Chapter 352: Fooling, and then Fooling
On the Sea of Oceanus.
Boom!
The violent ether tides stirred up huge waves. Ladon, who was hit hardest, had not yet reached the core area of the typhoon when his bones began to crackle under the terrifying divine power. Strands of golden-red blood oozed out from under his dull scales, forming a thin layer of blood mist.
On the dragon's back, Loen swung his spear, tearing through the huge waves and clearing the way for Ladon.
"The sky is above all things. Your power is below, and my power is above..."
At the same time, he chanted the holy words, and the golden wheel that appeared behind him turned to the twelfth grid in the diffuse water vapor.
——The twelfth incarnation, the [Eagle] that symbolizes the sky and thunder.
In the Battle of Typhon that year, this demon ancestor was defeated miserably by the thunder of the god-king Zeus.
As we all know, in the mythological era, restraint is greater than heaven, and special attacks are the sun gods.
"——Thunder, so far!"
As soon as the order was given, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning struck, and arcs of light like dragons and snakes converged into one, winding down, and after piercing through layer after layer of huge waves and typhoons, it brought with it violent power and hit the main body of the dike directly.
In an instant, the Demon Ancestor screamed, arcs of light flashed on his body, dozens of miserable blood holes exploded in his flesh, and his whole body trembled violently.
The power of Zeus?
A familiar feeling surged into his heart, and a strong sense of humiliation filled Typhon's vertical pupils. In anger, he immediately raised his arms, and the ferocious gale and violent tsunami turned into a huge storm hammer in his hands, carrying the terrifying divinity of disaster, and bombarded the powerful enemy in front of him.
"I am the father of terror, the source of disaster. I play the song of despair here and announce the end of the world. Storm Hammer, bestow eternal damnation on all things!"
The roars emitted by hundreds of heads varied greatly: sometimes they sounded like human speech, sometimes like the roar of an ox, the roar of a lion, the barking of a dog, and sometimes like thunder, resounding to all corners of the world.
Wherever the storm and raging waves passed, the world began to distort and break apart, showing signs of returning to chaos.
"Die, you little bastard!"
Typhon saw the trapped beast he had locked onto, the surrounding space constantly disappearing, the laws constantly decomposing, and a bloodthirsty grin appeared on his face.
Its Storm Hammer is a god-killing weapon made by the Earth Mother Gaia at the command of the Cyclops using the Newborn Light. Its power is in no way inferior to the Thunderbolt that Zeus is proud of. It is a powerful creation of the abyss and the earth, and has the power to decompose the heaven and earth into chaos again.
Even if a mere main god, for special reasons, is not restricted by the contract of fate and can surpass them, the kings of gods, in terms of divine power, his essential power is destined to be incomparable to them.
Do you really think that I am afraid of you? Idiot!
Facing the mockery in Typhon's eyes, Loen turned a blind eye, kissed the Spear of Nation-Building in his hand, and threw it out.
Wherever the gun passed, the sky and the earth suddenly became bright, and the raging typhoon and waves seemed to have encountered a layer of coastal shelterbelt, making it difficult to advance an inch.
Then, the dead branch-like spear fell into the sea, and the dark thorn-like lines seemed to be alive, squirming and spreading madly under the water, instantly covering almost the entire chaotic area.
A towering tree, piercing the sky, ignited with raging flames, and turned into a giant pillar supporting the world.
Loen raised his hand slightly, and a ball of blazing white flame appeared in his palm. It seemed as if countless earthly lives were reflected in it, praying and singing together.
One person’s voice is worth thousands of voices.
The sheep are calling on their shepherds for salvation, and the world is praying for its own survival.
"The time of dusk has come. I will restore your light. The destruction of the branches will bring a new life to the world!"
Along with the gods' low chanting, flames fell on the dead branches and spears, and dazzling flames radiated in all directions. With twelve golden halos on his head, Loen came like a crowned king.
"——Glory, so far!"
When he raised his hand slightly, he uttered the holy words.
The Spear of Nation-Building burned fiercely, like a torch that illuminated the chaotic world. The blazing flames set off rolling waves of fire that swept in all directions. The horrific high temperature formed a burning wind that caused the surrounding space to distort violently, forcibly dispersing the indestructible typhoon and huge waves.
Under the light, the sea is burning, the sky is burning, and the world is burning.
And with every inch of light and heat burned by all things, the giant palm tree formed by the Spear of Nation Building will become thicker and stronger, and will anchor and decompose more chaotic lumps on the sea surface.
——The dead branches of the big palm tree gave birth to the roots of a small world of the Age of Gods;
——The primordial fire stolen by Prometheus from heaven marked the beginning of human civilization;
The two overlap and depend on each other, forming eternal light and heat.
The only way to extinguish it is to smash everything in the world, cut off life, and deprive it of nutrients. Only then will it lose all support in that dead and desolate world.
But now, Typhon, whose power was restricted by the Fate Contract, obviously could not do this.
"Don't think you can beat me, you little bastard!"
Seeing that his attack was blocked again, the Demon Ancestor became furious and swung the Storm Hammer, bombarding the burning palm tree on the sea.
Since this tree is blocking the typhoon and waves from reaching the shore, let's pull it out first!
Almost at the same time, Loen raised his right hand high, and countless light and heat gathered in his palm, turning into a blazing flaming sword, slashing at the Demon Ancestor Typhon who was coming with great momentum.
"boom!"
The fierce flames, loud explosions, and splashing flames were like burning meteorites falling from the sky, burning and flattening dozens of nearby islands one after another. The soil under the high temperature turned into hot magma, flowing in all directions. The sea surface boiled violently, and thousands of sea beasts and monsters died on the spot, and their cooked corpses floated on the sea in groups.
This sea area, which was once full of vitality, seemed to have turned into a lava hell with billowing smoke.
The aftermath of the fierce battle between the two sides quickly swept across the sea and headed straight for the shore.
As soon as they came into contact, the several magic barriers that Loen had set up along the coast began to vibrate violently, and then shattered one after another like soap bubbles that were lightly poked.
Boom boom boom boom!
In an instant, the beam of light, which still had residual power, violently tore open the city wall engraved with dense spells, and raged all the way to the heart of the Peloponnese Peninsula.
The roar of the explosion was deafening, the blazing flames spread everywhere, and the melted rocks turned into boiling hot slurry.
Looking around, the earth was full of gullies, forests were burning, rivers were steaming and drying up, and mountains were collapsing. The screams and wails that came one after another seemed so insignificant in the doomsday catastrophe and were soon dispersed by all the noises.
The gods who were responding in the rear gasped in surprise when they saw the horrific aftermath of the battle, their faces gradually becoming ugly.
Although they had long known that the Fate Contract would impose less restrictions on the old gods, the current situation was too unfavorable for them, the new gods.
Besides, the one who took action now was only the Demon Ancestor Typhon...
At the same time, on the Sea of Oceanus.
The aftermath dissipated, and a large area of water vapor rose up. The ancestor of all demons on the sea staggered back, and several heads disappeared, leaving only charred marks burned by flames. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Correspondingly, Loen was also injured in the previous fight.
It was just that his knuckles were broken and there were a few scratches on his face, which was far less miserable than Tifun's whose heads had exploded.
"So what if you beat me? You still can't kill me!"
The Demon Ancestor, who had the toughest mouth in the world, snorted angrily and tried hard to save his own face.
Loen didn't waste any words and raised his right hand again. The light wheel behind him rotated synchronously, emitting brilliant light bands and lighting up the stars in the sky.
The eighty-eight constellations lit up one by one, and echoed each other from afar, expanding a large star ring composed of dense light patterns above Lorne's head. The bright starlight was like an inverted Milky Way pouring down on the large palm trees on the sea, making the light and heat radiated from them even more blazing and dazzling.
——The power of the sanctuary, Athena can use it, and so can he.
Feeling the divinity and destructive power of the strange tree rising rapidly, Typhon's heart was beating wildly and he couldn't help swallowing.
“Boom!”
At this moment, a dull earth rumbling sound came from deep in the Peloponnese Peninsula. Typhon, who was timid in his heart, suddenly showed ecstasy on his face and burst into a grim smile of satisfaction.
"You've been fooled, idiot!"
Lorne looked back at the smoke-filled Thessaly and the towering figures climbing up to the ground, and nodded thoughtfully.
"The Giants? It seems they still have not given up on Thessaly."
"We can't help it. That is the site of the ancient battlefield of the Titan War. There is a strong Titan divinity buried underground. It is the most suitable place to build an altar for the old gods. If the giants want to regain power, that is the only way!"
"Well, thank you for telling me such important information."
"?"
When Typhon heard this, he was surprised.
"Thank me? Did you know that the leader of the giants this time is Kronos, and the nine Titan gods he awakened?"
Lorne nodded, then asked casually,
"Then what?"
“…”
Seeing his opponent's indifferent reaction, Typhon, who was waiting to see the enemy break through the defense, went a little crazy.
"The Peloponnese is under attack from all sides, and Thessaly is about to fall. Aren't you worried at all?"
"Worry?"
Lorne smiled and spoke word by word.
"Do you think I wouldn't be on guard against the Titan King when I saw that you were the only one showing up?"
“……!”
When Typhon heard this, he was shocked at first, then he shook his head repeatedly.
"Impossible! You can't possibly have other helpers to withstand the attack of the giants!"
Then, the Demon Ancestor on the sea seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly realized something. He widened his ferocious vertical pupils and sneered at the opponent in front of him.
"You must be trying to trick me into retreating, and then go back to Thessaly to help! Dream on! As long as I hold you back here, Thessaly, the lost glory, and theocracy will be within our grasp!"
"I advise you not to always think that you are the smartest one, and don't trust people you shouldn't trust..."
Looking at the re-energized Typhon, Lorne chuckled and shook his head, then spoke meaningfully.
"Guess how I knew your attack plan?"
Just as Typhon was still holding a skeptical sneer and treating these words as bluffing, a silver thunder exploded in the sky above the Peloponnese Peninsula, and a familiar breath descended on the city of Thessaly.
This situation caused the Demon Ancestor's expression to change drastically in an instant.
And at the moment when the opponent's mind was shaken, the giant sword composed of starlight and flames fell towards Typhon's head at lightning speed.
(End of this chapter)
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