Chapter 400 Do you think we still have a chance? (4.2k)
Looking at the gods and monsters charging towards him, Demon Ancestor Difeng revealed a disdainful sneer in his eyes. Nearly a hundred heads in the dark clouds and strong winds raised their heads and roared in unison.
"Play the song of despair and bring eternal damnation to all things!"
The Hammer of Storm fell with a loud roar, and the terrifying divinity of disaster swept across.
Wherever its power passed, space broke apart, divine light was annihilated, balls of blood mist exploded in the air, and gods flew backwards like kites with broken strings.
The falling figures from the sky announced the defeat of the gods.
However, the sky did not fall into complete darkness, and a golden star slowly rose.
"Starlight curtain, crystal wall!"
Theseus, the current King of Athens, wearing the golden armor, holds up a faint ray of light amidst the storm and dark clouds summoned by Typhon.
And in the chaotic sky, the corresponding Aries Palace lit up, building a dazzling crystal curtain wall with starlight.
This is the first house of the zodiac and the first barrier to defend Athens and the goddess!
"One shot from the Scorpio brings about the end of life!"
"Quick as the wind, swift as lightning!"
"Rose-red blood bond, the thorn of the god of love!"
Immediately afterwards, the eighth house Scorpio, the tenth house Capricorn, and the twelfth house Pisces also lit up one after another, rushing towards the deep darkness without hesitation.
At this moment, the zodiac is incomplete, and can even be said to be incomplete.
Castor and Pollux in Gemini in the third house, Hercules in Leo in the fifth house, Helen in Virgo in the sixth house, and Chiron in Sagittarius in the ninth house all participated in the Argonautic Expedition;
Astraea, Libra in the 7th house, has just suffered a severe blow;
Hebe in Aquarius, the 11th house, fought hard in Thessaly;
As for the remaining Taurus in the second house and Cancer in the fourth house, their holy clothes were taken away by the god of wine, Loen, after the previous hosts died in battle, and their whereabouts are unknown.
Therefore, Theseus, the King of Athens and the First of the Zodiac, only summoned three Gold Saints to accompany him.
Moreover, compared to the Gold Saints who were sent to the battlefield in Thessaly, those who stayed in Athens were far inferior in both strength and fame.
In the face of Typhon's tyrannical divinity of disaster, their starlight was like a firefly in the dark night, extinguished in the blink of an eye.
But the entire sanctuary is not just about the Zodiac, and they are not the only heroes in the whole of Athens!
The next second, one star after another lit up, and they began to fall.
Countless long and bright lights exist as if burning, shining brightly and connecting into one in the boundless night sky.
It is like thousands of lights lit up in the dark night, warm and magnificent.
As the starlight descended from the sky onto the square, passionate voices echoed.
"Hermes' Swift Feet!"
"Golden Arrow, King of Long Shots!"
"Silver Arrow, Lord of the Wild Hunt!"
"The blood of Ares!"
"Forgiveness of the Dawn Goddess!"
"Hecate's Wheel!"
“…”
The Saints, each with different divine blood flowing in their veins and wearing silver and bronze armors, marched toward the battlefield without hesitation and gathered behind the four gold Saints to illuminate a corner of the dark sky together.
Looking around, nearly two-thirds of the Eighty-Eight Constellations were lit up.
"You dare to shine like a mere firefly? You are overestimating yourself!"
Typhon, who was repeatedly obstructed, became furious. He swung the Storm Hammer in his hand, sweeping down the stars in the sky with unstoppable force.
Countless sparks were extinguished, and the heroes were engulfed in darkness.
But more flames rose from the earth and the dust.
"The powerful god of joy, I offer my only tribute of poetry and wine!"
"Sow the seeds of spring, till the stars, and bring down your bounty, Mother of Life!"
"Give light to darkness, fire to saltpeter, gold to silver. Here appears the perfect Red King!"
"The celestial body is the void, the void is the void, the void is God, the truth is the circle, the gods are the ether, and the world is the living fire!"
The voices echoed one after another, and the followers of the Dionysian and Eleusinian religions, the alchemists and astrologers of the Hermetic sect, and the magicians of the Academy of Athens all sang the words of God and displayed their most powerful spells.
Streams of scorching etheric light streaked across the sky, like thick ink-like darkness boiling violently, as if ignited by countless flames of light!
In an instant, a torrent of blazing light pierced through the storm and dark clouds and smashed into Typhon's body, tearing off scales and opening bloody holes.
The damage is not great, but the insult is extremely strong.
"You...are looking for death!"
Typhon roared angrily, and turned his head towards the ants on the ground who kept provoking him.
"laugh!"
Red and black spiral beams of light slashed down from mid-air, and the protective barriers set up by the believers of various sects and the Athenian magicians did not last even for a moment before shattered into pieces. Hundreds of spellcasters turned into blood mist under the terrifying power of the god.
The resistance of mortals is so powerless.
But the countless lives that sacrificed themselves eventually bought Athena a brief respite.
"Bang!"
The raised Aegis Aegis smashed the first few dragon heads that dropped to pieces, and the flashing Spear of Victory shot out like a meteor, tearing a hideous bloody hole in Typhon's huge body.
“Ouch!”
The severely injured Demon Ancestor was shaking all over, and scarlet blood filled his erect pupils.
It's not only because of the physical pain, but also because of the humiliation of the soul.
He once made the eleven gods flee, and caused the fall of Olympus among the stars;
But now, facing a mere War God Mountain in the mortal world, facing a mere main god and some insignificant ants, he was repeatedly frustrated and even had nearly half of his head blown off.
Unacceptable! Unforgivable!
"Die! All of you die!"
Typhon raised the fifty or so remaining heads. He no longer had the mood to slowly enjoy the feast. He pushed the power of destruction and disaster to the extreme.
Suddenly, thunderstorms surged in the Aegean Sea and the Oceanus Sea, strong winds howled, the space began to break apart, the surging dark waters were filled with violent beasts, and all the islands on the sea fell.
“Shhhhhhh!”
Streams of scarlet etheric light spurted out from the mouths of more than fifty ferocious dragon heads, tearing apart the sky and plowing the earth.
“Boom~!”
The already dilapidated city walls collapsed in pieces, the Athenian defense line collapsed, and the exhausted soldiers and women and children, old and young, were exposed to the dense tide of beasts.
Divine and delicious!
Heroic and delicious!
Humans, delicious!
Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!
Driven by the power of Typhon, the monsters sharpened their teeth, drooled, and swarmed through the gaps in the city wall towards the completely open Acropolis and Mount Ares, ready to carry out the will of the demon ancestor Typhon, massacre all life on this land, and extinguish the sacred fire of the mountaintop civilization.
No chance...
We have no chance...
The gods with power have been defeated; the heroes with divine blood flowing have fallen from the sky; the magicians and warriors who have comprehended the mystery have been killed or wounded...
They tried their best and they failed miserably!
Under the cover of the remaining soldiers, the women, children, the elderly and the weak in the city retreated to the valley and a corner of the city wall, their eyes filled with despair.
Above their heads, the sky was dark and the stars were falling. The fifty or so heads of the Demon Ancestor Typhon were frantically spewing out etheric light streams, which were shooting towards all parts of the Peloponnese Peninsula, bringing about strong explosions and tremors...
In front of them, the Acropolis of Athens was covered with traces of tragedy and was already riddled with holes. The collapsed coastal walls and fallen city walls had long lost their protective function.
The streets are in ruins, the buildings are filled with smoke, and the defense lines are torn apart and collapsed...
All kinds of magical beasts surrounded the Typhon descendants subspecies born from Typhon's flesh and blood, and swept over like a swarm of locusts. The scattered remnants of soldiers holding on to the defense line were soon reduced to grains of wheat that were eaten up after a few screams of pain.
Through the thick smoke and flames, the entire Peloponnese Peninsula was like a fragile cardboard under the destruction of Typhon, with cracks stretching for thousands of miles and crisscrossing each other, and the inside was bottomless...
Etna and other volcanoes erupted violently, with floating volcanic ash scattered into the sky and dark red magma flowing wantonly, melting all life along the way...
The coastal cities of Thessaly, Sparta, Mycenae, etc., have been flooded and turned into vast oceans...
In Thebes, Arcadia, Calydon and other mountainous and densely forested areas, monsters are rampant...
The forests were burning, the oceans were boiling, the mountains were crumbling, the sun and the moon had lost their light, the stars were falling one after another, and most of Greece was in a doomsday scene under the ravages of Typhon!
Death and destruction seem to be only a matter of time.
In this desperate atmosphere, several stones turned over.
"Are there any alive?"
A girl in wild hunting clothes lifted the heavy object that was pressing on her legs, leaned on a half-broken Bacchus staff, limped to the top of the ruins, and looked around in the smoke.
"Here I am..."
Inside the collapsed Parthenon, another girl in white ceremonial garments pulled her pierced arm from the blood-stained stake, picked up the Gorgon emblem that had fallen to the ground, and put it back on her chest, slowly but elegantly.
Everyone recognized that they were a pair of sisters named Ariadne and Phaedra, who were once princesses on the island of Crete and were favored by the goddesses Athena and Medusa, as well as the god of wine Lorn.
After the destruction of their hometown, the Minoan Kingdom, the two sisters followed God's will and brought the remaining people to Athens, where they established the Pandion lineage. They served the goddess Athena and the god of wine Lorne respectively, and were responsible for serving as priestesses of the Parthenon and Bacchus of the Temple of Dionysus.
Since the outbreak of the war, they have often seen the two princesses distributing medicine and porridge in the city, spreading God's grace to the civilians who fled to Athens.
The two sisters in the ruins looked at each other with relief and called out at the same time.
"Where are the Minoans?"
“Here!”
“Here!”
“Here!”
One after another, voices, some old, some clear, some young, rang out among the crowd, converging into an endless wave of sound.
Figures that couldn't even lift their shields or hold their weapons staggered forward and gathered in front of the two princesses with their heads held high.
They are not warriors, they are old men, women and children!
"Are there any alive? Great!"
The two princesses glanced at the familiar faces with satisfaction, raised their magic wands, pointed at the swarming beasts, and shouted loudly.
"Take up your weapons, raise your shields, and form a formation! Fight!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
The old men who had experienced the war stood at the front, banging their shields and roaring hysterically, imparting their experience in assembling a square formation to fight the enemy. The women were at the end, sandwiching the ignorant children in the middle to stabilize their bodies and minds.
In this weak array, each eye was fixed on the beast tide on the horizon that had engulfed their sons, their husbands, and their fathers, with hatred and determination.
The Minoans had already abandoned one homeland, and they would never give up their second homeland!
The swords are broken, and their lives are weapons!
The defense line collapsed, and their flesh and blood became the city wall!
And when women, the elderly and children spontaneously appeared on the battlefield, there was no need to explain the so-called bravery and morale.
This invisible appeal is more attractive than any treasure or glory; it is more soul-stirring than any passionate speech!
"Are all the Spartans dead? Come to me!"
"Where are the Corinthians? Let's do something big together!"
"Where are the Thebans? Don't let these guys look down on you!"
"There are no cowards among the Calydonians. Kill these beasts!"
The old, the weak, the women and the children who had migrated here or fled here, gathered together in their respective city-state teams amid roars, eliminating the weakness of life and forging each other into a piece of steel!
It is true that all the soldiers have died, but the war is not over!
Women can give birth to warriors! Elders can teach warriors! Children can grow up to be warriors!
The world is not a stage for gods.
This is not the hero's home ground.
Gods, monsters, heroes, warriors... they rushed to the battlefield wave after wave and died wave after wave.
The strong have given their all.
Then, let this world that is about to be destroyed listen to the voices of the weak!
At the same time, on the battlefield in Thessaly.
Loen looked up at the dark sky above Athens.
The Goddess of Wisdom, who was already at the end of her strength, raised the Aegis Shield to block the heads that were bitten by Typhon, and swung the Spear of Victory faster and faster, trying to hold back the increasingly violent Demon Ancestor.
Even though the golden blood of the gods continued to spill from their bodies, even though the temple of faith had completely collapsed, even though the city beneath them was in shatters.
She still didn't choose to throw away the card in her hand.
Because, as smart as this goddess of wisdom is, she knows what this means.
"You've done enough, Sister Ya..."
Loen stared at the city and figure that were about to be completely swallowed by the darkness, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Since you don't want to let go, let me make the choice for you."
Then, he once again repelled the entangled Kronos, slowly raised his right hand, and clenched it into a fist towards the direction of Athens.
In an instant, a dark mark on the back of the hand flickered faintly.
Meanwhile, over Athens.
"Bang!"
The Goddess of Wisdom was unable to dodge and was hit by Typhon's Storm Hammer. She fell heavily on the top of the Ares Mountain and was no longer able to get up.
The old and the weak, supporting each other, gathered in the open area at the foot of the mountain, striding towards the swarming tide of beasts, playing the final sound of life.
"A bunch of ants that should have died long ago. Let's stop here!"
The Demon Ancestor in the clouds roared angrily, lowered his remaining twenty heads, and pounced on the faint holy fire in the ruins of the temple and the old and weak in the valley, preparing to complete a thorough [purification] of this land that had repeatedly disobeyed him.
“Buzz!”
However, strong tremors came from the ground, and gray-black light bands gushed out from deep in the earth.
A double-pronged fork wrapped in death and a piece of golden branch full of vitality broke through the ground and flew up, smashing the twenty heads of Typhon into pieces of meat all over the sky.
In the bloody rain, Hades, the god of the underworld in a black robe, and Persephone, the queen of the underworld in plain clothes, stood proudly on the top of the Ares Mountain.
(End of this chapter)
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