Chapter 401 Hesitation for one more second is disrespect for money (5k)
"Bang!"
The huge headless dragon body fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the top of the God of War Mountain.
But the divine blood gushing out of Typhon's neck turned into sticky scarlet mist, pouring into the entire city of Athens.
The beasts at the foot of the mountain breathed greedily, taking this precious beast power into their bodies. Their bodies swelled rapidly, and their minds fell into complete madness.
Bite the throat and tear the prey into pieces!
Kill them! Eat them!
Magical beasts of all sizes, such as magic pigs, magic wolves, Lamias, sirens, and Chimera, Hydra, Sphinx, two-headed dogs, three-headed dogs and other subspecies of Typhon's descendants, roared and rushed towards the old, weak, women and children who were lined up at the foot of the mountain, intending to use their flesh and blood to fill the extremely strong hunger and desire to kill in their bodies.
Faced with the beast tide that absorbed the divinity of Typhon, even the most elite warriors of each city-state would find it difficult to cope with it, let alone a group of elderly, weak, women and children.
But none of them were afraid, and none of them retreated.
This is because the way in which lives are divided into strong and weak is definitely not just the level of divinity.
The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage, and the greatness of mankind is the greatness of courage!
At this moment, they are no longer weaklings who can only hide in the ruins and sob, but heroes who dare to pick up swords and shields to resist!
"kill!"
Voices, young and old, broke out into loud shouts, and everyone raised their shields and spears.
"roar!"
The swarm of monsters came over with low roars, ready to tear apart the feeble resistance with their teeth and claws.
However, the moment the monsters rushed into the formation, the human figures in front of them disappeared out of thin air.
At the same time, the bright moon broke through the dark clouds, the stars shone in the sky, and the specks of light were like soft raindrops, floating and falling on the devastated battlefield.
Wherever the light and rain reach, daffodils bloom and the faint fragrance fills the air. The beautiful world you see and see is like a pure paradise.
On the muddy soil covered with flowers, two figures wearing gold and black armor stood shoulder to shoulder. They slowly raised their hands towards the swarming monsters and clenched their five fingers tightly.
In an instant, the entire sea of flowers swayed in the wind, and tens of thousands of petals flew into the air, turning into overwhelming golden and black butterflies and falling into the dense herd of beasts.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
The fluttering golden-black butterflies were like sharp blades, creating patches of strange blood in the beast tide.
Moreover, although the wounds left by these golden-black butterflies may seem small, they can cause the monsters that are hit to either have their flesh and blood dry up and turn into dry bones, or fall on their backs and sleep forever.
The Hades Butterfly is the messenger of death in the underworld that deprives lives and captures souls.
The ones who summoned and controlled them were the twin gods of the underworld, Thanatos, the god of death, and Hypnos, the god of sleep.
“Hiss! Hiss!”
Feeling the powerful and eerie might of the underworld, the two frightened Hydra subspecies growled and raised their necks, trying to spit out the fierce venom in their bodies that could corrode divinity.
But the moment they opened their mouths, two daggers flew out from the darkness and accurately pierced the poison sacs in their bodies.
For a moment, the pale green poison spurted out wildly from the ruptured venom sac. Part of it fell into the herd, turning hundreds of monsters into a pool of blood, and the other part flowed into the bodies of the two Hydra subspecies.
The two unfortunate guys who had trapped themselves in a cocoon seemed to have swallowed up burning charcoal. They screamed and twitched their bodies wildly. Large chunks of rotten flesh and blood fell off their bodies, revealing white bones and black internal organs.
However, due to the powerful immortality in their blood, the two Hydras screamed and rolled in the herd for a quarter of an hour before they were completely killed.
"See? Using the least effort to achieve the greatest results. That's what professionalism is!"
With a boastful hum, a girl with a brown-yellow headband, black and white divine power flowing under her skin, and two daggers in her hands appeared from the gray-black mist. She raised her chin and made a sarcastic remark about the killing aesthetics of the twin gods of the underworld.
"A fight is a fight, a performance is a performance. Next time you fight, don't do all these fancy things."
The two brothers, the God of Death and the God of Sleep, looked at each other helplessly, and bowed obediently to the girl in front of them.
"As you command, Princess."
There was no way, because the person in front of him was his immediate boss Hades and Persephone's beloved daughter - the goddess of conspiracy Melinoe.
Seeing the two powerful twin gods of the underworld bowing to him, Melinoe felt greatly relieved. He immediately looked with ill intent at the herd of beasts that had ended the riot and were rushing up again.
"Megira, Tisiphone, Alecto, let's go! Whoever kills the least will get a treat!"
Before he finished speaking, Melinoe, the initiator of the competition, rushed forward without any moral integrity.
Her skin turned half black and half white, and her body turned into black mist, appearing in the thick shadows in strange shapes and peculiar forms, sometimes clearly visible, sometimes hazy. The two daggers in her hands coordinated with her elusive figure, reaping the lives of the monsters quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.
Even if the descendants of Typhon who possessed the divinity of Typhon stepped forward to block it, they could not stop this little evil star.
After all, after Melinoe was abducted from the underworld by Rhoen, he and his sworn brother teamed up to beat up all the genuine descendants of Typhon who were wandering around Greece one by one.
Coupled with the frequent fights, Melinoe has accumulated rich experience in dealing with the descendants of Typhon.
As the princess of the underworld rushed into the beast herd and killed them all, the red and black death energy around her split into three strands and transformed into three tall and eerie goddesses clad in black veils.
Snakes grew on their heads, tears of blood flowed from their eyes, wings grew on their shoulders, and they held torches and viper whips in their hands. They let out hissing growls, rolled up scarlet blood clouds, and crashed into the beast tide, setting off waves of bloody rain and wind.
"Jealousy" - Mercira;
"Uneasy" - Alecto;
"Reward for charity" - Tisiphone...
The three names mentioned above were actually the three goddesses of vengeance who were defeated by Hecate, the Queen of Hell, and were later recruited by the underworld.
With the arrival of as many as six main gods of the underworld, the beast tide at the foot of the mountain was like encountering hard reefs. Its formation collapsed and its offensive slowed down.
However, due to the huge number and tenacious vitality of the monsters, there are still a large number of gods and monsters that bypass the six main gods of the underworld in front of them, detour forward from both sides, and continue to rush towards the Mountain of the God of War impatiently.
There, the gods of Mount Ares have not yet risen, and their flesh and blood are so delicious.
Of course, if the Demon Ancestor was defeated, they would not mind bringing him to the table and sharing his divinity and blood.
Because among the beasts, the strong survive and the weak die, this is the constant law.
As for the old and weak humans who had just escaped the disaster and are now clinging to the stairs, they can be regarded as dessert before their big meal.
The monsters that surrounded them from both wings opened their bloody mouths drooling with saliva and pounced on the weak group of people.
In just a moment, the two Cretan princesses standing at the front of the team trembled and vomited blood. The magic barrier they had jointly erected was broken under the siege of a large number of gods and monsters.
Immediately afterwards, several Minoans who stepped forward to try to protect the two princesses were also knocked away without any surprise.
God's blood! Delicious!
The Chimera subspecies rushing in the front looked greedily at the two sisters supporting each other in front of the formation. The three heads of the lion, goat and giant snake on its body roared excitedly at the same time, and drove its body together to pounce on the delicious prey.
"puff!"
At this moment, a bronze spear pierced out from behind the two sisters, and the tip of the spear went straight through the Chimera's lion head of courage.
Without waiting for the wise sheep head on the Chimera's back and the cunning snake head on its tail to react, the tip of the spear vibrated, and a powerful divine force gushed out, unceremoniously blasting the entire Chimera subspecies into a pile of minced meat.
In the scarlet rain of blood, an old but gentle voice came from behind the two sisters.
"How? Can you still stand up?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Ariadne and Fedra's hearts trembled, and they turned their heads to look behind them.
In the drifting gray fog of the underworld, an old man wearing bronze armor, holding a gun in one hand and a shield in the other, with a resolute face, was looking at them with a smile.
Father!
The two sisters' excited tears burst out from their eyes, but they did not choose to show their tenderness at this moment and rush forward to hug their father. Instead, they wiped away the tears that slipped down their cheeks, clenched the staff in their hands, bit their cherry lips, and nodded heavily.
As the mist surged, another middle-aged man wearing armor with pterosaur patterns, with a more robust physique and a face that was 70% similar to King Minos, kicked away the corpse of a Sphinx subspecies at his feet, looked at the sisters Ariadne and Phaedra with approval, and laughed out loud.
"These are my two nieces? Well done!"
"Of course, don't you see whose child it is?"
King Minos responded proudly, swinging the bronze spear in his hand without stopping, cutting off several leaping demon wolves in the air.
After hearing the conversation between their father and the middle-aged man, the two sisters immediately realized that this was their uncle who had been exiled from Crete because of his failure in the fight for the throne in his early years.
And now, he should be called the Judge of Speech - Radamanthys!
At this moment, seeing more and more monsters circling over from both wings, King Minos glanced at his younger brother.
"How about a competition?"
"Okay, that's exactly what I mean! If I lose, you give me two hundred jars of fairy honey wine!"
Radamanthys laughed and nodded, gladly accepting the invitation.
Then, the two brothers, who had experienced the ups and downs of life and had long since put aside their past grudges, waved their weapons at the same time, banged their shields, and shouted loudly.
"Where are the Minoans?"
“Here!”
“Here!”
“Here!”
A series of majestic responses came from behind the old men, women and children, forming a continuous and exciting wave of sound.
The surging black tide rose up from under the earth and gathered into long dark gray rivers on the ground. Daffodils grew densely on both sides of the river bank. A boatman with flaming eyes waved the long pole in his hand, crushing the painful or distorted faces in the water and sending dozens of ferries with deep draft in the fog to the shore.
Without waiting for the ferry to dock, the soldiers in bronze armor jumped impatiently in front of the elderly, women and children, proudly raised their spears and shields, and gathered behind King Minos and Radamanthys.
The faces beneath the helmets no longer had the fresh flesh and blood of the living, but only vague outlines drawn by the deathly aura of the underworld.
But just one glance and the Minoan elders at the front row couldn't help but burst into tears.
Because they recognize everyone in the team.
During the attack and defense of Crete, it was these figures who fought without hesitation until the end of their lives, devoting all their fire and light. Only these weak people were able to cross the place where the Minoan civilization fell and arrive in Athens alive.
"Watch out, kid from the Qatar family, and swing your gun like me!"
"Bias, let me teach you how to use a sword!"
"Qilun, you can't even hold the shield properly, don't say I taught you a lesson in the future!"
“…”
Unbridled laughter and curses came from the team in front. The swung spears and stabbed daggers killed the magical beasts that came around, and the raised shields were as solid as rocks.
The eyes of the old people in Minos became even more moist. They tried to stand straight while teasing and stared at the fighting figures in front of them.
Their heroes, their warriors, have transcended life and death and come to them again.
And a team of only a thousand people actually pushed back tens of thousands of monsters.
They are even advancing towards the area where the beast tide is most concentrated!
At the same time, a golden meteor with a long flame tail fell from the gray fog, and crashed into the bulge on the left side of the beast tide, blasting hundreds of monsters into minced meat.
"Hey, hey, why are you running so fast? Don't think that the Minoans are the only ones here!"
With a frivolous tone, a handsome young man wearing a gorgeous golden armor and a gem earring on his left ear stood up from the deep pit, dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, looked back casually, and announced proudly.
"Corinthians, your king has returned!"
Seeing the familiar figure and face, the Corinthians cheered.
Their king Sisyphus escaped from Hades again! He defeated Death again!
With the Gold Saint leading the way, Judge Radamanthys led the Cretan Blood Guards and quickly penetrated into the beast tide.
Watching the monsters on the left wing falling down in large numbers like wheat being harvested in a wheat field, King Minos, whose advance was blocked, could not help but curse in his heart.
Radamanthys, this kid, actually teamed up with outsiders to earn his ambrosia wine. He has really learned bad things.
In that case, as your elder brother, I won’t be polite!
"Minotaur!"
King Minos shouted loudly and waved his hand. A four-meter-tall young man with bull horns on his head jumped into the tide of beasts, holding a double-edged axe in his hand. He created a bloody storm like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and cleared the obstacles for his companions behind him.
The monster's fangs and claws could not hurt it at all.
Because he was wearing the same style of golden armor as Sisyphus.
Or rather, this should be called the [Taurus] Cloth.
The one that Sisyphus was wearing was called the Cancer Cloth.
A few days ago, the god of wine, Loen, went to the underworld alone, intending to use the military force of the underworld to prepare a trump card for the upcoming Third War of the Giants.
During this process, he did not waste the two sacred garments of Cancer and Taurus that had lost their owners. Instead, he gave them to a Corinthian king who was pushing stones and the Minotaur, the nephew of the Minotaur.
Therefore, Sisyphus, this guy who was full of lies, did not escape from the underworld at all. Instead, he was forcibly conscripted into the army because the war was about to begin, and was responsible for making up for his crime.
Since Loen had the dual seals of Hecate, the Queen of Hell, and Hades, the God of the Underworld, Thanatos, the God of Death, naturally turned a blind eye to Sisyphus's prison escape.
Of course, in return, the King of Corinth needed to get him at least a hundred jars of ambrosia.
Looking at the entire underworld, it seems that the only person who can have such a large amount of inventory is King Minos.
It was for this reason that Sisyphus decisively hooked up with Radamanthys and tricked the Judge of Speech into taking the opportunity to gamble with King Minos.
And, to ensure that everything goes well, the eloquent Sisyphus also brought in another helper.
"Hey, man, if you don't come on stage, I'll give away those thirty jars of honey wine."
As Sisyphus called out lazily, the last wave of ferryboats, controlled by Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, sailed from the depths of the underworld, crossed the Styx of the afterlife, and arrived at the shore of the mortal world.
A man in black underworld clothes and with eyes like an eagle stepped onto the river bank. Nearly a thousand soldiers with strong physiques and shiny skin gathered behind him.
They are the Myrmidons, also known as the Ant-Men. They have the same strong physique and fighting will as ants, and are a well-known and powerful army of the Age of Gods throughout Greece.
The one leading them at this moment is naturally Aeacus, the last of the three judges of the underworld, who is responsible for judging [behavior].
As soon as he got ashore, Aiacos led his ant soldiers and headed straight for the left wing of the beast tide. He joined forces with Radamanthys and advanced towards the interior of the beast tide.
According to the bet just made, whoever breaks through the beast tide first and joins up with the six main gods of the underworld in front will be the winner.
Now is the time to race against time.
Seeing the scene in front of him, King Minos on the right wing didn't realize that he had been tricked by his brothers and colleagues.
While secretly cursing his opponent's shamelessness, he looked around and his eyes immediately fell on Charon, who was stirring the Styx and closing the ferry on the shore.
"Can you help me? Will you?"
"I am a god with principles. Why should I get involved in the competition between you two brothers?"
"I'll pay more."
“Done!”
Charon, who had previously been indifferent, rushed forward and grabbed the large bag of gold coins thrown by King Minos.
Feeling the strong power of faith contained therein, the Styx Ferry God immediately picked up a long pole, with red eyes, and pounced on them like a wolf or a tiger, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred for those monsters.
After all, if he hesitated for even a second longer, it would be disrespectful to the gold coins!
At this point, all the underworld reinforcements, including Hades, Queen of the Underworld, the Twin Gods of the Underworld, the Goddess of Conspiracy, the Three Goddesses of Vengeance, the Three Judges of the Underworld, and the God of Crossing the Styx, have joined the battlefield.
(End of this chapter)
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