Chapter 438 Zeus, you plotted against me!
Meanwhile, outside Troy.
Agamemnon, who had been squatting in the cold and darkness for several hours, was overjoyed when he saw the faint light on the altar.
Pandora has succeeded?
very good!
Then, it would be up to him, the king of the world appointed by Olympus, to come on stage and clear out the remnants of the blood of gods gathered under the city of Troy for His Majesty Zeus, and complete the last step in forging the supreme divine cause!
Agamemnon cast a grim glance at the coalition barracks and the city of Troy immersed in the night, then sneered and waved his hand.
Driven by the Divine Blood Guards, hundreds of military priests gathered in front of the altar that had been built earlier.
Then, they each took out a red and black magic dagger engraved with twisted divine patterns from their sleeves, gritted their teeth and cut their palms, and prayed and chanted together towards the altar in the center.
Amid the low and suppressed voice, bright red blood flowed out from the wounds on the priests' hands, like a group of snakes crawling in the darkness, gathering at the center of the altar and activating the magic array diagrams engraved on it one by one.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Weird tremors came from the flickering magic array. Evil pillars of light, some scarlet, some red and some black, shot up from the altar into the sky, tearing through the dark night.
Dark clouds gathered from all directions; the sounds of wailing, roaring, and muttering merged into a maddening noise; the smell of decay, blood, and frenzy intertwined and condensed, forming a swirling red and black vortex that seemed to have chiseled a giant hole in the sky.
A certain darkness and terror seemed to be awakened by the sacrifices of mortals.
Suddenly, hundreds of priests who were responsible for opening the magic circle around the altar were shocked at the same time. Bright red blood gushed out from the wounds on their palms like a high-pressure water gun and was drawn into the vortex in the sky.
not good!
The faces of the priests changed drastically. They hurriedly interrupted their chanting and tried to withdraw their hands to end this somewhat strange ceremony.
However, it was too late. The hole in the sky suddenly accelerated its rotation, like a savage beast in the dark, opening its bloody mouth towards the ignorant sheep on the ground.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
Hundreds of priests who were caught in the whirlpool didn't even have time to utter a scream before their bodies exploded and turned into blood mist. Streams of squeezed scarlet blood gathered in the hole in the sky like swimming snakes.
Under the nourishment of this red and black blood, a certain red and black substance in the hole gradually filled up and was further compressed at the center of the distortion, eventually aggregating into a red and black cube that kept changing its shape while suspended.
“Wow!”
In an instant, an eerie tremor came from the sky, and the suspended red and black cube cracked at one corner, pouring a large stream of red and black mud onto the altar.
As soon as the unidentified substance that exuded a strong malicious and ominous aura landed on the ground, it quickly gathered and squirmed, turning into twisted and deformed human figures.
As the construction of a giant god that was a hundred meters tall was completed, Agamemnon could no longer contain his excitement and shouted:
"Very good, my Immortal Legion, do you see the military camp and the city wall ahead? They are full of remnants of various nations that have disobeyed God's will. Clear out these rebels for my God immediately and restore the glory of Olympus!"
As he spoke, a hint of cunning and viciousness flashed in the depths of Agamemnon's eyes.
He originally wanted to seize the position of leader of the coalition through the Trojan War and make Mycenae the overlord of Greece.
Unexpectedly, the stage that he had built with great effort ended up being taken advantage of by the Spartans and his sister-in-law Helen.
What's even more outrageous is that those Greek city-states and heroes of divine blood would rather obey the orders of a woman than accept his recruitment.
In this case, let us accept this divine punishment together with the stubborn Trojans in the city!
When Your Majesty has wiped out the remaining evils and completed His divine work, Mycenae will be the only powerful country in Greece, and I will be the king on earth who carries out God's will!
Just as Agamemnon was imagining that beautiful vision, the red and black giant god on the altar lowered his head and looked forward after hearing the order, and then...
"puff!"
A foot dropped from the sky and crushed the mortal king in front of him into a pool of meat paste, and also crushed his ridiculous dream of becoming the king.
Seeing the current monarch of Mycenae die on the spot, the hundreds of Mycenae God-Blood Guards who were on guard on the side were stunned for a few seconds before waking up as if from a dream. They cursed and roared as they rushed towards the monster made of red and black mud.
However, those mortal swords and ordinary spells fell on the monster without even being able to scrape off a speck of mud.
At the same time, the monster looked at the group of ants gathering under his feet, slowly opened his arms, and a loud resonance came out of his chest.
“Buzz!”
The dark hole in the sky opened rapidly, filling up with a torrent of malice that drenched the earth.
“Crash!”
The overwhelming red and black mud rolled down like doomsday magma that was about to engulf all living things, containing curses on life and resentment towards beauty.
Soon, the Mycenaeans gathered around the altar became the first "lucky ones" to receive this divine punishment.
Once they came into contact with the mud, no matter if they were ordinary soldiers, or higher-level God's Blood Guards, magicians, priests, or the strongest God's Blood heroes in the city-state, they all screamed without exception. The muscles and bones on their bodies were burned and melted away inch by inch, and they themselves became part of the red and black mud in extreme pain and resentment.
run!
The lucky ones who escaped the first round of attacks and the Mycenaean soldiers who had just woken up from their tents had this thought almost instantly when they saw the doomsday scene before them. Driven by their instinct for survival, they hurriedly turned around and crawled towards the outside of the coverage of the hole in the sky.
However, as if absorbing more life, the hole in the sky expanded again.
Dense, fiery red and black meteor showers smashed down, drowning and assimilating the Mycenaeans who tried to flee the scene.
At the same time, as the red and black mudslides proliferate, the ground is no longer safe.
“Boom!”
Amidst the dull tremors, the red-black mud flows on the ground, which were extremely hostile to all living things, spread rapidly, forming a terrifying wave that burned and melted life.
White arms stretched out from the mud, as if trying to pull the living bodies and souls into the hell filled with filth and curses.
The Mycenaean soldiers who were unable to dodge were dragged into the muddy current one by one. Amidst their tragic wails, their muscles and bones were consumed and they were gradually assimilated into a pool of red and black mud.
The fleeing Mycenaean soldiers shuddered at the sight of their companions, and hastened their pace of escape like crazy.
But how can human feet be faster than the speed at which the waves spread?
In just a moment, thousands of Mycenaeans became food for the black mud, and most of the entire Mycenae camp turned into a black ocean.
“Get out of the way!”
At the critical moment, a golden-red meteorite broke through the dark night and fell in front of the black tide. The arms wearing gold-plated wristbands collided heavily, forming a shock wave that stretched for dozens of miles.
Wow~~
The madly spreading black tide seemed to encounter an invisible wall and was stopped instantly.
Yes, I am saved...
The survivors who escaped the disaster were pale and gasping for breath, all looking with gratitude at the divine-blood hero who had single-handedly blocked the black tide.
That seemed to be Diana, the princess of the Amazon tribe.
Although she had defeated the divine blood hero of Mycenae and helped Sparta seize the position of leader of Mycenae, that was a fair victory.
And in times of crisis, the kindness that came to their aid, the Mycenaeans, was enough to convince them.
But before they could come forward to thank her, Diana turned around and shouted in a serious tone:
"Don't stop, keep going!"
At this time, the black tide that was blocked outside the light curtain continued to accumulate and change shape.
Then, a slender figure wearing a black cloak and winged flying shoes emerged from the black tide and suddenly swung the purple-red curved sword in his hand that looked like a sickle.
“Crack!”
The magic barrier that Diana built with her divine wristband was instantly shattered, and the black tide spread forward again.
At the same time, humanoid monsters wearing armor and with red and black lines on their skin emerged from the red and black mud flow.
Their makeup and clothing were exactly the same as those of the Mycenaean soldiers who had died earlier.
Then, under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the red and black clay dolls rushed forward like wild beasts, knocked down the lagging refugees, and bit them fiercely.
Amidst the continuous screams, dozens of unlucky guys had their throats and arteries torn apart one after another. They gasped, blood spurted from their necks, and their hands and feet gradually stopped twitching.
And amid the horrifying sounds of sucking and biting, the victims, whose facial features were distorted with fear and whose pupils were dilated, became food for the monsters one after another and were eaten away into pale skeletons.
Then, these monsters were still not satisfied after the dinner, as if they still had endless appetite.
They raised their heads again, gazing greedily at the living beings in front of them. A little scarlet light flickered deep in their empty eye sockets, filled with resentment towards death and hatred towards the living.
What’s even more terrifying is that the white skeletons that were submerged by the black tide were also covered with red and black mud shells and became part of this army of monsters.
"Bastard!"
Seeing the soldier she had saved with great difficulty being killed again, Diana became furious and tried to draw her sword to stop it.
However, the monster that had previously destroyed the magic barrier stood in front of her. The familiar attire and appearance made Diana instantly realize that this was the mysterious man who had fought with her in Sparta.
With the help of the Black Tide, his strength increased several times, making it difficult for Diana to break free from his entanglement.
Without the obstruction of the Amazon princess, the black tide, carrying with it the red and black clay dolls that looked like evil spirits, once again rapidly spread towards the refugees.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Screams came one after another, which came not only from the massacre by the clay dolls, but also from the erosion and transformation of the black tide.
Once humans are stained with the red and black mud, red and black vascular lines will bulge and spread on their bodies, causing these people to lose their minds, become bloodthirsty and violent, roaring and rushing towards nearby kind, starting a bloody killing.
Outside, the twin Spartans who came with the Blood Guards swung their swords and swept across. The two Mycenaean soldiers, holding short swords in their hands, rushed towards him frantically, and their heads fell off. However, the two faces facing them were full of crazy expressions, which made the brothers Pollux and Castor's scalps numb.
Crazy, all the Mycenaeans are crazy!
"Back off! Back off!"
Diana raised her shield to block the opponent's sickle-shaped sword in front of her, turned sideways to take off the starlight flying crown on her forehead, swung her hand and threw it out, knocking away the mysterious clay doll entangled with her, and at the same time took the opportunity to shout a warning to the coalition soldiers and heroes who came to support from the rear.
"Be careful of the black tide on the ground and the fire rain in the sky. Don't let these things stick to you!"
The God-Blood heroes, who were experienced in combat, immediately restrained the soldiers of their respective city-states, ordering them to protect the survivors who had escaped and retreat as quickly as possible. The priests cast their blessings, and the magicians and alchemists rebuilt defenses in high places.
However, the response and escape of humans could not keep up with the speed of the spread of the black tide and the rain of fire. Not to mention that there were a large number of clay dolls and infected people along the way, frantically hunting down living creatures and creating chaos.
"Distance: 500 meters! Charge three times, release!"
At this moment, Penthesilea arrived with the most elite Amazon female warriors in the coalition, and cooperated with the forces of other city-states to suppress the spreading black tide and the army of clay dolls.
Puff puff puff!
One after another, powerful arrows as long as one and a half meters were shot out, smashing thousands of clay dolls into pieces.
But the small area cleared by the arrow still seemed insignificant compared to the black tide that continued to pour down from the sky and expand on the ground.
Crash!
The red and black mud flows surging on the ground created waves dozens of feet high, covering the Allied heroes and Amazon warriors gathered in front of the battle, trying to devour the flesh, blood and divinity of these essences.
Buzz buzz buzz!
At this moment, the night sky suddenly brightened, and one after another glittering meteorites fell, piercing through the black tide and blasting the densely packed clay dolls into pieces.
They all looked up and discovered that what were falling were not stars, but twinkling divine patterns.
Titan runes, Hermetic text, linear letters and other symbols representing mystery and wisdom fell like dense artillery shells, plowing the area occupied by the black tide over and over again.
Looking at the several figures standing like a fortress under the starlight, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Hecate, Hermes, Circe, Medea, Helen... all the humanoid turrets who are most proficient in magic in the team have arrived, and now they can finally temporarily suppress the spread of the black tide.
At the same time, the two true gods who led the team to the scene lived up to expectations and took out countermeasures.
Hecate, who was proficient in spells, raised her hand lightly, and thousands of stars in the sky were pulled down from all directions, forming a sealed cage, which slowly gathered and pulled the rolling black tide and a group of corroded alienated lives into the light film.
In contrast, those lucky ones who escaped the disaster were protected one by one.
Then, Hermes, who was good at alchemy and material transformation, gathered soil into a mountain and fossils into a wall, temporarily building a simple defense line to separate the battlefield.
The powerful suppression finally bought everyone a brief respite, but the black torrent that was absorbed into the light film continued to churn, constantly changing its shape and crashing into the starlight barrier that trapped them, trying to break free from the surrounding confinement.
Fortunately, although the starlight barrier was stretched to the point of being deformed, it still maintained excellent toughness and did not give the black tide a chance to break through the cage.
Just as everyone was letting out a long breath, a scarlet band of light shot out from the depths of the black tide, like a spear with the force of thunder that instantly pierced through the entire starlight barrier.
At the same time, the ground shook violently.
A giant god with red and black lines all over his body and a body as tall as a mountain stepped out of the altar covered with black mud and strode towards the people behind the simple defense line.
After a night of chaos, the sun had gradually broken through the morning mist, revealing the full appearance of the giant god.
Their eyes fell on that empty and cold face, and Hermes and Hecate couldn't help but gasp.
——Kronos, the Titan King?
Almost at the same time, one after another tall, gloomy, hideous, or twisted figures emerged from the surging black tide.
Among them are giants, Titans, monsters, gods and monsters...
There are even warriors from the Atlantis Kingdom, as well as humanoid individuals wearing even older clothing and from even older times...
Without exception, they are all made up of red and black sludge, and the heart-pounding eerie aura on their bodies surges like a tide, making people feel as if they are facing a dead world.
The monsters in the battle of the giants, the Atlanteans in the attack and defense of Crete, and the golden humans who perished earlier!
At this moment, the God-Blood Heroes and soldiers who had noticed the clues changed their expressions one after another, and looked at the red and black six-sided cube in the sky that kept changing its shape and pouring black mud onto the ground.
A term that could be called a nightmare and a taboo emerged in the minds of many Greeks, bringing with it a fear engraved in their blood and souls:
——Pandora’s Box!
(End of this chapter)
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