Chapter 67 Blood Rage, Entering Rampage
"According to the will of the goddess, if you encounter any difficulties, you can ask for help."
After finishing the cup, King Minos stated his intentions in a serious tone and looked at Lorne opposite him with sharp eyes.
"I invited you here this time to ask for advice on how to deal with the second wave of beasts?"
Obviously, after a period of observation and thinking, he finally determined who was the person Athena was looking for.
Lorne put down his cup and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"They retreated?"
"not yet."
King Minos shook his head, spread out the sea chart presented by Princess Ariadne on the table, and pointed to a sea area not far from Crete.
"We anticipated the first wave of attacks. They suffered a great loss when they landed, with many casualties. In addition, the semi-god-level Siren Banshee who led them was killed by the Lord Messenger of God. These beasts lost their leader and fell into chaos, so they temporarily retreated here to rest."
As he spoke, the old man looked at Anna opposite him and nodded to express his gratitude and respect.
Hearing this, Loen glanced at the little Medusa beside him.
So that's what happened. I was wondering why the beast tide last night was suppressed so quickly.
Noticing the gaze from Lorne, little Medusa lowered her head guiltily.
However, the expected blame did not come as expected. Instead, a hand emitting warmth covered her little head and stroked it gently.
When he raised his head and stole a glance, those purple eyes were filled with a hint of doting and concern.
Little Medusa couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, and she felt more confident and sat up straight.
“Bang!”
But as soon as the little head straightened, it was hit hard by a slap in the face.
"Next time, don't take risks like this alone!"
A light hum was heard in her ears, and little Medusa held her head and nodded angrily.
After briefly teaching his reckless "sister" a lesson, Loen turned his attention back to the attack and asked the questions that concerned him.
"What are the specific losses of both sides?"
"In Knossos, 37 people were killed and 58 people were seriously injured; in Norcia, 87 people were killed and 153 people were seriously injured; in Gidos, 92 people were killed and 118 people were seriously injured... In total, nearly 200 people on the entire island of Crete completely lost their combat effectiveness."
King Minos paused and added.
"Of course, the losses of those beasts were even greater. A rough estimate is that more than 2,000 sea monsters and sea beasts of all sizes died in the first wave of attacks."
Lorne listened quietly, his expression not relaxing much.
With careful planning, we achieved a casualty ratio of nearly one to ten, which seems to be okay.
But there is a terrifying gap in size between the Sea of Oceanus and the Island of Crete.
According to his observations on the island of Aeolus over the past decade, most of the sea beasts and monsters in the Sea of Oceanus are only in the middle and lower levels of this huge ecosystem, and there are almost as many of them as there are.
Only the clans with divine blood can barely squeeze into the middle and high levels of the ecosystem.
But on the Cretan side, the number of humans was extremely limited.
Among the various cities, there are even fewer people who can leave their jobs to join the army and form combat effectiveness. Even if they are added together, there are only a few tens of thousands of people at best.
Every loss is a huge loss for Crete.
In the first confrontation, three hundred people lost their combat effectiveness. The situation was actually not optimistic.
What's more, this is just the tide of sea beasts that were driven here to take the lead, and few of the real divine blood clans have shown up yet.
If it were more extreme, and if we took into account the million-strong army of Atlantis, not to mention Loen, even Athena would not be able to save the Minoans.
No wonder the goddess of wisdom tried her best to avoid a head-on conflict between Crete and Atlantis, and took the initiative to bring the matter to Olympus and directly banned the accounts of the ocean gods.
Otherwise, the Minoans would have to prepare to dig pits and graves in advance.
Loen thought about the current situation in his mind, and couldn't help but pinch his sore brows, secretly comforting himself.
But there is no need to be so pessimistic.
Sea beasts are different from human armies. They can be summoned and dismissed at will. This is an advantage as well as a disadvantage.
As long as a few leaders can be defeated, they will become a mess.
Moreover, this is the age of mythology.
On the battlefield, powerful individuals can easily change the situation and determine the outcome of a battle.
For example, this time, as soon as little Medusa killed the demigod-level Siren, the first wave of gathering beasts could no longer be sustained.
And if Atlantis's million-strong army could really pose a threat to the gods, it would not have sunk to the bottom of the sea.
Don’t be afraid, it’s still possible!
Loen adjusted his mentality and gave his own judgment.
"It seems that the first wave of beasts was indeed a test."
"It's also revenge..."
King Minos sighed, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened a little, and he added faintly.
"According to a captured Siren, the blood clan of the gods on the Oceanus Sea were massacred by humans some time ago, so they gathered together and launched a beast tide to seek revenge."
“…”
Luo En's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and after a brief pause, his voice was filled with a hint of indignation.
"Oh, that's a really clean move. Crete probably can't blame the sea god this time!"
The old King Minos did not say anything, but clenched his fists tighter, with a faint sound of bones crackling, and his whole face was gloomy.
Seeing that this old man was almost furious and went into a rampage when he mentioned an old enemy, Loen quietly moved his chair back and coughed dryly.
"Well, Your Majesty, speaking of which, I have always had a question that I hope you can answer."
King Minos came back to his senses, suppressed the anger on his face, forced a smile, and nodded slightly.
"Please go ahead."
"That great sacrifice to Poseidon, the god of the sea, shouldn't have been so simple, right? It seems a bit counterintuitive for humans to offer sacrifices to gods, and for gods to provide their own offerings..."
When Loen saw King Minos' body stiffen slightly, he couldn't help but understand, and changed the subject, adding quietly.
"Moreover, a mere animal offered as a sacrifice to the gods should not be enough to make a monarch who has always been known for his virtue abandon his reputation and risk offending the gods by forcibly detaining it."
"No, I did take it..."
Unexpectedly, King Minos on the opposite side slowly shook his head, confirming his crime of blasphemy.
However, that old body was trembling slightly, and the veins on his fists were bulging, as if he was enduring great humiliation and anger.
After a long silence, the old man looked at his daughter who was accompanying him and spoke in a deep voice.
"Ariadne, go check on the dishes in the kitchen..."
"Yes, Father."
The clever princess immediately understood, nodded, left the courtyard, carefully closed the door, and disappeared at the end of the corner of the road.
Watching his daughter go away, King Minos' golden divine power surged, constructing a closed barrier that enveloped the entire courtyard.
After another long silence, the old man finally made up his mind and spoke painfully and with difficulty.
"Because, Poseidon deceived me, that was no ordinary bull, but the embodiment of Cretan divinity and power!"
“……!”
Hearing this never-before-mentioned secret, the three of them were shocked and listened attentively to the person who had witnessed the incident to tell them the true story.
"When I was fighting for the throne, I did use dishonorable means, so I was worried about the goddess's blame, so I prayed to Poseidon, hoping to get his protection.
But I didn't expect that he would take the opportunity to extract the divinity and authority of the entire island of Crete, and send it to me in the form of a bull, so that I could sacrifice it to him!"
King Minos drank a cup of fruit wine, slammed the cup on the table, and straightened his back.
"Although I long for the protection of the gods, I have never intended to sell the entire country to Poseidon! I am the king of the Minoans, not a slave tied to the chariot of the Atlanteans!"
Then the old man took a deep breath, his eyes cold and firm.
"Poseidon has no right to lay claim to the power of Crete! Only the Great Mother Goddess who protects and guides us, only the Minoans' own female ruler, Athena, is worthy of this sacrifice!"
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