The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 563 - 64: Simple, I’ll Just Take the Throne (Two chapters for a total of 7.2k words, asking for votes at the end of the month)

Meanwhile, in Thessaly.

The city walls had collapsed, and corpses littered the ground.

Just as a group of Divine Blood Heroes, thinking that this day marked Thessaly and their own end, was being driven back, a sorrowful yet dazzling pale silver Thunderbolt descended upon the city battlements, revealing an imposing figure holding a Divine Shield and the Thunderbolt Scepter.

An impulse to revere and an ecstatic joy of surviving calamity sprang spontaneously in everyone’s hearts.

The Guardian God worshiped by Thessaly had finally descended!

Zeus? How could this be! Hadn’t that woman said he wouldn’t intervene?

Outside the city, Kronos saw this scene with disbelief.

Hadn’t that woman said that he wouldn’t intervene?

"Your Majesty, he’s come, our plan may have already been exposed; you and Lord Typhon have yet to fully recover. To be safe, shall we retreat first?"

Prometheus squeezed his way out from among the giants and stepped forward cautiously to remind.

However, Kronos’s gaze turned icy as he ground his teeth in retort.

"So what? How can the gods of Olympus scattered all over react so quickly? Even if Zeus arrives first, it’s just a bluff!"

Thinking this, Kronos’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light.

"Good, let’s kill the bastard now!"

Saying so, the Titan King gestured the command for a full-scale assault, and legions of giants and Magic Beasts surged towards the breach in the collapsed city walls.

In the face of the tide-like surge of monsters, Zeus atop the city walls raised the Thunderbolt Scepter in his hands and struck the ground, issuing a high-pitched cry.

"Pantheon of Gods of Olympus, assemble here, to sweep away the formidable enemy!"

Instantaneously, the night sky twinkled with stars, with beams of starlight plummeting before Thessaly City.

Hisss hisss hisss!

The piercing shrill of the air being slit resounded continuously as the sun-obscuring Divine Pattern Spears, like meteor showers, plummeted down; the Magic Beasts that had charged through the breach in the city walls, like wheat before the farmer’s scythe, fell en masse, pinned to the ground.

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Subsequently, the uniform footsteps, like muffled thunder, traveled from afar, creating an earth-shattering rumble. Amidst the spreading dust, a phalanx wearing Spartan helmets and wielding bronze shields, with spears densely arrayed within their ranks, closed in a concave arc to intercept and encompass, and all of them were uniformly ferocious, muscle-bound warriors.

"No prisoners! No mercy!"

A pair of relatively slender twin brothers, each holding sword and shield and stationed at both flanks, beat their swords against their shields as they let out a chilling roar.

The soldiers skillfully overlapped their bronze shields and thrust their spears through the gaps, cruelly and resolutely advancing, dispatching any metal constructs in their path with a gory dispatchment and impaling the few hundred remaining stragglers like hedgehogs, effectively sealing off most of the breach and not forgetting to deploy personnel to the sides, replacing their exhausted allies.

These flesh and blood bodies, like grinding millstones, crushed the Magic Beasts attempting to break through the blockade into fragments.

One might even wonder if they were real monsters draped in human skin.

"Castor and Polux! It’s Sparta’s reinforcements!"

King Admetos, upon seeing those familiar figures at the forefront of the troops, was suddenly filled with immense joy.

It seemed that the loud voices had attracted the enemy’s attention as flocks of winged dragons took to the skies, swooping down toward King Admetos.

However, before these beasts came near, golden arrows rained down from the sky like a torrent, instantly shooting down two-thirds of the winged dragon forces.

Simultaneously, hundreds of Griffins emerged from the starlight and charged at the remaining winged dragons, methodically slaughtering these lower-order Dragonkin.

Watching the familiar figure riding atop the lead Griffin, King Admetos’s heart surged with emotion.

"Lord Apollo!"

His close friend had also arrived.

"Divine Blood Guard, assemble, charge!"

Admetos, invigorated, promptly summoned his army and heroes to sally forth from the city gates, forcefully wielding their notched weapons and felling one monster after another, ready to join with the reinforcements.

However, just as their morale was soaring, the giants at the rear could no longer hold back. They trampled any Magic Beasts in their path into pulp, swinging clubs, mountains, and other weapons toward the crowd, the crimson shock waves lifting severed limbs and torsos into the air wherever they passed.

The bodies of mortals were, after all, far too frail compared with the power of the deities.

"Athena above, by my shield, protect the city-state! By my sword, call forth victory!"

But just as the giants thought to advance the front line, a series of radiant figures like shooting stars descended through the starlight.

Thousands of knights in identical Poseidon Divine Armaments mounted on Pegasus, led by dozens of Holy Warriors, launched an onslaught on the cluster of giants, and those lumbering, towering forms, facing the Divine Blood fighters bolstered by Sacred Robes and mounted on Pegasus, became lambs to the slaughter.

It’s Athens’ Pegasus knights! And the Holy Warriors!

The reinforcements from War God Mountain had also arrived!

Telamon and Cainis, guarding the King, looked up to confirm and couldn’t help but sigh with relief.

Followed by that, in the woodlands to the southeast of Thessaly, dust billowed as Hydra, with its nine mountain-like serpent heads, reared and spat venom, flame, and frost, sweeping massive areas of the outer periphery of Magic Beasts and giants.

The Mother of Serpents, with a serpentine lower half and purple-patterned scales, conjured densely packed Magic Circle Diagrams before her, and outside the city walls, amid thunderous sounds, the terrain drastically changed; vast swaths of poison marsh, rockfall, and earth spikes sprouted incessantly.