The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 764 - 153 Please Go to Die, Your Majesty (6.2k)_3

Chapter 764: Chapter 153: Please Go to Die, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_3 Chapter 764: Chapter 153: Please Go to Die, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_3 Along the way, the waves parted to both sides, lifting up hundreds of feet of gigantic waves. Vast amounts of seawater vaporized, filling the air with a salty fishy smell.

The next moment, thousands of red thunderbolts plummeted toward the land.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ferocious streams of red and black light formed a sky-covering ether storm, shattering mountains, sinking lands, and collapsing cities wherever the dreadful divine power reached.

Wing-broken nymphs, burst divine monsters, disintegrating heroes, and fallen deities turned into dense golden-red blood rain, sprinkling upon the ravaged battlefield.

With just this one strike, tens of thousands of lives perished in the terrifying red thunder.

Hiss~~

The pantheon of gods, who were fiercely battling Zeus in the Olympus Temple, couldn’t help but inhale sharply in unison at the sight of the mortal world’s grievous state, their faces turning exceedingly grim.

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Made of “black mud” for the body, with “thunderbolts” for spears!

This giant god legion, forged from the two divine artifacts, “Magic Box” and “Thunderbolt,” was terrifyingly powerful.

Under such a level of assault, it wouldn’t be long before all humans on the surface would be annihilated.

And relying on the power of faith for support, they too were heading toward their demise in their struggle against Zeus.

“Worry about these ants? Better worry about yourselves first!”

In the sinister cold laugh, a thunder-flash divine staff heavily smashed towards Poseidon.

The Sea King, who hastily raised his Trident to block, had no strength to resist and was smashed into a wall like a cannonball, immediately spewing a mouthful of golden divine blood. His already pale complexion grew even more feeble, and fine light-like cracks appeared all over his body.

How is it you again, Lord Bo…

Luo En, while coordinating with Athena to withstand the sudden increase in pressure, looked resentfully towards the Sea King lying among the gravel ruins.

Now, with the Destiny Contract dissolved, the unrestricted chief gods naturally displayed their full strength.

Thus, if one were to die in battle now, resurrection shouldn’t be expected for at least a few centuries.

Worse still, before a resurrection could even occur, the soul’s nature of immortality might be eradicated prematurely by Zeus using the heavenly destiny divine authority, utterly vanishing without a trace.

Although he had to protect Lord Bo for the greater good, every time they fought as a group, this Sea King was always the first to be sacrificed, making Luo En seriously question Lord Bo’s team-player quality.

Sky, land, Hades, ocean— these four pillars of Greece and you’re supposed to be one of the dominators among them. How come you are getting worse, to the point where you can’t even withstand the fringe fights, Lord Bo? Really, can you handle it?

However, at this moment, Poseidon lying among the gravel was also feeling quite frustrated.

Could he be blamed?

In the battle of Crete Island, he lost half of his paternity rights along with the diligently managed Kingdom of Atlantis;

In the war against the giants, not only were the allied Bronze Clan annihilated, but he also nearly lost his life impulsively to his dear brother Zeus;

Although he successfully resurrected from his long sleep through the sacrifices of his wife and the remnants of the Sea God Temple, after many major debuffs across different iterations, even the Sea of Okeanos had completely slipped from his control. His title as the Sea King was now in name only; helping to share some of the pressure was already quite decent.

Could they really force him to use his head to block?

Just as Poseidon was grumbling to himself in the back, the pressure on the gods in the front like Hades, Athena, and Luo En surged, slowly becoming unable to suppress Zeus.

What was worse, the giant god legion on the sea had already started their second round of energy storage, while the black tides crazily spread under the water, integrating large numbers of sea beasts and divine monsters into parts of the black mud, driving them to advance towards the land.

“See, my divine business is unshakeable; those who oppose can only face death!” Zeus sneered as he waved his divine staff, once again empowering the black giants with the “Thunderbolt” divine authority, driving these divine soldiers to completely exterminate any voices of resistance on the land.

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Luo En immediately threw the Gun of Nation Creation, knocking Zeus’s Thunderbolt Scepter out of his hand, interrupting the secret ceremony, while his right hand stretched forward, taking a chalice brimming with divine liquid from the golden magic circle diagram before him, haughtily scoffing:

“A trump card? I have one too!”

As the chalice tilted downward, the golden divine liquid poured through the sky, showering down at a point on the Sea of Okeanos. Layers of golden ripples spread over the sea, forming a vortex-like doorway.

Simultaneously, a silhouette with twelve pairs of scarlet wings, fiery and luminous, burst from the sea surface, tossing a silver-white metal core into the air, crying out:

“The time of judgment has arrived, awaken, my brethren!”

The somber and cold voice echoed across the vast waters, as tens of thousands of blazing white streams of light shot upwards from beneath the sea surface in response.

Drawn by the silver-white metal core, variously shaped radiant entities emerged from the sea surface, ascending into the sky.

They each carried different numbers of luminous wings, wielding weapons such as swords, shields, and bows and arrows, and were clad in fully enclosed magnificent armor, which appeared not to encase flesh but a peculiar metallic fluid inside, clearly distinct from any known life forms on the surface.

And at this moment, the red-haired goddess with the most wings, raising the scarlet cross longsword in her hands, boldly inquired:

“Why have you come?”

“We, the apostles, are not apostles,

Believers, yet not believers,

Devotees, yet not devotees,

Traitors, yet not traitors,

We are the hunter hounds for the shepherd,

We serve the light,

We are the executors of divine punishment,

Our mission is to eradicate those foolishly defying our god, leaving not even a shred behind…!”

Above the clouds, where thunder and fire mingled, a glorious kingdom vaguely visible through the refraction of the silver-white metal core gradually became clear. Forty million radiant figures, devoutly crossing their hands over their chests, sang out more resoundingly around this holy temple.