The Greece Antagonist

At this very moment, the Thessaly Battlefield.

Sensing the brief flare-up of a spark in the darkness swiftly extinguished, Luo En's eyes seemed to burst.

"Prometheus!"

"Good riddance!"

Kronos laughed heartily from the deep pit, his grotesque smile stretching across his half-bony, half-fleshy face.

"Prometheus, that traitor, is dead—now everyone immediately reinforce the Underground Palace and clear out that group of vermin he led in!"

Accompanied by the pulsing glory of "Divine Authority" around this Titan King, all the giant spirits blessed with "Divine Emblem" adjusted their course like wound-up machines, roaring towards the Titan Temple underground.

Even the nine Titan Main Gods, who were vigorously fighting the Olympian Gods, without exception chose to fall back to defend.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

The dense array of divine patterns fell from the sky like falling stars, exploding and spreading gore among the thousands of retreating giants and Magic Beasts. The battlefield leading to the Underground Palace's crevices was leveled.

"Chase them, we absolutely must not let them escape!"

Luo En roared orders and simultaneously launched the "Labyrinth" power, cutting off the giant army's retreat while he himself led the charge toward Kronos.

Instantly, the gods of Olympus, the heroes of the city-states, and the warriors of Thessaly, all spontaneously surged out of their positions, following the figure that was like a flag on the battlefield, forming turbulent streams. They re-engaged the vast army of the Giant Spirit Clan and held these invading foes firmly at the front line.

Seeing this, Kronos was shocked and enraged, his ten arms stretching out behind him tightened:

"You're courting death!"

Countless black light needles filled with Chaotic Power condensed in the air, forming a cloud that darkened the skies, enveloping the approaching enemy forces from above.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

However, accompanied by the sharp sound of air being torn, streaks of divine patterns swooped down from the sky, tearing the black cloud to pieces.

Immediately after, a fierce cold light arrived instantaneously, and Kronos hastily raised his ten arms behind him, blocking the withered-branch-like long spears filled with Power of Destruction.

"The battle isn't over yet, think of running away, Your Majesty?"

Luo En narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly, his back sprouting a pair of golden wings that flapped vigorously. His left hand, now freed, grabbed the tail of the spear and shook it, the spear piercing through Kronos's defenses like a venomous snake, dragging the Titan King to the ground.

In the rising dust, Kronos scrambled up, looking down at the twelve halos intertwining beneath his feet and the halo formed by twelve phantoms behind Luo En, immediately realizing that the battlefield had been sealed by his opponent's power.

If he wanted to go back and help the Titan Temple underground, he must first deal with this pesky fellow.

Unfortunately, to protect the "Divine Throne" and ensure his own invincibility, Kronos had voluntarily removed the "Crown," significantly weakening his own power.

Given these developments, the possibility of defeating this opponent, who seemed to have also achieved Divine Integration, was nearly impossible.

Should this delay prolong, the "rats" that entered the Underground Palace would break through the blockade and destroy his Titan Temple, ensuring the defeat of the Giant Spirit Clan.

But faced with such a perilous situation, Kronos didn't rage but laughed instead.

"You think you only have to deal with me? Fool!"

As he spoke, a beam of crimson flame, woven from ten Divine Emblems, erupted from behind Kronos, bursting into a dazzling blood color.

"Typhon, take down War God Mountain within a quarter-hour and join forces with me, Olympus shall be yours!"

A gloomy roar echoed across the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula, stirring a fierce and murderous aura.

Simultaneously, boisterous, vicious laughter echoed above the Aegean Sea.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, good, I agree!"

In Athens, dark clouds covered the sky, and the rain lashed fiercely.

As the continuous Beast Tide exhausted the coastal defenses, the outer seawall had completely collapsed.

Dense swarms of Magic Beasts and Divine Monsters, riding the surging waters, attacked the last barriers of War God Mountain and the Acropolis of Athens.

Facing the incessant waves of monsters, the centuries of faith amassed in the Athens Great Temple were being rapidly depleted; the limited defense forces were increasingly unable to maintain the front against the endless Beast Tide.

"Crack!"

In the storm's epicenter, thunderbolts suddenly exploded, tearing through the swirling winds and bringing a pale sliver of light to this world, seemingly plunged into chaos.

And under this ephemeral brightness, hundreds of ferocious dragon heads with fine black scales emerged, either from beneath the water or from the dark clouds. Each mouth with its dark, flickering forked tongue emerged through the dense starlight aiming for the Acropolis of Athens. Hundreds of terrifying eyes occasionally spewed flames, and their malicious roars varied—sometimes like a bull's bellow, a lion's roar, or a dog's bark, sounding like thunder, resounding through the extremities.

Even just hearing this sound afar, the soldiers stationed at the Acropolis of Athens couldn't help but feel their limbs go cold, their trembling hands barely holding onto their spears and shields.

Worse still, a ferocious black dragon head had already smashed through the outer barrier of starlight, revealing its stark white teeth to the feeble human defenders on the walls.

"Boom!"

Like a volcanic eruption, a roar erupted from behind, a burning cannonball soared through the air, blasting Typhon's head that had breached the barrier into flying shreds.

The rescued soldiers almost dropped their jaws in shock, turning their heads in unison toward Hestia, who had appeared behind them.