The Greece Antagonist

——"Do not insult the loser with the victor's pose, understand how to respect your opponent, this person is still decent."

Just as everyone calmed down this small disturbance, the situation on the field had also settled.

With the support of the Amazon warriors, the already dwindling numbers of Magic Beasts and Giants were quickly encircled and eliminated one by one.

Not long after, the Divine Blood Heroes, previously rescued by Luo En from the Underground Temple, arrived on the battlefield to provide support, led by Hercules and the Twins, through the dense woodlands on the other side of the hills.

Clearly, they had also been transported to a region far from the battlefield by the influence of Earth Authority.

But due to the stalwart resistance of the Thessaly defenders and the successive arrivals of reinforcements, the carefully planned assault by the Giant Spirit Clan was completely dismantled.

Seeing their kin falling one after another and the gathered Magic Beasts nearly obliterated, several terrified Giants dared not linger any longer. They dove into the cracked fissures in the ground and fled the bloody battlefield.

Having learned from past failures, the heroes dared not pursue too deeply but quickly cleared the battlefield, destroying the opened underground passageways to prevent those Giants from reemerging.

Thus, this continually twisting battle for Thessaly finally came to an end.

~~

"Actually withstood it?"

Atop a distant mountain, enveloped in blue light, Triton looked at the heap of Magic Beast remains and Giant corpses on the battlefield, and the Thessaly Royal City, which stood unyielding amid the smoke, and deeply furrowed his brow.

He had thought that under such intense onslaught, this city of humans would surely fall.

He had planned to wait until Admetos was at his wit's end, Zeus's Temple overturned, the Sacred Flame extinguished, then he himself would lead the Mechanical God and Automaton Soldiers of the Sea God Temple to rescue them from both fire and water.

By then, he could seize the opportunity to vie for the greatest benefits for his Father God Poseidon, establishing the faith of the Sea God on these ruins.

However, he had not expected that beside the demigods of Zeus and Apollo, even Artemis had intervened.

Moreover, the card the Goddess of the Hunt played was her most elite Amazon warriors from his own ranks.

Besides, that man from Athens, very strong!

Triton thought of the branch spear that had split the battlefield earlier, his eyes flashing with deep wariness, and he turned to look at Ares standing behind him.

"Against him, what are your chances of winning?"

"Twenty percent..."

Ares replied gravely, then gazing at the large pit left in the center of the battlefield, furrowed his brow, and added slowly.

"If that is all his strength..."

That low?

Upon hearing this, Triton deeply furrowed his brow again.

It seemed that both his Father God and he had severely underestimated the difficulty of Thessaly.

Should he then ask his Father God to dispatch more forces to ensure the Sea God Temple could dominate in this clash?

But soon, he shook his head to dismiss this thought.

Anyone can fight with the wind at their back, if he, a Prince, only knew how to oppress with power, how would he be any different from those who repeatedly failed?

Triton squinted his eyes in thought, his gaze flickering.

He just wanted Thessaly to convert to the worship of the Sea God, not necessarily to fight to the death against that top hazard from Athens.

If they needn't be enemies, then why not turn an enemy into a friend?

Besides, that Athens hero appeared to have a very obvious weakness...

Triton glanced at a certain top hazard's entourage and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Where is Aphrodite?"

"She went to check on some unusual activity in the rear mountain."

"Let her come back, I have a more important task for her."

As Ares stood leaning against a tree trunk, he looked puzzled.

"What do you need her for?"

"Of course, to deal with that guy you're not sure you can beat."

"Her? A useless support model!"

Ares's face showed surprise, full of dissatisfaction.

Triton shot a disdainful look at his brute companion and snorted coldly.

"There is more than one way to win, the outcome of a battle is not merely confined to fists, stop arguing and bring her here immediately!"

Just as the Mechanical God Ares turned around reluctantly under orders, a graceful figure emerged from the shade of the trees.

"No need, I'm already here."

Following that, the returning Mechanical Goddess Aphrodite ascended a gentle slope and gazed toward a busy figure in the Royal City, her beautiful eyes shimmering with light.

"The task this time is set on him, right?"

Triton nodded subconsciously, having just explained his plan, but it seemed like he heard a swallowing sound somewhere in the depths.

While the two high-ranking officials of the Sea God Temple were unaware, a faint red-black pattern seemed to ripple within the shadow cast by the Mechanical Goddess Aphrodite on the ground.

~~

"Bang!"

A thick fist smashed the blue-black stone wall to pieces; Alcyoneus, the king of the Cottus, stood at the cave entrance, his face grim as he looked over a disorderly Underground Temple.

"Where is that woman?"

"She, she's gone..."

The seven female Giants named Alcyonides answered timidly, then quickly bowed their heads, too scared to meet the angry gaze of their father.

"I should have never trusted that woman!"
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Nearby, a Giant with serpentine legs sneered darkly, his narrow vertical pupils filled with disdain.

They were Giants, a race born for battle, regarded as so powerful that even the Gods of Olympus did not take them seriously. When had they, against a band of feeble humans, ever needed to act timidly or stoop to using trickery?

Alcyoneus, the king of the Giants, glanced at his seven trembling daughters and raised his hand to silence the Giant with serpentine legs before he spoke lightly.

"Let it go, if not this time, then next. We have plenty of time."

Hearing that the king of Giants seemed to be showing bias toward his daughters, the Giant with serpentine legs opened his mouth to vent his dissatisfaction.

"We might have time, but Antaeus is dead. He was an ally I fought hard to win over."

This Giant, born from the divine union of Mother Earth Gaea and the Sea God Poseidon, had planned to defect to Poseidon, his Father God, and build him a temple using human skulls in Libya.

However, after witnessing the power of the Giants and the Old Gods, Antaeus had been persuaded to join the Cottus clan in their pursuit to create a world dominated by the Titans.

Yet, in his first battle, Antaeus had died at the hands of the demigod Hercules, falling victim to a foolish strategy meant to lure Divine Blood Heroes into the sacrificial ground.

This result indeed frustrated the Giant with serpentine legs.

"Just to have him feign defeat and draw those Divine Blood Heroes into the sacrificial ground. But look at him, showing off his strength, fighting those heroes to the death without relenting."

The more King Alcyoneus spoke, the angrier he got, eventually grasping the Giant with serpentine legs by the neck and slamming him against the wall, grunting darkly.

"I didn't hold him accountable for his reckless delay of the sacrifice, which led to so many of our kin being killed or injured, and you dare to make excuses for this fool?"

"And the sacrifice? Your so-called plan also fell through, didn't it?"

The Giant with serpentine legs' scales slipped, freeing himself from King Alcyoneus's grasp, defensively pointing at the chaotic sacrificial ground below, and sneered.

At the words, King Alcyoneus's face showed he was unable to maintain his composure, and he immediately swung his fist, ready to discipline this clansman who dared to challenge his authority.

The surrounding Giants, meanwhile, tapped stones and bones together, egging them on.

As a race fond of bravery and combat, skirmishing and fighting were their favorite spectacles.

"Enough! What time do you think it is to be fighting amongst ourselves, you fools!"

A deep, angry roar emanated from the Abyss. Surrounded by eleven Temples, the central tower ignited with blue-black flames, resembling an extremely furious face.

The overwhelming divine aura came rushing, pressing down on the Giants in the cave so heavily they trembled and could barely breathe.

Even the king of Giants and the Giant with serpentine legs could not help but subdue their haughty nature, bowing their heads respectfully and cautiously asking.

"King, have you awakened?"

"I've just regained some consciousness, but to take back the glory that belongs to the Titans, this amount of power is far from sufficient!"

The voice from within the tower huffed impatiently, growing restless.

"The sacrifices must continue!"

The two Giants looked troubled upon hearing this.

"The humans above seem to have found some strong reinforcements."

"Moreover, we have lost many of our kind for this cause."

The voice within the tower fell silent for a moment, gradually becoming deeper and more solemn.

"Reinforcements? Don't we have them? Prometheus is still bound to the cliffs of the Caucasus Mountains suffering, and Atlas is still sentenced to carry the heavens. Go free them, seize Zeus's lightning, drive Poseidon out of the sea, remove Apollo from the sun chariot, and let the world return to the Titans~!"