The Greece Antagonist

As the Persian secret mages approached, the Athenian scholars on the deck each displayed their ultimate skills.

The first to strike was Anaxagoras.

He was the founder of the Wisdom Seed School, proficient in geometry, astronomy, and mathematics, believing that the essence of the sun is a mass of burning matter, the moon, like the earth, also has valleys, meteorites are stones falling from the sun, thunder is produced by the collision of clouds, and lightning is the result of friction between clouds, all can be controlled by humans.

Due to his denial that celestial bodies are sacred, he was accused of desecrating the sacred, but thanks to Pericles' mediation, he survived, later being exiled from Athens on charges of "impiety."

However, misfortune and fortune are interdependent.

Based on these theoretical achievements, he gained an in-depth understanding of celestial bodies and nature, thereby mastering the Hermes Trismegistus Sector's astrology and alchemy, becoming a master in this field.

"When the stars are positioned rightly, it should be the time for judgment!"

Anaxagoras solemnly chanted in the Hermes Script, and the sky immediately manifested one ancient star chart after another, summoning meteorites ranging from several meters to several kilometers in diameter from the void, successively crashing toward the Persian secret mages.

Several secret mages were caught off guard, and both they and their flying carpets were smashed into pulp.

Then, an elderly man with gray curly hair but a robust spirit stepped up.

His movements were not many, but with each wave of his hand, a Persian secret mage was shot down.

This was an extremely perverse magic targeting ability.

Every move seemed effortless, but each magic attack, like a guided missile, could always hit the enemy perfectly.

Once he locked onto a target, no matter what evasive actions were taken, it was to no avail.

Since the start of the war, this old man's attacks have never missed, consistently maintaining a 100% hit rate, more absurd than professional artillerymen.

And his name was Pythagoras, possessing outstanding talents in mathematics and geometry.

Next, even Plato couldn't resist getting involved:

"I wield the Sword of Justice, and philosophy reigns supreme!"

In the solemn Divine Word, Hermes Script formed around him, automatically intertwining, giving rise to various magic circle diagrams, which then layered ring upon ring, constructing an ideal magic kingdom.

Any secret mages invading this domain were instantly stripped of their casting power, falling into the sea like dumplings.

"You Persian barbarians, awaken!"

Plato clenched his fingers forward, causing the surrounding colorful magic tides to erupt in a violent explosion, nearly turning the vicinity into a vacuum zone, crushing the Persian secret mages and their summoned magic lamp spirits under terrifying suppression.

Seemingly unsatisfied, this great philosopher casually tore off his loose scholar's robe, revealing exaggeratedly muscular arms capable of killing a bull with one punch, and like a cannonball, he leapt into the sea, showcasing his exquisite Pankration fighting skill.

A few unfortunate Persian secret mages had just managed to break free from the restraints and decrees of the [Ideal Country] when they saw a fist the size of a casserole dish rapidly magnify before their eyes, turning their entire bodies into a mass of scraps.

On the ship, Aristotle sighed helplessly.

Although their school all studied Pankration, the one most skilled and obsessed with it was undoubtedly Teacher Plato.

To learn the purest Pankration fighting skill, it's said that this teacher privately registered as a Pankration fighter, frequently organizing matches.

We are scholars, not butchers, be elegant!

Aristotle secretly murmured in his heart, then raised his hand slightly forward.

Instantly, the magic factors dispersed in the air frantically converged, forming blue, red, yellow, and white vortices on the sea.

For a moment, fireballs, ice cones, earth spikes, light streams... emerged in quick succession, becoming a magical assault reminiscent of a meteor shower, instantly covering the sky.

The colorful blurring and consecutive explosions lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour.

And during this time, the four-color vortices were not limited to single-attribute magic attacks but constantly produced new adaptations for the battlefield:

The internal red and blue flame-frost combinations, meteoric falling rocks ignited like meteorites, large water-earth marshes to restrict movements… these varied compound magic caused great difficulty for the vengeful Persian secret mages, dramatically increasing casualties.

"Aristotle, your Four Elements Theory has improved quite a lot."

A black-haired youth wearing a scholar's robe stepped forward, speaking with a tone of appreciation, eyes reflecting a desire to compete.

His name was Archimedes, not much older than Aristotle, having successively studied at the Athens Academy and completing his education, they were considered fellow alumni.

But during school, he was always overshadowed by this senior, feeling inevitably dissatisfied.

Now with a rare opportunity, he naturally wanted a proper contest.

Under the surge of the magic tides, Archimedes rose into the air, with hexagonal mirrors behind him arranged circularly.

"Witness this perfect circle, limitless light!"

With a deep murmur, the brilliance of the sun and moon was absorbed, focused, and refracted by the hexagonal mirrors behind Archimedes, eventually concentrating into scorching magic streams, igniting several Persian secret mages and the flying carpets beneath them into charred remains.

The philosopher Heraclitus, who proposed the [Living Fire] theory, could no longer suppress his urge and joined the academic showcase.

"The world begins with a cause, ends with an order, its past, present, and future is an eternal living fire, burning in proper measure, extinguishing in proper measure! Thus, light is ubiquitous, descend now—dispel the darkness of ignorance, igniting the eternal flame of order!"

In the scholarly chant of Divine Word, the fireball fully released shone like a dazzling golden sun.

As it smashed down over the sea, a massive whirlpool first formed, which then exploded with a roar.

Instantly, blazing white light flickered, causing pain to the eyes of friends and foes alike, the vision turned blinding, and a terrifying mushroom cloud rose up.

Thus, hundreds of Persian secret mages who came for revenge were completely wiped out in this grand academic performance, barely touching the fleet.

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"A bunch of useless fools!"

In the Persian camp, Darius III slammed his fist onto the chair, his face turning as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Due to their special status, the spellcasters usually looked down on others, sometimes even daring to offend even him, a member of royalty.

Yet, on the battlefield, several hundred secret mages were repelled by less than a hundred foreign mages in a single charge.

Really looking good but proving useless!

And seeing the black fleet on the sea turning their cannons again, seemingly planning to bombard his camp anew, Darius III couldn't help but grumble, gritting his teeth:

"Let them go up!"

A moment later, dozens of floating battle ships shaped predominantly like elongated flying boats rose within the camp.

These were Divine Armaments named "Vimana," flying devices recorded in the ancient Indian epics "Ramayana" and "Mahabharata," seats of the Sun God, Indra, and other gods.

The ships were crafted from gold and embedded with emeralds, forming a floating structure with radiant wings when deployed. Their power cores utilized mercury as a fuel for the Light Energy Conversion System, releasing energy through sun crystals to achieve vertical takeoff and landing and high-speed mobility, reaching speeds exceeding sound barriers.

To achieve quick victories and gain royal favor, he invested heavily to introduce these divine war tools from the Indian Divine Era.

Watching the oncoming Light Shining Boat, the Roman academic group chuckled rather than panicked:

"Alright, after finishing class, it's time to showcase the results of our academic research to the other side."

When it comes to technology, how could India possibly compare to Atlantis?

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sea surged, with several unknown flying objects' silvery white armor plates slowly unfolding, peculiar rhythms spreading, space vibrating, light patterns converging, then scarlet energy beams shot out from the circular gemstone core of the metallic spheres, shooting down an Indian warship.

——Wide Area Annihilation Weapons!