The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 761 - 152 Beast, TMs beast_2

Chapter 761: Chapter 152 Beast, TM’s beast!_2 Chapter 761: Chapter 152 Beast, TM’s beast!_2 However, the Power of Fate held by The Three Fates seemed to have fully merged with Zeus, making it impossible to influence.

Moreover, His Majesty the King of Gods had an ace up his sleeve, revealing the Magic Box at a crucial moment. He utilized the spirituality of all things accumulated over several ages for his self-healing and ascension.

If things continued this way, the situation was only getting worse. They had to make a move in advance.

For a moment, the spear swept across, the Divine Shield swung, and the Bident and Trident twirled above and below as the four Great Gods in the hall charged towards Zeus sitting before the throne.

Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Melinoe, the Goddess of Conspiracy, and Metis, the Primordial Wisdom Goddess, who had been freed, slowly regained their senses. Realizing the situation, they decisively teamed up with Pandora, the Enchantress who resolutely turned on Zeus, launching spells from the periphery and providing protection for their allies.

Faced with attacks from multiple fronts, Zeus absorbed the spirituality of all things from the Magic Box while dividing his focus to deal with the assault.

Clad in armor of black mud and wielding a Thunderbolt as his sword, he balanced both offense and defense.

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Although they couldn’t harm the essence of Zeus, King of Olympus, in that moment, it did cause his energy consumption to rapidly escalate, and the wounds inflicted by the Godslaying Weapon constantly failed to heal perfectly.

Soon, the luster of the Magic Box in his hand dimmed, and the flow of spirituality into his body weakened.

“Not enough! Not enough!”

Zeus, looking displeased, after forcefully repelling the eight deities entangled with him, cast his ominous gaze towards the Lower Realm.

“For the sake of my Divine Business, let your flesh and blood serve as the Foundation!”

Thereupon, the God who monopolized Heavenly Destiny clenched the Magic Box, and the pitch-black ‘Heavenly Hole’ above his head explosively expanded, forming a black sun that enveloped the whole of Greece.

Like molten lava, the burning red and black mud flowed down from the edge of the black sun, pouring over the oceans, the lands, the mountains, and the cities…

Sizzle!

The life forms doused with the black mud, whether plants, animals, Divine Monsters, or humans, were nearly instantly melted and decomposed, merging with the black mud.

Even the protective barriers erected by various city-states continuously eroded under the black mud, sprouting fungus-like red and black patterns, gradually decaying and dissolving.

The relentless black mud infiltrated the cities, manifesting as countless mud figurines that spread disaster and death, ruthlessly harvesting the vibrant life to collect the spirituality of all things for the God high amid the stars.

“Please, no, I have children, elderly to care for!”

“What in the devil’s name? Get away! Get away! Ah…”

“Bastard, I’ll fight you with my last breath!”

In that instant, all of Greece was shrouded in horror; the people in the cities became prey to these mud figurines, and the cries of mortals for mercy, curses, and resistance were all in vain.

Countless helpless figures were dragged into the surging black mud, their bodies and souls decomposed into pure Spirit Particles, becoming the Foundation for constructing a perfect Divine Business.

Screams and mourns echoed through the city-states, whether Corinth, Thebes, Mycenae, Sparta, Thessaly, or Arcadia, all steps crumbling in panic and chaos.

Meanwhile, in Athens.

As the former leader and Order Center of Greece, it amassed a high population, thereby attracting even more black mud.

Dense swarms of mud figurines virtually covered the land; the Magic Beams they shot forth peeled off the layers of belief barriers around the Acropolis of Athens accumulated over nearly a century.

In mere moments, the entire city-state, in continuous shaking, lay bare and defenseless against the twisted multitude of mud figurines.

In such dire circumstances, faces displayed horror, resolve, or bravery as they made their diverse choices.

Some protected the weak and maintained order; others, overwhelmed by fear, fled in panic.

Some took up arms, choosing to fight to live; others hid in corners, clinging desperately to life.

Some held their loved ones, cherishing the final moments together, while others clutched onto wealth and seals, trying to grasp onto money and power even in death…

But mostly, figures gathered at the Great Temple on War God Mountain.

That was the pride of the Athenians and the Holy Land for all Greeks.

From there, the spark of civilization was transmitted, and the order of prosperity was established.

Under the guidance of that Shepherd, they restricted the Authority of the gods, overcame the invasions of giants, and established humanity’s standing upon the earth.

When his flock suffered from poisoning, it seemed they could only implore the vanished deities.

But disaster struck too fast, before mortals could reach War God Mountain, the black ooze raining from the sky had already melted through the outer protective walls, and grotesque clay figures swarmed those struggling ants attempting to gasp for breath.

Just as the supplicants fell into despair, a strong rhythm came from the top of War God Mountain, boiling Aether Tide tore apart the spreading black tide, and stars rose from the darkness.

At the same time, a cold Goddess dressed in a white gown, eyes covered with a veil, holding a splendid longsword, walked out from the starlight.

Her pale fingers caressed the sides of the Golden Scales on the sword hilt, her crimson lips solemnly chanted an authoritative decree:

“My respect is only for the eternal stars and the morals in my heart; my path is only for the fair justice and righteous judgement—chaos has arrived, order must be restored!”

Instantly, the black tide on the ground was abruptly stopped in its tracks, like waves hitting a reef.

But the twisted clay figures, not willing to retreat, charged towards the sheep under the protection of starlight:

“Immortality!”

“Immortality!”

“Immortality!”

The appointed cornerstone ants have no power of refusal or rebellion in the everlasting Divine Business of the King!

Overlooking the rampaging black beasts below, the Goddess of Justice pulled off her blindfold and coldly drew the Sword of Judgment:

“Your merits are light, your sins are heavy! Your punishment is too light, your evil is too severe! Now is the time to judge, I sentence you—all to death!”

To pursue justice, to help the weak, relying only on gentle admonishing was doomed to be ineffective.

Everything should be weighed by the scales, proclaimed by the sword!

Themis swung her sword, the heavily sinful clay figures on the ground erupted as if struck by an invisible hammer of judgment, turning into heaps of ash-like rubble, losing all vitality.

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The lambs, surviving the disaster, collapsed on the ground, crying with joy.

But as they gazed at the still expanding dark hole in the sky and the continuous pouring of red-black mud, a profound sense of shared doom filled their hearts.

The divine punishment of world destruction had begun, and all of Greece was plunged into dire straits.

Even if Athens could temporarily survive this catastrophe, how long could it last?

Outside, it was probably already hell.

As those alive on the scene were immersed in sorrow, 88 bright pillars of light burst through the Sanctuary, fired from War God Mountain towards the dark “Heavenly Hole.”

Buzzing loudly!

The ancient astrolabe lit up one by one, crisscrossing and rotating to form a vast and desolate group of stars, eventually casting bright stellar light over the entire sky of the Greek world.

Sizzling sounds!

Beams of scorching starlight, like swords cutting through the sky, mercilessly sliced open the spreading black tide and pushed it inch by inch back into the “Heavenly Hole.”

The black tide eager to collect spirituality naturally refused to cease, red-black mud streams broke through the starlight’s blockade, plunging towards the oceans, lands, forests, and human city-states, like a red-black meteor shower.

One by one, the clay figures bred within crazily hunted and assimilated all living beings around them, continuing their assigned mission.

Themis pointed her sword and commanded loudly:

“Eliminate all evil, clear the remnants!”

Instantly, stars above War God Mountain fell one after another towards various locations in Greece, dozens of Holy Warriors clad in Sacred Robes, bathed in tricolor radiance of gold, silver, and cyan, led neatly arrayed Pegasus Knights, charging toward the areas where the black tide spread.

Behind them were Typhon’s Offspring led by the Mother of Serpents, the remnants of Titans led by Prometheus, The Three Graces, The Nine Muses…

These inherently powerful species, these deities once relied on and worshipped, rushed resolutely to the most dangerous battlefield.

Figures bearing the light of stars stood mightily upon the earth, continually compressing the domain of the doomsday black tide, reclaiming the world meant for all living beings.

Even if this world was tattered and torn, there were always those to mend it.