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Chapter 386 You Can't Learn This Boxing Technique (Please Subscribe, Read, and Comment)

After Martin and Persephone had agreed, they prepared to go find Diana. Of course, they had to inform her in advance of such a big thing so that they could act better.

But he soon discovered that Persephone was not good at dealing with this kind of scene.

As a god, she is proficient in the abilities brought by her divine power, such as planting and nurturing life, control over the underworld, etc.

But other than that, her abilities can only be described as average.

But this is normal. Hades in this world has been hiding in the underworld as a otaku for thousands of years, and all he thinks about is how to overthrow his brothers.

Persephone was under his control, so of course it was impossible for her to learn more. The rules of the underworld were very clear, and there were no skills that required her to train and develop specifically.

But now that she has left the underworld and is going to fight the Olympian gods, she must learn more knowledge to ensure her own safety.

Martin didn't have time to provide Persephone with comprehensive training, so he just took the time to tell her how to express her ideas in front of others and arouse other people's emotions.

Martin, Arthur and Diana were the ones who engaged in physical fights, and the goddess only needed to learn how to talk.

Persephone just had no experience with this, so she seemed a little flustered. After Martin's guidance, she quickly understood the key points of the speech and patted her chest to assure Martin that there would be absolutely no problem.

"Well, I believe you!"

Did Martin really believe it? Only half of it.

He believed that Persephone understood what he said, but it was hard to say whether he could use all these knowledge points in front of the Amazons.

Fortunately, the most important thing in this plan is Persephone's identity. As long as she stands in front of the Amazons and makes it clear that she wants to break with Mount Olympus, the rest will be much easier.

"I'm going to talk to Diana about how to fight later. Think about what you want to say. Don't get so excited when you meet those gods that you don't know what to say."

Martin finished speaking and prepared to leave.

Persephone tilted her head. She had so many thoughts in her mind that a whole day would not be enough to talk about them all.

So she had to make a choice.

Hearing that Martin was leaving, Persephone blinked and asked, "This temple enshrines all twelve gods and is protected by divine power. How did you get in?"

"Isn't it too late to ask this question now?"

Martin said jokingly, "I used my shadow to get in. The power that those main gods can project into the material world is too little. Before they had a chance to show off their power, I used your divine authority to fool them."

"Also, shouldn't there be eleven main gods?"

This is what Martin really cares about.

Persephone shook her head and said, "Although the Amazons erased the murals of Ares in the temple, they did not remove his statue. This is because Zeus would not allow mortals to offend the majesty of the gods."

"It's really taking off your pants to fart."

Martin sneered, "The fact that the statue is still there means that Ares is still being worshipped, and the Amazons still have to kneel before the murderer who slaughtered them. Zeus, that bastard, really knows how to teach people a lesson."

What surprised him even more was that the Amazons just accepted it.

But he didn't say this thought out loud.

As a god, Persephone could actually understand what Zeus was thinking, but she was no longer the Queen of the Underworld after all, so she did not express her understanding.

"There is still a risk of being discovered if you walk out of the temple. Let me help you."

"Alright!"

The last thing Martin needed right now was complications, so he nodded and agreed to her proposal.

Persephone smiled sweetly, took a withered flower from the vase beside her, and blew on it gently.

The flower, which had turned black from head to toe, instantly regained its vitality, the dry branches became watery again, the buds on the branches instantly opened, and colorful flowers bloomed.

Colorful petals then fell off the branches and began to revolve around Martin, while the bare branches grew new petals in a few seconds, which fell off again and surrounded Martin.

After a while, the gorgeous flying flowers enveloped Martin like a storm, and carried him away, turning him into a dancing butterfly. They flew out of the window, crossed the plains patrolled by Amazon warriors, and soon found Arthur who was hiding obediently in the shadows.

"I am back!"

Arthur hid in the shadows, occasionally revealing his eyes to observe the situation around him, silently reciting numbers in his mind to tell time.

The physical condition is very different from that on land, and the method of timekeeping is also different.

Arthur was not used to the Atlantis method of recording time, but every time he dived into the deep sea, he would silently recite numbers in his mind and record time in his own way.

He suddenly heard Martin's voice and looked for him quickly, but saw nothing. The hairs on his body stood up instantly.

Have I been discovered?

He became alert instantly, with all the muscles tensed, like a cheetah, ready to rush out and attack the enemy at any time.

"Don't be nervous, I used Transfiguration to turn into a butterfly."

Martin did not try to be mysterious and directly withdrew from the butterfly form.

"Transfiguration is very cool to look at, but it is always affected by the characteristics of the creature being transformed."

If a person's soul were really stuffed into an animal's body, it would not be affected in the same way.

But if magic is used, a mystical connection will be established with certain characteristics such as shapeshifting creatures, and they will gradually change into the state of shapeshifting creatures.

"Magic and other things have nothing to do with me."

Arthur now understood that he had basically said goodbye to magic, and there was no other way except to study the force of life.

"Your requirements are too high. Don't always compare yourself with the magic master. To be frank, magic is just a tool. It's enough if it is sufficient."

Martin offered a few words of comfort and then told her about his conversation with Persephone.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Arthur's mouth got louder and louder, and he almost thought he was hallucinating. "I thought the most troublesome thing for us today was to deal with the Atlantis army, but I didn't expect you could come up with something new!"

"Martin, that's the main god of Olympus, not a stray dog you can find anywhere on the roadside. How can you, me, Diana, and Persephone, who can't fight, fight?"

"They are just a bunch of old gods. Moreover, at least half of the hosts are on the side of Paradise Island. It is not as difficult as you think."

Martin still knows the situation in Olympus.

There are more than one or two gods who are dissatisfied with Zeus. Queen Hera has always been at odds with Zeus, the goddess of agriculture also stands on her daughter's side, and the three virgin goddesses and Apollo are also protectors of Paradise Island.

Hephaestus simply didn't even return to Mount Olympus, and settled down directly next to Paradise Island.

Unless Zeus is willing to take the risk and descend into the material world, it will be hard to say who will win once the fight begins.

"Okay, I'll listen to you on this matter. Anyway, I don't have a good relationship with that main god."

Arthur spread his hands and finally accepted Martin's plan.

The main thing is that there is nothing wrong with the plan itself. As long as Martin has the confidence to stop those main gods once, the rest will be a piece of cake.

Amazons are also human beings. It is impossible for them to live in the military camp without complaints. Even with the support of the gods, this way of life cannot be maintained for too long. Even if Martin did not force them into human society, the successive major events would break the peace of this ethnic group.

"Let's go, we're going to meet Diana to discuss how to deal with the main god who has descended into the material world. We also need to notify Queen Hippolyta in advance so that she can calm the Amazons down."

Martin blew a whistle, and two Amazon war horses came over obediently.

The two men mounted their horses and went to look for the Amazon palace.

This was much easier than finding Persephone. Although there was no one to lead the way, Martin, with his familiarity with Diana, used a little trick to point out the direction.

"I've always been confused. Even before, when you were facing the group of people in the White House, you insisted on having a talk with them. Why do you want to fight the Olympian gods directly without even meeting them this time?"

Arthur learned about the relationship between Atlantis and Poseidon from Martin.

To put it simply, Poseidon also put in a lot of effort when Atlantis sank into the sea.

This was actually very common in the mythological era. The main gods in various myths would often do this kind of thing in order to compete for believers.

For example, the cities in the Bible, which symbolize tyranny and debauchery, are actually urban gathering places where people believe in primitive gods. They were destroyed after being overturned by more powerful gods.

Atlantis was considered to be very powerful, so when it was backstabbed by Poseidon, all seven of its members sank into the deep sea, but only four survived.

If it were any other tribe, not even a trace would be left.

"You don't understand those old gods. Their worldview is even more rigid than that of ordinary people. They simply cannot understand the changes in the world."

Martin waved his hand in annoyance, obviously annoyed by this kind of thing: "It's impossible to convince those people with theory, the only words they can understand are violence.

Only after we defeat them and slowly change the Amazons' beliefs can we indirectly change these old gods."

"Too much trouble!"

Arthur was just curious. He knew that if he wanted to interfere with the material world, he would have to pay a huge price, so he stopped thinking about these things.

On the rest of the way, Martin started talking about how he controlled those more abstract forces, hoping to give Arthur more inspiration to control the force of life.

Arthur listened silently with a serious expression, but as to how much he had taken in, only he knew.

Martin didn't have time to arrange another exam to test his results.

The two men soon arrived at the Amazon palace. The Amazon soldiers they met were becoming more and more elite. Except for the equipment on their bodies, their daily actions were completely different from those of the warriors who grew up naturally in the gathering area.

These warriors also knew what men looked like, and Martin and Arthur's crude disguise was quickly exposed.

"Get off your horse."

The team, wearing heavy armor and carrying magic spears, daggers and shields, quickly surrounded them in three layers.

Although these female warriors had surprise and curiosity in their eyes when they saw the men, they quickly completed the tactical maneuvers of dense encirclement without leaving any gaps.

"Long spear and short sword, aren't these weapons too primitive?"

Arthur looked at the at least three hundred soldiers with a frown on his face, but he was not nervous.

Even if he can't do it, Martin is still there, so nothing will happen.

"The weapon carrier is indeed a bit backward, but the inscriptions on it are not simple. It is probably made by Hephaestus, the god of fire."

Martin had a sharp eye and could see through the most special features of these weapons at a glance.

"God-made weapons? The number is so exaggerated that they have become standard weapons. Could there be something wrong?"

Arthur relaxed more when he saw how calm Martin was, and he moved closer to Martin and continued to ask questions.

Martin pointed his finger, and a few petals fell from his fingertips, turning into butterflies and flying towards the palace: "Do you have any misunderstandings about the gods? As the god of casting, Hephaestus can instantly create a large number of weapons even if he just thinks about it."

"Ah? But in those myths and legends, when the gods were making weapons, they wanted to make the whole world a little fancy. Is that an exaggeration?"

Arthur kept his eyes on the soldiers, careful that they might attack at any time.

"Not really. There is always a difference between custom-made luxury goods and standard products on industrial assembly lines. But the former is definitely not suitable for casting weapons for the army."

While Martin and Arthur were answering questions, the soldiers gave orders again.

He did not provoke the soldiers and pulled Arthur off the horse.

The soldiers watched Martin and the others fall to the ground, and immediately someone came out from behind the shield, grabbing a rope and preparing to tie up the two men.

Arthur whispered, "Although I know Diana will be able to find us, do you think it is necessary for the two of us to stay in the prison of Paradise Island for a few hours?"

"I don't have time to waste. We must prepare everything before the Olympian gods come."

Martin looked calmly at the approaching soldiers.

"I have already notified Diana, let's wait for her to come and rescue us!"

"I'm afraid these female warriors won't give us time to wait."

Arthur clenched his fists. The ferocious Amazon warrior was so close that the rope was about to be put over their heads.

"Okay, okay! Let's do it!"

Martin suddenly became serious and jerked his feet downward with great force.

Boom!

With Martin as the center, the road carefully paved with stone slabs by the Amazon people surges like waves.

The soil and rocks underground suddenly emerged several meters high, protecting Martin and Arthur like a city wall.

Arthur looked at Martin's boxing-like movements and asked curiously, "Is this also part of the magic?"

"Of course not."

Martin said calmly: "This is the way I learned to control the elements in a certain world, just like swinging a fist."

"But this only works on me. If you want to learn it, I'm afraid you'll have to find another way."

"Uh……"

Before Arthur could reply, the several-foot-thick rock wall was pierced through by spears. Under the influence of runes, the dagger-like spear heads were simply indestructible.

"We'll talk about this later."

Arthur took a deep breath, and his body swelled up a lot.

He took a step forward, grabbed the spears that were stabbing in, exerted force with both arms, snatched the spears directly, and swung them into the sky, pulling back the female warriors who jumped in like playing badminton.

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