Even though many of the attackers were Roman soldiers themselves, the relentless attacks and bombings showed no sign of stopping.

At this moment, the Cretans, who had never witnessed the terrifying spectacle of thousands of light cannons bombarding and sweeping them, were fortunate enough to become witnesses to this horrific war of gods destroying mortals.

They finally understood what it meant when His Majesty uttered those words that filled him with supreme joy amidst the roar of cannons on that day.

The language of the gods can clearly convey the specific meaning and feelings contained within it. Even in ancient Greece, without cannons, people could still understand its meaning, but they had never seen the scene.

And now, they have seen it...!

At the same time, he trembled and felt fear, which was mixed with a kind of demonic obsession. He stared blankly at the light that seemed to have dyed the world black and red.

Connecting heaven and earth, endlessly, it destroyed all things in the universe and scorched the earth to ashes!

It better illustrates the brutality and violence of war than any other war, delivering a chilling and thrilling sense of dread.

The Cretans, seemingly reduced to mere background figures, exclaimed: This—this is…?!

Chapter 280 Poseidon: Hopeless; the other gods: Just wait to die.

The eternal, god-like power that even the heavens wept over destroyed everything in its path.

Even the earth was completely destroyed after this attack, flooded by seawater, forming a huge, scalding, boiling inferno.

The black ash drifting in the sky is the ashes produced by the corpses of countless lives after even microorganisms have been burned to ashes.

Faced with this terrifying power, people gasped. The Cretans stared in awe at the scene before them, and upon closer inspection, they finally understood the immense difference in strength between mortals and gods.

After the initial tremor came a frenzied, excited cheer, like a mountain of shouts and a tidal wave.

So strong, so strong—so strong!!!

If it were under the leadership of such a force.

Surely we will achieve the final victory that will determine the fate of Greece and the world!

"We bow to the great power of our supreme ruler—Lord Talos the Demon King!" the Black Knight Commander roared excitedly.

The next moment, the sound of a perfectly aligned steel torrent saluting in unison filled the air.

Soon, when news of the battle at the front reached the capital of Athens, King Theseus nearly fainted.

Everything, everything is gone...

The city, the streets, and his confident army, which had assembled all of Athens' elite forces to form the last line of defense.

But—how could this be? He still couldn't understand the situation and never imagined that his soldiers would lose to Theseus, the savage barbarians of Crete.

Until he heard about the horrifying scene on the battlefield, where the land seemed to have been struck by countless meteorites and supposedly baptized by dark light cannons.

The shock in the scout's voice suggested that the attack, which altered the terrain, would likely remain unchanged for months or even years to come.

This land bears the deepest memory of this terrible harm.

Without a doubt—that was the power of a god, absolutely destructive, which no mortal army could handle!

god--!!

The enemy is actually a god. Has the enemy finally taken action personally?

Thinking of this chilling truth, Theseus, who was now old and no longer had the courage of his youth, hesitated and retreated. Having lived for so long and even been trapped in the underworld himself, having to wait for Heracles to rescue him before returning to the earth, Theseus knew all too well just how outrageous the power of the gods was.

His proud and esteemed heroic power was utterly insignificant before the gods.

It was because of this that he was deeply affected and returned to the kingdom in his youth to inherit his throne. Theseus, who stopped his adventures, was absolutely unwilling to confront that kind of thing head-on.

Not everyone has the courage of Gilgamesh, the king of the Age of Gods, to face the Mother Goddess of Creation, protect his people, and maintain the nation.

Theseus—

"Damn it...!! What did the priests of the twelve Olympian gods say? Can they persuade one of the Olympian gods to punish that evil god?" Theseus asked his subordinates.

He was extremely agitated.

If it weren't for some unknown reason, I would have contacted Athena, the guardian deity of their city, quite a long time ago.

At this point, he wouldn't be so anxious, resorting to desperate measures.

Although there are many statues of the main gods in Athens and more than one god is worshipped, it is generally considered to be the territory of the goddess Athena.

But now we've reached a point where we have no choice but to seek help from other deities.

However, Theseus did not receive the answer he wanted.

The subordinates said that all the priests had made requests, but no chief god was willing to respond.

The gods all seemed to be very busy.

The statue of Poseidon, the god of the sea, was briefly awakened once. He had long coveted Athens and Athena and often helped protect Athens. If Athena was the leader of the Athenians, then Poseidon was the second brother.

When Poseidon sensed the situation and realized that the enemy he was facing was the same unknown evil god who had recently caused the fall of Dionysus, the god of wine, he was surprised.

Poseidon immediately withdrew and regretfully told the mortals that he was powerless to help.

His avatar, which had lost most of its power in the previous Trojan War, was destroyed by Night and Athena, and he is currently recuperating. He's fine for dealing with ordinary gods or powerful monsters...

To deal with a god of wine who had killed his fellow god Dionysus, and I heard that when Dionysus was defeated, the other god didn't seem to have much trouble.

Faced with such a jinx?

After a quick calculation, Poseidon realized he was bound to be disliked, so he simply ran away.

Meanwhile, Ares, the god of war who also coveted Athens, was killed not long ago.

The other gods among the twelve had relatively distant relationships with Athens. Athens, which originally had many powerful allies, suddenly found itself in an embarrassing situation where it could not invite anyone to help it.

Theseus was furious and cursed inwardly: 'What kind of sea god is this?! With such audacity, he dares to challenge Zeus, the king of the gods, for the throne of the gods?! He deserves to be forever second best!'

"Perhaps we can make another request, Lady Artemis! To offer her a grand sacrifice," someone suggested.

The gods Artemis and Apollo also had a considerable number of followers in Athens. If they showed enough sincerity, they probably wouldn't have stood by and watched so many of their believers die.

But Theseus did not agree; instead, his face turned extremely sour.

Ask Artemis for help?!

The goddess he least wanted to pray to was Artemis.

Because his former wife, Phaedra, before her death, turned around and falsely accused Theseus's son, Hippolytus, of trying to rape him.

This led Theseus to spend a great deal of money to ask Poseidon, the god of the sea, to avenge him, but he still failed to kill his rebellious son and was instead saved by Artemis, the goddess of the hunt.

Hippolytus even became the only male to successfully become a priestess of the goddess of the hunt before Griffith.

Because of this incident, Theseus and the goddess became somewhat estranged.

Similarly, her relationship with Apollo naturally deteriorated as well.

There are several of the twelve main gods, some of whom either do not want to pray, some dare not come, and some have lost contact.

Suddenly, they discovered that the once magnificent Athens, which had worshipped several great fathers, couldn't even find one of them to come to their rescue.

"No need, the situation is not critical enough to require the goddess's help," Theseus said.

Those below looked at each other in bewilderment.

???

The enemy is almost at our doorstep, isn't this the most serious crisis yet?

And before, you were begging and pleading, hoping that a supreme deity would respond as soon as possible.

Why did they change their attitude at the last minute? Their tone was as if they were saying that it was nothing serious, just a minor crisis that didn't bother them much.

This is no time for arrogance! My King is waiting for me!

Meanwhile, Theseus, equally aware of the dire situation and sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and asked, "How many more days until the enemy's army reaches the capital?"

"Judging from the itinerary, we should arrive in the capital of Athens in two days—Your Majesty!"

Theseus: !!!

Is there only two days left?

Chapter 281 This is a Requiem, Kirov Airships have even come out?!

Two days is not enough time, even if we ask other heroes and nations for help.

There was still something Theseus couldn't understand.

Even though the twelve Olympian gods were not involved, his former companion, the legendary Hercules, did not respond at all when Athens was on the verge of collapse.

'Hercules—have you figured out what I'm saying, my friend?'

Why—

Brave, righteous, kind, and fearless, would you choose to remain silent, like Poseidon and his companions...?

Theseus, however, had no idea that his words would come true.

Hercules—he did indeed discover something, which is why he did not respond to the mortal realm.

...This great hero, with the heart of a tiger and the gentle touch of a rose, possessed a heart even more meticulous and perceptive than the power that the world revered.

He was the first to discover and speculate about the identity of the Demon King Talos, while even Artemis and the others were too busy with their own affairs to notice.

After all, a powerful person never appears in this world for no reason or out of nowhere.

Everything has a traceable pattern...

And if the other party's identity is indeed as he suspected.

Hercules's indifference was not because he believed in Talos, but because he believed in...

Boom~! !

Just as Theseus and his men were frantically trying to figure out how to break the deadlock within two days, a huge roar suddenly came from outside the city.

Then came a powerful, soul-stirring force, as if the earth itself was trembling.

That was the river—the army of the River of Death, the sound of steel boots and horses' hooves pounding the earth.

It's here!

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, Theseus and his subjects simultaneously realized this without any investigation.

The emperor and his ministers all displayed expressions of utter astonishment, surprise, or fear.

"How is this possible—!! Why did they arrive so quickly?!"

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