Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The ancient serpent's thoughts came to an abrupt halt. At the last second, its right hand reached out and gripped Hercules's swinging fist tightly. Its eyes caught sight of the pink mist rising from the Hercules' body, and its pupils contracted sharply.

The power of Cupid? How could that be!

"With your insignificant bodies, how dare you blaspheme the gods! Heh heh heh... Tremble—you are the lust that disturbs the stars!"

At the same time, a lighthearted and playful laugh came from the sky. Samael looked up and was shocked to find a pair of pink metallic wings covering the open dome of stars.

A thin pink mist drifted down, and the male heroes present stiffened and turned their heads, glaring fiercely at the few remaining conscious individuals on the field.

[True Machine God] - Aphrodite!

Damn it! Could it be that even the Machine God was created by Atlantis?!

What kind of advanced technology does the Sea Emperor Clan possess?

Seeing this, Samael cursed under his breath.

Chapter 220 Enemies Meet, Fate Brings Us Together (1/3)

hum!

Thousands of stars fell from the dome, converging on the wings of the pink mechanical life form.

In an instant, dozens of azure crystal chips on both sides of the metal wings flashed, and a hundred or so beams of frantically surging etheric magic split off, shooting toward the heroes around the high altar who were immune to charm powers or were still resisting mental chaos.

At the critical moment, a golden shield inlaid with a statue of the Gorgon's head was raised upwards. The powerful energy of the earth activated its rhythm, and the Medusa head statue in the center suddenly opened its eyes, as if it were alive. The dense, purplish-red snake hair was intertwined and sealed the ring at the top of the dome in the blink of an eye.

Boom boom boom!

As the two forces clashed, the purplish-red giant serpent was blasted apart one after another, its flesh and blood flying everywhere, while the pink etheric magic bombarded the golden shield in mid-air with unstoppable force.

The violent shockwave spread outwards, and the howling wind stirred up surging etheric tides.

Medusa's Shield, seemingly weakened by the attack, fell with a mournful cry after neutralizing the attack from the [True Body Machine God], once again exposing everyone on the Great Altar to the enemy's view.

However, in the instant Medusa's Shield fell and deviated, a beam of golden light pierced through the sky and earth with lightning speed.

Sayonara, you idiot!

A wicked person who uses timing, feints, and schemes to the extreme, with vertical pupils that open and close, full of mockery.

boom!

In an instant, a piercing metallic tearing sound rang out. The true form of the machine god, suspended above the ring, was caught off guard and its main body was instantly pierced with a gaping hole a meter in diameter. The cracks that continued to spread almost covered the entire body.

"No...no, no, no..."

"I...a god...how could I be defeated by mere humans..."

An unbelievable tremor, mixed with ear-piercing noises, came from the inside of the strange mechanical life form. Then, the [True Body Machine God] plummeted into the interstellar mountain city below, billowing black smoke.

"Whoosh!"

But just as Samael was focused on dealing with the true form of the machine god, the bronze giant door behind him suddenly opened with shimmering patterns.

The Olympian soldiers, who were on high alert, rushed in like a tidal wave. A trident, wrapped in a faint arc of light, shot through the air and pierced the back of the ancient serpent.

Samael instinctively reached back and grabbed, forcefully intercepting the trident.

At that moment, the middle-aged demigod, clad in bronze armor with water patterns and leading his troops in a charge, saw the trident instantly deform in Samael's hand. His pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately snatched a spear, calling out to those behind him.

"Protect His Highness! Destroy these despicable invaders!"

Instantly, dozens of people behind him, wielding tridents and wearing water-patterned armor, emerged from the surrounding blue mist and rushed into the high altar, taking advantage of the moment when most of the Argonaut heroes had not yet fully recovered from their state of confusion.

With Samael busy dealing with both sides and disturbed by the mentally unstable Argonauts, Triton, who was originally being held hostage, lacked the necessary supervision.

Therefore, the mermaid prince was immediately surrounded and protected by the water-patterned armored warriors who rushed in.

"Hmph, Arcadia may have made your Ares Mountain a little smug, but now, this is Atlantis!"

The middle-aged demigod looked at Samael, who was surrounded, with resentment and a sinister sneer.

Tsk, so it's that old acquaintance from the Temple of Poseidon.

Tch, I reckon that Hippomenes, who coveted Atal's beauty and was eventually silenced by the god of war, probably had a deep blood relationship with the demigod of the sea god's temple before us.

When enemies meet, it can only mean that they've run into each other on a narrow road.

Samael sighed and patted his forehead, then snapped the trident in his hand and flung it forward. The force of the blow smashed into an Olympian soldier who was charging forward with a sword and shield, leaving him with broken bones and paralyzed on the ground.

At the same time, he summoned the Medusa Shield again and activated its power. One after another, giant purplish-red serpents with poison and petrifying effects appeared ferociously, smashing away rows of Olympian soldiers. With their immortality, they blocked the entrance to the Great Altar from the Bronze Gate area.

Unbeknownst to them, the dark, shimmering patterns beneath the ancient serpent's feet spread outwards, dispelling the negative mental states of several people.

"Zheng..."

Immediately, the first group of Orpheus, who had regained their senses, decisively played their lyre, using the serene and tranquil melody to cleanse the abnormal influences suffered by the remaining teammates.

laugh!

Just as the Argonauts were calmly stabilizing their formation and preparing to break out, a thick, silvery-white beam of light descended from the sky above the dome's circumference!

Click!

The crimson light screen formed by Medusa's Shield flickered for a moment before crumbling, and a violent shockwave swept in all directions, causing even many of the Argonaut heroes to stumble and fall.

With the Shield of Medusa broken, the Olympian soldiers, the Sea God's Blood Warriors, and combat units such as snake women and area-of-effect annihilation weapons, all freed from their worries, swarmed in.

Damn it! Luna's orbital cannon!

Another real-life version of the Mech God from my memories!

Samael had no choice but to retract the dull Medusa Shield, shaking his aching and numb arm while cursing under his breath.

The Argonauts, who had just recovered from their shock, spontaneously formed ranks, but faced with an army a hundred times their size and the enemy's strange and unfamiliar tactics, they were plunged into a fierce battle.

For a time, the situation was deadlocked, and several Argonauts had already been injured.

If it weren't for the presence of a god-like hero like Heracles as the main force, and top Greek heroes like Peleus, Telamon, the Twin Swordsmen, and Atalanta as the core, along with the healing from the god of medicine, the magical support from Circe and Medea, and the hymns from Orpheus, their formation would have already collapsed.

"The person has been rescued, let's prepare to leave!"

After much deliberation, the ancient serpent made a decisive decision and informed the heroes of Argonautica.

The situation is unclear; who knows how many cards Atlantis has left? The Great Altar is indefensible, caught between two sides, and cannot afford to drag this out any longer.

Otherwise, the situation would be unfavorable to them.

However, before that, we need to solve the problem hanging over our heads, otherwise running away might backfire.

Samael, clad in the Sagittarius Cloth, spread his golden wings and leaped into the air, flying towards the ring-shaped hollow dome above the great altar. His golden longbow was drawn, and light-like arrows, amidst flashing runes, gradually coalesced and shot into the starry sky.

"Chi chi chi!"

At the same time, four thick, silvery-white beams of light descended from the sky, dissolving the light arrow and then encircling the major threat that had previously shot down the Eros mech.

Heaven's Mandate - Dispel!

Samael sheathed his bow and drew his spear, his fingers and palm tracing the blade, the golden-red divine blood imbued with the power of destiny merging into the spear tip, forming shimmering divine runes.

Immediately, the pitch-black 20-foot spear swept across the sky, its dark arc of light unfolding like a bolt of lightning, forcefully cleaving apart the four beams of light that were attacking from both sides.

In an instant, the silvery-white beam of light twisted and vibrated, then exploded from bottom to top, forming a series of dazzling light waves.

After two rounds of back and forth, it seems... the two sides are evenly matched?

However, at that very moment, a magnificent fireball exploded in the starry sky, and silvery-white umbrella-shaped light patterns spread in all directions amidst the muffled thunder, with scattered silvery-white metal shavings falling freely.

How dare this mere Creator presume to call himself God? How laughable!

The moon goddess, having drawn her bow, emerged from the shadows and gave a mocking smile.

The guy who went up first was just bait; she was the final hunter!

Chapter 221 The Great Escape (2/3)

"go!"

Seeing that the Sword of Damocles hanging overhead had been knocked down, Hercules decisively retreated, swinging his nameless axe sword faster and faster, smashing a huge gap in the outer wall of the great altar, and calling for his teammates to retreat.

"Yes, yes, retreat! Retreat now!"

Jason, who was struggling to hold on, was overjoyed and ran to the gap first.

However, as soon as he peeked out, a strong wind howled, and heavy, damp clouds slapped against his face.

Upon catching a glimpse of the ant-sized structures on the ground, Jason suddenly realized that he was thousands of meters in the air with nowhere to take hold.

For a hero who can't fly, jumping like that would likely result in being smashed to pieces, even if he didn't die of fright.

"careful!"

A stern shout came from one side of the gap, and Jason, who was stunned in place, was pulled back behind the wall.

Tsk tsk tsk!

At the same time, dozens of wide-area annihilation weapons launched into the air, shooting beams of light from their crimson crystal cores, narrowly missing Jason as their target, leaving charred marks around the great altar.

Hercules, my good brother!

Jason, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at Hercules beside him with lingering fear, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"The arrow of complaint!"

Atalanta turned around at the opportune moment, and with a sharp cry, she shot and blasted the wide-area annihilation weapon that was hovering in front of the gap into the air.

Even so, the Argonauts only managed to suppress their opponents briefly. The escape route along the outer wall of the high altar was practically useless, neither worth keeping nor discarding.

After all, many of his companions did not have the skills to fly.

On the main battlefield, the situation was equally dire. Under the siege of a host of powerful ocean gods and Olympian soldiers, more than a dozen Argonauts had been injured, and their divine power and ether were almost completely depleted, leaving them showing signs of fatigue.

Buzz buzz!

To make matters worse, as the air vibrated, hundreds of wide-area annihilation weapons took off one after another, swarming toward the breach in the great altar.

"Roar!"

At this critical moment, a powerful roar shook the sky, revealing the full form of the Korkis dragon, which was tens of meters long. It swooped down and slashed wildly, turning the wide-area annihilation weapons into exploding fireballs.

"Listen! Let this guy lead you away! I'll take over the airspace, Diana will provide support, and we only need Hercules at the front. Too many of our own people will only hold us back!"

Samael, with wings outstretched, roared towards the great altar, simultaneously drawing his bow and firing. Amidst a hail of arrows as fast as meteors, the airborne combat units were transformed into fireballs.

The Argonauts hesitated for a moment, but out of trust, under the cover of Hercules and the moon goddess, they decisively turned and ran, bursting through the gap and leaping onto the back of the Colchis dragon.

Once the passengers on the list, along with the Leviathan whale that had been contained in the magic container, boarded the vehicle one after another, the Korkis dragon flapped its wings and swooped down, breaking through the clouds.

Hercules grabbed two Olympian soldiers and fought his way back, waiting for the moon goddess to leave first.

When the Hercules heard the faint sound of the seven-stringed lyre, the bloodlust in his eyes faded. He abandoned the two half-dead corpses, violently swung the nameless axe sword, and smashed down the front half of the wall of the great altar. While the enemy was busy dealing with the situation, he turned around and jumped out of the gap without hesitation.

As Hercules disappeared into the billowing clouds, at the same time, the brothers Peleus and Telamon, riding the chariot of Peleus, sped forward and caught the mighty god.

As for the Moon Goddess, naturally no one else needs to worry about her.

"Chase!"

Before the great altar, the middle-aged demigod looked at the mess and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He rushed towards the gap in the wall with great anxiety.

Clang!

Amidst a sharp, piercing metallic clang, a trident-shaped nail flew out from behind the middle-aged demigod's head, embedding itself in the open ground before the breach. Its rhythmic, eerie blue aura repelled several pursuers from the Sea God Temple.

"Your Highness... what's wrong?"

The middle-aged demigod raised his hand to touch the bloodstain on his cheek that had been cut by the strong wind. His body was stiff and his tone was dry.

"Did you instigate the god of war to bomb the high altar?"

Triton moved his limbs and stepped out from the crowd of Olympian soldiers, his voice cold and his eyes sinister.

"Yes Yes……"

"Did you know I was in there too?"

“Your Highness, Aphrodite’s true form as a Mecha God is capable of creating chaos. We only intended to take the opportunity to rescue you, absolutely not…”

The middle-aged demigod broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly tried to explain himself.

"boom!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Terry took a step forward, and enveloped by the power of the sea, his figure reassembled and reappeared in front of the middle-aged demigod. He threw a punch, blasting the demigod away.