Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

At this moment, a transparent ripple in the air undulated slightly, and the sleeping god, whose form had been revealed, quietly withdrew.

Atlantis... my Atlantis!

Poseidon seemed to awaken from a dream, looking at the stormy sea that was expanding with the chaotic currents. His expression was uncertain, but he was very unwilling to give up.

Zeus is now at his last gasp. Even without Athena, with the combined strength of Hera and me, and given more time, we can still...

"Bang!"

Just as Poseidon was wavering, a blue-white arc of light suddenly exploded before his eyes, and chaotic lightning spread to his limbs and bones, causing him to fall into a brief state of paralysis. The trident in his hand was also knocked away by the force of the lightning.

"Buzz!"

A chilling, tingling sensation ran through him as Zeus raised his thunder scepter, its tip aimed directly at Poseidon's brow.

But as a price, the chains controlled by Hera have become completely embedded in the flesh and blood of this god-king, sealing off his divine core.

Zeus, positioned in the center, remained silent for a moment, then turned the brick toward Hera and smiled faintly.

“My love, if you want to take my life, then come at me. After all, I have broken my vows of marriage time and again. Your revenge is justified.”

"No, Your Majesty, I just..."

Hera was taken aback by what she heard and instinctively shook her head.

"If it's just about venting your anger, then this farce has been enough! Let go, and I swear to Styx, the goddess of oaths, that you will be exempt from any punishment!"

Zeus then turned cold and hard, his voice low and deep, his intense gaze fixed on his wife.

The Queen of the Goddess was immediately thrown into turmoil. With just a few words from Zeus, the resentment and anger that had been building up in her heart were gradually dissipated by the interrogation, which combined soft and hard approaches. Her fingers, which were manipulating the chains, unconsciously loosened.

Without Hera's divine power, Zeus regained control of the heavens and forced out the suppression spell embedded in his body.

Poseidon, with the thunder scepter pressed against his forehead, dared not make a move from beginning to end. He could only watch helplessly as Zeus escaped, and all his hard work and planning over the past few centuries came to naught.

Once the wise god-king had torn off the chains that had lost their binding effect, Hera, who had calmed down, dissipated her divine power and stood relaxed on the steps, clearly knowing that she would not be severely punished.

As for Athena, who ran away early, Zeus still had some of his trump cards in her hands, so Mount Ares was still not at a loss.

On the contrary, Poseidon, who had been busy with everything, not only became the perfect scapegoat, but even his Atlantis, which he had painstakingly created, seemed to be in turmoil with an uncertain future.

The once high-spirited Neptune now hangs his head in defeat, as if all his ambitions have been washed away in an instant, like an old man awaiting his fate.

Having safely weathered the crisis, Zeus snorted coldly, ignored Poseidon, left his brother standing aside, and got up to walk out of the Temple of Hera.

"What are you going to do, my king?"

The diva's expression hardened, and she nervously asked a question.

Zeus paused outside the porch, raised his hand to light a torch, and spoke softly.

"Let's go, it's time to light the sacred fire, summon the gods, and hold a grand feast..."

Meanwhile, on the Peloponnese peninsula, along the coast of the Mycenaean kingdom.

The nearshore waters were turbid and churned, with mud and sand churning up, and large swathes of pale foam continuously piled up and washed onto the shallows near the shore.

As the waves rose and fell, large numbers of drowned cattle, horses, and human corpses, shattered shipwrecks, and stranded sea creatures were pushed ashore.

The markings on the bronze armor and ship fragments sent shivers down the spines of the sentry soldiers along the way, who frantically rang their bronze bells as a warning.

It's over! Crete is over! The Kingdom of Minos is over!

However, the bronze bell, which had not yet been struck once, abruptly stopped.

The soldiers watched as the colossal wave, towering ten thousand feet high and seemingly reaching the heavens and the earth, advanced parallel to the shore and was about to touch the sea in the blink of an eye. Their faces turned ashen, their limbs went limp, and their bodies, as if their bones had been removed, leaned against the city wall, unable to slide down. Their despair was beyond measure.

Mycenae is doomed too...

This is the end of humanity...

"Whoosh!"

At the critical moment, a sharp arrow shot from the sky above the Caucasus Mountains and disappeared into the towering waves with lightning speed.

"boom!"

In an instant, the golden light deep within the water curtain frantically absorbed the surrounding ether, twisting and compressing it until its energy reached its peak, then exploded with a deafening roar.

Instantly, accompanied by the explosion of a golden halo, an incomparably powerful shockwave cut the towering wave in half.

"The laws of the earth bind me; all the world's steadfast and generous, heed my plea—the power of the earth! Harmonize, solidify!"

Almost simultaneously, a purple beam of light, like a comet, crashed onto the beach, and solemn chanting echoed in everyone's ears.

At this moment, thousands of meters of gray-white rock walls rise from the soil beneath the purple light and shadow, guarding the coastline along the way.

Boom!

The violent impact produced a thunderous roar that lasted incessantly, causing the rock walls to shake violently. Salty seawater splashed into the air and then poured down like a torrential downpour, slamming onto the soldiers on the shore.

The water droplets, the size of soybeans, clattered against the armor, and the exposed skin, once touched by the rain, would soon become bruised and swollen, with the limbs feeling sore and numb.

"A miracle! The gods have come to save us!"

In a daze, the soldiers were shocked to discover that the ethereal goddess with flowing purple hair was actually the same figure worshipped in the ancient Mycenaean temple dedicated to the Earth Mother.

The Mycenaean soldiers, who had survived the ordeal, were overjoyed as they gazed at the coastal wall standing before them. They couldn't help but prostrate themselves in worship to the god who had descended to earth from the watchtower.

"Fool! Instead of wasting this time, why don't you immediately go back to your king and send a message to the common people to take refuge, and summon the country's heroes, magicians, and priests to come here to reinforce the coastal wall and prepare for the next wave of impact!"

Samael, who had spared no effort to tear open a spatial rift and descend here, coldly reprimanded the soldiers. Only then did they realize what was happening, hurriedly ran down from their posts, and obeyed their orders.

"Don't concentrate so much. Spread the message in groups of three. Not only Mycenae, but also the nearby coastal city-states should be notified. Light the sacred fires in the temples along the way, ring the alarm bells, send more people, and use all available early warning methods!"

Seeing the soldiers running around like headless flies, completely without any order, Samael had no choice but to shout loudly, forcibly awakening their minds and giving them a divine hint.

As the soldiers scattered to their respective places, the ancient serpent leaped onto the coastal wall, gazing at the dark, storm-filled Oceanus Sea and the marked wreckage on the shore. He took a deep breath, raised his hand and placed it on Medusa's delicate shoulder, his voice soft and gentle.

"Anna, don't worry, your sister and the others will be fine..."

Medusa pursed her lips and nodded, the worry in her eyes disappearing. She took the few Hearts of the Earth from Samael's hand and embedded them into the coastal wall to further reinforce the defense in preparation for the next wave of tsunami impact.

At this moment, the tide surged, and twelve shimmering beams of light, fused together, drifted down and scattered like ribbons, resembling a shimmering veil that illuminated the dark sky above the Sea of ​​Oceanus.

Amidst the stormy sea fog, a majestic and vast blue-white humanoid silhouette gradually became clear and solidified. The deep blue vortex on its abdomen seemed to encompass the stars of the universe, and its entire body appeared to be composed of countless brilliant starlight. The rhythmic shimmering of the golden-blue star patterns created a beautiful and mysterious effect.

Wow!

Immediately, two disproportionately large, beast-like claws swung forward, and a tsunami thousands of feet high surged forth from the sea as if a level twelve gale had been unleashed.

At the same time, under the glow of the sky, Samael suddenly saw the white giant on the sea, who had the appearance of a human woman and long, rabbit-ear-like organs on the top of her head.

The ancient snake's breathing became labored, and its pupils contracted sharply.

Damn it, the Civilization Reaper—Star Trek Vanguard Sefaru! Why this deadly thing?!

Chapter 252 Heaven will not save people; people must save themselves (5k)

The universe is vast and boundless. Even Earth in the age of gods was but a babbling infant in the grand scheme of history that records the passage of time.

Among the brilliant constellations, there exist civilizations of different forms and at different stages of development.

According to Samael's memories from his previous life, every fourteen thousand years or so, a comet that preys on civilizations on other planets will periodically pass by the Milky Way galaxy where Earth is located.

Its shape resembles "tearful eyes," and wherever it goes, the civilization of any intelligent life form it targets will be destroyed and absorbed.

The spiritual particles left behind after the collapse of these civilizations will be recycled and used as nourishment to drive it to continue wandering and hunting among the stars.

Therefore, this comet was named "Predator" Wilpa.

Because of its terrifying nature, it is also known as the "Star of Harvest," the "Star of Destruction," and the "Star of the Demon's Broom."

Along its path, those planets that nurtured civilizations served as its pastures.

Of course, Wilpa is the core entity that preys on wandering stars. As a civilization hunter that has completed countless predations, it has a more efficient and convenient way of harvesting civilizations compared to the technologically inept collisions between stars.

That is, using fragments of their own planets as raw materials, they fuse different alien heritages to create combat units specifically designed to destroy civilizations.

This is what is known as the "Star Trek Vanguard"!

These organic life forms, endowed with such a mission, will descend upon the realms that become their targets, aboard tear-shaped starships called "AntiCell."

The predatory planet Wilpa has evolved to a terrifying degree due to having completed too many civilization harvests, and therefore it can command multiple planetary vanguards.

Among them, the asteroid vanguard that has descended upon Earth is codenamed Wilpa 02, also known as Sefalu!

In theory, once the Star Trek Vanguard awakens, it will use various means to destroy civilization and absorb spiritual particles from intelligent life forms to grow.

Its functions will only cease automatically once the entire civilization on the planet is completely destroyed.

And once this thing appears, its power is at the level of a god-king. What's even more deadly is that it can also gather spiritual particles and continuously evolve.

If it were allowed to grow unchecked and advance to the fully formed seventh stage, the entire Greek pantheon would probably be doomed!

How did such a bizarre thing appear out of nowhere? Why was there no warning at all?

Moreover, it happened at the crucial moment when Mount Ares was about to suppress Zeus!

While keeping a watchful eye on the Oceanus Sea, the ancient serpent's thoughts raced as it reorganized the information about this thing, cursing inwardly.

There's no other way; the situation is unclear, so let's hold our ground and wait for reinforcements.

Otherwise, if they retreat here, the giant wave stirred up by the wandering star vanguard Sephalus will sweep away many Greek city-states along the way, engulfing countless humans and gathering the spiritual particles of these intelligent life forms into its core. Who knows how far it will evolve?

Let's wait until we have a clear understanding of the situation before taking any further action.

Hopefully, people scattered across various coastal cities can hold their ground against this wave.

Samael watched as the storm raged on the sea, with towering waves thousands of feet high sweeping toward the coastline once again. He immediately took a deep breath, drew his bow, nocked an arrow, and rapidly channeled his divine power into the bowstring, pulling it to its fullest extent before releasing it.

Meanwhile, in Athens.

The waves, almost level with Mount Ares, rolled in, covering the entire Acropolis of Athens. The overwhelming deep blue and the salty, bitter vapor made it hard to breathe.

As billions of tons of seawater were about to crash down, the clanging of metal ornaments echoed in the Temple of the God of War, and the heavens and earth seemed to fall into solemn silence.

In an instant, Themis, the goddess of justice, draped in a white gauze dress and blindfolded with a black veil, stepped off the steps and instantly teleported to the sea several kilometers away.

As the slender, pale fingertips moved with a peculiar rhythm, slowly adjusting the golden scales on the sword hilt, blue and white starlight descended from the sky, forming a magnificent curtain of light that kept the giant waves of the sea at bay.

However, the surging waves were so powerful that they crashed into the balance scale on the hilt of the sword, causing it to rattle incessantly, and the starry sky to flicker with light.

Before this wave of tsunamis has even subsided, another wave of giant waves will soon follow.

Themi frowned slightly, about to draw his sword and use a higher level of power, when the statue of the goddess of wisdom on Mount Ares, carved from pure white marble and tens of meters tall, turned as if it were alive and threw its arm forward.

Instantly, the spear held in the palm of the Athena statue streaked across the sky like a meteor, trailing a long fiery tail from the intense friction with the airflow, and crashed into the second giant wave.

boom!

The marble spear exploded in the curtain of water, and the scattered fragments cut the waves into hundreds of pieces. The mixed kinetic energy canceled out and eroded each other. This powerful impact dissipated on its own before it even reached the shore.

A casual strike, simple yet profound; the contrast between the marble spear and the giant wave in size and even power evokes the image of an ant lifting a mountain.

The key factor that caused the waves to cancel each other out, creating this breathtaking miracle, was the application of wisdom.

In the Academy of Athens, magicians, scholars, and warriors who looked up at this breathtaking scene were all excited, and the outstanding individuals who had gained some insight were also secretly thanking the goddess of wisdom for the inspiration she had brought.

Don't be intimidated by difficult questions. Calm down and find a suitable starting point, and even the most challenging problems may become solvable.

Wisdom possesses limitless potential and can redefine order in a chaotic world!

At this moment, Themis, who was standing in mid-air, saw that the crisis had been averted once again. Her fingers, which were tightly gripping the hilt of her sword, loosened slightly. She looked up at the silvery-white light rushing from Olympus, and the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up.

Athena's control over power has become even stronger.

Her meticulous control was something even she admired.

boom!

A silvery meteor plummeted down, crashing into the center of the Acropolis's walls. The goddess of war, riding Pegasus, raised her scepter of victory and her parchment shield, galloping across the walls and calling out to the world. Her figure shone with brilliance, inspiring cheers and excitement among the people of Athens.

"Athena! Athena! Athena!"

Once upon a time, their goddess defeated Poseidon, the ruler of the sea, twice, and named Athens, bringing prosperity and peace to this land.

Now, their goddess is still with Athens and with the people!

After almost magically boosting the morale of the entire city to its peak, Athena decisively took control of the entire city-state, methodically gathering the residents outside the city and activating the coastal magical protective barrier.

In order to minimize losses and preserve its strength, the goddess of wisdom did not hesitate to send most of the remaining fighting force from Mount Ares to contact the various scattered towns under the jurisdiction of Athens.

One by one, heroes clad in different styles of Saint Cloth, such as bronze, silver, and gold, rode various celestial horses that had multiplied into different races, streaking across the sky like shooting stars, carrying their missions to various places.

In addition to Mount Ares, the potential of the Academy of Athens was also fully mobilized.