Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

But coincidentally, the one who needs to run this dungeon is his current alias, Theseus from history.

By destiny, the Minotaur monster would die at the hands of this Athenian prince.

But fate, well...

Samael glanced at the dark gold wedge-shaped divine rune that appeared in his palm, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Just as the ancient serpent's thoughts were wandering, the wandering star vanguard in the stormy sea spread his hand and pressed down, causing the mist to surge violently, large white waves to rise on the sea surface, and the waves to surge and spread in all directions.

Tsk tsk tsk!

In an instant, hundreds of scarlet beams of light swept out from the churning sea mist and underwater.

"Roar!"

The hundred-headed dragon Ladon roared, spewing out rapid divine and dragonic words. The surrounding ether surged wildly, forming layers of shimmering magical barriers that blocked its path.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the deafening explosions, Ladon, caught in the crossfire, trembled and swayed violently. His magical barrier, weakened by the attack, crumbled and dimmed layer by layer.

what!

Samael was jolted awake. He looked towards the stormy sea and the nearby waters, his pupils contracting sharply.

One by one, warships with black metal frames and interconnected red patterns on their surfaces emerged from the water, breaking through the sea fog. Light patterns floated on both sides, and menacing cannons opened.

At the same time, countless eyeball-shaped wide-area annihilation weapons, each with a ruby ​​core, burst through the wind column and swept in from the sky, resembling a swarm of bees.

Moreover, the hatches that the deep-sea fleet opened revealed tens of thousands of humanoid combat weapons, each wearing a black suit of armor and inlaid with scarlet stripes. They leaped from the deck, each wielding a cylindrical, gold-red lightsaber, and attacked the group.

Even more so, at this moment, strings of bubbles rose from the nearby sea surface, and nine-headed serpentine metal monsters, heavily armored humpback whales, dolphins, demonized octopuses, and other creatures emerged from the water one by one, becoming springboards for those humanoid combat weapons.

Damn it... the Atlantis fleet!

Samael felt a chill run down his spine as he realized something was amiss. While quietly urging Ladon to run away as soon as possible, he kept his eyes fixed on the churning storm sea.

In an instant, his conjecture was confirmed.

Buzz buzz!

Rays of light rapidly spread and flickered underwater, and beams of light hundreds of meters thick shot into the sky with the surging tsunami, their violent tremors transmitting a powerful etheric resonance to the surroundings.

Under the stunned gazes of the Dragonback crew, ten islands rose in an arc from the waters of the stormy sea.

Damn! Atlantis's outer defenses are complete, encompassing the ten kingdoms and islands!

The interstellar city mountain range has fallen!

The Temple of Poseidon is finished!

Realizing something was terribly wrong, Samael saw that the infected and controlled Atlantean fleet had launched its second offensive and immediately shouted a warning.

"They're catching up. Ladon will capture the big ones and release the small ones outside, while they'll be responsible for the internal defenses!"

While organizing the defensive lines and intensifying the breakout efforts, the ancient serpent secretly wished it could curse Poseidon to the point of tearing him apart.

I asked him where Atlantis got its advanced technology! I asked him why that bastard was so secretive about the Great Altar! I asked him why he was willing to hand over Little Rhodes to stop me from continuing to investigate the secrets!

It turns out that the starship that landed in the Greek Age of Gods, carrying the star-traveling soldier Sephalus, was picked up from the sea by that unlucky fellow Poseidon, who treated it like a treasure!

So, the distorted rules of the stormy seas, the bizarre and fantastical spatial realms, and the almost miraculous interstellar city mountain ranges all originated from here!

Moreover, with the advanced civilization developed on the continent of Atlantis, wouldn't Sephalu in the starship be awakened prematurely?

Even more deadly is that the Star Trek Vanguard feeds on predatory civilizations.

Good heavens, as soon as Sefalu appeared, he ate his fill in Atlantis and also spawned a huge army.

The rebellion on Olympus ended without a clear conclusion because of the anomaly in the Sea of ​​Oceanus.

Poseidon's unlucky teammate is absolutely terrible!

After integrating and organizing the known information, Samael gradually understood the reason for everything, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

At this moment, the skirmish with the Atlantis puppet fleet had already begun.

Ladon's hundred or so heads chanted rapidly in strange syllables, gathering in front of him a dense array of star-shaped magic diagrams. Attacks such as fire, poison, ice, lightning, and meteors came one after another. Wide-area annihilation weapons and humanoid combat units within the range were shattered and fell into the deep sea.

However, due to their sheer number, and the fact that Ladon also had to contend with the fierce concentrated fire of the Atlantis fleet, many escaped and circled around to target the people on the dragon's back.

"It's so noisy! How can there be so many flies!"

"Tsk, I hate impatient people, and I hate rough people too!"

A halo-like divine ring appeared behind Stheno and Euryale, and they couldn't help but complain.

The powerful woman, with divine might, arrogantly lifted the hem of her skirt, frowned in disgust, and unleashed a magical beam of light that slashed through rows of weapons, creating a trail of dazzling sparks.

The faster flying maidens, wielding short bows, unleashed a barrage of arrows, creating a Gatling gun-like effect as they shot down the flashing, roaming wide-area annihilation weapons and humanoid combat units.

"Is there someone inside the mobile suit?"

Samael steadied himself and continued to hold hands with Medusa to maintain the large-scale spatial teleportation array behind the coastal wall. He then frowned and asked Euryale and Stheno, who had spontaneously guarded their flanks.

"Yes, but its intellect has been drained, leaving it as an empty shell!"

Euryale's figure danced like a butterfly flitting among flowers, raising her hand to pierce the skulls of two humanoid combat units above. The divine power that erupted from the arrows paralyzed their functions.

"Do you have some kind of special fetish? Pshaw, what's so good about a doll that doesn't react? Tell me your crooked thoughts in secret, and maybe the lovely goddess will grant them to you."

However, even in a critical situation, this brat still couldn't shake her narcissistic and talkative nature.

“Eureka is right. These guys are blind to my beauty and they hit me so hard. I advise you to give up. They are just a bunch of unfunny puppets.”

The one who could echo such sentiments and say such things was naturally Stheno.

Samael's eyelids twitched, and veins bulged on his forehead. He wished he could find something to shut up the two girls' gossiping mouths.

"Lord Samael, how much longer until we reach the defensive line?"

Deucalion, along with Pila and the calf, formed a triangular formation to protect the remaining survivors.

"Almost there! Hang in there a little longer, and also..."

Samael offered a few words of reassurance, and then, seeing in the distance the emerald-green figure leaping aboard the Korkis dragon, nocking an arrow and drawing her bow, along with the numerous nymphs behind her spreading their dragonfly-like wings, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Reinforcements...have arrived!"

"Apollo of Light, Artemis of the Forest, I pray for the arrival of our divine power, and offer this petition to the two great gods!"

At the same time, Atalanta, who led a large group of nymphs to meet them, frowned and glared. She held two arrows between her fingers, gathered her strength, and shot them into the sky. Immediately, a huge magic circle was formed, and a dense rain of blue and gold arrows fell like a waterfall, clearing the surrounding area.

And those little guys who were shooting arrows or performing magic tricks included not only familiar faces from the Arima Caves, but also Artemis's battle nymphs.

For a time, the vanguard of the Atlantis fleet was briefly suppressed.

"Retreat 200 meters east!"

Prometheus, atop the coastal wall, roared with divine words, and under his command, human magicians and nymphs changed their tones, partially closing the outer light screen and opening a passage to welcome their allies.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Samael called out to Ladon to plummet down, diving towards the gap.

However, at this very moment, the etheric tide, which had almost condensed into a red and black water-like flow, surged wildly.

Samael and the others, with their backs to the Oceanus Sea, couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Hundreds of thick beams of light, like the scythe of death, shot out from the stormy sea, causing the seawater to boil and steam, and space to distort and shatter like a mirror.

The crimson, cold light almost filled the vision of everyone present.

Boom boom boom!

One explosion after another echoed along the coastline, as large sections of protruding rocks broke off and crashed into the sea.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, seven or eight sections of the standing coastal wall collapsed and crumbled. Beyond the gaps, deep trenches, dozens of meters deep, were torn open in the ground, stretching for dozens of miles!

Along this path, mountains crumbled, rivers dried up, forests were destroyed, and several human settlements were wiped out.

"Cough cough, are you... alright...?"

Amidst a series of soft coughs, the golden light shield that had enveloped the middle third of the area gradually swayed and dissipated.

Samael looked around and, after confirming that the familiar faces were safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief.

The incident happened so suddenly that all he could do was urgently protect the central section of the city wall and the open areas. As for the other parts, he could only hope for the best.

However, the power of this concentrated beam of fire is far too great. Even the overloaded main guns of the Deep Sea Fleet could not cause such damage!

Samael glanced at the seven or eight breaches, the billowing smoke from the cracks, and the aftermath of the battlefield beneath the rubble of the city wall, where bones lay scattered, flesh and blood splattered, burying thousands of reinforcements. His face was extremely grim.

As the ancient serpent stood on the broken city wall, its pupils contracted sharply the moment it looked up, and it unconsciously murmured something dry.

This is—the Colossus!

Accompanied by surging, diverging waves, hundreds of bronze giants, each about a hundred meters tall, wielding luminous spears, with star rings on their heads, luminous tentacles on their backs, and covered in gold and blue patterns, are emerging from the deep sea toward the land.

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Amidst the eerie tremors and resonance, the golden-blue star patterns on the surface of the Colossus on the sea began to frantically draw in nearby aether particles, and the light grew even more intense.

Furthermore, the magic power gathered around, like flowing water, surged through the "river channels" connected by divine runes, flowing like a thousand rivers into the sea towards the core in the center of the bronze giant's chest.

Accompanied by the rattling sound of mechanisms grinding inside the giant soldier's chest cavity, beams of light, used for focusing and aiming, formed one after another in front of him, with rings constantly fine-tuning the focus, pointing directly at the coastal wall.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Dozens of scarlet beams swept across once more, their deadly trajectories splitting the waves to either side, creating torrents several meters high, and causing large swaths of seawater to evaporate, filling the air with a salty, fishy smell.

"Enemy attack! Prepare for the assault!"

Samael frowned and roared, then bent down and stomped forward with Medusa's Shield. The golden light patterns, combining his and Medusa's power, spread out to the surrounding coastal walls, forming a sealed golden eggshell.

However, this time they were prepared in advance, and the crimson beams did not fire in unison as before. Therefore, the seemingly powerful second wave of attacks only caused ripples on the expanded light shield, and the surging ether disappeared into it without a trace.

Having withstood over a hundred magical beams, the two deities behind them, their hands clasped tightly on the shield, gradually felt the Medusa Shield getting hot and trembling, clearly nearing its limit.

You are not qualified to exploit the civilizations of the Greek world!

The ancient snake raised its head and looked ahead, grinning maliciously.

"Anna!"

Medusa immediately understood. The two old partners exchanged a tacit glance, their eyes revealing a cold and solemn look, and together they raised their shields to the front.

In an instant, the head of the Gorgon in the center of the shield suddenly opened its eyes, its wildly growing purplish-red snake hair hissing and spitting out its tongue. Pairs of snake-like vertical pupils flashed with a cold, sinister light, while thousands of purplish-red magic arrays of various sizes formed on the surface of the golden light shield.

"Forced Sealing - Temple of Ten Thousand Demons!"

Medusa threw her head back and roared, her eyes wide with rage. Her rectangular, purplish-red pupils were deep and lifeless, and purple snake scales spread from her neck to her cheeks.

At the same time, tens of thousands of crimson magic beams traversed the sky. Wherever they passed, whether it was a deep-sea fleet or a bronze giant, once they were hit, grayish-white petrification marks spread rapidly, and even the hardest metals became as brittle as rocks that had been scorched and splashed with water.

Click...click...

One after another, the sound of shattering echoed across the sea as completely petrified, black warships broke apart and sank into the sea.

As the bronze giants mechanically moved towards the shore, a sickening metallic groan emanated from them. Their arms, legs, and even most of their bodies, marked with grayish-white petrification, disintegrated amidst cracking sounds, propelling the entire colossus toward the sea and creating towering waves.

By God, it is done!

Orpheus gazed at the once-powerful deep-sea fleet and the Titans on the sea, now reduced to wreckage, having lost a full seventy percent of their strength. He couldn't help but clench his fist and wave it excitedly. His fiery and reverent gaze fell upon the two figures on the edge of the city wall. He even wanted to grab his lyre and sing a song to celebrate.

However, Samael and Medusa, who had their backs to the believers, did not feel the ease of victory. Instead, they looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Laaa!"

At the same time, in the stormy sea, Saifalu spread his arms and tilted his head back, uttering syllables like a song. After being swept by several petrifying beams of light, the faint grayish-white color on his body was instantly vaporized and dried up, while the golden-blue light patterns spread rapidly forward to the sea surface, creating a strange resonance and exciting vibration.

Buzz buzz!

In an instant, beams of golden-blue light with floating star patterns rose up from various parts of the sea ahead.

To the astonishment of the crowd on the coastal wall, the shattered deep-sea warship, enveloped by golden-blue water, reassembled itself, gradually erasing its cracks; the severed limbs of the Colossus rose from the sea and reconnected with its main body; and thousands of wide-area annihilation weapons, directly dissolved, hatched and regenerated from the sea surface within pillars of light. Once activated, they swarmed towards the opposite shore like bees, unleashing a low-altitude barrage.

For a time, battle nymphs, human heroes, city-state reinforcements, and magician priests, protected by the coastal wall and the Medusa Shield, cooperated with each other to continuously shoot down the swarming creatures.

The melee lasted for a moment, and the observant and sharp-eyed Atalanta jumped off the back of the Kolkis dragon and landed behind Samael, whispering urgently.

"If I'm not mistaken, that monster is not only repairing its battle damage with seawater, but it's even hatching more combat units?"

Could it be that even the massive increase in the number of giants in Atlantis came from this source?!