Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Therefore, he knew early on that not all gods were aware of the need to contend with the giant god, and even secretly created the divine seal to unite all the gods.

But it doesn't matter. Gods are more pure than humans, and the weak submit to the strong!

As long as one possesses the power and authority to control them, all dissent will be suppressed and erased.

And he was the supreme god-king who led the Greek pantheon!

Humans, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Let the gods see what qualifications you have to claim you can replace us!

Meanwhile, the human faction.

Hundreds of white owls, some luminous and some solid, burst out of the command and decision-making tent and scattered in all directions, delivering urgent messages.

Moments later, hundreds of streaks of light, like falling stars, streaked across the sky and headed toward the assembly point.

Within just over ten minutes, the originally spacious tent became somewhat crowded as more and more figures poured in, and the atmosphere became even more solemn.

Samael stepped onto the stage, looked around, and smiled nonchalantly.

"Gentlemen of Argonautica, do you remember our promise? It's not easy to get you all together."

Recalling the details of that expedition, the heroes, who knew each other well, relaxed and looked at each other with smiles of remembrance, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed and harmonious.

“I see among you Spartans, Thebans, Calydonians, Arcadians, and Athenians.”

You may come from all corners of the world, and be born into different bloodlines, but you all share a common name... Greeks!

Without a doubt, you are all heroes of this era, invincible and unmatched! You encompass the essence of all city-states and are the most brilliant stars in the world!

Ladies and gentlemen, we were brought together by the Argo, and together we embarked on a great journey filled with hardships and dangers for a common purpose!

Now, I am assembling an Argonaut Expeditionary Force and would like to invite you all to join me on a brand new adventure!

The ancient serpent spread its arms wide, its tone impassioned, its gaze profound.

Immediately afterwards, the three goddesses behind Samael told everyone the purpose of their trip and the current state of the battle.

"What are our chances of success in breaking through this impenetrable sea sealed off by the giant god and reaching Atlantis to complete our mission?"

Sisyphus, who had temporarily joined in, stroked his chin and asked earnestly.

"What are the chances of winning? Only... one in ten thousand..."

Samael thought about the colossus that covered the sea, the dense array of weapons, and the twelve machine gods of Atlantis whose fate was unknown, and answered seriously without any hesitation.

The three goddesses' expressions changed slightly, and they were about to stop it when the result had already spread among the crowd.

However, unexpectedly, after a brief silence, bursts of hearty laughter erupted.

"One in ten thousand? Interesting! I'm getting really excited! I missed it last time, I absolutely can't miss it this time!"

"That's right, it's been a long time since I've had such an exciting adventure, count me in!"

"Haha, now I have another story to brag about to the boys in my family!"

"Hmph! The more challenging the task, the more I enjoy doing it! This is no challenge for me!"

"..."

Sisyphus, Prince Calydon, Heracles, Caenis, and a host of Greek heroes from both the old and new eras eagerly stepped forward, their expressions full of anticipation.

"Very well! After dawn, the gods will do everything in their power to hold back the star vanguard, and you..."

Samael stood up abruptly, looked at the familiar faces below, and spoke in a calm and powerful tone.

"Rest assured, for the final victory, for the sake of Greece seeing the sun rise on the third day! We will fight with all our might to break through this impassable sea and seize that one in ten thousand chance!"

Hercules responded solemnly, and under the leadership of this mighty god, the heroes all pounded their right fists into their chests, making their vows.

"That's right! A hero is someone who naturally turns the impossible into the possible, creating miracles that even the gods marvel at with meager human strength!"

Orpheus plucked the strings of his lyre, producing a stirring melody, his face beaming with anticipation.

"Come, everyone, I will have the honor of recording this unprecedented adventure and singing a human myth more magnificent than the hymns of the gods!"

I think I see it all: glory will surely belong to the Argonauts!

The talented singer, in high spirits, took out his pen and paper and launched a call to action in poetic language. He even volunteered to take on the task of counting the participants and recorded their names.

"Glory belongs to the Argo Expeditionary Force!"

The atmosphere in the tent instantly became lively and noisy, reaching a climax as the heroes raised their fists and shouted out their identities.

Chapter 273 Heroes of Justice, Gods of Selfish Desires (2/2)

"Now, I need someone familiar with the route and the situation in Atlantis to serve as the captain of the Argo..."

With time pressing and the mobilization work successfully completed, after the tasks of the statistical personnel were broken down and assigned to the group at Zhan Shen Shan, Samael looked around and his gaze fell on a tall, honest-looking baby-faced man.

Orion was slightly taken aback, scratched his head with a sheepish grin, and was about to get up and agree when a slender figure pushed open the tent flap, squeezed out of the crowd in a disheveled manner, and raised her hand high to speak.

"I! I'm applying to be the captain of the Argo!"

"you are not…"

Samael looked at Jason, who had suddenly appeared, with slight surprise, and hesitated to speak.

“Yes, I originally planned to escape to Athens, but you only gave me a pass, not money. With such a significant adventure, I’m sure I can make a fortune like last time and enough for my retirement.”

The blond youth answered with a smug grin, his animated gestures and expressive face making him look like a clown.

“Friend, you should know that this Argonautical Expedition is not a risky undertaking for personal gain, and you will not gain anything from it.”

Samael responded in a low voice, offering a gentle piece of advice.

"It doesn't matter, I'll just lose money this once. Anyway, I've found that life at sea suits me better than life on land."

Jason spread his hands, his frivolous smile gradually fading, but his emerald eyes began to show an unprecedented seriousness.

"Brother, let me go!"

Samael stepped down from the throne and gazed silently at Jason, their lips moving in unison.

"The seaports at the tip of the Peloponnese peninsula have fallen..."

"Greece has many outlets to the sea. The broken islands of Athens form a natural defense line. It has docks and ports, and can pass through the Aegean Sea, making it the most suitable choice."

"The Stormy Seas are occupied by Planetary Vanguard..."

"With the gods holding them back, they will eventually leave, and I will seize the opportunity!"

"A winding path in space..."

"I could find my way out of that place with my eyes closed!"

"Once you enter the ocean of the divine giants, you will be isolated and helpless..."

"The gods didn't seem to help us much last time either, but we still made it through!"

Jason became more and more confident as he spoke, while Samael remained silent for a moment, his tone somber.

"But this adventure has only a one in ten thousand chance of success..."

"Then I'm willing to give everything, to sacrifice everything, to obtain even this one in ten thousand chance!"

"No, promise me, do everything you can to help everyone survive..."

"Haha, don't worry, buddy. I was just kidding you. I'm the one who's most afraid of dying."

Jason's solemn expression was quickly replaced by a carefree, frivolous smile. He restlessly hooked his paws around the shoulder of the Greek leader before him, appearing quite familiar with him.

"Tch, I disagree! Why should we entrust our lives to such a coward?"

The outspoken Katniss, displeased, rushed out of the crowd and glared disdainfully at Jason.

After their parting at Atlantis, under Samael's cover, she genuinely believed that Jason was acting out of a sense of righteousness by transporting the wounded back home. However, after landing and reflecting on the situation, she realized that he had simply abandoned his friends and deserted his post.

Faced with the dark-skinned beauty's sharp, murderous gaze, even Jason, with his strong mental fortitude, couldn't withstand it and stood awkwardly in place, somewhat at a loss.

“Cowardice leads to a fear of death, and a fear of death can effectively reduce casualties among the crew. During the last Argonaut expedition, it was thanks to Jason’s caution that we were able to save everyone. This mission is not for you to commit suicide. I hope that all of you will come back alive!”

Samael spoke solemnly, presenting irrefutable facts, looking down at Katniss, his tone growing increasingly serious.

However, the stubborn, dark-skinned beauty was still somewhat resentful.

"Why not Orion, Peleus, or Telamon? Why does it have to be him?"

"Because the Argo is the best ship, and Jason will be the best captain!"

The ancient snake answered decisively. Upon hearing this, the blond youth with a slightly hunched back and drooping shoulders trembled, gradually raised his head, gritted his teeth, looked at the crowd around him, and spoke solemnly.

“That’s right! Whether in this camp or throughout Greece, no one knows the Argo better than me, no one knows the route better than me, no one understands the situation in Atlantis better than me, and therefore no one is more suitable for this position than me!”

The increasingly rousing declarations echoed within the tent. The blond youth looked around, and surprisingly, not a single one of the heroes gathered there questioned this frivolous man.

Even Katniss, who had been indignant, only opened her mouth before her resentment finally subsided into silence.

"Since there are no objections, then I hereby announce that Jason will serve as captain of the Argonaut Expeditionary Force. All heroes who volunteered will be incorporated into the force and will gradually withdraw from the front lines to rest and regroup before heading towards Athens. This expedition will depart at dawn!"

Samael decisively issued a public order, leaving behind key figures such as Jason, Orion, and Hercules to finalize the subsequent plans and countermeasures for various situations.

After these arrangements were made, the Argonauts departed one by one, while Themis, the goddess of justice, escorted Daedalus, the brilliant engineer with a criminal record, into the camp.

The old craftsman, with a guilty conscience, knelt down with trembling legs as soon as he entered the door, pleading for forgiveness from the Greek king, the ruler of Athens, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"The Athenian fleet, it seems you were the one who oversaw its construction?"

Samael ignored his attempt to elicit sympathy and went straight to the point.

"Yes...yes, Your Highness..."

"The coastal city-states were previously attacked by the Star Trek Vanguard. Two-thirds of their ships, regardless of size, were destroyed. Athens had broken reefs to intercept them, which reduced the power of the tsunami. Moreover, they had built a shipyard, so their situation was better. Now, I need you to repair and replace the damaged ships in Athens within 8 hours."

"Your Highness, how could that be possible! Before I left, there were 300 warships in the Athenian naval dockyard, along with nearly a thousand smaller vessels. I..."

As the sword of justice's edge pressed coldly against Daedalus's throat, the old man fell silent in fear.

"I have no interest in your complaints, I only want results! Within 8 hours, the Athenian navy's ships must be repaired and restored! The number and scale can only be more, not less."

During this period, you can allocate resources and manpower from Athens and Mount Arena.

In addition, Hephaestus, the god of forging from Mount Etna, along with the three Cyclopes who served Zeus, and hundreds of divine craftsmen were on their way to Athens.

Themis would also accompany them, responsible for restraining the Olympian gods and making them obey her commands.

If you can't do it before dawn, I'll throw you off the walls of the Acropolis, just like I did with my nephew!

Samael narrowed his serpentine eyes, his gaze turning icy.

"I guarantee it will be as you wish!"

As the blood spots in his throat expanded, Daedalus's hair stood on end, and he nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Without another word, the craftsman rushed to Athens as if his backside was on fire to begin the reconstruction and repair of the Athenian ships.

If you don't want to die, then you have to fight for it!

Is it really necessary to do this?

Athena gazed towards Mount Ares and sighed softly.

"Sending the Argo alone would be too conspicuous. It would probably be doomed before it even enters the Stormy Sea. Only by infiltrating the entire fleet and releasing bait across the board will they have a chance to break through this dangerous sea!"

"That would kill a lot of people..."

"For that one in ten thousand chance, gods and humans alike must fight with all their might! This is a catastrophe sweeping across Greece, and weakness is no reason to run away!"

Even if it's just to tip the scales of victory slightly in our favor, we are willing to make the necessary sacrifices!

Samael's gaze was deep and distant, his tone somber and cold, like a god who had lost much of his warmth and looked down upon the mortal world.

"boom!"

Just then, the tent flap was pushed open by three figures.

Why weren't we informed about what just happened?

Atalanta slammed her hand on the table, coldly glancing at the Greek ruler inside the tent. Little Medea wanted to go forward and get closer, but Circe, who was shrinking back, sensed something was wrong and held onto her little niece tightly, obediently shrinking into the corner.

The ancient serpent glanced slightly to the side: "The third line of defense needs your long-range shooting ability even more..."

"No one is more important than anyone else! They can board the Argo, and so can I! I'm applying to join the expeditionary force!"

"Yes, yes, my aunt and I also hope to help Lord Theseus, we want to participate too!"

Little Medea broke free from Circe's restraints, squeezed forward, waved her little fists, and made a serious demand.