Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Afterwards, the Star Trek Vanguard invaded the entirety of Atlantis, and incidentally salvaged these four true-body Mechs. They activated and modified them, using them to guard four crucial areas: the Colossus Ocean, the Atlantis Sea God Temple, the Mech Corridor in the Interstellar City Mountains, and the Great Altar.

"..."

Triton explained the reason, and then glared at the ruthless bandits with annoyance.

Jason's lips twitched violently, speechless. He really hadn't expected that the various dangers encountered by the Argonauts were actually related to their previous adventure.

As for how I feel, I regret it. In short, I regret it a lot, and I feel very wronged.

After all, as the captain, he never intended to come to this godforsaken place, Atlantis.

So, who should take the blame?

Just as Jason was conjuring up the image of a certain instigator in his mind, a violent tremor interrupted his reverie.

This tremor is unusual!

Sensing something amiss, Triton abruptly stood up, hesitated for a moment, then raised his left hand to activate a risky detection spell on the table, projecting the situation above into the room.

Instantly, cracks appeared on the ground, the sky was like a shattered mirror with cracks spreading, and the whole world seemed to be on the verge of collapse, like porcelain held together by glue.

"what happened?!"

"The world is falling apart! It seems the Planetary Vanguard's invasion of Greece is nearing completion, and we don't have much time left!"

As Triton withdrew his somber gaze and responded solemnly, Jason's expression darkened, and he immediately asked a question.

"The Sky Garden and the Mech God Corridor are both half collapsed, and the stones have all crashed onto the core temple, turning it into a dead zone. Do you have any other way to get to the Great Altar?"

"Yes! I've been trying to regain control of the core terminal all this time, secretly collecting parts and assembling an aircraft that can be identified!"

Terry nodded solemnly and decisively revealed his trump card.

Even if Atlantis is defeated and the sea gods become history, he will not become a rat in the tunnel, but will only hide in a dark corner and eke out a living.

"What a coincidence! I have the permission encoding for modifying terminal Chaos!"

Jason took a deep breath and took out the second colored scale left by Poseidon.

At this moment, the blond youth slowly got up, lazily stretched his waist, glanced at the remaining Argonauts in the corner, and then raised his hand to invite Triton.

"Dare to bet all our chips and make a big bet with me, my friend?"

"Do I have a choice?"

The mermaid prince shook his head helplessly and raised his hand to shake hands with Jason.

Suddenly, a cool sensation entered Jason's palm, and the captain subconsciously looked down, his face showing surprise.

"your hands……"

"To live here, you always have to pay a price."

Triton casually rolled up his sleeve and tapped the black alloy arm that had replaced the severed limb and was embedded in the flesh of his shoulder blade.

Immediately, the mermaid prince's gaze deepened, and he raised his hand to press a mechanism. With a slight metallic scraping sound, eight objects resembling chips or crystals popped out from a hidden slot on the metal arm. He looked at Jason and murmured to himself.

"And this might actually be more useful than the original limb!"

Chapter 300: Countdown to the End of the World (3/4)

The Sea of ​​Oceanus.

boom!

The cross-shaped spear ignited with a hundred-foot-long flame, transforming into a gigantic black serpent that devoured the mortal world. It pierced through the galaxy vortex in Sefalu's abdomen and coiled and strangled the monster's limbs and torso, finally tearing it to shreds with a deafening explosion.

the sixth time……

Samael, his face devoid of color, looked at the dismembered and shattered golden-blue light body of Sefaruna, closed his eyes and murmured, then drifted down, with countless aberrant creatures swarming towards him.

“Aaaa!”

Upon seeing this, Tiamat, the goddess of origin who was controlling eleven magical beasts and the Black Tide on the sea to fight against the army of the giants, immediately uttered a high-pitched chant. A column of water rose from the sea, like a palm, gently lifting her divine child and dissipating the force of the fall.

Get out of my way!

Standing on the reef, Ai Lei spun her gun wheel and slammed it down towards the sea. Thousands of red and black light-like spears pierced out, strung together the mutants.

That forest of guns, stretching for hundreds of miles, resembled an eerie yet beautiful thicket of red and black thorns, inspiring awe and keeping hordes of monsters at bay.

But she could only hold on for a few breaths before the goddess of the underworld coughed violently, smashing the wheel of her spear against the rocks. Her face was pale, and she looked into the distance, unable to maintain such a large-scale domain of power.

Fortunately, at that moment, a golden-blue streak of light plummeted from the sky, and then, with superb driving skills, performed a miraculous inertial drift, turning and speeding across the sea surface, and in the process, scooped up the ancient snake wrapped in the water and pulled it onto the Sky Ship Maanna.

"How long was I unconscious? How was it at sea?"

Upon contact, Samael instantly awoke, grabbed Ishtar's arm, and asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it's alright. We can make the most of this break and recover as quickly as possible. We can hold on."

The Goddess of Heaven helped Samael into Maana's cabin to rest and gently comforted him, but when she turned her head to look at the ancient serpent, her brow furrowed.

Looking around, among the Olympian gods, only Zeus, Hera, and Artemis remain, their fighting power still intact.

Apollo, the god of light; Hermes, the god of speed; and Persephone, the queen of the underworld, have fallen. Ares, the god of madness; Hestia, the goddess of the hearth; and Hades, the god of the underworld, are in slightly better condition. Their physical forms have decayed, but their divine essence has not been destroyed, and they are slowly reassembling their bodies.

Of the goddesses from Mount Ares, Medusa, Athena, and Themis survived, but suffered severe injuries. Their bodies are currently being repaired using their immortality and the power of order.

The serpent mother Echidna, the goddess of the moon Hecate, the astute Epimetheus, and the wise Chiron perished, their shattered and wandering divine identities being bound together by the mother goddess Tiamat with the power of the womb of all beasts.

The people of Mesopotamia, including Ishtar, Ereshkigal, and Gilgamesh, are all safe and sound.

Enkidu's clay shell collapsed, and he was forced back into his original form, the Chains of Heaven, and fell into hibernation. He was then summoned back to the Babylonian Treasury by the King of Heroes and nurtured with the Water of Life and the Food of Life.

Of the eleven Warcraft God-level prototypes, only the venomous serpent Bashium, which guarded the High Priestess Siduri, the Holy Prostitute Shamhat, and the Assyrian Empress Semiramis, survived.

But the mobile fortress, the Hanging Gardens of Vanity, is currently crashing onto the wasteland, billowing smoke and flames. All eleven fan-shaped main cannons have disintegrated, and the main body is riddled with holes. The remaining Garula spirits and Uruk undead are facing the strangulation of the Colossi and the Aberrants, going against the current and rushing towards Athens.

As for Athens, three-quarters of its front lines had fallen, and it had fewer than a thousand soldiers capable of fighting. The defenses were only held up by Pandora drawing on the resentment and bitterness from countless corpses, which coalesced into black mud and summoned shadow followers.

But this malice of the world, aroused by human hearts, is as faint as a firefly in a field to the wandering star soldiers who want to burn the earth and harvest all civilizations. In its flickering state, it will eventually burn out.

Behind the War God Mountain, in the valley, lived tens of thousands of elderly, weak, women and children who were powerless to fight.

Taking another step back means utter ruin!

Looking at the big picture, ninety percent of the gods have fallen, and humanity is almost completely wiped out.

The lone force previously deployed to the Eye of the Tide has yet to be heard from again, likely lost in the 9,990 chance of failure.

The current situation can be described as "a dead end"!

hum!

Just as Ishtar was feeling pessimistic, starlight fell from the sky, and the sea once again trembled like a death curse.

"They've been active again in less than ten minutes! So fast!"

Samael, leaning against the Skyship Maana, sensed the obscure and eerie rhythm coming from it. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Sefalu, who was reassembling on the sea under the baptism of starlight. His pupils contracted sharply.

"Damn it! Her recovery time is getting shorter and shorter! Why can't we destroy this thing no matter what we try?!"

Ishtar was furious and somewhat deflated. The gods, who had just destroyed Sephalus for the sixth time, had little time to catch their breath. Their faces were pale and their divine bodies began to flicker.

Clearly, they had reached their limit.

"Star Emblem, dock!"

Simulated Ether Magic Circuit, activated!

Soul Core, reboot!

Data loading...

The world's bubble erosion rate is 98.72%, and the world's wall assimilation rate is 97.74%...

Alien Key embedding complete. The Tear Star is expected to reach the terminal jump point in 30 seconds...

Triangulation deployed, preparing for starlight guidance!

At the same time, Sefalu's body solidified again, the surrounding star rings reassembled, he gripped the God of War's sword with both hands, tilted his head back and chanted coldly, the three star core vortexes on his chest and arms extended colorful light bands that shot straight into the sky, the clouds dispersed, and the pitch-black sky connected with the starry sky.

In the deep, boundless Milky Way, a teardrop-shaped comet with a fiery white tail is hurtling toward us.

We absolutely cannot let Sefalu summon that thing!

Upon seeing this, Samael's eyes widened in shock and anger. He immediately gripped his spear, spread his golden wings, and prepared to interrupt the navigation of this wandering star soldier.

"You haven't recovered yet, wait a little longer, let us do it!"

Ishtar raised her hand and grabbed the ancient snake's arm, gritting her teeth as she shouted to stop it.

In order to reduce casualties in Mesopotamia and Mount Ares, this guy always charged ahead, absorbing the vast majority of the damage and taking on the main output.

Otherwise, the two types of deities would suffer at least a third more casualties.

Pulled by the goddess of the heavens, Samael turned around gracefully and, surprisingly, embraced Ishtar, lowering his head to kiss the goddess's forehead.

The scorching air breathed into the goddess's ear, catching Ishtar off guard. She was stunned, her body stiffened, and a captivating rose-red flush rose on her pretty face.

“Listen to me! Zeus and I will hold this place. If Greece falls, you must lead them and the Mother Goddess back to the Sea of ​​Chaos immediately and retreat towards Mesopotamia!”

If we can't hold that place, we'll go to Northern Europe, to the Maya, to India, to China!

In short, find other worlds where you can survive!

But what followed was not tender sweet words, but resolute admonition.

Immediately afterward, before Ishtar could react, Samael withdrew and easily broke free from the flustered Ishtar's grasp. Then, with a mischievous smile, he leaned back and flapped his wings, flying out of the Skyship Maana.

Chapter 301 The Foolish Bird Must Die (4/4)

However, in the blink of an eye, a streak of light whizzed past Samael.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? You idiot!"

"Tch, you think you can just run away after you've finished eating? Not so easy!"

"How about I give you a ton of gems as compensation?"

"Really? You said it! You can't go back on your word!"

"..."

"Uh, why are you looking at me like that? We agreed on one ton, no returns! I'll just take the loss and let you kiss me a few more times?"

On the celestial ship, Ishtar, beneath those chilling snake eyes, shrank back in fear, her eyes darting around erratically, before finally offering a dry laugh and leaning closer to her pretty face.

"Kiss me my foot! You're driving me crazy!"

"Hey, hey, hey, can you pay the bill first before we talk about life and death? Even believers have to pay the full amount of gems when they pray to this goddess. What you're doing is blasphemy, a much more serious crime, and you have to pay more! Ha, don't even think about getting rid of me until you pay it all back!"

Samael's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but faced with this shameless goddess who knowingly followed him despite her ignorance, he was speechless. He muttered a few meaningless curses, then turned and sped forward.

Almost at the same time he set off, Ereshkigal, Tina, Gilgamesh, and the three goddesses of Mount Ares followed closely behind without hesitation, heading towards the Stormy Sea.

Immediately afterwards, the Olympian gods and their subordinate gods began to act, solemnly advancing forward amidst layers of obstacles.

At this moment, the seawater surged, and under the radiation of the star ring, colossus warriors and aberrations reappeared, sweeping across the land and overwhelming Athens with their reinforcements.

The seventh wave of attack!

The Daughter of Calamity leaned lazily against the head of the statue, watching with interest the tens of thousands of giant soldiers and aberrations charging ashore on the wasteland, as if observing a landscape.

This might be the final battle...

Being able to appreciate humanity and the gods, and being cleansed from the earth's surface, is quite a pleasant experience...

boom!

Just as Pandora's malice toward life was quietly flowing through her heart, a fierce wind swept in from behind, and a wing slapped her head, interrupting her reverie.

"What are you standing there for? These things are coming up! Set up defenses now!"

The harpy, Harpy, who was in charge of keeping an eye on a certain wicked woman, glared with sharp eyes.

"Speaking of which, you haven't had a proper meal since you landed on Aiyou Island. Since this world is about to end anyway, why not indulge yourself a little and not mistreat yourself..."

Before Pandora could finish her seductive words, the harpy snorted and slapped the witch's head with her iron-hard wings.

"Hmph! You really think I'm that easy to fool! Don't even think about having any bad intentions!"

"Tsk, given this situation, the destruction of humanity and the gods is only a matter of time. Is it really necessary to fight so desperately?"