Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The person walked with great care, the distance between each step as if measured with a ruler, and the surrounding storm and the waves beneath his feet had no effect on him whatsoever.

After wading for several hours across the water, the silver-haired man, his clothes tattered and revealing large patches of his tanned, muscular skin through the holes, finally reached the other side.

Climbing to a high vantage point, the winding Nile River, the fertile farmland irrigated by the irrigation system, the majestic and radiant Great Temple, and the roaming Sphinx of the hot sands—all these familiar yet unfamiliar sights came into view, awakening memories that had been dormant for who knows how long in the silver-haired man's mind.

The man tightened the shoulder strap connecting the cabinet behind him, gazing at the stunning afterglow of the setting sun, and murmured to himself.

Nefertari, I'm home...

At that very moment, within the Radiant Composite Temple, a pair of golden eyes suddenly opened.

Chapter 154 Who Slept?

Greece, the Chaotic Sea.

After a three-day voyage, the Panhellenic Allied mixed fleet swept across the chaotic seas like a comb, crushing and swallowing several waves of Persian fast ships that were patrolling along the way with overwhelming force.

By midday, the Greek army had already approached the main area controlled by the Persian fleet.

"Wind direction north-northeast, wind speed level 3, flight speed 20 knots, star chart error 12 degrees!"

"Adjust the angle! We are about to reach the vicinity of Thermopylae. Wolf pack tactics, maintain distance! All personnel on high alert!"

With the Argo at its core and the Deepsea Flagship and the Viking Flagship serving as command centers of the same level, the fleet began intensive preparations, integrating its forces and cooperating in its advance, and the atmosphere suddenly became somber and solemn.

The battle-hardened Argonauts, setting an example, skillfully coordinated their actions, each like a tightly wound gear, turning in perfect harmony.

"The priests will disperse the sea fog, clear obstacles from the sea route, and bestow blessings upon our teammates!"

Boldly removing her hood, the juvenile form of the serpent goddess, clad in a magnificent long dress, stood proudly at the bow of the ship, assuming the role of spiritual symbol and taking over the command of the clergy of Mount Ares.

Stheno, with his arms crossed, stood listlessly behind Anna.

"The magician chants divine words, activates the etheric barrier, and prepares the secret ritual!"

Holding the Staff of the Moon, Medea, the sorceress queen reborn like Hecate, issued commands to the spellcaster team of the Academy of Athens.

"Dragon Tooth Soldiers and Earth Guardians in position, all operations are normal!"

The Eagle Witch Circe waved her staff, directing a group of golems to take care of the various tasks on the Argo.

"Activate the left-hand gun port matrix, I'm in charge here!"

Atalanta, atop the watchtower, swiftly slid down the mast like the wind, deftly reaching her designated spot, her emerald eyes gazing calmly ahead.

"Right-straight rear gun port matrix, here it is, here it is..."

Euryale yawned as she slumped listlessly in front of the control panel. Though she dawdled, her open rectangular magic eye flickered eerily.

As seasoned Argonauts skilled in archery, Orion and Hercules naturally and effortlessly selected their targets and began their runs, each filling the other two gaps in the four corners.

Jason, inside the captain's cabin, stared blankly at the six members of the Snake Nest group, who appeared perfectly normal and were all in their positions.

Didn't they say they were so exhausted they couldn't even get out of bed?

Why are they all so lively and energetic, even more so than before?

Is it...

The captain glanced at his friend, who wasn't surprised at all, and his lips twitched slightly.

So, who exactly slept is the question.

In a flash, Jason muttered to himself for a moment, then shook off the jumbled thoughts in his mind and authorized the cannon gate.

Instantly, the ship trembled, and the gunners at the four corners of the ship began to operate the magic arrays beneath their feet. The ship's cannons, engraved with intricate incantations, creaked and adjusted, and several nested cross-shaped halos lit up nearby to define the firing range.

Similarly, the dark, deep-sea warships, with their hulls displaying a rhythmic interplay of dark red light patterns, continuously power their turrets.

The wooden swift ships of Athens and the Viking warships of Northern Europe also reacted one after another, with layers of magic arrays lighting up and enveloping the ships.

Admiral Themistocles, gazing at the steel torrent and the banners that blotted out the sky, and recalling the perilous battle of Salamis where he had treaded on thin ice and endured countless hardships to carve out a large chunk of flesh from the Persians, couldn't help but grin maliciously. For a moment, his heart surged with schadenfreude.

Haha, you didn't expect this, did you, Persians? You've finally met your match!

This time there's no need for hiding or dodging. A head-on confrontation and a round of artillery fire will be enough to give them a run for their money!

However, extreme joy brings sorrow.

For some unknown reason, large white waves appeared in the nearby chaotic sea, the water boiled and churned irregularly, and the ships rocked up and down.

creak...creak...creak...

Before the disoriented admiral and Athenian soldiers could regain their footing, a series of piercing, teeth-grinding whistles came from below the speedboat.

boom!

Suddenly, water splashed everywhere, and a long, thin shadow swept down from the misty sea fog. The sea surface was cleaved open by the force, and three fast boats that couldn't dodge in time snapped in half and turned into wreckage, sinking into the sea with a gurgling sound.

"what!"

"Underwater! There's a monster underwater!"

"Help me, help me! Ahhhhh..."

Hundreds of survivors who escaped the first wave of attacks floated on the sea, desperately swimming towards friendly ships in the vicinity for help.

But in the blink of an eye, a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea surface, and the survivors were torn apart and swept into it like bait. The horrifying screams quickly stopped, and the pale red blood spread out.

"Scatter! Scatter! Maximize the magic barrier! Where are the Athens Academy members?! Bombard the underwater area and force that monster out!"

Admiral Timmystique decisively evacuated the fleet first, avoiding this strange and dangerous area, and then, while summoning magicians to fight back, symbolically threw down some floating airbags, leaving the survivors to fend for themselves.

The saying goes, "A merciful general cannot command an army." The situation is unclear now, and who knows what lies beneath the surface? This is certainly not the time to be soft-hearted.

Disrupting your defensive formation for such a small number of people would be a case of penny-wise and pound-foolish.

Moreover, they have now entered waters controlled by the Persians. If their fleet were to intercept them in the chaos, the losses would be far greater than the lives of a few Athenian citizens.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the intense chanting, a younger sister compressed a spell bullet to its limit, which then slammed into the deep sea, creating waves tens of meters high. The salty, pungent smell of the seawater filled the air.

hiss!

In an instant, accompanied by a sinister hissing sound from underwater, violent waves surged on the sea surface, and the seawater that was stirred up splashed onto the deck and everyone's faces like raindrops.

At the same time, a huge shadow hung over the main ship. Timistokli, who was directing the battle, stiffly looked up and was shocked to see a terrifying head as tall as a mountain.

The blood-red, vertical pupils of the snake stared intently, radiating a chilling malice. From the gaping maw of the abyss, the forked tongue dripped sticky saliva from its tip.

zizi...

As the dark green liquid splashed onto the magic light screen, the aether was violently corroded, its white light flashing, and it instantly melted into a large hole. The pervasive mist, after being absorbed by only a wisp of diluted mist, caused the blood warriors guarding the surrounding area to feel dizzy.

What...what kind of monster is this?!

Timistok stared at the serpentine monster with scales like black rocks, its head nearly a hundred meters long, and its body in the sea stretching for miles. Cold sweat broke out on his back.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

In an instant, the sound of water splashing down, almost like a tsunami, rose and fell in waves.

One...

Two...

Three...

A dozen or so giant snake heads rose from the deep sea, their coiled bodies already shredding the several metal warships that had been submerged.

Suddenly, in the increasingly thick sea fog, crimson, cruel snake eyes looked down, hissing and flicking their tongues. Their undulating, serpentine bodies divided and coiled around the Pan-Hellenic coalition fleet, as if they were holding a feast.

Sure enough, that old Jehovah was prepared.

At the same time, Samael and the serpentine monster that emerged from the sea gazed at each other from afar, and Samael frowned as he revealed his answer.

Leviathan, the giant serpent of the deep sea!

Chapter 155 I am Ti Ma's son! (1/3)

Leviathan, a giant serpent of the deep sea, also known as the dragon of the sea, is a top-tier magical beast.

According to the Bible, on the sixth day of creation, God created two giant beasts, one male and one female, from clay. The female beast is Leviathan.

The Book of Job chapter 41 and other books contain relevant descriptions of this.

"It uses iron as hay and copper as rotten wood. Arrows cannot frighten it or make it flee; slingshots are to it stubble and clubs are to it stalks; it scoffs at the whooshing sound of short guns..."

"It despises all that is tall and mighty; it reigns supreme among the proud creatures of the water!"

Both passages demonstrate the formidable power of Leviathan.

On this chaotic sea, the mythical creatures that the Panhellenic allied fleet will face are not just one, but a whole group!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

A sharp, piercing cry suddenly rang out, and one after another, giant deep-sea serpents of all sizes, their appetites and ferocity aroused, opened their blood-red maws, which seemed to swallow the sky and earth, and lunged at the bait that had been delivered to their doorstep.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

In the blink of an eye, the magical barriers that had been erected were as thin and fragile as paper, and dozens of warships were swallowed up by the swarming Leviathans, ships and crew alike.

Caught off guard, the victims didn't even have time to scream before becoming food for the giant snake.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Naval guns are fully charged in three stages, fire!"

"Conventional combat units retreat 1000 meters, and heroes from all sides launch an attack to hunt down the monsters!"

"The priest is in a stacked state, preparing to use a suppression spell to control the field! The magician releases a ritualistic spell to assist in the attack!"

Amidst the brief chaos and sporadic counterattacks, urgent and forceful orders were relayed everywhere.

In an instant, the ethereal light streams gathered by the ship's cannons, the divine blood heroes that swept across the sky, the elemental aggregates summoned by the magician, and the various halos superimposed by the priests and priests as allies illuminated the dark and chaotic sea with a dazzling array of colors, both colorful and dangerous.

The Leviathan swarm, under the relentless bombardment, became disoriented. Their rock-like scales shattered and tore off, exploding red and black flesh into pieces.

However, due to their enormous size and powerful regenerative properties, the Leviathans' mangled wounds healed rapidly with the movement of granulation tissue.

At the same time, the Leviathan's short, fin-like wings flapped violently amidst the floating light patterns.

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered over the sea, accompanied by wind and thunder, and waterspouts swept upwards and outwards.

On the Nordic side, the Warrior King was covered in jet-black dragon scale armor, with a pair of red and black fleshy wings extending from his back. He used ether to propel his body into the storm and against the wind.

"The demonic sword seems to unleash itself. My flames will usurp the sun! This is the dawn of destruction—the wheel of calamity!"

Sigurd's sun-slaying sword, Guram, disintegrated into hundreds of tiny, thorn-like, blood-red fragments as he chanted divine incantations, unleashing the true power of the divinely crafted weapon.

In an instant, the shards that were rapidly rotating in a ring around the master's arm burst forth with dazzling light, like the sun in the sky. Then, they stirred up an eerie golden-red ether storm, which shot out toward the pillars of wind in front of them.

Puff puff puff!

One after another, incredibly sharp shards pierced through the wind pillars, cut through the swirling water, and even the Leviathan serpent's hard scales and flesh.

Suddenly, amidst the screams and cries of the snakes, the rising seawater, mixed with the Leviathan's broken scales and shed flesh, poured down like a torrential rain.

hissing...

Because of his "dragon" attributes, Sigurd, as a dragon slayer, inflicted severe damage on these deep-sea serpents.

Even so, the snakes' strong vitality and the protection of the ocean allow the granulation tissue to slowly wriggle and heal as they immerse their wounds in seawater.

"The power that is bound together in my name, answer my call and open the gate! Come, my city, the City of Shadows—the gate to a demonic realm overflowing with death!"

Just then, Skadi, the goddess of winter, chanted a divine incantation, raised her wand and tapped it lightly. She began to ascend from the deck, heading towards the stalemate battlefield, and traversed the air.

Bathed in a crimson aetheric glow, Skadi seemed to be ascending a staircase to the throne beneath her feet.

At the same time, a huge magic circle formed above the heads of the Nordic people, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles, and operated continuously. It slowly opened the secret door, and an upside-down winter castle sank from the sky, casting a cold and mysterious shadow and exuding a chilling aura that could freeze life.

In an instant, like stardust falling, specks of light traced runes in the void, which were then imprinted on everyone's weapons and armor.

This allows nearby allies to not only filter out the toxins released into the air by the Leviathan Serpent, but also to imbue their weapons with properties that increase damage and prevent healing, and to form protective light patterns that surround them.

"Leg, runes, in the name of Odin, grant me power!"

Immediately, led by Brunhilde, the Valkyries took flight in perfect unison, raising their divine iron shields to break through the poisonous fog and waves. They leaned back, chanting divine incantations, and gently kissed Skadi's enchanted rune spears before hurling them at the sea monsters' vital points.