Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 237 The Truth of the Ancient Gods, Twilight of the Gods

The Bermuda Sea is vast and boundless, and under the clear sky, it is difficult to find any trace of human habitation.

Although it is adjacent to Florida, due to its notoriety, all ships and planes have disappeared, leaving only the sea surface swaying in the wind and sparkling.

Suddenly, a strange roar came from the bottom of the sea, getting closer and closer. Then, a huge transparent bubble rushed out of the sea with a "splash", just like a whale jumping out of the water at the bottom of the sea!
In an instant, the water splashed and bubbles crossed the water surface with unstoppable force, but continued to rise upwards without slowing down at all.

“Ahhhhh——!”

In the bubble, Annabeth and her other demigod friends screamed in fear.

After spending several days and under the whipping of teddy bears, Percy and his gang of descendants of Poseidon who possess the power of the ocean finally developed a giant bubble that can contain everyone and has a tough outer shell that can withstand the sea pressure of the deep sea.

Starting from the pool in the giant's lair, they sank all the way down, enduring in fear for more than half an hour, fearing that the bubble would burst at any time.

Fortunately, when they sank to a certain depth, the water pressure began to slowly decrease. Then, with Rango's push, they finally broke through another layer of water and returned to the embrace of the Bermuda Sea.

bang——

Soon the bubbles in the air burst with a "bang", and everyone started falling again.

Fortunately, there were several little demigods in the team who could control the water flow. Before they fell into the water, the waves surged up in time and caught them steadily.

Teddy patted the waves beneath him. Although it was just ordinary sea water, it felt like a magic. Sitting on it was as comfortable as lying on a water bed. There was no feeling of falling off at all.

At this time, Luke saw that they had successfully left the isolated island, and quickly took out the satellite phone and called someone to pick them up.

Among them are many prominent figures whose family influence extends across Europe, so dispatching a few helicopters to the nearby coast is just a piece of cake.

As soon as the coordinates were given, Luke hung up the phone and looked up at Rango who was standing in front of the waves. He had his arms crossed over his chest, and it was unclear whether he was in deep thought or posing to look cool.

After hesitating for a moment, Luke finally plucked up the courage to walk over.

"Rango."

Rango turned around and saw Luke's golden hair and determined eyes. He couldn't help but laugh, "It didn't take you so long to thank me, did it?"

"Uh hey hey."

Luke smiled awkwardly, but soon nodded seriously, "We have discussed that we will donate a large sum of money to the New York Museum of Natural History. Also, if you have any problems in Europe that are inconvenient for you to come in person, you can always contact us."

Before he could finish his words, Luke saw Rango raise his hand. He quickly closed his mouth, wondering if he had said something wrong.

However, Rango just smiled and said in a relaxed and sincere tone: "Luke, to be honest, I admire you guys."

He pointed at the group of people behind Luke and continued, "As children of the gods, you did not indulge in vested interests. Instead, you dared to challenge the authority of the gods at the cost of your future and life, and even broke with those inaction of the gods' parents. Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

At this point, Rango said with a hint of emotion: "You are either adorably naive or fearlessly brave."

Luke was slightly stunned when he heard this, but then he smiled: "I just want justice for my unfortunate mother."

"Even when faced with death, you didn't hesitate?"

"That's right!"

Rango nodded slightly, ruffled the boy's hair, and said seriously: "Your feud with the Pantheon has nothing to do with me, but the old man Dionysus has lived for so many years after all, and your identity as a traitor has been exposed, so you need to be more cautious in the future."

"I understand, but don't worry, there are far more people in the temple who are dissatisfied with the gods than just us. It will be far from easy for the god of wine to clean us out as he thinks."

"As long as you know what's going on."

Rango nodded, patted Luke on the shoulder, and turned to walk towards Teddy.

Rango did not have much aversion to Luke and his group of young people who rebelled against the gods. If he guessed correctly, this was probably the plot of a movie he had never seen.

However, the fighting power of these little guys is really too poor, and they may not be able to help him in the future.

Therefore, he did not intend to have in-depth interactions with them, but simply planned to reap some benefits while establishing the image of a good brother in their hearts.

He continued walking towards Teddy, who was now lazing on the waves, waiting for the helicopter to arrive.

When passing by Annabeth, the girl deliberately turned sideways, struck a sexy pose, bit her lip and looked at him, as if teasing him.

In the giant's lair, they had had many in-depth exchanges. It must be said that the physical fitness of these descendants of the gods is indeed far superior to that of ordinary people. Annabeth can easily do many actions that Heather cannot complete.

But relatively speaking, she is also more unsatisfied than Heather.
Rango coughed lightly, gestured to Annabeth tacitly to make an appointment in the evening, and then sat leisurely next to Teddy.

At this moment, Teddy's arms were tightly wrapped by the venom, like a giant black python, extending dozens of meters, hanging above the sparkling sea, pretending to be an experienced angler.

This kid is really talented. Rango remembered that in the movie, it took Eddie several months to gradually master the skills of symbiosis with Venom and use its abilities proficiently.

But Teddy seemed to be born to wait for the venom to parasitize him, and he used all kinds of fancy moves.

"Man, it looks like you two are getting along pretty well."

Rango looked at Teddy and Venom who were having a great time, calling each other "fuck" and "bitch", and nodded repeatedly with satisfaction.

Maybe my ears will never be at peace again in the future, but no matter what, Teddy's strength has undergone an epic enhancement.

He is parasiticized by venom, so he can probably withstand a few attacks from his fellow countrymen.

"We're getting along well, Wardfa? What do you think, Rango?" Venom poked his dark head out from behind Teddy and muttered unhappily, "I'd rather parasitize a harmless lizard than be with this stupid bear with a head full of dirty ideas!"

"Well, we do have a flying lizard at home," Rango reminded.

"Then I'll go parasite a car!"

"There are cars, too."

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Soon, more than a dozen transport helicopters circled over the sea like huge black flying birds.

Since Luke and his crew could not return to the camp on the mysterious island, they decided to return to Europe first. One of the helicopters was specially prepared for Rango and his crew so that they could return to the camp.

Rango nodded to the little demigods who were waving goodbye, and then turned his gaze to the sea outside the window. The sea was as calm as a mirror at this moment, which was completely different from the scene of multiple deadly sharks and giant sea monsters wreaking havoc a few days ago.

He believed that for a long time to come, there would be no more incidents of sea monsters attacking ships here.

Teddy also stared at the gradually receding sea, feeling an inexplicable melancholy in his heart: "We should have brought King Kong out as well, Rango. That guy really treats me as a friend."

Hearing this, Rango looked at Teddy helplessly.

King Kong is so huge that even if Percy and the others tried their best, they couldn't blow out such a huge bubble to accommodate him.

He shook his head and said with emotion: "Don't think about it, man. When everything is settled, we can go down to visit him often."

"Then how long do we have to wait?" Teddy continued to ask in a nonchalant manner.

Rango didn't answer directly, but raised his wrist to check the time.

When absorbing the magic power of the legendary sea monster Charybdis that day, the huge amount of magic power quickly filled the energy needed for the seventh summoning.

In order to avoid waste, he stopped absorbing magic power in time, and continued to absorb the magic power stored in the sea monster's heart after summoning the venom.

Furthermore, this absorption once again pushed the energy required for the eighth summoning by a quarter.

After defeating the Giant King on the island, he absorbed the gradually dissipating magic power in the Giant King's body from his corpse.

At this time, there was still one third of the energy required for the eighth summoning.

The corners of Rango's mouth rose slightly, his eyes passed through the sea and sky outside the window, his expression full of confidence.

"I promise you, man, that day is coming soon."

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On the mysterious island, at the edge of the Demigod Camp, hundreds of members of the camp are gathering.

Their faces were either scarred or looked exhausted. It was obvious that during the period without the protection of the laurel tree, the camp had been frequently invaded by monsters from outside.

Therefore, the moment Rango and his party set foot on the island, they, under the guidance of the god of wine, gathered at the entrance of the camp with great anticipation, their eyes fixed on the huge laurel tree.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the roots of the laurel tree, where they saw a wool blanket shining with golden light gently covering it.

Then, a golden halo slowly spread out from the wool blanket, gently enveloping the entire laurel tree.

At this moment, a miracle happened quietly.

The laurel tree, which was almost withered, with sparse branches and leaves and bare, unexpectedly became lush and dense at a speed visible to the naked eye under the gaze of everyone! Green leaves grew rapidly, and the dry bark seemed to be given new life, glowing with a healthy color!

hum-

A ray of colorful light suddenly bloomed from the top of the laurel tree, like a gorgeous barrier, gently enveloping the entire camp.

The laurel tree was really saved!
Witnessing this astonishing miracle, both the young demigods and the old god of wine had a gleam of disbelief in their eyes.

But in the next second, seeing that the laurel tree had been resurrected, Rango no longer wasted the magic power in it. He directly put away the Golden Fleece and threw it back into Yumi's magic book space.

The hand that Dionysus stretched out paused slightly in the air, then he withdrew it awkwardly.

Even though he was an Olympian god, he had never witnessed the power of a divine object like the Golden Fleece, and his heart was inevitably filled with excitement and curiosity.

However, since he had already promised Rango that the Golden Fleece would belong to him after the laurel tree was saved, as a god, he naturally could not break his promise.

"So."

Rango clapped his hands lightly, and glanced at the group of demigod boys with clear eyes that revealed a little bit of stupidity. He raised a smile and shrugged and asked, "Are you planning to just stand there, or do you want to hold a barbecue dinner to celebrate our hard work in bringing back the Golden Fleece and resurrecting the patron saint of your camp?"

After hearing what Rango said, many demigods looked at each other, and then their faces blossomed into bright smiles. They cheered and cheered, and then turned around and ran happily back to the camp, obviously wanting to celebrate the adventure and victory of the day.

Not long after, at a long table in the camp.

Rango took out the bronze wine jug that the god of wine had given him from his arms, and gently poured the precious liquid into the wine glass in front of him.

In an instant, a mellow aroma of wine that had been around for thousands of years spread out. Just one sniff made people feel dizzy, as if they were a little drunk.

Rango had to admit that he was extremely satisfied with this wine jug loaded with countless tons of thousand-year-old fine wine.

Now, due to his amazing physical strength, even high-concentration alcohol could hardly make him feel tipsy, let alone drunk.

However, the magic wine in the jug, rich in magic and accumulated over the years, gave him this long-lost feeling again.

Therefore, every time he drank, he would deliberately add some magic wine to enjoy the pleasure of being slightly tipsy.

Seeing this, the old man opposite couldn't help but drool. It wasn't because he was too embarrassed to ask for a glass of wine, but because he had been cursed, and any good wine would become as tasteless as plain water in his mouth.

It is because of this that this pot of fine wine, which has been stored in the cellar for a thousand years, has been preserved to this day.

Rango picked up the wine glass and took a few deep sips. He felt a force swirling and melting in his stomach, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort.

He exhaled a breath of alcohol, then picked up a skewer of barbecue, took a bite, and nodded with satisfaction. In the past twenty years, the food he was most accustomed to eating in Europe and America was barbecue.

"Bacchus Brother"

While chewing the meat in his mouth, Rango asked casually, "Have you ever heard of the ancient god Titan under the North American continent?"

"Um?!"

Dionysus was thinking about how to deal with Luke and the others. After hearing what Rango said, he suddenly looked up at him and said, "How do you know? That's right, you are from the cabin, you should know this."

After he muttered to himself, he frowned and slowly advised: "Rango, if you trust me, leave the cabin as soon as possible and join the forces of a certain god. Within a year, the monsters suppressed under the continents will break out of the ground and destroy the world. At that time, only the territories of the gods can protect people like you."

"Oh?"

Rango was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the old man had already planned a retreat for him.

He put down the wine glass, stared at the god of wine with a serious look, and asked seriously: "In the past few thousand years, humans have been living in peace with these monsters. They only need to complete specific sacrificial rituals. How can you be sure that they will all emerge from the ground in a year and destroy the world?"

The God of Wine was silent for a moment after hearing this, then he sighed and said, "Rango, I wonder if you have noticed that in the past few years, whether it is the Western gods or the Eastern immortals and Buddhas, those beings who once showed miracles have almost disappeared without a trace."

Rango's brows slightly frowned, he had indeed noticed this a long time ago.

A few years ago, whether it was God or the gods of Egypt and Africa, they all brought miracles to the world, and the gods of Olympus left many descendants on earth.

However, in the past few years, these gods seemed to have disappeared without a trace overnight.

The disappearance of God directly led to a large number of angels descending to the earth, and the mummy Murray in Hotel Transylvania even kidnapped several angels and tortured them in the room day and night.

Annabeth, Percy and others also lost their god fathers or mothers one after another. If it weren't for the power of Olympus flowing in them, they would almost doubt whether the gods really existed.

Bacchus tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and in an instant, an invisible barrier isolated them from the noise of the outside world.

He said solemnly, "The Norse gods have a prophecy that has been passed down for countless years, called 'Twilight of the Gods'. This prophecy is not only directed at the Norse gods, but at all gods who have ever lived in the world, including the God you are familiar with, and even Zeus!"

"A few years ago, those gods who sensed that this disaster was inevitable had already fled this world. Otherwise, why do you think I am the only true god left in the Pantheon responsible for guiding the descendants of the gods?"

“Hold on, Hold on (wait)”

Rango pointed at the god of wine and asked, "So, you so-called gods don't even have the courage to resist, and the first thing you think of is to escape?"

"How?" Dionysus asked, "Do you know what kind of people are suppressed under the land of each continent?"

The face of the God of Wine was solemn, and there was even a hint of fear in his tone: "The ancient god that your cabin is responsible for suppressing below North America, do you know why it is called a Titan?"

"Because he's big?" Rango teased.

"."

Seeing that the other party was still in the mood to joke, Dionysus shook his head helplessly and continued to explain, "Because the full name of that ancient god is Uranus, the first generation of Greek gods and the legendary Titan!"

".Fuck."

Rango was really surprised this time. He thought the other party only knew some inside information, but he didn't expect that he even knew the origin of the ancient god so well.

"There are even more ancient gods imprisoned beneath Europe, including Set, the god of war and desert in ancient Egyptian mythology, and Nidhogg, the ultimate black dragon in Norse mythology. In addition, there are many other ancient gods that you may not know about, and they have all caused great disasters in their respective kingdoms of gods."

"correct."

At this point, the God of Wine suddenly thought of something and added, "Satan was once imprisoned in the underground of Mexico, but for some reason, he escaped a year ago and is now preparing an army in Hell. Lucifer is quite smart. In order to avoid being retaliated by Satan in the future, he stopped caring about the affairs of Hell hundreds of years in advance and directly opened a bar in the human world to enjoy life."

"."

Rango was silent for a long time. The information he received today far exceeded his expectations.

He lit a cigarette, took a few deep puffs, and shrugged, "So, these guys who might trigger Ragnarok are actually characters in various myths and legends?"

"That's right." Dionysus nodded slightly, his tone heavy. "During the thousands of years of imprisonment, these prisoners have been absorbing the malice and evil thoughts of people all over the world. Their strength has become so strong that it is difficult to control. Once they are born, they will definitely retaliate against the gods. Even beings like Zeus and God don't have the confidence that they can survive this catastrophe, let alone ordinary people on Earth. Maybe Uranus can destroy the entire city with just a stomp of his foot."

Rango asked in confusion, "Then why did you invite me to join the forces of you gods?" He looked at the god of wine with suspicion, "You will be the first to die. Old man, you are not still thinking of using me as a thug, are you?"

"Uh," Dionysus shook his head awkwardly and explained, "That's not the case. Although it is the Twilight of the Gods, it doesn't mean that the other party will kill us all. After they reoccupy their respective divine domains, they will also need someone to serve them. So... you know."

"I don't understand."

Rango glared at Dionysus unhappily. It seemed that the old man was planning to force him to surrender and go to Olympus to serve new gods.

He exhaled a puff of smoke wordlessly, feeling mixed emotions.

The good news is that this world is indeed different from the worldview of "The Cabin in the Woods" that he had previously speculated. The so-called ancient gods are actually ancient gods, and they will not destroy the earth or kill all humans.

What worries me is that this seems to be no different from before. After all, who knows who will be the ordinary people who survive? When these guys who have been imprisoned for thousands of years come out, they will most likely destroy a few cities or even countries to vent their anger.

Although Rango didn't care whether the other party destroyed the entire North American continent, the problem was that he still had many friends living in this land. God knew if they would be unlucky enough to be killed by accident?
Moreover, according to Dionysus, according to the prophecy, these guys will all be freed from under the imprisoned continental plate in a year.

This also shows that the conditions proposed by the ancient god and Quigmati in the wooden house were purely to fool them.

Moreover, decades ago, Rango's mother Louise used her body as a vessel to breed the ancient god's child in order to seek future peace, but she was also fooled by the ancient god!

This bastard couldn't get out at all!
Damn Fuck!

Rango angrily crushed the cigarette butt in his palm. This damn guy actually dared to tease him and his mother like this.

Seeing Rango's livid face, Dionysus could not help but persuade him carefully: "Rango, I don't know what you are going to do, but I hope you won't be too impulsive."

"I know this news may be hard for you to accept, but for ordinary people, you have no way to retreat. Look, even Zeus and his men have no idea where they have fled to. You might as well come back to Mount Olympus with us. With your strength, maybe after Uranus regains control of the Gods, he will give you a position as the main god."

Rango smiled disdainfully, "You want to know what I'm going to do, right?"

He leaned forward, approached the god of wine, stared into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I will never be like Zeus and his group of cowardly guys who only know how to run away."

"I will catch up with them, find them, and kill them before these damn guys come out!"

(End of this chapter)