I let the genie out of the bottle

Facing an enemy who is willing to pay any price to make you pay is a real headache.

That's what Lu Ye thought.

"The goddess named after wisdom is like a puppet, acting entirely according to the will of others." Athena's tone was slightly self-deprecating. "In that case, I have lost miserably."

“So—” Her eyes were icy as she gripped the Gorgon Stone tightly, “I will definitely avenge my previous defeat!”

So, even though the intention was to reduce her fighting spirit, why did the other party seem even more hostile?

Chapter 80 was utterly boring!

"In the past, she was Mother Earth, who nurtured all things! In the past, she was the ruler of the underworld, who controlled darkness! In the past, she was the wise queen, who knew the wisdom of the heavens!"

"I swear, Athena will soon return to her original form!"

Athena, clutching the Gorgon Stone tightly in her hand, wove a melodious hymn of words that sounded like a hymn, a prayer, and a praise.

As the chanting continued, Athena's figure began to change, transforming from a pitiful and innocent child into a dignified and virtuous lady.

The Gorgon Stone in her hand, the stone badge symbolizing her former identity, slowly merged into her body.

The goddess of the underworld who rules darkness, the primordial goddess of the earth, the goddess of serpents and immortality, are gradually returning.

Lu Ye stood with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed.

In reality, he was silently sensing the level of power within Athena's body.

"By the true name of Athena, let the darkness appear, dispel the sun's grace, and extinguish the fire of Prometheus. O stars and dark winds, let the ancient night be relived."

The goddess, standing proudly, gave the order.

This is a spell that dispels all light and calls for the arrival of night.

The sky, which had just passed noon, gradually turned into night, with countless stars shining brightly under the night sky.

The sun's rays were obscured by the night, the moon was nowhere to be seen, and only the stars provided a faint light.

After thousands of years of development, humanity has finally triumphed over the darkness with the brilliance of civilization.

But now, with the return of the ancient goddess of the underworld, darkness descends once more.

Not only this small, deserted island, but also the distant coast, the land further afield, and even the entire world, were plunged into darkness.

Even the flames of human civilization cannot dispel the darkness.

"How is it? This is how I have returned to my ancient form!"

The goddess stood proudly with a smile on her face, her tone filled with undisguised smugness.

Her petite figure had transformed into that of an eighteen-year-old girl. Her beautiful short hair, now flowing smoothly like a waterfall, shimmered silver in the night.

Her previously childish attire has been transformed into an ancient Greek-style white gown.

She wore a flower wreath on her head, her shoulders were rounded, her collarbones were delicate and fair, and her breasts were high and full under her white robe. All of this made people... feel bored.

The goddess reached out her hand, secretly clenched it, and felt the fullness within her body, as if the magical power was ready to roar out at any moment. Her smile widened even more.

"My compatriots! Formidable enemies who brought me the humiliation of defeat!" Athena reached out and beckoned, and a jet-black scythe fell into her hand.

"The humiliation of yesterday will surely be washed away by me!"

Before the words were even finished, the goddess wielding a black scythe charged forward.

Compared to the hatred that arose from anger before, this led to murderous intent.

What she feels most now is the humiliation of her defeat.

She is the ancient earth goddess, and also the goddess of victory and wisdom.

With her wisdom and strength, she will surely reclaim the victory that is rightfully hers!

Filled with fierce fighting spirit, the goddess showed no mercy, her scythe, imbued with a strong aura of death, slashing directly towards Lu Ye's neck.

This scythe represents the goddess's "death" aspect.

If you are hit, even if you don't hit a vital spot, you will automatically be cursed with death.

Seeing this, Lu Ye flipped his hand, and divine light radiated from it. The beautifully crafted Sword of Mars appeared in his hand, drawing a graceful arc as it met Athena's scythe from the side.

He didn't directly use this sword to clash head-on with Athena's scythe, after all, he knew that this sword was quite vulnerable when facing Athena.

It was supposed to be a divine sword, no matter what, yet it turned out to be such a useless piece of junk.

Lu Ye complained inwardly.

Although I was easily cut down by Athena, although I was completely unable to withstand the Holy Lance of the Spear and the Cross, although I... I am still a divine sword!

"Ping—Sizzle—"

The collision between the two divine weapons produced a piercing metallic clang and friction sound.

Since he had no other physical weapons, Lu Ye had no choice but to continue using the Sword of Mars.

After all, he didn't want to use his physical body to directly clash with someone else's weapon.

Thinking this, Lu Ye once again pried open Athena's scythe from where her strength was weakest.

In terms of combat experience, Athena is far superior to Lu Ye.

Therefore, continuing to use this method will only put you in grave danger.

However, the goddess did not use her exquisite martial arts to find Lu Ye's weakness. Instead, she insisted on slashing the Mars Sword in Lu Ye's hand with her scythe once again.

Then, with a crisp "clang," a noticeable nick appeared on the sword in Lu Ye's hand.

Seeing this, Lu Ye was about to retract his defeated sword when he saw Athena's face reveal a twisted and gleeful smile.

Immediately afterwards, she aimed her scythe at the notch on Lu Ye's defeated sword and slashed it down again with force.

With another clang, the sword in Lu Ye's hand, which had been thwarted, snapped in two.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, now only half intact, Lu Ye's expression darkened slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned sinister.

"Die, my brethren!" Athena laughed gleefully, her scythe aimed at Lu Ye's waist and abdomen.

However, before the scythe could even get close, Lu Ye's figure had already disappeared.

By omitting the process, he was already virtually invincible in close combat.

The next moment, Lu Ye appeared behind the goddess and, without hesitation, raised the half-finished sword in his hand and stabbed it into the goddess's chest from behind.

The goddess paused slightly upon noticing the broken blade protruding from her chest.

Then, from the spot where she was stabbed in the back, crimson blood, accompanied by black runes, quickly seeped onto the broken blade and climbed up the hilt.

Although he had never seen it before, Lu Ye could guess that it was not a good thing. He made a quick decision and immediately let go of the sword.

Even so, the cursed runes still crept up his fingers, quickly stealing the warmth from his skin—or rather, taking the life from the flesh there.

"Humph."

Lu Ye remained calm and hummed softly as the magical power within his body rapidly gathered in his hand.

The next moment, a change a hundred times more intense than the meeting of boiling water and oil occurred in his hands. The collision of two completely different forces produced light and heat reminiscent of metal welding.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a thick, substantial book fell into Lu Ye's hands.

Then, he flipped his hand, grabbed the Book of Enoch, raised it high, and slammed it heavily onto Athena's head!

"boom!"

Chapter 81 I'll hit myself too!

"boom!"

The Book of Enoch was slammed hard onto Athena's head by Lu Ye, making a dull thud.

Under the weight of knowledge and the Lord's love, even the ancient goddesses bowed their heads abruptly, indicating that they had been persuaded.

Seeing this, Lu Ye's only regret was that a metal ram had not been installed on the book.

Otherwise, the persuasion of Athena just now would certainly have been carried out more thoroughly.

If all missionaries in the world could equip their various scriptures with metal rams and chain them...

So, their success rate in spreading the gospel must have increased significantly, right?

"God ascends with shouts; the Lord ascends with trumpets. Lord, glorious Lord! With chariots of burning flames, you will guide me to the Kingdom of Heaven! You will surely ensure that I am not harmed by the world!"

By omitting the process, Lu Ye completed this incantation in an instant.

The next moment, a crimson shadow streaked across the sky, heading towards their location.

Furthermore, even when the Flame Chariot was almost within reach of Lu Ye and Athena, it showed no sign of slowing down and continued its rampage.

Athena, who was just about to retaliate, never expected that Lu Ye would disregard the fact that she would be affected.

Caught off guard, she and Lu Ye were both thrown into the air.

However, Lu Ye was prepared for this. In mid-air, he lovingly stroked Athena's head with his left hand and slammed her face hard onto the ground once again.

Compared to his previous encounter with Athena, Lu Ye's power had almost doubled.

Similarly, Athena reverted to her ancient Trinity form, and her power experienced an explosive increase.

The force originates at the point of impact and spreads outwards like waves.

This time, a faint cracking sound emanated from the base of the entire island.

However, unlike last time, Athena recovered quickly this time, reaching back with both hands to firmly grasp Lu Ye's hand that was pressing down on the back of her head.

Then, with a swift turn, he caught the opponent off guard and forcefully crushed them with his hands.

The next moment, a crisp "crack" sounded as Lu Ye's arm broke.

Lu Ye's eyebrows twitched slightly from the pain, but his expression remained unchanged.

At this moment, the black death runes on his other right hand, which had just been holding the sword, had completely disappeared.

Seeing that Athena was about to pull Lu Ye's left hand off by applying slight force with both hands, Lu Ye clenched his right fist and, without any intention of showing any mercy, threw a punch at her face with all his might.

Seeing this, Athena had no choice but to release Lu Ye's arm and raise her hands in front of her, struggling to block Lu Ye's fist.

Only then did the flaming chariot that had just crashed into the two men have time to turn back.

Taking advantage of the Flame Chariot's return journey, Lu Ye leaped up and landed on the chariot.

Then, the raging flames spewing from the chariot mercilessly sprayed all over Athena's face!

"The chariots and flames possessed by that monotheistic god?"

Athena uttered a sound of deep disgust.

A layer of dark mist enveloped her body, keeping the flames out.

After all, a so-called monotheistic religion is one that tramples down all other gods and ascends to the highest position.

Lu Ye remained expressionless as he rapidly ascended in his flame chariot.

Although her physical abilities were no weaker than Athena's, and perhaps even better, the difference in combat experience resulted in vastly different levels of skill.

When fighting in close combat, be careful not to get killed in one combo, or you won't even have time to call for help.

It's good to recognize the gap; insisting on using your weaknesses to attack their strengths is just courting disaster.

True wisdom lies in using one's strengths to overcome the weaknesses of others!

Seeing Lu Ye strategically retreat while driving his flaming chariot, Athena felt a surge of hatred.

The next moment, she reached behind her back with one hand and coldly pulled the broken sword out of her body.

Although she is the master of the underworld and the goddess of dragons and snakes, she possesses the highest level of immortality.

However, the blood of the goddess still flowed from the wound.

The goddess's divine blood dripped onto the ground.

Suddenly, a faint dragon roar seemed to emanate from underground.

Athena glanced warily at the figure swaggering above her in a flaming chariot, then lightly sliced ​​the ground where divine blood had dripped from her with her death scythe.

The next moment, an even clearer, more stirring dragon roar came from the ground.

The rocky and gravelly ground slowly deformed, as if a painting of a winged serpent—or rather, a dragon—had appeared on the ground.