Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"【Breaking God Alliance Base】, this is the new name for this place."

Samael finished the last stroke, tossed aside the pebble, and handed it to his eldest sister for her to admire.

"【The Alliance to Destroy the Gods】, where heroes unite to defeat the false gods? Is that what it means?"

Atalanta glanced at it and casually asked a question.

"Roughly the same……"

Satisfied with his perverse sense of humor, Samael answered casually, while the scene before him gave him a novel feeling of time and space intersecting.

"There are about two hours left before the solar energy barrier restarts during the day-night cycle..."

"Don't worry, the Argo has an access code. As long as we can get on board, there shouldn't be any problems. Besides, didn't you hear Triton say that Poseidon is busy and won't be back for at least three days? Even if we make a mistake, we'll have time to try and learn from it. But to avoid any unforeseen complications, let's play it safe and get it right the first time."

"Are you so sure that Triton will stand on our side? According to that little girl, this brother doesn't necessarily love his sister that much."

Atalanta glanced back at the mermaid princess who was laughing and whispering with Kark and Medea, her eyes overflowing with pity and a hint of worry.

"If you really don't care, do you really think this rookie girl, who has been raised as a sacrifice since childhood and lacks even the ability to protect herself, can swagger around the triple defenses, evade the patrols of the deep-sea fleet, and wander outside the stormy seas?"

"Uh……"

At that moment, the little mermaid, puffing out her cherry lips and showing off her cheeks as the two witches clapped their hands, had a wise gleam in her eyes. Atalanta, seeing this, coughed and turned around, speechless.

"I think it's because the festival is approaching, and that prince clearly hopes that this little girl will run away and never come back. But who would have thought that she would go out for a stroll and actually go for a stroll, only to turn around and walk right back into the trap."

At this point, Samael couldn't help but mentally criticize this mermaid princess whose intelligence was questionable.

However, since there is still plenty of time to prepare before breaking through, it is quite necessary to chat a bit to dispel the doubts of teammates.

Of course, besides psychological comfort, there can also be physiological comfort...

In a dark corner, a claw slid down Atalanta's shoulder, back, and tailbone, eventually grasping and gently stroking the furry tail.

The huntress, whose tail had been touched, trembled slightly, like a cat startled by its owner's sudden attack. However, the resistance lasted only a moment before subsiding again. Atalanta merely bit her lower lip, her rosy cheeks flushed and alluring, clearly having tacitly approved of the mischief.

Perhaps Atalanta's bold move here wasn't solely motivated by a desire for psychological comfort.

However, just as the two figures were getting closer in the darkness, a soft cough came from around the corner.

Hearing the noise, Atalanta turned around and saw the person's face. Like a cat with its fur standing on end, she felt inexplicably guilty and hurriedly jumped away. She made up a lame excuse and pretended to be calm as she slipped away along the wall.

"So, what do you want from me?"

Samael rolled his eyes, his gaze resentful.

The moon goddess, pulling Orion along, emerged gracefully from the darkness, her mocking smile towards the believers fading, her expression gradually darkening.

"Unexpectedly, before we even heard from Paradise Island, we unearthed Atlantis, which my uncle had painstakingly built up."

"Isn't this a long-standing tradition of the God-King family—harmonious family and loving brothers..."

Samael spoke sarcastically, his smile mocking, and his words inevitably revealed a deep-seated unease.

They weren't fools; they could guess the true meaning behind Poseidon's creation of Atlantis: to smoothly replace the Olympian pantheon after overthrowing Zeus's rule!

The naming of the ten kingdom islands and the interstellar city mountain ranges, even from a small glimpse, is enough to prove his ambition to rise above the gods.

The Olympus [True Machine God], created in imitation of the twelve Olympian gods, is the direct tool for achieving this goal.

Originally, he went to great lengths to conceal his identity in order to uncover Zeus's trump card, but unexpectedly, he first dug up the roots that his ally Poseidon had buried deep inside.

Tsk, as expected, none of the three Zeus brothers are easy to deal with.

Well, it's better to give the warning beforehand and prepare the Mountain of War for the worst than to deal with a tiger only to have Poseidon reveal his fangs later.

This gain is better than nothing, I suppose.

After months of hard work, Samael and Artemis realized they had dug in the wrong direction and accidentally dug up Poseidon instead of Zeus. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

What is this!

"Can you old folks just shut up? Give the younger generation a chance!" Gu She thought to himself, righteously indignant.

Chapter 224 Are you a sore loser? Are you a sore loser? (2/2)

At present, we can draw a general conclusion: Atlantis is Atlantis, and Paradise Island is Paradise Island. One is Poseidon's trump card, and the other is Zeus's hidden secret. The two seem to be unrelated.

Somewhat unwilling to give up, Artemis and Samael repeatedly compared the sea map obtained from the Argonaut Expedition, only to find that the location of Paradise Island remained a mystery, and they had no choice but to leave with heavy hearts.

Orion, who was disappointed, also became listless and sullen, completely losing his former cheerful and witty demeanor.

Silence fell again. Samael leaned against the wall, his fingers tapping rhythmically on his thigh. His eyes were closed, and his thoughts wandered as he recalled records from later generations about this lost land.

Atlantis, also known as "Atlantis", possesses advanced light energy technology and is also known as the "Age of Light".

Currently, what he has seen and heard in the Ocean of Titans corroborates these claims, proving they are not unfounded.

Even more incredibly, of the five major civilization eras divided by the Mayan civilization, the Second Sun Age was the Mesopotamian civilization, the Third Sun Age was the Mayan civilization ruled by the feathered serpent god, and the Fourth Sun Age was the Atlantis civilization.

Is this merely a coincidence of civilizations permeating and influencing each other, or is there something more to it?

Samael was completely baffled.

It's a pity that I can't contact Eldest Sister Quetzalcoatl, otherwise I could have chatted with her and asked her about the secrets hidden in Atlantis.

Forget it, it's better to rely on yourself than on others. Don't put your mind on relying on external factors that might bring good fortune.

The ancient snake adjusted its mindset, gathered its thoughts, and continued its analysis.

In addition, there was a legend about Atlantis that he was very interested in.

According to the Greek philosopher Plato's Dialogues, just as Atlantis was about to wage a great war against Athens, it was suddenly struck by an earthquake and a flood, and sank completely in less than a day and a night. Since then, this mysterious continent has been sleeping on the seabed.

It is said that Zeus was behind it all.

So, he was still completely baffled as to what was going on.

Moreover, Poseidon went to great lengths to raise his daughter Lot as a sacrifice from childhood, which was far too high a price to pay. He had painstakingly prepared for this sea god festival for so long, so what exactly was the purpose of it?

Unfortunately, even the Little Mermaid herself knew nothing about it.

Moreover, the festival was also disrupted, and it will most likely come to nothing. The details of these events are probably unknown.

In retrospect, it seems there's not so much to worry about. Atlantis will be sunk sooner or later before it goes to war with Athens, so wouldn't Mount Ares just a win without any effort?

Samael silently comforted himself, estimated the time, dusted off his backside, and stood up.

After resting, the Argonauts, who were already fully prepared, followed the previously agreed-upon procedure. Circe and Medea each cast a concealment spell on everyone. They split into small teams, quietly slipped out of the abandoned workshop, and carefully made their way through the empty streets toward the harbor.

In the darkness, Samael glanced at the towering interstellar city mountain range in mid-air, then turned his gaze to the dozen or so team members at the end of the group, who were injured to varying degrees, and shook his head helplessly.

Well, after Poseidon's painstaking efforts over thousands of years, Atlantis's defensive forces are now comparable to those of Mount Olympus.

Let's get the Argonauts to safety first, then find an opportunity to return and investigate the secrets of this place.

When the time comes, he'll be all alone, so he won't be restricted or constrained, and he'll have an easy time moving forward or backward.

Having made up his mind, Samael carefully led the way, following the instructions of a former guide who had been a mole, bypassing one defense after another, and finally made his way to the harbor without any major incidents.

As expected, the Argo remained docked in the same spot, and everything around was as quiet as ever. The few Atlantean soldiers patrolling the port were easily taken down by the seasoned bandits who had sneaked aboard.

These grunts were equipped with relatively rudimentary tactical armor and were far less skilled than the elite Olympians. Therefore, when they encountered a top-tier criminal gang in the dark, they were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

The Argonauts, with their professional skills, dealt with the patrolling soldiers, cleaned up the battlefield, and waited for the outer light curtain to flicker and change before decisively jumping onto their long-lost beloved ships, taking their positions, weighing anchor, and raising the sails.

The bow of the ship tentatively touched the light curtain that was restarting, and it actually squeezed out of the water-ripple barrier, much to the delight of the Argonauts.

Sure enough, the traitorous prince didn't delete the access serial number Argo registered, allowing them to escape unnoticed.

However, even if Triton is not necessarily reliable, they are confident that they can forcefully break through the defense line the moment the light screen restarts.

I'm going home! I'm finally going home!

Fragrant women and an easy throne await me!

Jason, who was in charge of navigating the ship, had his eyes shining and was extremely excited, gesturing wildly as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Note that this route is off-limits. Hecate Island has an armory called [Erkdna], and the harbor has a large deep-sea fleet and various types of combat units on standby for repairs. Do not approach."

This last one must also be excluded: most of the sea gods who are unwilling to obey Triton's commands are spending their time on the island of Thetis. Disturbing them would cause serious trouble.

"Which way should we go?"

"Go around Hestia Island; it's the port that guides the navigation, so it's the safest route!"

In the captain's cabin, Samael spread out a freshly drawn map and informed Jason of the relevant precautions.

They have only escaped the interstellar city mountains and the continent of Atlantis, but they are still wandering within the area of ​​the [Ocean of the Gods], which does not mean they are necessarily safe.

Although Poseidon is not around, he and Artemis can basically do whatever they want with each other, but they still need to be careful.

Excellent, the route is confirmed. The Eye of the Tide is locked to the southeast. We're about to break through the boundary of the ten kingdom islands. Prepare to accelerate!

Even though the atmosphere was quiet and somber, the Argonauts, who were holding their breath, couldn't help but smile as they saw that they were about to break through the encirclement safely.

However, the moment the Argo broke through the boundary of the light ring, the light pattern spread outwards, and at the instant it spread to a certain place, a terrifying roar like muffled thunder echoed out.

"Intruder! How dare you set foot on Poseidon's territory and disturb my beautiful dreams!"

With a deafening roar, the boiling, surging seawater created giant waves that crashed heavily against the tiny Argo on the surface of the sea.

A gigantic, menacing shadow rose from the sea; the very source of all this upheaval was none other than the island of Thetis.

"Unauthorized entry is a capital offense!"

In an instant, hundreds of arms, each wielding a weapon of various kinds, swung and slashed across the sea, whipping up giant waves that crashed and rammed into the water. Eerie roars came from the mouths of hundreds of heads, each with a different tone and timbre, creating an exceptionally noisy scene.

At the same time, hundreds of streaks of light, large and small, shot into the sky from Thetis Island, streaking across the night sky and plummeting towards the Argo.

Damn it, Briareus, the hundred-handed giant! Originally one of Zeus's three bodyguards, now Poseidon's son-in-law!

No wonder that old fellow was so confident and bold in running off to prepare for the event. No wonder the arrogant sea gods were so obedient. It turns out there was such a troublesome humanoid weapon hidden on Thetis Island!

Seeing the hundred-armed giant rapidly approaching, accompanied by a massive wave, Samael's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he punched the ground with his right fist and decisively donned his daughter's vest before charging into battle.

"In the name of Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom, I hereby call for victory!"

Suddenly, a golden beam of light descended from the sky, and hundreds of white owls, acting as messengers, swooped down carrying emerald green olive branches.

Bathed in divine power, Samael summoned a dazzling array of equipment, including the Sagittarius Cloth, his Pegasus mount, the God-Slaying Bow, the Medusa Shield, and the spear formed from the Scythe of Time, his aura rising steadily.

"Dad, did you manage to uproot the Oceanus Sea?!"

Athena, who had just connected with the line, spoke urgently, her brow furrowed.

"Uh, more or less..."

Looking at the menacing hundred-armed giant and the hundreds of sea gods following closely behind, Samael coughed and nodded helplessly.

“Poseidon is currently lobbying us to join forces to overthrow Zeus’s rule. Do you need my help to hold him back?”

The goddess of wisdom paused slightly, then decisively bought allies and made a serious proposal.

However, before the father and daughter could make a further decision, Athena's expression changed drastically as she looked at the azure pillar of light shooting into the sky from the side hall, and her voice became hoarse.

"Dad, something's wrong! Poseidon has escaped!"

Just then, a huge magic circle rose into the air from the altar of the Temple of Atlantis, drawing down a beam of dark blue light from the sky.

Damn! They actually disregarded Zeus's gaze and launched a remote divine descent!

Poseidon is getting anxious!

Seeing the situation reverse, Samael cursed under his breath. After a moment's thought, he immediately turned around, flapped his wings, and flew towards the Temple of the Sea God.

When her scheme was exposed, Artemis had no choice but to take on the task of dealing with the hundred-handed giant Briareus.

As the commotion grew, the [Erkdna] armory on Hecate Island roared open, and the deep-sea fleet, along with its various combat weapons, surrounded them from both the sea and the air.

"Wide-area search, aim and set!"

At the same time, the bronze giant guarding the gates of the ten kingdom islands activated the divine runes on its body, which resembled veins. Amidst the teeth-grinding metallic vibrations, the ring-shaped core in its chest roared and operated, and the surrounding ether surged wildly, forming a visible energy tide in front of its chest.

"Attack posture shifted, Spirit Liquid Cannons prepared, launch annihilation order!"

Ten bronze giants, only slightly weaker than the [True Body Machine God], rose into the air, spewing dazzling flames from their feet and backs, and lined up in a fan shape to surround the Argo.

Damn! Even the Titan Talos has mobilized in droves! Poseidon, you old codger, are you a sore loser? Are you a sore loser?

Samael's face turned grim, and he immediately gritted his teeth and accelerated toward the Temple of the Sea God.

This is the only way to break the deadlock!