Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

However, before they even reached the core of Sefalu, the Star Vanguard, sensing the enemy's intention to attack, called for artillery reinforcements. Ten beams of light converged in the sky, and pure spiritual particles drawn from the starry sky converged and exploded in all directions.

At the same time, a series of cracking metallic friction sounds came from the Kingdom's ten islands. Countless black-bodied, red-patterned humanoid combat weapons, as well as spherical wide-area annihilation devices, flew out in dense formations, forming long, silver-and-black dragons that swept towards Samael.

Moreover, as the sea surged and the waves rolled, beams of golden and blue light rose from the sea near Sefalu. Accompanied by rising dust and star patterns, dozens of bronze giants solidified and formed, ready for battle.

Under the relentless onslaught, Samael had no choice but to push his divine perception to its limit and be extremely cautious. His golden wings flapped rapidly, and his state changed with the situation. Sometimes he would turn sideways, sometimes he would bend his knees to the side, and a series of difficult moves such as the Thomas Flair and the G major were performed one after another.

Along the path, Samael, with the extraordinary speed of the Sagittarius Cloth and the spatial power to clearly perceive the changes around him, transformed into a rainbow of light, almost brushing past the crisscrossing pillars of light and the dense array of ethereal magic bullets, darting left and right through the gaps with the agility of an eel.

Suddenly, clusters of dazzling flames exploded in the sky, causing severe light pollution that dappled the sea surface.

Meanwhile, the coastal wall is also embroiled in fierce fighting.

Following Sefalu's earlier chant, the near-shore fleet and mass-produced weapons charged toward the fortress like madmen.

Faced with monsters several times their size, even with most of the elite human forces from the Greek city-states gathered along the route, they were still in a difficult situation and could only defend themselves, engaging in a protracted war with the Atlantean army.

Medusa, who fully supported the power of the land, maintained the stability of the coastal wall while transforming the surrounding terrain to create favorable conditions to assist reinforcements and fight back step by step.

Moreover, this third-generation Earth Mother Goddess, having been educated by some evil entity, is quite cunning and employs a variety of attack methods derived from the power of the earth.

The falling meteorites from the sky, the quicksand swamps on the ground, the thorny vines along the way, and the mass-produced Earth Guardians not only greatly reduced the pressure on defense, but also tormented the monsters on the other side.

Unfortunately, they are hunters who seek out the hosts of civilizations. Even if they are repeatedly thwarted, they can quickly adjust their direction and accurately capture their targets, surging up wave after wave like a tireless tide.

Medusa gazed at the stalemate along the coastline, then looked at the figure who was fighting Sefalu amidst a shower of countless meteors. She couldn't help but feel worried and asked in a low voice.

"How long did Ares last against Sefalu before?"

"In less than 30 minutes..."

As Prometheus spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed the throat of a silver-haired, red-striped hellhound that had climbed up the city wall. His thick arm snapped the monster's neck, and at the same time, he smashed the thing's outer armor with a punch, pulled out its core, and crushed it directly.

Don't think that prophets only use their brains. When I was participating in the war between the old and new gods and fighting with those Titans, you bastards weren't even born yet!

However, after so many years without practice, Pankrasin has become somewhat rusty.

The Fire Stealer laughed heartily, divine patterns erupted on his arms, and he took a lunge and sidestepped, hurling the remains of the hellhound forward.

Puff puff puff!

Amidst the resounding, piercing sounds, the disintegrating corpses transformed into countless flying metal fragments, riddling seven or eight giant eagles that were soaring through the air with holes, which then exploded into dazzling fireballs in mid-air.

The prophet, having torn off his hempen robes to reveal his muscular physique, glanced at Medusa beside him, clapped his hands, and chuckled softly.

"Don't worry, although Ares is one of the twelve Olympian gods, he is not well-liked in the Greek city-states and has not absorbed much faith power to begin with."

Furthermore, Zeus harbored resentment and dislike for this direct descendant son, and Athena divided most of the boy's war power, leaving him in a relatively miserable situation.

Therefore, his skill level was naturally at the bottom of Olympus. If they were to fight, even the weaker Dionysus, Hermes, and Hestia would probably have a hard time guaranteeing a victory.

Therefore, it's quite normal that Ares could only last about 30 minutes against Sephalus; after all, Sephalus is a monster no weaker than Typhon or Zeus!

Immediately, Prometheus gazed into the distance at the stormy sea where the battle was raging, a sharp and clear look appearing in his eyes.

"But Samael is different. Under the control of Mount Ares, he became the supreme god of the Orpheus sect."

Furthermore, even you and Athena, the two mother goddesses who created the human race, willingly became his subordinates, transferring all the purest and most immense power of faith that humanity has possessed since its inception to this guy.

It can be said that since the Pandora catastrophe was averted, the human race has grown stronger and the ether has been rapidly depleted. All of this is inextricably linked to Samael. At least 70% of the spiritual particles flowed into his body, either directly or indirectly through faith.

This guy undoubtedly became the biggest beneficiary of the decline of the Age of Gods, possessing nearly 70% of the entire Age of Gods' magical power! Just thinking about it is terrifying…

Moreover, he possesses a portion of the powers of the second-generation god Cronus, so even the malice of the gods within Pandora's Box cannot corrupt him.

He is now stronger than you, Athena, and any of us! The only ones who can rival him now are probably monsters like Zeus and Typhon.

So don't worry, even if Samael can't completely defeat Safalu, he will definitely escape unscathed.

Prometheus's patient comfort gradually eased Medusa's anxiety.

After all, this prophet's vision has always been far-sighted and clear; since he dared to make such a prediction, the result should be correct.

At this moment, several chimeras that had broken through the defenses and climbed the coastal wall roared in.

Prometheus slightly parted his palms in front of his chest, adopting the stance of Pancrass. He moved with small steps, as if he had foreseen the future, narrowly avoiding the monsters' claws and bites. His fists, which slammed into their backs and bellies, created a series of explosions in mid-air, directly blasting these creations of Atlantis into minced meat and scrap metal.

Steno, Euryale, and the others were secretly surprised and clicked their tongues in amazement. Even their previously frivolous gazes now held a hint of awe.

As expected, those who stirred up the war between the old and new gods, and those who survived this battle, were not many easy to deal with.

The Typhon offspring swallowed hard, gazing wistfully at the other side of the coastal wall, where Teacher Ma was leading a group of combat nymphs, using archers to snipe high-ranking units such as the Olympian Guards and the Echdna Armory Creatures. For some reason, they saw a similarity between the two sages and couldn't help but recall a certain black demon's teasing.

Learning is so that you can calmly reason with idiots; building muscle is so that idiots can calmly listen to your reasoning!

Now look at the two sages' off-the-charts combat power, and their usual soft-spoken tone...

It seems... that's right, it really makes sense. No wonder all those gods and monsters need to learn knowledge.

However, even with Prometheus's repeated reassurances, Medusa, whose personality was relatively pessimistic, was still somewhat uneasy. Looking at the stormy sea ablaze with fire, she couldn't help but ask another question.

"What should I do next?"

"Wait!"

Prometheus, carrying a silver-white primordial snake woman, slammed her to the ground, then turned to look back at the territory behind him, his tone calm and his gaze profound.

"According to our previous plan, we will use this as a barrier to gather the troops along the Peloponnese, Corinth, Thessaly, Mycenae, and other areas, weed out the old and weak, gather the elite, and take advantage of Sephalus's hunting of civilizational beings to fix the enemy's attention here. If the war escalates and we lose control of the situation, we can abandon the front part of the Peloponnese and retreat to Athens if necessary..."

Now, reinforcements from Athens, Delphi, Thebes, and other countries are still arriving, and the outcome is uncertain. We still have the strength to fight.

Therefore, it is best to preserve our strength and defend the coastal wall until the situation becomes clearer.

After all, the threat doesn't just come from what's in front of us, it might also come from...behind us..."

Medusa frowned as she looked at the cloud-shrouded Mount Olympus, nodded with pursed lips, and calmed herself down, creating layers of obstacles to prevent the monsters from landing on the coastline.

"Buzz!"

Just then, Saifalu, whose lower body was hidden in the stormy sea, had its golden-blue star pattern on its abdomen shine brightly, and rings of light gathered in front of the Star Vanguard, forming a layered light barrier.

Great! They've broken into the penalty area!

Medusa, Prometheus, and Chiron, standing atop the coastal wall, were all filled with delight and clenched their fists when they saw the figure charging with a gun in front of the halo on Sephalus's abdomen.

After taking so much fire, I finally got my chance.

Samael gripped the spearhead and slashed it, golden-red blood staining the tip. Then, he gripped the serpentine scales on the shaft with both hands and chanted a chilling incantation.

"I forgive with revenge, I trust with betrayal, I despair with hope, I turn light into darkness, and I give darkness to all things in this world."

The seventh trumpet sounds, using the fallen blood of the ancient serpent Satan to forge the sharp edge of time's destruction, re-enacting the apocalypse of the disintegration of all things—Destiny: Collapse!

The ancient serpent's vertical pupils split open, forming a scarlet cross-shaped pattern of light. The surging and flowing seawater around it, the tidal rhythm of the ether, and the strength and weakness of the spiritual particles along the way were all visible to it.

At the same time, Samael leaned back, his bones cracking, his spine stretched out in an exaggerated arc, like a taut giant bow, and a blazing red and black flame rose as the spirit patterns on the spear body floated.

It's now!

In an instant, the burning cross spear, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, was hurled forward, like a dark serpent baring its fangs, shrouding the Aegean Sea.

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"Bang bang bang bang!"

The spear pierced through the beams of light, and the red and black sparks that drifted from the cracks seemed to stick to the beams of light as if they had come into contact with oil, burning the ether inside them violently.

The lusterless barrier shattered like crystal, and the black serpent formed from the cross spear swept through the enemy with unstoppable force, finally piercing through the core of the star in Sefalu's abdomen before trembling and falling.

Click...

Instantly, a crisp cracking sound came from the abdomen of the Star Vanguard, and red and black light-like cracks spread to the monster's limbs and bones.

Did we finally win?

Samael bent his fingers to interfere with space, retracting his cross-shaped spear. Looking at the helpless, sideways-lying Safalu before him, and the pieces of gold and blue that had broken off from her body and fallen into the sea, he breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the fingers holding the cross-shaped spear trembled slightly.

A narrow victory, achieved at the last gasp...

Just as the ancient serpent was drawing out the surrounding ether, flapping its wings, and preparing to return, its gaze fell upon the battlefield where the two were locked in fierce combat on the coastline, and its pupils contracted sharply.

No! Those things are still active!

Saifalu... did not crash!

hum!

At the same time, the twelve light wheels above the starry sky automatically focused, stirring the ethereal tides and creating a vast, resounding tremor.

In an instant, a beam of light, as blue as the sea and as golden as stars, descended from the sky and shone on Saifalu's disintegrating body.

Zizi!

The dark red and black serpentine patterns gradually receded and dimmed until they vanished into nothingness. In the battle just now, Samael had used all his strength to inject the curse into Sefalu's body, and it was about to disappear.

Even under the golden-blue beam of light, the shattered star core healed itself, and the disintegrated body fragments were pieced back together, restored to their original state.

what!

Samael's expression changed drastically. His eyes widened, revealing a silvery-white, tear-shaped celestial body shining among the stars.

hum!

Not only that, an even stronger tremor reverberated from the starry sky once more, and a crimson demon star, trailing a long fiery tail, plummeted toward the coast of the inner bay of the Aegean Sea.

boom!

Amidst the deafening explosion, the Aegean Sea erupted with towering waves thousands of meters high, and billowing white mist rose into the air.

In the dim light, an oval-shaped metal object, resembling a teardrop, slowly unfolds, its surface adorned with intricate and complex gold and blue star patterns.

A moment later, the fog surged wildly, revealing a white giant that glowed all over, displaying a majestic and desolate outline, its empty and deep eyes radiating a coldness towards life.

This is... the second Planetary Vanguard!

Damn it, what have I done to deserve this? What have Greece done to deserve this?

Damn it, you think so highly of us?

Samael's eyes were filled with grief and indignation as he gazed at the tear-like streaks of light among the vast stars, cursing wildly.

At that moment, the white giant, carrying waves formed by billions of tons of seawater, moved toward the coast, shattering and disintegrating all the island chains along its path.

Oh no! His target is Athens!

When everyone saw the city-state in the direction they were heading, their expressions changed drastically.

As the white giant drew ever closer, Samael was considering withdrawing to deal with the immediate crisis first.

Unexpectedly, a dazzling seven-colored sword light struck with the force of a thunderbolt. Caught off guard, the ancient serpent had no choice but to hastily raise its cross spear.

Rumble!

Instantly, guns and swords clashed, and Samael was slammed into the sea, creating a huge wave several meters high.

At this moment, Sefalu gripped the sword hilt upside down, his chest resonated with sound, and the star patterns on his body pulsated and flickered. Between light and shadow, the halo of light surrounding him opened up and focused one by one, corresponding to the tear-shaped star.

"Star Core Link Activated, Weapon Authorization Granted, Launch Distance Two Seconds! — Tear Star, Sword of the War God!"

As the seven-colored light wheel completed focusing, a beam of incandescent white light, a mixture of seven colors, descended from the sky with lightning speed, effortlessly slicing through the sea like a red-hot knife piercing butter, and bombarding Samael's previous landing point.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the series of explosions, the seabed rock reverberated and trembled. A nearby underwater volcano erupted, spewing thick black smoke from the sea surface, emitting a strong sulfurous smell. Large amounts of volcanic ash were thrown into the air, almost blotting out the sun. The scene was one of apocalyptic devastation.

However, Saifalu, which had split the sea and disrupted the flow with a single blow, immediately stopped its destruction. As it slowly raised its head, its blood-red eyes stared directly at the slender figure emerging from the rippling air along the Aegean coast.

cough cough...

Samael was pale, clutching his chest, coughing violently, and his dimly lit divine core began to ache slightly.

so close!

If I hadn't sensed the danger and used my spatial powers to forcibly break through the blockade, I would have been seriously injured, if not killed, by such an attack.

The ancient serpent felt a sense of relief, but its apprehension towards the Wandering Star Vanguard deepened once again.

"This one in front of us has no intention of landing. We'll hold it off! You and Athena, then take care of the other one first!"

At the same time, Prometheus leaped into the air and soared towards the sea, not forgetting to turn back and shout a warning to his old friend.

Medusa was enveloped in a cloud of blood mist, and purplish-red snake scales crawled up her cheeks. Her lower body, with her legs joined together, was a tangled mess of flesh and blood that transformed into a snake tail, displaying an even more powerful and monstrous form before the world.

Chiron, understanding perfectly, rapidly spun his divine core, summoning starlight and unleashing a barrage of light arrows to snipe at the Colossi and other monsters blocking his path, clearing a way for the Prophet's advance.

The remaining teammates, including the Serpent Mother Echidna, Hercules, Orion, Perseus, Peleus, and other elite warriors, successively called upon the true names of the divinely created weapons, unleashing their power to buy time for a swift victory in the rear.