Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

This was only possible by combining the power of both the Greek and Mesopotamian pantheons.

If we relied on a single generation of gods to fight against it, the world would have fallen long ago!

Just as Samael was at his wit's end, that chilling mechanical voice rang out again as Safalu raised his sword to the sky, beckoning starlight.

"World bubble erosion rate 92.75%, enemy combat unit data detected as abnormal, mission progress stalled. Continue guiding the main body of Wilpa Star Core to descend. [Alien Key] authorized, prepare to execute the Great Judgment!"

At the same time, the white giant god, whose body was covered in star patterns, raised the sword of the God of War. Its five star rings interlocked and began to rotate slowly and then rapidly, and spider web-like cracks spread in all directions across the sky.

Phase 6...

Wilpa has arrived...

[Alien Key]...

The Great Trial...

Not knowing which possibility would destroy Greece first, and knowing that Sefalu was upgrading his countermeasures, Samael sighed sadly, his face full of gloom.

Now, all we can do is hold on as long as we can and hope for a miracle...

The ancient serpent gazed at the Eye of the Tide, which had remained silent for two hours, its lips pressed tightly together. It then looked down at the Sea of ​​Oceanus, stained with blood and littered with corpses, and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

It seems that I, who devised this plan, am the biggest gambler.

They actually placed their hopes on a vague and unrealistic miracle.

Since that's the case, let's hope that everything is still in time...

Chapter 288 Second-Run Player (1/2)

The eye of the tidal wave, a winding path through space.

"Irregular turbulence zone, activate protective spells, close the dome, speed level two!"

"45 degrees to the left front, be careful! Entering dense area, load the Seal of Divinity, open all gun ports, prepare to intercept close-range interference! As usual, Hercules is in charge of the bow; Big Sister, watch the port side; Dion... Orion, you take the right flank!"

"Enter the Rainbow Coral Zone, turn the rudder, and quickly pass through the gill-shaped channel. Beware of illusions, and everyone should observe the environment out of the corner of their eyes!"

"..."

Inside the fully enclosed Argo, Jason, standing in the captain's cabin, was highly focused and methodically steered the ship through one dangerous area after another.

Similarly, the hundred or so crew members who boarded the ship had solemn and subdued expressions, and made no superfluous words or movements. They were like precise gears, embedded in the whole of the Argonaut Expeditionary Force.

With seamless teamwork, the Argo, venturing into the Space Path for the second time, traversed these dangerous zones in nearly half the time it took.

Even so, Jason, his brow furrowed and his body a mixture of extreme emotions—mania and calm—biting his thumb, was still dissatisfied with the progress.

Faster! Faster! Faster!

Undercurrents surged, and the ship trembled slightly. In the flickering light, the blond captain's gaze fell upon the projected seascape. He immediately rushed to the control panel, his fingertips, which had been resting on the fish-scale scroll, moved swiftly, quickly locking onto the area circled in paint.

Ninth node!

Jason composed himself, his gaze sharp. As the command was given, the hatches on both sides of the Argo slowly opened, releasing oval bronze artifacts, each the size of a swan's egg, covered with divine runes and shimmering with lightning inside. These artifacts floated silently toward a hidden vortex of undercurrents.

After skillfully releasing these small gadgets, the Argo closed its hatches again, broke through the gentle current, and accelerated forward.

Tsk tsk tsk!

However, as the vibrant colors of the sea faded, a strange rhythmic resonance came from nearby, accompanied by the trembling sound of twisting metal, and beams of scarlet light crisscrossed and attacked.

Jason spun the rudder sharply, and the Argo darted through the gaps in the crimson beams of light like a nimble fish.

At this moment, the thousands of bronze cubes suspended in the water ahead lit up with their surface patterns, moving up, down, forward, backward, left, and right. Some suddenly rose and fell vertically to collide, some attacked from both sides in a crisscross pattern, some randomly assembled like Tetris blocks to intercept, and some shot out beams of scarlet light from within. The screen was filled with a barrage of comments, sending chills down one's spine.

Amidst the violent turbulence caused by the surging magical energy, a familiar feeling welled up in Jason's heart, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Bronze modules meet the matrix! The last line of defense for the Vortex Gate!

You suffered a lot here last time, buddy. This time, I'm going to get full marks before you do!

Several dozen breaths later, the vortex gate appeared.

The waves swirled and crashed into the blue sea without leaving even the slightest scratch.

As the pale waves splashed up, the wooden ship's domed deck slowly opened. Jason staggered out of the captain's cabin, leaned against the ship's side to get some fresh air and soothe his tense nerves, then patted his stiff cheeks. Looking at the vast and boundless Ocean of Titan, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

I cleared the game without taking damage, man, I did it...

hum!

Just then, a chilling tremor came from above, and several halos of light, each a hundred meters in diameter and with a cross-shaped pattern in the center, converged and fell.

At the same time, a thick, dazzling golden beam of light shot through the sky with overwhelming force, like a meteor falling to earth.

Finished!

Jason's pupils contracted sharply. The intense sense of impending death sent chills down his spine and made his heart pound. But the sudden oppression and chilling atmosphere possessed a powerful pressure that made him feel as if he had fallen into an icy hell, with every muscle stiff and unable to move an inch.

"Get out of the way!"

At the critical moment, a figure rushed from the bow of the ship, roughly grabbed Jason by the collar with his large left hand, and swiftly threw him backward.

At the same time, the burly man, who was about two meters tall, grabbed with his right hand and pulled out a dark and ferocious nameless axe sword from the magic array. He poured surging red and black divine power into it, and a scarlet flame blazed up.

Battle tactic—Shoot down a hundred heads!

In an instant, the burly man's arm, which was gripping the axe and sword, with muscles bulging like dragons, swung into the air nine times at an incredible speed, instantly tearing the vast sea of ​​clouds apart like a curtain for hundreds of feet!

Immediately, nine almost seamless slashes tore through the air and crashed fiercely into the descending, dazzling golden pillar of light.

boom!

The layered sonic booms created a terrifying shockwave resembling a mushroom cloud.

Click!

Under the terrifying force of the attack, the Argo floating on the sea was like a leaf in a mudslide, violently rising and falling in the giant waves. Its seven layers of protective magic shattered like a fragile eggshell hit by a heavy hammer, and the hull creaked loudly.

However, the strike that easily severed the sky and the sea of ​​clouds only offset a quarter of the length of the golden beam of light, slightly delaying its descent.

Come again!

Hercules strode forward, cracking the ship's planks with his foot. His muscles bulged, and he swung his arm upward, forcefully stomping the Argo almost entirely into the deep sea.

Chi Chi!

The twelve slashes continued until nearly half the length of the golden pillar of light was shattered before finally dissipating, but the crisis was far from over.

"Give me, get out!"

Hercules' forehead veins bulged, he raised his head and roared, his body ignited with red and black flames like hellfire, and the sound of air being torn apart echoed in front of him once again.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Twenty-four afterimages, like black, furious dragons, swept away the golden afterglow falling from the sky, carving a huge hole through the sea of ​​clouds, as if tearing apart the stars and reaching straight into the vast void.

"Too...too powerful..."

As the waves subsided, Jason, who had risen while holding onto the gunwale, stared in disbelief at the man standing proudly on the deck, holding an unnamed axe and sword. An overwhelming surge of ecstasy and adoration welled up within him.

"Hercules, you are nothing short of a god in human skin! Now that you're here..."

"puff!"

Just as the excited blond captain stepped forward to give the hero who saved the entire ship a warm hug, Hercules burst into clouds of blood mist the moment they made contact.

His bronze skin, harder than rock, split open like a baby's mouth, revealing broken pink muscle groups, with gushing blood meandering from the wound like snakes.

"Crack!"

At the same time, the nameless axe-sword in his hand, forged from hard volcanic rock, cracked inch by inch, turning into dull fragments. The muffled thuds as it hit the deck struck the hearts of everyone present.

Clearly, Hercules's physical body was already operating beyond its limits in order to withstand this incredibly powerful golden beam of light.

"Asclepius! Medea! Heal! Heal her quickly!"

Jason's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly called to his crew to treat the mighty god.

Meanwhile, the blond captain frantically pulled out all sorts of life-saving medicines and potions from his pockets and poured them onto Hercules's many wounds, hoping to stop the bleeding and promote healing.

Unfortunately, the results were minimal...

hum!

Just then, that deadly tremor came from the sky again, and the activated golden cross halo shone brightly!

Chapter 289 Twelve Glories! (2/2)

"boom!"

At the same time, Hercules, who reacted quickly, immediately narrowed his eyes, roared and shook off Jason, grabbed the ship's side and jumped off the Argo, then shoved the ship away with all his might, and raised his bronze shield in the process.

boom!

Amidst the deafening explosion, the boiling seawater surged and propelled the Argo forward.

Under the onslaught of the golden beam of light, tens of meters in diameter, Hercules' bronze shield shattered inch by inch, eventually collapsing completely.

Completely exposed to such divine power, even at the last moment when Mount Tai was pressing down on him, the expression on his face remained as firm as a rock. With the protection of the sea god, he stepped forward on the sea and punched upward with all his might. The red and black divine power he generated mixed with the bursting clouds of blood mist and launched a counterattack.

boom!

A powerful wave of air swept in all directions, and large plumes of white mist rose from the sea.

As the strong winds blew, a bottomless cylindrical whirlpool appeared on the sea surface at the center of the battle.

The figure, protected and supported by the sea god, floated proudly on the water, standing tall and unyielding like a god supporting the sky!

However, once the fog had completely dissipated and visibility had cleared, Jason, who was getting up while holding onto the gunwale, suddenly had bloodshot eyes.

Because the body's arms, head, and even the area above the chest were all dissolved under the washing of the golden beam of light.

What stands there now is nothing more than a lifeless corpse.

The Argonauts, witnessing this, were filled with rage and their eyes reddened.

Amidst this somber atmosphere, the malevolent god suspended in the starry sky, responsible for sweeping the seas, showed no mercy. The golden cross of light that had been drawn to its target had already reassembled.

"Hercules! You are the greatest hero of Greece, how could you die! How could you die! Bastard! We need you! Come back to life! Do you hear me!"

Seeing his faith crumble, the frenzied Jason pounded on the ship's side, roaring furiously with a ferocious expression.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the cross-shaped light wheel in the sky was about to launch, a sharp, resounding twang echoed from the sea, and the pervasive white mist was suddenly pierced by a beam of blue light mixed with the sound of wind and thunder.

"boom!"

In an instant, a dazzling array of light patterns exploded in the sky at an altitude of ten thousand meters. Silver-white arcs of lightning crisscrossed and roared across the heavens, and the converging cross-shaped halo of light dimmed and extinguished.

To their astonishment, the Argonauts were shocked to see that, in the white mist rising from the sea, Hercules' severed body miraculously regenerated its broken limbs, and the two arms that had been restored were now holding bronze bows and arrows, firing the crucial arrow that would disrupt the evil god of the stars.

At the same time, the red divine markings on his body became brighter and thicker, his previously bronze muscles had turned dark red, and his body seemed to be flowing with molten lava.

"go!"

As Hercules' eyes regenerated from their sockets, he looked up and saw that the cross of light in the sky had been readjusted and was now aimed at him. He immediately drew his bow and arrow, turned to the Argonauts a hundred meters away, and roared solemnly.

"boom!"

Before the words were finished, an even thicker golden beam of light slashed towards the sea once more. Hercules fired a series of arrows, which were brutally dissolved, and the immense divine power crashed down on Hercules with undiminished force.

In the violent explosion, the hero's upper half of his body was burned away.

My companions are calling me! The journey to the Argonauts needs me!

It was not for the orders of the scoundrel King Eurystheus, not for the labor of Hera, and not for the glory of the gods.

Instead, I want to pave the way forward for my friends and my compatriots, and strive for that one in ten thousand chance!

Get moving! Twelve Glories!

The silent roar from within the divine core stirred up towering waves in the river of the heart, and the unruly soul bound by fate broke free of its chains and shone once more.

In an instant, dense red and black blood vessels spread from the scarlet divine runes across the remains of Hercules. The ether in the air gathered wildly, filling the broken shell and regenerating newer, stronger limbs and more resilient organs.

"While Hercules is still alive and can hold off that monster, let's go!"

Jason's face tightened, snapping the Argonauts out of their daze. He coldly issued orders and turned to walk toward the captain's cabin.

"You bastard! You coward, you're abandoning Hercules and running away again!"