Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

This colossal steel behemoth, hidden deep within the pitch-black ship, severed its fiber optic cable and, accompanied by a torrent of crimson and black magical flames, roared and accelerated, gliding across the open channel at lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, the [Endless Wooden Horse], which had been gliding in mid-air, automatically twisted its metal joints and quickly transformed into a tall humanoid mechanical body. Then, it unfolded its wings of light, roared over the port of Icarus, and flew towards the Acropolis of Athens.

Enemy attack!

Faced with this sudden turn of events, the guards along the line were alarmed and were preparing to shoot down the invading enemy. However, the Holy King in front of the Parthenon pressed his right hand down and directly shut down the self-operating city defense magic light barrier.

boom!

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the enormous, silver-white humanoid machine, in a half-kneeling posture, landed in front of the Parthenon, and slowly opened its chest compartment accompanied by a crisp metallic scraping sound.

Click...

With a metallic creak, the black-armored pilot leaped out of the silver-white cockpit, strode forward with a swift and decisive motion, placed his hand on the back of his neck, opened the mechanism, removed his helmet, revealing a handsome and resolute face and stylish highlights of red hair interspersed among his white hair. He then knelt down and pounded his chest with his right fist in salute.

"Your Majesty Theseus, my name is Odysseus. I have come here with the Athena's command, summoned by the goddess, and I await your orders!"

"We've arrived just in time!"

Samael nodded in satisfaction, bent down, and helped the peerless strategist who had participated in the Trojan War to his feet, introducing him to the crowd.

“Cousin Helen, it’s been a long time. Penelope has been talking about you. If you have time, you are welcome to come to the island to visit her.”

It wasn't until the handsome pilot with white hair and red highlights in his pilot's uniform gently extended an invitation to Helen that the high priest of the Moon Temple snapped out of her daze, withdrew her astonished gaze from the dark sea fleet, and nodded blankly. The confirmed guess then exploded in her mind.

It turns out that the card Odysseus wasn't a person, but a fleet!

A massive combat force built upon Atlantean alien technology and reorganized through Greek magic!

Odysseus was the commander who awakened and led this fleet!

Cousin?

At this moment, Samael glanced at Helen, who was deep in thought, and then remembered that Odysseus's wife Penelope was apparently Helen's cousin, so the two could be related.

Now, in the Battle of Thermopylae, we no longer need to worry about this cunning general slipping away and shirking his duties.

Meanwhile, Anna, who had transformed into the form of a goddess, maintained her composure and nodded in response to Odysseus's bow.

In reality, the continent of Atlantis and the interstellar city of Olympus were sunk by their combined forces during the war of the Titans.

However, the ten islands of the outer kingdom still retain a fairly complete main body, drifting in the chaotic zone of the Oceanus Sea, shielded by the stormy seas, the Eye of the Tide, and the forbidden power laid down by the gods.

Even on the island of Hecate, the production line of the Erkedna Armory was well preserved and, after repairs and renovations, still possessed the corresponding combat force production capacity.

Today, this deep-sea fleet is the masterpiece of the Kingdom of Ten Islands.

It must be said that after learning from the lessons of the war of the giants and the sinking of Atlantis, Athena defied all opposition and dared to use the Ecdna Armory to rebuild the deep-sea fleet, which is enough to demonstrate the courage and foresight of this goddess of wisdom and war.

After a century of honing its skills, now is the time to test its edge.

Among them, the most excited was undoubtedly Admiral Timistokelli, who was willing to serve as his second-in-command.

With the addition of this steel fleet, the Persians, who had a relative advantage in naval warfare, were about to have their good days come to an end!

Similarly, when the people of Athens heard that this powerful and terrifying sea nightmare, comparable to the Valkyrie legions and the Amazonian army, actually belonged to a strong Greek army, they were immediately filled with pride and honor. Many curious Athenians rushed to the top of the walls and ran out of the city to look out at the magnificent sea.

"These must be your trump cards, right?"

The deep-sea fleet arrived as scheduled, and Samael relaxed, lazily stretching his body.

"more than!"

Anna curled her lips into a smile, gave Samael a meaningful look, then turned to gaze at the surging sea. As she pondered, her purple eyes sparkled.

"...Elegant musical notes bring us joy and wisdom, accompanying us on a safe voyage."

Storms cannot be our enemies, and the ocean is our playground!

The trials of God make the brave taste the hardships of life, yet also find them sweet!

Our courage shines like the sun and moon that illuminate the world…

At the same time, a loud and majestic song, accompanied by the rise and fall of the waves on the sea, grew clearer and closer.

Samael, standing before the Parthenon, looked up in astonishment at the sea. His pupils contracted sharply, and his lips moved unconsciously, as if in a daze, he sang the last notes of the hymn in time with the rhythm.

"...Our glory, the people...will remember!"

Wow!

The waves rolled and churned, and heaps of crystalline white foam washed ashore like scattered fragments of jade. A wooden sailboat, incongruous with the surrounding gloomy metallic structures, exuded an ancient and weathered charm. Breaking through the somber atmosphere created by the deep-sea fleet, it sailed into the port of Icarus as its oars flew up and down.

hum!

In an instant, the ether trembled and roared. The Holy King, standing atop the mountain, exuding an air of wisdom and composure, immediately flapped his metal wings, transforming into a dazzling stream of light. Like a dazzling meteor, he trailed a long fiery tail and crashed down before the military port with lightning speed.

In an instant, the followers of the Parthenon, and then others, gathered at the port of Icarus.

Amidst the intense anticipation of the crowd, the hatch slowly opened, revealing a series of familiar figures.

Chapter 142 With so many cards, you can beat me in a second?

The female hunter, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, with cat ears and green hair, and holding the Sky Bow, glanced at the bow, quickly averted her gaze, and lightly tapped the bowstring with her fingers.

The female magician, cloaked, with purple hair and pointed ears, holding the Moon Staff, looked delighted and had an urge to run out of the group, her cheeks flushing.

With colorful wings on her back and pink hair flowing down her shoulders, the eagle witch, eating snacks, blinked her colorful eyes and looked around curiously.

A tanned female warrior, with an arrogant expression, holding a gun and shield, and wearing light armor, is selectively searching for a qualified successor in the 88 constellations.

The white-haired healer, wearing a hood, with a small bronze bell at his waist and a snake staff in his hand, frowned as he sniffed the lingering stench of the plague. He reached out and pulled out a small bottle, pouring out disinfectant.

The twin swordsmen, with their golden, tousled hair and identical handsome faces, stood side by side ashore, inseparable.

A tall, muscular man with unshaven hair, wielding a nameless stone axe-sword and covered in red divine markings, stood out from the crowd, exuding an overwhelming aura with every move he made…

Big Sister, Medea, Circe, Caenis, the Goddess of Healing, the Twin Swordsmen, Hercules...

They're all back!

Each time Samael's gaze focused, it brought a joy that struck deep into his heart. Long-buried memories burst forth from the floodgates of his heart, reflecting all the past events.

Their eyes met, and though they didn't speak, their understanding was unspoken.

As the snake's vertical pupils circled once, the figure squeezed at the back of the line struggled to peek half its body out from the gap and greeted them with a smile.

"Hey, long time no see, buddy!"

A frivolous blond-haired handsome man with a smile on his lips and a sly look in his eyes as he searched for beautiful women in the crowd, wore a winged helmet but was dressed in an extravagant robe, which looked out of place.

He was clearly the least like a hero, yet he was trusted and surrounded by many heroes.

Seeing the frivolous blond youth approaching with crab-like steps, Samael instinctively opened his arms and gave his long-lost friend a solid hug. After repeatedly patting him to confirm, he still murmured in disbelief.

“It really is you, Jason…”

"Of course... Achoo!"

As Jason responded with a cheerful smile, he suddenly felt a strong chill creep up from behind, and involuntarily, his nose itched and he sneezed loudly.

hateful!

Lord Theseus's embrace was snatched away by another man!

At the port, the purple-haired witch stood still, her fingers twisting her clothes, her knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force. Her eyes, fixed on the back of a frivolous man, were filled with a sinister rage, her clenched teeth grinding together as if she wanted to tear off a piece of flesh from the unsuspecting fellow to vent her anger.

"Ahei! Ahei! Ahei!"

Jason sneezed three times in a row, a strong sense of foreboding rising in his heart. He immediately shrank back and instinctively distanced himself from Samael.

Sure enough, once the contact ended, his chilly body immediately warmed up.

The captain glanced warily at a humanoid calamity marked "dangerous," and carefully moved the ground a few more inches away.

"Didn't you say that spirits are difficult to descend into the Starry Sea? How come they..."

However, as they parted, Samael gradually recovered from the shock and joy of their reunion, and in his confusion, he couldn't help but turn to look at Anna.

"The fact that it is difficult to summon extraordinary deities from the [Inner Sea of ​​Stars] does not mean that it is impossible to summon flesh-bearing heroic spirits from the [Pure Land of Bliss]!"

The serpent goddess, whose plan had succeeded, couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips in a slightly smug response.

"Besides, have you forgotten that there is a great altar on the Argo that is bound to their destiny? Zeus spent a lot of effort on this. Using this as a medium, summoning them is not a difficult task!"

"Bring these former friends with you, whether it's to reclaim the Greek throne or to resist the Persian invasion, this is the gift we have prepared for you."

At this moment, Jason smiled and nodded, stepping aside to let the figure behind him pass.

"This is all thanks to the new queen of Elysium. After fully absorbing the magical legacy of the goddess Hecate, her mastery of arcane arts is truly remarkable. This unprecedented summoning ritual was entirely orchestrated by her."

"very impressive!"

Samael was full of admiration for this witch with extraordinary magical skills.

"Ah, it wasn't all my doing; Aunt Circe also helped."

Medea, who was suddenly flattered, blushed and nervously avoided eye contact with His Majesty Theseus, completely unprepared to face him directly. She stammered as she picked up a bewildered eagle witch and held her in front of her.

"How many times have I told you, don't call me auntie, it makes me look old!"

Circe, who was wondering what to eat for dinner, snapped out of her daze, swallowed the fruit in her mouth with a dark face, and waved her little fists in protest to her niece.

"Hmm, you're not bad either, but you should eat more meat to grow taller."

Samael habitually patted Circe's pink-haired head, chuckled approvingly, and then, looking at the girl's frail figure that hadn't changed in centuries, couldn't help but snatch the fruit from her hand, take a bite, and tease her.

Damn it, what kind of look is that! She's clearly gained weight and grown taller! Even a little bit counts as growth!

When his snacks were stolen and he was teased, Circe immediately got angry.

"Lord Theseus, I...I've grown up!"

However, before the eagle witch could utter a word of protest, Medea, suppressing her tension, loosened the hem of her repeatedly torn clothing, raised her head, blinked her bright eyes, and stared intently at someone.

After thousands of years of accumulation, the little girl who was once 1.4 meters tall is now more than 20 centimeters taller, with a curvaceous figure, full hips and a slender waist, just like a ripe peach waiting to be picked.

As a result, the Eagle Witch, who was Medea's aunt but looked more like her niece when standing next to her, was full of resentment. Under such a realistic blow, Circe's face stiffened and she fell silent, squatting to the side drawing circles and muttering to herself.

However, Samael, who was facing Medea directly, experienced a surge in blood pressure and looked terrified.

If I remember correctly, he made a promise to Medea when she was still a child...

This phrase, "You've grown up," sounds a bit like pressure to get married...

That familiar gaze sent a cold sweat down Samael's forehead, and he gave a dry, perfunctory reply.

"Uh, okay, that's fine..."

As the atmosphere began to sour, in order to prevent the witch from making any shocking remarks in her excitement, Samael immediately stopped exchanging pleasantries with his companions, retreated to the Ares Mountain camp, and grinned furiously, revealing a sinister sneer.

"Gentlemen, the Persians have threatened to destroy us within ten days, and there are now eight days left in the countdown."

In other words, you only have eight days to drive all these scum into the sea to feed the fish!

"Where your sword points, there lies the will of our hearts!"

The heroes knelt down, solemnly responding to the holy king who had led them to create miracles time and time again, and then bursting out with proud shouts.

"Glory belongs to the Argonaut Expeditionary Force!"

Chapter 143 Tear Them All Down!

The Argonauts! It was the Argonauts!

As the proud shouts of the port of Icarus rose in unison, a wave of sound swept across the entire city of Athens, and the minds of the people who had gathered in the streets, alleys, and open fields were struck by a thunderbolt.

A series of intersecting gazes, mirroring the "Argonautica" they had heard since childhood, matched one timeless legend after another with their corresponding heroes.

Captain Jason, Hercules, Medea, Asclepius, Atalanta, Castor and Pollux...

That's right! They're all back!

The Athenians' expressions shifted from initial disbelief to jubilant excitement at discovering new surprises, eventually culminating in the intense and frenzied excitement of fans witnessing their idols arrive in person.

The [Calydon Hunt], which rid the people of a scourge...

The Journey to the Golden Fleece in the Kingdom of Colchis...

A Journey Through the Underworld in Search of Paradise...

The final battle to seal off the four seas: Okeanos's [Breakthrough of the Deep Seas]...

The Day the Gods Were Slain in Olympus, the Interstellar City Mountain Range...