If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

It violated the personal wishes of Mecha, but it can guarantee that Olympos will not lose another real Mecha.

"As a backup flagship body, Athena has the same authority as us."

The us that Zeus refers to refers to the dead Poseidon, the retreating Hades, and himself.

"Even I can't force her to perform a body-mechanism fusion."

This secret is unknown to Aphrodite, who is an ordinary real body machine god.

She was a little annoyed when she heard this, and she didn't know if it was because of Athena's recent abnormal behavior, or because she was worried about Athena's safety.

"Well, then, we can only pin our hopes on the people in Pan-Human History."

Aphrodite also accepted reality.

The anti-Mekami flagship, Tartarus, was born to eliminate the real Mekjin.

If the Twelve Machine Gods of Olympus still exist, maybe they can give it a go.

But now that two Olympus machine gods have fallen, there is really no good way.

Zeus' eyes were burning, and his attention was focused on Oort in the picture.

He knew that only this star soldier who also came from the Star Sea would have the chance to deal with Tartaros.

……

The original site of Tartarus Hell, the main battlefield where the future fate of this Lost Belt will be determined.

Gilgamesh's face was ashen, and he slowly fell to Enkidu's side, without saying a word so far.

He felt ashamed of himself!

Pulling out the Deviant Sword and using the Noble Phantasm failed to completely wipe out the four dead souls.

The strongest blow was stopped by the hand of the machine god in front of him.

Seeing this, Cu Chulainn wanted to step forward to comfort him, but was stopped by Enkidu.

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The voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

Cu Chulainn nodded, giving up the idea of ​​consolation.

"So this big guy is also a real machine god? But it is specially used to deal with the real machine god?"

There was some tongue twisting, but there was no problem with Circe's understanding.

"But how the hell is it built? Are there any glaring weaknesses?"

Medea looked to Athena who was observing Tartarus, hoping for an answer.

"Prometheus may have seen the drawings of Tartarus, and we don't know anything about his internal structure, but it may have been built by enslaving those dead souls."

It is tempting for the resentful souls of gods to build a machine god that can destroy Olympus by themselves.

And it took thousands of years to transform the entire Tartarus Hell from the inside into the machine god Tartarus, and Athena had to admire Prometheus's clever means.

"Death! Destruction! I will kill you all!"

Tartarus in the distance let out a wild laugh.

The tide was churning, the wind was blowing, and everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Oort, can you devour that guy?" Medea asked.

"I'm afraid it won't work. I tried it when I targeted Pontos before. Devouring has almost no effect on him, and it only absorbs the magic power absorbed from the air by those resentments."

Oort was still a little puzzled at first, so he turned to magic.

Now that he had learned about Tartarus' origins, he understood.

The current Twelve Machine Gods of Olympus have completed localization by absorbing human beliefs, and have become outright local gods, and the label of aliens has been washed away.

Unlike Tartarus, his construction materials were brought by the Olympian machine god from another universe, and the core part is the resentment transformed by another universe's technology.

The ability of star soldiers, civilization predation, can only work on things in this universe that satisfy the concept of [civilization].

No matter from which point of view, Tartarus does not belong to this universe.

Even Pontos, another cosmic technology transformed into a resentful body, cannot swallow it, so civilization predation should not be effective on Tartaros.

"Then pull him into your inherent enchantment, are you sure to kill him?"

"At present, there is no enemy who has escaped from my inherent enchantment alive."

Oort's answer reassured everyone.

Athena finished the observation, but her hanging heart still did not let go.

"Don't be too happy, Tartarus may not be so easy to deal with!"

She informed everyone of her observations.

"The energy that keeps Tartaros running is very special. It's not ordinary magic power, but resentment!"

Athena barely detected magic power on this taboo machine god, more of a resentment that she couldn't detect.

The Heroic Spirits of Pan-Human History are fine, they don't have any special thoughts about it.

On the other hand, Olympus exploded.

Relying entirely on resentment to maintain the operation of the entire machine god, how can the Olympus machine god fight!

Frowning, Athena lowered the voice of the Olympian gods to the lowest level, and continued: "Although I haven't detected magic power, but turning these resentments into equivalent magic power responses, Tartaros' output is astonishingly high! "

"how many?"

"Olympos removes the three flagship airframes, the sum of the remaining nine airframes!!"

嘶

Now, it was the turn of panhuman Shi Yinglings to be shocked.

Gilgamesh finally responded.

"According to what you said, it should be justifiable for my king's attack to be blocked?"

"Of course, his shield is stronger than any Mech God!" Athena nodded in affirmation.

She turned to look at Ort.

"After hearing this, do you still have the confidence to kill Tartarus?"

"With your assistance, you can try."

Circe looked at his disciple with worry in his eyes.

Now she has changed her mind a little, and she doesn't want to let Oort go into this muddy water.

Just let Tartarus kill the Mekhan of Olympus.

"Circe? My dear little Circe, have you come yet? 1000 years, come and take me out!"

Medea and Circe were stunned by the voice from within Tartarus.

"Prometheus! Tell her to shut up!" Tartarus yelled.

194. Oort and Circe have no obligation to help pan-human history

"It's the teacher's voice!"

They all looked at the place where the voice came from.

It is the belly of Tartarus, the god of forbidden machines!

The wide open hole was also the exit for Uranus and the others to escape from the cage.

As expected, Hecate's soul was not devoured by Pontus and the others, and it is still in Tartarus' body.

Medusa also recognized Hecate's voice.

The long-lost old friend, now appearing like this, she is quite emotional.

While feeling emotional, she still maintained her vigilance towards Hecate.

"Circe, I'm afraid there is something strange about this, we shouldn't... well, even if we want to save Hecate, we need careful deployment."

To Circe, Medusa couldn't bear to refuse.

Because Hecate was like a family member to Circe.As for the pain of losing a loved one, she can understand the pain of missing her two sisters.

"Medusa, we have agreed not to save..."

Cu Chulainn's upright speech came to an abrupt end, and was interrupted by a look from Scathach.

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But the next decision is related to the survival of pan-human history, whether the Lost Belt can be cut or not.

Under the heavy pressure, he spoke again: "Teacher! We came here to save the history of pan-humanity. The Tartarus in front of us is already powerful enough, and that is the magic power output of nine real mechas." .As you can see, even Gilgamesh's strongest attack was easily blocked by the opponent! We really don't have any extra manpower to save her."

The scandal was brought up again, and Gilgamesh was full of black lines.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Enkidu hurriedly comforted his furious friend.

"Calm down, Jill, losing to Tartarus is not something to be ashamed of, his personality has far surpassed that of the main god."

The output is about equal to the total of nine main god-level machine-god fusions, and Tartaros' strength is beyond doubt.

And I am afraid that only Enki in this world can stop the furious Gilgamesh.

"Hmph, Scathach, I'll give you this chance!"

Turning his face sideways, the hero king walked straight behind Circe, Enkidu smiled apologetically at Cu Chulainn, and followed closely behind.

"Thank you very much then."

Scathach turned to look at his disciples.

"Cuchulin, there is one thing you need to understand. Circe and Orth are just our assistants. They have never been obliged to help us cut this tapestry. They have been repaid long ago, strictly speaking, they who belong to this Lost Belt should be our enemies."

Cu Chulainn's eyes widened and his mouth was slightly open.

He had indeed forgotten the real identities of Circe and Orth.

"Their master and apprentice are so powerful... I subconsciously regarded them as my own."

"Before there is no disagreement, they are your own people. You have done a good job in this. But don't forget that they, as assistants, play a vital role in every battle. Without them, Poseidon Hera and Hera will not fall, so there are some things we owe to their master and apprentice."

The voice of the conversation was so low that only Scathach and Cu Chulainn could hear it.

These words only need to be said to Cu Chulainn. The rest of the heroic spirits present have a much deeper bond with Ort or Circe than Cu Chulainn and the two.

Soon, Scathach brought Cu Chulainn back to the crowd.

"Sorry, I didn't think carefully!"

Putting his hands together and bowing, Cu Chulainn apologized to Circe and Orth with the etiquette he learned from somewhere.

Circe shook his head, indicating that he didn't take it seriously, and then glanced at Oort who was silent.

After obtaining the consent of her disciples, she told the truth.

"The premise of apologizing is that you have done something wrong, and we have never had the idea of ​​'wanting you to repay' in our hearts. Helping Panhuman History is out of hatred in my heart. Oort has some feelings for you Favor, but more for me, the fall of the gods of Olympus has already satisfied me. Besides, Orte and I don’t want to bother you on the issue of rescuing Hecate.”

The guilty Athena looked up at the sky to hide her embarrassment, and cut off the scene and sound provided to the gods of Olympus by the way.

Circe told about the invitation to Scathas that night on Xhosas Island.

"Hey! Auntie, you are not going to take me!!"

First she was stunned, and then Medea puffed up her cheeks angrily.

"Sorry, Medea. Scathach was invited because she came here to destroy the dead."

Standing on tiptoe, Circe stroked her head, comforting this niece from panhuman history.

"Auntie, this big guy in front of you has already threatened the safety of pan-human history!"