Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 325: Awesome, all awesome! (4.6k)

Inside the house, randomly discarded armor pieces and clothes were scattered everywhere, while Katniss, who had voluntarily destroyed her equipment, was lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, soundly sleeping.

Under the loose blanket, the healthy wheat-colored skin showed an attractive honey color in the moonlight. The two heavy fruits only covered one-third of it, and the scenery on the top of the mountain was vaguely visible.

Lorne, who was standing by, carefully removed the arm that was pressing on his chest and glanced at Katniss, who went to bed almost naked, feeling a little amused.

You really don't treat your brothers as outsiders...

As Loen shook his head, a deep snoring sounded beside his ears.

At this moment, Katniss' body was stretched out in a spread-eagle position, her tense muscles showing a comfortable relaxation, and she had obviously entered a state of deep sleep.

It can be seen that this female warrior is really tired.

After all, she first chased them for dozens of miles and fought a fierce battle with dozens of centaurs in the dense forest; then she was hit by a strange spell and her whole body became limp, and she was almost buried by dozens of trees pushed down by the centaurs; just after she regained consciousness, she took them all the way to the city to meet the King of Thessaly...

Even if you are an iron man, you will inevitably feel tired after such repeated efforts.

Thinking of this, Loen consciously slowed down his movements and breathing so as not to disturb the big-breasted brother's rest.

Come to think of it, the two little green tea girls outside are probably still waiting for him at this time. Once he goes out, it will probably become a white-collar scene, or even worse, a Shura scene.

If things really get tangled up, he won't have any peace tonight.

In comparison, although Katniss's figure was a bit criminal, it was very likely that she would not be able to keep a good distance when getting along with him, and there would be a chance of an accident. But the other party really treated him as a brother, and compared with the two little green tea outside who wanted to eat him up, he was actually safer.

After a little thought in his mind, Loen adopted the attitude of making the best of it, gently closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

after an hour.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Loen opened his eyes, removed the claw that slapped his face for the thirteenth time, then looked down at the two round thighs locked around his waist like the roots of an old tree, and expressionlessly pried open the pair of deadly scissor legs.

However, as soon as he untied the restraints on his lower body, his upper body collapsed.

Katniss, who was soundly sleeping, waved her hands around and used a soft object beside her as a pillow, stuffed it into her arms, and murmured comfortably in her sleep.

With half of his head sunk into the ravine, Loen felt a sense of suffocation and softness coming from his mouth and nose. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide, and all sleepiness disappeared from his mind.

How can I sleep like this!

Faced with the repeated harassment from his unscrupulous roommate, Lorne could no longer bear it. With a dark face, he pulled Katniss off him, then jumped off the bed decisively, pushed the door open and slipped into the courtyard for a walk to clear his mind and body.

At this time, the two little green tea girls outside the door had long disappeared. Judging from the breath coming from the two rooms opposite, they had obviously gone into their rooms to rest.

Luo En felt at ease. He sat at the stone table in the courtyard, took out his treasured wine, and drank it comfortably.

The night is as cool as water, the moonlight is as thin as gauze, and mixed with the melodious chirping of insects around, the atmosphere seems quiet and peaceful.

After a few drinks, Loen dipped his fingertips in the remaining wine in the glass and drew several Hermetic lines on the table.

A trace of divine power was injected into it, and a slight humming sound was heard, and a figure with purple hair and golden eyes appeared in the running magic circle.

"Long time no see, Sister Ya."

The purple-haired goddess who was reviewing documents at her desk in the bedroom in the magic circle diagram stopped writing when she heard the voice, looked up, raised her eyebrows, and asked with a light hum.

"Hmm? What should you call me outside?"

"Yes, yes, Master Sasha."

Lorne rolled his eyes and reluctantly entered into the role-playing game.

"Still in Trozen?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"What took you so long? Is there something going on?"

"There was indeed an accident..."

Athena nodded, her eyes flickered, and she answered in a deep voice.

"I met someone from the Temple of Poseidon here."

"The person you value should not be an ordinary Atlantean, right?"

Lorne asked playfully, twirling the glass in his hand.

Athena was very satisfied with her brother's consistent sharpness and opened her mouth to provide additional information.

"They call themselves [Sea Warriors], and they are all equipped with [Scale Clothes] made of mountain copper. They are very difficult to deal with."

"Stronger than the [Sacred Cloth] of the God of War Mountain?"

"In terms of quality, they are both indistinguishable, but in terms of quantity, the [Scale Cloth] of the Sea God Temple has been fully equipped, and even ordinary Atlantis soldiers have them."

"It shouldn't be..."

Lorne frowned, a look of confusion on his face.

"The [Sacred Cloth] of the Ares Mountain was made by Hephaestus on your behalf. It possesses extraordinary divinity and power. Poseidon has been repaired so many times, and even the continent of Atlantis has been buried in the sea. Where did he get so many [Scale Cloth]? Even if the mountain copper of Atlantis is very cheap, the casting technology is probably not so easy to solve, right? Could it be that there is also a craftsman god on the other side?"

"There really is..."

"?"

Hearing this, Loen widened his eyes and looked at Athena in surprise.

Hephaestus rebelled? Impossible?
"It has nothing to do with Hephaestus. It is a foreign god named Vulcan. It is said that the [Scale Clothes] in the Temple of Poseidon were created by him."

Athena picked up the pen and sketched a simple diagram of a red-bearded burly man and several strange bronze machines on the paper and showed them to Lorne.

"In addition, he also created something called [Mechanical Soldiers] to assist the sea warriors of the Sea God Temple in fighting to make up for the current population shortage of the Atlantis clan."

Vulcan?
When Luo En heard the name, he couldn't help but frown deeply.

This is the god of fire and craftsmen in future Roman mythology, equivalent to today's god of craftsmen Hephaestus.

The Venus and Mars he met in the city of Thessaly during the day were respectively the counterparts of the goddess of love Aphrodite and the god of war Ares.

If one was a coincidence, then the appearance of three in succession would prove that there is definitely something wrong with these “foreign visitors” who regard themselves as gods!
Thinking of this, Loen told Athena what he had seen and heard in Thessaly.

The goddess of wisdom pondered for a moment and murmured with enlightenment.

"No wonder..."

"What did you think of?"

Hearing Loen's question, Athena came back to her senses and spoke softly.

“Remember Talos on Crete?”

"The bronze giant?"

"Yes." Athena nodded, her eyes gradually becoming deeper, "I suspect that the people we met may be from the same tribe as Talos."

"The Bronze Clan?" Luo En was slightly stunned, puzzled, "Didn't they say that they were exterminated by Zeus?"

"The Golden Humans were also exterminated before, but what happened? Aren't they still alive and well in Atlantis? The Sea of ​​Chaos is boundless, so it's not difficult to hide something if you have the will."

Athena spoke calmly, then added in a deep voice with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Also, do you know the real reason why the Bronze Clan was destroyed?"

"What?" "Using the name of God, stealing God's power, trying to fulfill God's destiny with a body that is not God!"

Athena pondered quietly, a playful smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"It seems that my uncle got mixed up with them."

"Sea Warriors, Scale Cloth, Mechanical Soldiers, Survivors of the Bronze Age... Can you handle all these troubles?"

Lorne frowned and asked with concern.

Athena gave Lorne a proud look and snorted unhappily.

"You look down on me too much, don't you? Think about why you were able to meet the Bronze Clan's [Mechanical God] in Thessaly?"

After a moment's thought, Luo En suddenly realized.

"You have taken care of the Temple of Poseidon? They can't make any progress in Trozen City, so those mecha gods came to the inland to find a new city-state as a springboard?"

"You're smart."

Athena raised her smooth chin slightly, a hint of complacency appearing on her beautiful face.

"I have fought with those Mecha Gods several times before. Although I was caught off guard at the beginning, I still won after stabilizing the situation. Not only did the Temple of Poseidon not gain any advantage from me, but even Theseus, whom they wanted to win over, was taken under my wing and became a Saint of Aries."

"Even if you persuade Theseus to rebel, it won't be that easy to wipe out the influence of the Temple of Poseidon in Trozen, right? After all, there are three mecha gods, Poseidon, and a large number of marine gods. No matter how you think about it, it's impossible for them to just sit there and watch, right?"

"So, I transferred a lot of old friends from Ares Mountain."

Athena winked playfully and explained the current strength of her troops.

In addition to the newly recruited Aries Saint Theseus, there is also the god of medicine Asclepius who has completed his body reconstruction and inherited the Ophiuchus Cloth, the second-generation goddess of justice Astraea who has been given the Libra Cloth, and the recently appointed Sagittarius teacher Ma and a large number of outstanding graduates from the Athens Academy under his command.

Many of these descendants of gods who had studied at the Academy of Athens were awarded bronze and silver sacred garments after graduation. They were the true descendants of the God of War Mountain.

Loen was astonished when he heard about the combat force configuration of Athena's subordinates.

There were more than 30 silver and bronze saints, and four new and old gold saints. Among the four gold saints, except for Theseus who had just joined the group and whose strength was a bit weak, the god of medicine Asclepius, the second generation goddess of justice Astraea, and the sage Chiron were all top-notch assistants and fighters among the gods.

Coupled with the enhancement of the golden armor, Poseidon had to consider whether his teeth were strong enough. No wonder the Temple of Poseidon has not been able to conquer the city of Trozen so far and turned to Thessaly to look for a breakthrough.

It has to be said that in terms of developing downline, Ms. Sasha, as the spokesperson for Athena, has indeed achieved gratifying results. Not long after leaving the Ares Mountain, she had gathered a large number of capable and capable younger brothers under her.

On the other hand, Loen himself played the role of both father and mother in Arcadia, contributed more than 80% of the output in team battles, and was almost exhausted to the point of vomiting blood. This can be considered a win with nothing but a lot of traitors and crappy teammates.

In the end, he just processed the employment procedures for the twin brothers, and his performance in recruiting people was completely surpassed by Athena.

Although the data was not good, in order to save his own face, Loen had to make moral criticisms of Athena.

"Forget about Theseus and Asclepius, but Astraea is Themis' apprentice and a subordinate goddess. If you recruit her into your team, what will you say to Themis when she wakes up?"

"What do you want to tell me? The entire War God Mountain belongs to me. What's wrong with wanting her to be my apprentice? When she wakes up, if she's not strong enough, I plan to take her in as well."

A certain minotaur god from Crete, the source of all evil in NTR culture, spoke bluntly, exuding a domineering aura.

As the second generation of the Minotaur, Loen listened and was secretly alert.

Athena had already started to target this elder before Themis woke up. What if his strength was declining?
I'm afraid this goddess of wisdom would beat him to his knees without mercy and then take him back to make him work hard.

Therefore, in order to ensure that he would not be ridden down, he had to be ahead of his elder sister in all aspects.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt the urgent pressure from behind him, and asked for more information about the holy clothes, trying to achieve the goal of recruiting people as quickly as possible.

"Come to think of it, aren't there only twelve golden cloths for the zodiac? What's with Ophiuchus?"

"Who told you that there are only twelve fixed sets of golden armor?"

Upon hearing this, Luo En was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Athena explained patiently.

"Nothing is permanent. Millions of years have passed since the creation of the world from chaos. After such a large-scale evolution, even the North Star is not eternal and immutable. Some of its lives have come to an end, and it is common for old stars to die and new stars to be born. In order to decorate the star map more beautifully, the stars will also change their positions, so the status of the zodiac is not always consistent and cannot be replaced."

"But I remember that the original design of Ophiuchus should be silver? Can it replace the position of the twelve zodiac signs?"

"Is silver definitely weaker than gold? Can a child in armor really defeat a descendant of God in cloth?"

Hearing Athena's meaningful question, Lorne seemed to be thinking about something.

"So, the true strength does not only depend on the holy garment itself, but also on the strength and potential of the user?"

Athena nodded and looked at Lorne, who was pondering leisurely.

"I guess your progress is so slow because you think that the number of gold-level holy clothes is too small, and you need to carefully select the right ones. If you release silver and bronze-level holy clothes, you are worried that it may limit some people's original abilities and talents."

Loen nodded helplessly. This was exactly what he was worried about.

Therefore, although Medea and Atalanta are quite powerful, they have not yet been allocated suitable holy clothes.

"you think too much."

Athena rolled her eyes at her overly clever brother and snorted.

"The color scheme of the holy clothes only represents the different status in the holy land, and does not represent the strength. Who is weak and who is strong depends on the user. So you can give these holy clothes to the ones you like."

"Isn't this too casual? What if the user dies?"

"That's even better. When they die, the armor can automatically return to the Sanctuary and be passed on to the next person. The more people it passes through, the more combat experience the new user will gain from it."

"?"

When Luo En heard this, he was surprised.

"Memory function..." Athena explained casually, "When the goddess of memory Mnemosyne stayed at Ares Mountain, I asked her to integrate a trace of memory divinity into the holy clothes, so as to absorb the combat talents and enemy experience of each user, and ensure that the holy clothes will become stronger and stronger during use. After all, only by constantly reaching new levels can they deprive the gods of the sky."

Luo En heard the hidden meaning and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"So, the holy cloth is alive? It can continue to evolve under the cultivation of the user?"

It turns out that those users can also use them as experience packs and become materials for upgrading holy clothes?
"That's right. Gold, silver, or bronze are not the end of the line for the Cloth."

Athena paused and spoke softly.

"Pulling the glory of the gods from the sky to the earth, allowing the user to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods with a mortal body, this is the true form of the holy garment!"

"Sacred Cloth?"

"Well, it's not wrong to call them that. But unfortunately, among the eighty-eight holy garments, only the Ophiuchus Cloth has broken the limit so far."

After hearing this, Luo En suddenly understood.

It turns out that the Ophiuchus Cloth did not evolve into the golden level, but became a divine cloth due to the God of Medicine's feats comparable to those of gods.

Similarly, what Athena wanted was not eighty-eight saints who could be ordered around, but eighty-eight star gods who could seize the power of the gods.

"Then why didn't you make it clear at the beginning?"

"There are only twelve Gold Saints who are worth using, and the remaining Silver and Bronze Saints are just mediocre people who make up the numbers. Isn't it just right for outsiders to think so?"

"..."

Lorne was speechless and silently gave Athena a thumbs up.

When it comes to playing tricks and being treacherous, you have to be the best, Sister Ya.

(End of this chapter)