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Chapter 326 Hera asked me to be a father? (3.5k, 8k per day, please vote)
Just as the two were chatting, a breeze blew through the courtyard. Loen seemed to sense something and turned his head to look outside the door, smiling playfully.

"It seems like there are guests coming?"

"Then you can play slowly. I'm going to sleep first."

Athena at the other end of the magic circle nodded in understanding and raised her hand to terminate the connection.

"Chi chi chi!"

At the same time, dozens of light arrows shot out from outside the wall and flew straight towards the stone table in the courtyard.

Without even raising his head, Loen casually spilled half of the remaining wine in the cup. Under the urging of divine will, the condensed wine automatically outlined into Hermetic lines, accurately annihilating the flying light arrows.

Seeing that the attack failed, groups of mercury-like liquid passed through the cracks in the door and the ground, gathering into a human-shaped outline in the shadow of the courtyard.

Lorne put down his glass, looked around and counted.

There are probably more than twenty of them.

Their bodies were covered in bronze armor, their joints had a distinct metallic luster, they held swords, shields, bows, guns and other weapons in their hands, and they were divided into four groups and stood at the four corners of the courtyard, faintly emitting surging ether fluctuations.

In front of each team stood a heavy warrior wearing gold, white and red armor, holding a metal sword and shield, who seemed to be in charge of command and dispatch.

“There are quite a few coming.”

Lorne shook his head and sneered, then lazily stood up from the stone table, took a step forward, and his radiating divine power automatically transformed the entire courtyard into a closed [maze] to prevent the aftermath of the upcoming battle from blowing Katniss's house away.

At the same time, more than 20 uninvited guests on the field launched an attack, chanting in unison with stiff syllables and intonations.
"In the name of my God, I give life and death, and I give punishment for sins - the sword of divine punishment!"

As the magic factors gathered, the four leading heavy-armored warriors smashed forward the metal swords that were burning with scarlet flames. The surging magic flow was like a surging red thunder, heading straight for the target in the center.

Loen did not dodge and took a second step forward.

Boom boom boom!

The surging divine power rushed in all directions, explosions sounded one after another, and in the violently shaking smoke and dust, more than 20 visitors flew backwards, crashing into the walls and flower beds, leaving clear dents.

This is the Atlantis mecha? Not so good...

Lorne stroked his chin with his right hand and shook his head in a somewhat meaningless manner.

"Buzz!"

However, as the strange trembling rhythm echoed, those strange soldiers who crashed into the flower bed slowly stood up under the dull mechanical friction sound, and the scarlet light reappeared in their eyes. The torn gaps in the armor were healed in the blink of an eye as the mercury liquid flowed.

After taking such a heavy blow, he can still move normally?

Can it repair itself? Is it because the shell is mixed with mithril that has been implanted with mnemonics?
Well, this is starting to get interesting.

Loen raised his hand and drew in the air. Hermetic lines took shape one after another and shot forward like a meteor shower, specifically targeting the weak points in the armor defenses of those strange soldiers.

All of a sudden, more than 20 strange soldiers who had just stood up were pierced through the brain and joints, and fell on their backs with blue liquid spurting out of the wounds. After a ball of sparks burst out of their bodies, they twitched a few times and became completely paralyzed.

Just as Loen was about to go forward to check, the twenty or so strange soldiers on the ground automatically decomposed and regrouped into a large droplet-shaped mass of mercury-colored liquid, flying toward the door, trying to escape.

Want to run?

With a sneer in his eyes, Luo En stretched out his hand and grasped the air, instantly squeezing out a silver water droplet with a diameter of several meters in the air.

Silver raindrops fell one by one. Loen reached out to take one of them and penetrated his divine sense into it. He could not help but see the metal particles that were as tiny as light dust but had an orderly structure, as well as the microscopic spells engraved in them.

Be good, let me see who's hiding behind you.

Loen smiled playfully and resonated with the divine will, using the silver raindrops in his hand as a medium to search for individuals nearby who were in the same frequency as this thing.

At the same time, in a dense forest somewhere in the north of the city, a red-haired girl who was standing on a high place looking out seemed to have sensed something and her face changed drastically.

Damn!

Along with a curse, several rays of light burst out from the girl's golden pupils, and a pair of scarlet metal wings opened behind her. With their rapid flapping, her figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Lorne in the courtyard opened his eyes, glanced at the dull silver liquid in his hands, and shook his head regretfully.

Running so fast.

However, even if they are not caught in the act, the answer behind it is not difficult to guess.

Loen shook off the drop of inactive metal liquid in his hand, sneered and shook his head.

Those people from the Temple of Poseidon were still young and could not hold out for the whole night, so they secretly came to test the situation.

Obviously the other side was anxious, and they probably couldn't make any progress against the King of Thessaly.

After a little thought, Loen guessed the other party's situation and purpose, and also basically confirmed the identities of the three people from the Temple of Poseidon.

The strange man and woman who used the names of gods should be the gods Aphrodite and Ares, and the last one in the team called Queen Alcestis "niece".

In other words, he, like King Pelias of Iolcus, was a son of Poseidon.

And in the entire Poseidon Temple, there is probably only one son of Poseidon who can have two Mechas as followers and has control over the Mechas.

——Prince Triton, we meet again?
Loen revealed the identity of the mermaid prince with a smile, his sparkling eyes filled with amusement.

You couldn't beat Athena in Trozen, do you think you can beat me here?
Okay, I'll try my best to show some courage in this round.

Lorne smiled jokingly and sat back down at the stone table, continuing to drink by himself while thinking about the current situation in Sesali.

The giants were born from the blood of Uranus and belong to the old Titan gods. They showed up to cause trouble at this time and changed their style of action. Most likely, there is someone behind the scenes directing them.

According to the experience of dealing with the beast disaster in Arcadia, the boss hidden behind the scenes is probably related to several Titan gods in Tartarus, and there is an 80% to 90% chance that it is Kronos, the previous god king.

Tsk tsk, another creditor comes to visit.

Luo En teased, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became more serious.

The revival of the demon ancestor Typhon has caused quite a bit of trouble. Even though his incarnation has been killed, the beast disasters it created have wreaked havoc everywhere, causing endless harm.

Kronos, who represented the old gods, was probably not a pushover. Although he didn't know what the other party was doing behind the scenes with the giants, he knew that the third war of the gods in the Greek Age of Gods was instigated by the giants. At that time, not only did all the twelve gods of Olympus participate in the war against the giants, but even the descendants of gods like Hercules were recruited to Olympus to help.

Now, under his own planning, the Olympus system has fallen apart. If the War of the Giants were to take place as scheduled, it would definitely be a very tricky problem.

Therefore, it is best to deal with this Thessaly crisis with caution.

Loen pondered secretly, then thought of a certain man of destiny who would decide this war of gods, and shook his head and muttered.

The giants have already appeared, but there is no sign of that kid, and no one knows what's happening to him now.

Come to think of it, I was the one who gave him his name...

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On the border of Thessaly, an old woman in a veil moves backwards with her back to a rushing river.

In front of her, several demon wolves walked out of the dense forest, grinding their sharp white fangs and approaching with low growls.

Just as a few vicious beasts could no longer hold back and leaped up, a thunderous roar came from the other side of the river.

"Puff puff!"

A giant stone weapon that looked like a sword or an axe came flying over, bringing with it sharp wind pressure, and cut all the demon wolves in the air into two pieces.

Scarlet blood rain mixed with the unrecognizable wolf corpses fell to the ground, resolving the crisis but leaving a bloody graffiti at the scene.

Then, a sturdy man over 2.5 meters tall with bulging muscles easily crossed the river that was dozens of meters wide, casually pulled out the nameless axe sword stuck in the tree trunk, and turned back to look at the frightened old woman with concern.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Under the bright moonlight, the visitor's body was larger than a human's, and looked like a statue made by God. His muscles and blood were overflowing with pure magic power that should be called divine aura. He could dominate the scene with just the aura he released unintentionally, and his movements in just a few seconds could make those who saw him feel solemn.

"fine……"

The old woman replied indifferently. Although she was rescued from danger by this strong man, her attitude was inexplicably cold.

The sturdy man didn't care. He wiped the blood off the nameless axe and sword and laughed heartily.

"Old man, the monsters have been making a lot of noise lately. It's best not to go to the woods this late. Where do you live? I'll take you back."

"Need not."

The old woman shook her head, looked at the burly man in front of her, and asked leisurely.

"What's your name?"

"Hercules."

The sturdy man answered frankly, carrying the nameless axe and sword behind his back.

The old woman was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Hercules? The one Hera gave glory to? Why that name?"

"It was my mother's idea. She said that my life was saved by the mercy of Hera, the Queen of Heaven. It was the Queen of Heaven who picked me up from the wilderness and saved me from death. So she wanted me to use this as my name to remember this kindness forever."

The sturdy man explained with a smile, then took out a bronze badge from his arms, pointed to the string of characters engraved on the back, and continued.

"You see, in order for me to remember this, my mother made me wear this badge with my name on it."

The old woman glanced at the relief of the Gorgon on the badge and her face inexplicably darkened.

What mother's teachings? It's obviously the idea of ​​some little bastard.

Hera gives glory to the one who is blessed? Hum, am I so stingy?

The old woman snorted lightly, looked at the burly man in front of her again, a hint of gentleness unconsciously revealed in her eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"Boy, what do you want? Considering what happened just now, I can satisfy you."

"I saved you because you needed help, not for anything in return."

Hercules smiled and shook his head, then patted the dirt off his body and prepared to get up and leave.

This old woman might not be a simple character as she dared to come into this dense forest alone and remained calm despite the blood all over the ground.

I am the one who is meddling too much.

"Since you don't choose, I'll give you a piece of advice: the gift of fate always comes with a high price. Only by going through the twelve trials leading to glory can you achieve immortality..."

The old woman paused, looked up at the woods on the other side of the river where rustling sounds were coming from, narrowed her eyes, and added in a deep voice.

"Also, don't trust the people around you easily. If you encounter troubles that you can't solve, you can take this elephant emblem to the War God Mountain to find a god named Luo En."

Hearing this, Hercules was slightly stunned.
"The legendary earthly shepherd?"

"Um……"

The old woman nodded, a hint of amusement on her face, and spoke leisurely.

"In a sense, he may be a father on another level."

"?"

This sudden father-son relationship made Hercules stunned. Just when he was about to ask, he found that the old woman had disappeared without a trace.

"What happened?"

At this time, a handsome young man with long purple hair walked out of the dense forest, looked at the wolf corpses all over the ground, frowned and asked.

"Nothing, just some monsters blocking the road." Herachelus shook his head, then looked at the cities of Thessaly ahead and said in a deep voice, "Teacher, let's hurry up and don't let my two old friends wait anxiously."

The purple-haired young man nodded slightly, then quickened his pace and followed his disciple towards the distant city.

(End of this chapter)