Zeus does not want to be the king of gods in Greece

The longer the delay, the more people will die. Looking forward and backward is just putting more people in danger. Besides, are all the gods on earth dead?

Will the Heroic Spirits remain indifferent?

Although Zeus is not bad, it does not mean that he gives up trusting others, and putting everything on himself is a distrust of the people around him.

Ares is an arrogant god, and no one needs to be reminded of this, but Zeus also understands that his child is a good boy.

Even in a state of confusion, you can definitely protect Greece and Rome.

......

It's broken.

Ares is currently in the midst of a complete breakdown, and on Mount Olympus today, he doesn't care about this once proud god of war.

Drinking heavily every day, not to mention the appearance of the god of war in the past, at this time, I am afraid that if it is not thrown into the worst tavern, it will not be any different.

God of War? Just a drunkard.

"Where's the wine?"

Ares opened his eyes. After experiencing a hangover, his first reaction was to continue drinking, but now there is no one on Olympus to bring him alcohol.

After Illya brought the news of the Great Flood, the entire Mount Olympus began to mobilize.

The Underworld, which was originally used to place the dead, began to settle in a large number of living people, but the entrance to the Underworld is only at Mount Olympus. In order to bring more people to Olympus, the heroes of the whole Greece moved .

Under such circumstances, naturally no one will give Ares wine.

"Where are people? I am Ares, the god of war, why no one brought me wine."

"puff"

Ares just got up and took a few steps, but then he tripped and fell to the ground.

"Why? Why did I lose?"

Ares couldn't think about this problem when he was sober, let alone him who just woke up from a hangover.

"Where's the wine?"

Don't think about things you can't understand. Ares felt that standing up was too troublesome, so he lay down on the ground.

He was going to crawl away from the temple to find wine for himself.

"It's raining?"

Ares pushed the door open with his body, and then felt the rain on the ground, as if it was a humiliation given to him by the heavens, making him crawl slowly in the muddy water.

Forget it, humiliation is humiliation, when he lost to Hercules, he has no dignity at all.

"Lord Mars?"

It was a slightly surprised female voice. Ares felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember who she was, and no one on Mount Olympus would call him Mars.

"Sylvia?"

Ares looked at the girl in front of him, and seemed to remember her identity, she seemed to be his priest in Rome.

Why is she here? However, it doesn't matter.

"Sylvia, go get me a drink, I can still..."

"Master Mars, how long has it been since you replied to the priests' messages?"

Looking at the once proud god of war, but now lying on the ground and begging himself for a drink, such a drunkard-like person, is it really Mars?

"Message? I'm drinking these days..."

"boom"

Before Ares finished speaking, a foot stepped on his head. It was a woman's foot, and that was Sylvia's foot.

"you wanna die."

Ares was puzzled, why did his own priest dare to humiliate him? Could he not beat Hercules, or one of his own priests?

Sylvia gave the answer to how a mortal will have a tragic ending in the face of a furious god.

"Snapped"

The space seemed to be at a standstill, and Ares looked blank as if he had been frozen in place. Only the patter of rain proved that time had not stopped.

"Even Zeus never hit me."

Ares finally understood what happened. Just now...just now...he was beaten up.

"Really? Then our Master Jupiter's education is really a failure."

Sylvia mocked her god, but facing her god's attack, she just dodged slightly, and then greeted Ares with a big fight.

"Weak forehand, weak backhand, loose footsteps, and slow reaction, can you still be considered a warrior with this appearance?"

Sylvia said what Ares used to teach the priests.

Once upon a time, Ares would limit his strength to fight the priests as an occasional "pastime".

The words he used to say about the priests now rest on him.

The collapse of self-confidence, long-term alcoholism, and the disappearance of will, even though Ares is definitely stronger than Sylvia at this time, all he can do at this moment is lie on the ground and curl up, enduring a woman's fist .

After Hercules, can't he beat a woman?

"Do you know what happened in Rome? Do you know that we are praying for your return? Do you know what Queen Dana said?"

Sylvia raised her fist high, and then slapped Ares hard on the face.

"She said you would protect us."

"boom."

A punch landed on Ares' face, and the powerful force even cracked the floor of the temple.

The huge shock shook a ray of sparks into the brazier, and the holy fire that connected gods and people was ignited.

"Lord Mars, I haven't been able to contact you recently. Have you lost again? Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. We will win next time."

"Lord Mars, you seem to have disappeared for a long time this time, but please rest assured that the temple is still operating stably under the care of the priests, and we will not insult the name of the God of War."

"Lord Mars, why are all the gods gone? There was a great flood in Rome, can you hear that?"

"Master Mars..."

......

It was a message, it was a message sent by the priests of Ares, but Ares has been drinking heavily these days, and there is no management at all.

"Flood? Happened... what happened?"

Ares looked at the scene reflected in the holy fire, the bustling city of Rome was flooded, and humans began to flee to higher places to seek refuge, but many people were still flooded.

"I don't know, no one knows where the flood came from. The gods can't be contacted. Queen Dana told us the truth. The Roman gods are the Greek gods. Now you go to the universe to meet the enemy, so You were left to protect us."

"enemy?"

Ares seemed to have a little impression but couldn't remember it. He tried his best to get up, and then finally saw...

Continuous heavy rain, waves as high as city walls, reckless monsters, heroes running everywhere... In this doomsday-like scene, everyone has work to do, and he is just a Only know the waste of drinking.

"Aren't you a god? Feel the prayers of believers and see what they are facing."

"pray......"

Ares felt it, it was fear, confusion, helplessness and... hope, he felt the expectations of the believers, they hoped that Ares would save them.

"I don't know who you lost to this time, but where did the God of War who was never defeated by failure go?"

"I......"

Facing the questioning of his priest, Ares felt ashamed.

"I understand, you are useless now."

Sylvia just said something indifferently, turned around and planned to leave.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Rome, I'm still needed there. Even if Hercules, who was expelled from Rome, has gone back, I must go back."

"Go back? You alone can't do anything about such a natural disaster."

"But so what?"

Sylvia turned around and asked Ares, so what if there is nothing you can do? What if you have to face a losing battle?

"A believer in God of War...not a coward."

Sylvia left, even if a person's power is useless, even if he is facing an invincible natural disaster, the believers of the God of War are not weak.

Ares was left alone.

He stood up with muddy face and looked down the mountain, the struggle of those people, the struggle of those people, the unyielding of those people, the unwillingness of those people...

Fathers are fighting, mothers are fighting, brothers are fighting, sisters are fighting... what about me?

"Have I become a weakling protected by others?"

The God of War has become a weak person protected by others, even his own believers are stronger than himself, Ares looked at the people who never gave up in the end.

They worked so hard just to survive.

"cough cough"

Ares began to breathe quickly, a trace of unprecedented sadness welled up in his heart, and tears of unwillingness overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and with the fiery tears falling to the ground, he roared angrily:

"I can do this kind of thing."

Isn't it just alive?

Isn't it just hard work?

Isn't it just struggle?

Isn't it just a struggle?

Isn't it a challenge?

This kind of thing...I can do it like Ares.

Brilliant light appeared from Ares' body, the majestic mecha spread its wings and swung away the dark clouds directly, and rays of light descended from the sky, giving warmth to human beings.

"I can do it."

As soon as he heard the afterimage whizzing by, he broke the waves and parted the sea, heading towards Rome.

Is the defeated strong not strong?

As long as you win back, it's not a loss.

Chapter 270 When the first light pierces the dark clouds (Part [-])

"The flood is coming, leave here quickly and go to a higher place."

Heracles stood at the city gate and shouted, the torrential flood hit the city gate, the force was so great that even Hercules couldn't help shaking his hands.

Water, is it such a heavy thing?

Hercules felt the power of the sea, felt the waves crashing against the city gate, and for the first time he felt that his strength was insufficient.

That is water that penetrates everywhere, that is to say, Hercules, who supports the city gate, cannot relax at all, and must hold on to the city gate before everyone leaves.

Otherwise, the water would enter the city of Rome and swallow countless lives.

But is it enough to just stand against the city gate?

"boom"

The monsters in the sea broke through the water, and the huge octopus tentacles grabbed the city wall, as if they wanted to destroy the city wall and let the sea water pour into Rome.

They are the aborigines of the ocean, and they are also the first creatures to perceive the strangeness of the ocean. They feel that their deep-sea era seems to be coming.

They became agitated as the waves hit the city of humans, culling those humans who hunted them on weekdays.

If it is in the sea, even the strongest heroes of Greece can challenge them.

"Bastard, you can't... you can't."