Chapter 1486 Unexpected "Help"

There is no longer a living Greek "god" in the temple of Hades on Mount Olympus.

According to the distribution map of the demon hunters' remaining troops in Hasselblad's memory, everyone escaped from the few enemies in the Temple of Hades and walked quickly through the palace, which had become completely silent. At this moment, all that can be seen in this tall and gorgeous palace is devastation. The glorious murals in the past are soaked in blood, the majestic stone statues are covered with scars from knife and axe, the tall ancient Greek columns have collapsed, and the marble sections have It produced a glass-like texture that was melted and then cooled and solidified, and the dead Olympian gods and their servants were randomly discarded on this battlefield like slaughtered livestock.

The tall "gods" are the most eye-catching on the battlefield, but their dead bodies are rare. In the palace, there are more transformed mortal servants, genetically degraded descendants of gods, and demigod heroes who are hybrids of humans and gods. Gorgeous armors cannot prevent them from dying in this apocalyptic catastrophe. Compared with the unreasonable destructive power of the demon hunters, the armors and protective spells created by the "gods" of Olympus are as weak as babies. . The blood of "gods" and people filled the temple. On some of the steps where the resistance was fiercest, the coagulated blood even flowed along the steps into a "red carpet" that was hundreds of meters long.

It is perfectly conceivable to imagine the horrific scene of blood flowing all the way down these long steps before the battle was over.

Lily cautiously raised her steps and walked past a corpse that had been killed by a demon-breaking crossbow arrow. The strong smell of blood made her feel particularly uncomfortable, but Hesiana and little Hessiana, who were vampires themselves, were not interested in this. This environment was quite pleasant, and Hesiana even sighed with some regret: "Alas...it's almost enough for a three-day banquet."

"Don't say whether this is okay or not, I'm about to vomit," Lily said with a look of confusion on her face, "You might as well have another time to joke..."

"Hey," Hesiana squeezed out a sound of disdain. As she passed another corpse, she casually kicked the corpse over with her feet, bent down to inspect it, and shook her head slightly, "This one is also a human being... …But it looks like it has been transformed.”

It was a corpse wearing relatively thin armor. Compared with the tall Olympus "god" (whether a large species or a small species), he was only a little over 1.7 meters tall, from body shape to appearance. He was a standard human, but his eye sockets were inlaid with sparkling red gems, and his limbs also showed obvious signs of transformation. Hesiana turned the human's upper body over again, revealing several strips connecting the back of his head to his spine. hose.

"It is very common for those who are 'fortunate' to be selected to enter Mount Olympus to serve the 'gods' as slaves," Hasselblad said casually. "After all, there are only a few pure-blooded Olympians, even with those genes. Deteriorated descendants are not enough to rule this land, and considering themselves to be of noble blood, even a half-blooded demigod cannot personally serve tea and water, so there are always a large number of human servants on Mount Olympus to provide these. Sent by 'the gods'. Give them some strength, a few more years of life, and a little neural control technology, and these servants will be extremely loyal."

"How many true pure-blooded Olympus gods are there?" Hao Ren asked curiously.

"You mean those who are three or four meters tall? Not counting those who mutated like Cronus and were expelled from the tribe, there are probably dozens of people," Hasselblad said. "Most of the rest are in The genetically degraded descendants bred on the earth and the so-called 'demigod heroes' born after their union with humans have similar statuses. They are both the most basic rulers in the theocratic society in the Mediterranean region. However, among the genetically degraded descendants, Occasionally, quite outstanding individuals will appear. Although they are inferior to their parents or ancestors, they still inherit the ability to use their talents and can skillfully use the supernatural power of the Thunder Giant. These genetically degraded offspring will be promoted and allowed to Entering a higher class, and even possessing 'priesthood'. You know, Hesperus is one of them."

"I see..." Hao Ren nodded and silently wrote down these things. Although it sounds like trivial matters, the information he collected here can still be used to judge the intensity of the impact that various races in the dream plane suffered when they passed through the wall of reality. If there is enough data, maybe The data terminal can even calculate the total decline of the wall of reality over the past 10,000 years and its state when the initial damage occurred.

Leaving these cold corpses behind, Hao Ren and his party turned into a small road. They walked through the cracks of the rugged palace. They did not encounter any wandering demon hunters along the way: the battle here was over. They relied on their hunting instincts. The advancing Holy Legion will not devote too much energy to this place where they have lost interest in killing. Except for a few sentries who have to stay, the large forces of demon hunters have all rushed to the Temple of Poseidon.

But Hao Ren knew very well that they would have an encounter if they went forward.

The front suddenly opened up. After emerging from the path, everyone came to the side entrance of an open square.

Hesiana looked up and looked forward. She saw a broad metal platform extending out from the end of the square and extending beyond the cliffs of Hades Peak. At the end of the platform, there was a bright beam of light that was constantly rotating. The beam of light came from It shot out from the platform and penetrated into the clouds. It outlined a vague bright line in the pale golden clouds filled with high-energy radiation, and the other end of the line fell into another mountain peak opposite the sea of ​​clouds.

The scenery on the mountain peak was blurry, and a towering palace group was vaguely visible on the top of the mountain. There was a blue light surrounding the palace group, and it looked like a piece of sea water floating among the clouds and mist.

That is the realm of Poseidon, and the lines of light in the sky are obviously the light paths mentioned by Hasselblad.

This is a traffic artery, and it is obviously impossible to be unguarded - even if the demon hunters cannot destroy the light path itself, which is the main building in the radiation energy field, this does not prevent them from setting up guards at the entrance and exit of each light path to prevent enemies. Escape. In fact, every time they capture a temple, they will first block the light path platform, and the Pluto Temple, which has been completely occupied, is no exception.

Hundreds of demon hunters were guarding the platform with high vigilance. Half of them were paying attention to the movement in the light path, and the rest were constantly scanning other directions. Their surveillance had no blind spots.

This amount was slightly beyond Hao Ren's expectation.

"There are three master-level commanders, and the rest are all seniors," Hasselblad glanced at and made a judgment. "The ones who are qualified to guard here cannot be ordinary soldiers. We have to plan carefully... It is not possible to deal with them. The problem, the problem is not giving them time to send the warning signal."

Hesiana glanced at Hasselblad with a strange expression: "You are less and less psychologically pressured to attack your own people now. I remember that when you were in the Amazon jungle, you were still struggling for a long time to deal with the demon hunters."

Hasselblad was expressionless: "I only struggled for a few seconds at that time, not as long as half a day. And I have long been accustomed to it. This place is just a phantom of history - don't you have no hesitation in attacking vampires now?"

"Nonsense, when did I hesitate to beat them up?" Hesiana waved her hand. "You don't know what happened to the vampire families in the Athens Sanctuary back then..."

Hasselblad: "..."

Is this something to be proud of?

Hao Ren observed the movements of the more than a hundred demon hunters on the platform. While writing down their movement patterns, he thought about how to eliminate these powerful sentinels as quickly as possible. He allocated part of his mental energy to check his personal belongings. The remaining munitions in space ended up hesitating between small tactical nuclear weapons and graviton bombs.

But at the moment when the portable space was about to open, he stopped his impulse abruptly.

Lily was the first to notice, turned around and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

"Perhaps we don't need to take action yet," Hao Ren said mysteriously, "there are 'reinforcements' that will help us attract the attention of those demon hunters."

Lily didn't react for a moment: "Reinforcements? Where did the reinforcements come from?"

Just when the Husky girl finished speaking, the ground beneath everyone's feet suddenly shook.

Accompanying this shaking was an angry roar from afar.

I saw a soaring red lightning suddenly piercing the sky, leaving a dazzling bright mark in the background of Pluto's palace. Then the sky in that direction suddenly distorted as if it collapsed. The radioactive energy originally located hundreds of meters high The clouds were pulled by a powerful force and began to spin into a vortex while moving closer to the earth. In just a few breaths, a huge storm funnel was formed. As these radioactive energy clouds descended, the sudden appearance of The powerful power has been strengthened again!

Cronus had climbed Mount Olympus.

Lily knew what Hao Ren meant by "reinforcements".

"Fighting the sky and the earth, fighting the air, fighting his descendants and the mountains, Mr. Cronus's life is a life of fighting, a life of uncompromising, and a life of not doing any good things." Hao Ren chuckled, "Now Let him lead those Titans to fight against the demon hunters..."

Just as Hao Ren expected, all the demon hunters who stayed in Hades' Palace were alarmed by the sudden movement. After seeing the power of the storm in the distance, no demon hunter could remain indifferent.

Following the most obvious logical reasoning, the commander of the demon hunter immediately identified this as the last counterattack of the surviving Olympus "gods".

Teams of demon hunters from all over the palace quickly gathered and ran towards the place where Kronos and other Titans landed. After a while, the first batch of warriors fought against those terrifying ancient giants. However, facing An opponent of Kronos's level, even a perfect race like the Demon Hunter, could not easily win. Soon, news of the emergency on the front line reached the ears of the commander on the light path platform.

The three master-level demon hunters quickly discussed and decided to divide half of their manpower to intercept Kronos.

Seeing half of the demon hunters leaving the platform under the leadership of a master commander, Hao Ren breathed a sigh of relief: it would be much easier this way.

(The writer's backstage collapsed at noon, and he just recovered...)