Chapter 1488 Twilight of Olympus

Poseidon's domain is already the last barrier to the "gods" of Olympus.

The ancient Greek gods, who once stood tall and shrouded the entire Mediterranean region with power and ruled hundreds of city-states for generations and dynasties, finally ushered in their end. They were once proud and confident, looking at the weak and short-lived empires of mankind. They rise and die one after another. They laugh at these indigenous creatures whose average life span is only thirty or forty years, laugh at their daily life and death, laugh at their weakness and perishability, and firmly believe that beings like themselves who are born with extremely powerful abilities have enough power to be defeated. With the qualifications of gods, they firmly believe that their rule will be unshakable and even eternal - but today, the "gods" will finally realize one thing, that is, they are far from eternal, they are just inferior to Mortals were a little stronger, and their dynasty only existed for a few thousand years longer than the short-lived kingdom of mortals.

The days of sitting high in the clouds and accepting worship from mortals were just a fantasy that lasted a few years ago.

The demon hunter's Holy Legion has completed its assembly around the Temple of Poseidon. Powerful war-level magic is constantly bombarding the energy barrier above the temple. The hot holy flames are also flowing in the rock formations, slowly but surely. The speed of movement melts the alloy protective shell at the base of the temple. The demon hunter made an impact about three hours ago, and the impact was still blocked, but both warring parties knew that the outcome of this war was doomed.

The large barrier supported by the Olympus gods gathering the power of their entire clan and all the remaining energy of the entire "Holy Mountain" is indeed quite strong. It can even be said to be the most powerful energy shield they have ever created since they came to this world. However, this powerful shield is ultimately sourceless water. Without replenishment and rest, its destruction will only happen sooner or later. Seeing the shield flashing over the temple and the silvery-white light spots falling on the shield like a meteor shower, every Olympian god knew very well that the end had come - it was just delayed a little. .

The demon hunters also knew this very well. They knew that victory was in their own hands, and the prey hiding in the temple would eventually die no matter how long they resisted. Therefore, they did not organize any more strong attacks, but continued to use war magic to consume the temple's resources. Protection, using this foolproof method to destroy the prey's will to resist bit by bit - maybe before the barrier is completely destroyed, the prey in the temple will take the initiative to run out and commit suicide because it can't bear the pressure.

Anyway, this kind of thing has never happened.

On the upper floor of the Temple of Poseidon, a half-moon-shaped dome hall is the final command center of the Olympian gods. The still living gods and demigod heroes gather here, making this gorgeously decorated hall that once served as a banquet hall The hall seemed extremely crowded. However, so many gods and demigod heroes gathered together without any discussion or deliberation. An atmosphere of deathly silence enveloped the entire hall. Under the suppression of this atmosphere, no one was willing to speak.

There is a slightly empty place in the center of the half-moon-shaped hall. Those who are qualified to sit in this position are pure-blood gods with a height of about four meters. Their tall figures were once a symbol of the power of Mount Olympus, and they can bring The tribesmen and servants had endless confidence and hope, but now these giants all lowered their heads, and their dejected expression made them no different from those anxious "mortals".

Between them, there was a large pale golden bed, with a middle-aged giant in a golden robe lying on it. He had long white hair and a beard, and his eyes were dancing like two balls of lightning, even though he was already dying. Even then, that face still held a certain dignity.

In his heart, a penetrating wound the size of a fist can be clearly seen. The light golden thunder power and the silver-white holy flame are jumping in the wound, and they are still fighting for control of the wound to this day. The giant's heart has been destroyed, but the magic power is still maintaining his life. The blood pours out from his broken blood vessels, then twists in the air as if it is alive, and is injected into another similarly broken blood vessel: just rely on In this incredible way, Zeus has managed to survive for several days.

Yes, he is Zeus, the "King of the Gods" in ancient Greece.

"Let me... take a look at the situation outside." He said in a low voice.

Beside the bed, a giant with beard and hair as curly as ocean waves nodded. He picked up his trident from the side and shook it three times against the dome above. Then the dome made of rocks immediately made a splash of water. The sound turned into an almost transparent sea water.

Two-thirds of the people in the hall raised their heads at the same time, looking at the situation across the transparent sea water, but the other third still lowered their heads as if they were dead, as if they no longer cared about any news from the outside world.

Through the transparent sea water, you can clearly see the large shield above the Temple of Poseidon. The shield full of magic is still intact at this moment, but it is almost dimmer than when it was just opened. Sixty percent. Silver-white light clusters like meteor showers continued to fall from the sky, stimulating circles of ripples on the surface of the shield. They were the attacks of the demon hunters, endless and endless attacks.

"Do we have any reinforcements?" Zeus looked at his brother and asked in a low voice.

"No more, my brother," Poseidon's face was expressionless. This giant, as ruthless as the sea, looked like this even when facing death. "The death of Hades has been confirmed. It’s true that the body of Hermes also fell from the sky above the sea of ​​clouds not long ago, and the Crusaders have blocked all entrances and exits, leaving us alone and helpless.”

Zeus nodded, neither devastated nor angry by the news. He seemed to calmly accept the current situation, then rolled his eyes and looked for a certain figure in the hall.

He saw the person he was looking for.

That was the only figure who was incompatible with everyone, the only figure who seemed completely indifferent to the desperate situation before him. She wore a simple coarse cloth dress, with almost no jewelry on her body. This "poor" appearance alone was enough to make her stand out among a group of gods and demigod heroes wearing gold armor and silver armor. Stand out from the crowd."

Among a group of Olympus gods who were anxious about facing annihilation, this woman with a unique painting style was just sitting there with her head down in a daze, and occasionally muttered to herself. Fan. Her behavior was so different, it was as if an invisible barrier was surrounding her, allowing her to live in a small world isolated from everyone else.

Zeus withdrew his gaze and looked at Poseidon: "How is she doing..."

"Ms. Ancesta is confused again," Poseidon replied. "She is sometimes conscious and sometimes confused. The situation became more serious after she went out to help block an attack. I am very worried. She is in a very similar state now. It's a sign of losing control. We all know some of her... conditions. Once she loses control in the temple, the consequences will be more serious than if the Crusaders rush in. "

"She is here to help," Zeus said slowly, "and has already helped us a lot... Unfortunately, even with her power, it is impossible to save this situation."

"Artemis and Demeter discussed it, and when Ms. Ancesta regained consciousness again, she asked her to break out with some of the descendants of Olympus. We have found a relatively easy way to break through. As long as Ms. Ancesta uses her power to cover those descendants, it will be enough to hide it from the sight of the demon hunters, so that we can at least keep a few fire seeds..."

"Has the list been selected?"

"Here," Poseidon handed over a list, "they are all...the descendants of genetic degradation. Their auras are weaker and their appearance is closer to mortals. After the collapse of the divine power of Olympus, these Descendants can still mingle in the mortal realm.”

"We have fallen to this," Zeus just glanced at the list and pushed it back, "It's up to you to decide. As long as there is fire left, it doesn't matter who it is, the bloodline of Olympus cannot be cut off... Ahem..."

Zeus coughed violently several times, and many people in the hall immediately looked over nervously, but the King of the Gods waved his hand to show that he was fine, and then lowered his voice again: "Has Hercules set off?"

Only he and Poseidon could hear this sound. Obviously, this was an extremely important secret.

"Already set off," Poseidon also lowered his voice, "taking the treasure with him."

"That's good..." Zeus breathed a sigh of relief, and his body seemed to relax. He looked up at the dome of the hall that had changed from sea water to rock again, and his voice sounded like he was dreaming, "Eternal dynasty, eternal dynasty..."

"boom!!!"

"Boom! Boom!!"

Suddenly, a huge explosion came from outside the temple, and it was not just one or two, but several continuous explosions. The explosions seemed to be detonated in mid-air, and it sounded like the explosion points were distributed over many places. within a wide range. Along with the explosion, the entire hall shook violently, and the shock wave seemed to have spread to the outer walls of the temple, causing the entire building to tremble.

Poseidon stood up instantly and shouted loudly: "What happened?!"

And the hall also became panicked after a short period of silence: "What's going on? Is our barrier broken?" "Those demon hunters are coming in!" "It's over! The defense is broken!" Pick up your weapons! Rush out and fight them!"

"Everyone is quiet!!" Poseidon's roar mixed with spiritual power suddenly exploded, causing the entire hall to buzz, and allowing the panicked gods and demigod heroes to finally calm down, "Maybe we The palace wall is about to collapse, but people with the blood of Olympus will not be scared out of their wits like this - you, and you, you two take people out to see what is going on outside!"

At this moment, on a platform outside the Temple of Poseidon, the smoke and dust in the sky have not dispersed.

There is no longer a living carbon-based creature in the area shrouded in smoke.