Chapter 1486: Dusk of Olympus

Chapter 1486: Dusk of Olympus

The field of Poseidon is already the last barrier of the "God" of Olympus. .

Once high, the powers enveloped the entire Mediterranean region, and the ancient Greek gods who ruled the dynasties of thousands of city-states finally ushered in their doomsday. They were once proud and confident, looking at the weak and short-lived empire of mankind. They rise and fall one by one. They laugh at these indigenous creatures whose life expectancy is only three or forty years old, ridiculing their dying, ridiculing their weakness and suspicion, and convinced that they are born with incomparably powerful creatures With the qualifications of the gods, they firmly believe that their rule will not be shaken or even become eternal. But today, the "gods" finally realize one thing, that is, they are far from eternal, they are only stronger than mortals. So little, and their dynasty is only a few thousand years older than the mortal country.

When you sit in the clouds and accept the mortal worship, the end is just a dream that lasted a few years ago.

The sacred sect of the Demon Hunter completed the assembly around the Temple of Poseidon. The powerful magic of the war level constantly bombarded the energy barrier over the temple. The hot flame also flowed through the rock formation, slow but firm. The speed of the movement melts the alloy protective shell on the base of the temple. The Demon Hunter made an impact about three hours ago, and the impact was still blocked, but both sides knew that the outcome of the war was already doomed.

The great barriers that the gods of Olympus gather to gather the power of the whole family and the rest of the energy of the entire "Shenshan" are indeed quite strong, and can even be said to be the most powerful energy shield ever made since they came to the world. However, this powerful shield is the passive water after all. In the absence of supplements and rest, its destruction is only a matter of time. Looking at the shimmering shield over the temple, and the silver-white spot that fell like a meteor shower on the shield, every Olympus **** is very clear, and the end has come only a little delayed.

The demon hunters are also very aware of this. They know that the victory is in their own hands. The prey that hides in the temple, even if it resists for a long time, will eventually escape. So they have not organized any storms, but they continue to use the war magic to consume the temple. Protection, using this foolproof method to destroy the resistance of the prey one by one, perhaps before the barrier is completely destroyed, the prey in the temple will be unable to withstand the pressure to take the initiative to quit and commit suicide.

Anyway, this kind of thing has not happened.

On the upper level of the Poseidon Temple, a half-moon dome is the final command center of the gods of Olympus. The still-lived gods and the demigod heroes are gathered here to make this decoration gorgeous and used as a ballroom. The lobby is very crowded. However, so many gods and demigods gathered together, but did not engage in any discussion and deliberation. A silent and silent atmosphere enveloped the entire hall. Under this atmosphere, no one would want to speak.

There is a slightly empty place in the center of the half-moon hall. Those who are qualified to sit in this position are pure blood gods with a height of about four meters. Their stalwart figure was once a symbol of the strength of Mount Olympus and can be brought to The endless faith and hope of the people and servants, but now these giants are all head down, and their performance is no different from those of the restless "mortals."

Among them, there was a large pale gold bed, a middle-aged man in a gold robe lying on it, he had white long hair and a beard, and his eyes seemed to be two sets of electro-optic movements, even though they had already been left At that time, the face still carries a three-point majesty.

In his heart, he could see a fist-sized penetrating wound. The light golden thunder and the silver-white flame leaped in the wound until now, still fighting for control of the wound. The giant's heart has been destroyed, but the magic is still maintaining his life. The blood rushes out of his broken blood vessels, and then squirms in the air as if it were life, and is injected into another blood vessel that also breaks: rely on In such an incredible way, Zeus has been forced to survive for several days.

Yes, he is Zeus, the "king of the gods" of ancient Greece.

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

Next to the bed, a giant who had to curl like a wave nodded. He picked up his trident from the side and swayed three times against the top dome, so the rocky dome immediately smashed the water. The sound became an almost transparent sea.

Two-thirds of the people in the hall looked up at the same time and looked at the opposite side of the transparent sea water, but the other third, as if they were dead, still looked down and seemed to no longer care about any outside news.

Through the transparent seawater, you can clearly see the large shield above the Temple of Poseidon. The shield full of magic is still intact, but it is already dim at the moment when it is just opened. Sixty percent. Like a meteor shower, the silver-white light clusters are constantly falling from the sky, inspiring a circle of ripples on the surface of the shield. It is the attack of the demon hunters, endless and endless attacks.

"Do we still have reinforcements?" Zeus looked at his brother and whispered.

"No, my brother," Poseidon had no expression on his face. This ruthless giant like the sea was like this when he faced death. "The death of Hades has been confirmed to be true. The body of Hermes was also dropped from the sea of ​​clouds not long ago, and the holy army sealed all the entrances and exits, and we were alone."

Zeus nodded. He didn't lose his soul because of the news, and he didn't rush to the crown. He seemed to calmly accept all the status quo, then turned his eyes and looked for a figure in the hall.

He saw the person he was looking for.

It was the only figure that was incompatible with everyone. The only thing that seemed to be a dead end was that there was no feeling at all. She wore a plain muslin dress, and she couldn't see any jewelry makeup all over her body. Only this appearance, which is called "poor and sour", is enough for her to be between a group of golden armor and a **** of the gods. Stand out from the crowd."

Between the gods of Olympus who are uneasy because of the disaster, the woman with a clear style is just a man with a low head in his daze, and occasionally whispering to himself. Fan. Her performance is so different, just like an invisible barrier is enveloped around her, allowing her to live in a small world that is isolated from everyone.

Zeus retracted his gaze and looked at Poseidon: "How is her situation..."

“Ms. Ansesta started to get confused again,” Poseidon replied. “She was sometimes confused when she was awake. The situation was even worse after going out to help block a wave of offensive. I am worried that her status is very similar. It is a precursor to losing control. We all know some of her... conditions. Once she is out of control in the temple, I am afraid that the consequences of the sacred army will be more serious."

"She is here to help," Zeus said slowly. "And it has helped us a lot... but even with her strength, it is impossible to save this situation."

“Aremis and Demeter made a deliberation. When Ms. Ansesta regained her waking, she asked her to take some of the descendants of Olympus out. We have found a path that is relatively easy to break through. As long as Ms. Ansesta uses her power to cover those descendants, it is enough to survive the sight of the demon hunter, so that we can keep at least a few fires..."

"Is the list selected?"

“Here,” Poseidon handed over a list. “It’s all... the descendants of genetic deterioration. Their breath is weaker and their appearance is closer to mortals. After the collapse of the theocracy of Olympus, these The descendants can also be found in the kingdom of mortals."

"We have already fallen to this point," Zeus just looked at the list and pushed it back. "You decide. As long as there is a fire, it doesn't matter. The blood of Olympus can't be cut off..." Keke..."

Zeus coughed a few times, and many people in the hall immediately watched nervously, but the king of the gods waved their hands and said that they were free from obstacles. Then they lowered their voices again: "Has Heilis set off?"

This voice can only be heard by him and Poseidon. Obviously, this is an extremely important secret.

"It has already started," Poseidon also lowered his voice, "with treasures."

"That's good..." Zeus sighed and his body seemed to relax. He looked up at the dome of the hall that had re-turned from seawater to rock. The sound was like a nightmare. "Eternal dynasty, eternal dynasty..."

"boom!!!"

"Boom! Boom!!"

Suddenly, a huge explosion came from outside the temple, and it was not one or two times. It was a series of continuous explosions. The sound of the explosion seemed to be detonated in midair, and it sounded like the explosion point was very Wide range. As the explosion came together, there was a violent shaking of the entire hall, and the shock wave seemed to spread to the outer wall of the temple, causing the entire building to tremble.

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

The hall was also flustered after a brief silence: "What happened? Our barrier was broken? Those hunters went in! Finished! The defense was broken! Pick up the weapon! Rush out Fight with them!"

"Du-An-Quie!!" Poseidon mixed with the anger of the spiritual power suddenly burst, let the whole hall follow the creaking, and let the panicked gods and demigods finally calm down, "Maybe we The palace wall is about to collapse, but the people who flow the blood of Olympus will not be scared of you, and you, you two take people out to see what happened outside!"

At this moment, on a platform outside the Temple of Poseidon, the smoke of the sky has not yet dispersed.

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