Chapter 713 Complete the Mission

The Pilgrimage Road is the widest road on the front of Mount Olympus. It is made of extremely solid man-made "rocks" and can allow at least ten cars to drive side by side. This wide road runs along the Olympus. The mountain winds upward, passing through the twelve temples on the mountain - the latter are the energy output points and control points of the Sunburn Obelisk. Of course, they are now occupied by monsters, and some of those monsters are worshiped in the temples in the past. There are professional warriors and servants, and even more are mythical era beasts that guard the peace of the temple.

In the dazzling electric light, two armored scorpions slammed down from a height of tens of meters, completely crushing the last two obsidian sphinxes in front of us, and then the team continued to move forward.

"These are arcane stone demons that originally served as sculptures at the entrance of the temple. It seems that the energy leaked from the sun-burned obelisk activated these solid magical creations, and they were later contaminated by the demonic breath." Ares said When he passed the pile of obsidian fragments on the ground, he couldn't help but mutter. The blood on the giant sword in his hand was still emitting abnormal hot steam. It was the boiling blood left after killing the Minotaur. This power The infinite super soldier is even more powerful than the mass-produced Armored Scorpion in close combat. He has chopped up at least hundreds of monsters with the door panel sword in his hand, and he himself is still out of breath.

"Ahead is the last temple. Further up, the remaining energy of the Sunburn Obelisk is still maintaining the operation of the Zeus Temple. The nether energy barrier protects the mountain peak." Sandora looked up and said, "I haven't seen it for several minutes. Zeus's lightning strikes the enemy, we must hurry."

"I hope your dad just wants to take a breather." I patted Ares on the elbow, but the latter just smiled lightly: "My father has been guarding your property for 760,000 years. He will definitely be able to continue Persist until the very end.”

"Hiss..."

The sound of pythons spitting messages suddenly came from all directions. Hundreds of Medusa basilisks emerged from the ground from the nearest shadow and snaked closer to us. These ugly giant pythons have a body as thick as a bucket and a A human head connected to a dozen laser guns. They are the creation of a mixture of Atlantis warriors and biochemical beasts who died in the battle. They rely on amazing vitality and absolute bravery to fight without fear of death. We have eliminated more than A wave of this stuff, but apparently, this kind of monster is mass-produced in the Atlantis "pantheon."

"To be honest, you are much uglier than Rider. Fortunately, she didn't come over." I looked at the "Medusas" who were converging the laser beams, shook my head with regret, and focused my mental energy on the energy under their heads. Grid, "Blow yourself up, at least you'll die like an Atlantean."

"Boom, boom, boom!" The low-level psionic energy pack worn by Medusa exploded without any accident under the impact of my mental power. Dozens of basilisks wandering in front of me were wiped out in the continuous explosions. , only a few blackened tail tips fell to the ground, still twisting crazily with the support of tenacious vitality, emitting a faint black smoke.

The remaining basilisks seemed frightened and paused their offensive. They raised their heads and hissed at us like real snakes. However, before the demonstration was over, these monsters fell down one after another. , didn’t even howl.

There are no scars on them, but if you look carefully, you will find that the shadows they cast on the ground have become a chilling state: fragmented, twisted and horrifying, as if the flesh and blood have been removed and the spine has been cut into pieces. Scattered on the ground under each Medusa Basilisk, there are even some shadows that are still twitching painfully at the edges, as if they were once alive.

A faint black mist quickly gathered around me, and Monina's figure emerged from it. The dark assassin's face was calm, the tip of the short knife in his left hand was still dripping with suspicious black phantoms, and the spatula in his right hand was on the top of the mountain. Shining in the light of the temple of Zeus.

Ilson: "...Don't use this when cooking at night!"

Monina hit her brother on the head with a shovel: "I took it by mistake just now, but I didn't use it! I can kill these little guys with a knife!"

Yes, those Medusas who died strangely were killed instantly by Monina. In the final battle to welcome victory, this dark goddess girl who introduced herself as a secret executioner when they first met will Her true fighting style is revealed before our eyes, and before that, she was just like an ordinary scorpion soldier, using the short knife in her hand to fight directly (I have to admit, even the most kind of fighting without skill bonus Skills, Monina is also stronger than the Scorpion Soldiers, her hundreds of millions of years of combat experience is too cheating).

Shadow Executioner, this is mentioned in the information shared by Sandora through the spiritual connection. The name of Monina's way of killing enemies just now. Perhaps only the gods can control this power that is beyond the scope of scientific explanation. To To activate this skill, the attacker must first subvert his or her own worldview. Since the consciousness of the gods interferes with the "reality" of the world to a large extent, this subversion of the self's worldview can, to a certain extent, make the world hostile to the caster. Showing the appearance that the latter expected it to show, Monina allowed herself to enter the shadow plane in this state, a world where reality and falsehood are exactly the opposite, where the substantial body becomes an erratic shadow, The shadows on the ground become destructible objects. Monina uses her soul blade to destroy the most undefended side of the enemy. As long as the enemy's soul power is weaker than hers, there will be no resistance under the attack of the Shadow Executioner. room.

So all the Medusas died as their shadows and souls were chopped into pieces by Monina, using the technique of peeling potatoes.

"To be honest, I think if you guys are here, I can go home for dinner now."

Seeing that the Dark Goddess can destroy the enemy so easily, and using skills that are completely incomprehensible, I couldn't help but wait for death, but Shandora rolled her eyes, "Ajun, Be serious!"

I shrugged my shoulders to express my surrender. Sandora didn't say it directly, but I had been connected to her for a long time. Why couldn't I guess what she meant? To personally participate in the battle of Atlantis, to put it bluntly, it was the same for both of us. It's just a symbolic meaning.

Yes, the city of Atlantis is just a city. No matter how large it is and no matter how many abyss monsters it carries, it is just a city. Our battleships and armies can conquer countless such cities, but Only Atlantis, even if it takes more time and consumes more resources, must be conquered by Sandora and I personally leading the Imperial Army. We didn't even let any of our servants participate in this battle.

Because this is the territory that the empire lost hundreds of thousands of years ago, and there are people here who have been waiting for the empire for hundreds of thousands of years. Sandora and I must come here in person, even if it only has symbolic significance. Some things must be done and repaid even if there is no actual benefit.

If it were the era of the old empire, the era of the decisive and decisive Warsong Princess, perhaps Sandora would have dismissed such a thing, because a group of incomplete people like Atlantis no longer meant much to the empire. In terms of utilization value, they are experimental animals that should have been reprocessed in the eyes of the efficiency-oriented Empire. However, after gradually realizing how far this cold behavior of the old empire has led her civilization to go astray, Sandora no longer thinks so. .

"I know, I know, let's keep moving forward. The last Atlantean who fought bravely is waiting for support." I said to Sandora with a smile, happy that my lover has become closer and closer to human nature so far. , although she is still so cold when facing the enemy, but in other situations, Sandora is becoming more and more like a human being, "Oh...it's these troublesome guys again."

Our team has crossed the last temple, leaving the place where the Medusa Basilisk lives far behind. The psionic energy barrier outside the Temple of Zeus has been vaguely visible, but a group of dark cloud-like enemies blocked the team's way.

It's these troublesome guys again - the harpies.

These biochemical monsters with black messy wings and one arm modified into a photon cannon are creatures that are a combination of Atlantean female soldiers who died in the battle and mechanical bodies. They were among the biochemical soldiers originally used to fight against the Chaos Legion. The alternative, the harpies that rely on aerodynamics to fly cannot compete with the Xiling Apostles in air combat. Therefore, the original intention of these creatures was not to fight against the legionnaires of "Vesca", but to be used to supervise the battle: They often hang far behind their own legion, hiding in the folds of space during the fiercest battles. Once an Atlantis soldier is infected by the enemy and goes crazy, or there are deserters, the harpies will rush out, Use the cannon in your hand to destroy the target with focused fire.

These are the "units" that were born out of necessity in the cruel doomsday war. They effectively prevented the "demon infection" from causing greater damage to our own army during the battle, but they were also rejected by ordinary Atlantis because of their cruel mission. Liked by commoners, although the latter also understand the banshees' burden.

Therefore, when there is no battle, the harpies will gather in the dense forests and cave lairs of Mount Olympus. Only here can they live in peace, regardless of worldly fears.

When the fragments of the star ring struck down, only a small number of harpies escaped from the caves where they were hiding. Most of them have been infected by the abyss and turned into monsters. Now they have become the most numerous and the most numerous on Mount Olympus. Although the combat power of these troublesome guys is average, their numbers are really annoying.

Ilson raised the giant shield in his hand and stepped forward. The golden holy light expanded with the giant shield as the center, forming a light barrier connected by countless hexagonal light shields. The harpy's photons The cannon was completely blocked by the holy light barrier due to its "light" nature, and Ilson waved the holy sword in his hand and began to fire the holy light cannon in unlimited quantities. While releasing it, he screamed excitedly: "Go! Starburst! Vow to victory! Pegasus Meteor Fist! Positron city-breaking cannon! Qigong wave! Oh da da - let you see the power of the God of War!"

Everyone later thought that this should be the power of Bubble. Look at how the God of War was fucked.

“Looks like this is the last batch – let me stretch my legs!”

Bingtis stretched out his hand to block Raven 001's spell-casting preparation, and then pulled out a gorgeous long bow shining with golden light from nothingness. I was immediately shocked.

Sister Bingtis, the strongest female gangster in history, your standard equipment is not bricks and steel pipes, but a golden long bow that has such a heroine vibe? Did I see it wrong or did you pick it up wrong? How can this thing be as impressive as your King Ba Fist!

"Don't look at me like that. I am also the goddess of light after all." Bingtis curled his lips at me and took out a quiver that appeared on his back along with the long bow. It was shining with brilliant golden light and runes. , like arrows made of pure gold placed on a long bow, aimed at the group of harpies that were constantly attacking the holy light barrier, "Back then, my archery skills were unrivaled in the junior high school - I'm going to !!”

There was a slight vibration of the bow string, and the golden arrow came out from the string, suddenly splitting into hundreds of rays of light in mid-air. Each ray of light seemed to have a seeker, accurately piercing a harpy, and They are quickly and painlessly purified into pure light elements.

This beautiful multiple arrow rain + tracking shooting + holy light burning made me look at Bingtis with admiration. The latter raised the long bow in his hand to me: "It's awesome, I just started working. But in a certain world, she is also revered as the goddess of hunting and the patron saint of archers!”

"Ignore this for now!" Hakurei Reimu didn't care about the problem that the sequelae of food poisoning had not yet dissipated. He jumped to Bingtis's side and asked, "Can I borrow an arrow?"

Bingtis looked at the human girl inexplicably, but he still generously took an arrow and gave it to her: "Whatever, it's copper-plated iron anyway."

Hakurei Reimu curiously grabbed a holy light arrow that looked particularly exquisite and expensive but was actually extremely deceptive. He suddenly took out a meal card from his pocket and tied it to the arrow shaft, handing it back with hope. In the hands of Bingtis: "You shoot another arrow, shoot another arrow..."

What the hell! Why didn't I expect that multiple arrow rains could be used like this!

As a result, Bingtis shook his head vigorously, with an angry look on his face: "Don't think about it, it's useless! I signed up for the archery class with the same purpose as you. Damn it, extracurricular tutoring classes are all a scam. !”

As soon as I heard this, I led the troops forward without saying a word: Spending too long with these two living treasures will definitely cause mental illness.

"Boom!" A huge bolt of lightning passed over our heads at this moment, drawing a dazzling scar in the dim sky on Mount Olympus. This was the thunder sent by Zeus. Obviously, he was using this way to welcome us.

The ground troops coming up the mountain from various roads have eliminated countless monsters entrenched in the entire holy mountain, resulting in a certain amount of casualties, but with the presence of the leader, the casualties were suppressed to a minimum. With the last claw piercing the floating island of Atlantis cut off in this way, the star ring fragment finally lost the qualification to show off its power. Its abyss response dropped below the safety line and was in a movable state. A barge came from The carrier broke away from below and began to use the traction field to drag the fragments of the star ring. We could hear the thunderous roar and the faint vibration of the earth coming from the foot of the mountain. Considering the line "Theoretically this is the case" in the instruction manual, Vega almost buried half of the mountain with energy coils. The sound was actually the sound of those coils starting up at the same time.

After sweeping away the last batch of harpies, the team led by Sandora and I were the first to attack the mountain. A layer of psionic energy shield that still shone with blue light protected the summit of Mount Olympus. , it was bright inside, completely opposite to the cloudy and foggy situation outside. The Temple of Zeus is built on a very wide alloy platform on the top of the mountain. The ancient and heavy building shines brilliantly under the light of psionic energy.

"I like this feeling of victory, although it is insignificant compared to the war," Sandora walked briskly at the front. "It has been a long time since I personally commanded a team to raid the position. This feeling is really nostalgic."

Listening to Sandora sighing about something that may have happened tens of millions of years ago in a tone that sounded like she was in school, I said that as an Earthling, I feel uncomfortable.

A layer-by-layer report came from the communication link: "This is Barge No. 17. The star ring fragments have physically separated from the floating island. The current condition is stable. We are loading it into the barge space cargo warehouse. The fragments will be processed in fifteen minutes. Complete inerting and transport back to the capital.”

"This is the 133rd Armored Scorpion Detachment. The entire city of Atlantis has been suppressed. We have retaken every street. The Valkyrie Regeneration Factory and the Anubis Regeneration Factory have completed self-purification before. Now Valkyrie Lee and Anubis are back under control."

"This is Hermes. The servants of God are already in place in various temples. Atlantis is ready at any time. We have taken back our homeland."

The reports representing the final completion of the mission came together one after another, making people feel as relaxed as the dark clouds in the sky of Atlantis now suddenly dispersed. Sandora and I looked at each other and smiled, as if a piece of information came from hundreds of thousands of years ago. The heavy stone was finally put down.

"Thank you, soldiers, the battle for Atlantis is over."

The door to the Temple of Zeus also opened slowly and heavily at this time. Zeus himself, who had been controlling the Thunder Tower in the temple before, walked out of the temple. Every step he took made the ground tremble slightly. Then, the lightning and clouds were carved. The door slowly closed behind him.

A glorious giant - like Hades, Zeus is a twelve-meter-tall giant, but unlike Hades, who is covered in a black cloak, this giant wears silver-white armor that seems to be made of light. There is a brilliant silver light flowing slowly on the ancient and gorgeous armor every moment, and even the huge cloak behind him is filled with light, although it cannot hit the whole body like Anweina and Alaya. Every hair can shine, but Zeus's brightness is indeed worthy of his title as the King of Gods.

The giant had a solemn expression on his face, standing at the door of his post like a soldier waiting for review. When we walked in, he hit his left chest hard, and what he did was a standard imperial attack. *present. The loud voice beats on our eardrums like muffled thunder:

"My mission is accomplished."