The Greece Antagonist

Monsters! Monsters!

At this moment, the three Siren sisters, who had narrowly escaped a disaster thanks to their vigilance, cast their gaze across the sea littered with chunks of flesh and blood turned into a crimson tide, looking towards the bronze giant Talos standing beyond the defensive line of Crete Island's coastline, speaking in fear and awe.
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"Aaaaaa!!!"

Soon, their fear turned to anger, and the three Siren sisters, enraged and ferocious from the bloody scene, sang out in unison.

The previously disorganized swarm of Sea Beasts, as if injected with a dose of madness, surged towards Crete Island in a frenzied state, attempting to close the distance and destroy the terrifying war machine.

At the same time, the swirling tides became a massive vortex, swallowing countless floating pieces of flesh and blood.

"Whoosh!"

The [Great Vortex] Charybdis, after finishing its feast, used the devoured flesh and Divine Power to reconstruct a massive phantom of water.

The seawater, mixed with organs and shredded flesh, draped over her, exuding a sense of bloody madness.

"Die!"

With those garbled words, the [Great Vortex] Charybdis raised its right hand, gathering the foul crimson tide and forming a blood-red Trident in its grasp, hurling it with all its might towards the coastal fortress on Crete Island that had resisted attack for so long.

As the ferocious attack approached, a flash of red light appeared in Talos's eyes, and he quickly stepped over the coastal fortress, his two crossed bronze arms positioned protectively in front.

"Clang!"

With a sharp sound of metal clashing against metal, the Trident forged from seawater was steadily blocked by the bronze giant.

Although Talos was a mix of bronze and stone and of immense size, due to the exceptional craftsmanship of the Craftsman God Hephaestus and the bloodline of the Melia Fairies, his movement speed was incredibly fast.

In theory, he could easily patrol around Crete Island three times in a day, with the island's coastline stretching over 1000 kilometers.

"Roar!"

Charybdis, unsuccessful in its first strike and accompanied by a surge of waves advancing towards the coast, let out an angry roar, its numerous combined limbs and faces looking even uglier and more terrifying.

"Boom!"

Facing the hideous sea monster, the emotionless bronze giant unceremoniously raised its fist and smashed it into the monstrous face floating amidst the carcasses of countless Sea Beasts.

"Whoosh!"

As the [Great Vortex] Charybdis staggered backward, a new wave of ferocious tides crumbled away, no longer able to exert any effective impact on the coastal line.

The remnants of night faded, and dawn broke.

After a night of intense battle, the Minosians had finally reached the dawn.

Looking at the bronze giant on the shore that had repelled the [Great Vortex] Charybdis with a punch, and King Minos, who stood majestically in front of the fortress, the soldiers who survived the ordeal grabbed their weapons and feverishly banged their shields, emitting thunderous cheers.

"Minos!"

"Minos!"

"Minos!"

Listening to the wave-like enthusiastic shouts from behind, the old man felt as if he was back in his youth, when he had rushed to the battlefield with sword and shield to fight with foreigners.

With the blood surging in his chest awakening the war spirit in his aged body, King Minos decisively threw his golden scepter to his daughter and snatched the bronze spear from his elder son's hand, pointing towards the battlefield and bellowing out loud.

"The beast tide has collapsed, set sail! To war!"

"Whoosh——!"

Meanwhile, at the wind-sheltered harbor behind Crete Island.

Sail after sail rose, billowing and fluttering in the brisk sea breeze.

Then, dozens of huge oared warships emerged from both sides of Crete Island, like dragons plunging into the sea, stirring up surging waves as they pounced towards the battlefront teeming with Sea Beasts.

As the soldiers standing on the nearby fortress looked on, they saw hefty figures clad in bronze armor, wielding swords and shields, carrying spears on their backs, and longbows at their hips, lined up neatly on the deck, exuding an icy aura of stern slaughter.

When the crowd made out the double-sided axe and bull emblem on the flags, their excited cheers grew louder.

"The Divine Blood Guard! It's the Divine Blood Guard!"

The bloodline of the gods flowed in the mortal world, and the purer it was, the more likely it would give birth to outstanding warriors.

Therefore, the most elite troops of each city-state were often made up of warriors infused with divine blood, known as the Imperial Guard.

Even if they were merely many generations removed hybrids, almost every one of them held the ability to fight ten regular soldiers.

Whenever they appeared on the battlefield, it often signified a shift in the war's dynamics.

Now, with the collapse of the beast tide and the arrival of dawn.

This Divine Blood Guard, having conserved their energy throughout the night, burst forth, undoubtedly driving two sharp daggers into the heart of the enemy.

At this moment, watching the invincible fleet he himself had built baring its fangs, dividing and encircling the increasingly chaotic beast tide, and carrying out orderly slaughter, King Minos's heart surged with emotion.

"Good! Let these beasts see who truly reigns over the nearby seas!"

And watching those large twin-masted warships navigating the sea like dragons, swiftly dividing the battlefield, and the hundreds of Divine Blood Guards on deck, who pierced through the beast tide with ease like rows of sharp spears, Luo En felt a silent awe.

Although all the plans had been discussed and formulated with King Minos, he had also learned about the crucial elements such as the Bronze Giant Talos and the late appearance of the Divine Blood Guard from King Minos himself.

But seeing was believing.

Not only was the combat prowess of the Bronze Giant Talos astonishing, but the performance of King Minos's Divine Blood Guard also far exceeded his expectations.

Their ability to fight at sea and repeatedly puncture the formations of these native sea creatures with excellent cooperation did not pale in comparison to the Atlantean Guard he had encountered before, which was simply unbelievable.

However, after giving it some thought, Luo En also found some relief.

In actual history, the Minos Dynasty took full advantage of Crete Island's superior geographical location to develop its shipbuilding industry and built a formidable fleet, one of the earliest navies in the world.

With this unbeatable fleet, the Minosians dominated the Aegean Sea, intimidated Athens, and made Crete Island the hub connecting the advanced nations of Europe, Asia, and Africa, eventually allowing the Minos Dynasty to maintain trade with regions such as Egypt, Syria, Babylon, and Asia Minor, thus becoming a maritime hegemony.

And during the Minosians' most prosperous period, under the rule of King Minos, island nations across the Aegean Sea paid homage to Minos, and Athens was compelled to offer tribute.

Perhaps having been thoroughly defeated, the city-states of the Mediterranean often concocted dark histories about the Minosians behind their backs.

The legend of the Minotaur probably emerged during this period.

"Want to rebel?! This is not Atlantis!"

The old man sneered as he grabbed the bronze long spear, slung a war bow and the pouch of gold arrows he had received from his mother Europa over his shoulder, and leaped out of the fortress, heading straight for the Siren Sisters who were trying to regain control of the beast tide for a counterattack.

Finally, he had smoothly reached the final move in the game.

So, General!

Meanwhile, Luo En, who had been holding his breath on the city wall, relievedly drew his bronze long sword when he saw the situation unfold as expected, stirred the divine power within him, and followed King Minos, charging toward the Siren Sisters at the command center of the beast tide.

For some reason, though, the closer he got to that part of the battlefield, the more fiercely his heart pounded.

As if some unsettling factor still remained...

Luo En's heart skipped a beat, and raising his hand, he began to whisper to King Minos ahead of him.

"May I borrow it!"

"Borrow?"

King Minos's figure paused slightly, then following the direction of Luo En's finger, he glanced at the longbow and gold arrows at his side, laughed heartily, and without a second thought, tossed them behind him.

"Haha, borrow what, borrow! I give it to you!"

Luo En caught the longbow and the quiver of gold arrows, and as he watched King Minos, who couldn't wait to rush towards the battlefield, he wanted to say something but eventually closed his mouth.

On the sea, the figure trailing behind quietly slowed down, gradually opening a distance from the one ahead.