The Greece Antagonist

"Boom!"

The colossal headless dragon body crashed down from the sky, landing heavily on the peak of War God Mountain.

But the Divine Blood gushing from Typhon's neck turned into balls of sticky, crimson fog, filling the entire City of Athens.

Below the mountain, the horde of beasts greedily inhaled, taking the precious Beast Power into their bodies, swelling in size and consequently plunging into complete madness.

Bite through tracheas, tear apart prey!

Kill them! Eat them!

Magical Pigs, Demon Wolves, Lamias, Sirens, and various sizes of Magic Beasts along with Chimeras, Hydras, Sphinxes, two-headed dogs, three-headed dogs, and other subspecies of Typhon's Offspring, all roared and charged towards the women and children arrayed at the foot of the mountain, intending to fill the intense hunger and lust for slaughter with their flesh and blood.

Faced with the Beast Tide that had absorbed Typhon's Divinity, even the most elite warriors from the city-states struggled to respond, let alone a group of women and children.

But not a single one showed fear, and not a single one stepped back,

For the measure of life's strength isn't solely determined by the level of one's Divinity.

Humanity's hymn is a hymn of courage, humanity's greatness is the greatness of courage!

At this moment, they were no longer the weaklings who only knew how to sob in ruins, but heroes who dared to pick up their swords and shields to resist!

"Kill!"

Voices, old and young alike, burst forth with a high-pitched battle cry, as they raised their shields and brandished their spears.

"Roar!"

The gathering of Magic Beasts growled as they surged forward, ready to tear apart this feeble resistance with teeth and claws.

However, the moment the monsters charged into the ranks, the human figures before their eyes vanished into thin air.

At the same time, the bright moon broke through the clouds, and the stars sparkled overhead. Specks of light dust, like gentle rain threads, fluttered down on this scarred battlefield.

Wherever the Light Rain fell, daffodils bloomed in abundance, their faint fragrance pervading the air, making the ravaged world before them seem like an untainted Paradise.

Upon the earth strewn with flowers, two figures clad in gold and black armor, standing shoulder to shoulder, slowly raised their hands toward the swarm of Magic Beasts and clenched their fists fiercely.

In an instant, the entire sea of flowers swayed in the wind, countless petals taking to the air and turning into an overwhelming swarm of gold and black butterflies that descended into the dense beast horde.

"Puff puff puff!"

The fluttering gold and black butterflies, like sharp blades, caused bizarre blood splatters to erupt among the Beast Tide.

Moreover, the wounds left by these gold and black butterflies, though seemingly small, caused the affected Magic Beasts either to have their flesh wither away to bones or to fall backwards, never to awaken again.

Underworld Butterflies—these were the messengers of death from the Netherworld that deprived of life and hooked souls.

And the ones who summoned and commanded them were none other than Death God Thanatos and God of Sleep Hypnos, the Netherworld Twin Gods.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

Feeling the mighty and eerie Authority of the Netherworld, two startled Hydra subspecies roared as they raised their necks, attempting to spew a powerful poison capable of corroding Divinity.

But the moment they opened their mouths, two daggers flew out of the darkness, piercing precisely into their venom sacs.

In an instant, the ghastly green poison crazily sprayed from the rupture, one part falling among the beast horde, turning a hundred or so Magic Beasts into puddles of blood, while the other part flowed into the bodies of the two Hydra subspecies.

The two sorry creatures, as if they had swallowed hot coals, shrieked and twitched madly, with large chunks of rotting flesh peeling from their bodies, revealing ghastly white bones and pitch-black organs.

However, due to the powerful Immortality in their bloodlines, the Hydras spent a full quarter of an hour flailing and screaming among the horde before they finally perished.

"See? To achieve the greatest result with the least effort, that's what being professional is about!"

Amid the show-off hum, a girl with a brown-yellow headband, Divine Power of black and white flowing beneath her skin, holding two daggers, appeared from the grey-black fog, tilting her chin up and ironically articulating the killing aesthetic of the Netherworld Twin Gods.

"Fights are fights, shows are shows, cut the fancy display next time you strike."

The Death God and God of Sleep brothers exchanged helpless glances and respectfully bowed to the girl before them.

"As you command, Her Royal Highness the Princess."

There was no helping it, she was indeed the beloved daughter of their superior bosses, Hades and Persephone—Goddess of Conspiracy, Melinoe.

And seeing the formidable Twin Gods from the Netherworld bow to her, Melinoe felt immensely pleased. With ill-intentions, she looked toward the regrouping beasts that continued the onslaught.

"Mo Jila, Tisiphone, Alekto, let's go! The one who kills the least buys drinks!"

No sooner had her words fallen than Melinoe, the initiator of the competition, unscrupulously charged forward.

Her skin turned half-black, half-white, her body subsequently transforming into black mist, appearing in strange shapes and forms amidst the dense shadows, now clear, now blurry. The two daggers in her hands, along with her elusive figure, harvested the lives of the Magic Beasts precisely, quickly, and ruthlessly.

Even the subspecies of Typhon's Offspring, who had Typhon's Divinity, couldn't stop this little terror.

After all, Melinoe, who was abducted from the Netherworld by Luo En, had once teamed up with her righteous brother to deal with the legitimate Offspring of Typhon roaming about Greece.

And with the frequent brawling every now and then, Melinoe had accumulated a wealth of experience against Typhon's Offspring.

While the Netherworld Princess was slaughtering wildly among the beasts, the surrounding red and black deathly aura split into three streams, transforming into three tall, slender Goddesses draped in black veils.