Hydra, Crushed Head-On

This posture was obviously extremely inappropriate; it looked exactly like Atalanta was trying to take advantage of Rovi...

"Although I know you lack fatherly love, I'm not in a hurry." Rovi glanced sideways.

Just now, due to the violent shaking of the ship, the animal-eared girl bumped into Rovi, her open legs clamping his legs together. In the subconscious effort, the deformation of her black stockings could be seen. Her slightly thin but still undulating chest pressed against his body, the triangular area of her chest swaying and brushing silently, freezing as the girl's breathing suddenly became rapid.

The sharp teeth bit into Luo Rovi's neck, yet all that remained was a slight itch and a soft, gentle touch...

Atalanta froze completely.

She didn't know how she should react.

what to do...

The wildcat-like girl finally panicked completely.

Then, the next second, he felt a warm sensation extending upwards from her waist. Rovi reached out and stroked Atalanta's waist, moving upwards through her clothes.

Oh no, he wouldn't... Although she didn't understand, Atalanta wasn't stupid. She just subconsciously tried to struggle, but found that her whole body was limp and she couldn't muster any strength at all.

She felt uneasy and a little scared.

Why am I feeling this strange sense of anticipation?

Um... Lady Enkidu, Lady Artemis, I'm sorry—

"Huh!?"

Atalanta suddenly opened her eyes.

She then discovered that her collar had been grabbed and lifted up.

He met Rovi's teasing gaze. "Are you that fond of me?"

Damn it...

Atalanta his teeth, but dared not do anything more.

She simply let Rovi lift her up and gently place her on the side of the bed.

His breathing gradually calmed down.

The feelings of shame and annoyance did not disappear.

Having lived in the forest since childhood, she had no idea what was happening to her. She really wanted to bite Rovi to death, or even kill the version of herself she had just moments before!

"Let's go out and take a look!" Rovi glanced at her, then looked out the window. The sea under the night sky was naturally dark, and the bright moon that had just been guiding the way had now completely disappeared.

The sea wind roared, and the seawater surged back like a torrential downpour.

The air was thick with the scent of 'disaster'.

The moment the ship rolled over was triggered by this.

To be honest, he did have some reaction for a moment.

However, as the son of Chu Chu, he has perfect control over his own body.

They will not be blinded by desires.

"Hmph!" Atalanta's face was still slightly flushed, but she still put on her cloak and followed in Rovi's footsteps.

Once a stray cat finds warmth, it's hard for it to leave.

She is the same.

On the deck, Heracles stared solemnly ahead, stirring up a raging storm that blocked the course of the massive ship.

That is...

"How could a monster from the abyss, Hydra, appear on the surface of the earth?"

His towering figure, as tall as an iron tower, stood on the swaying deck, his short black hair dancing wildly in the fierce sea wind.

Heracles gazed at the figure stretching across the sea from afar.

The enormous, mountain-like nine-headed serpent stirred up the raging winds and waves, its raised tail slapping the water's surface and constantly flinging large amounts of seawater into the sky.

The monsters of the abyss, the Hydra.

Unlike all the monsters Hera had encountered before, Hydra, though called a demon, could actually be called a 'demon god'.

He is the embodiment of the catastrophe of the sea, the condensation of the last resentment of the Titans sealed beneath the abyss by the Olympian Gods, and the offspring of ' Typhon '.

Its power is so strong and terrifying that it even surpasses that of ordinary deities.

On the sea, even ordinary gods cannot do anything to Him.

Heracles was not confident that he could overcome his obstacle.

—At the same time, with a creak, the cabin door opened, and Rovi and Atalanta was wearing a cloak, emerged from it.

What is that?

Atalanta's cat-like eyes, hidden beneath her hood, narrowed slightly, and she seemed somewhat stunned.

That terrifying monster...

Is it something that made him lose face?

Where's my bow and arrow?!

The girl's cat ears twitched, and her fair cheeks still had a faint blush.

"That's Hydra," Rovi explained to her. "It's a monster from the Titans."

"I know, I don't need your explanation!" Atalanta bared her teeth.

Heracles approached, glanced at Atalanta, then at the red mark on Rovi's neck, and decisively ignored these somewhat ominous signs.

"Mr. Rovi is blocked," he said succinctly.

Should we take a detour or—?

"No confidence?" Rovi raised an eyebrow.

Heracles was very frank. "No."

A hero is not a brute.

Effectively assessing the strength gap between the enemy and ourselves is also a necessary quality for taking risks.

Although Heracles has grown a lot in both mindset and strength since he left Peleon Cave.

Facing the Hydra, a monster from the abyss, he knew he was still no match for it.

In his view, even Rovi, who had once fought Ares to a draw, might not be able to defeat him head-on on the sea.

As for Rovi, Heracles's idea was quite normal, since if he remembered correctly, Hydra was one of Heracles's ' Twelve Labors '.

He defeated Him, but that came later.

"In that case—let's face it head-on!" Rovi smiled.

"You?" Atalanta's eyes widened slightly; she thought they were going to change course.

"Mr. Rovi ... well, I understand!" Heracles understood instantly that Rovi's decision was unchangeable.

It is indeed unchangeable.

The Hydra on the sea surface is a manifestation of terrifying disasters capable of directly defeating ordinary gods.

Rovi was eager to see if he could overcome his Primordial Body.

He was more eager to find the poison in the Hydra's fangs. In the mythology of the Holy Land, Chiron, the son of the second generation of gods, died from the poison of the Hydra.

So, can it poison itself?

Rovi wrote with anticipation and delight.

Hydra is indeed very strong.

However, it was not strong enough to exceed the scope of its own control.

So--

"Keep sailing forward!"

At this moment, the Argo, propelled by the seawater, was getting closer and closer to the Hydra. The impact of the seawater was becoming increasingly intense. If the three people on board were not ordinary people, they probably wouldn't even be able to stand up.

Hold head high!!!

A sharp scream echoed through the sky. One of the giant hydra's heads noticed the nearby sailboat. It opened its massive maw, its sharp fangs gleaming, and charged towards them.

The ship rocked more violently. Heracles took the helm, keeping the ship's direction unchanged, while Atalanta leaned against the deck railing to keep herself from being blown away by the gale.

Only Rovi stood facing the giant monster's snake head.

'In the dimly lit world, the sun, moon, and stars are nowhere to be seen. The radiance of the gods is obscured by the colossal body of the giant serpent, which roars in the boiling sea, as if threatening to overturn the entire world.'

Heracles struggled to keep the ship steered, while Atalanta gripped her bow tightly, aiming.

The Hydra roared as it approached, its sharp fangs revealing the horror of the abyss.

'On the ship where the heroes disappeared'

"The hero once known as the Wise Man opened the treasure trove that holds all things."

'Brilliant ripples illuminate the world, and all things, shrouded in darkness, seem to see the dawn.'

In an instant, dawn broke.

Amidst the billowing sea, Rovi opened his arms, and the gates of the King's Treasure appeared around the Argo on all sides.

The gates were open to a thousand people, their swords arrayed like a forest.

With each step forward, it crashed down on Hydra.

This once-raging sea, even the divine light that manifests all things, should be awe-inspiring.