You Shall Henceforth Be Forever Denied Victory

Was all that talk just now just a waste of time?

Athena took a deep breath, and her slightly heaving chest couldn't help but sway.

Then she couldn't help but laugh, "As expected of Your Excellency, the Wise Man..."

"As expected of me."

Rovi naturally took over the conversation.

But in reality, he had gained a new understanding of the goddess in front of him.

The weight she placed on him was extremely heavy.

A goddess's promise is a rare thing in the age of gods.

But agreeing to everything often means agreeing to nothing at all.

The scope of this 'what' is entirely determined by God Himself.

Because this is an era of divine judgment.

Not to mention people of this era, even Rovi almost fell for it, but fortunately he managed to react in time.

"Give me the benefits first, then we'll get things done." Rovi extended his hand.

Athena remained silent for a moment.

She glanced at the young, exotic-looking nobleman before her and narrowed her crimson eyes slightly.

"All right..."

She spoke, a faint glow appearing on her exquisite and beautiful face, lending her an air of divinity. "In the name of Athena, I am here—"

"May you return victorious from the war..."

God's protection was revealed once again.

"No wishes are allowed."

"?"

"I said, no wishing." Rovi's face was serious. What a joke! If I were invincible, how could I die?

"Give me another one."

Athena's expression froze for a moment.

Are you shopping at the market here? You think you can just switch places like that? Do you think I'm some kind of deity?!

But she could definitely feel that her protection had been rejected, something most people couldn't do, but not easy for Rovi.

The power of a god depends on the time span it covers; the older the time, the more powerful it is.

Although Rovi is not a god, he originated from the original 'human beings'.

It's easy to refuse.

Of course, Athena couldn't sense any of this; she only felt that the 'mystery' she released had encountered a wall that she couldn't break through no matter what.

Rovi waved his hand and said, "How about giving me a... protector who always loses in battle?"

"..."

Despite the odd request, the goddess still made it to her in the same instance.

Is it just ahead?

Queen of Heaven, under a clear sky and bright sunshine, outside Rovi, on a slightly raised hill, one could see figures in the distance below.

Intersecting, confronting, rushing forward, the gleaming swords and arrows, carrying a mystery originating from the gods, tore through the air, blasting one crater after another into the ground.

The number of people involved in the battle was not small, but it was not many either. However, the scene still looked exceptionally intense—after all, it was the Age of Gods, and due to the special nature of the Greek gods, the intensity of the war was not much weaker than during the most intense moments of the Age of Gods.

The war between gods, conducted through humankind, was a major characteristic of the Greek Heroic Age.

The power struggles between countless city-states often represent the power struggles between the gods behind them.

The gods, of course, would not be stingy with the protection bestowed upon them by their own powers.

"Athens and Sparta?" Rovi observed for a while.

On the Athenian side, there were mostly spellcasters in long robes and classical Greek warriors wielding swords, while on the Sparta side, there were only tall warriors in full armor, carrying spears and shields.

Although he had agreed to Athena's request, Rovi did not immediately take action; he simply focused on sensing the 'Guardian' within his body.

Victory will be forever out of your reach.

Athena is the Goddess of Wisdom and War, and also the goddess of victory and triumph. She cannot make Rovi lose every battle, but keeping victory away from him is a similar effect.

This was a sudden inspiration from Rovi, and also an unexpected surprise.

"Then, let's test the effect!" Rovi revealed a satisfied smile. He stood still and stretched his body slightly, wanting to test whether this almost negative protection could put him in a deadly situation—if not, it wouldn't be too late to use the old abilities of the Heavenly Key that he hadn't lost to shut it down.

Then, in the next second, he moved his feet and leaped off the hill he was standing on, charging into the battlefield.

The ground trembled slightly.

Although he was just one person, it was as if a thousand troops were galloping towards him at the same time, instantly attracting the attention of both sides in the battle.

" By Goddess Athena above... what is that?"

"Is that Athens' secret weapon?"

"Whatever it may be, Sparta under Ares' protection is invincible!"

"Quick, quick, he's coming at us!"

Stop him—

The linen robe he wore billowed and fluttered as he moved, and under the blazing sun, Rovi seemed to transform into a white hurricane, crashing into the Sparta crowd.

Some were fearful, some were horrified, but soon they discovered...

No one was hurt, no one fell down.

Under the protection of the phrase "Victory is no longer yours," Rovi's attacks never landed on anyone, and he was unable to defeat them, thus preventing him from achieving victory.

His steps faltered, but in an instant he charged into the enemy ranks, surrounded on all sides by spears and shields.

"The effect is not bad." Rovi patted his spotless clothes and thought to himself.

Since we can't win... does that mean we don't need to be so careful anymore?

Since that's the case—

He stood up and looked around.

"This is what they call Sparta?"

Concise and to the point.

But he took arrogance and swagger to the extreme.

Since they were enemies, Rovi naturally had no psychological burden whatsoever.

He wants to lure everyone to attack him.

It even triggered the descent of the god of war, Ares.

Create a possible 'death' situation.

One man against millions!

bring it on--

Only by overcoming my inability to achieve victory can I obtain a possible victory!

The Spartans were instantly enraged.

"That's... Mr. Rovi?" From the rear of Athens, someone paused, then unconsciously uttered a sound.

She wore a plain white Athena priestess's robes, the close-fitting skirt outlining her slender and delicate body, complementing her long, flowing hair. She spoke softly, as if she were somewhat afraid and trembling towards the person beside her.

"Medusa, do you know him?" someone asked from beside her, the voice clear and childlike.

"Yes, yes, that person isn't from Athens, is he?" another person asked on his right.

"You didn't sneak out without telling us, did you?"

"Yes, yes—running away will be punished!"

"No, no!"

Faced with their questions, Medusa hurriedly replied, "I just encountered Lady Athena outside the city..."

"Hmm? Is that so?"

One of them seemed suspicious.

"Well, since Medusa said so, let's trust her—anyway, it seems that guy is here to help us, right? Euryale?"

"Since you've said so, sister, you know what punishment you'll receive if you dare lie, Medusa..."

"Speaking of which, that person seems quite interesting, doesn't he? Euryale."

"Yeah yeah..."

Medusa lowered her head, looking at the two girls beside her who looked remarkably like her, her eyes filled with a hint of fear.