Chant My True Name, Athena! 2/2
"Buzz!"
In an instant, dozens of Sorcery Array lit up one after another at the front of the snake heads, and hundreds of purplish-red beams of light shot out suddenly amidst the vibrations of the Aether Tide.
In an instant, the airspace swept by the purplish-red beam of light seemed to fall into an eerie stillness, and one by one, the advanced Dragon Tooth Soldiers turned into gray-white stone statues and fell into the ocean.
At this moment, on the flagship of Colchis, the blond man who had unceremoniously occupied the throne looked at the Dragon Tooth Soldiers who had been wiped out in the blink of an eye, and suddenly stood up, his face ashen.
Mount of Ares, the Goddess of Vengeance!
His gaze turned cold, and he immediately twirled the Sword of the God of War with one hand, gripping the hilt in reverse and pointing the Ruby at the end upwards. One after another, huge halos of light, under the surge of blood energy, took shape, their awe-inspiring power ready to be unleashed.
Meanwhile, in the captain's cabin, Jason, watching the leader's ring of light, resembling a gear, adjusting its angle to aim at the Argo, felt his chest heave violently, his face turn deathly pale, his teeth chatter, and a frantic scream echoing in his mind.
Oh no! Ares is here! That brutal God of War!
Or should we just jump ship?
Driven by an intense desire for divine power, Jason suddenly felt the urge to retreat. As his divine power continued to increase, his legs trembled, and he almost ran away first.
Even the strongest Argo Heroes on the deck couldn't help but feel a chill.
If one were to face this alone, there might be a chance of avoiding the shot, but to withstand the attack while saving the Argo would be an impossible task.
"You just need to sail ahead and shake off Colchis's fleet. Leave the rest to me."
However, at this moment, accompanied by a calm and deep chant, the figure who had annihilated the advanced Dragon Tooth Soldiers unit moved away from his shield, stretched his limbs, and calmly gave instructions.
"I'll stay; let them go first!"
Heracles glanced at the halo above and stepped forward without fear.
"Me too, I can help!"
Atalanta leaped from the watchtower and stood behind Samael with a soft hum.
"Ha, why should only one person steal the spotlight? I, the great one, also want to see what kind of ability that guy high above, toying with human destiny, really has!"
"I haven't repaid the favor from the Calydonian Hunt yet, count me in!"
"The Spartans will not back down in the face of battle!"
Not to be outdone, Caenis, Prince of Calydon Twin Swordsmen stepped forward one after another.
Who said I'm all alone?
Samael felt a warmth welling up inside him, smiled gently, and then, facing the descending crimson light, solemnly knelt down, slammed his right fist onto the deck, and began to chant.
"Slay the battlefield, Athena who protects wisdom, beneath the heavens, wherever your will leads, that is where my spear will point. I call upon your name with victory!"
In an instant, the deck of the Argo shook violently, Golden Light Patterns floated and flickered, converging into a large Sorcery Array with Samael at its core.
Immediately, the stars echoed and twinkled, and a Golden Pillar of Light descended from the sky, enveloping the worshipper, condensing light into armor and gathering spiritual energy into shield.
One by one, hooting owls fluttered down and gathered on either side of the person favored by the gods, their feathers forming wings.
At the same time, the neighing of warhorses rang out, Pegasus flapped its wings, bursting out of the pillar of light and kneeling obediently before Samael.
At this moment, that clear and elegant silhouette merged with the prayer. Bathed in golden light, the figure slowly rose like a war god guiding the light of victory. Vast power surged and swept across the entire Argo, not with bloodshed and frenzy, but with only resilience and solemnity.
The heroes were stunned. When they came to their senses, their eyes were filled with unbelievable joy and awe.
This is... a divine intervention!
Goddess Athena, protect them, protect the Argo!
"Bloody Dominion, the Sword of the God of War!"
At the same time, the aperture of the ring-shaped focusing lens shot out a scarlet, menacing beam of light, aimed directly at the Argo.
"Buzz!"
At the critical moment, the divine being mounted his horse, Pegasus, and leaped from the deck of the Argo. Holding the Medusa's Shield high, he charged against the current, crushing the massive, blood-red pillar of light inch by inch.
"Whoosh!"
"Laugh!"
Amidst a sharp, piercing sound, the spear hidden within Medusa's Shield was thrown out, aiming to annihilate the blood-red, dark light, and piercing straight through the light wheel formed by the convergence of the Sword of the God of War.
"Boom!"
The surging divine power surged and trembled, and under the extreme distortion, countless divine runes shattered and exploded.
The golden and red ether exploded violently, the turbulent air swept in all directions, and huge waves tens of meters high rose on the sea surface, causing the scarlet blood mist to dissipate.
The aurora borealis, reflected by the sea, forms a complex tapestry of colors that stretches across the sky, both dangerous and beautiful.
"God's war should be decided by God!"
A solemn silence echoed in everyone's ears, Argo Heroes, who were struggling to keep their ship steady amidst the storm and giant waves, seemed to awaken from a dream.
"Retreat! This is a war of the gods. If we stay, we will only distract the goddess!"
Jason immediately brandished his sword and roared, ordering the crew, who were acting as engines, to propel the Argo with all their might.
"Ahead lies a stormy sea!"
Prince of Calydon, who was deeply impressed by this place, looked at the towering winds, thunderstorms, and dark clouds not far away. While kicking down a Dragon Tooth Soldiers that had come up to him, he couldn't help but shout a warning.
On the watchtower, Orion waved his wooden guillotine, dancing wildly.
"That's it! The most dangerous place is also the safest place. Charge in! We know this place better than the Colchis people. Let's see if those bastards dare to chase us!"
Jason, who had the same idea, also planned to take advantage of the special environment of the stormy seas to shake off Colchis's pursuers. He immediately called his team members to head into the terrifying storm zone.
In the dim light of the flickering lightning, a colorful scale gleamed brightly in the palm of this brown bear plush toy.
Retreat now? But that guy is still...
At this moment, Atalanta, standing on the lookout tower, gazed at the golden-red light colliding with the sea and the water columns constantly exploding on the surface. Her clenched fingers gripped the railing so tightly that they became somewhat deformed.
Just as the Huntress, overwhelmed with concern, felt an urge to jump off the Argo and rush to help, her fair wrist was gently grasped by the outstretched fingers beside her, and a soft whisper followed.
"I understand the feeling of being constantly worried when your loved one is in danger."
Don't worry, Ares can't beat that guy. Once we're safe, he'll catch up soon.
Diana, a companion, held Atalanta's soft hand, smiling comfortingly. She gently tugged at the believer's fingers and shook them, appearing very close and affectionate. Her words instilled in the Huntress a strange sense of trust and peace of mind.
"Indeed, Her Highness Athena is not only the goddess of wisdom, but also the goddess of war. She would never lose to Ares!"
Atalanta calmed herself down a little and began to talk to herself earnestly.
Hahaha, this child is so cute, I'm almost reluctant to give her up to the Mount of Ares.
Seeing this, Artemis couldn't help but chuckle to herself, feeling an urge to expose the true nature of a monster, much like she was cursing her own followers.
However, before the Goddess of Hunting could even begin to indulge in her mischievous whims, the Argo, after a violent jolt, plunged into the stormy seas.
The perilous environment forced the two mobile gunners on the lookout tower to calm down and focus intently on the approaching columns of wind.