Victory Escape 2/3

"Walk!"

Seeing that the Damocles' sword hanging overhead had been knocked down, Heracles decisively retreated, swinging his Nameless Axe-Sword faster and faster, smashing a huge gap in the outer wall of the Great Altar, and calling for his teammates to retreat.

"Yes, yes, retreat! Retreat now!"

Jason, who was struggling to hold on, was overjoyed and ran to the gap first.

However, as soon as he peeked out, a strong wind howled, and heavy, damp clouds slapped against his face.

Upon catching a glimpse of the ant-sized buildings on the ground, Jason suddenly realized that he was thousands of meters in the air with nowhere to take hold.

For a hero who can't fly, jumping like that would likely result in being smashed to pieces, even if he didn't die of fright.

"Careful!"

A stern shout came from one side of the gap, Jason, who had been standing there stunned, was pulled back behind the wall.

Hiss hiss hiss!

At the same time, dozens of wide -Area Annihilation Weapon took off, shooting beams of light from their crimson crystal cores, narrowly missing Jason as their target, leaving charred marks around the Great Altar.

Heracles, my good brother!

Jason, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at Hercules beside him with lingering fear, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Plea Arrow!"

Atalanta turned around at the right moment, and Vice Admiral Jiao Zha fired the Area Annihilation Weapon that was hovering in front of the gap in the sky.

Even so, the Argo Heroes only managed to suppress their opponents briefly. The escape route along the outer wall of the Great Altar was essentially a useless, ineffective option.

After all, many of the companions did not have the skills to fly.

On the main battlefield, the situation was equally dire. Under the siege of a group of Sea Pantheon and Olympus soldiers, more than a dozen Argo Heroes had been injured, and their divine power and ether were almost completely depleted, showing signs of fatigue.

Buzz buzz buzz!

To make matters worse, as the air vibrated, hundreds of Area Annihilation Weapon took off one after another, swarming toward the breach in the Great Altar.

"Roar!"

Just at this critical moment, a powerful roar shook the sky, revealing the full form of the Colchis dragon, which was tens of meters long. It swooped down and slashed wildly, turning the Area Annihilation Weapon into exploding fireballs.

"Listen! Let this guy lead you away! I'll handle the airspace, Diana will provide support, and we only need Heracles at the front. Having too many of our own will only hinder our actions!"

Samael, who had just arrived with flapping wings, roared towards the Great Altar and simultaneously drew his bow to fire. In the midst of a rain of arrows as fast as meteors, the airborne combat units were transformed into clusters of fireballs.

The Argo Heroes hesitated for a moment, but out of trust, and under the cover of Heracles and the moon goddess, they decisively turned and ran, bursting through the gap and leaping onto the back of the Colchis dragon.

Once the passengers on the list, along with the Leviathan Whale that had been contained in the Magecraft container, boarded the vehicle one after another, the Colchis dragon flapped its wings and swooped down, breaking through the clouds.

Heracles grabbed two Olympus soldiers and fought his way back, waiting for the moon goddess to leave first.

When the Hercules heard the faint Kotone, the bloodlust in his eyes faded. He abandoned the two half-dead corpses, violently swung his Nameless Axe-Sword, and smashed down the front half of the Great Altar wall. While the enemy was busy dealing with the enemy, he turned around and jumped out of the gap without hesitation.

As Heracles disappeared into the billowing clouds, Peleus and Telamon, riding their Sea God Chariot, sped forward and caught the Hercules.

As for the Moon Goddess, naturally no one else needs to worry about her.

"Chase!"

Before the Great Altar, the middle-aged demigod looked at the mess and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He rushed towards the gap in the wall with great anxiety.

Amidst a sharp, piercing metallic clang, a trident-shaped nail flew out from behind the middle-aged demigod's head, embedding itself in the open ground before the breach. The rhythmic, eerie blue aura repelled several pursuers from the Sea God Temple.

"Your Highness... what's wrong?"

The middle-aged demigod raised his hand to touch the bloodstain on his cheek that had been cut by the strong wind. His body was stiff and his tone was dry.

"Did you instigate the Machine God to bomb the Great Altar?"

Triton moved his limbs and stepped out from the crowd of Olympus soldiers, his voice cold and his eyes sinister.

"Yes... yes..."

"Then do you know that I'm also inside?"

"Your Highness, Aphrodite's True Body Machine God is capable of creating chaos. We only intended to take the opportunity to rescue you, absolutely not..."

The middle-aged demigod broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly tried to explain himself.

"Boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, Triton took a step forward, enveloped in the power of the Sea of Power, his figure reassembled and appeared in front of the middle-aged demigod, throwing a punch that sent him flying.

The organizer of the operation tragically crashed into the wall, vomited a mouthful of blood, and knelt on the ground, looking dejected.

"What I'm asking is... do you know I'm also inside?"

Triton drew his trident, his calm tone masking a turbulent undercurrent.

"I... I know..."

Have you considered the possibility of the operation failing?

"I..."

"Very good, pick up your weapons, and if you want to live, work harder."

Thump! Thump thump!

The mermaid prince rhythmically slammed his trident into the ground, causing the Olympus soldiers on the field and the demigod warriors of the Sea God Temple to change their expressions drastically.

This is the signal for Sacred Duel; once it begins, it will be a fight to the death!

"Your Highness, I saved you no matter what, you can't treat me like this!"

Seeing no hope of compromise, the middle-aged demigod rose from the ground, roaring with injustice.

Triton remained unmoved. With a sudden strike of his trident, a dark blue water membrane enveloped the two of them, gradually swallowing their voices and figures.

"Puff!"

A few dozen breaths later, a sharp whooshing sound rang out, and a Black Shadow flew backward out of the water membrane. The trident that had pierced through his body was pinned to a pillar of the Great Altar. Blood dripped down, and the middle-aged demigod, whose divine core was shattered and who had convulsed and died, stared wide-eyed with resentment, dying with his eyes wide open.

"Hmph! You damaged two [True Body Machine God], mobilized more than half of the military force, and still gained nothing. You still have the nerve to mention your achievements to me! Useless!"

Triton coldly snorted, expressionless, and stepped forward to pull out his trident. He then turned to look at the group of Sea God Temple 'Sea God Guards were exchanging bewildered glances.

"I seem to remember that you were among the first to break in, weren't you?"

"Your Highness, please forgive me!"

The Sea God Guards, seeing their leader's body growing cold, immediately fell silent.

"Get out of here! Immediately retrieve the remains of the True Body Machine God. If Father God returns and finds out about this situation, you can guess what will happen to you."

Triton's tone was mocking, and the Sea God Guards, realizing the trouble they would face afterward, all turned ashen-faced.

"The barrier is activated; they can't escape. Search carefully!"

The Olympus soldiers knelt to receive the order, but their prince, in a fit of temper, suddenly attacked and fought with the person in charge of the Sea God Temple, greatly delaying the opportunity.

There was no way to find any trace of the other party at this moment. Now, they could only use the most rudimentary method: to investigate from the top down, level by level.

However, despite sending out wave after wave of Olympus soldiers, with various types of combat units roaming the streets and alleys, they still couldn't find any trace of the enemy, even after searching the entire interstellar mountain range.

It was as if these outsiders had vanished into thin air after shaking off their pursuers.

Damn it, where are they?

The people of Atlantis were completely baffled.