Actors, Take Your Places 1/3
The following day, the Giant God Ocean.
Thanks to a technologically advanced engineering team that was ahead of its time, Atlantis, which was once a mess, has been completely transformed.
A vast pillar of light rose from the Ten Great Kingdom Islands, separating the sea from the land.
In the still towering Interstellar City Mountain Range, Poseidon, as always, ascended the Great Altar, activated the Sorcery Array, stepped into the sea of stars, and adoringly stroked the giant silver metal cocoon.
The power supply for the entire Interstellar City Mountain Range, as well as the development of various combat units in the Echidna Armory, largely originates from this mysterious Legacy of the Stars.
The Age of Light, Atlantis, was named after this.
However, the only pity was that he originally intended to use his daughter Rhode as a human-shaped external container for this giant cocoon to delve into the interior of the starship, thereby deciphering its secrets and fully mastering this trump card.
However, the Argonaut Expedition's interference forced him to abandon his plans and allow Mount of Ares Rhode in order to conceal the existence of the Legacy of the Stars.
After all, even if he could bring down his brother Zeus, Mount of Ares would still be the enemy he needed to guard against the most.
Just as Poseidon was lost in thought, a faint tremor came from the spatial Magecraft. As he raised his hand and made a gesture, the Olive Branch from Mount of Ares, the alliance between the two, flickered in and out of focus.
Finally... it's coming!
Poseidon's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his face lit up with an eager desire. He immediately closed the Star Gate, and hurriedly jumped down from the top of the Great Altar. A bronze chariot Marat rose from the foam on the sea surface and gently lifted into the air to catch the overlord of the ocean.
Poseidon, piloting his chariot, flew to the outer edge of the Machine God Corridor and solemnly contemplated with his son, Teshiga.
"Tess, once you receive my orders, you know what to do!"
"Yes, Father King!"
The merman prince leaned on his trident with one hand, bowed respectfully in response, and watched Poseidon ride the waves into the distance.
As Teshi looked down into the distance, he saw that the surface of the Giant God Ocean was filled with a vast number of Deep Sea Fleet and various autonomous weapons, all densely packed and ready to go.
Click!
At the same time, within the dimly lit starry sea, a faint, crisp sound came from inside the metal shell.
Behind Teshi, in the silver-white recesses on both sides of the narrow Machine God Corridor, twelve strange mechanical beings exuding a sacred aura cast interlaced shadows.
Queen of Heaven, at the Mount Olympus, four figures, their auras concealed, quietly gathered in a secluded valley, exchanging glances and nodding to each other.
Although Queen Hera, Goddess of Wisdom Athena, Poseidon, King of the Sea didn't have much affection for each other, this alliance of interests, devoid of emotion, was actually more solid and direct.
However, to Hera and Poseidon's great displeasure, an unexpected fourth deity had entered the valley.
Hera frowned slightly, clearly annoyed. "Who is he?"
Athena questioned Queen Hera calmly replied, "Hypnos, God of Sleep, Nyx, Goddess of Night, are both goddesses. If we want to be on the safe side, their power of sleep is definitely useful."
Hera's expression was unfriendly, and she coldly snorted, "Our actions should not involve outside gods. The more interveners there are, the greater the risk! Aren't you showing us a lot of disrespect?"
The Goddess of Wisdom glanced at the sachet hanging from the Queen of Heaven's waist, frowned, and sneered, her words sharp and confrontational.
"If you can really so easily bewitch your man's mind, would Poseidon and I need to go through all this trouble?"
Besides, I'm not your Subordinate God, so don't lecture me like that!
Such a direct and brutal attack immediately enraged the proud and arrogant Queen of Heaven to the point of wanting to vomit blood.
"Haha, it's always better to be prepared than not. I've witnessed Hypnos's abilities, and they can certainly increase our chances of winning. Moreover, he has a precedent of hypnotizing Zeus into a dream, so he's quite reliable."
Seeing that things were not going well, Poseidon hurriedly tried to smooth things over with a forced smile, and described a bright future after "giving his brother a hand".
"As long as you can successfully suppress Zeus, Athena, my dear niece, you can take the opportunity to separate the consciousness of your mother, Metis, Goddess of Wisdom, from his mind and reunite with her as you wish. As for my suffering sister, Zeus has lost his authority over the sky and his position as the King of Gods. His reproductive desires as the Father God will also decrease. If you have the ability, you can keep him by your side and enjoy his exclusive favor."
Hearing Poseidon's words, Hera raised an eyebrow, clearly knowing which was more important, and then snorted coldly, no longer pursuing the matter.
Immediately, the three figures, led by Hera, concealed their auras and suppressed their divine power, and ascended the Temple of the Queen of Heaven.
Meanwhile, at Mount of Ares.
Samael, who rarely cooks, meticulously prepared Mesopotamian and Greek sweet and sour breakfasts to reward Medusa and Themis for their hard work.
The fork swished, the cups and plates clinked softly, and a sweet and warm atmosphere filled the three of them.
The ancient serpent only ate a little of the food and finished his meal prematurely. To him, merely observing the two goddesses' dining manners was a rare pleasure.
Themis, who was always elegant and calm, remained composed and ate slowly and deliberately as usual.
Medusa, clearly not used to being watched by others, couldn't help but feel a little awkward.
After the two goddesses had eaten their fill, Samael smiled and picked up a handkerchief, handing it to Medusa and pointing to the corner of her mouth, indicating that there was sauce stuck to it.
The Goddess of Vengeance seemed to wake from a dream, letting out an "oh" as she came to her senses. She hurriedly wiped her lips, a blush of embarrassment rising on her cheeks.
Hmm, after all these years, Anna is still so shy.
Samael, noticing this amusing scene, smiled slightly, estimated the time, clapped his hands, and then his expression turned serious.
"Athena's side has already started making moves, so it's about time we set off too."
"Set off? Where? To Olympus?"
Medusa was somewhat surprised, and couldn't help but feel confused about the strategy that everyone had discussed and agreed upon earlier.
Supporting Athena to the throne in a legitimate name, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, slowly eroding Olympus and gradually replacing it, is far more reliable than directly revealing the true intentions and charging in headfirst with Mount of Ares.
Oh no, Samael changed his mind?
"No rush. We've prepared diligently for so long. We're almost certain we'll win over Zeus. Poseidon isn't playing dirty tricks, so it's not our turn to make a move yet. There's just one place we should have conquered long ago. Our old friend has been waiting for this day for far too long."
Samael put his hands behind his back, smiled slightly, and sighed meaningfully.
"You mean..."
Medusa suddenly realized what was happening and happily jumped up.
"Yes, the Caucasus Mountains!"
Samael answered firmly, rubbing his fingertips, reminiscing about the past, a smile spreading across his face.
"Alright, let's get this over with. Don't keep Prometheus waiting. This good show on Mount Olympus would be too boring without him."
Immediately, the ancient serpent rose and pulled Medusa to the outside of the temple, where a group of waiting Greek Heroes gathered.
Atalanta, Heracles, the Twin Swordsmen, Caenis, the Healer, and other former friends sensed the call and stopped what they were doing, quickly gathering at the source of the sound.
Samael briefly revealed that this was the start of a new adventure, and everyone eagerly urged him on, each one itching to try it out.
Their inherent adventurous spirit makes them restless and unpredictable.
Moreover, they had long wanted to try on different styles and levels of Saint Cloths.
Soon after, about ten people gathered, and Samael led the group on a grand march towards Mount Gaosuo.
Themis, who remained at Mount of Ares in preparation for any eventuality, stood in the temple corridor, watching her lover gradually disappear into the distance until he vanished from her sight.
Do it, my love, you are bringing new order and new changes to this world. I believe you will make this world even better.