Spear of Nation-Building! 2/2

On the battlefield, the Delphi priests saw Apollo, God of Light, and the Nine Muses, all bows drawn, arrows shot down the giants along the way...

The Calydon hunters and Arcadia archers saw Artemis, Goddess of Hunting, with twenty Combat Nymphs, galloping swiftly and launching a surprise attack...

Trojan and the Thessaly Divine Blood Warrior saw Poseidon, King of the Sea, wielding his trident, stirring up giant waves, and sweeping away the massive deep-sea fleets...

The Athena Pegasus Knights and the Academy Magus Corps witnessed Goddess of Wisdom Athena, riding her Pegasus, hurling her spear forward and piercing through more than ten giant bodies in succession...

"The gods are with us!"

"Glory is with us!"

"Sheng Yang is with us!"

Humans from all nations, their blood boiling with fervor, shouted with fanaticism, striding forward past the gods like sharp cones, fiercely chiseling into the giant god's surging waves.

Brave humans will never fall behind the gods! Let faith be tarnished!

As the battle intensified, the figures intertwined and merged, marching forward together, making it impossible to distinguish between humans and gods.

Ares slammed down a punch, blasting the demon hound in front of him into pieces. However, at that moment, a fierce wind suddenly rose from behind, and a giant, bloated, deformed body rapidly expanded, its star patterns flashing violently, clearly about to self-destruct.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, a stream of crimson and black flames crashed in, violently ramming into the core, interrupting its self-destruction, unleashing divine power, and then tearing the giant god to pieces.

"Hmph, no need to get involved, I can handle it!"

Ares watched as Hephaestus, the brother who limped forward behind him, pulled the forging hammer from the giant's shattered chest, and his expression froze slightly.

"You'll need this eventually, take it!"

Hephaestus, equally indifferent to his brother who was having an affair with his wife, turned around and pulled something from the rising Sorcery Array, throwing it to Ares.

The God of War instinctively took it. As the scalding heat in his palm gradually cooled and the radiance faded, he looked at the spear in his hand, which seemed to be made of countless blood threads forming a scarlet ridged cone head and a golden handle, and his expression was slightly astonished.

"This is..."

"The Spear of Nation-Building! I have urgently raised the furnace of Mount Etna to forge a new weapon for you! With this, you won't have to fight bare-handed and bring shame to the Olympus gods!"

Hephaestus responded indifferently, but at the end he didn't forget to snort coldly in a heavy tone, his face showing impatience, and his mind was filled with thoughts.

As a war god, the fact that he doesn't even have a decent weapon only brings shame upon him, the god of forging.

Just as Hephaestus was momentarily distracted, Ares suddenly turned cold, raised his spear forward, and his chilling aura startled the god of forging, who was directly in the path of the attack, causing his pupils to contract sharply.

Click!

However, a strong gust of wind swept by, and a crisp sound of metal breaking came from behind.

Hephaestus instinctively looked up and immediately saw two crimson cores descend from the sky, their Magic Beam poised to unleash an Area Annihilation Weapon before exploding.

"This is a battlefield. You fool who doesn't know how to fight, you'd better have some self-awareness and stay vigilant at all times! If you become the first fallen Olympus god, I will be ashamed to shed the same blood as you!"

Ares's spear tip swung back, cleaving hundreds of humanoid combat weapons charging at him in half. Crimson blood vessels spread across the spearhead as it drained the remaining ether from these monsters, feeding back to the spear-wielding man.

The God of War felt the touch of the blood-connected vessel in his hand, as well as its comfortable weight and characteristics that matched his powers. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and let out a soft hum, uttering a deep thought.

"However, as the god of forging, you are quite qualified. I will accept this spear..."

The sudden words of praise from his own brother Hephaestus startled him slightly.

"You idiot, have you forgotten my warning? Come on, you moron! Don't fall behind!"

Seeing that Ares Hephaestus, lacking battlefield experience, was distracted once again, Ares couldn't help but bulge the veins on his forehead, roar and scold him, pulling his brother along to charge into battle side by side.

"Laaa!"

Meanwhile, due to the situation on the Peloponnese Peninsula, which once again exceeded the budget, three Star-Seeded Soldiers on the Stormy Sea Region, with their star patterns pulsating, and Star Ring and light wheels floating in mid-air, focused on the front and shot out dozens of colorful light pillars.

Caught in the chaos of battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and Zeus, who was driving the chariot at the forefront, became the primary target of attack.

Under the intense barrage, and with the three Star-Seeded Soldier's strength increasing rapidly, the King of Gods, caught off Subordinate God, was swept away by a dazzling arc of light and cut in half. His frightened warhorse neighed and bolted wildly.

"Stop right there, you beast!"

Seeing the chariot out of control, crashing into several mutants and charging sideways, he grabbed the reins, pulled several frenzied warhorses tightly, and jumped onto the chariot.

"Heracles..."

Zeus gazed at the imposing, muscular man with his back to him, whose skin bore familiar red divine markings, and murmured to himself.

"Please grant me, Your Alcaeus, Alcides..."

Hercules skillfully pulled the reins, guiding his warhorse around the Star Ring halo of light and responding calmly.

"It seems that in your heart, I am not a qualified nephew..."

Zeus shook his head helplessly, his Goatskin Divine Shield smashing aside a giant eagle that swooped down on him. He raised his Thunderbolt Scepter high, summoning arcs of light that swept away the aerial minions within a thousand-meter radius.

The path leading to the Stormy Sea Region ahead is still congested.

Immediately, Hercules blew his whistle, and a red and black blood mist filled the air. Hundreds of Harpy Horse neighed and charged out from both sides, accompanying the left flank of the chariot, charging and tearing forward like horns, carving out a bloody passage.

"I will drive for you. You just need to focus on dealing with those monsters. It doesn't matter if you are not qualified as a Divine King. Now, you just need to be a qualified Divine King of Gods!"

Hercules rose from his chariot, and in a moment of contemplation, drew his Nameless Axe-Sword. He slashed and smashed along the way, releasing waves of brutal energy that blasted gaps into the Giant God Aberrations, leaving countless cracks in the earth.

Zeus laughed heartily, his chariot breaking through the army of giants and leaping onto the sea. In an instant, he raised his Thunderbolt Scepter high and swung it fiercely forward.

Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, and lightning bolts flashed and gathered above the dome.

Boom boom boom boom!

In an instant, dozens of blue-white lightning pillars, each hundreds of meters in diameter, carrying a violent aura, swept across the Stormy Sea Region, piercing and shattering the rotating Star Ring.

I am the Thunderbolt that Tears the Stars!!

As the Star Ring disintegrated into specks of light and dust, the three Star-Seeded Soldier swayed slightly, and the starlight above their heads flickered uncertainly.

"Triangulation is obstructed; astronautical navigation is being restarted. It is estimated that Willpa's main body will reach the outpost in 1/16 of the planet's rotation period..."

The eerie, resonant sound of the sea caused Samael's expression to harden, his eyes flashing with cold light. He brandished his Cross Spear and roared through gritted teeth.

"They summon even more terrifying beings! Don't let these three continue! Everyone, target: the Sea of Okeanos!"

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

Under the call of this other King of Gods, whose eyes were bloodshot with rage, gods, humans, and monsters alike rushed toward the area where a catastrophe was brewing.

However, due to the obstruction of the ocean, the ability to follow and provide support was significantly limited.

Meanwhile, Acropolis of Athens, in the Gulf of Aegina, after a strange distortion of the air, three hundred warships with inscriptions carved on their hulls, along with thousands of auxiliary vessels of various sizes, broke through the broken reefs and sailed into the Sea of Okeanos.

"Argonaut Expedition, hoist the sails! Set sail!"

On the deck, the Blonde Fleet Commander solemnly drew his sword and swung it down, throwing his last remaining strength into the brutal battlefield, making it a springboard for carrying the entire military force of the Peloponnese Peninsula.