Poison Is Medicine, and Medicine Is Poison!

"Quick! While the effects of the medicine are still working and the power of the Machine God cannot extinguish this life force, find a way to break through Demeter's outer shell and destroy her divine core, otherwise we won't even be able to enter the gates of the Sea God Temple!"

The God of Healing looked at the completely blocked road ahead, his expression cold and blank, and spoke to offer a reminder.

In a flash, the Argo Heroes snapped back to reality, decisively coordinated their charge, and charged at the god of agriculture, who seemed somewhat disoriented and malfunctioning due to the abnormal situation.

Instantly, the group, whose life force and ether were surging abnormally, frantically unleashed their energy and skills at the monster, severing the roots of plants along the way and repeatedly piercing the outer shell of the floating sphere.

Meanwhile, Medea, who had been lifted up by Sisyphus, anxiously broke free of her restraints and rushed towards the sea god's pillar, intending to rescue Circe and Atalanta who were trapped.

However, those pale roots had already penetrated deep into their flesh and blood. The slightest movement caused excruciating pain, making Atalanta and Circe pale and their foreheads beaded with cold sweat.

"In this situation, a doctor should handle it! Sisyphus, go and help me and my patient, buy some time!"

Fortunately, just when Medea was at a loss, the god of medicine arrived under Sisyphus's protection. He drew his scalpel, poured some selected medicine onto the blade, and skillfully and calmly cut away the roots that were piercing the flesh of the two.

Perhaps due to the effects of the medication, once these roots are severed, they quickly wither and die, and any residue that has penetrated into the flesh is completely eliminated during the subsequent debridement and wound cleaning.

Just as the God of Healing was about to take out a miraculous medicine to stop bleeding and promote tissue regeneration from the Sorcery Array to bandage the two wounded, his gaze turned back and the granulation tissue inside those hideous wounds suddenly began to wriggle and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing without a trace in just a few breaths.

"Immortality? No wonder..."

The healer stroked his chin, frowned slightly, and murmured thoughtfully as he sipped a scarlet potion.

"So you're not bait. The reason you're still alive is simply because Demeter's power can't destroy your immortality in a short time."

Atalanta drank the potion that counteracted the plant paralysis toxin, and her face regained some color. She nodded slightly.

Indeed, if she hadn't eaten the Golden Apple and gained a high level of immortality, she would have been disintegrated by Demeter's power long ago.

"But seriously, is immortality really that cheap? Then all my research on the Elixir of Immortality would have been for nothing?"

The healer looked at Circe and Medea with a gloomy expression and a twitching mouth.

"It was Lady Hecate's protection; during our time in the Underworld, she bestowed upon us some blessings..."

When Medea saw her aunt looking listless and weak like a sick chicken, she took the initiative to explain.

Oh, I see. That explains it. No wonder that person was willing to let these three go out and risk their lives.

The God of Healing glanced at the black snake carving coiled on his cane, secretly rolled his eyes, and casually took out a blue-tinged potion from his medicine pouch, then tilted his head back and gulped it down.

Just as Asclepius was focused on tending to the injured, the game became a stalemate.

Demeter was helpless against the Argo Heroes, those drug-addicted guys who were tougher than cockroaches.

However, the Argo Heroes were also helpless against Saturn's ever-regenerating shell and the Earth Authority to defend and attack.

Worse still, as time went on, the Atlantis defenders grew in number, further hindering the expeditionary force's activities and making it difficult for them to maneuver.

"Bang!"

Sisyphus, who had summoned his Golden Armor and was holding shields on both arms, was knocked away by Demeter's earth spikes and crashed into the area where the four healers were, raising a cloud of dust.

"Ahem, I've been saying that this passive dragging on isn't a solution. Asclepius, are you ready yet?!"

"Wait a little longer, what's the rush? Be patient!"

The God of Healing responded indifferently, handing Circe and Atalanta two energy potions, while he himself took out a potion of unknown effects, drank it, and smacked his lips in savoring the taste.

When Sisyphus saw how relaxed and carefree this fellow was, he almost couldn't catch his breath and spat out blood three feet away.

If it weren't for the fact that you saved my life in a critical moment, I would have beaten you half to death!

"Um, Asclepius, may I ask why Demeter's powers couldn't take away their life? What's so special about your Elixir of Immortality?"

Holding the Nether Moon Staff, Medea, who was on guard duty, looked at the stalemate on the battlefield and couldn't help but voice her doubts.

"Of course it's because of the materials!"

The God of Healing glanced at the Witch, then continued his habit of mixing and drinking medicine, and spoke softly in contemplation.

"The ingredients of this medicine contain the blood of the Gorgon, which was given to me by the Medusa the Goddess of Vengeance for medical research..."

According to my discovery, Gorgon blood possesses two completely different properties: it can both destroy and wither people, and it can also save lives. It took me over a century to transform its toxic side effects into a neutralizing effect through various medications, ensuring it only possesses the beneficial effects of regeneration and revival.

At this moment, Sisyphus, who was listening intently, slammed his double shields into the ground, sending a group of Atlantis defenders flying, his eyes fixed on the ground.

Moreover, the Goddess of Vengeance appears to be the third generation of the Mother Goddess. He had seen statues of this goddess sculpted by humans in the ancient temples of Mycenae.

The power of the god of agriculture belongs to the power of the Mother Goddess. The blood of Gorgon has a higher status than her power, which is why it can reverse the life force of those plants.

Isn't it normal for the divine right of the earth to possess both life and death?

Damn it, if we could invite Mother Earth or mobilize her powers, we wouldn't be in such a passive position.

Just as Sisyphus was lost in thought, a trident came hurtling through the air and struck his right arm shield. The immense force sent his arm numbing and his body staggering backward.

From afar, streaks of azure light surged forth from among the Atlantis defenders.

As Sisyphus leaned back, he unknowingly joined together with the Argo Heroes who were charging forward. It was as if their life force had dropped to a normal level, and the vines in the crevices of the rocks and soil around them began to stir restlessly.

"Hey! You're taking your medicine! Aren't you done yet? Something's not right!"

Sisyphus's eyes darted back and forth between the approaching Demeter and the azure light surrounding him from behind, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.

"Alright..."

The healer tilted his head back, poured down the shaken potion, and, with his usual infuriatingly indifferent tone, stretched, darted past the defensive line formed by the Argo Heroes, and strode forward.

"Asclepius, what are you doing? Come back here!"

Jason's expression changed drastically as he watched Demeter, who was once again manipulating plants and launching a violent attack.

"Nonsense, of course it's to treat patients!"

The God of Healing gave a cold snort, his thin and frail body blocking the way of the True Body Machine God.

"Oh dear, naughty child... must be punished..."

Demeter clearly recognized this "bad boy" who was interfering with her powers, and immediately manipulated the vines to lift him up in front of her, tightening the restraints inch by inch, accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking.

The group tried to rush forward to rescue them, but unexpectedly, the figures that rushed out from the group of Atlantis defenders were monsters with eerie blue patterns floating on their bodies and deformed limbs.

Trident! Water-patterned armor!

Poseidon's Guard!

Faced with a perilous situation with danger from both sides, the Argo Heroes were caught in a dilemma and could only watch helplessly as the healer's limbs were gradually broken.

Sizzle!

However, the God of Healing, expressionless, swung his blood-soaked arm forward. The mottled purplish-red bloodstains fell into Demeter's not-yet-fully-healed wound, producing a metallic corroding sound, and wisps of smoke rose from the cracks.

The god of agriculture encountered a plant with strong acid. Black spots appeared on its surface, and it fell shakily. The light patterns flickered, its body trembled violently, and a piercing scream came from within.

"What have you done! My power! How could this be!"

"Of course I'll feed you your medicine... you idiot!"

The divine physician's gaze was sharp, his brows furrowed and a cold smile playing on his lips.

Poison is medicine, and medicine is poison.

Actually, whether medicine is poison or not depends on the doctor's intentions.

Different dosages and proportions will produce drastically different effects.

After hundreds of years of research, no one is more familiar with the medicinal properties of Gorgon blood than him, and no one can stimulate its destructive toxicity more quickly.

As someone who has Gorgon blood countless times, this body is the perfect petri dish for extracting the destructive toxicity of Gorgon blood, using himself as an example.

"Get out! Get out!"

Realizing the danger lurking before her, Demeter panicked and tried to shake off her prey. However, the Healer clung tightly to the vines, swinging to the top of the large sphere, and sneered mockingly.

"You're only realizing it now? Don't you think it's too late? Indeed, people like you must be eradicated!"

After all, only if you die can my real patient live...

In an instant, the healer who was holding Demeter's body grinned into a ferocious smile, his skin turned purplish-red, and his divine power surged within him. Then, the light patterns exploded and burst open, and a rain of purplish-red blood poured onto the body of the god of agriculture, producing an effect similar to sulfuric acid spraying on plants.

Boom boom boom boom!

In a moment, the True Body Machine God, whose structure collapsed and its own power was disordered and eroded, fell into a frenzied state. It recklessly crashed out of the Sea God Temple area, indiscriminately shooting beams of light in all directions, causing the entire Atlantis and its tectonic plates to begin to shatter.

At this moment, the gates of the Sea God Temple, finally drenched in blood rain, Shiki opened to them.

"Walk!"

Jason gnawed on his thumb, which was now bleeding, and closed his bloodshot eyes as he relayed orders to the Argo Heroes.

As the Argo Heroes passed through the seven pillars of the sea god amidst a calm and oppressive atmosphere and entered the main hall to study the operation of the teleportation spell, smoke and dust soon billowed outside, and countless Atlantis defenders, along with sea god guards mixed in among them, surged in like sharks smelling blood.

"To activate the spell and complete the certification, it will take ten minutes! Meleager, you choose ten people and make sure they block those things outside! Can you do it?"

Jason turned to Prince of Calydon and asked through gritted teeth.

"I guarantee that as long as I live, they will never set foot in the Sea God Temple!"

Meleager solemnly pounded his chest in promise, and before he could even make a selection, ten Divine Blood Warrior spontaneously stepped forward, took off their shields, and formed a shield wall to block the corridor.

Outside the door, the sounds of flesh being torn apart and metal clashing echoed one after another. The roars of humans gradually thinned out, while the shrieks of monsters grew increasingly ferocious.

Inside the hall, everyone remained silent. Some were recovering, some were channeling magic, and others were deconstructing spells. The unruly heroes, like tightly wound iron puppets, mechanically and resolutely carried out every command.

Finally, ten minutes later, a colorful pillar of light shot straight into the Stardust Mountains.

"Castor and Pollux will lead the way, Medea and Circe will send out Dragon Tooth Soldiers to scout ahead, and the eldest sister will suppress them with arrows. We must ensure the safety of the teleportation array's entrance and exit!"

Even though the human screams outside the door had almost disappeared, Jason, with an expressionless face, made careful arrangements.

The Argo Heroes, having been given their mission, leaped into the pillar of light one by one.

As the crowd thinned out and normal signals returned from above, Jason finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately notified Meleager to prepare for evacuation.

"Haha, finally we can leave this hellhole! You go first, we'll kill a few more, then we're done!"

Prince of Calydon, with his back to the door, laughed heartily, blocking the dilapidated entrance, and gestured with his head.

Jason knew that if he didn't leave, his friend would never back down, so he reluctantly stepped into the pillar of light.

However, the instant that figure disappeared from the teleportation array, the pillar of light twisted and shattered, and the explosions of collapsing houses echoed across the square like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami.

Now, it should be safe up there.

Meleager gazed at the now ruined Sea God Temple, where no more enemies could possibly break in. Satisfied, he tossed aside the bronze sword broken in two, pulled out the trident that had pierced his abdomen, casually tossed it aside, and rested the last javelin on his shield before stepping forward.

Bloodstains were visible at his feet;

Before him, a surging tide of soldiers;

Behind him, there was no one left...