Crisis and Turning Point

It's a success! Juliushi really succeeded!

Little Medea gazed at the Argo Heroes on the field, manipulated and fighting with their friends. The pink in her eyes faded, and she awoke with a start, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth. She looked at the curved blade in her hand with a sense of relief.

The Rule Breaker was originally a precious item used only to break the Magecraft contract of the target and dispel its enhanced state.

However, the Underworld, after being blessed by the divine blood and reforged by the power of the Witch Goddess Hecate, now possesses the powerful effects of severing Magecraft defenses, causing magic-breaking damage, and dispelling power to a certain extent.

Having just suffered a fatal blow to the divine core, the Machine God Aphrodite is now in a state of decay, and its complete collapse is only a matter of time.

However, with six people falling in the melee and the remaining dozen or so all wounded, the price was far too high.

Medea looked around, her small face darkening.

"You heartless bastard, I... I can't hold on much longer, please... please help me!"

However, before the little Witch could continue to grieve in secret, a groan of unbearable pain came from the entrance of the hall.

All that could be seen Circe, who was holding off a large number of Olympus Guards. Scattered around her were countless fragments of golems and the skeletons of Dragon Tooth Soldiers. The Magic Barrier she had erected was twisted and deformed, flickering on and off, and sliding step by step into the inner part of the hall as these humanoid monsters advanced.

The Witch of the Eagles, positioned at the rear, faced the overwhelming horde of Olympus Guards, like a malnourished bean sprout subjected to dazzling light.

"Auntie! I'm coming to help you right away!"

"I've said it so many times... to call... my name..."

Medea rushed forward in a hurry, stacking Sorcery Array to prepare to jointly resist the advance of the Olympus Guards, while Circe, exhausted, turned her head and reiterated with a dark face.

"Boom!"

However, before the two sides could join forces, the magic barrier, which had been stretched to its limit, suddenly exploded. Circe, who hurriedly pulled her hand away, crashed into Medea and flew all the way to the hall.

Amidst the deafening roar of earth and rocks shattering, a large number of Olympus Guards surged in, closing in on the Argo Heroes.

"Raise your shields! Retreat! If we can break through here and reach the Great Altar, we'll win!"

Jason slapped his groggy head, and after recognizing the situation, he perked up and decisively gathered his remaining teammates, assembling them densely towards the last step leading to the Great Altar.

The captain intended to take advantage of the situation to pull up Orpheus, who was creating an opportunity to turn the tide, and to give him a good praising. However, as soon as he reached out to touch him, the genius singer, who was holding the broken-stringed harp, collapsed to the ground with a thud.

To compose that magnificent melody powerful enough to defy the divine, mere mortals shed their last drop of blood.

As Jason's gaze moved downwards, he saw a bronze dagger stuck in Orpheus's leg.

Clearly, under the alluring voice of the Goddess of Beauty, this genius singer forced himself to stay conscious through this self-harming method, sacrificing his life to perform this swan song.

Jason clenched his teeth, a bloody gash appearing on his lower lip, turned and struck his shield, then retreated into the ranks, singing in a hoarse voice.

"Elegant musical notes bring us joy and wisdom, accompanying us on a safe voyage..."

"Our courage shines like the sun and moon over the world; our glory is remembered by all people! We have created a great undertaking, and the gods have offered their tribute to it!"

The crowd raised their shields, chanted loudly, leaned on each other, and fought their way back towards the final steps, paying homage to the singer in the corner of the hall who was performing his swan song.

"A mere creature that has just learned to walk on two legs... a mere organic being, yet it dares to dream... of challenging the gods with its tiny body... Hahaha! How laughable!"

However, amidst the crackling sound of electricity, Aphrodite, the convulsing and disintegrating Machine God in front of the Sorcery Array, appeared distorted and ferocious.

Jason paused, his pupils contracting as a sense of foreboding washed over him. An indescribable, intense fear sent chills down his spine, and he instinctively took a step back.

Women are terrifying creatures!

A woman with a vacant temper is even more terrifying!

At the same time, as if to verify his human experience, the Machine God Aphrodite roared resentfully upwards from the flashing arcs of electricity.

"Omnipotent God who rules over all things in the sky, please punish these lowly ants!"

In an instant, the blue-white arc of light, which led to the pillar of light above the Great Altar, frantically condensed and converged, and a dense storm of lightning, like branches, suddenly fell.

Click...

Beneath the dazzling blue and white lightning pillars, Aphrodite's remains, located at the core of the hall, began to disintegrate inch by inch, transforming into spiritual particles that merged into the hall. Meanwhile, the nearby stone buildings rapidly melted away, as if ice and snow were being exposed to the blazing sun.

"Run!"

Seeing the massive pillar of lightning spreading and engulfing all directions, Jason was terrified, roaring with a ferocious expression, while the wounded Argo Heroes contracted sharply.

Moments later, amidst a violent explosion, the Machine God Corridor was blasted open by a horizontal arc of blue and white lightning. Several figures were thrown out, coughing up blood, and crashing into the ground along with the rolling rubble.

Bang bang bang bang!

At a height of hundreds of meters, thanks to Magecraft protection and a series of self-rescue delays, the Argo Heroes managed to avoid turning into rotten tomatoes falling from the sky and tragically smearing the ground.

Even those who miraculously escaped were all left with broken bones and torn tendons, too badly injured to get up. Medea and Circe, the two Witch, were completely drained of their magic and collapsed into a coma, their faces pale.

This is... Altar Street?

Jason coughed up a mouthful of blood, barely opened his swollen eyelids, looked around at the familiar scene, and stared blankly.

As the captain struggled to his feet, supporting himself with his javelin, he looked around at the increasingly brutal battlefield, the splattered blood and scattered corpses nearby, which made his heart sink deeper and deeper.

The eldest sister and her gang are also in trouble.

The second team is probably already defunct, or even... completely wiped out!

Bang bang bang bang...

Just then, the sound of heavy footsteps, like thunderous drums, came from all around the altar street. Smoke and dust filled the air, and the sharp sounds of armor and weapons rubbing against each other became increasingly clear and piercing.

Realizing the danger, the Argo Heroes struggled to their feet, but at that moment they had no strength left to even grip their weapons or take a step forward.

Moreover, nearly half of his friends were still unconscious on the ground. They couldn't even hide, let alone resist. They were at their wits' end.

Jason looked up at the Great Altar high in the sky, his eyes filled with grief and despair.

So close! So close! Is this really the end for us?

At this moment, the outlines of Olympus guards, Primeval Serpent Woman, and puppets were beginning to emerge at various corners and alleyways.

Not only that, a buzzing tremor came from underground, and an inky shadow spread out from the dark and menacing crack.

Let's give it our all!

In their desperate situation, the Argo Heroes drew their bronze swords and swung them forward with furious rage, their momentum unstoppable.

"I said, do you need any help, everyone..."

Just at this critical moment, the Black Shadow shook off the ink-black mist, and a deep male voice came from inside.

The crowd abruptly stopped their downward slashing weapons, looking ahead in astonishment. Jason, who was the first to react, was filled with surprise.

"It's you! You're still alive!"

"This is not the place to talk. If we don't leave now, it will be too late..."

The Black Shadow slightly turned to the side, revealing a deep cave that seemed to connect to the earth's interior. It glanced at the gathering monsters and frowned as it gave a warning.

Seeing a glimmer of hope in their desperate situation, the Argo Heroes nodded decisively and, along with their companions, filed into the tunnel.

As the Black Shadow responsible for covering the rear raised his hand and waved it, the ground behind him trembled, and the cave entrance collapsed instantly, completely blocking the pursuers from entering.