Chapter 255
They forced the two Divine Bulls to start plowing the land.
King Aeetes stared at the other in shock.
All the onlookers cheered, witnessing the miracle of Great Hero.
Jason's gaze swept across the stands.
But they found Medea preoccupied with something, asking Wuming a question, and didn't even glance at them!
"..."
Jason channeled his grief and anger into strength, driving the two Divine Bulls to plow the land with frenzy.
When evening came,
One by one, Dragon-Tooth Warriors with venomous fangs emerged from the ground and launched a frenzied attack on him.
However,
Under the influence of Medea's potion, the warriors all went mad and began killing each other.
Jason killed the Dragon-Tooth Warriors one by one with a single strike, easily dispatching them all.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, he completed his first trial.
The king hesitated for a moment, then had to say, "Congratulations on completing the first task. Now go and hunt down that powerful Dragon Dalabengba!"
That dragon was sent by Ares, God of War.
Even he couldn't defeat them, let alone this group.
"Good!"
Jason won the trial, but felt that he had lost his entire life.
But I have to say, it felt pretty good to win.
Especially when he was beating up the Divine Bulls and the Dragon-Tooth Warriors, enjoying the cheers of the crowd.
That was so awesome!
So, should we thank the anonymous person?
Should I thank the anonymous person?
Jason asked, "What should we do next? Should we steal the Golden Fleece and run?"
"We can consider it." Wuming nodded.
If you can outsmart someone, you should naturally choose the less strenuous method.
But is it really appropriate to say these things in front of the little princess?
At this time,
Medea, however, asked excitedly, "Do you want me to help you steal the Golden Fleece?"
"..."
Wuming was instantly speechless.
As expected of Little Angel like Ilya back then, who doesn't distinguish between good and evil at all.
He could choose to betray his father without hesitation!
Just then...
A figure descended silently.
He was wearing blood-red armor, and his whole body appeared extremely strong and burly.
He exuded an extremely terrifying aura; he was none other than Ares, the Ares, God of War!
The nameless man greeted him politely, "Greetings, Lord War God."
"Stranger, my mission for you is—to kill the Poison Dragon head-on!" Ares said, then vanished.
The Twelve Labors of the Gods have truly begun!
After the God of War left.
Medea looked at the nameless man with a worried expression. "Why don't we choose to give up? That's a powerful and invincible dragon, many times stronger than the demigod heroes!"
"Don't worry, this is my trial."
The nameless man smiled very easily.
"Damn it, you have no idea just how powerful that demonic dragon is!"
Medea gritted her teeth, "The dragon Dala Beng Ba, whose full name is Kuntukutakatikotsuvasilason, you have absolutely no chance of winning!"
That demonic dragon was a terrifying monster personally raised by the God of War, far stronger than the Moon God's Demon Boar!
Jason grew increasingly apprehensive as he listened. "Um, do I have to go too?"
"You don't need to go, I'll go alone," Wuming replied.
"Thank you so much, you're such a kind person!"
Jason breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other person with gratitude.
Even the two Divine Bulls relied on Medea's potion to get through the ordeal.
Faced with the terrifying dragon, he truly lacked the courage to fight back.
This is truly an unprecedentedly kind person!
The onlookers watching the video were speechless.
[Damn, Jason, this is so embarrassing!]
[Public Execution! Jason's Black History is exposed, even worse than the previous King of Heroes!]
[Nameless Dragon Slayer, New Skin Now Available!]
The Twelve Labors of Heracles were merely trials given by a mortal. But the Nameless Trials were given by each of the Twelve Main Gods of Olympus!
Modern Greece.
Atalanta couldn't help but laugh as she watched the video, "Medea, you still say you can't be won over!"
The concern on her little face was palpable and irrefutable evidence.
"How could that be? I was just a little bit concerned about the other person."
Medea's voice sounded a little guilty.
As the video began playing in her area, it brought back countless related memories.
"Just out of concern?"
Atalanta's gaze grew increasingly sharp.
"That's just curiosity! It's not liking at all, it's purely curiosity about the other person's identity!"
Medea tried to defend herself.
In the hall, all the children's eyes turned to him.
They were all incredibly curious!
Then.
In the video, the little princess says, "I can go with you to fight the dragon, but you have to confess your love to me first!"
Love is war!
With her pride, she would never allow herself to be the first to confess her feelings to someone else.
Therefore, as long as the other party is willing to confess their feelings, she is willing to risk her life to fight alongside them!
"Little princess, you're too cute, so don't come with me on this adventure. Let me go by myself."
Wuming smiled and shook his head, refusing to agree to her conditions.
"Aaaaah, you bastard, I'll bite you to death!"
The little princess instantly became furious, grabbed the other person's hand, and bit it.
Two rows of tiny teeth marks were left on each other's surfaces, but disappeared in an instant.
This scene silenced the hall.
That's so embarrassing!
All the children stared blankly at Medea.
Atalanta looked at him with a half-smile, "I see. It wasn't that they confessed to you, but that you confessed to them and got rejected!"
"..."
Medea was speechless for a moment.
Why did it turn out like this?
She was silent for a moment, then replied, her tone neither convincing nor indignant, "No, someone confessed to me! I didn't lose!"
"Oh, then let's continue watching."
Atalanta said nothing more.
I'm increasingly looking forward to seeing how she'll embarrass herself next, to see if she can still maintain that haughty witch act!
In the video.
A ferocious and enormous black dragon suddenly appeared on the screen.
Behind him, hanging on a tree, was something golden— the Golden Fleece, which the God of War had entrusted to him to guard.
The screen switches to two parts.
On the small screen, the gods watching from the heavens were displayed.
Ares, God of War, scoffed, "Even if he is the prophesied savior, he must demonstrate sufficient courage and fighting spirit to gain my approval!"
"Why did you have to make him fight the dragon alone?" Artemis, the Moon God, couldn't help but complain.
"Yes, that's how battles are!"
Ares was not giving an inch.
As a god representing war, slaughter, and riots, retreat is simply not in his vocabulary.
No matter what the enemy is, throw a punch first, and then figure out the problem while you're doing it.
No plan is needed at all!
"Ha, so that's why you didn't get the [Victory] divine office." Athena's smile was full of sarcasm.
A brainless brute.
Artemis sighed with worry, "That little guy is clearly going to fight the dragon head-on. I'm really afraid something might happen to him!"
The God of War's requirement is to kill the demonic dragon head-on.
And Wuming clearly understood as well.
Therefore, he will never retreat in this battle.
They won't even use the methods they used to kill the Demon Boar before.
Because such methods would be despised by the God of War.
Only by defeating the demonic dragon honorably can one complete the God of War's trial and receive his blessing and support!
Under the watchful eyes of three deities.
Under the watchful eyes of all the spectators.
The battle has begun.
The dragon roared to the sky, its hundred-meter-long wings flapping, suddenly stirring up a gale.
Its ferocious mouth spewed forth towering flames, which swept wildly across the area where the nameless man was.