The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 765 - 153 Please Proceed to Your Death, Your Majesty (6.2k)

Chapter 765: Chapter 153: Please Proceed to Your Death, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_4 Chapter 765: Chapter 153: Please Proceed to Your Death, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_4 The longsword burst into towering golden flames, pointing towards the dark tide spreading above the sea and the menacingly towering army of Titans, as the questioning voice echoed through the sky once more:

“How shalt thou proceed?”

“Merely bow down to receive grace,”

“Merely bend to seek defiance,”

“Form ranks and arrays,”

“To obliterate the horde of beasts, to drive out the dark and guard the light!!”

As the sanctified chanting grew louder and more solemn, bright white streams of light surged out from the metallic armor, under the luminescence of the silvery-white metal core, sprouting lion and bull heads; some with disproportionately large heads and limbs; or with extra eyes, arms, and wings, the style gradually becoming twisted and bizarre.

This aesthetic, how come it feels more like the antagonist than the opposition?

Under the strange gazes of several deities, Luo En looked at those bizarrely shaped metallic constructs on the sea surface and couldn’t help but silently ridicule in his heart.

Venus, maybe we should change the person playing the role of this Goddess of Beauty?

However, at this moment, the red-haired Mechanical God on the sea surface obviously couldn’t hear the grumbling from her immediate superior.

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She watched with immense satisfaction the powerful personal army she had spent two hundred years covertly lurking in the deep sea relics for, exhausting all resources of the Bronze Clan to craft for her boss, and then announced their divine business to the world in a high-pitched voice:

“To assault the heretics, our God proclaims his reign!”

“Holy! Holy! Holy!!!”

Instantly, forty million oddly shaped metallic constructs, bearing fiery wings of light, chanting fervent slogans, dove down from the clouds, charging toward the spreading dark tide and the sternly standing army of Titans on the sea surface.

Like flames igniting the darkness, they pierced through the ranks of the Titans, tearing apart the clouds looming over humanity’s heads.

Seeing the mission that needed to be carried out being obstructed and the divine business that awaited them being tainted, the army of Titans and the dark tide mud figures on the sea surface also fell into anger and madness, roaring as they charged towards these metal constructs that blasphemed against divine might:

“Immortality! Immortality! Immortality!!!”

Meanwhile, as Luo En watched the streams of light and dark tide sweeping across the Sea of Okeanos, as well as the two types of deformed creatures chanting “Holy” and “Immortality” battling passionately on the sea, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of bizarre thoughts within him.

A battle of Light Holy Angels against Titan Giant God soldiers?

Really, how could I be having such a strange dream.

Luo En shook his head, then dispelled the random thoughts in his mind, looking up at Zeus standing before the throne with a livid complexion:

“Father God, you must like this second gift of mine, don’t you? The Bronze Clan has always cherished your benevolence.”

“As foretold, you, this misbegotten child, have indeed become a great thorn in my side! I should have killed you sooner!”

Zeus hissed, his heart filled with dread and hatred for this son destined to defy him.

Hearing this, Luo En sneered and shook his head.

If the other side hadn’t been so suspicious and made a preemptive move, would he have ever gone to such lengths?

Perhaps, he would have just become the original God of Wine, Dionysus, obediently serving wine at the feasts of Olympus to entertain His Majesty the King of Gods.

But this His Majesty the King of Gods always thought he could manipulate everyone with his cunning and scheming, surpassing Fate.

In the end, his arrogance only made him fulfill the prophecy, becoming a part of Fate.

Well, you can’t argue with someone like that, might as well use something more tangible.

Luo En gripped the Gun of Nation Creation tightly, sneering as he looked at his divine father:

“Father God, prepare to receive the third gift I have for you!”

At the same time, streams of light rose from the earth, passing through layers of starlight, plummeting toward Olympus, gathering in front of the Great Temple.

They were all the creditors of His Majesty the King of Gods:

There were the Gods of War God Mountain led by Hestia, the Olympian Gods led by Hera;

The Typhon’s Offspring led by Ladon, the remnants of the giants led by Prometheus;

The Netherworld army led by King Minos, the Divine Blood Heroes led by Hercules…

The dark tide on the ground had been repelled, and the Titans in the sea had been held back.

Now, it was time to settle the accounts!

“Kill!”

Luo En uttered the icy word, taking the lead and charging with the Gun of Nation Creation in hand.

The deities, Titans, monsters, and Heroes gathered behind him, together mounting a rebellion against the throne-bound King of Gods who tormented the world.

Some people live so that the majority can have better lives;

Others live, and because of that, no one else can:

And this King of Gods clearly belonged to the latter.

If that was the case, then there was only one thing to do—ask His Majesty to meet his death!