The Greece Antagonist

What is that?!

Meanwhile, at the campfire, Hestia and Artemis, who had been getting along so lovingly, abruptly stood up when they saw that giant wave looming over the sea, fast approaching Sicily, their expressions slightly changing.

As the angry waves neared, the nine Muse Goddesses, who had been picking up shells by the seaside, instantly soared into the air, singing in unison at the top of their lungs.

"Aa--Aaa--Aaaa----"

The high-pitched monosyllabic divine words, spurred by divine power, transformed into a resounding hymn. Rings of golden ripples clashed directly against the ferocious hundred-meter-high wave, attempting to intercept it.

But after only a brief contact, the golden ripples were engulfed by the colossal sound of the wave.

The tide's overwhelming force showed no sign of slowing down. On the contrary, it became even more violent and turbulent, as if a giant were roaring in anger.

Seeing ten thousand tons of seawater about to crash down upon them, the caught-off-guard nine Muse Goddesses couldn't help but lose color in their faces.

"Hum!"

At that very moment, the sky suddenly brightened, a fierce blaze shot up to the heavens, enveloping the entire island of Sicily.

It was Lord Apollo!

Seeing the handsome man, looking like the sun ascending to mid-sky, the nine Muse Goddesses couldn't help but let out excited cheers.

Under the gazes of a flock of admiring ladies, Apollo, wishing to show himself off, gracefully nodded his head and elegantly pulled out the golden longsword at his waist. He pointed it toward the sky while his left hand brushed over the sword's blade. Golden red ether crazily converged in the sky, a blazing light spiraling and extending around the blade, forming a shimmering trail, like the corona of the sun.

—Light, reborn here!

The god of light and prophecy, with the motions of authority and a halo upon him, gently waved his hand, and a hundred-meter-long sword of corona swept across the sky.

In an instant, the sky-high wave was neatly split in two, and the water vapor, rising due to the high temperature, rapidly dispersed, forming a vast expanse of white mist.

The refracted light, forming a splendid rainbow in the mid-air, made the god of light and prophecy stand out even more handsome and imposing.

At that moment, crisp applause rang out simultaneously from the woods, and Luo En and Athena involuntarily glanced at each other.

"That was quite a spectacle..."

"I thought so too..."

Both praised Apollo's grace sincerely, yet their eyes were filled with schadenfreude.

It's like having a pillow handed to you when sleepy; no sooner had the bait been hung than someone couldn't wait to bite.

And to have two at once...

Tsk tsk, where does this unprovoked spirit of competition come from?

Luo En looked up at the god of light and prophecy in the sky, showing off uninvited, and shook his head with the air of one who had been there before.

However, he was also somewhat puzzled.

"Speaking of which, why are all the Muses by the seaside? Weren't it Artemis's hunting Nymphs who were guarding outside before?"

"Maybe they heard that the seaside of Sicily had some marvelous shells that could capture the sound of tide to use as recording material for their songs?"

"..."

Luo En turned his head toward Athena, who was nonchalantly standing by, a subtle look in his eyes, while internally he grumbled to himself.

If I get unknowingly tricked in the future, it is definitely your fault.

"...Die!"

As the two of them tacitly squatted in the dense forest, shielding the radiantly luminous Apollo in front of them, an irate, indistinct roar followed from beneath the nearby waters. A half-man, half-snake monstrous figure with a serpent-like tail measuring hundreds of meters and hair undulating like sea snakes charged towards the shore. Its pincer-like giant claws, harder than the finest steel, swept towards the God of Light up in the sky with the speed of lightning.

It's not Poseidon?

Seeing that unexpected figure, Luo En's eyes slightly revealed a touch of astonishment.

"Father of Sea Monsters—Phorcys, he represents the fury of the sea, an extension of Poseidon's authority."

Athena, standing beside him, provided an answer in a grave tone, her face showing a hint of regret.

"Looks like the real target wasn't lured out..."

Phorcys? The husband of the demon Keto?

Luo En listened quietly, understanding in his heart.

According to legend, sea monsters would appear when Poseidon became enraged. When he wielded his Trident, he could easily stir up tremendous waves, spark storms and tsunamis causing continents to sink and the land to shatter, pulverize all things, and even trigger earthquakes. When he drove his chariot across the ocean, the waves would calm, and dolphins would follow in his wake.

Though Phorcys is often portrayed as a monster, as an offspring resulting from the divine union of the Old Sea God Pontos and Mother Earth Gaia, he is one of the primeval sea gods in Ancient Greek mythology.

At the same time, as a symbol of the sea's fury, Phorcys was coincidentally an embodiment of Poseidon's wrathful image and power.

Therefore, His Majesty the God of the Sea had likely already secretly subdued this mindless divine monster couple and incorporated them into his system of lesser deities.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be that easy to mobilize such a massive tide of beasts to besiege Crete Island.

However, this place is not Crete Island.

Even without counting Hestia, specialized in eating melon seeds and cooking, there are three chief gods left in the battle, plus a whole bunch of accompanying lesser deities.

Now, the tables have turned, friend!

Looking at the Father of Sea Monsters who furiously collided with the hunting party from Sicily, Luo En couldn't help but feel a bit of schadenfreude.

And seeing Apollo and the Father of Sea Monsters in the midst of a real fiery battle, clashing divine powers at the ocean's surface, Athena couldn't help shaking her head.

How could such a level of friendly match suffice?

When out hunting, there must be blood!

"Let's go help. Although we couldn't lure out the main target, eating some shrimp when there's no fish is still acceptable," the nefariously wise Goddess of Wisdom immediately dragged Luo En onto her chariot, ready to go "help" the God of Light and Prophecy.

Watching Little Medusa eagerly stuff the reins into his hands and the God of Stove lesser deity switch allegiances once again, Luo En was caught between laughter and tears, feeling helpless. He could only steer the heavenly steeds, having served the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, he was now at the service of Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom.

Looking at the chariot speeding across the sky, and the two figures huddled on it, Artemis and Hestia in the camp exchanged looks.

"Auntie, we'll be right back, keep the meal warm!"

Accompanied by a laugh filled with joy, Athena, who had successfully sneaked away, armed with spear and shield, stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo En who handled the chariot, both racing towards the fierce battle at the sea.

"Curse it! Don't run!"

Artemis, the first to come to her senses, immediately started angrily accusing a certain owl of its shameless theft, while blowing a whistle to summon her golden chariot and the Nymphs who were hunters, chasing after them with all her might.

As the two hunting parties moved farther away, the only one left behind, tasked with guarding the home and cooking, was the Goddess of the Hearth. Gazing at the empty camp and the fire that hadn't yet been extinguished, she couldn't help falling into deep thought.

Something seems off?