The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 755 - 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k

Chapter 755: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes)_2 Chapter 755: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes)_2 At that moment, disaster struck again, and they once again set aside their prejudices and contradictions, unanimously picking up their weapons and shouldering the mission of heroes.

“Quickly, into the city!”

A blond beauty stood at the city gates, loudly alerting the people outside.

She was the Queen of Mycenae, the Trojan princess, the notorious trigger of this war…

But at this moment, she had shed her luxurious attire for the modest clothes of a priest, leading the priests and doctors of the city, guiding the soldiers of the allied forces outside towards salvation.

Like a goddess.

“Get in!”

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Helen and her sister at the city gate exchanged glances and resolutely ordered the soldiers to move into the city of Troy.

Upon hearing the command of their leader, the soldiers completely eased their minds and rushed into Troy, protected by a large magic formula.

Blocking the gaps on both sides, Hector pounded his shield and exclaimed,

“Brethren, what the Greeks did in Thessaly, we can do too! Show these foreigners with the swords in your hands who the real heroes are!”

The Divine Blood Guard of Troy and the Divine Blood Heroes of the allies puffed out their chests, burst into laughter, and took their stand before the oncoming dark tide, vigorously waving their swords and shields to defend their glory.

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Reddish-black mud slammed into the protective barrier surrounding the walls of Troy, the violent shaking making the fortified glyphs flash erratically, and the rune-engraved rocks started to show cracks.

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Cassandra on the battlements saw that many allied soldiers had not made it inside the city. She gritted her teeth and decisively turned back to issue an order.

“Priests, light the Sacred Flame, chant the ritual curse!”

As the command was transmitted into the city through an amplifying magic formula, a golden flame ignited in the reconstructed Great Temple, and thousands of gathered priests chanted blessings in unison.

As the prayers reached outside the city, Hermes and Hecate were struck by emotion, suddenly feeling a surge in their divine power and a subtle connection with the land.

The Trojans were worshipping them!

The two True Gods exchanged glances and then resolutely projected their divine will and authority into the city, resonating with it.

Instantly, a majestic golden beam of light shot up from the Great Temple, covering the entire city of Troy, keeping the reddish-black fog in the sky and the sludge on the ground at bay.

Under the divine light, the dark tide gradually receded, and the unsupported mud figures emitted rodent-like death shrieks, their bodies cracking into reddish-black fragments.

It was a success!

The people crammed within the city of Troy saw the dark tide temporarily withdraw outside the city and couldn’t help but rejoice ecstatically.

However, outside the city, Hermes and Hecate, looking at the reddish-black hexahedron that floated in the sky and continued to expand, still wore grave expressions.

This was not the end but just the beginning!

At this moment, realizing that this city was a tough bone to chew, the sentient Magic Box immediately changed directions, diluting the dark tide into a black mist that spread in all directions, beginning to erode other human city-states with insufficient protection.

Seeing this, Hermes’s expression changed, and he immediately turned his divine will into a breeze, sweeping across the land, conveying the news of the doomsday to the human city-states and settlements along the way.

However, Pandora’s Box, a destroyer of several eras, possessed a terrifyingly potent erosive capacity.

In just a few hours, human city-states and settlements had completely fallen into chaos.

Under the covering of the reddish-black fog, the normally living humans had red veins wildly threading through their eyes, and veins on their foreheads bulged.

A minor disagreement between people could spark fights…

The goods on display in stores, inciting the greed of many, led to competitive looting…

Disregard for city-state order, resentment towards those who lived better lives, also filled human hearts, evolving into vicious conflicts of mutual slaughter…

Diseases like plague, aging, weakness, and decay broke out in succession, spreading rapidly…

The entire human community seemed to revert from a rational civilized group to beasts driven by desire, performing conflicts, massacres, and tragic ends of doomsday in every corner of Greece.

Yet where darkness bred, light also shone.

Faithful priests flooded into the temples, chanting in unison, invoking Divine Arts to envelope their cities, warding off the erosion of the black mist;

Warriors who resisted temptation picked up their swords and shields, took to the streets, and exterminated one after another those who had willingly fallen into evil, quelling the unrest within the city;

Heroes mindful of their mission burst out of the cities, eliminating monsters born from the black mist, leading the fleeing populace towards safe zones…

But due to the widespread occurrence of malevolent events, the total amount of human-bred evil desires surged drastically, converging towards the source of all.

Nourished by these evil desires, Pandora’s Box stationed outside of Troy swelled further, its hexagonal facets illuminating one by one.

That substance, like metal, like sludge, like ink, poured forth further, and pairs of pallid arms grew from the black mud, reaching for the radiant protective barrier outside Troy, channeling the force of erosion and destruction into it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Greek Alliance and Troy warriors, having completed their transfer, activated the Essence Fluid Cannons, launching spells at those pallid arms growing from the black mud.

However, the black mud dissolved repeatedly, and the arms were destroyed over and over, only to regenerate each time with even fiercer intensity.

One by one, magic beasts, giants, centaurs, and Golden Humans made of mud reemerged from the dark tide, continuously assaulting the city of Troy, causing the outer protective barrier to visibly darken and fade.