The Greece Antagonist

Hearing Thetis's warning, Luo En nodded quickly, yet he didn't rush to escape.

He turned to look at the beautiful Elysian Fields and its dazed inhabitants, narrowed his eyes, chanted again to refill the Holy Grail with wine, and then poured it over and over onto this so-called "Blissful" Paradise.

At the same time, the flames of his sixth incarnation blazed fiercely, following the wine which acted as an accelerant, setting the surrounding plants, rivers, and even the dazed inhabitants of the Elysian Fields ablaze.

"It hurts, it hurts so much..."

"What's happening to me?"

"Who am I? Where am I?"

"..."

One by one, the residents of the Elysian Fields, their skins splitting and flesh bursting in the flames, gradually freed themselves from the chaos in their minds, their eyes slowly showing glimpses of clarity and bewilderment.

Due to some unknown suppressive effect, they only remembered having slept for a long time, seemingly in an endless beautiful dream.

And at this moment, this dream, it seemed, had awakened.

"Buzz!"

Simultaneously, dark clouds rolled across the sky, surging with a tumultuous deathly aura.

"The one who trapped us here is coming, run!"

In the crowd, someone shouted, and as if waking from a dream, their minds, not yet fully clear, instantly filled with the thought of "escape."

"Swoosh!"

Immediately following, four azure figures dashed out from the opened gates on the light wall with a speed that thunder could not match, scattering and disappearing in the dust along the way.

Under such an example, the surrounding inhabitants of the Elysian Fields came to their senses and swarmed towards the sole exit.

Although as they crossed the threshold of the gate, a needle-like pain transmitted in their brains obstructed their way forward.

But thereby, it only strengthened their determination to flee.

—If truly located in a beautiful paradise, why would one need to warn and control them in such a manner?

Moreover, as golden flames leaped and ascended upon their bodies, the pain in their minds seemed to reduce, bearable rather than excruciating.

—Escape!

Concurrently, the thought etched into the minds of the Elysian Fields' residents, streaks of flowing light passed through the opened gates of the Wall of Sighs, dispersing and fleeing in all directions.

For a moment, the entire Netherworld trembled violently.

"Hmph!"

Accompanied by a deep, cold snort, a dark pillar of light descended from the inky clouds above.

As the light dissipated, a tall middle-aged male deity revealed himself, his face not as majestic and powerful as that of the Titan Gods, his appearance quite ordinary. A magnificent helmet adorned his head, engraved with dark Divine Patterns, causing the space around him to slightly distort and his form to flicker faintly.

The ordinary long sword he held casually in his hand, dragged along the ground, creating a trench filled with deathly energy, withering all the flowers and plants of the Netherworld along its path.

"Thinking of escaping? Stop right there!"

The sword enveloped in the Netherworld's deathly aura nonchalantly swung forward, carrying a piercing sound as it shot towards the four directions.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

"Thud, thud, thud, thud!"

In an instant, the four figures at the front of the group, fleeing in different directions, were cut in half.

Countless droplets fell like rain as the middle-aged deity slightly raised his head, looking towards the fading figures in the four directions and the surrounding misty rain, his gaze growing increasingly somber.

Illusions...

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

At the same time, several gates of the Ivory Gate emerged in the sky. The belatedly arriving God of Sleep, Hypnos, and The Furies looked towards the upset middle-aged deity and the chaotic Elysian Fields, their faces showing embarrassment.

"Lord of the Underworld, we..."

"Enough, I do not need an explanation! Immediately capture all the escaped departed souls, and if any are missing, figure out a way to replace them!"

As Hades's gloomy eyes swept across the sky, the three major dream gods and three thousand members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits all felt a chill in their hearts.

If there truly was a shortfall, the higher-ups might not end up as ornamental plants in the Elysian Fields, but they certainly could.

Realizing trouble was imminent, the Tribe of Dream Spirits quickly dispersed, rushing in all directions toward the escaping departed souls, initiating a massive capture operation.

As the surrounding Tribe of Dream Spirits and guards of the Netherworld scattered, Hades glanced at the neglectful God of Sleep, Hypnos, and the Furies, intending to erupt, but ultimately just frowned and coldly warned.

"I don't want to see those rats in my backyard again, understood?"

"As you command! We will not trouble you again!"

Hypnos and the Furies quickly nodded in response, their attitude humble.

Watching his subordinates behave sensibly, Hades nodded in satisfaction and turned to return to his temple.

He still had to finish a potted plant, meant as a gift for his beloved queen.

As the nominal superior left the scene, the three deities of the Netherworld, holding divine positions, breathed a sigh of relief.

Hades often obsessed over various ways to please his indifferent Queen Persephone.

Thus, this rather domesticated Ruler of the Netherworld rarely interfered in specific affairs, his presence extremely weak, more decorative than anything.

But in terms of strength and status, he was definitely not someone they could provoke or challenge.

The damned rats!

The four gods of the Netherworld, having suffered a setback in front of their superior, cursed certain culprits.

If it weren't for those blind fools who sneaked into Hades's beloved backyard, he would not have personally left the temple to make his stance known and put pressure on them.

Just wait till they are caught, you'll suffer!

Hypnos, holding a flute, and the Furies, wielding their viper whips, angrily flew towards the sources of turmoil, mercilessly suppressing and capturing the escapees.

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At this very moment, within the unrecognizable Elysian Fields,

Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, four figures emerged from the riverbed's sand and mud and climbed onto the scorched riverbank.

Sisyphus patted his chest, looking anxiously towards the Wall of Sighs outside which the dark figure of Hades, the God of the Underworld, disappeared.

"Was that... Hades, the God of the Underworld?"

"Who else could it be?"

Luo En irritably retorted, drying the moisture on his body while glancing at the jubilant Sisyphus beside him.

"Brother, you're really underhanded, thinking of using those departed souls as cannon fodder while you hide in place!"

"Huh?"

"Brilliant! I mean brilliant! Your wisdom, even Athena would be ashamed!"

Sisyphus, noticing the unkind gaze from someone, hastily switched to shameless flattery with a dry laugh.

Luo En, uninterested in the flatterer's praise, glanced at the chaos outside the Elysian Fields and quickly lowered his voice to remind, "Stop the nonsense, let's take advantage of the distraction and get out of here quickly!"

Although the most dangerous place is often the safest,

he had already exploited the principle of darkness under the lamp to trick Hades and the other gods of the Netherworld; it's uncertain they wouldn't notice something upon realizing it.

Moreover, once the other side captures the fleeing departed souls, they will surely reintroduce them into Blissful Paradise.

In this situation, they obviously could not continue to hide.

After clarifying his thoughts, Luo En decisively concealed his aura, activated "Goat's" Divine Speed, and dashed out of the gates of the Elysian Fields.

Watching the two disappearing in the dust, Sisyphus looked at Adonis collapsed on the ground, had no choice but to pinch his nose, pick up his difficult brother, and frantically activated his Divine Bloodline, hurrying after them.