Argos.

A large city-state thousands of miles from Greece.

Perched high on the Argos Mountains.

It is the only overlord of the Argos Plain.

With hundreds of thousands of people, tens of thousands of warriors!!

Just half a month ago, the king of Argos ordered the overthrow of the statue of Zeus standing in the North Sea.

For a while, Argos seemed to be synonymous with overlordship among all the nations!!

No one can beat the limelight!!

At the mention of the word Argos, almost all of them were amazed.

This is especially true of King Argos, who is admired by his people wherever he goes.

But now.

King Argos, however, seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.

His face was wrinkled, and his hair turned gray in a day.

The entire city-state of Argos was in a panic for a day, and the city was almost destroyed!!

The god he had been despising had actually appeared, and he was Hades, the god of the underworld, the master of hell.

A living god!!

The wrath of the gods, which his small city-state of Argos could not bear.

What's more, the arrival of the gods also brought with it a monster that was so huge that it had no bounds.

The legendary monster of the North Sea: the Kraken.

The entire city-state of Argos was flooded by the sea almost overnight.

Originally, he was admired by his own people, but now, he is spurned and disgusted by his own people.

When Hades left, he said that unless Acris sacrificed the beautiful princess Andrew Meda to the gods, the calamity would always be with him and his city-state.

The boundless beast of the North Sea is now roaming the vicinity of the city-state of Argos, ready to launch a final attack.

The city-state of Argos was completely destroyed, and that was just the thought of the gods on high.

But Andrew Meada is his only daughter, how can he be willing to give it......

……

"Father, if sacrificing me alone can keep the people of the entire city-state alive, then ...... My daughter is willing to make this sacrifice......"

In the middle of a huge palace.

Andrew Meada crept up to King Argos and spoke softly.

"No, you can't!"

Akristen stood up from his throne with a thud and refused without even thinking about it.

"But ......"

"Nothing! You are the only daughter of your father, how can you be a father to make you sacrifice, there must be another way, it will definitely be!! ”

Yakris frowned, and muttered incessantly......

"I can give it a try!"

That's when it happened.

On the side, in a corner, a slightly deep voice suddenly sounded......

is a flat-headed youth.

He is a burly figure with bulging muscles.

"You are?"

Yakris raised an eyebrow.

He didn't seem to know the man in front of him.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Borseus, I am from Greece, I was exiled here, on the way, Hades, the god of the underworld, killed my parents, and I have a feud with him!!"

The flat-headed man's voice was a little chilly, and his eyes were red......

"I witnessed the horrific miracles performed by Hades, and learned that Hades would unleash the North Sea monster Kraken to punish the world, and that you must sacrifice the beautiful Princess Andrew Meda to the gods to avoid this catastrophe!!"

Perseus continued: "Please don't do this, Your Majesty, this is Hades' conspiracy, he is completely deceitful, and the gods have no such promise!! ”

"Even if there were, the king would not give his daughter!!"

Arcris bent over, his tone slightly hurried, and his voice was categorical, interrupting Bolseus.

Although he doesn't have much ambition in politics, he still values his own daughter!!

"I can help you, save your daughter, it just so happens that your daughter also saved me once!!"

Boresius continued to speak.

"You?"

Akris glanced up at Perseus, his tone full of disbelief.

He can't do anything in a huge country, the other party is just himself, what can he do?

Singled out? Did he beat the gods?

"Dear King Argos, this matter cannot be succeeded by anyone except Perseus!!"

Just when Yakris was about to refute.

A crisp female voice suddenly came from the huge palace.

Like spring water, trickling down, people listen, in the hot summer, a sweet feeling.

It makes people deep in the floating world, but there is a feeling of the bright moon in the sky and the breeze.

It makes people intoxicated by the beautiful music melody and "intoxicated and does not know the way back".

It's hard to believe that this could be a human !!

The voice was long, slowly spreading......

Accompanied by the sound, there was a faint shadow slowly coming......

What a beautiful woman is that!!

A lock of beautiful black hair fluttered down like a waterfall, curved eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes that hooked the soul, a beautiful nose, and a slight redness of pink cheeks. Dripping cherry-like cherry lips. The face of a melon seed like a flower is as clear as jade. The snow muscles are as crystal as snow as snow and ice, and the body is graceful and slender, beautiful and vulgar!!

This is a woman who is comparable to Helen, the world's first beauty!!

"Who are you?"

Yakris's eyes widened, "How did you get in, guard, guard......"

"I'm not human, they can't see me, and if you call !! for nothing"

The woman spoke softly and glanced at Arcris, "Besides, with your current control over this country, will there still be soldiers who will listen to you?" ”

"You ......"

Yakris's face turned red......

"Her name is Io, and she is the daughter of Erakos, king of Pilaszi......"

Bolseus hurriedly stepped forward: "Io is not a human and not a god, because he was pursued by Zeus and was chased by Hera, the queen of heaven, escaped under the guidance of the Titan god Prometheus, and became the goddess Isis of Egypt, but he also lost his identity as a normal person......"

……

Nansha.

This is the southernmost part of the continent, a wasteland within a wasteland.

As far as the eye can see, there is no yellow sand in sight, and here, you can't even see the slightest bit of green vitality, and as for the human population, it is impossible to exist!!

The vast yellow sand of the Gobi stretches far beyond the infinite sky, and it is covered with coarse sand and gravel, and when you step on it, it rustles.

Dry ditches lay lifeless on them.

Here, the sky is no longer blue, and as far as the eye can see, it is gray, and even the sun seems to have lost its due light.

The turbulent haze, swept heavily from there to th, rushing through the dark desert, roaring......

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

And in the very center of this place, at this moment, a sound similar to a human heartbeat suddenly came out......

The sound is so loud that it is deafening......

(End of chapter)