At this time, a month has passed since Wang Mo and the alliance meeting of the gods, and this month's time, they are all preparing, preparing props, preparing materials, preparing the coalition army, preparing the qiē that can be prepared, because, the next battle, it can be said that it is a battle against the water, victory, it is the king, defeat, it is completely shattered.

Wang Mo and the high-level of the coalition have already negotiated with each other, because the other gods have more or less grievances with each other, and no one obeys anyone, and in the end, whether it is respect in strength or compromise with each other, anyway, Wang Mo is sitting on the position of the leader of the alliance this time.

Although there is no problem between the upper echelons of the coalition army at all, the underground minions are different.

This holy war, is not just a war between these gods and several main gods on the Olympus Sacred Mountain, but a full-scale war, in order to maintain their full state, the necessary cannon fodder is also indispensable, the heavenly fighters on the Olympus Sacred Mountain, although the strength is nothing in the eyes of their great gods, but even a little bit of consumption, and the failure of this holy war, it is definitely not what they want to see, so, the cannon fodder, also need to run in.

Although whether it is between the saint fighters, the god fighters, the sea fighters or the underworld fighters, because of so many holy wars, the grievances between them are also not small, in order to make these cannon fodder can form combat effectiveness to the fullest, Wang Mo can be said to use all means and do everything.

As the saying goes, there are four irons in life, and they go through the window together. Carried guns together, prostituted together, prostituted, prostituted, and shared dirty together. Fellow classmates, just carry a gun, it's too late, then, in order to save time, Wang Mo can only resort to last resort.

Eat. Drink. Prostitution, gambling, smoking, plus Wang Mo's powerful policies for these top bosses. After a month of getting along. Go on the loose. This group of cannon fodder finally put down their respective shelves and hatreds, even if they can't be close to the other fighters. But it's okay to fight together for the same goal. Of course, this way of enhancing feelings is not without shortcomings, after a month of extreme indulgence, this group of cannon fodder has not improved their strength, not to mention, some of them are weak-willed, and their strength has regressed, if it weren't for the fact that these fighters themselves are very strong, they may not wait for the war to start, and they will be defeated by these sugar-coated shells first.

In short, there are gains and losses, who told Wang Mo that time is in a hurry, anyway, they are all cannon fodder versions of the store, and Wang Mo will no longer care about these.

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In the hearts of the Greeks, the sacred mountain of Olympus is the center of the entire earth, it is outside the three realms, flying around the earth in the sky, whenever its figure coincides with the sun and the moon, the divine light emitted by the gods who live on the sacred mountain to rule over mankind and dominate the world will cancel each other out with the moonlight and sunlight, forming a solar eclipse or lunar eclipse. And whenever this moment appears, that is, when the divine power between heaven and earth is the thinnest, there will be a powerful demon king who will take the opportunity to appear in the world and poison the living beings.

No one knows whether these legends are true or not, and no one has ever verified them, but today, it is the time to witness miracles.

Black represents solemnity, mystery, and death......

Wang Mo was dressed in a finely made black uniform, looking at the top of the holy area, looking at the busy scene under his feet with an indifferent expression.

Today is the day of the expedition, and the entire Sanctuary has fallen into the tense busyness before the expedition.

In the sky above the ancient arena, a giant battleship was floating in the air, and a team of Saint Seiya students were working hard to carry supplies upwards under the care of the Bronze Saint Seiya, a tense and busy scene.

How can there be a giant ship here? This is not a science fiction world, besides, wasn't the Red Queen brought by Wang Mo?

Yes, it's not a science fiction world, but I didn't say this giant ship is a spaceship, right? It was a great ship, but a literal one, made entirely of wood, with towering sails erected and huge oars swinging back and forth. What the? Sail? Oars? That's right, this is a real ancient warship, a huge warship that can float beyond imagination, and its name is called, Noah.

In the ancient arena, more than two hundred saint fighters, god fighters, sea fighters, and underworld fighters who were ready to go, gathered together in groups of three or five, talking in a low voice, at this moment, although they were wearing different fighting clothes, their expressions were no different from those of a family, because they were prostitutes, prostitutes, and comrades-in-arms who were about to carry guns together.

They were nervous, but more often than not, excited. The life of a fighter is to constantly challenge the limit, grow and grow in blood and fire, and reflect the value in continuous battles, this way of survival is very fulfilling, but it is also very hard and tiring. Now, the ultimate goal has finally appeared, as long as they defeat the Olympus Sacred Mountain and enter the heavenly realm, they are the most powerful beings in the world, and when the time comes, they can put down the endless battles and enjoy the fun of life to the fullest, and they can go to live a paradise-like life in the holy realm for more than a month every day (the corruption is too strict, we have to reject yellow, refuse to gamble, refuse to ping-pong...... Forehead...... I apologize...... ）。

The materials are ready, the personnel are ready, and everything is ready.

Suddenly, several figures appeared in the sky, flying towards the arena like gods, and landed on a specially prepared oath platform.

The person who came was none other than the leader of the coalition army, Wang Mo, Athena, Hades, Hades, and Poseidon, the sea emperor.

Wang Mo stood in front of the gods, his chin raised slightly, looking at the countless pairs of eyes gathered in the arena, at this moment Wang Mo was really drunk, full of spirit, and all eyes were on him.

Looking at Wang Mo's inevitating figure, whether it was Athena, Hades or Poseidon, all had complicated expressions, their eyes were all staring at Wang Mo, no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts at the moment.

For Wang Mo's strength, all the gods are sensitive and jealous, especially the sea emperor Poseidon, who has fought with Wang Mo and was sealed by Wang Mo himself, looking at Wang Mo's eyes, there is a deep fear hidden, because Poseidon knows that Wang Mo's strength has become stronger.

As for Athena and Hades, they have not really fought with Wang Mo, they are all temptations, especially Hades, when Wang Mo went deep into the underworld to negotiate with him, he had a good discussion with Wang Mo, the lion will never be with the rabbit, it is because Wang Mo's strength has really won the respect of Hades, Hades so happily agreed to Wang Mo's proposal, and the Holy Domain strikes, waiting for Wang Mo to unite with other gods to form a coalition to resist the Olympus Sacred Mountain.

The three great gods looked at Wang Mo in front of them, their hearts fluttered, this Wang Mo became more powerful, perhaps, this man really has the qualifications to be with the god king Zeus.

"Comrades, allow me to address you like that. For thousands of years, no matter which camp we are in, no matter what we are doing, our ideal is the same, that is, to transform the world! Make this world our ideal home! But, did we succeed? No! Are you all living the life you want? Again, no! For thousands of years, all we have had was endless battles, endless killings, and just like that, year after year, generation after generation, a bloody game called holy war was repeated. ”

Wang Mo played the fine tradition of his ancestors, and his tone was low and full of magnetism, although the level was not enough to compare with those politicians, but, with Wang Mo's divine assistance, this temptation, demagoguery, just now, just listening to Wang Mo's voice turned into impassioned, "So, the holy war needs to end!" Therefore, the mastermind behind the holy war, the heavenly realm, needs to be terminated even more! We don't want to waste our youth in the killing! We don't want to be tools of the gods of the heavenly realm! We don't want to be the puppets of Zeus operating the world! We don't want to be pawns that can be abandoned at any time! What we want is a happy, autonomous life! What we want is to enjoy the fruits of humanity's progress! We want to be the true masters of this world! ”

"We will win !!"

"Long live !!"

"Winning !!"

"Ula !!"

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Human World, United States, New York, Manhattan.

In this bustling and corrupt place, when people were enjoying their drunken dreams and dying, suddenly, a shadow covered the entire sky, and when people looked up, they suddenly showed a look of horror.

Giant ships in the sky.

A very huge, beyond people's imagination of a huge wooden ship, attention, it is wooden, just like this, the red fruit floats above people's heads, obscuring the sky and the sun, oh my God, is it God who has appeared!? Well, the gods of this world are only the Olympus gods, even if there was a god before, but now there is no zài......

Please forgive the author's bad taste, and once again put the battlefield in New York, because the author found that it seems that most of the blockbusters in the United States (the author has seen it, and the one that has not seen it does not count ^_^), these scenes that caused great damage all happened in New York, and this time, the author is no exception ^_^

Legend has it that the sacred mountain of Olympus is the center of the entire earth, it is out of the Three Realms, flying around the earth above the sky, no one knows whether it is true or not, but now, Wang Mo tells you that it is true. That's not all, the entire Olympus Mountain still has a huge barrier protection, which was laid by the ancient gods at a great cost, the defense is amazing, and what is surprising is that this barrier has formed a spatial barrier, making the Olympus Mountain form an independent plane, a different dimension, the celestial realm, completely isolating the connection between the Olympus Mountain and the human world.

And the reason why Wang Mo and the others came here and came to New York is because the current heavenly realm has floated here, above Manhattan. (To be continued......)