Chapter 1779
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Chapter 1779 The Wrath of Poseidon
Olympus.
Poseidon looked at the golden imprint changing again above his head, his expression somewhat unpleasant.
After two days of observation, it could be basically confirmed that this mysterious pattern hanging over Olympus would change once a day, and this frequency of change gave Poseidon a vague sense of foreboding.
Just then, a streak of light flew from the distance and landed on this main peak.
It was a blood-covered deity whose aura had become extremely weak. He propped himself up with a strangely shaped staff in one hand, barely maintaining his posture before the golden throne.
“Dionysus?” Seeing the face before him, Poseidon narrowed his eyes. “You came back alone?”
“We were ambushed by the Silent Angel at the southern border of Great Xia… Damn, that guy was too strong. Even Artemis and I together were no match for him. If I didn’t have so many escape techniques, I would probably be buried at the bottom of the sea now.” Dionysus spoke with a gloomy expression.
Poseidon nodded slightly without speaking.
Ares not returning was within his and Hades’ expectations, but of the two major gods who went to the southern border, only one escaped back… Losing two major gods in succession was very unfavorable for Olympus in its current state.
Dionysus looked up at the sky above Olympus, and after hesitating for a moment, he still asked:
“By the way, what is that thing?”
“It appeared two days ago, projected from our source, changing once a day… but what it specifically portends is still unclear.”
“Two days ago? Changes once a day?” Dionysus was stunned, his expression immediately becoming strange.
“What? You recognize it?”
“…What did it look like yesterday and the day before?”
Poseidon pointed to the ground in front of the golden throne, where two imprints were clearly visible. “These imprints come from the source, perhaps with some hidden meaning, so I recorded all of them to study slowly.”
When Dionysus saw the two imprints, his mouth twitched slightly. “Does… none of you understand Chinese?”
“?? Chinese?”
“Yes, the one up there is the Chinese character for ‘eight,’ yesterday’s was ‘nine,’ and the day before was ‘ten’… This isn’t some omen from the source, it’s a countdown!”
Hearing Dionysus’s answer, Poseidon was completely stunned.
“Chinese… but why would something from our source be in Chinese?” Poseidon felt that all of this seemed somewhat unreal.
“Those who can use Chinese are naturally people from Great Xia. Think carefully about when this imprint appeared two days ago.”
Poseidon recalled carefully, and his face immediately turned ashen!
He hadn’t noticed before, but thinking about it now, the time of the source’s anomaly almost coincided with Great Xia’s God Hunting Festival, and the imprints projected from the source happened to be in Chinese… So, was all this Great Xia’s doing?!
“They used our source to mark our divine realm with a countdown?!”
A powerful aura erupted from Poseidon, causing the sea surface around the Olympus mountains to boil instantly. He gripped his trident tightly, feeling as if he would explode with anger. “These Great Xia people… what exactly do they want to do?!”
Dionysus coughed twice, a pool of crimson blood appearing in his palm. He spoke coldly, “Great Xia’s god hunting this time is obviously serious… Although I don’t know what methods they used to mark Olympus with a countdown, their intention should be very clear…
They want to destroy Olympus within ten days.”
“Ten days? Do they think they’re the Moral Heavenly Lord of the past?!” Poseidon glared in the direction of Great Xia. “A bunch of human ants, actually becoming so arrogant… truly seeking death.”
Dionysus recalled the scene of being hunted by the Silent Angel and still hesitantly spoke:
“But Great Xia’s combat power is indeed not to be underestimated now. If we want to retaliate against Great Xia, it will be difficult to gain the upper hand.”
Poseidon’s aura faltered slightly. He stood silently for a long time, his eyes climbing with cold intent. “I don’t believe it. Great Xia’s territory is so vast… can they really protect everyone?”
“You mean…”
“I’m going out for a while. If anything happens, find that guy Hades first.”
As Poseidon’s words fell, his form turned into a pool of seawater and disappeared. The next moment, an earth-shattering tsunami surged frantically into the deep mist!
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Great Xia.
“Beautiful Girl Idol’s Kiss??”
Seeing this line before him, Lin Qiye’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
What kind of game is this?
No matter how you look at it, it sounds like an R-rated game, right? Using this type of game to let Youli Tangbai play, can he really comprehend the game rules?
But thinking carefully, it seems reasonable that an old otaku locked up here would have such hobbies…
Lin Qiye was frantically complaining in his heart, but it wasn’t appropriate to say it directly now. Judging by Shen Qingzhu’s colorful expression beside him, his guess was probably the same as his own… As for Youli Tangbai, he still seemed very excited, without any surprised expression.
Just then, several small lines of text appeared again:
[Mission Background: Global super-popular beautiful girl idol Ai Meimei is about to hold a concert at Asia’s largest sports venue. Tens of thousands of fanatical fans are about to go crazy for her. As one of the world’s few conscientious journalists, you decide to expose Ai Meimei’s lip-syncing performance here, throwing this fake girl packaged by the company into the abyss of public opinion… For this, you are willing to use any means, even violence]
[Mission Objective: Defeat Ai Meimei]
[Number of Participants: 3]
[Mission Requirements:
1: Individual players can respawn after a time delay upon death. Once all players are in a state of death simultaneously, the game is deemed failed;
2: During the mission, no harm can be caused to ordinary spectators present, otherwise the one causing harm will die immediately;
3: Unless the mission is completed or failed, the game will continue, and all participants cannot leave;]
[Note: Due to the presence of players with values exceeding the overload limit among the participants, the system has automatically adjusted their values.]
After quickly scanning the game introduction before him, Lin Qiye breathed a slight sigh of relief… Fortunately, it wasn’t the erotic game he thought it was.
But these rules, this background, no matter how you look at it, doesn’t seem like a proper combat game?
Just as Lin Qiye was puzzled, the super large screen in the stage suddenly lit up, and a huge digital countdown began to jump on it. All the fans present immediately became fanatically excited, with unstoppable cheers seeming to shatter their eardrums!
“3…2…1!”
As tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, the countdown on the screen reached zero. The next moment, dazzling strong lights suddenly lit up from all parts of the stadium!
Boom boom boom boom——!!!
Amid the wave-like cheers, missiles shot into the sky from around the stadium, exploding in the night sky. The surging flames instantly filled the horizon. The fans present showed no panic at all; instead, their shouts became even louder!
