Chapter 703: Pressure! Increase the Intensity

To be honest, if the Olympian gods were strong enough and showed courage or means, they could step on Chaos, punch Az, and then turn around and suppress the former god king's rebellion with the force of a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves... If they really did this, there would be no chance for Ryan.

The actual development of the situation was that the Olympian gods who had not been in battle for a long time could not defeat the dozen or so Aztec evil gods who fought hard to come out.

You said that those crazy Aztec gods who merged and split, split and merged again were completely crazy, but it didn't count. I don't know if it was Yulia who taught them to play a trick to turn the Tiangang upside down.

"No, we are the noble people of Olympus...ah!"

In the fallen Greek city-states, the people of all ethnic groups who were once slaves lined up to sacrifice the masters they were forced to serve! The noble people of Olympus, to the new gods who liberated them.

As long as the life and soul of the old master are used as sacrifices, the new master's favor can be obtained. In the face of this situation, with sufficient military support, any slave is willing to do it.

Even some slave leaders were allowed to take the wives and daughters of their former masters as slaves.

It is true that how deeply the Greek citizens oppressed and persecuted them, how strong their resistance is now.

This operation that inspired the loyalty of Greek slaves greatly enhanced the power of faith obtained by the Aztec gods.

What's more, they are not as crazy as they were at the beginning.

Ryan asked Yulia to unify them in the name of the Daughter of the World, which invisibly weakened their chaotic attributes. They are willing to abide by certain disciplines and rules, and actually have signs of shifting to the lawful side early on.

As a standard lawful evil devil, Yulia's influence on them is not insignificant.

Such a counter-attack is quite fatal to the Olympian gods, which shakes the foundation of their rule and the power of faith.

If Zeus fails to deal with his father and grandfather quickly, the Holy Mountain may have changed its owner when he returns, and even his wife may be eaten by the other party in a physical sense.

Zeus and Hera's anxiety naturally spread to their subordinates, and the other ten main gods were the first to bear the pressure.

Artemis and her friends outside have secretly formed a small group, which can almost be regarded as the Olympus version of [Anti-Pressure]. Artemis felt so wronged. This wild goddess in military uniform and heroic spirit is really powerful, but her teammates are too bad.

Apollo is still quite capable, but Ares is particularly pitfall.

It just so happens that the evil gods on the opposite side are slightly lower than Artemis in terms of individual combat power, but not much lower. They are not convinced by each other, and every battle must form a wonderful linkage.

Attack the head and the tail will rescue, attack the tail and the head will rescue, attack the middle and the head and the tail will counterattack together. Basically, the army led by Artemis and her friends never encountered less than five Aztec gods.

And a large number of former slaves were armed to fight against the mortal army in the Greek coalition. Their equipment and fighting skills were not satisfactory, but they were strong in fighting spirit.

They would be hacked to death, stabbed to death, and killed in various ways by the elite Athenian guards, but they would not run away.

They were like crazy people, and they would come desperately to bite the Athenian guards for the last time even if their arms were cut off.

It was very simple. As slaves, they killed their former masters. Once they were defeated, they would definitely be the worst group to die. Without any retreat, they were naturally in high morale and fought to the last moment.

The battle was so magical. The Athenian guards held off the elite eagle warriors of the Aztecs, but lost completely in the auxiliary soldiers.

In addition, they were not superior in the battle of gods, so it would be better if they didn't fight. Almost every time they went to the battlefield, the slave soldiers on the Athenian side became time bombs and would definitely turn against them. It was just a matter of time.

So much so that the Athenians had to forcefully recruit citizens who had never received combat training to serve as soldiers.

These masters who had been eating, drinking, and having fun all day long before the Chaos invasion, and who had the leisure to discuss poetry, art, and philosophy, would never be willing to do such rough work?

This created a new contradiction.

In the Athenian city-state, the situation was visibly corrupted.

That was fine, but Ryan had strengthened the Olympus pantheon.

Downs projected directly outside the Holy Mountain of Olympus, first introducing himself, and then getting straight to the point: "Hey! You don't think that the matter of humiliating my master is over, do you? The entire Chaos pantheon is waiting for your reply. If you don't give us a satisfactory apology, then we are not done with this matter."

When had Hera ever suffered such a humiliation?

Her slender fingers were already filled with divine power, and she almost crushed the armrests of her throne in anger. If Zeus, the unreliable old pervert, was still around, she would definitely let Zeus tear the mouth of this little brat across space.

The situation is stronger than God!

The Olympian pantheon is now in trouble both internally and externally. Hera can't stand up straight. She helplessly projects a virtual image: "We were not careful in considering the matter of borrowing your junior brother as the Olympian [pillar]. But such a condition is too much, isn't it?"

"Haha!" Tang Si sneered. How could he be polite to such a vicious old witch? "Too much? If this is not too much, then we borrow your main god as a maid, which is also very suitable!"

"You..." Hera's eyes were wide open. If she was just a little bit, she would not be able to maintain her sacred and noble demeanor and curse out some unbearable dirty words.

Who is Tang Si?

A master who is not afraid of heaven or earth!

If there is no teaching and suppression from Ryan, he can be ten thousand times more domineering than he is now.

"Interesting! Is the Olympian pantheon based on strength or status to say that my junior brother is a bullshit [pillar of heaven]? Since you have no objective judgment of your own power, then we will let you know what the [power projection] of a powerful pantheon looks like."

When Downs said this, Hera was really anxious: "Wait, His Majesty Zeus is fighting against his subjects. I have no right to make such a major decision for him..."

Downs' smile was bright and full of threats: "It's okay, we have plenty of time to slowly 'discuss', and when you recognize your position as a younger brother, we will talk again."

Dongs threatened so bluntly, using the 'common statement', Hera can't say that she is unhappy, she can only say that she is very unhappy!

She was a bit desperate and screamed, "Wait, aren't you afraid..."

"Want to tell the Lord of Chaos the coordinates of our world? Whatever! But you have to be prepared for a full-scale war with our pantheon. By then, there will be one more world destroyed in this universe." Tang Si put away his smile, and his fierce and expressive eyes were deeply influenced by Ryan.

Hera suddenly trembled all over.

Yes! [Destroyer of All Worlds]. Her husband Zeus dared not even think about such a fierce power!