The Greece Antagonist

The following morning, sweet wines and delicious food continuously arrived in Thessaly from various city-states, comforting the weary hearts and bodies of the guards with their overflowing aromas; streets were festooned with lights, and priests ignited sacred flames and scattered spices everywhere, diluting the inherent solemnity and chilling aura of the city, bringing a thick festive atmosphere.

Even before daylight had fully broken, the radiant Heavenly Queen Hera had dragged the main character of this celebration and feast from his bed and hauled him into the dressing room.

"Are you really going to be a bridesmaid and the marriage officiant?"

Seeing Hera eagerly preparing, Luo En could only be dragged around like a marionette to wash, dress, and put on makeup...

Once everything was ready, the groom, dressed in his military uniform, officially set out amid focused attention and cheers, arriving at the door of the Cainis family.

According to tradition, Luo En should have taken out a prepared bundle of rods, knocked three times on the door of the bride's home to invite and show his sincerity and determination to marry his "Divine Wives."

But this time, in his hand was not a bundle of rods but a magic wand prepared in advance by the Wine God believers.

A steady knocking sound arose, and the well-prepared Thetis gently opened the door, leading out four similarly dressed individuals.

Today's brides were also in long white dresses, embroidered with golden patterns, like maidens about to be married.

Yet, at the same time, some had spears on their backs, others had quivers at their hips, or magic wands in their hands; they had not parted with their weapons, and beneath their sacred wedding garments, each wore light armor for easy movement.

The combination of elegance and martial prowess did not diminish their charisma but rather added a bold and valiant air.

Onlookers, struck by the sight, couldn't help but burst into discussion.

"Cainis, that tomboy, is finally getting married; after this, our Thessaly's foremost beauty will also be taken."

"Our Arcadian Queen is the epitome of womanhood! Beautiful and can fight, her arrow shooting is so accurate!"

"You all should wash your brains early, a woman's gentleness is what attracts, just like our Colchis's Princess Medea!"

"Right, we Spartans agree! Princess Helen's beauty is unmatched!"

"..."

After a brief silence, the onlookers from Thessaly, Arcadia, Colchis, and Sparta glared fiercely at each other.

"Cainis is number one!"

"Queen Atalanta, the epitome of womanhood!"

"Princess Medea is the best!"

"Princess Helen is the most beautiful!"

Soldiers, mages, and even religious figures from various city-states couldn't help standing by their beliefs, engaging in a fierce oral gymnastics with the heretics around them.

"Brothers, let's get them!"

Soon, the spit-flying arguments turned into a vigorously moral friendly exchange.

However, a few agitators who had gotten ahead of themselves were caught in the act by the arriving Divine Blood Guard and violently subdued.

As punishment, instead of enjoying the festivities, they were directly dragged out and thrown onto the city walls to stand guard.

Munching on dry meat and sipping on the mere jar of sweet wine they received, they looked at the lively scenes within the city, filled with regret.

What are we even arguing about? It's not our wedding, is it?

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed soldier saw the scorched earth outside the city slightly tremble, a black wave was pushing forward from the Thessaly Mountain Range.

As the distance closed, the soldier saw figures shrouded in dust and smoke, and his face turned pale. He quickly lit the sacred flame and rang the disaster bell.

It was a beast tide!

Meanwhile, on the parade ground of the camp, gods, heroes, and humans gathered in the square, sharing wine and food together. The party that had completed the earlier rituals was also ready to perform the final ceremony in front of all eyes.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The shrill warning and the prolonged sound of the disaster bell instantly diluted the festive atmosphere.

"What's the panic? It's just the Giant Spirit Clan using a beast tide to scout, they are far from launching a full assault! This little trouble, the protective barriers and the city walls are more than enough to handle it, it's not your turn to worry, everyone, sit down, the ceremony will continue!"

Hera waved her hand and snorted coldly, her composure and calm immediately reassured the somewhat tense crowd, who continued to lift their cups and drink merrily, enjoying this last bout of revelry.

Luo En glanced at Hera, who was maintaining order, and then at Thetis, who brought a tray in front of him. Reluctantly, he lifted the silk cloth, took the grapevine flower crowns, and placed them one by one on the heads of the four Atalantas, and with his fingertips dampened with a bit of wine, he gently touched their foreheads, giving a symbolic blessing, showing that he, as the God of Wine, accepted the four newly wed "Divine Wives."

Seeing this, Love God Aphrodite, who had taken over the conducting duties, nodded with a sense of accomplishment.

"Very good, next step, seal the pact!"

However, as soon as Aphrodite started to speak, several boulders with diameters of hundreds of meters flew in from outside the city, colliding with the protective barrier, causing the entire Thessaly City to shake violently, and some fragments that broke through the light curtain fell around the Love God.

But Aphrodite didn't even blink, continuing her walk towards the five newlyweds on the field.

After a whirlwind of dust and smoke, Aphrodite and the five were completely unharmed, even the flying gravel seemed to intentionally avoid them.

"It seems that even the cruelest death cannot destroy the flower nurtured by love!"

The Love God stood amidst the flying gunpowder, mocking the ineffectiveness of the God of Death.

Everyone was stunned, then burst into laughter, eagerly urging the completion of the wedding.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Luo En waved his hand and summoned five cups of Divine Wine from the Magic Circle Diagram, raising a toast with his brides.

"By the Divine Law, our blood is thicker than water..."

"We, connected by bloodline!"

The solemn vows echoed over the plaza, the five raised their glasses and drank them down, proclaiming the conclusion of the wedding and the blending of their bloodlines and destinies.

Then, Luo En tore off his outer garment, revealing a suit of silver armor, and shouted loudly.

"Expeditionary Army, fall in!"

Hercules, Chiron, the Spartan twins, Medicine God, and other heroes rose from their seats, gathering in front of the celebration platform.

Luo En's gaze swept across each familiar face, then, holding hands with Atalanta and the others, he personally led them into the ranks, deeply entrusting,

"They are in your hands now."

As the participants of the celebration heard this, they suddenly realized that Atalanta and the others were also in the expeditionary army's roster.

For a moment, gods, heroes, and humans alike were moved and thus understood the intent of this wedding held by the Allied Commander.

—On the surface of the earth, his life will exist with Thessaly!

—Beneath the ground, his wife will walk with danger!

At this time, Luo En let go of his wives' hands, personally serving wine to each hero, conducting the last farewell.

After completing all this, he slightly raised his hand, shouting to everyone around.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in raising a glass!"

Deities, heroes, and humans all rose, as if by an unspoken agreement.

Luo En took out the golden goblet filled with wine from the Magic Circle Diagram, and drank heartily.

"We, blood thicker than water!"

"We, connected by bloodline!"

The response was unified, thousands speaking as one.

In this moment, there were no distinctions of gods, heroes, or humans, no distinctions of places like Athens, Thessaly, or Sparta, they shared the same bloodline, the same identity, together they forged this invincible line of defense with their flesh and blood!

Before the battle, Luo En once again reiterated the mission and expectations to the fifty heroes assembled in front of him.

"Gentlemen, as planned, I need you to penetrate deep into the heartland of the Giant Spirit Clan, destroy the Titan Temple, and secure the final victory for Thessaly, can you do it?"

"Glory belongs to—Argo Expeditionary Army!"

The heroes all raised their right hands simultaneously, pounding their chests, their shouts echoing like thunder.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Simultaneously, streams of Magic Power shot out, blocks of boulders fell, the protective wall's light dimmed, and the battle outside grew more intense.

"Boom!"

Immediately after, mountains trembled, the earth split, countless dark-skinned giants and nine towering and fearsome Titans, flanked by their monarch, ascended to the surface, proclaiming the arrival of terror.

Luo En cast one last glance at the Argo Expeditionary Army he had chosen himself, burst into a hearty laugh, raised the Gun of Nation Creation in his hand, and pointed towards the dense shadows outside the city.

"Gods, join me in the march, clear the path for our heroes!"

"At your command, my God!"

The deities drained their final cup of fortifying wine, smashed the cups, laughing as they rose, congregating under the flag of the Allied Commander, rushing to the battlefield, becoming the vanguard together.

The final battle, commenced!