The Greece Antagonist

Chaos Sea Domain.

In the primordial womb that nurtured the "World Bubbles," stars disappeared, the length of time was immeasurable, and the dimensions of space were imperceptible, with vast expanses everywhere.

Turbulent Aether Storms continuously tore and twisted everything into irregular clumps of matter.

As one progressed further into the wilderness, the instability in the vicinity intensified, with ever-increasing space rifts and compressed Chaos clumps around, and the rolling Chaos waves stirred the viscous Aether Factor as if they would never cease.

Yet, in this harsh environment where even Chaos Sea Beasts rarely survived, a fully enclosed warship, sparkling with Magic Light Patterns, struggled forward against the Chaos waves.

Inside the cabin, the fir planks, strengthened by layers of Magic Formulas and Authority blessings, creaked loudly. Over fifty figures stationed at their posts swayed back and forth with the sway of the ship.

Jason gazed out at the endless Chaos and darkness beyond the light patterns, the bloodshot in his eyes and fatigue gradually increasing.

After an unknown duration, he rubbed his somewhat sore eyes and patiently wrote down today's nautical logs and annotations of different Chaos zones on a parchment.

As the tip of his pen scratched, Jason's gloomy mood also lightened slightly.

He had to admit, this journey with an uncertain future was dreary and long.

Sometimes he even wondered if he should have left behind the carefree life in Iolcos City, forsaking the beautiful maid who served him, and taken his friends who shared life and death with him, to suffer in the Sea of Chaos—was it the right choice?

But whenever he thought of the figures on the Thessaly Battlefield, who gave up their lives forgetful of death, and the blood-boiling expeditions in the Titan Underground Palace, all the clutter and cowardice in Jason's mind dissipated.

Heroes can be greedy, irritable, arrogant, and have all sorts of flaws...

But the one thing they cannot be is cowardly!

And in this world, there are always things they must strive with all their might to accomplish.

Even if it takes thousands of years, humanity as a group ultimately lives for perseverance and persistence, and heroes are the sharpest spears and the most steadfast beacons for their race!

"Pop~"

A hand lightly rested on Jason's shoulder, interrupting his thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" Luo En asked curiously, the swinging fluorite lamp casting a handsome and comforting profile of his face.

Having left the Age of Greek Gods and freed from the grasp of Heavenly Destiny, he naturally had no need to continue hiding in the lower deck, so he often walked around the ship, chatting and laughing with his crew to relieve their gloom from the long voyage.

"I'm wondering when we'll arrive," Jason honestly replied, licking his somewhat dry lips, "Not to hide it from you, but after enduring so long, my mouth is almost tasteless—I can't wait to find somewhere to dock and have a big meal!"

"That, I can't decide, you'll have to ask our guide," Luo En responded with a helpless expression, pointing outside the cabin to a figure wearing a winged cap.

"What has it got to do with me? I told you before, I've never been to this damn place; it was you who insisted on dragging me on board," Hermes entered the room, his face a mask of grievance.

As the legitimate God of Travelers, guiding and determining directions might be his main job, but it should at least be in mainland Greece, right?

Where is this? The Chaos Sea Domain where the concepts of time and space are completely disrupted! The Chief God's Authority doesn't work here at all!

Not to mention him coming here, even if you dug up Chaos and tied him to the ship as a guide dog, it would probably be hopeless.

Hearing Hermes's full of grievances, Luo En spread his hands, quite innocently: "I didn't say you couldn't jump ship."

Hermes glanced at the endless Chaos waves outside the window, and his face suddenly darkened.

Jump ship? Here? Why don't you just kill me.

Buzz!

Just as Hermes was muttering complaints, the ship shook violently, the embedded fluorite lamps flickered, and the surrounding Defensive Spells also began to fluctuate intermittently.

"What's happening?" Luo En's expression became serious upon noticing the changes.

Hermes seemed to think of something, immediately rushed out of the captain's room, looked at the sea, and spoke excitedly.

"It seems like we've just exited the central area of the Chaos Sea Domain!"

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately came up to the deck and indeed found that the compressed Chaos clumps at sea were gradually thinning out, and the blowing space storms were weakening, relieving his heart significantly as a stone in his chest slowly fell to the ground.

According to Hermes's description, if the original "Chaos" was likened to a womb nurturing all things, then the "Chaos Sea Domain" was the amniotic fluid carrying "new life," and each "God Era World" born from it existed like an "ovum."

Although they originated from the "disorder" of Chaos, to stabilize their existence and not be assimilated by Chaos, they needed to build "orderly" World Laws within themselves and eventually grow into independent entities over time.

This process was considerably lengthy and arduous, and the more complete and powerful the Divine Era, the more difficult it was to nurture, and accordingly, the fewer in number.

And Luo En's goal was to find a power capable of confronting Zeus, which was almost equivalent to challenging the Heavenly Destiny of the entire Age of Greek Gods.

Thus, the destination of the Argo was undoubtedly another Divine Era World whose scale and potential were no less than that of the Age of Greek Gods, making the journey of the Argo extremely difficult.