The Greece Antagonist

Meanwhile, in the pitch-dark, slippery underground passageways.

Luo En looked at the web of routes that spread out in all directions and the heroes who had vanished without a trace, and a slight frown appeared between his brows.

They were all adults, each responsible for their own actions.

Though he was a shepherd, he was not a nanny; it was impossible for him to take responsibility for everyone.

Other Divine Blood Heroes could be selectively abandoned, but Hercules and the Sparta twins were tied to the "fate" that he and Zeus were contesting for, and they couldn't easily perish here.

Luo En steadied his mind, letting his senses flood out like a tide, searching for the trace of Hercules and the Sparta twins.

Fortunately, they wore Sacred Robes specially crafted by the Sanctuary; even in this sunless underground, Luo En could still faintly sense their location. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

However, at this moment, their presence was mixed with a bunch of raging dark Divinity, clearly indicating they had already clashed with the giant spirits of the underground, an ominous situation.

Luo En had no time to think, immediately activating the "Goat's" Divine Speed, and he shot towards the area where the two were located.

However, just as he had covered several dozen meters, the surroundings instantly changed.

Atop the churning red and black mire of a lake, a black cube that constantly changed shape twisted on its own, while sinister and murky magical runes gradually spread over the surface of the entire dark container.

Auras of death, eeriness, and brutality began to permeate the surroundings.

At the same time, Luo En's eyes beheld a world in ruins: the stars in the sky no longer existed, replaced by a pitch-black celestial body, its edges swirling with red and black sludge.

The void continuously poured malice onto the ravaged earth, all light was devoured, and in the lake, the red and black mire stirred as countless dry bones and remains floated to the surface.

Among them were wing-broken Nymphs, heartless Titan Monsters, twisted Golden Corpses, and sever-headed Bronze Giants...

"Giggle, it seems we have quite an impressive guest."

Amid the tinkling laughter, a captivating girl stood upon the surface of the lake, blinking her amber eyes and looking curiously at the guest who'd been invited to this dead world, her tongue playing around her lips, her gaze growing intense.

"You smell so good..."

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"Pfft!"

The swinging nameless axe-sword, accompanied by the mournful Thunderbolt, sliced through the darkness, severing the massive heads of two giants.

However, the headless bodies did not fall; red and black divine light spurted from their necks, automatically drawing their severed heads back to the stump.

With the flesh on their necks writhing, the two giants in the darkness recovered in the blink of an eye. They roared angrily, swinging arms covered in hard stones, and continued their assault on the formidable foe who had dealt them death.

Hercules furrowed his brow, wielding the anonymous axe-sword in his hands with instincts beyond the ordinary, blocking the fierce attacks of the giants.

A metallic clashing, grating on the ears, exploded in rapid succession within the confined space, shaking loose falling stones, making the entire passageway wobble precariously.

The Sparta twins, in charge of opening a path from the opposite direction, saw the scene before them and several Divine Blood Heroes around them, almost all injured, and their faces darkened.

In this special home ground, the giant spirits, with the protection of the earth, could continually absorb Earth Divinity, making them almost immortal entities!

On the other hand, the human heroes, often awakened with different Bloodlines and talents, many could not adapt to the dark underground environment. Facing the giants' elusive attacks and their extraordinary Self-healing, casualties kept occurring, and they were now at a definitive disadvantage.

The best course of action was to withdraw quickly from this perilous area and regroup on the surface, utilizing humanity's strength in coordinated military tactics to turn the tide.

But while it's easy to enter, it's hard to leave.

The corridor they had traveled through was sealed off at some point, and the path they remembered had changed beyond recognition.

It seemed as though the dark underground was alive, constantly shifting the passageways, aiming to trap them in cooperation with the giant spirit clan and leave them to die here.

Now, there was trouble...

The twin brothers exchanged a glance, their brows knotted in frustration, looking somewhat resentfully at their imprudent teammates.

The previously impetuous Divine Blood Heroes, knowing they were in the wrong, lowered their heads awkwardly and huddled close to Hercules and the Sparta twins, desperately seeking a way out.

"There's wind ahead!"

A demigod of Hermes excitedly pointed towards a pitch-black fork in the road on the left ahead, alerting the others.

If there was air movement, could this be a path leading to the surface?

The twins hesitated for a moment, then looking back at the growing numbers of giants in the darkness behind them and Hercules, who was gradually becoming exhausted, they reluctantly clenched their teeth and gave orders in a low voice.

"Those with light injuries, stay on the outside; those with serious injuries, on the inside. Watch out for the stone walls on both sides, don't get too close to these things, let's move!"

The dozen or so Divine Blood Heroes immediately nodded, instinctively forming a solid formation, and followed the Sparta twins' lead, pressing into the forked passageway.

Originally, there were over thirty heroes who had entered the underground, but after several sudden attacks by the underground giants, a third of their number had been lost.

With such a painful lesson learned, even the proudest and most reckless heroes knew what to do to maximize their chances of survival in the current situation.

And as the last teammate squeezed into the forked road, Hercules, who was covering the rear, lifted his arm wrapped in golden Thunderbolt and punched the stone wall beside him.

"Boom!"

With a dull explosion, shattered rocks cascaded down, quickly filling the passageway and temporarily blocking the pursuit of the giants.