Me, Hydra

As he said that, Perseus retreated backwards on his horse, but Leonidas was in front of him as Quintus tried to take advantage of his victory to beat the downed dog.

"The reason we are able to fight them like this is because we now hold a geographical advantage that prevents their army from launching a major siege. But if we get to the open wilderness outside the city, we'll only be passive and beaten. Even though the Spartan Praetorian Guard possesses enough strength, the ant bites the elephant, and the opposite side is always an existence that crushes us several times over in terms of troop strength!"

At the words, Quintus frowned, then reluctantly thrust the knife into the scabbard on his back.

"Just, who let you be my officer?"

On hearing this, Leonidas also smiled.

"Of course! We're a big win, want to join us for a drink?"

"Of course!"

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Volume 1: Text-104 - The Blessing of Ignorance

Hydra nodded quietly at the battle report that came back from the messenger in front of her.

Motioning for the messenger to go down, Hydra turned her attention to the side of Skaha.

"How? My soldiers."

Hydra's voice was clearly laced with naked bravado, as Skaha often poked fun at Hydra with the cuchulins.

Nodding his head, Skaha didn't mind, but instead said with a fury, "To be reasonable, I feel like if they were my professors, they'd probably be more effective in combat~"

Skaha was still reluctant to show his weakness with his Confucian forgetfulness, which caused Hydra some frustration, but Hydra quickly put this frustration behind him.

Refocusing his gaze on Skaha, Hydra said calmly, "By the way, you should have felt the movement over in Northern Europe, right?"

Nodding, Skaha spoke somewhat curtly.

"Of course, the Winter of Fenrir you speak of seems to have already begun to spread... the raging blizzard has been mapped through the walls to the individual corners of Mount Olympus. It doesn't look like it'll be long before Northern Europe will see the twilight of the gods you speak of~ I wonder if Odin and the others you speak of will be able to survive this calamity. I'd like to meet them if I can~"

At the news, Hydra shook her head indifferently.

"Eventful... Even with the return of Thor, the Twilight of the Gods is behind more than just the awakening of all the dark creatures... Like you, the Twilight of the Gods is behind the handiwork of those angels... It's terrible, Northern Europe is not much weaker than this Greek myth in terms of strength alone. But the death of that giant progenitor Ymir and that cow indirectly led to the end of this world..."

The giant ancestor, Ymir, and the cow, Oudembra, are the Super Primordial Clan, comparable to the Greek mythology of Kronos and Ananke. The greatness of the Super Primordial Clan is the ultimate power of the world....

"Wait a minute!"

Hydra suddenly knitted her brows in disbelief, because in Hydra's perception, the person who killed the Giant Ancestor Ymir was none other than the current God King Odin....

In the myth, Ymir fainted after once again drinking cow's milk, and then two giants, a man and a woman, appeared from his armpits, who united with each other and soon gave birth to an equally tall and strong son, Baur.

When Bauer grew up, he married the giantess Bastra. Bystra was the daughter of the pair of giants that grew from beneath Ymir's arms, and the sister of the wise giant Mimir. Bauer and Bystra soon gave birth to three sons, Odin, Willy and Vi.

In mythology, after Odin and the other three brothers grew up they were no longer content to live all day long on a cold land where no sun was seen.

Then, uniting all the giants, they joined forces to kill Ymir as he fell asleep once more....

According to Hydra's perception, according to the strength of the Norse mythology could not return to the Twilight of the Gods such a somewhat absurd thing, after all, Ymir's existence in Northern Europe is almost invincible. Relying on the protection of the world, it was basically impossible for the Super Primordial God to be killed by external forces.

And yet Odin and his brothers killed it, which had to make Hydra wonder if Odin had directed the show himself....

Narrowing her eyes, Hydra shook her head.

There was absolutely no way that Odin had directed himself to kill the Super Primordial God, because the existence of the Super Primordial God was tied to the continuation of the world, in other words, the Super Primordial God had been a part of the world from the beginning. To kill the Super Primordial God unless the world's consciousness was blocked....

If there is a line of gods that most want to destroy Norse, then there is no doubt that it must be the line of angelic gods led by Michael. As messengers of God, they can do anything to spread their faith, and it's unknown what's really hidden behind it all....

But then again, would the merciful and peaceful Jehovah of mythology really do such a thing for the spread of his faith?

You know, in mythology, Jehovah is full of mercy even to the drunkards in hell, and looks at them with the same equal eyes with which he looks at the beings in heaven.

And what's more, God is the only god in biblical mythology, which means that Jehovah is among the top of the hierarchy even among the super primitive gods.

Even the old gods are immune to the interference brought about by faith, and as a super-primal god, there is no reason for Jehovah to focus on the relatively "small path" of spreading faith.......

As she thought about it, Hydra's brow grew tighter.

Because Hydra suddenly thought of something that was also very difficult for her to understand.

The Book of the Dead!

It was something that Hydra cared a great deal about, the chaos spread from above was more than disorder even Odin could hardly or unbearably endure, while Hydra was easily immune to its erosion....

Just as Hydra was trying to think deeper, suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in the back of Hydra's head.

The sudden stabbing pain caused Hydra to end his thoughts....

After a moment of silence, Hydra shook her head sadly at Skaha's confused gaze.

"Surely, ignorance is the greatest blessing..."

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Volume 1: Text-105 - Headaches for the Crowd

The autumn winds were blowing and everything was beginning to decay. There was a twilight look all around the main city of Mycenae, and it was clear that this war of Greece against Sparta had been planned for a long time, as evidenced by their near-perfect logistical supply lines.

"Chancellor, that Greek group's supply lines are so strong that every time they escort provisions they take at least two large groups with them, as well as a hero of considerable strength. If we try to destroy their logistical supply lines, it's bound to cause us heavy damage. And once we get tangled up in them and dragged until reinforcements arrive, then what awaits us is a quagmire that we can't get out of..."

Hearing the report from the scout squad, Leonidas nodded slightly and motioned for it to stand down, Leonidas turned his attention to the massive Quintus and the others.

"From the scout squad's report, it's pretty much impossible for us to break them from blocking their resource supplies...what do you all think?"

As he said this, Leonidas placed his flag, which stood for "danger", on the supply lines of the Greek army.

It must be said, the Greek allied logistics supply line is very perfect, the road on both sides are basically wilderness, coupled with a large number of troops to cover, want to defeat the supply line to achieve the strategic objectives of the tactic is basically difficult to achieve .......

"With all due respect, although Sparta's warriors have a natural advantage in individual combat as well as teamwork, the number of enemies is just too large. Counting Mycenae's garrison, our army is only 80,000 in total. And the enemy's 300,000 troops can completely unilaterally exert pressure on us, the Lion's Gate is a narrow plain in front of it, so their army can't complete the closing, but if it's the other two gates... our defense will be very hard."

As she said that, Hippolyta closed her eyes and pondered for a moment before continuing, "It's almost impossible to win through frontal combat, even if the forbidden army's large conical formation if the other side appears more than a plurality of heroes to block the "tip of the cone" of each cone, then it will be difficult for the forbidden army to achieve yesterday's results..."