Olympus.

Poseidon looked at the golden mark above his head that was changing again, his expression a little ugly.

After two days of observation, it has been basically determined that the mysterious pattern hanging over Olympus will change once a day. This frequency of change gives Poseidon a vague premonition in his heart.

At this moment, a stream of light flew from a distance and landed on the main peak.

It was a god covered in blood, and his aura was extremely weak. He held a long, weird-shaped staff in one hand and barely managed to steady himself in front of the golden throne.

"Dionysus?" Seeing the face in front of him, Poseidon narrowed his eyes slightly, "You're the only one back?"

"We were ambushed by the Angel of Silence on the southern border of Daxia... Damn it, that guy is too strong. Even Artemis and I are no match for him. If I hadn't had so many ways to escape, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive now."

He was also buried at the bottom of the sea." Dionysus said with a gloomy face.

Poseidon nodded slightly and said nothing.

Ares failed to come back, which was within his and Hades' expectations. However, of the two main gods who went to the southern border, only one escaped... losing two main gods in a row, this pair of today's Austrians

Limpis is very unfavorable.

Dionysus raised his head and glanced at the sky above Olympus. After hesitating for a moment, he still asked:

"By the way, what is this?"

"It appeared two days ago. It is projected from our origin and changes once a day...but what it foreshadows is not clear yet."

"Two days ago? Changed once a day?" Dionysus was stunned, and his expression suddenly became weird.

"What? Do you know him?"

“…what was it like yesterday and the day before yesterday?”

Poseidon pointed to the ground in front of the golden throne. The two marks were extremely clear, "These marks are from the source, and they may have some kind of hidden meaning, so I recorded them all and studied them slowly.

"

When Dionysus saw the two marks, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Don't you...do any of you understand Chinese?"

"??Chinese?"

"Yes, the one above is 'eight' in Chinese, yesterday's was 'nine', and the day before yesterday was 'ten'... This is not a sign of origin, it is a countdown!"

Poseidon was stunned when he heard Dionysus' answer.

"Chinese... But why is it Chinese in the origin?" Poseidon felt that all of this was a bit unreal.

"Those who can speak Chinese are naturally from Daxia. Think about it carefully, when did this mark appear the day before yesterday?"

Poseidon recalled it carefully, and his face suddenly turned livid!

I didn't notice it before, but now I think about it, the time when the origin changed almost coincided with the time of the Great Xia God Hunting Celebration, and the imprints projected in the origin happened to be in Chinese... So, all of this was done by Great Xia?

!

"They used our origin to put a countdown on our Kingdom of God?!"

A powerful breath burst out from Poseidon, and the sea around the Olympus Mountains suddenly seemed to be boiling. He clutched the trident tightly and felt that his whole body was about to explode with anger. "This

What on earth do these Daxia people want to do?!"

Dionysus coughed twice, and a pool of scarlet blood appeared in the palm of his hand. He said coldly, "The hunting gods of Daxia this time are obviously serious... Although I don't know what methods they used to give them...

The countdown to Olympus is on, but the intention should be very clear...

They will destroy Olympus within ten days."

"Ten days? They think they are the moral gods of the year?!" Poseidon glared in the direction of Daxia, "A group of human ants are so rampant... They are really looking for death."

Dionysus recalled the scene where he was being chased by the Silent Angel, and still hesitated to speak:

"But now Daxia's combat power cannot be underestimated. If we want to go to Daxia to take revenge, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take advantage."

Poseidon's breath stagnated slightly, and he stood silently for a long time, with a chill in his eyes, "I don't believe it anymore, Daxia's territory is so vast... How can they protect everyone?"

"

"you mean……"

"I'm going out. If anything happens, I'll go find that guy Hades first."

After Poseidon finished speaking, his body turned into a pool of sea water and disappeared. The next moment, an earth-shattering tsunami surged crazily into the depths of the mist!

…

Summer.

"Beautiful Girl Idol Kiss??"

Seeing this line of words in front of him, Lin Qiye couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

What kind of game is this?

It sounds like the type of game with eighteen bans, right? If you let Yuri Takishiro play this kind of game, can you really understand the rules of the game?

But if you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable for this old otaku to have such a hobby...

Lin Qiye was complaining crazily in his heart, but he couldn't say it directly now. But looking at Shen Qingzhu's wonderful expression, he must have guessed the same as himself... As for Yuri Takibai, she still seemed very excited and not surprised at all.

expression.

Just then, a few lines of small words appeared again:

[Mission background: The world's most popular beauty idol Aimee is about to hold a concert at the largest sports venue in Asia. Tens of thousands of fanatical fans are about to go crazy for her. As one of the few conscientious reporters in the world, you have decided to expose Aimee here.

The beautiful lip-synching scene will drive this hypocritical girl packaged by the company into the abyss of public opinion... To this end, you are willing to use all means, even violence]

[Mission goal: Defeat Amy]

【Number of participants: 3】

[Task requirements:

1: If a single player dies, he can be reborn on time. Once all players fall into death at the same time, the game will be judged as failed;

2: During the mission, no harm may be caused to ordinary spectators present, otherwise the person causing harm will die immediately;

3: Unless the task is completed or failed, the game will continue and all participants will not be able to leave;]

[Note: Since there are players among the participants whose values ​​exceed the load limit, the system has automatically adjusted their values. 】

After quickly scanning the game introduction in front of him, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, it was not butter as he thought.

But these rules and this background don’t look like a serious fighting game?

Just when Lin Qiye was confused, the super large screen in the stage suddenly brightened up, and a huge digital countdown began to jump on it. All the fans present immediately became enthusiastic and excited, and their desperate cheers seemed to shatter their eardrums.

!

"3...2...1!"

Under the unanimous shouts of tens of thousands of people, the countdown on the surface of the screen cleared to zero, and the next moment, dazzling bright lights suddenly lit up from all over the stadium!

Chant, chant, chant—!!!

Amidst waves of cheers, missiles flew into the sky from around the stadium and exploded under the night sky. The raging fire instantly filled the sky. Not only did the fans present not panic at all, but the shouts became louder!

…

Voting for the cartoon character drafts has been launched on the Tomato homepage (all characters are first drafts and will be modified or remade based on everyone’s opinions) (A group photo is attached at the end of this chapter). The whole song "Welcome the Night Watchman for Guidance" can be found on Weibo or
Chapter completed!