# 1786
Chapter 1779: Poseidon's Fury
Olympus.
Poseidon gazed at the golden markings shifting once again overhead, his expression somewhat grim.
After two days of observation, he had basically confirmed that this mysterious pattern suspended above Olympus changed once per day. This frequency of change filled Poseidon with an uneasy premonition.
Just then, a streak of light flew in from the distance and landed on this main peak.
It was a blood-soaked god, his aura utterly feeble. He steadied his form before the Golden Throne with one hand gripping an oddly shaped long staff.
"Dionysus?" Upon recognizing the face before him, Poseidon's eyes narrowed slightly. "You came back alone?"
"We were ambushed by the Angel of Silence at the southern border of Great Xia... Damn it, that guy was too powerful. Artemis and I combined weren't his match. If I didn't have many escape tricks up my sleeve, I'd probably be buried at the bottom of the sea right now." Dionysus spoke with a dark expression.
Poseidon nodded slightly, saying nothing.
Ares hadn't returned—this was within his and Hades' expectations. But of the two Chief Gods who had gone to the southern border, only one had escaped... Losing two Chief Gods in succession was extremely unfavorable for Olympus at this time.
Dionysus glanced up at the sky above Olympus. After a moment of hesitation, he still asked:
"By the way, what is this thing?"
"It's been there since two days ago. It's projected from our origin source and changes once per day... Though what exactly it portends isn't clear yet."
"Two days ago? Once per day?" Dionysus was taken aback, his expression immediately turning strange.
"What? You recognize it?"
"...What did it look like yesterday and the day before?"
Poseidon pointed toward the ground before the Golden Throne, where two markings were clearly visible. "These markings are emanating from the origin source. Perhaps they carry some hidden meaning, so I recorded them all to study at leisure."
Dionysus glanced at the two markings, his lips twitching slightly. "You... no one here understands Chinese?"
"?? Chinese?"
"Yeah, that one there is the Chinese character 'eight.' Yesterday's was 'nine,' and the day before was 'ten'... This isn't some omen from the origin source—it's a countdown!"
Upon hearing Dionysus's answer, Poseidon froze in place.
"Chinese... But why would the origin source project Chinese characters?" Poseidon felt all of this was somewhat unreal.
"Whoever can use Chinese is naturally from Great Xia. Think carefully—when exactly did these markings first appear?"
Poseidon recollected carefully, his face turning ashen!
He hadn't paid attention before, but now that he thought about it, the time the origin source began to change almost coincided with Great Xia's God Hunt Festival, and the characters projected from the origin source just happened to be Chinese... So, this was all Great Xia's doing?!
"They used our origin source to put a countdown on our divine realm?!"
A powerful aura erupted from Poseidon, and the sea surrounding the Olympus mountain range immediately began to seethe like boiling water. He gripped his Trident tightly, feeling as if he might explode from rage. "These Great Xia people... what exactly are they planning?!"
Dionysus coughed twice, a pool of bright red blood appearing in his palm. He spoke coldly, "This God Hunt by Great Xia is clearly the real deal... Though we don't know what means they used to put a countdown on Olympus, the intent should be quite clear...
They intend to destroy Olympus within ten days."
"Ten days? Do they think they're the ancient Yuanshi Tianzun?!" Poseidon glared furiously in the direction of Great Xia. "A bunch of human insects, actually daring to be this arrogant... They're courting death."
Dionysus recalled being pursued by the Angel of Silence and still spoke hesitantly:
"But Great Xia's current combat power really shouldn't be underestimated. If we want to retaliate against Great Xia, it'll be hard to gain any advantage."
Poseidon's aura flickered slightly. He stood silently in place for a long while, a cold killing intent gradually rising in his eyes. "I simply don't believe it. Great Xia's territory is so vast... can they possibly protect every single person?"
"What do you mean..."
"I'll take a trip outside. If anything happens, find Hades first."
As Poseidon finished speaking, his form dissolved into a pool of seawater and vanished on the spot. The next moment, a terrifying tsunami surged wildly toward the depths of the mist!
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Great Xia.
"'美少女偶像之吻'???"
Upon seeing this line of text, the corner of Lin Qiye's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
What kind of game was this anyway?
From the sound of it, it seemed like one of those eighteen-plus types. Would playing this kind of game really help Yuzuri Takishiro comprehend the game laws?
But thinking about it carefully, it did seem reasonable for someone confined in this old basement to have such hobbies...
Lin Qiye was mentally吐槽ing wildly, but he couldn't say it out loud. Looking at Shen Qingzhu's exquisite expression beside him, his guess must be the same... As for Yuzuri Takishiro, he still seemed very excited, showing no sign of surprise.
Just then, several more lines of smaller text appeared:
【Task Background: Amy, the globally popular idol, is about to hold a concert at the largest gymnasium in Asia. Tens of thousands of狂热 fans are about to go wild for her. As one of the few良心 journalists in the world, you've decided to expose Amy美美's假唱 here, dragging this company-packaged虚伪 girl into the abyss of public opinion... To this end, you're willing to use any means, even violence】
【Task Objective: Defeat Amy】
【Number of Participants: 3】
【Task Requirements:
1: If a single player dies, they can respawn after a timer; if all players fall into a state of death simultaneously, the game is判定 a failure;
2: During the task, you may not harm the ordinary audience present; those who cause harm will die immediately;
3: Unless the task is completed or failed, the game will continue indefinitely, and no participant can leave;】
【Note: Because there exists a participant whose own stats exceed the load limit, the system has automatically adjusted their stats.】
After quickly scanning through the game introduction, Lin Qiye let out a slight sigh of relief... Fortunately, it wasn't the dirty game he had imagined.
But these rules, this background—none of it looked like a proper combat game, did it?
While Lin Qiye was puzzling over this, the massive screen on the stage suddenly lit up. A large numerical countdown began jumping on it, and all the fans present immediately erupted into狂热 excitement. Their frantic cheers seemed like they would shatter everyone's eardrums!
"3... 2... 1!"
Under the unified countdown shout of tens of thousands of people, the numbers on the screen reset to zero. The next moment, blinding bright light suddenly blazed from every corner of the Gymnasium!
Booooom——!!!
In the wave-like cheers, missiles shot upward from around the Gymnasium into the night sky, exploding magnificently. Blazing fire instantly covered the entire horizon. The fans present showed not the slightest hint of panic; if anything, their cheering grew even more deafening!
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