The Greece Antagonist

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The figure strolled casually, as the first echelon, choosing to go alone and forcefully, was quickly knocked unconscious by the barely visible trajectory of the thorny vines, and lay scattered on the ground in various positions. Meanwhile, as the front teammates were swiftly dealt with, the second echelon, composed of small groups of Divine Blood Heroes, began to display their skills and actively cooperate. The priest chanted a Suppression Spell, reducing their targets' various abilities and reactions; The priestesses launched blessing rituals, enhancing their teammates; The mages constructed a Magic Circle, attacking with various kinds of Aether flows; The alchemists melted all things into weapons and armor... For a time, the entire training ground was filled with colorful spells, dazzling the onlookers. "Playing with curses?" Luo En sneered, his thorny vine flickering with a blood-colored halo, several Hermes Scripts unexpectedly lit up in front of him, and the exploding red and black halo instantly neutralized the surrounding Suppression Spells aimed at hindering his movements, while a deep murmur echoed around. "This I am more familiar with than you!" Simultaneously, the tall figure on the square raised the thorny vine in his right hand, as if holding a teaching pointer, and began to write vigorously in mid-air. In an instant, as the thorny vine imbued with Divine Power traced a smooth, flowing path, several shimmering Hermes Scripts coalesced around him. Hum! Not only that, but the surrounding air produced waves of trembling, and the spellcasters suddenly saw numerous Divine Patterns manifest under their feet and nearby. Their painstakingly constructed spells melted away like snow facing the sun, dissolving rapidly. Dispel? Seeing this, everyone was even more astonished. Magic needs a medium, whether it is language or materials, and more powerful spells require more meticulous and stringent preparation conditions. However, the deity before them not only casually brandished a series of complete Hermes Scripts with a thorny vine but dismissed and dispelled hundreds of various kinds of spells they had cast with a simple wave of his hand, even skipping the stage of chanting divine words. This outcome could only mean one thing. His mastery of magic had reached an extraordinary level, even surpassing the boundaries of Spells and reaching the domain of Magical Law. Among the gods, perhaps only the Witchcraft Goddess Hecate, the Goddess of Magic Athena, and the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne could compare with him. And what the others did not know was that all three of these goddesses had directly or indirectly been Luo En's teachers. So strong! Realizing just how formidable this God of Wine was, the heroes took a deep breath, their heartstrings taut, and their straight statures suddenly bursting with an immense fighting spirit. The offspring of the gods, the heroes with Divine Blood, never shied from battle! The spirited Divine Blood Warriors, seizing the moment Luo En was busy countering various spells, also took the opportunity to strike. They either hurled spears, shot arrows, or unleashed sword light, concentrating their fire on the approaching figure holding the thorny vine, disrupting his rhythm. In the swirling dust, the spellcasters felt the magical constraints seemingly being forcefully broken, and rejoiced immediately, launching a dishonorable collective attack. One after another, the Titan Divine Patterns and Hermes Scripts materialized in front of them, resonating sonically and shooting forward in succession. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! For a time, the training ground was a spectacle of flying light arcs and explosive roars, as if the high grounds had been plowed over and over by heavy artillery. However, the reaction of the God of Wine was even quicker. His body, enhanced by Hermes Scripts, moved so fast it left afterimages, darting and weaving through the dense rune bombardments, accurately avoiding the densely packed impacts around him, braving the heavy explosions and flames as he continued his charge toward his target. Indeed, as promised, he did not use his Authority, but using only magic for self-amplification truly caught the Divine Blood Heroes off guard. And it must be admitted, most people's energy is limited; a genius in one domain might not excel in another. Thus, most who were skilled in Spells were weak in close combat. Watching the approaching divine entity, dual-trained in magic and martial arts, brandishing a blood-stained, flesh-ridden thorny vine, the spellcasters felt a chill down their spines. Compared to those who specialized in Martial Arts, they were not as resilient. Fortunately, the surrounding Divine Blood Warriors, fully aware of their duty, formed ranks to step forward, preparing to launch a second round of attacks to buy time for their fellow spellcasters. "It seems the problem I posed for you was still too simple." Luo En, dodging two spears with a side-step, murmured in the strong winds, "If I don't want my own vault to go bankrupt, I need to increase the difficulty." Accompanied by the high-speed trembling of the thorny vine, the crimson light points shone like a cluster of stars "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!" Suddenly, the flying Hermes Scripts, under the guidance of Divine Will, began to orderly arrange and combine themselves, forming one Magic Circle Diagram after another around the several teams of heroes. Burning, cutting, dissolving, slowing, decaying, silencing... and so on, the effects derived from the Magic Circle Diagrams caught the unprepared Divine Blood Heroes off guard. A wide-range ritual curse? Seeing these effortlessly derived spells, the spellcasters' pupils shrank, and they hurriedly prepared to join forces to break them. However, with every step forward from the opposition's God of Wine, the radiating Aether Tide around him intensified; with each swing of the thorny vine, the combinations of Lun Runes increased by dozens of variations.