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Chapter 1631: Chapter 358: Oh, So It’s a Bronze… Bronze?

Like trash, Lamias was directly thrown out by the tall war general — the benefit was she finally stopped being dragged, but the downside was, being thrown like this caused her body severe pain.

“How could there be a warrior as fragile as you!”

The tall war general snorted coldly at this moment, “Feed these pegasi at the fastest speed possible. As soon as the last ray of sunset ends, they must gallop across the sky again!”

Saying this, the tall war general directly turned away, completely ignoring the displeased face of Lamias at that moment.

Lamias felt she was indeed fragile… compared to the human warriors in this God War.

She gently rubbed her already grazed knees and painfully stood up. Looking ahead, she suddenly understood why the tall war general had directly brought her over.

On a nearby open field, dozens of snow-white, winged mythical horses — Pegasi — were gathered!

Beside each of these Pegasi, there was a female warrior feeding them, and not far away was a small camp where a batch of more equipped warriors was resting.

Through special judgment, Lamias guessed that the warriors resting in the camp were likely matched with these Pegasi, whereas those female warriors served as coachmen.

And Lamias, in the outfit she had stripped from a female warrior in the wounded camp, clearly resembled the warriors feeding these Pegasi.

Apparently, she was mistaken for one of the female warriors here.

Lamias couldn’t leave from here… Along the way, she had seen various camps where no warrior could be overcome — given she had no means of self-defense — except perhaps bullying those pitiful guys with missing limbs in the wounded camp.

Escape was not possible, nor was there any excuse for laziness — during this God War, no one could afford to be idle… except those battling warriors.

But clearly, Lamias was now in the role of a misunderstood logistical support soldier.

She quietly walked into the midst of the Pegasi, observing the actions of the surrounding female warriors, and carried food in both hands to stand before a temporarily unattended Pegasus.

Curiously, within this God War, Lamias did not face any communication difficulties — the language here was evidently not familiar to her.

She could easily understand this language, and communicate with others without any difficulty, as if innately — Lamias could only comfort herself, at least student Luo Qiu provided minimal help, allowing her to not be hindered by language barriers.

The female warriors feeding the Pegasi did not pay much attention to Lamias’s arrival.

She could see the horror and anxiety in the eyes of these female warriors… They spent more time discussing among themselves their views on this God War and some battlefield matters.

This filled the gap in Lamias’s cognition… Walking silently among many female warriors, she quietly gathered all the information she could hear.

The current battle situation is that the war initiated by the Underworld has already entered a white-hot phase, with both sides deadlocked, countless falling every day.

Originally, led by the main God of Mount Olympus, linking with the deep-sea side’s formations, they held an advantage in facing the Underworld’s offense.

But the warriors of the Underworld were not easily killed; they could return from death through the power of Hades, King of the Underworld… As for the warriors on Zeus’s side, especially the human warriors, upon dying they would be corrupted by the Underworld and transformed into death warriors, joining the Underworld’s ranks.

Thus, in this ebb and flow, the Underworld’s disadvantage gradually turned around, and now it has reached a point where it contends equally with the Allied Forces of the Gods… The main Gods on Mount Olympus still maintain great confidence in victory, yet a shadow quietly appears.

Today, Hades suddenly made a move on the battlefield, successfully ambushing the God of War, Ares, and directly beheaded Ares, severely injuring the alliance of the gods. Later, the Lord of the Sky, angered, made his move to temporarily repel Hades…

It is said that the cause of this war was because of the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone…

In the war, Prince Prin, the young master of the Underworld, showcased his prowess in a single battle, severely injuring the hero Heracles, thus becoming remembered by the gods…

The Lord of the Sky and the King of the Sea seemingly had an unpleasant dispute a few days ago due to the war. Currently, the Marine Fighters under Poseidon momentarily retreat to the edges of the Golden Coast…

Several human kingdoms announced surrender directly in the face of the Underworld’s army… In the human battlefield during the God War, the Underworld’s side seems to hold an advantage.

Tonight, the Pegasus Camp seems to have another secret operation. If successful, it may effectively influence the pattern of the human battlefield…

Additionally, there are currently three commanders of the human battlefield, namely the hero Perseus, the hero Heracles, and the hero Achilles…

“What kind of chaotic mythological era is this really…”

Lamias found herself increasingly confused by the ancient Greek mythology knowledge she originally had, affected by the information she listened to.

She couldn’t help but think angrily, if this era were based on the Bible, how could she be so passive… being sent to this distant ancient God War was practically cross-server combat, and she couldn’t even start out with any equipment!

“He didn’t directly tell me who to help find…” Lamias pondered, “But I have a feeling that when I encounter the target, I’ll naturally know — the key is, how can I possibly meet this target person? In this God War, humans, devils, Underworld, gods… it’s like finding a needle in a haystack.”

There’s another problem.

If she never finds them, does it mean she has to stay in this era forever — until she dies of old age?

“Too bad this is not an era of peace.”

“Even if I can’t find anyone and have to stay in this era, I also need to possess a means of self-protection.” Lamias has never been someone to easily succumb to despair; otherwise, she would have given up resisting long ago and walked into Master Plaid’s room.

But in this Age of Gods, even her slightly proud physique falls far short compared to the human warriors here… She can’t even find a trace of a clue on how to obtain the power to survive here.

“It’s too much, not even giving me a bit of time to develop!”

While feeling angry, the Pegasus suddenly pressed Lamias down onto the ground… A hint of panic flashed in her eyes. They say warriors on the battlefield can go mad from overwhelming pressure; could the representatively pure Pegasus also have such needs?

Her scalp tingled, planning that if that kind of thing truly happened, she’d rather take her own life.

“Sorry, sorry, I didn’t see anyone was here.”

Apparently, it was a warrior in bronze battle armor who suddenly leapt upon the Pegasus… probably because of the battle armor being too heavy, the Pegasus was unable to stand properly, causing it to press Lamias down.

“Can you… can you please let me get up first?” Lamias said, pale-faced and frowning.

The bronze armor warrior nodded, pulled the Pegasus, and Lamias quickly stood up, then began to scrutinize the warrior in bronze armor on the Pegasus again.

Male, short golden hair, resolute eyes, and a sturdy body; he should be a seasoned and valiant warrior.

“What’s your name?” The bronze armor warrior suddenly asked, lowering his head.

“Lami… my name is Lami.” Lamias pondered, unsure of what consequences revealing her true name would have, so she chose to introduce herself like this for now.

“Lami, huh? I’ll remember your name.” The bronze armor warrior nodded, then pulled the reins, and the Pegasus flapped its wings, creating a fierce gale as it shot into the sky.

Lamias cursed under her breath.

At this moment, the female warriors began to gather. The task of feeding the Heavenly Horses had ended, and this group of female warriors had been working for almost the entire day, so it was about time for them to rest and eat.

Lamias lowered her head and blended in with these female warriors. Fortunately, after the warriors assembled, they hurried along… It seemed that no one noticed her unfamiliar face.

The camp where they rested wasn’t far from the Pegasus Camp, built inside a cavern. Besides the female warriors feeding the Heavenly Horses, there were many other support troop members present.

Compared to the warriors on the front lines, the soldiers here were less injured. Apart from the fatigue on their faces, their mental state was generally fine.

It’s uncertain how long these support soldiers can enjoy their current state of ease as the war worsens.

Lamias didn’t know where she was supposed to stay in the camp, so she looked for a small cavern to hide in. Surprisingly, no one drove her out even when food was distributed.

She silently began to gather battlefield intelligence from these support soldiers, while trying her luck with activating her Structural Alchemy capabilities.

Nothing.

Not even the Circle Formation. What she understood of Structural Alchemy seemed deleted… Lamias lay in the small cavern she found to rest, feeling utterly lost.

The night grew colder, yet outside it remained exceptionally quiet… Both warring sides seemed to have withdrawn their troops; perhaps when the sun rises tomorrow, battle will once again commence.

After all, this was a human kingdom’s battlefield, unlike the Devils’ and the Battlefield of the Gods, where the troops of the Underworld gain nighttime abilities and launch frenzy attacks under cover of darkness.

She wondered if the nighttime operation planned by the war general, who had given her a punch to the stomach, would succeed?

Lost in thought for a while, fatigue caused Lamias to drift off to sleep—the first difficult day on the Battlefield of the Chief God.

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“Lami! Lami! Who among you is Lami? Lami!”

A rapid voice came from outside the cavern… Lamias woke up, driven by hunger; it took her a moment to react upon hearing the voice outside.

“Lami, the female warrior who fed the horses at the Pegasus Camp yesterday, are you here? If you’re not dead, say something!”

—Looking for me?

Lamias frowned… She hadn’t revealed the name Lami to anyone here, only the young man in the bronze battle armor…

“Lami! Are you here? If not, I’m leaving!”

“I’m here!”

Lamias gritted her teeth, crawled out from the cave she was resting in, and called towards the voice’s origin… Seeing a man wearing a skirted armor with a short sword.

“Why did you respond so late!” The man frowned in annoyance and then walked directly towards Lamias—a basket in his hand.

He handed the basket to Lamias and then said in a low voice, “Satur ordered me to give this to you as compensation for accidentally hurting you yesterday… accept it well.”

“Thank you…” Lamias accepted it, already catching a whiff of food from the basket.

Was Satur… the young man in bronze armor’s name?

She wanted more information, so she glanced around, noting many eyes on her, especially from the female warriors who fed the Heavenly Horses, whose eyes were particularly eager.

“Please help me thank Sir Satur,” Lamias promptly said, “tell him Lami really likes the gift.”

The man said nothing, just nodded and left.

Lamias lifted the cloth covering the basket and glanced inside… besides some rare fresh foods, there were also some fruits, quite a luxury on the battlefield.

“You… you know Sir Satur?” A female warrior who fed the Heavenly Horses suddenly approached Lamias, “You’re called Lami? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before.”

“I’m new,” Lamias said quickly, “I was brought here yesterday from another camp by that gentleman…”

Many female warriors had witnessed Lamias being dragged into the Pegasus Camp yesterday, but none had approached to inquire.

“Suya, Captain of the Pegasus Camp, nice to meet you.” The female warrior… Suya nodded and then glanced at Lamias’ basket.

“I can’t eat so much by myself,” Lamias smiled slightly, “Why don’t we all share it?”

“Lami, you’ve earned my friendship.” Suya nodded, waved her hand, and then female warriors came to distribute the food to others.

The food was only enough for about two people, not enough for everyone to have a share, but enough to taste a bit of freshness… At least, looking at Lamias now, they seemed less indifferent.

Suya sat down beside Lamias and said, seemingly casually, “The man who brought you yesterday was Morgan, a steward of this support camp. If you annoyed him, life could get tough. But now, knowing Sir Satur, Morgan surely won’t bother you.”

“This Sir Satur is?” Lamias asked with a bitter smile, “I’m from another camp, so I’m really not sure…”

“You actually don’t know?” Suya was quite surprised, then shook her head… The Battlefield of the Gods was exceedingly chaotic, and in the human kingdom’s battlefield, so many things happened daily that were difficult to keep track of. “Sir Satur is an Aquila Bronze Saint and under the command of Sir Agian, the Canis Major Silver Saint, only 19 years old with a bright future… and you didn’t know.”

Aquila Bronze Saint… Aquila?

Canis Major… Silver Saint?

“What… cough cough cough!!”

Lamias almost choked to death drinking water, a mist of water spraying everywhere.

“Is there also someone called Seiya in Pegasus?” Lamias’ brain throbbed as she asked.

Suya glanced suspiciously at Lamias and shook her head, “The Pegasus leader is the commander of our Pegasus Camp, but his name isn’t Seiya!”

Lamias registered the words, and her brow twitched… What kind of Greek God Kingdom is this?!

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