Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Family Tradition in Greece

 After simply calming down, Circe nodded and answered.

“Yes, strictly speaking, the four stages of [black iron], [bronze], [silver], and [gold] only represent the continuous progress of life towards [God] and [the age of God].

  But "closer" does not mean "equal". There is an essential difference between the two.

  If the first four levels are just a "quantitative accumulation" of magic power and skills, then becoming a demigod is a "qualitative change" in the form of life.

Therefore, the promotion of the first four levels is often called "upgrade", and those who want to step into the realm of "demigod" are called "upgrade".

 Only becoming a demigod first truly means that we have begun to step onto the ladder to the divine realm. "

 Lorne listened carefully, keeping Circe's story in mind, with thoughtful eyes.

“So, demigods are much stronger than gold?”

 “Much better? There's no comparison at all!”

Circe rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers.

In an instant, the sky on Aiyou Island changed suddenly, and the magic tide visible to the naked eye stretched for dozens of kilometers, continuously converging towards the center of the temple, forming a huge cyclone.

 A strong sense of oppression hit his face, and Lorne, who was in the center of the storm, felt like a small boat in rough waves, in danger of capsizing at any time.

"Snapped!"

The snapping of fingers again echoed in the ears, and the surging and squeezing magic tide around him suddenly disappeared, and the sky became clear and blue again.

 As if nothing had ever happened.

"You know the difference, right? If you're like me, I won't be afraid of a beating."

Circe, who rarely looked proud in front of her students, put one hand on her hip, raised her smooth chin, and her face was full of pride.

 Nonsense, if you weren't really invincible, I would have slapped you long ago!

Lorne ignored the silly teacher's show off and cursed secretly. At the same time, he put his hand on his chest where he felt constant heart palpitations, and his eyebrows tightened unconsciously.

 Sure enough, demigods and gold are almost no longer the same species.

He has worked so hard to trigger a magic tide of about thirty meters, but this stupid bird can set off an ether storm that stretches for tens of kilometers with just a finger. The difference between the two is incomparable. It belongs to a category from hardware to software, etc. The technological generation gap is insurmountable in all aspects.

Moreover, this is only the power at the demigod level. If it is a real god, then the power they display in every gesture will be even more terrifying.

 With a snap of a finger, mountains can be moved, seas can be filled, and stars can fall...!

 Lorne felt a little heavier when he thought about the records about gods in the epic.

But soon, he suppressed the depression rising in his heart, and his eyes became cold and cold.

What about God? Even if you are killed, you will die!

Since the disappearance of Chaos, the **** of chaos, the first generation of origin gods represented by Heavenly Father Uranus, Earth Mother Gaia, and Old Sea God Pontos have seized the power to control the world, marking the beginning of the transformation of chaos from disorder to Orderly.

Subsequently, the three origin gods representing the sky, the earth, and the ocean created and combined with each other, giving birth to a large number of blood descendants, strengthening their own groups, and making their dominance unshakable.

But in order to maintain the strongest paternal power, the heavenly father Uranus suppressed the growth and divinity of his children.

As he grew older, the unbearable Titan Cronus gathered himself and eleven other brothers and sisters. With the assistance of the earth mother Gaia, they jointly castrated the heavenly father Uranus, deprived the father of God's authority, and He built a great temple on Mount Othrys, and then blasted a wave of gold coins from the old guys, and then completed the division of power with those brothers and sisters.

The biggest victim of this is the old sea **** Pontos.

According to Circe, the oldest **** in the ocean system was exploded into fragments of his godhead all over the ground. They were dispersed and integrated into various parts of the primitive ocean, turning into all kinds of strange sea beasts and various gods and monsters.

Among the Twelve Titans, the couple Oceanus, the river god, and Thesis, the ocean goddess, were able to give birth to a huge offspring of 3,000 sons and 3,000 daughters, probably because they ate too much. The boss of an old uncle.

Of course, using "death" to describe the fall of God may be too blasphemous. A more euphemistic term is "eternal sleep".

They come from origins and rules, and will return to their essence after being unable to maintain themselves. Flesh, flesh and divinity will become the cornerstone of the world, further perfecting the entire Greek Gods.

 It is said that when a whale falls and all things come into being, this is probably the case.

By the way, in that long-lasting [whale fall], the stupid bird in front of me can also be regarded as one of the indirect beneficiaries.

—According to the Theogony, Oceanus, the river god, and Thesis, the ocean goddess, are Circe's direct maternal grandfather and maternal grandmother.

 It's just that that was all in the old calendar, and now the main body of maritime theocracy is under the control of Poseidon.

 The theological succession in Greece is a very excellent [family inheritance] mechanism.

 The next generation usually needs to stage a wave of laughter between father and son when they reach adulthood in order to inherit the legacy of the old ones.

The authority and territory of the twelve main gods of Olympus are now based on the gold coins of the older generation who destroyed the twelve Titan gods.

Through Circe's evidence, during these two changes of divine power, there were already many demigods, monsters and gods who fell.

 So, with these precedents for reference, Lorne does not think that those so-called gods are really invincible and immortal.

But having said that, things are different now.

As the God-King of Destiny, Zeus is much more difficult to deal with than the Twelve Titans. He wants to follow the old path of his predecessors and use his excellent family inheritance to give his God-King I, who is far away in Olympus, a fight. Bo's father said goodbye and his son laughed, and said it was a **** difficulty, which was purely polite.

 Forget it, it's useless to think too much, just do what you should do now. Lorne exhaled a breath of turbidity in his chest and looked at his teacher faintly.

 “Tell me, how can I be promoted to a demigod?”

“This is a relatively complicated process. First of all, you must have the blood of the gods. This is a necessary condition…”

"Then what?"

Circe glanced at Lorne's expressionless face, her pink eyes twinkling slightly.

Sure enough, the little piglet that drifted to Ayo Island was not that simple.

so what? There are so many secrets in Greece that I am not interested in taking care of them.

 Instead of thinking about that, it is better to think about how to upgrade and adjust the formula of Hukeon.

 —This is my favorite little piggy.

Seeing the stupid teacher staring at him strangely, looking up and down, and a trace of glistening saliva flowing out of the corner of his mouth, Lorne suddenly asked with a dark face.

 “Tell me, what should I do next!”

“Oh, we need the essence of blood to refine divinity and ignite the divine fire!”

 Circe came back to her senses and immediately responded with a dry cough.

Such a simple and general result made Lorne frown.

 “Can you be more specific?”

 “Uh, I can't…”

“Then how did you become a demigod from gold?”

 “Me? One day I felt sleepy and took a nap, and when I woke up, it was..."

The demigod witch blinked her pink eyes with an innocent look on her face.

At this moment, Lorne's forehead was covered with black lines. He finally understood why Circe wanted to go around in a big circle on this topic.

 Even she herself has a vague idea of ​​the specific promotion method of love.

However, it is not all without gain.

ˆBased on the previous description of the method and Circe's individual case, Lorne can roughly surmise the reason for this silly bird's promotion.

 Without it.

—After living for a long time, the bloodline will be purified automatically through the accumulation of magical factors over time, and then the divinity will overflow, and finally the divine fire will spontaneously ignite.

I am afraid that for most gods, monsters and titans, this is the more common path to promotion.

 That is, it takes a long time to accumulate natural gifts and grow passively.

 But this method, which is similar to lying down, will undoubtedly waste a lot of time.

 Learning the result, Lorne frowned deeply.

He doesn't think he can survive until the day when his strength surpasses that of Zeus, not to mention that this passive strategy may not allow him to equal the gap between him and the God-King Lao Tzu in his lifetime.

After searching all over his mind to no avail, he once again turned his searching eyes to Circe who was standing aside.

 “Is there a faster way?”

"No."

However, the demigod witch could only shake her head at this moment, expressing that she was helpless.

 Seeing that this stupid bird really couldn't get anything useful out of its mouth, Lorne could only wave his hand in frustration.

 After receiving the permission, Circe, who was originally sleepy, suddenly became energetic. With a cheer, he rushed out of the temple and rushed to the kitchen at home to prepare for tonight's meal.

  —What should I do this time?

Hmm, let's try the new recipe I just thought of! Hugh Keweng version 3.0!

 Looking at the happy back of the demigod witch, Lorne stroked his forehead and smiled bitterly.

 It seems that this stupid bird has no hope of the next road for the time being.

Then, now I can only ask another one.

Under the cold moonlight, Lorne slowly turned around and looked quietly at the graceful lavender figure who appeared in the temple at an unknown time and was sitting in front of the stone table with one hand raised and looking at him with a smile.

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