Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 117

 Chapter 117 The Opening of the Shura Field

 Fanatical, restless, galloping…

 Rolling emotions constantly hit my mind, causing a burning pain in my mind.

Lorne no longer hesitated, and quickly climbed to the deserted rooftop balcony, came to the magic circle prepared in advance, drank a glass of blood-like wine, let go of his guard, closed his eyes and tried his best to activate the divine blood in his body, stimulating The divinity in it.

 In an instant, physical trials also followed one after another.

Inches of muscles were torn and reorganized by the raging divinity, becoming stronger; drops of blood were purified and transformed by the divine fire, gradually turning from golden red to pure gold; bones and organs were continuously passed down under the erosion of divinity. A trembling pain...

A trace of filth was discharged from the pores, and a ray of impurities were burned by the deity.

 But faced with both physical and mental torture, Lorne just frowned deeply and actually felt that it was okay.

I have to say that Athena has always been reliable.

Although I was tortured with blood for half a month, the benefits are real.

Therefore, even this kind of heart-piercing pain was still within his tolerance range, and it had not yet broken through the threshold of endurance.

 Gradually, under the dual influence of wine and faith, Lorne's body gradually experienced some wonderful changes.

The next day is the Jug Festival, where people drink new wine and make bets at a public banquet; by the way, they taste and judge the next new product that will be elected as the sacred wine. It is also the pinnacle of secular carnival.

In an instant, the vast selike power of faith above the city of Knossos rolled up into a frenzy and poured crazily into a sunken "hole" somewhere. In that boundless darkness, it was constantly tearing, expanding, repairing, and rebuilding. tear…

This nominal behavior is of course to prevent the objections and excessive attention of the Olympian gods.

Athena looked at the "wine" that was brewing in the dust and withdrew her gaze with satisfaction.

 However, this is destined to be a relatively long process, and if she wants to get the perfect brew, she needs to wait patiently.

The first day of this festival is the opening ceremony of fermented grog, which includes a large sacrifice of wine to the gods.

As soon as the scarlet wine poured into the body, driven by the power of divinity and faith, it turned into a golden divine fluid as viscous as divine blood, filling the cracks between the physical and mental worlds.

all the best.

—Like a jar of newly created wine, it was buried in the soil after being dusted, waiting for time to brew, and finally transformed into a masterpiece that even the gods were fascinated by.

During this process, Lorne not only improved his combat skills by leaps and bounds, but also almost reached the point of being invincible at the same level. His own use of divinity and divine blood has also been greatly improved, and his body's endurance has also been enhanced several times.

 The goddess of wisdom on the throne picked up the wine glass, took a sip, cheered up, and looked through the plan in her hand.

Lorne opened his pale golden eyes, stretched out his arm with traces of filth and blood in his pores, picked up the wine on the table next to him, raised his head and poured the whole bottle into his throat.

 This is the point of the ceremony.

Because wine is the spice of life and the products brewed for home stoves should be classified as the merits of the goddess of the hearth, Hestia is the main **** of Olympus who needs to be formally worshiped.

 It is said to be a Dionysian festival, but it cannot really be just a sacrifice to an unknown wine spirit.

 In this case, let's be more violent!

 At the same time, in the palace of Knossos.

The third day is the Pot Festival. On this day, people will put out a pot of cooked vegetables and sit with their families in front of the fire to pay tribute to Hestia, the goddess of the stove who protects the peace of the home.

In this way, the great sacrifices of the gods and the chief sacrifice of Hestia are all here, who cares about the so-called wine spirit Dionysus?

Even if Zeus were to come in person, he would probably not be able to find fault with this carnival celebration.

 As the biggest sufferer and thickest shield in the whole ceremony, Hestia agreed with this with both hands and feet.

  After all, this is the **** trained for her.

Athena looked at the wine in the glass, frowned, and raised her hand to push the tray aside.

This wine is sour...

 Outside the window, night fell, the cheers gradually subsided, and the official celebration of worshiping the gods came to an end.

 The next day, spontaneous entertainment and celebrations among the people started in an orderly manner as planned.

There were not only tastings of sacred wines, but also competitions for delicacies and snacks from various places. The excitement and joy of the entire city of Knossos remained unabated.

Of course, there were some drunkards who drank too much and made trouble. The city defense troops and the divine blood guards who were responsible for the defense, under the instructions of the goddess, also punched hard without any exception, and arrested these guys in prison to sober up, and Their names were recorded in a book and they were banned from participating in the next Bacchanalia.

 On the third day, the lively atmosphere continued until sunset.

 The warm fire is burning, and the food in every household is fragrant.

Everyone was grateful to the goddess of the hearth, praised the hard-won stable life, and then began to enjoy sumptuous dishes with their families.

 At this moment, in Hestia's mansion.

A sneaky figure sneaked up to the top floor under the cover of night, waved forward, and countless golden light streams poured into the giant light-like cocoon as high as a person in the center.    That is the power of pure faith.

　　After doing all this, the sneaky figure nodded with satisfaction and slipped back into the living room. Under the beating fire, a charming and innocent face was reflected.

At the same time, the goddess of wisdom in the palace of Knossos lowered her farsighted eyes, sat back on the throne, crumpled a few pages of parchment on the table into a ball with a cold face, and stuffed it into the paper basket, her actions were quite irritable. .

 Okay, great, I don't have to do anything.

 The lights in the main hall flickered, and there was a faint sound of grinding teeth.

On the fourth day, the remaining night faded away, and the first ray of new sunlight pierced the morning mist and sprinkled onto the earth.

 Click~!

Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, the light cocoon standing on the top floor cracked and shattered. The tall and slender figure, nearly two meters tall, felt the endless vitality in his body. He opened his eyes excitedly and couldn't help but I want to shout loudly.

 “Don't be careless! Concentrate your mind, find your own fragments of the godhead, and engrave your own first divine law!”

A low and solemn voice came from behind, and Lorne's expression immediately became stern. He quickly stopped his surging thoughts, calmed down, and sensed a quietly suspended crystal flake from the mental world.

At a glance, flowers are everywhere inside, grapevines are spreading and growing, and the magnificent colors reflect thousands of scenes, like a microcosm of a small world.

 Divinity!

Lorne was overjoyed when he realized that he had really taken that crucial step.

However, thinking of the instructions behind him, he immediately suppressed the thoughts that almost went astray, and used the sharp awl of divine will to dig into the divine head, carving out the content of the first divine law that he had chosen after careful consideration.

　　—Crazy!

This not only fits the characteristics of wine, but is also perfectly compatible with the divine right of war.

In this way, you can maximize your combat effectiveness.

 Finally, as the last stroke is completed, the sting of carving the soul gradually subsides.

Lorne, who was successfully promoted, regained his mind, breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe his forehead covered with cold sweat, turned around and looked back, showing a relieved smile.

 “We succeeded!”

"Oh, I see."

Athena at the stairs nodded calmly, her expression was very calm, then she glanced up slightly, raised her finger and pointed in a low voice.

 “So, do you want to put your clothes on first?”

At this moment, as a gust of cool wind blew by, Lorne felt a chill. He suddenly realized that his clothes had been torn apart due to the excitement of his divine power, and now he was completely naked.

 For a moment, he was so embarrassed and embarrassed that he couldn't help but clench his legs, hurriedly opened the magic array, took out a spare piece of clothing, and quickly put it on.

 When the rustling sound disappeared, Athena lowered her eyes, carefully looked at the new **** in front of her, nodded with satisfaction, and gave a pertinent evaluation.

"good!"

 “You teach well.”

 Lorne complimented him habitually and smiled modestly.

 For some reason, his process of becoming a **** was also extremely smooth, and the divine power in his body seemed to be stronger than expected.

"Okay, since you have completed your ascension to the gods, come with me to meet the guests outside the door." Athena waved at the stairs.

 “Guest?” Lorne was a little confused.

Athena did not answer directly, but showed a meaningful look: "You will know after a while."

So mysterious?

With a trace of doubt, Lorne followed Athena's footsteps downstairs and opened the door together.

Outside the door, a young man with a dignified, majestic and handsome appearance stood elegantly, with long, fragrant and slightly floating hair hanging on his shoulders. On his head was a crown woven of laurel, aphrodisiac, olive, or water-lily branches, and at his waist hung a silver bow and quiver, sometimes with a golden sword.

 The moment he saw the door opening from the inside out, the young man's face lit up with joy, his eyes looked around eagerly, and he couldn't wait to step through the threshold.

However, a slender and muscular figure was faster than him.

 “Finally see you again, Lorne!”

Hunter with blond hair and silver eyes, wearing a cool hunting outfit, excitedly came to someone, grabbed his arm and shook him, her joy was beyond words.

 For a moment, the other two gods inside and outside the door all turned dark.

 (End of this chapter)

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