Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 149

Chapter 149 Lord of hosts, King of kings! (11,000 completed per day)

Outside the window, the night is thick.

The strong power of faith overflowed from the sleeping Minoans, and gathered crazily from all directions towards a small hut.

On the bed in the house, [God] quietly closed his eyes and meditated. The substantial power of faith around him turned into golden divine liquid and poured into his mental image space every time he breathed and breathed.

In the vast world, a huge light wheel in the sky rotates and hums, dispelling the coldness and darkness, bringing warmth and light, and then illuminating the gurgling water on the ground and the dense forests of the mountains.

But it is a pity that of the twelve sectors of the nimbus, only two areas shine brightly, showing the shadows of the golden bull and the blue narwhal respectively.

Hence, much of the world is still shrouded in chaos.

As if being guided, the golden divine liquid pouring in poured into the third fan of the halo, constantly churning and gathering, trying to outline a new Holy Spirit in that blank space.

However, after repeated attempts, the blurry shadow was just in form and completely lacked spirituality.

As the rooster sang and the morning dawned, Lorne on the bed absorbed the power of faith flowing around him into his body, then slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long turbid breath, and showed regret on his face.

Failed again…

Hestia scratched her head as her thoughts were read, and couldn't help but show an awkward yet polite smile. She simply pushed back and stated her future plans straightforwardly.

Hestia was stunned for a moment, then slapped her forehead and suddenly realized.

“Just this time?” Lorne asked, carefully examining the goddess of the stove in front of her.

Thirty-six or forty-eight?

Loughne cannot estimate due to insufficient information.

"why me?"

Through the light at the edge, he discovered that the next stage was not twelve blank areas, but doubled, a total of twenty-four!

But he believes that as long as he can continue to devour divinity and complete his own transformation, one day he will pull the gods off the altar, rise above all armies, and then unite all things into one, becoming The true King of Kings!

Lorne raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile.

Lorne nodded and came to the door. Just as he was about to step out of the bedroom, he stopped unexpectedly and asked quietly.

The twelve sectors correspond to the twelve points of the dice.

In other words, we have to continue to attack those relatives in Olympus and continue to harvest their wool.

“Are you talking about attending this theocratic meeting on my behalf?”

Opening the door, the stove goddess who had just prepared breakfast was wearing an apron, waving a spoon, and showed a bright smile.

Lorne estimated that if he could fill in those blanks and possess twelve divine incarnations, he might be able to complete the advancement and be promoted to the main god, and then illuminate the next layer of the aura.

“Haha, if you find out, then you will take care of all the troubles that Olympus needs me to do from now on!”

The rules, or powers, possessed by the gods are the most important soul.

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door.

As expected, condensing the incarnation of divinity does not just require a simple accumulation of power.

Today is the day of Poseidon's judgment. Thinking of meeting those lovely relatives soon, Lorne couldn't help but licked his dry lips, and there was a faint expectation in his heart.

“Get up and eat, today I'll prepare your favorite lamb chops!”

What if we go further?

“Aren't you afraid that Athena and I will team up and bring down the entire Olympus?”

“Don't be afraid!”

Hestia shook her head and gave a firm answer, with an unprecedented seriousness on her charming face.

This sudden seriousness made Lorne startled, and he subconsciously wanted to clarify the joke just now.

However, Hestia shook her head and showed a bright smile.

"You don't need to tell me what you want to do. Since there are some things that I can't make up my mind to do, it's better to let capable people do it."

Immediately, the stove goddess paused, looked at the face in front of her seriously, and pondered every word.

“Because I believe that everything you do will make the world a better place!”

Lorne's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but fell into a long silence. He looked at Hestia with a look of surprise mixed with a hint of shock.

She actually saw her true intention, which was an answer that even Athena might not be able to guess correctly!

I can't figure it out anymore. Is the stove goddess in front of me really smart, or is she just being stupid? Or, both?

“Let's go, let's eat first!”

The brisk words interrupted Lorne's turbulent thoughts. The bright and pretty face wore the same charming smile as usual, which seemed to be able to dissolve all darkness and conspiracies. His white hands stretched forward.

Lorne sighed, put his hand up helplessly, and let Hestia drag him toward the restaurant.

In this confrontation, the conspiracy side was completely defeated.

Because sincerity is the greatest nirvana.

A practical breakfast was sumptuous and delicious. Athena and Lorne were 100% full before they put down their tableware, took the pastries Hestia had prepared for them in advance, walked out of the house, and boarded their chariots. .

"wait me back!"

Just like a husband who went out to give instructions to his wife who was guarding the house, Lorne left behind a whisper of instructions, and then swung the reins. The divine horses "Xanthus" and "Balios" neighed in unison, stepped forward with four hooves, and pulled The bronze chariot behind him turned into a bright meteor, racing across the sky, following closely behind Athena's golden chariot, heading straight to Olympus among the stars.

The sound of howling wind echoed in my ears, and the scenery on the ground gradually became distant and narrowed.

After driving at lightning speed for about several hours, breaking through the twinkling stars and the diffuse fog, the two chariots drove down from the clouds and landed on a grand and majestic square.

Since Titan is born huge, the buildings here are more majestic and majestic than the temples on earth. A majestic and vast aura rushes towards the face, making people unable to help but feel fear and awe in their hearts.

As the car came to a stop, Lorne followed Athena's footsteps and walked towards the huge mountain-like temple in the distance.

“Borrow, borrow, borrow!”

However, just after walking a few steps, a hurried shout came from in front of him.

A figure wearing a winged hat, flying shoes, and holding a double snake staff flew from a distance like a gust of wind and hurriedly approached.

Upon seeing this, Athena immediately pulled Lorne aside to get out of the way, and whispered instructions at the same time.

“Watch your pocket.”

As soon as these words came out, Lorne subconsciously became wary of the young man with a smile on his face. He quickly threw a few protective spells on himself and further distanced himself.

Because after Athena's reminder and the man's iconic dress, his identity was already revealed.

The legendary ancestor of thieves, Hermes, the **** of speed who protects thieves and liars.

At the same time that Lorne was reacting, the yelling in the distance confirmed his guess.

“Damn cattle thief, stop!”

Apollo, an old acquaintance, was chasing after him, but because he couldn't keep up with Hermes' speed, his face turned livid with anger and his chest kept heaving.

“I told you, I didn't do it! Those broken teeth have lost most of their spirituality and are not worth much, so you still treat them as treasures! What do I need them for?”

“You know it so clearly and you still say it wasn't you, you lying thief, give me back the thing!”

Apollo was so angry that he immediately drew his bow and arrows, and fired at Hermes who was running around.

However, before the arrow could reach him, a strong wind rose around Hermes and blew away the flying arrow.

As the **** of haste, although Hermes may not be able to beat Apollo head-on, in terms of just saving his life and escaping, he is confident that few people in the entire Olympus can catch him.

"boom!"

However, before he could be happy for long, a huge golden net fell from the sky and covered him tightly.

Suddenly, Hermes, who was extremely happy and sad, was tied into a meat dumpling and fell heavily to the ground.

“Where are the ores, divine tools, and a box of jewelry in my warehouse? Hand them over quickly!”

The craftsman **** Hephaestus, who had a rough face and was lame on one leg, was holding a large forged hammer and angrily denounced the captured thief.

“Sacred tool? What sacred tool?”

“The flying wings made by the craftsman Daedalus! I finally collected the remnants and restored it!”

“A mortal creation? What do I want with that wretched thing? I can't eat it and I can't sell it!”

“I still want to deny it!”

At this moment, listening to the confrontation between the victim and the criminal, Lorne's eyelids twitched, and he immediately quickened his pace without any intention of stopping to watch the show.

(End of this chapter)

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