Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 154

Chapter 154 Ta Meow: Only male mothers

The centaurs gathered around came to their senses one after another. Several of them raised their swords, shields and spears, stepped out of the team, stepped forward with four hooves, and charged forward with a grin, ready to stab the guy who was blocking the way in one fell swoop. Sieve, and then rush as quickly as possible to enjoy the beautiful opposite **** who broke into Arcadia.

Let me just say, these four-legged things have nothing to do with me...

Looking at the centaurs who were galloping towards them with their weapons raised, a certain Bacchus who had just taken office was trying to clear his name while stepping forward with a swaddled baby in his arms.

 “Moo!”

The moment the two sides met, a bright golden light erupted in the enemy formation, turning into the shadow of a golden bull. It raised its head and let out an angry roar. The surging divine power knocked a group of centaurs rushing forward until they were bloody. Splashing, broken bones and tendons were reduced to twisted flesh bombs, flying backwards.

Dark red blood sprayed all the way, and several centaurs fell in the pit and let out dying screams and lamentations.

However, this not only failed to scare the rest of the centaurs, but instead aroused the ferocity in their bones.

 “Kill! Kill them all!”

The centaur wearing a golden helmet raised his giant axe, and the unique golden power of the gods erupted from his body. He roared and led the charge.

 The remaining hundreds of centaurs grabbed their weapons one after another, shouting excitedly, and followed closely behind.

 For a moment, the centaur tribe, who thought it was just an ordinary robbery, were overturned and suffered heavy casualties.

At this, Lorne smiled slightly, grabbed the giant bronze ax that the centaur leader dropped on the ground, and swung it forward.

 However, the resistance that was supposed to be countered in front suddenly disappeared.

The centaur leader who exerted too much force immediately smashed his ax into the ground, staggering forward and falling into the deep pit.

The earth trembled like thunder, and the Centauros charging collectively swept towards the thin figure in the center like a wave.

 “You are quite courageous, it looks like you will be a capable person in the future!”

But before the dizzy head could be lifted from the soil, a foot stepped down hard, crushing the centaur leader's neck without mercy.

But just when this powerful and heavy blow was about to cut open the enemy's skull, it stopped in mid-air, motionless.

Looking at the scene of blood splattering around him, the little baby in Lorne's arms smiled even more happily, and there was even a flush of excitement on his face, seeming to enjoy this hearty battle scene.

Wherever it passed, the surrounding centaurs were either knocked away by the terrifying force and their organs shattered; their weapons were taken away by exquisite force-removing techniques and hacked to death with their backhands; or they were knocked down with bare hands and died. Under the trampling of his companions...

Seeing his subordinates being slaughtered, the centaur leader wearing a golden helmet finally couldn't bear it anymore. He swung his giant ax and split an unlucky centaur in the way into two pieces, and then the ax blade hit Lorne's head straight.

Lorne raised his head slightly, glanced at the ax handle in his hand, and shook his head with a sneer.

"die!"

After getting rid of the centaur leader, who was barely a threat, Lorne dropped the blood-stained ax in his hand, looked at the centaur corpses all around, and couldn't help but sneer and shake his head.

"That's it?"

Facing the sight of this herd of galloping horses, Lorne's swaddled baby didn't feel any fear at all. Instead, he stuck out his little head, widened his brown eyes, looked forward curiously, and chuckled.

Lorne stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of the little girl's nose, smiled teasingly, then fixed the swaddling clothes in front of him, freed up his hands, and jumped into the enemy's formation like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

With the hot blood spurting out, a huge and ferocious head rolled down into the pit, its pupils gradually dilating, staring at the night sky in fear and lack of energy.

 “Poof!”

　　Reading the sarcasm in the expression, the centaur leader suddenly became furious, roared, and activated the divinity in his blood to the extreme, vowing to split the two-legged sheep's disgusting head.

 Fractures and lack of oxygen made the monster feel the shadow of death and couldn't help but struggle wildly.

"You have such little ability, but you still want to rob the camp in front of you? You are so bold. Do you know that I don't dare to mess with those women?"

 After one last glance at the group of four-legged animals, Lorne snapped his fingers, and the divine rhythm from the [Bull] began to vibrate.

 The churned soil buried the corpses and blood all over the ground deeper.

Their flesh and blood will become food for insects and ants and nutrients for plant growth in the coming year, which is another form of returning to nature.

After briefly cleaning up the scene, Lorne patted the dust on his body and walked towards the camp in the valley.

 “Why did it take so long?”

As soon as he sat down, Artemis, with a worried look on his face, approached him and asked why.

 “Encountered some trouble…”

Lorne did not hide anything and told the story of his encounter with the Centaur attack.

 “These filthy beasts!”

Hearing that those four-legged guys dared to attack them, the goddesses suddenly became excited and wanted to dig up the corpse and whip it again.

Artemis even had a pretty face, threatening to go and reduce the population of the centaurs in Arcadia early tomorrow morning.

 The nymphs and muses beside him also raised their hands in approval.

Looking at the murderous goddesses around him, Lorne could not help but mourn for a few seconds of silence for the unlucky centaurs.

You said it's not good for you to rob anyone, but you want to provoke these tigresses?

A certain patron **** of the centaur tribe secretly shook his head and gave up his plan to conquer this animal coalition without hesitation. If his Dionysian religion wants to develop and grow smoothly, it must get rid of the waste and keep the good, and cannot just accept all the rubbish.

 So, if you can't save it, just wait for death!

 After mentally issuing a death notice to the group of animals, Lorne immediately untied the swaddling clothes from his chest.

Suddenly, a little head eagerly came out, sniffed, crawled on all fours to Artemis's arms, and plunged into the deep ravine.

Suffering a sudden attack, the hunting goddess trembled wildly. She quickly held down the baby's little head, blushed with shame, and opened her mouth to ask.

 “Where did it come from?”

 “Well, I picked it up...”

Lorne quickly answered, telling the whole story, and then coughed dryly to remind him.

 “Look at her, is she hungry?”

 “Well, it should be...”

Artemis nodded subconsciously, looked at the little guy who had left a large amount of saliva in front of her bra with a hint of annoyance, and then gave orders to the nymphs around her.

 “Go find some breast milk for this child.”

 Breast milk?

For a moment, these nymphs who had sworn to remain chaste in the hunting temple looked at each other, looking at each other.

Where is this thing nearby? They can't squeeze it out themselves.

“It doesn't have to be human, it can also be a female animal that happens to be lactating.”

As soon as Lorne spoke to remind them, the nymphs suddenly realized what they were doing. They quickly divided into several teams and groped into the nearby mountains and forests.

Within a moment, the hunting nymphs who were running rampant in the mountain forest dragged several lactating female beasts and their families into the camp.

 There are she-bears, goats, and wild boars…

As soon as these frightened female beasts were driven over, the little guy, smelling the scent of milk, groped his way out of Artemis' arms and got into the arms of one of the female beasts.

That was a golden-haired lioness who had just experienced the pain of losing her son because of a hunter's pursuit not long ago.

Not only for this reason, but also because of the presence of Artemis, the lioness behaved quite docilely. Not only did she not resist the approach of the human cub, but she took the initiative to open her belly and began to breastfeed.

The extremely hungry baby lay on the soft belly of the lion mother, picked up the pacifier, and sucked the sweet juice hard.

Seeing that innocent look, the goddesses around her became very maternal and wanted to hold her in their arms to show their closeness.

 However, after the little guy had had enough milk, he turned around and looked around, and finally burst into giggles, and crawled on all fours to the arms of the male mother in the crowd.

Lorne smiled bitterly, helplessly opened his arms, and gently picked up the baby.

 “It seems like she likes you very much.”

Beside her, Artemis sat down next to her lover, looking at the baby's delicate and spiritual face, she couldn't help but smile, and reached out to gently wipe away the milk foam from the baby's mouth.

Seemingly infected by the kindness released by the goddess, the little guy opened his bright eyes wide, babbling and yelling, stretched out his hands to hold a few of Artemis' fingers in his arms, and then snorted safely. sleep.

The wonderful temperature and throbbing rushed into the heart from the fingertips. The goddess of hunting suddenly had an impulse, blinked her bright eyes, and looked expectantly at her lover beside her.

"I like this child very much too. How about we...you, how about you help me adopt her on my behalf?"

She is a virgin who must remain chaste. Even if she bravely breaks through the shackles and tastes the forbidden fruit with the person she loves, this relationship cannot be exposed to the sun after all.

It is also rare for me to have the opportunity to give birth to an heir for the one I love in front of me.

 Instead of regretting in hardship, it is better to treat this God-given child as one's own and cultivate together to become the bond of their love.

Furthermore, with such a little guy being fostered by his lover, he would have a logical reason to visit (tryst) and do some intimate actions, and no one would easily suspect him.

Hearing the euphemism in those words, Lorne immediately understood Artemis's intention, smiled and nodded, and took the initiative to send this lucky little guy into the arms of the Huntress.

 “Okay, Lady Artemis, then it's up to you to give her a name.”

Artemis took the swaddling clothes, looked at the energetic little face in front of her, thought about it seriously, smiled and spoke.

 “Atalanta, let's call her Atalanta.”

Immediately, the goddess kissed the baby's forehead, and the rhythmic divine power poured into the baby girl's body, bestowing the blessing of the hunting **** from nature.

 When the ceremony was over, the baby, who had become much quieter, fell back into his arms. Lorne looked at the sleeping little girl holding his fingers in the swaddling clothes, and suddenly felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.

Atalanta, the abandoned princess of Arcadia, a huntress who swore chastity to the goddess Artemis, accomplished great feats during the Calydon Hunt and won many honors. She also participated in the famous [Argo Expedition] and was a heroine famous for her shooting skills and foot strength.

It is said that the great hero Peleus, the father of Achilles, once competed with him in terms of strength, but also lost to this beautiful huntress.

 It's actually her? This time I hit the jackpot.

 (End of this chapter)

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