Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 250

 Chapter 250 A strength becomes a blockage at both ends (4.1k)

At this time, seeing Lorne's thoughtful expression, Persephone spoke meaningfully to remind him.

 “Don't delve too much into secrets you can't master, because that may very well harm you.”

 “I don't want to either, but something has to be done.”

Hearing the sound, Lorne came back to his senses and smiled helplessly. He stretched out his hand and pulled down one side of his shoulder jacket, revealing the faint black ring-shaped mark on his chest.

Hecate's Wheel was the mark planted on him by the goddess of the moon after she made a bet with him.

 As the collection of the twelve divinities was gradually completed, the reaction of this brand to him seemed to be getting stronger and stronger...

The uneasiness in the dark made Lorn dare not continue to complete the collection of gods. He chose to postpone the battle of wits and courage with the twelve main gods of Olympus, and came to the underworld first, trying to explore what was going on, hoping to find some useful information. Clues and chips.

Persephone was shocked when she saw the scene in front of her.

 “Are you going to [mature]? So soon!”

"【Mature】?"

Lorne was stunned when he heard this and looked stunned.

The Underworld Queen was silent for a moment, looked at Lorne in front of her, and let out a long sigh.

“That's right, that's what it means literally. Your [fruit] will soon be [harvested].”

Lorne thought for a while, his eyes flickering.

 “You mean, the [possibility] in me?”

Persephone nodded and asked thoughtfully.

“Do you remember what I told you before, who was the first child to inherit this possibility?”

“Poros, the son of Metis, the original goddess of wisdom.”

 “What priesthood was he supposed to inherit?”

 “The God of Opportunity?”

 “Where is my godmother? What is her most essential divine right?”

"In the world of gods, Hecate represents an element of chance, adding a bit of luck. Zeus and the three goddesses of fate pull out the thread of necessity, and they can predict how time will run; while Hecate puts a little bit into the gears. Lubricate and leave some room for unpredictability, so that the world can run more smoothly. Her privilege is not limited by fate... [possibility of chance]?"

Lorne murmured about the records about Hecate that he had found in the library of the Temple of Memory, and then a thunder flashed in his mind.

 “Poros and Hecate share the same divinity!”

 Opportunity is actually a chance possibility, and the two are similar in nature.

Hearing that Lorne had understood something, Persephone nodded slightly and asked meaningfully.

“What happens if two gods with the same divine power come into contact?”

Lorn thought about the way Hecate coveted him in the tent that night, his heart trembled and his throat felt dry.

 “She wants to eat me?”

Since the birth of the gods, the expansion of divine power and competition for divinity have never stopped, and there are countless examples of various devouring each other.

Zeus overthrew the rule of Cronus, secured his position as king of gods, swallowed Metis, and possessed original wisdom;

Apollo recruited the nine Muses as his followers and took control of the prophecy power ceded by the goddess of memory. He also took away the sun chariot driven by Helios and took the power of the sun into his pocket;

Oceanos, the **** of rivers and oceans, exploded the gold coins of the old sea **** Pontos, so that he could have the authority to control the ocean. After the Titanic War, Poseidon successfully usurped this divine power, and the position of Sea King changed hands...

These incidents, each incident, all reminded Lorne of his dangerous situation at the moment.

Since the gods share the same origin, he is undoubtedly a delicious meal for Hecate.

 But even if he understood where Hecate's covetousness for him came from, Lorne was still a little confused.

 “In that case, why didn't you swallow me up early?”

“Because [seeds] need to go through the process of flowering and bearing fruit before they can harvest sweet [fruits].”

Persephone sighed, looked up at Lorne, and spoke quietly.

"The original Boros died before he was born, and my little Zagreus came back to life. Although they all inherited this [seed], before the seed sprouted and grew, they ceased to exist, and there was only you. , still alive today…”

Hearing the reminder from the Underworld Queen, Lorne understood clearly.

He finally understood why Hecate wanted to protect him as a baby under the nose of Zeus, and promised to provide him with convenience and early protection, and played a [gamble] with him that would shake the divine power of Olympus.

The reason is very simple. The emergence of this bug caused the future Dionysus, the **** of wine, to be born early, and the suspicious Zeus took action to kill him.

Hecate discovered that the third sowing failed. She wanted to recover the seed that represented [possibility] and start a new round of planning, but she found that she was an alien species in the baby's body.

So, the goddess of the dark moon chose to go with the flow and let him inherit the [possibility] and become the soil for the growth and development of the [seed].

Furthermore, in order to provide nutrients for the [seed], Hecate also made a bet with him to overthrow the destiny order of Olympus.

 Because, as long as Lorne himself continues to use "accidental possibility" to leverage "inevitable destiny", it will bring about changes again and again.

Correspondingly, the power of [accidental] in this world will increase accordingly, and the [seed] containing possibility in him will be watered and grow rapidly.

If one day I use this power to become the [God King] and completely rewrite the order established by the three goddesses of destiny and Zeus, then it will be equivalent to the [seed] growing into a new [World Tree] and having the authority to control the fate of all things. .

 It's just that this future is too uncontrollable for Hecate, an investor.

On the one hand, Zeus and the three goddesses of destiny may not give him a chance to grow. Once the other party notices and takes action against him, Hecate will lose more than she gains;

On the other hand, if he really grows into a [God King], it is not certain who will eat whom between him and Hecate.

 So, for various reasons, Hecate should not wait until that time before choosing to harvest the [fruit].

 Judging from the previous reaction of the goddess of the dark moon, the most likely [harvest] time is when he becomes the main god?

Thinking of this, Lorne thought of the twelve-sided die with nine sides lit up, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

 —A chance dice, inevitable fate…

　　It turns out that the second round of gambling has already been going on since the conversation on the Ares Mountain.

- I lose. I have been leveraging the trajectory of destiny one after another, and your [accidental] power has also been indirectly enhanced. At worst, you can take advantage of Zeus and the three goddesses of destiny to deal with me, reshuffle the cards, and carry out the next [sowing] ];

—I win and successfully advance to the main god. You can swallow up the mature and powerful [accidentality] in me and give yourself the capital to fight against the three goddesses of fate...

 After all, it doesn't hurt no matter how you play, right?

Realizing that he had not been able to escape the master's plan from beginning to end, Lorn suddenly felt a headache.

This is a good time. When I went out to the underworld to ask for directions, it turned from a single tendon into a blockage at both ends.

　　If you lose, you will be taken care of by Zeus and the three goddesses of fate;

 If you win, you will be devoured by Hecate...

How to play this? Have fun!

Lorne thought for a moment, then looked at the Queen of Hades opposite with his twinkling eyes, revealing a touch of sincerity and solemnity.

"If possible, I would like to visit the Elysée Garden before I leave."

Persephone was silent for a moment, glanced at the black brand on Lorne's chest, and spoke slowly. "Tomorrow, I will entertain my godmother."

Hearing this, Luo En felt happy and nodded knowingly.

 “Thank you!”

"No, I am thinking about Melinoe. She will not follow the same path as Zagreus while you are alive."

Persephone shook her head slightly and confessed. Then she glanced lovingly at her still ignorant daughter, reluctantly withdrew her gaze and waved to the two of them.

"Well, I will send a message to my godmother tonight and make some preparations. Just in case, you'd better not stay here overnight."

 “Well, please don't worry, I will take good care of Melinoe.”

Lorne quickly nodded solemnly, pulled Melinoe to stand up and walk towards the door.

 “Take care of yourself too…”

A faint groan came from behind, and Lorne paused slightly, nodded slightly, then grabbed Melinoe's arm, disappeared, and strode out of the garden.

In the empty and deserted hall, the Queen of Hades, sitting at the dining table, stared at the two figures drifting away in the gray mist for a long time...

By the River Styx, Melinoe frequently looked back at the garden hidden in the gray mist, and murmured hesitantly.

“Actually, there is nothing wrong with staying in Hades, not having to worry about food and clothing every day, and having so many people to serve you.”

“If this place is really like what you said, will your mother try her best to send you away?”

Lorne hummed and asked in reply, rolling his eyes at the shaken Melinoe, and pondered quietly.

“If you don't want to embarrass them, just follow me honestly. When you gain strength and can control your own destiny, it won't be too late to come back.”

"Um…"

Melinoe nodded, said no more, stood aside and waited quietly.

　　It's okay. Persephone has not raised you in vain these days, and I have not raised you in vain these days...

Lorne secretly gave the goddess of conspiracy a passable evaluation in his heart, and then withdrew his observation gaze, following the sound of splashing water and looking at the ferry slowly approaching in the thick fog.

 “It's you, long time no see.”

Charon, the God of Styx Crossing, looked at his old acquaintance Lorne on the shore, showed an extremely friendly smile, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

Lorne immediately raised his hand knowingly, took out a long golden branch of the garden and threw it to Charon, smiling.

 “This is the fare for the two of us.”

Charon hurriedly took the golden branch of the garden that exuded a strong breath of life, put it in front of his nose, and greedily absorbed the freshness. A trace of vitality suddenly appeared in his withered flesh and bones and his decayed old state.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the Styx River Ferry God to start breathing, Lorne pulled Melinoe on the shore and boarded the ferry.

 “Sail the boat, the same old place.”

“Okay, sit tight, you two, we'll be there soon!”

Hearing the generous customer behind him speak, Charon quickly stuffed most of the remaining golden branches of the garden into his small treasury, raised his hand to support the long pole, steered the ferry, and headed straight for the lower reaches of the Styx.

On the way, in order to kill time, Lorne asked Sisyphus casually how he was doing.

Hearing this name, Charon couldn't help but gritted his teeth in anger and couldn't help but start complaining.

“This **** is nothing! I agreed to pay more, but when I got back, he didn't even give me a penny!”

“Isn't the God of Death who is responsible for supervising Sisyphus's sentence your brother? At worst, you ask him to help collect debts.”

"Forget it, Thanatos didn't know which tendon was not properly set up. He was locked up by that kid for so long, but he wasn't angry at all. Normally, the supervisor turned a blind eye to the kid pushing the stone, and he didn't even say anything. I bring wine for him to drink from time to time. It's the secret wine specially used to worship the gods during the annual sacrifice, but I haven't even tasted it!”

Charon became angrier as he spoke, and his red eyes wanted to spit out fire.

Since the Greeks feared death, the gods of the underworld were rarely worshiped.

 In addition, the underworld is full of death and there is a shortage of living creatures, so the supply of wine is naturally very small.

Only when the annual great sacrifice comes, the gods of the underworld can receive some public sacrifices including wine under the unified distribution of Hestia, the kitchen god.

Among them, the immortal delicacies and secret wines originating from Crete and brewed by Dionysian priests to worship the gods are quite popular in the underworld.

Since there is no specific divine power, Charon does not receive much every year, so he naturally hates Thanatos's wasteful practices.

 Listening to the harsh words of the Stygian God, Lorne smiled meaningfully.

“Perhaps Thanatos himself invited these wines?”

Charon looked puzzled: "He wanted to invite him himself? Why? That **** Sisyphus locked him up for more than half a year! He was tricked and he still wanted to treat him. Is it possible that his brain was kicked by a donkey?"

Lorne glanced at Charon and asked lightly: "Thanatos has been imprisoned for so long. After he is released and returns to his post, will his death power be affected?"

Charon thought about it for a moment, then a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Maybe not?"

 For a moment, the God of Styx Crossing frowned and added again.

 “And it seems to be stronger!”

 “This is where the answer lies.”

 Lorne's eyes flashed and he answered in a deep voice.

"Death has always been something that people avoid talking about. It has existed for a long time, but it is often easily ignored and has little reputation. But once [death] breaks away from its original fate, it will bring about unpredictable changes and trigger a series of question, people will think of the name [Death].

Just like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west day after day, no one cares.

 But if it goes on strike one day and then rises again, people's attention to it will be unprecedentedly high, and discussions and beliefs will also arise. The power of death will naturally be enhanced. "

 Hearing Lorne's deep thoughts, Charon suddenly realized.

 “Did Thanatos do it on purpose?!”

“Do you think a mere demigod can easily imprison a main **** of the underworld for such a long time?”

Lorne asked back, his eyes flickering playfully.

“I think there's probably something going on behind these two people.”

 Otherwise, this cannot explain where Sisyphus's confidence came from.

 (End of this chapter)

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