Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 252

Chapter 252 The Guillotine of the Gods

Passing through a film-like barrier, Lorne seemed to have suddenly emerged from the ocean after a deep dive, and the scenery in front of him was completely new.

The sky is clear, the clouds are high, the sun is clear, the salty sea breeze is blowing slowly, the fine sand under your feet feels soft, and the sea water in the distance creates snow-white waves...

Everything, sight, smell, taste, touch, and hearing are almost the same as the real world.

This dream is too real, right?

Standing in front of the beach, Lorne picked up the seawater mixed with fine sand from his feet. He looked at it again and again, but he still couldn't tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one. He felt incredible in his heart.

But, what's the use of putting all your efforts into creating these?

Just when Lorne was confused, dark clouds suddenly covered the sea that was originally clear and clear.

"Roar!!"

With the roar that shook the sky, the sea water surged violently, and heads that looked like lions, leopards, cows, or wild boars emerged from the thick black clouds, setting off biting winds and waves.

Lorne looked at the terrifying shadow covering the sky on the sea, his heart beating fast.

Typhon?

Why is this thing there?

In the surging dark clouds, hundreds of beasts gathered together, all shapes and forms. As the roar intensified, millions of venomous snakes transformed from ether swung around the ferocious beast heads, covering the entire sky. At the same time, the lower half of the snake's body swam from the sea toward the land.

Wherever it passed, huge waves rolled and the ground collapsed. The dripping poisonous saliva broke trees and melted through solid rocks. The peaks on several islands were splashed with filth, and as the mountains collapsed and shattered, billowing smoke and fire spewed out.

Like the overwhelming sense of suffocation coming from the actual divine power, Lorne's heartbeat couldn't help but slow down by half a beat, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It seems like, is it true?

“Young man, the typhoon is coming soon. What are you doing standing around at the beach? Why don't you come back to the city with me and take shelter!”

Just when Lorne was confused, an old man dressed as a fisherman stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, giving him a kind reminder.

“Typhoon?”

Lorne was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and pointed at the terrifying Demon Ancestor in the sea with a hundred-meter-long snake body and a head of hundreds of monsters, and asked with a look of astonishment on his face.

“You mean this?”

“That's right. You've grown so old, haven't you seen a typhoon?”

The old man glanced at Lorne in front of him with the same surprise, and then realized that the surging seawater was almost submerging his knees. Without saying anything more, he grabbed the other man's arm and ran straight to a city in the distance.

“Stop talking so much, follow me into the city to hide!”

Lorne was dragged along in a daze, and finally followed the flow of people from all directions into the city before the city gate closed.

With the protection of high walls, the strong wind blowing from the sea is easily blocked.

“The weather these days has been really weird, it's either thundering or raining.”

“There are also a lot more typhoons, and we can't even go fishing.”

“There is no life on the mountain either, either a volcano erupts or a landslide occurs.”

“What's even more bizarre is that the ground suddenly cracked while I was walking. I don't even know what happened…”

Noisy discussions came from all around, and the people who rushed into the city to escape the typhoon couldn't help but complain. A certain gray-black breath escaped from them and gathered over the city.

But then, golden-black butterflies flew down from the clouds, fluttering their wings and flying over the city, scattering patches of colorful phosphorus powder.

Suddenly, the people who were originally a little restless calmed down again, with optimistic and open-minded smiles on their faces.

“There is a shortage of water in the fields, so rain is a good thing!”

“It's just a typhoon, it's not a big deal.”

“Volcanic eruptions are common. When the eruptions stop, the volcanic ash can be used as compost.”

In the positive atmosphere, Lorne looked at the smiling faces and couldn't help but think of the residents of the Elysee Garden.

Now, he probably understood where the smiles on the faces of those residents came from.

But what is the purpose of maintaining their positive and full emotions in dreams?　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 lived

At this time, an unwilling roar came from the sea, and the large dark clouds gradually dispersed. When exposed to the sun, Typhon, who was hidden in it, disintegrated and dissipated like foam, becoming invisible.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lorne was thoughtful, and his eyes were immediately attracted to the mountains and plains outside the city.

These blocks are very strange, like giants covered with weeds, buried in the soil, and sleeping.

Lorne glanced across the giant-shaped mountain range, pretending to be casual and asking a few people around him.

“How come the mountain looks like a human being? It's so strange.”

“Mount Iapatos, you say? It's always been like this.”

The residents of the dreamland answered casually, with a matter-of-fact expression.

Hearing this, Luo En's eyes flickered.

Iapatos, the Titan of Soul and Prophecy among the Twelve Titans, the loser in the last divine war, and the inmate of the second-generation god-king Cronus in Tartarus Hell.

Immediately, Lorne looked at several humanoid areas in the distance and continued to ask.

“Where is what place?”

“The hill of Kronos is very suitable for growing crops.”

“Where's the front?”

“Clios Wasteland.”

Listening to the unthinking answers from several dreamland residents, Lorne muttered to himself.

Well, it seems that the other two Titan gods who were squatting have also been found.

Subsequently, through constant insinuations, Lorne obtained terms such as the Koos Star Territory, the Rhea Plains, and the Sea of Tesis from the dream residents around him.

After the chat ended, Lorne looked at the smiling dreamland residents walking out of the city and continuing to enjoy their own lives. Lorne's eyes flashed as he stood on the street.

What he saw and heard when he entered this dream reminded him of a story called "The Dream of a Thousand Cats".

The story tells the story of a purebred Siamese cat who gathered many cats everywhere to give speeches. She gave birth to many kittens with a feral cat. These mongrel kittens were put into bags by their male owners and thrown into the lake to drown. The Siamese cat was confused and frightened, and then he fell asleep.

In his sleep, this Siamese cat entered the cave of Morpheus, the Lord of Dreams. Morpheus told it that the world was originally ruled by huge cats. Humans would serve cats, and many cats also hunted humans for food.

As a result, one day, the subordinate humans betrayed the cats, knowing that all people can change reality by having the same dream. So humans all had the same dream, which was the reality of humans being dominant, so the world became a world where humans were dominant, and cats became humans' pets.

The purpose of this Siamese cat's speeches everywhere is to let all cats dream of cats ruling the world and take back the reality that has been changed by humans.

The "Thousand Cats" in Dream of a Thousand Cats represent cats of various colors and shapes. Each cat has its own unique characteristics and personality, which symbolizes that every individual in the world is unique and has endless possibilities. "Dream" represents people's curiosity and exploration of the unknown world, as well as their infinite reverie about the future.

If a thousand cats have the same dream, their common consciousness can shape their own gods, and even change reality, allowing cats to rule people.

In this story, “being” is created by the collective belief/consciousness of all sentient beings in the universe.

-Cogito ergo sum.

So, what if a group of demigods, nymphs, and humans who are pure and have stronger spiritual power are allowed to dream together a dream in which certain gods do not exist?

The answer is that these gods will be [forgotten] and [erased].

It is true that the God-King and the Lord God are immortal and cannot be killed easily, and their imprisonment in Tartarus can only trap them.

But if at this time, the [Real Dream] jointly woven by the group is used to deny their existence, their self-awareness will gradually be eliminated by the new concepts shaped by the group consciousness, and in the end only the [immortal] body will be left, filling in within the laws of the world.

This is the [eternal sleep] of the gods.

During the Battle of the Titans, the Olympian gods relied on the power of faith to obtain new priesthoods and defeated the ancient gods.

Now, this [reality] jointly fabricated by dreams in the Elysee Paradise can also become the guillotine of those old gods!

(End of this chapter)

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