Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 367

Chapter 367 The strange XP awakens

On the way to the palace of Thessaly, Cerberus, who rarely had to guard the gate of Hades, gradually revealed his cheerful nature.

 “Woof! Woof!”

The three-headed **** dog, disguised as a large hound, roared excitedly as soon as he entered the city. He led his breeder and brother-in-law around in the streets and alleys, sometimes standing in front of stalls selling meat and wagging his tail to ask for food. A few meat bones would sometimes chase the chickens and ducks raised by the Thessalians until they screamed and flew around, and sometimes they would fight with the canines in the city, competing for territory and mating rights...

In just half an hour, Lorne paid the losses to more than a dozen owners, and his face gradually turned dark enough to drip with ink.

 “Bang!”

Finally, the breeder, who couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and slapped the three dogs' heads, which were running around, causing slight concussions. Then he opened their mouths and poured a jar of high-concentration ambrosia into each of their heads. After eating honey and wine, Cerberus, who had great potential as a husky, finally calmed down and lay down on the ground, sleeping soundly.

 Soon, Lorne threw the dog's leash to the tortured Hercules who followed behind him.

"Help me send this guy to Katniss's house. I'll go first and we'll meet up at the palace."

Although he can do the dog delivery himself, if he wants to clear up the affair between him and Hera tonight, he must need a witness to hint that he was not present, right?

In this regard, Heracles, who had no idea that he had become a perjurer, readily accepted the task. With his excellent muscular strength, he picked up the meat of Cerberus's neck and pulled the gluttonous and gluttonous creature into pieces. With the playful three-headed hellhound on his shoulders, he strode towards Katniss's courtyard.

After walking the dog, Lorne walked leisurely into the Palace of Thessaly and arrived at the door of King Admetus' palace with ease.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, a familiar voice came from inside the house.

“Telamon, what do you think of the earthly shepherd of Mars?”

 In the house, King Admetus, who was half lying on the bed, was looking through some documents and records that had been accumulated in recent days, and seemed to be casually asking his friends before getting up.

“It's hard to imagine that the kindness of Hestia, the wisdom of Athena, the cunning of Hermes, and the bravery and passion of Zeus would all appear in one main **** at the same time. If in this world except for the Father God, Which other main **** can save Thessaly at this time and lead us to win the war between the giants, I am afraid he is the only one..."

Telamon expressed his opinion with emotion, and it seemed that he spoke highly of the new Lord God.

“Even if he is the **** of wine who killed your brother?”

  Admetus put down the document in his hand that recorded the entire process of the banquet, and looked at his friend quietly.

"Peleeus?" Telamon was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "No one else can kill the person that Father God really wants to protect; no one else can protect the person that Father God really wants to kill..."

Using Peleus to force the ocean nymph Thetis to submit, the main purpose is to force the sea **** Poseidon to take action and take the opportunity to tap the power of the ocean **** system.

 According to the cautious and suspicious character of the Father God, he was probably observing the development of the situation secretly.

　　It is impossible for the Father God not to know that Peleus was in danger.

But he had no intention of interfering at all, and just sat back and watched as the three hundred-armed giants casually killed Peleus, his grandson—just like watching a mortal casually swat to death a fly buzzing around him.

 Obviously, it was not that the God Father was unable to save Peleus, but that he had no intention of doing so.

 Because, he lacked a reason to make the matter bigger and hold Poseidon God accountable.

 And Peleus is this "reason".

Thinking of this, Telamon showed a bitter smile on his plain face, and there was deep helplessness in his eyes: "I have advised him long ago not to get too close to the father god, and not to accept the gods easily. I give you a favor for no reason, thinking that you can reach the sky in one step, because a chess piece that cannot see its own identity is likely to become a discarded piece..."

 “For example, us?”

Admetus raised his hand and pointed at himself and his friends, smiling mockingly to himself.

Telamon was stunned for a moment, then started laughing.

"You are right, we are really ignorant. It is obvious that God the Father has promised that as long as we give up Thessaly, he will grant us the status of God and allow us to have eternal life after death."

 “So, you also refused?”

“If nothing else, the bones of Peleus are still floating on the sea of ​​Oceanus. Even if the God the Father is willing to give it to me, do I dare to believe it?”

Admetus looked at his friend seriously: "So, what about revenge?"

"Who are you looking for? The Bacchus? The three hundred-armed giants? Or the one from Olympus?"

Telamon asked with a sneer, then paused and said helplessly.

"None of these people are my rivals. You can't let me die for the path Peleus has chosen, right? Besides, it's unclear whether we and Thessaly can withstand this disaster. Instead of considering those If not, it's better to worry about yourself. After all, compared with Peleus, we seem to be more pitiful.”

Hearing his friend's frank self-deprecation, Admetus breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on his face.

 “I'm very happy that you think so.”

"I understand what you mean, and please rest assured: I will never resent the Bacchus out of personal grudges, or wait for an opportunity to take revenge."

Telamon solemnly assured his lord, his eyes showing the wisdom he had acquired after struggling in the human world.

“After all, whether we can survive this time or not depends entirely on the earthly shepherd...”

At this moment, Lorne, who was standing outside the door, nodded with satisfaction.

This guy is not stupid, no wonder he was able to save his life from the mad Hercules.

If nothing else, this kind of character that knows how much you weigh, what you should do and what you shouldn't do, makes you stand out from a large group of heroes.

“Lord Lorne, why haven't you gone in yet?”

While Lorne was thinking, a loud shout revealed his whereabouts.

Heracles, who hurried from outside the palace, rushed to the palace, opened the door carelessly, and invited Lorne to come in with him.

For a moment, Lorne and the two people in the room looked at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became subtle.

Whether talking about gods behind your back or eavesdropping on conversations outside the door, it seems that these are not honorable behaviors.

Especially, the content of their discussion was whether to take revenge on a main god...

Thinking of this, Admetus and Telamon couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat, and a slight sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Ahem." Lorne coughed lightly and spoke proactively, "Telamon, I heard that you had a son not long ago. I was in a hurry last time and didn't prepare any greeting gifts. I'll make up for it this time."

As he spoke, he walked into the palace, took out a bronze pendant engraved with the emblem of the Gorgon, and handed it to Telamon's hand.

"Thank you very much for your concern." Telamon thanked him repeatedly, looking flattered.

Lorne patted the strong man on the shoulder and explained with a smile: "This is an amulet. It may be able to protect your Ajax at critical moments."

 In the original fate track, Ajax, the son of Telamon, would commit suicide in shame because of Athena's spell.

Seeing that Telamon was so sensible, Lorne was not going to be stingy and chose to give this amulet so that Athena would look on his face and go easy on Ajax in the future. After hearing the words of the main god, Telamon finally felt relieved and solemnly collected the gift.

Lord Dionysus was indeed as kind and gentle as the legend said. Not only did he not take the discussions between him and Admetus to heart, he also gave his son a life-saving gift.

Looking at Lorne, the **** of wine, who smiled and nodded at him, Telamon felt a warm current in his heart. He quickly and diligently moved the seats, and ordered the servants to buy food and wine, leaving a quiet space for the three of them to talk.

 Be sensible!

Watching Telamon take the initiative to retreat to the door and hold the door for them, Lorne was quite satisfied with the other party's performance, and then calmed down and explained the purpose of his visit to Admetus in a low voice.

"In the last battle of Thessaly, we had gained an advantage, but those divine blood heroes ignored the orders and plunged into the trap set by the djinn clan, which almost led to the annihilation of the entire army. The next war will only be It is becoming more and more cruel, and there is no room for mistakes at critical moments. If you want to win this battle, you must put an end to this kind of thing!"

“However, they are all descendants of gods, and their personalities are like this, so they may not be willing to listen to advice.” Admetus looked embarrassed.

 Actually, there was another question that he was embarrassed to ask.

Those divine blood heroes are here to support the friendly forces of Thessaly. As the king, he is currently counting on these divine blood heroes to resist the pressure for him, and he really has no qualifications to force them.

Lorne obviously understood Admetus' concerns and smiled.

"So, I will be the villain. Leave them to me, and I will take advantage of the time before the war to train these gods!"

 In addition to being the Dionysus of Ares Mountain, he is also the honorary tutor of the Academy of Athens and the commander-in-chief of the coalition of gods. Naturally, he has the obligation and authority to teach those descendants of gods.

Hearing that the main **** took the initiative to do this hard work, Admetos nodded in agreement and immediately decided to demolish an abandoned residential area outside the palace and build it into a special training ground for Lorne and the other gods. Used by descendants.

With the joint operation of magicians and alchemists, the project was completed by evening, and the divine-blood heroes who received the assembly order from the King of Thessaly also rushed to the training ground one after another.

 Looking at the divine blood heroes standing around and talking privately, Lorne raised his eyebrows and showed a bright smile.

"Everyone, I believe you all know the purpose of the king of Thessaly calling you here today."

"Know…"

 Everyone's voice was high or low, and it was obvious that they were not very interested in this so-called training.

When Lorne saw this, the smile on his face became even brighter, and then he clapped his hands, and two figures walked from the shade of the tree to the stage.

"Introduction, Asclepius, the **** of medicine, and Chiron, the sage, are the distinguished guests I specially invited from Athens. The reason why I called them here is because they have a common talent."

The gods-blood heroes were aroused and looked at the Dionysian on the stage in confusion.

Shared talents? What is it?

“The medical skills are very high. No matter how injured you are, they can save you...”

Lorne replied leisurely, then raised his hand slightly, broke off a thorn from the nursery on the roadside, and showed a cold smile to the hundreds of divine blood heroes on the training ground.

“Now that everyone is here, let's start the first class!”

Buzz!

As the Dionysus took a step forward, the power of [Maze] was instantly activated, covering the entire training ground, and the thorns thrown out turned into blood-red afterimages.

 “Boom!”

With the loud noise of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, dozens of divine blood heroes who were the first to bear the brunt flew out and were deeply embedded in the stone wall of the training ground, forming a pair of strange murals.

“I told you it's time for class, why are you still distracted...”

Muttering lazily, the figure in the smoke moved his muscles and bones, stepped across the cracked marble square, and patted the thorn in his hand as the murder weapon.

 Pain, pain that almost reaches the physiological limit!

All over the body, every bone and every inch of muscle is feeling tearing pain. The overwhelmed nerves have transformed these unbearable feelings into paralysis to reduce the burden on the body and prevent the suffering body from directly Fainted.

But even so, the heroes with divine blood embedded in the stone wall struggled several times, but they were still unable to control their numb and broken limbs, and they could only let out waves of painful groans from their throats.

At this time, a certain instigator was walking leisurely in front of the stone wall and commented to the victims:

“The first one from the left, the third one, the fourth one, the eighth one...the strength and pressure resistance can be rated as average, but the skills are too poor and the reaction awareness is also unqualified..."

"The second, fifth, and sixth...the reaction speed is okay, but the strength is insufficient, and the potential of the divine blood has not been explored even 30%..."

"The seventh, ninth, and eleventh ones... seem to be following the path of magicians and alchemists, but the preparation for chanting the spell is too long, and the temporary adaptability is not enough. Only one of so many people can barely support the protection. Curse, I need more practice in this area..."

While everyone endured the pain that swept through their bodies, they also had to listen to this unceremonious criticism, causing unspeakable physical and mental pain.

But soon, the God of Medicine and Chiron stepped forward and pulled these crippled divine-blooded heroes from the stone wall one by one, and ordered their servants to carry them to a temporary medical center for treatment.

Suddenly, the painful and numb moaning turned into a howl like a slaughtering pig, which made the remaining people feel terrified.

 But the more this happened, the more excited Lorne became, and it seemed that a bad habit had awakened in his heart.

　　Immediately, he knocked on the wattle in his hand and asked with interest.

 “Do you want to avenge them?”

 Everyone shook their heads in unison and backed away subconsciously.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance. I promise not to use my power, and will only compete with you in martial arts, and I will suppress my strength to the level of a god."

 Everyone hesitated for a moment and shook their heads again.

"Well, let's add some bonuses. Whoever can stand and receive three moves from me will receive a magic potion for increasing magical power prepared by the God of Medicine; whoever can stand and receive ten moves from me will receive an artifact from the God of War Mountain; whoever can get me injured , you can graduate directly, and you can choose three artifacts from Ares Mountain, how about that?”

Hearing this, everyone could no longer hold back, and their eyes instantly lit up.

 Not every divine-blood hero who comes out to work is wealthy and carries a full set of magic potions and artifacts with him.

On the contrary, most of them live a relatively shabby life, and it is estimated that a dozen or so people can barely collect three or two artifacts.

With this opportunity to make a fortune, the blood of the divine-blooded heroes suddenly boiled with excitement, and they began to face the approaching fear.

 It's just a god, it's not like I've never seen it before!

 Don't be afraid, let's go together!

The first batch of divine-blooded heroes rushed over with a roar.

In order to have a better chance of winning, the second batch of dozens of quick-thinking divine blood heroes have begun to form a formation spontaneously, with the raiding formation behind them.

However, the third group of people, including Atalanta, Medea, Hebe, Helen, Gemini and others, quietly retreated and invariably covered their eyes, unable to bear to watch the next scene.

 (End of this chapter)

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