Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 92

Chapter 92: No animal is innocent! (3.5k)

 Half an hour later, Lorne walked out of the cellar refreshed, stretching, and his heart was filled with joy.

To be honest, he has wanted to do this for a long time.

 He didn't have the chance before, but today Hestia took the initiative to send her to his door. He certainly couldn't let go of such a fun thing easily.

And it has to be said that Titan's physical fitness is very good, and even after beating him for so long, he only left a little red mark.

At that time, even if Hestia wakes up and notices something strange, she can take the opportunity to blame the hangover.

Perfect!

While Luo En was thinking about the reason for his prevarication, he closed the cellar door comfortably, carved a protective spell, and left the stove goddess in her place who didn't know how many more days she would be sleeping. Then he strode out of the room and ran out of the city. .

 In the mountains of Crete, somewhere in a secluded valley.

Lorne looked around at the messy battlefields of the past. The two battles not long ago seemed to be still vivid in his mind, as if they were yesterday.

 —The protection of the sea, this is the reward for winning the previous gamble.

As expected of something Poseidon exploded, the effect is great!

 After the experiment, Lorne was full of praise for the Poseidon who traveled all the way from the Oceanus Sea to Crete to give him gold coins.

If you want to close the gap with the gods as soon as possible, you have to count on exploding more gold coins from these old guys.

The unparalleled sense of oppression makes it almost impossible for anyone to resist.

 Especially in places with water, both combat effectiveness and survivability will be greatly improved.

 Overall, this thing is quite practical.

At the same time, the accumulated fatigue in the body is also swept away, and the magic power is quickly replenished.

Unexpectedly, the moment the falling body touched the water, it stood up unnaturally, as if it had stepped on solid ground.

 Now is not the time to think about this.

Lorne expressed full malice towards those blood relatives while continuing to get familiar with the latest blessing of the ocean.

Even, not just limited to standing.

 Sure enough, high risk and high reward.

Furthermore, this is only the tip of the power of the main god. How powerful will the god-king Zeus be, even Poseidon is ashamed of himself?

Lorne thought for a while and shook his head helplessly.

 After simply calming down his complicated thoughts, Lorne stretched his body slightly, raised his feet and stepped out of the river bank, stepping into the lake in front of him.

Of course, the demigod hunter Orion in the first round was just a warm-up addition. In the second round, the Poseidon, the **** of the sea, who ended up in person, really made him feel the terrifying power of the main god.

Lorne clenched his fist and waved it forward. The ether tide he set off rolled forward, like the sea roaring angrily, instantly crushing several bluestones half a man high on the shore into powder.

For example, the original God of Dionysus had the power of water to turn water into wine, the power of the God of Agriculture to make plants grow, the power of the God of Kitchen to brew drinks, and the power of literature and art to compose and perform foolish plays...

　　Forget it, it's too far away. You have to eat the food one bite at a time and walk the road step by step. If you take too big a step, it's easy to pull off your eggs.

Lorne on the water opened his eyes and began to move his limbs, trying to jump and run. As a result, not only was he walking on flat ground, but he could also clearly perceive movement from all directions through the ripples spread by the water waves under his feet.

Although the path he wants to take is to be the **** of carnival that brings pleasure and joy to life and breaks through destiny and order, this does not prevent him from absorbing other divine powers as assistants.

 That is, a blessing conceived by the golden blood of Poseidon that has the benefits of healing, restoration, perception, walking on water, etc.

 Therefore, one does not need to regard other divine powers as scourges that pollute one's own nature.

On the contrary, as long as it can bring actual gains and interesting effects, I, the **** of fun, can accept anyone who comes.

But that's it, the skill combination of [Water Blessing] and [Infinite Martial Arts] feels inexplicably familiar?

Suddenly, Lorne lowered his head and looked at the sparkling lake, at himself walking on the water, and at the branch he picked up casually, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Isn't this the replica of a certain Knight of the Round Table named Lan in Celtic mythology?

Even, even the passive talent of [Women's Friend] has been learned ten times ten...

Then the next step is to be like the Knight of the Lake, find a king to be loyal to, and then hook up with the other party's queen to elope, and finally leave the army?

How about leaving this opportunity to the great God-King and letting him have a taste of being bullied?

 Wait a minute, in this case, isn't it the Queen of Heaven that I want to abduct?

Tsk, if you can make the goddess who originally killed you be killed by you, it might be really good fun if you can do it.

Lorne was muttering in his heart, amusing himself in the boring practice, and his whole person was filled with disrespect for the gods and ridicule of fate.

Ever since Hestia pulled him up to the balcony that night and observed the various aspects of the world, this outsider from another time and space is no longer driven forward by [accident] or [inevitability], but has completely Integrate into the world and actively and proactively embark on your own path.

 After some serious practice, Lorne, who felt physically and mentally comfortable, walked comfortably to the river bank, bent over and sat on the pile of stones, and took out a clay pot from the magic circle diagram, preparing to digest another harvest of the day.

 The jar was opened, and a rich and familiar aroma of barley mixed with the coolness of peppermint oil poured into the nose.

 —Hugh Keweng wheat porridge.

—But it does not come from the witch master Circe, but the original gift prepared by Demeter, the **** of agriculture.

 And this is the good thing he found in the dice of chance with the silver badge after he deceived Hestia this morning.

Legend has it that while Demeter was running around looking for her daughter Persephone, one day she transformed into an old beggar woman and came to Eleusis. The four daughters of King Cyrus received her and asked Where she comes from.

Demeter made up a lie, saying that she was a noblewoman kidnapped by pirates, and escaped from the clutches when her guard was not tight. She begged them to provide her with a household chore to earn a living. At that time, Queen Metanera had just given birth to her young son Demophon and needed a wet nurse to take care of her, so she was introduced into the king's home. Demeter, who lost her daughter, agreed to take care of the little prince. She loved the newborn prince very much and decided to raise him as a god.

To this end, the goddess who descended to earth fed the prince with wheat porridge prepared by her own hands during the day, held him in her arms and took good care of him; at night, the goddess placed the prince in the furnace to bake in order to burn the earthly parts of his body.

But in the end, this secret ceremony of transformation from mortal to **** was broken by the queen who inadvertently broke in. The goddess Demeter could only reveal her true body and had no choice but to leave.

The Eleusinians who learned the truth were filled with regret, but the matter had come to this and was irreversible.

They can only inherit the incomplete secret ritual based on the few words left by Demeter, hoping to get the opportunity to transcend the mortal body and transform into gods.

Hence, the famous Eleusinian Mystery in mysticism evolved from this.

The god-given food, Hugh's wheat porridge, was also inherited.

However, the effectiveness of the mortal replica is not even inferior to the original made by Demeter.

Otherwise, there would have been records of gods among the Eleusinians.

While reviewing the origin of the thing in his hand in his mind, Lorne put the clay pot to his mouth and decisively raised his head to swallow this god-given food.

Although this thing cannot make a person become a **** at once, there is no doubt that according to past records, it can at least enhance the physique, vitality, and divinity of the user, and then give birth to immortality.

 So, there is absolutely no harm in drinking it!

Furthermore, due to the disaster of the witch teacher, he had drank not one thousand but eight hundred bowls of Hucong wheat porridge, so he was very familiar with this stuff.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　please

With a squirm in his throat, Lorne drank all the Huceon porridge in the jar and burped with satisfaction.

 Sure enough, it's still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste!

 So, next is digestion time.

According to the teachings of the silly bird teacher, Lorne closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift away, gradually emptying his mind, trying to absorb the divinity contained in the god-given food in his body.

However, after a full two hours, he couldn't help but open his eyes.

 The method is not quite right.

 After working so hard for so long, the amount of digestion and absorption is less than 1%.

 It shouldn't be, what went wrong?

As doubts surged in his heart, Lorne frowned and thought for a moment, and then a bold guess emerged in his mind.

  Could it be that the release is not thorough enough?

 —I have never turned anyone into a beast, they are beasts.

Recalling Circe's seemingly teasing and meaningful chant, Lorne finally made up his mind to completely relax his mind, and kept chanting silently in his mind, taking the initiative to perform self-hypnosis.

—I am a leopard, a beast galloping in the forest, with strong limbs and sharp claws...

 Gradually, a burst of white mist spurted out of Lorne's body, covering his figure.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the crackling and rustling sounds of bones and flesh being pulled, an animal claw covered with black hair poked out from the white mist, and a few torn strips of cloth seemed to be hanging between the fingers.

"Roar!"

With a low roar, a vigorous black cheetah rushed out of the surging white mist, jumped to the lakeside, looked down at his reflection in the water, and felt the rapid decomposition of his wheat porridge, with a humanized expression on his face. Satisfied expression.

 That's right, it's just a feeling!

Demeter is the **** of nature who controls the growth of all things and advocates returning to the primitive wildness and nature.

 Therefore, only by returning the human side to the true nature of the beast and aligning with it can we better absorb the divinity contained in this God-given food.

At this moment, as the guess in his heart was verified, Lorne immediately put aside his human reserve and fully entered the role, spreading his limbs like a real cheetah, running and hunting in the forest;

Soon, he was not satisfied with his current form, and turned into a golden elk, prancing and jumping in the valley;

Then, Lorne, who became more and more skilled, transformed into gray wolves, stings, foxes and other common animals one after another, unleashing his wild nature to his heart's content, in order to completely absorb the natural divinity contained in the Hukeron wheat porridge.

Finish!

Finally, when the digestion came to an end, Lorne's body in the air transformed into a snow-white rabbit, jumping towards the pool in front of him, trying to wash away the dust and filth from running all the way.

 “Wow~”

However, the rabbit that was originally heading towards the pool hit a soft and elastic wall with a crisp sound of water coming out.

At the same time, before the little rabbit could recover from being knocked unconscious, a slender white hand with irresistible power picked up its long ears and lifted it up to a bright moon. In front of a beautiful face that is both elegant and full of the wildness of the jungle.

“Huh? Little one, do you want to wash with me?”

In the clear and melodious voice, the jewel-like eyes first blinked curiously, and then revealed a faint smile.

 “Okay, I agree!”

As he spoke, the mysterious girl with blond hair and silver eyes gently held the little rabbit that accidentally broke into the pool in her arms, and then leaned back into the water like a mermaid. Her graceful figure created a beautiful scene under the setting sun.

At this moment, the little rabbit, sandwiched between two towering mountain peaks, curled up on the soft [land], maintaining a stiff posture and motionless.

 (End of this chapter)

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