Wow -
In the city of Auroa, he watched helplessly as the "residents" he had killed before suddenly appeared in the streets again, hammering and repairing the damaged houses.
The old man who was killed first even had time to apologize to the young hero, saying that he did not intend to deceive.
Obviously, for all the lives in this city, the physical body is just a carrier, and it is meaningless even if they die thousands of times.
If they cannot erase their "spirits" controlled by Ander's "threads", then they are alternative immortals.
Looking at this scene, Hercules felt that his knowledge was indeed far from enough. Even an evil god who did not have much reputation, he could not do anything to him.
The seemingly powerful force was like a power hitting the reflection on the water, and it could not hurt the moon in the sky at all.
Although Hercules did not know, it was not his fault, but because the change of the authority of [life] in the world once led to the spirituality being higher than the material in this field, so that the powerful spirit could interfere with the material, but the powerful material could hardly interfere with the spirit in turn.
But he could only guess that Ander was definitely not the only one in the world who had similar means, and he would have to face these beings sooner or later.
Especially his goal, the spirit world.
According to legend, it was the source of spirituality in the world, and there lived lives that were completely different from the material world.
So when Hercules left Auroa City, he couldn't help but raise his doubts to Ander.
"Sir Ander, since we are fellow travelers from now on, I have a question for you."
Walking aimlessly in the woods, Hercules talked while adapting to the lion fur coat that belonged to him completely.
"You want to ask me, if you encounter an enemy like me again, how should you deal with it, right?"
Click, click...
Hercules' shoulders moved, and the next moment, a doll suddenly emerged from it.
It was almost the same as a living person, but there were slight differences, giving people an inexplicable sense of weirdness.
However, under the influence of the contract, Hercules was not afraid at all.
"Yes."
Nodding, the young hero did not deny it.
"Since we have signed a contract, we are now companions."
"You said you are not good at fighting. If I encounter a similar situation in the future, how should I deal with it?"
"Well, this... Actually, for God, this is not a big problem."
As if thinking for a while, the little man said slowly: "Simple power is useless. If you want to deal with an existence like me, if you can't master similar methods to me, then you need something that contains the power of authority."
"And the true God, everyone is born with authority."
"So you mean-artifacts?"
Hercules understood what the other party said immediately.
The gods are born with it, but everything can also be used with the help of the power of artifacts.
However, in response to his answer, Ander nodded first, and then shook his head.
"Divine weapons are indeed useful, but they also have to be divided into different types."
"Ordinary divine weapons may allow you to kill the souls residing in my puppets, but if your target is me, then I'm afraid it won't be of much use."
"After all, the human world cannot contain divine power, and my original body is not here at all. What you see now is just my sustenance before I truly become a god, and it is also a creation that once carried the godhood of [Drama]."
"It can therefore withstand my power, just like the incarnations of gods carry them, but its destruction will not really cause me serious damage. Only some special authorities, such as [Death], can allow you to follow the spiritual threads I hang down to hurt my original body, or follow the gods' divine incarnations to seriously injure their original bodies."
"In addition, there are authorities like [Judgment] or [Power], the latter of which is the most suitable divine power for you. It can not only enhance your strength, but also allow you to hurt things that you couldn't hurt before."
"Of course, as everyone knows, the divine power of [Power] belongs to the Titan god, Atlas, the Sky Supporter."
"So although it suits you, I'm afraid it's still not for you."
"Is that so."
"I understand."
"[Power]...[Death]..."
"Authority, this is the most precious wealth of the gods."
The young hero silently memorized these things as he was thinking deeply.
Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.
And now he has thousands of books with him and is also traveling thousands of miles.
Although he still has many shortcomings now, Hercules believes that there will always be a day when he will make up for his shortcomings.
After all, this is his first trial... Well, of course, including the one arranged by Ander, there are two, one from Olympus and the other from the evil god.
I don't know if his subsequent "trials" will turn out like this.
In addition to the one given to him by the gods, he will create another one himself.
"Huh?"
Just as he was about to ask something else, Hercules suddenly heard a light exclamation.
The little man on his shoulder seemed to have noticed something, and then he moved with a click and got into one of his pockets.
I have to say, I don't know whether the material of this little man is special or Ander is really powerful.
When it got into the pocket, even Hercules, who witnessed it with his own eyes, felt that it had lost the breath of a living thing and became no different from a dead thing.
"Okay, I won't talk to you for now. Someone is coming."
"Oh, I almost forgot, you are the treasure in his eyes... Remember to make up a reason, you should know this."
The second half of the sentence sounded directly in his mind. Before he could reply, the next moment, Hercules felt a strong wind blowing from afar.
This wind contained a familiar power, which belonged to the breath of God. Soon, the figure of the God of West Wind appeared in front of Hercules.
"Huh-Hercules, I finally found it... cough cough."
The wings vibrated, rolling up gusts of air.
It was not until he saw the familiar figure that Zephyrus really breathed a sigh of relief.
Swallowing the words that almost blurted out, the God of West Wind looked at the missing person in front of him.
Compared with before, the momentum seemed a little stronger.
And on his body, a simply tanned lion skin was draped over his shoulders. With just one glance, Zephyrus recognized its former identity.
The giant lion of Nomissa, the demon that even the incarnation of the gods could not do anything to it, has now become the ghost of Hercules.
Seeing this scene, although he did not see it with his own eyes, the God of West Wind still roughly imagined the truth of the matter.
This nameless forest is probably the place where the laws are distorted by the great divine powers of the old times, and that is why he was trapped here and could not leave.
After all, compared with the true gods, the power of the ancient gods of creation has a strong enough legacy. It is easy to permanently change the rules of a place, which is one of the reasons why the world rejects and suppresses them.
As for why the world itself is obviously more powerful than them, why can't it repair these defects... This is not a secret, but a common sense among the gods.
Just like at the beginning of the Second Era, the world needed to wait for the goddess of justice to complete the great cause of "legislation" before it could gradually squeeze out the remnants of chaos under the order of the world.
If the world itself is so intelligent, it would not be called "the will of the world" long ago, but would directly walk on the earth in the form of personality. Let's get
back to the point. No matter how this place was formed, in terms of the result, this abnormal law phenomenon is likely to be used by the evil god behind the demons here, making it a shield to block the gods.
But what the other party never expected was that this time it was such a powerful demigod who came.
Even if it is an abnormality of the law, the reaction when facing the target is different.
So compared to himself, Hercules was not affected at all. He found the target directly and then killed the demons here.
With the death of the demons, the changes in the forest naturally dissipated. So that I couldn't find it after searching for so long before, but now I can easily find his figure.
Well... It should be like this.
Although I am still very curious about the specific process, as a god, Zephyrus does not want to show his ignorance, especially in front of Hercules.
Even if they have not been together for a long time, he is very clear about the potential of this young man. Hercules is willing to obey orders on his own initiative, so I can order him.
But if one day he is unwilling, then the god of the west wind may not be able to do anything to him... So in front of the young hero, Zephyrus just coughed twice, and then showed that everything was under control.
"Hercules, it seems that you have completed the task I gave you very well."
"The evil demon has died in your hands, and the people in the north will no longer be poisoned by it. You did a good job."
"...This is what I should do."
After a moment of silence, the young hero shook his head and said.
"Well, no matter what, you have done your part for the people in the north. From today on, your name will also be passed down in the world."
"Although this is a good deed you did to atone for your sins, the gods of Olympus will still not embezzle your credit."
Nodding with satisfaction, looking at the reaction of the young man in front of him, Zephyrus felt that his guess was indeed correct.
He had no idea what had just happened, nor did he know that this was actually a dangerous place where even the true gods would fall into.
He only knew that he had completed the task, and he immediately appeared in front of him.
"As you can see, Hercules, you have completed the second task I gave you, and you have done it successfully. But young hero, you cannot stop now."
"There are evil demons everywhere in this world, and there are also many beings who are unwilling to obey the gods. What you are doing now is just a tiny bit."
"If you want to atone for your crime of kinslaying, you still need to move forward."
Although the first two tasks had some mistakes, the results were always satisfactory.
So according to his previous arrangements, Zephyrus said the third trial.
"Go south, across the mountains and rivers, to the south full of miasma and swamps."
"You will find Hydra there, the descendant of the king of all monsters, a monster far more difficult to deal with than the giant lion of Nomisa."
"In the past thousand years, it has devoured fields, ravaged people and animals, and destroyed cities; the poisonous gas it spewed out has killed thousands of people, and the fields turned into swamps wherever it passed."
"It is the nine-headed snake monster, a monster with infinite life. It inherited the blood of Typhon and swallowed the blood of the goddess of life that fell to the earth."
"Your third task is to destroy it and turn this evil monster into an insignificant embellishment in your legendary life."
The invisible airflow rolled up the branches and petals on the ground, forming a scroll in the air.
Hercules immediately saw the monster mentioned by the gods, the nine-headed snake Hydra.
He had heard of the other party's name. It was a monster that ravaged the water system in the south of the continent.
It has the strongest toxin in the world, which can even make the immortal gods suffer.
The gods are afraid of it, but this is not the reason why Hydra is so unscrupulous.
Its real strength lies in its immortal life.
Hydra has nine heads, eight of which can be chopped off, but only the core one is immortal.
As long as that one is still there, the other eight can continue to regenerate under the powerful body of the demon.
The God of War once tried to go and attack it, but the gods in the human world were no match for it.
Without divine power to rely on, he could not do anything to this powerful monster.
"Hydra demon... I will kill it."
His eyes moved slightly, the south of the continent... Hercules remembered that Silver Moon City should be in the southeast of the continent.
I don't know if I have the opportunity to go there to take a look... I think the new acquaintance Ander will have a way.
"Very good, Hercules, I have witnessed your courage, and the gods will watch you."
Smiling and approving, Zephyrus thought for a while.
Although he was not to blame for not being able to find anyone before, it was entirely because the enemy was too cunning and the weather and location of this place were not good, but he had to learn from his mistakes. In
case something similar happened again in the future, he still had to be prepared in advance.
So the god of the west wind took out a feather from his body and gave it the blessing of wind.
"To help you complete the task and to reward your courage."
"Hercules, I give it to you. It can make the invisible wind favor you and obey your call."
"The journey is long, I think it can help you."
"I am on Mount Olympus, waiting for your success."
Of course, the return to Olympus was fake, but watching Hercules accept his gift, Zephyrus felt that this time it should be safe.
With the mark he left, no matter where the other party ran, he could follow this connection to lock the other party's location and prevent the same thing from happening again.
The autumn is coming to an end, and the weather is getting colder.
There are places in the north of the world where light snow has fallen, and the wild animals have hidden themselves.
However, the wind in the world obviously cannot reach the palace in the sky, and the coldness on the ground cannot affect the beautiful scenery of the hometown of the gods.
On Mount Olympus, the king of gods drank a glass of fine wine and overlooked the world from the top of the mountain.
Not long ago, when the invisible west wind blew, Zeus learned about Zephyrus' recent situation from it.
The close ministers of the king of gods described their work results during this period in the letter, and greatly praised the strength of Zeus' bloodline.
For thousands of years, it is not uncommon for demigods to be born in the world.
Although most of them are the first generation of gods and humans, their own abilities are not very strong, and they often have no commendable achievements.
But no matter what, the son of God is the son of God, and the talent shown by Hercules is also unique among them.
And in comparison, he still has a lot of room for improvement. Even with the eyesight of the god of the west wind, he is far from seeing his limit.
So Zephyros wrote all these in the letter to the God King, expressing his respect for the God King and the Queen of Heaven.
This is the talent that the Son of God, the first person who has the blood of the God King and is fed by the Queen of Heaven, should have. It is difficult to find a second person in heaven and on earth.
"Yes, they didn't disappoint me."
Zeus nodded slightly, and he was still very satisfied with this.
It must be said that it was just like every time before.
Although he knew that there was a reason for the flattery of the God of West Wind, the God King was still very happy after reading the letter.
After all, flattery must be given to the right medicine, and the most well-known thing about Zeus is nothing more than his love history and his profuse offspring.
At this point, Zephyros undoubtedly grasped it very well.
"There was a little episode in the first mission, but he was able to leave the hands of the Athenians safely without using force, which is already very good."
"And now it seems that there was no problem in the process of him killing the demons... In this case, it's time to give him some real burdens."
There is still a lot of content in the letter, and Zephyros explained the third mission in it.
Killing the Hydra was a good choice.
But later on, Zeus had other ideas of his own.
"This is just the beginning... Hehe, unlike your brother Perseus, he doesn't need the help of artifacts to kill demons."
"How about it, my child, what do you feel after hearing about your brother's achievements?"
He lit the paper casually and watched the letter turn into dust.
The God King did not look back, but looked at the sea in the west of the earth.
Mount Odilus once supported the sky, but now the fulcrum between heaven and earth is divided into two.
Olympus in the east, and the giant god supporting the sky in the west.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Zeus could even vaguely see the gods who had not surrendered for thousands of years.
He was still glaring at the sacred mountain and the so-called "traitors"... The legacy of the old times was really too long ago.
And Zeus' patience was finally running out.
No one is indispensable, and Atlas is no exception.
Although he is powerful and suitable, he is not indispensable to support the sky.
"As for Hercules... I am of course happy for his achievements, father."
"It's a pity that I am far inferior to him and cannot serve you like him."
The voice was young and energetic, and the thoughts of the God King were interrupted.
Behind Zeus, a handsome black-haired young man seemed to say with some regret.
However, despite this, his tone was very relaxed, as if the sufferings of this world were nothing to him.
"Haha, Dionysus, my child, you have always been so happy." Zeus
smiled and shook his head, and he was a little helpless. He
didn't know whether the other party's situation had anything to do with him... Maybe this is also a kind of fate of the God King?
But whether it is or not, Zeus did not let the news leak out.
"Haha, what does it matter if you are happy or not, my dear father, the life of a God is short, so you must
enjoy it while you can." "Hey, as you can see, since I can't change my fate, I might as well enjoy it."
Picking up a bottle of wine from the table, the young man behind Zeus took a few gulps.
I don't know if it's a natural influence, Dionysus has always had a great interest in "wine" since he can remember.
He had thought about wandering around the earth and tasting the fine wines from all over the world; he had also imagined participating in banquets of various countries and granting them joy and freedom.
After all, he was a god, and this was a right he should have, and no one was qualified to deprive him of it - until that day, Zeus told him that true gods not only had immortality, but also had authority as the source of divine power.
However, Dionysus was different, he did not have his own divine power.
Yes, Dionysus, he was the second god in the world without authority, and he did not even have his own territory like the regional gods.
This god of carnival and drama in the original trajectory, the incarnation of brewing and wine, had no authority on him, just like Hecate was "blank" in the past.
This kind of thing, which only happened twice in the history of the gods, shocked Zeus when he found it.
Some people say it is a curse, while others say it is a good omen.
After all, objectively speaking, the birth of the magic network has positive significance for the world.
"Tsk, if I have a choice, I would like to be a [God of Wine]. In this way, I can brew the best wine in the world, and then wander in this sobriety and hallucination."
"But it's okay now - it would be better if you don't stop me from going to the human world."
As if he no longer cared whether he was a real god, Dionysus acted very comfortable.
In contrast, Zeus in front of him seemed to be more and more entangled.
For the king of gods, especially for Zeus who truly condensed the symbol of [royal power] at this moment and continued to spread it, problems like Dionysus's are not unsolvable.
He actually has many ways to give him a false priesthood, and then let Dionysus absorb the faith through it... But Zeus has never done so.
As for the reasons, there are two.
One is hard to say, and the other, he had already told his son.
"Child, your situation is not an isolated case. As early as the last era, there was also a person like you, but she is now the famous goddess of the magic network."
"Even the gods have to rely on her power to spread faith and distribute divine arts - otherwise, if they come one by one, I'm afraid they will be exhausted and unable to complete it."
"You can also be like her, you will have a chance."
"Haha, that's what you said, as long as you live long enough, there will always be a chance - so I'd better wait for the opportunity to come."
"Now I just want to go to the human world instead of staying on the sacred mountain and looking at this monotonous scene."
With a smile, the handsome god sat directly on the table.
It was not the first time he made such a request, but Zeus had never agreed to it, and this time should be no exception.
Dionysus could understand this. After all, a god without divine power and authority might not even be able to protect his own safety in the human world.
Staying on the sacred mountain is one of the inevitable choices... However, unexpectedly, this time, Zeus did not immediately refuse.
"Hmm..."
After a moment of silence, the King of Gods turned around and looked at his offspring.
Without a priesthood, he would be just like Hecate... At this moment, Zeus seemed to have made a decision.
"Dionysus, do you really want to go to the human world?"
"Of course, it's much more interesting than the sacred mountain."
Such a formal address made Dionysus subconsciously a little serious. But it was only a little bit, and his natural freedom soon made him put on an indulgent smile again.
He didn't know why Zeus had a different reaction, but since he asked, Dionysus nodded in agreement.
"Really... If that's the case, then go ahead." "I won't stop you anymore, and I'll even give you more."
Zeus spoke calmly, turned around, and met Dionysus' incredible eyes.
Is it strange?
Since this is what you asked for, I will give you this opportunity.
Not only that, I will give you more.
You want freedom and enjoyment, that's fine.
As the son of the God King, this is what you deserve.
But at the same time, as the heir of Zeus, you should also shoulder your own responsibilities like Perseus and Hercules.
If everything goes well, then naturally we will all be fine. I will be the only God King who rules the world, and you will be the god who assists me.
But if something unexpected happens in the middle... Although that is not what I want, someone must pay something.
Before considering victory, consider defeat first.
Although the plan with Erebus seems reasonable, and although the current war in the world is also going in the direction that Zeus expects.
But no one can guarantee that they will not fail, not even the God King.
Moreover, the 'curse' left by 'Kronos' is still on Zeus' mind. 'Thoughts replace ignorance'... He chose to let the gods attack Athens and even secretly fanned the flames. Isn't there a reason for this?
"My child, do you know?"
"When Hecate obtained the priesthood by weaving the [Magic Web], she was equivalent to recreating a concept. There may be help from other beings... but she eventually became a god through this"
"And you can do the same, and I just happen to have such an opportunity."
"What?"
Somewhat surprised, Dionysus didn't know what Zeus was talking about.
The God King didn't keep him in suspense, he just grasped the void.
The next moment, the three-color scepter emerged from the void and was firmly held in his hand. And with it, there appeared another breath that seemed to cover the world.
This breath was closely related to Zeus, and even resonated with the God King's breathing.
"Dionysus, my child."
"Since I became the King of Gods, I have always wanted to bring peace and stability to this world."
"But the world is unstable, the gods are rebellious, and even the ancient gods born at the beginning of creation are against me."
"So if I want to do this, I have to give the world my 'order'."
"At the beginning, I didn't have this ability. It was not until the past thousand years that I was able to lay out my 'royal rules' in the world bit by bit."
"It will surely bring permanent prosperity to this world...but it is still incomplete and lacks something. Although I can complete it myself, I think that you need a chance more than me."
"As my offspring, as my incarnation, it is up to you to complete what I have not done. And when you have completed all this, you will become my agent and my 'crown prince'."
The King of Gods does not need a crown prince, and all people or gods know this.
After all, the immortals do not need people to succeed them, and 'names and tools cannot be given to others'.
But Dionysus also knew that if things were really as Zeus said, and he, a person without a divine position, helped him improve the royal order, and then managed it on his behalf as his "divine position", then he could really become the "crown prince".
He could do a lot of things that the God King could do.
When Zeus was not around, he could also exercise power on his behalf.
Just as the authority of the gods came from the world, his authority came from Zeus
. And most importantly, because everything he had actually came from his father, the suspicion between the God King and his son would not actually exist.
With just a thought, he could lose what he had.
Therefore, no matter what kind of power he held, Zeus would never doubt him.
It sounds perfect... if everything is as Zeus said.
Just like the god of the west wind, although most of his power and authority are entrusted to the God King, he only has the authority of the west wind, but this does not affect his power and status.
"Sounds good, I seem to have gotten a great deal."
Still with a cynical smile, Zeus saw a ray of desire in Dionysus' eyes.
But desire is right. For a god without authority, it would be wrong not to desire, even if the other party's personality is so casual.
So he just smiled, and then his tone became gentle.
"Dionysus, you are my heir, so you should be as noble as your brothers."
"If the world doesn't give you, I can also give you..."
"This is a gift from me as a father. Of course, you have to work hard on your own."
"Then what should I do?"
He asked impatiently, and in the face of Dionysus's inquiry, Zeus responded with a smile.
"It's very simple. Since you want to go to the human world, then go."
"Find your brother, the one I just told you about."
"His name is Hercules, the best demigod in the world today. You can do something together. As for what to do, I will let Zephyrus inform you."
"You will do something big together and leave your name in this world."
Without doubt, Dionysus agreed.
Even if it wasn't a benefit that he had a chance to get, just a chance to go to the human world, he couldn't think of a reason to refuse.
Seeing Dionysus agreed so decisively, Zeus didn't know if he really had no doubts, but he didn't think it would be a problem.
After all, this was just a guarantee for the worst outcome, and it would probably never be used.
As long as there were no accidents, it was really just a benefit.
He would become the sub-king of the Olympus God Court in the future and his nominal heir.
And after all, Dionysus grew up by his side, and Zeus didn't think he would be a shrewd person.
What's more, a god without a priesthood, what waves can he stir up.
"Very good."
"In this way, I have a way out. After that, I can be more radical."
Nodding slightly, although Zeus felt that he should be able to defeat fate, it was never a bad thing to make more preparations.
It's a pity that no one can appreciate the highlight of his life.
Kronos' whereabouts are unknown, and no one knows where he went.
If I can see him again on the day when I unify the world, I really want to ask him...
"You left comments for each of us..."
"Then what do you think of this answer sheet I gave you?"
Regardless of strength, as long as it comes to the achievements of being the king of gods, Zeus asks himself that no one can compare.
If Uranus had not been born early enough, he would not have been able to take over the father's power.
And his father was just following the rules, but in fact he failed miserably in the face of fate.
Only he is different. He established the God's Court, improved the order of the world, and even the laws of the world recognize his contributions.
No matter how many people in the world criticize his morality, no one can deny his achievements.
"History is written by the victors."
"So is Typhon, and so am I."
With a calm expression, Zeus does not care about other people's "misunderstandings" of him.
As long as he is still the king of gods, then thousands of years later, all kinds of things in this world will only become embellishments of his success.
In the human world, near a river in the south of the continent.
The closer to the south, the denser the water network on the ground, and even river gods and lake gods are often seen.
Knowing nothing about what happened on Mount Olympus, with the help of Ander, it didn't take Hercules too long to arrive at this place that could be called a dividing line.
To the north of here is the country shrouded by the faith of the Olympian gods.
To the south, there are undeveloped wilderness and rivers, and the goal of his trip is hidden there.
As for the east, there is a well-known sin city. It
is not Silver Moon City. In fact, few people under the rule of Olympus have really seen the wizards of Silver Moon City, but this "Sin City" is different.
It is the farthest city in the sphere of influence of Silver Moon City and the closest city to Olympus.
If Silver Moon City is far away, then this is the enemy right in front of you.
In fact, in the past years, there has never been a lack of brutal fighting under this city.
"Condonia, you should have heard of it."
A pocket was opened on the clothes on his chest, and the puppet showed its head in front of Hercules.
He looked around and talked casually.
Indistinctly, Ander could still see some shadows of the Bronze Age here.
Obviously, the former survivors have inherited the old culture very well.
Whether it is architecture or art, you can see the traces left by the ancestors.
"Condonia... I have heard a little about it."
Looking at the big city in the distance, Hercules couldn't help but be amazed.
Although it is just a border city, the prosperity here is not inferior to the royal city of Thebes.
"I heard that this is where most wizards in the world once studied. As for Silvermoon City, it is said that few spellcasters who went there to study came back."
"Even the great alchemist and wizard Hermes of Athens once studied here when he was young."
"If it weren't for Condenia, he might not have achieved what he has today." (See 3-173)
The city is located on both sides of the river. Hercules can clearly see the scene over there.
The river flows from southwest to northeast, dividing the entire city into two.
The northwest part usually receives merchants from various countries on the continent, while the southeast part is under the jurisdiction of officials sent by Silvermoon City.
This division was originally intended to reduce conflicts caused by different beliefs and systems, but ironically, when night fell, Hercules, who stood here and watched from afar, felt that he saw primitiveness and backwardness.
A river separates the two sides.
One side has flickering lights, while the other side is as bright as day.
Because there is a tower suspended there, and at the top of the tower, a ball of light is lit up that is enough to illuminate half of the city.
"That's the [Artificial Sun]. A bard who believed in me once came here."
"It is said that this is a creation created by the people of Silver Moon City using the remains of the ancient sun god. It has a very strong curse, but these spellcasters somehow exempted it."
"But to be honest, the reason why Silver Moon City put it here is somewhat provocative. Because it is said that each [Artificial Sun] can actually make a demigod on earth - as long as he can withstand the curse of the ancient god."
"So has anyone succeeded?" Hercules asked
"No, that's what I want to say."
The puppet's mouth opened and closed, and it was unknown what it relied on to make sounds.
Looking at the bright "sun", Ander continued to narrate.
"They put the [Artificial Sun] here to mock the believers of the Olympian gods."
"After all, they can use witchcraft, but no one in the continent can use it."
Nodding silently, Hercules felt that he had learned something again.
These were not in his past education, even though he had been taught by scholars.
But it was also true that scholars in the continent would not tell these bad histories. Perhaps only an 'evil god' like Ander can talk about these things without hindrance.
"Oh, by the way, as far as I know, the establishment of Condonia actually has an interesting history."
"It involves a very clichéd love story, which has been compiled into scripts by many poets and sung everywhere... Hehe, that's how I learned about it."
It seemed that he was in high spirits, or perhaps it was because he had rarely had the opportunity to communicate with others on an equal footing for thousands of years.
As Hercules rushed to the city, Ander continued to preach with great interest.
"The city of Condenia, its name is actually the combination of 'Connie' and 'Deo'."
"It is said that it was founded by a man named 'Connios' when Silvermoon City was expanding from a simple city to a country." "
The first great prophet who was worshipped by the people of Silvermoon City at that time has passed away. They went in different directions under the guidance of different ideas."
"Some of them chose to stay, and some chose to leave. Some even found buildings left over from the golden age and traces of their lives."
"This man named Connios found the remains of the city and built this city on it."
"He was a powerful warrior, and also a rare existence who touched the edge of divinity before the end of his life without relying on the power of the gods - maybe he crossed it, or maybe he didn't. After all, although relying on the blood of the gods is a shackle after reaching a certain level, it is the greatest help before becoming a demigod. Throughout the ages, those who can take this step by relying on the power of pure mortals can actually be counted on one's fingers."
"Of course, no matter how glorious he was in the past, now he and his story have turned into a wisp of dust in history."
"And then?"
Hercules was listening intently, and suddenly saw that Ander stopped talking, so he subconsciously asked.
He didn't feel anything about the so-called shackles, but he was still very interested in the origin of this city.
However, the puppet just pointed to the half of the city that was separated in the distance, where two bronze statues stood.
"Just as you can see."
"The young man named Cornius built this city to fulfill the promise he made in the past, but he also died because of it."
"In his last battle before his death, he defeated his enemies - the believers of you Olympian gods, and at that time he touched the edge of divinity, but his life also came to an end."
"Deo rushed here after learning about this, but when she came to the river, Connius had already died on the battlefield on the other side."
"She later stayed in this city and became a priest here. As for what kind of grudges and hatreds happened in the process..."
The puppet smiled and spread his hands.
"There are many versions of the poem, and there is more than one script."
"But I don't know which one is true, or maybe none of them are true."
"But in any case, the city has been named after the two of them, and it has been passed down to this day." (See 3-145/147) "... So that's how it is. To open up a city for a promise... It's really an interesting story."
Compared to the city itself and Connios's heroic deeds, Hercules actually didn't feel the meaning of Connios's existence. After all, he had never experienced the so-called love.
Even the separation of life and death, when he learned that people could be resurrected from the dead, he didn't care so much.
He just sighed and walked towards the city gate. At least from this story, the grievances between Silver Moon City and the Olympus states are indeed a long-standing.
Condonia City has no guards or inspections. Maybe it's because of confidence, maybe it's because of secret means. In short, Hercules easily entered the city.
He came here on the one hand to get a close look at the situation of Silver Moon City. After all, it is more like a mysterious restricted area for the continental countries.
As for the other hand, it is to find the traces of the nine-headed snake Hydra.
Unlike the Nomisa giant lion controlled by Ander, the nine-headed sea monster is not a dead thing, and will not stubbornly stay in one place.
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"Huh——"
"Sir, have you ever heard of the Hydra?"
After finding a place to settle down, Hercules began to inquire about the news.
What happened to Silvermoon City was a matter for the future, and he still had a way to learn about it. Killing Hydra was the top priority at the moment.
Ander could actually do this kind of thing for him. As one of the sources of the profession of bards in the world, he didn't know how much news he had learned over the past thousand years.
However, this was Hercules's trial after all. Although Ander didn't mind helping, he would rather let him act on his own in such a small matter.
Hercules had no objection to this, after all, he didn't think it was difficult to inquire about the news.
However, after most of the day, he had to admit that he had underestimated the difficulty of the matter.
"I am Hercules from Thebes, and I came here specifically to kill demons. If you have any relevant news, please tell me, and I am willing to pay for it."
"But if you tell lies to deceive me, then I am not easy to mess with!"
At the end, I didn't know whether my face was a little red or black.
In the pocket on Hercules' chest, Ander moved at the right time.
The young hero was not lacking in wisdom, but he was still fooled by someone.
If Ander hadn't said that the so-called "Siren Address" he got was probably fake, I'm afraid he would have foolishly looked for it.
"Nine-headed Siren Hydra?"
The names are a little different, but it's obviously because of the accent difference caused by different regions.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Hercules nodded affirmatively.
"That's it. I wonder if you three know its whereabouts?"
"Hmm..."
The old man in the lead hesitated for a moment, and he looked at the hero in front of him.
The God of the West Wind did not lie, he had spread the story of Hercules killing the giant lion.
But the spread of news takes time, and things that happened in the north can never spread to the south of the continent in such a short time.
So naturally no one knows the name of Hercules, and the old man just shook his head.
"I know where Hydra is, but I can't tell you."
"Young man, there were many people like you who hoped to do great things and become famous, but their results were not very good."
"They either died, or escaped by chance, but were contaminated with the poisonous blood of the nine-headed sea monster and suffered painful torture for the rest of their lives."
"You should go back to where you came from. This is not what you should do."
"Old man, just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it."
"I am the son of a god, and I came here to kill the monster under the guidance of the gods."
It was not easy to meet an old man who seemed to know something, so Hercules was naturally unwilling to give up.
He immediately told his origins. After all, there are still few people in this world who dare to joke with the gods.
Hearing this, the old man was obviously stunned.
He looked at the young hero again and then sighed.
"Young man, I don't know if you really have this ability."
"But if you want to go, then I will go with you."
"To be honest, the reason I know Hydra is because I have a grudge against it."
"My three children were abducted by it and their whereabouts are still unknown. People in our village also died because of it. Only I survived because I was out at the time."
"Since you really want to be its enemy, let me lead the way for you. If you succeed, then I can also regard it as revenge."
"If you can't succeed, then let me die with them."
The old man's words stopped Hercules' refusal from his lips. If there is such a hatred, then it is reasonable for him to choose to go with them.
Although he may not be able to take care of the old man during the battle, the other party has already reported his death, how can he refuse?
"Okay, old man, I can take you... Speaking of which, I don't know what to call you?"
"My name is Meng Yi."
With hatred, the old man gritted his teeth and said.
"My brothers Meng Er and Meng San both died at the hands of the Siren, and my favorite grandson Amon is also missing."
"As long as Hydra can be killed, there is nothing I can't give, and my life is no exception!"
"Hmm..."
"Meng... Yi...?"
The name feels a bit sloppy, but considering that not everyone understands culture, it doesn't seem strange.
In later generations, Eastern countries still use the ranking order of Zhong, Shu, Ji, etc. as folk names, and similar situations are even more common in Chaos.
It's just that they are named with numbers, which is normal... Thinking of this, Hercules nodded.
"Okay, in that case, then Sir Meng Yi, let's take a day off, and then I'll trouble you to lead the way for me."
"As long as you can lead me to the location of the demon, I will kill it and avenge your family."