In the eyes of most gods and people in Chaos, all demons in the world are born crazy and cruel.
They are the embodiment of destruction and the source of all suffering.
These evil lives, like their ancestor Typhon, bring despair and disaster to gods and mortals.
They should be destroyed, and those who kill them can also gain fame, and no one will question this.
Of course, this is the idea of humans.
In the eyes of the demons themselves, and even in the eyes of many lives in the wilderness, perhaps humans are the biggest threat. They
seem to be born weak, but they are constantly opening up the wilderness and occupying the most suitable place for survival.
The descendants of gods emerge in an endless stream, and the gods are their greatest reliance.
On the contrary, those so-called demons often just take refuge in one place and rarely go out. As long as they hide farther away, they will not encounter trouble.
The same thing, from different perspectives, naturally has different conclusions, but this is also related to the strength of the responder himself.
Like the nine-headed snake demon Hydra, it has never paid attention to these things.
After all, whether it is humans or other races, they are completely unable to threaten its immortal life.
The pioneering humans will avoid it. As the most powerful demon in the area, it has always been the only one who troubles others, and no one dares to look for its bad luck.
Such days have lasted for thousands of years, and even the gods can't do anything about it.
However, recently... things seem to be a little wrong.
I don't know why, maybe it's the blood of the King of All Demons that is warning me, Hydra always has a feeling that a disaster is coming.
"Ah-damn things, you are not done, right??!"
"How many times have I said it, it's obviously them who came to me! They want to die, what can I do!!!"
In the swamp full of rotten smell, a demon as powerful as a hill stood on the ground.
The furious Hydra screamed to the sky, trying to scare off the madman in front of it.
But obviously, the young man who came here did not let it go...let himself go.
"Evil demon, do you think I will back down?"
"No, I won't!"
The young man raised a branch he picked up righteously, his face serious and firm, like a fearless warrior.
"Hydra demon, you cruelly killed my beloved relatives and turned them into your food."
"The elders of Meng Village died because of you, do you think this can scare me? No way, I, Meng Jiuwu Erliu, will not give up because of this!"
"Ah - shut up!"
Bang!
The hairless Hydra was furious, its tail raised, and beat the young man in front of it into a meat pie.
The huge snake body slapped the ground until the existence that spoke arrogantly could no longer be seen in human form.
Hydra finally opened its mouth and swallowed the meat paste with mud into its stomach.
"Ah - lunatic, lunatic!"
Bang bang bang -
the snake body twisted meaninglessly, and Hydra felt that he was about to have a mental breakdown.
Three months, it has been three months.
In the past, it would either hibernate or wander in the wilderness, but now everything has changed.
Since meeting the first guy who called himself Amon, Hydra has not had a day of rest.
These mad dog-like "Mon clan members" kept coming to die, as if their number was endless.
At first, Hydra ignored it. It thought it was just free takeout, and after mocking the ignorance of the comers, it made them barbecue.
But in the following days, this kind of "takeout" was almost endless.
One after another, each one was so incomprehensible.
Hydra felt that it was provoked, so it killed the comers more and more cruelly.
However, this kind of killing gradually stopped after a month. It was not because the Hydra felt tired, but because it gradually had some ominous premonitions.
As time passed, an inexplicable sense of fear began to float in its heart.
Although it was hard to say whether it was intuition or something else, every time Hydra killed a madman who wanted to die, he felt like he had lost something.
It wanted to find out the truth, but it didn't know where to start.
Hydra tried every possible means, including coercion, inducement, torture, but the mountain-like shadow continued to crush it.
So fear brought anger, and anger made it even more brutal.
It frantically killed all the life that approached, but it was completely useless.
To this day, the Hydra still doesn't know what it is afraid of, and whether this inexplicable feeling is an illusion.
It only knows that it must do something, otherwise it will regret it sooner or later.
Shasha -
"Huh?"
Eighteen scarlet eyes looked into the distance, even the miasma of the swamp could not cover up the strange and familiar breath.
Hydra clearly saw that another young man rushed towards it with a wooden stick picked up from somewhere, his face full of excitement.
There is no doubt that Hydra has seen too many similar scenes. The next sentence of the other party must be like this -
"Hydra demon, you cruelly killed my beloved relatives and turned them into your food."
"The elders of Meng Village died because of you. Do you think this can scare me? Impossible, I, Meng Jiuwu Erqi, will not give up because of this-"
"Ah-!"
"Die!"
Bang--
with a roar, the almost crazy Hydra killed the madman who rushed up again.
In the past, although it was a demon, Hydra was not a demon without intelligence.
The Sphinx is an example, so the Hydra rarely kills wantonly.
But the experience in recent days has really made it lose its mind a little. Simple annoyance is secondary, but the warning sign in the dark makes it sleepless day and night.
At this moment, Hydra really regretted it.
Yes, just like it said before, it was not the one who started this farce of "revenge".
The Hydra still remembers that bright morning when it had just eaten and met the guy who called himself "Amon". The
other party claimed that he came from a family with a rich bloodline. He heard about the magic of Silver Moon City at home, so he was sent to study here and accidentally entered this place.
So the Hydra, who had eaten and drunk enough, did not kill him, but played a trick of intimidation.
According to common sense, the Hydra would scare this lucky guy to death, just as a digestion exercise. The other party can also save his life, and by the way, after returning to the human world, he can spread the great reputation of Lord Hydra.
However, what the Hydra did not expect was that the other party was not afraid of it at all, and even dared to continue to provoke it, as if the gap between the two sides was as big as the abyss.
"Ah--damn lunatic!"
Bang--
the snake's tail slapped the ground. Every time Hydra thought of this, he gritted his teeth.
Why did he kill him for a moment?
If it happens again... It seems that there is no way, after all, these lunatics do have some problems with their brains.
The arrogant mortal even became more excited after he told the greatness of the King of All Monsters, and wanted to study the source of his bloodline.
That is the ancestor of demons who can defeat the God King. Is this also an existence that he can offend?
"If this is the North, I would have gone to Mount Nisa to find the bad luck of the goddess of fate!"
The red eyes were full of ferocity, and Hydra's body was covered with poison.
It must be said that although everyone in that mortal family was very weak, they were not poisoned to death by the toxins in the swamp.
Perhaps among mortals, they do have some skills.
"…"
"…Just ahead, young hero, we are not far from there."
"Okay, we are finally there."
"Try to stay as far away as possible. After all, if a fight really breaks out, I may not be able to protect your safety."
"Is this…someone coming again?"
The snake head raised, and Hydra vaguely heard a voice in the distance.
However, what made him a little excited this time was that it seemed that the visitors were not the crazy family.
Damn, if it was not for the lack of this function, Hydra really wanted to burst into tears.
Although it may not be a human, there are people who are more like demons than it...
"——Roar!"
With a loud roar, Hydra decided to take the initiative to attract the attention of a visitor.
This time, it must hold back a little and try not to beat the visitor to death.
It is not easy to get a normal person, it has to understand the origin of that group of lunatics.
Can the kingdom of humans be of some use? Their own people come out to commit suicide, don't they care?
There is no way, they don't care, I will.
"Hiss——"
The snake body twisted, and Hydra crawled towards the direction where the sound came from.
It doesn't matter who comes, it's impossible to defeat it anyway.
After all, as an immortal nine-headed snake, no one in this world can kill it.
·······
Ta--
"What an evil demon."
The powerful blood was stimulated, causing the poisonous barrier of the swamp to evade in all directions.
While Hercules was on his way, he listened to Meng Yi telling the story of their family.
A poor village, a studious child.
A sentimental villager, a broken home.
Meng Yi's grandson Amon has been very smart since he was a child, and is praised by people in nearby villages and towns. People say that he will definitely achieve something in the future, and even become a legendary hero.
The young Amon is also very competitive. Not only did he find a way to learn literacy and self-defense martial arts, he even planned to travel a long distance to the legendary Silver Moon City to learn witchcraft, or become a priest of the gods.
"Silvermoon City also has gods, outsider, you should know that, but unlike you, Silvermoon City believes that there is only one god in the world."
"Oh, of course, I know you may not be able to accept it, but they do."
Meng Yi looked nostalgic, as if he remembered the past.
"Later, my grandson was going to prepare before going to Silvermoon City and go to Condonia City to inquire about the news."
"As a result, he disappeared after he left."
"The people in the village came out to inquire one by one, and heard that the last trace he appeared was in the place where the Hydra was active. So everyone thought he was harmed by the demon, and then there were the things that happened later."
"I see... I will avenge you."
Nodding, the young hero recognized the family affection of this tribe.
For a missing child, the whole village came out to look for him, and even ended up being retaliated by the demon, ending up in today's situation, which is really worthy of pity.
Invisibly, this also strengthened Hercules' determination to go on this trip. He was not only for his own mission, but also to eliminate a harm for mankind.
"Young man, if you can beat them, then fight. If you can't, run away first. Don't worry about me."
"You are still young. Even if you are not a match for the demon now, there will be a day sooner or later."
Meng Yi sighed, and then gave another warning.
Obviously, he didn't want to see such a capable young man die in vain.
But Hercules just waved his hand. He didn't think the Hydra could do anything to him.
"Thank you for your kindness, but Hydra is not my opponent."
Continue to move forward, cross the stream, and pass through the miasma.
I don't know how long I walked. At a certain moment, in the increasingly dense poisonous fog, the young hero heard Meng Yi's voice.
"...Just in front, young hero, we are not far away from there."
"Okay, we are finally there."
Hercules' spirit became excited with a serious look. "Try
to stay away from them. After all, if we really fight, I may not be able to protect your safety."
Tap--
"Roar--"
Take two steps forward and suddenly hear a roar.
Hercules instantly realized that he was in the right place.
It seems that this demon is provoking me... Very good.
Then let me see what you are capable of.
Heracles did not try to communicate, nor did he feel the need to communicate.
In Chaos's simple understanding as a mortal, monsters like the Hydra were not good things.
They could not communicate with humans, and even if they did, it was only for deception and lies.
So when he heard the roar, the young hero jumped up and went to the direction where the sound came from.
"Come--"
"Demon, die!"
Picking up the iron rod he carried with him, Heracles hit it down.
In the water a thousand meters away, Hydra suddenly raised his head and looked at the human rushing towards him.
It did not dodge, but raised its snake head and rushed forward.
"Bang--!"
"Roar--!"
A muffled sound was accompanied by the roar of the Hydra.
Under the great strength of Hercules, Hydra was beaten up for a while.
However, the Hydra monster has more than one head. Even if it loses one, it still has eight safe and sound.
Sudden heavy blow, Hydra also realized the extraordinary of the person who came. It put away some of its contempt and used its own unique skills.
"Hiss-"
"Hiss-"
"Hiss-"
"..."
The eight snake heads screamed to the sky, and dark green mist emanated from them.
The strong toxin instantly corroded everything around, and even the space produced a slight fluctuation.
In an instant, the iron rod that had just hit the Hydra turned into molten iron, and Hercules' clothes also dissolved.
Only the coat made of giant lion fur was safe and sound, and was not affected by the toxin at all.
"Is this the poison of Hydra? It is really powerful!"
With a solemn face, looking at the broken weapon in his hand, Hercules suddenly felt the power of the demon.
It is worthy of being a demon that makes it difficult for the incarnations of the gods and the heroes of thousands of years to suppress it. It not only has an immortal life, but also has such a terrible poison.
Even if an ordinary artifact is accidentally contaminated with this toxin inherited from the King of All Monsters, it may lose its power and need to be washed with divine power for a long time before it can be restored.
In contrast, the iron rod that Hercules found casually was just an ordinary object, how could it resist this terrible poison?
For a moment, the young hero couldn't help but want to find a handy weapon.
Otherwise, in front of the enemies he will face in the future, the ordinary objects will be of no use at all.
"Hahaha... see, mortal."
"You are not my opponent. No one has been able to kill me for thousands of years. I advise you to give up quickly, maybe you can still save your life."
Laughing loudly, Hydra was amazed at the material of the lion skin on Hercules' body, and sneered.
Although it intends to let this mortal who has finally met do things for it, the Hydra does not think that it can convince the other party with words alone.
After all, it still has to defeat the other party first. This is not only the principle of demons, but also the principle of humans.
"Heh."
With a cold snort, the young hero did not reply.
He threw the useless iron rod aside, and the blood in his body became more and more boiling.
The hydra's toxins are indeed powerful. Even if he was not bitten by the fangs, just the part scattered in the air made him a little dizzy.
But the brief collision just now also let Hercules know that the opponent's strength was far inferior to his.
Bang -
he stomped his right foot on the ground, leaving a huge pit in the original place.
Hercules flew forward.
Seeing this, a snake head wanted to resist, but was directly pinched by the hands wrapped in lion skin.
For a moment, the thick snake head was surrounded by someone, and Hydra was about to break free, but unexpectedly, an infinite force accompanied by pain hit his heart.
The next moment, a column of blood sprayed out, but it was a head of the nine-headed snake that was pulled off alive.
"Uh - human, you dare!" He
roared loudly, and Hydra glared at the young hero in the pain of losing his head.
This mortal actually has such great strength... Hydra was a little shocked, but not afraid.
No one can kill it, not even itself. So its remaining head opened its mouth to bite, but Hercules easily avoided it.
The hero's flexible figure jumped between the huge snake bodies, and Hercules was ready to repeat the same trick.
Even if he had no weapons, his well-forged body was the most powerful weapon. He
jumped up and tried to get close to the other snake head. However, at this moment, Hercules suddenly found that in front of him, flesh and blood began to grow from the broken neck of Hydra, and another snake head grew out.
"It's useless, mortal."
"Cut off one, and two will grow. There will be millions of heads, endless."
"Although this is just a rumor of mortals, it is not difficult for me to grow one after one."
After recovering from the severe pain, Hydra stared at the hero in front of him.
It admitted that this guy did have some skills, and it couldn't do anything to him for a while.
If it were normal days, Hydra would naturally not mind fighting him for three hundred rounds.
But thinking about the recent experience, the nine-headed snake squeezed out a hideous smile.
"Mortal, I know why you are here."
"You all want to kill me and use my life to achieve your own fame."
"But I am a Hydra, an immortal demon. Even if I don't resist, no one in this world can kill me."
"You can't do anything to me... But if you can do me a small favor, I can leave here and live somewhere else. And you will enjoy the reputation of defeating me in the world." "
...The lies of the demons."
Somewhat surprised, Hercules didn't expect that the nine-headed Hydra could communicate with him so systematically.
Therefore, although he didn't intend to agree to the other party's request, he still stopped temporarily and was willing to listen to what the other party wanted to do.
"Demons may not all lie, and those who are covered in human skin may not all know how to keep their promises. Humans, ever since I heard the history circulating among humans and heard them describe how the despicable God King defeated the great demon ancestor, I don't think you really have the so-called "morality" to speak of." With a sneer, Hydra didn't intend to tangle with him any more.
What happened to the gods had nothing to do with it. It just wanted to solve the trouble it encountered.
"Mortals, I hope you can restrain the words and deeds of your own kind and don't always disturb my peace."
"Especially a group of guys who claim to be from Meng Village, they are just looking for trouble..."
"——Hydra, die!"
The Hydra hadn't finished speaking yet, and suddenly, an old shout came from behind Hercules.
The young hero didn't need to turn around, he knew that it must be Meng Yi who showed him the way.
Sure enough, a figure quickly rushed past him. The old man who had been traveling with him waved his arms and charged forward, his face full of grief and anger.
"?"
"These annoying things again!"
With a change of face, Hydra wanted to slap the other party to death with his tail. But thinking of his purpose, he forced himself to hold back.
The Hydra tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and then swung its snake tail "gently", trying to push the old guy away.
The other party came at the right time. It happened that I could just let this young man take him away and tell them not to bother me again in the future...
Bang -
I was thinking about where I would go after getting rid of the trouble, but the next moment, Hydra was stunned on the spot.
It watched its tail gently push the mortal away, but in just a glance, the other party fell to the ground and blood flowed out of his seven orifices.
It shouldn't be, is he dead?
But the problem is that I didn't intend to kill him, how could he die?
But then again, is the technology of human suicide so advanced now? If I hadn't done it myself, I wouldn't have realized that he was actually committing suicide...
"-Hydra, you demon dare to commit murder in front of me!"
A loud shout sounded, instantly interrupting the Hydra's thoughts.
Hydra raised his snake head, and what came into view was the angry Hercules.
The young hero obviously didn't expect Meng Yi to die in front of him like this, and he didn't even realize what tricks the demon in front of him used to kill the poor old man here.
Looking at the ferocious expression of the other party, I actually thought it was smiling before? What a mistake.
Sure enough, there are many demons who are good at flattery. I was not very knowledgeable before, otherwise how could I fall for its trick of delaying time?
"Hydra, die!"
Without hesitation, Hercules shouted angrily and punched it.
Hydra's ability to regenerate flesh and blood is indeed very strong, but he is not really helpless against the other party.
After all, he is no longer a human now. As a long-standing evil god, Ander gave him a solution.
Since the other party is still alive, then find a way to make it lose its ability to do evil and separate it.
Ander used the conceptual "line" to connect them together, so that they are still a "whole" in a sense.
Since it is still "complete", there is no need to regenerate.
And since it has been separated, the power of each part is greatly weakened.
Although this may not kill Hydra, as long as it can prevent it from harming people, Hercules thinks this method is very good.
It is better to suppress such a ferocious demon.
If it is allowed to continue to be active in the world, I wonder how many more people will die because of it.
······
Boom-
boom-
bang-bang!
In the Wubian Great Swamp, huge vibrations kept ringing.
The Hydra monster screamed to the sky, and the blood of the demigod hero broke through the clouds.
On a small hill some distance away from the battlefield, a young man was holding a telescope and looking towards the battlefield.
Although Hercules had found a way to deal with the Hydra, he still needed some time to subdue the monster.
The battle had lasted for a day and a night, and the young man had also watched for a day and a night.
"Tsk, is this the blood of the God King of this world? It's quite powerful."
"There is also this abnormal disturbance. He is afraid that he has a destiny interaction with more than one great divine power."
"I really didn't expect it. I just wanted to find out some information, but I encountered such an interesting thing."
"What is this, some kind of 'attraction'?"
With a smile on his lips, Amon put down the alchemical telescope that he had taken from somewhere, and glanced at the sky in the distance as if unintentionally.
There seems to be something hidden there, it should be a god... Most likely it is the wind god of this world.
It seems to have come with the son of the God King. Unfortunately, my current strength is far from enough, otherwise it would not be bad to attach it directly to his body.
Well... It doesn't matter, there is still a long time. Compared with Hemenu, Chaos is much more interesting.
The God King is not the supreme of this world. In addition to him, there are primitive gods living in all directions.
The gods are immortal and enjoy the blessings of the world.
There is also the existence that destroyed Hemenu. He should be one of the primitive gods.
The so-called Lord of the Spirit World is Him, which is more in line with the authority and power He possesses.
"I originally wanted to go to the city that believes in Him to take a look. Who knows that I can encounter traces of the third world halfway."
"Typhon... King of All Monsters?"
"If I sense it correctly, it may also have traces of foreign visitors... Is it an existence like me, or something else?"
"And this son of the God King..."
He raised the telescope again. Although he had lost all his strength, the transcendent essence of God Amon still remained on him.
Observing the trajectory of fate is one of the insignificant abilities.
If you want to replace an existence and take over everything it has, then the fate it originally carried will naturally be included... So just by meeting him, Amon discovered that Hercules was unusual.
"The son of the God King, the god of faith related to the Outer Gods."
"Well... let's do it."
It was just an avatar, and Amon didn't care about his own life or death.
If he could get in touch with the secrets of the upper layer of this world, it would be the best, after all, Ra was once the God King.
If not, then I will die and randomly frame a god I don't like.
Anyway, I am just an outsider, no matter who is unlucky...what does it have to do with me.
The battle between the demon and the hero lasted for three days and three nights. It was not until the evening of the third day that the fighting in the swamp finally subsided.
During this period, the Hydra tried to defend itself several times, but Hercules naturally could not believe it.
A demon that had just killed in front of him, no matter whether the old man before was killed by it or not, and whether there was any problem between them, the sins committed by Hydra in the past thousand years were beyond doubt.
So the young hero ignored the demon's sophistry, and Hydra was gradually aroused in the battle and lost his mind.
From morning to night, and then from night to morning.
In three days, Hercules finally lived up to expectations.
He cut off the eight heads of Hydra, but with the help of Ander, he kept them connected with the main body, so that the Hydra could not produce new heads.
He buried the eight heads deep in the earth so that they could never see each other again.
However, the immortal snake demon was still strong, and even the severed snake head continued to ooze out poisonous blood.
The poisonous blood infected the earth and spread to the ground, creating eight large poisonous swamps.
Various mosquitoes, insects, rats and ants began to reproduce in it, and an ecology that was very different from the outside world gradually formed.
As for Hydra's body, it was also divided.
The organs were taken out, and the nine-headed snake had no strength.
The fangs were pulled out, and it lost the ability to resist.
The young hero finally used his boundless power to lift up a corner of the mountain and buried the main snake head of Hydra.
In this way, as long as there is no accident, it will never do evil in the world again.
"Human, you will regret it."
Under the mountain, even if the fangs were pulled out, Hydra was still ferocious.
But compared to before, its mentality was much better.
For some reason, although it is now in a mess, the warning sign in the dark has disappeared.
It's as if the knife that was originally across the neck was taken away, or the knife holder found a more suitable target.
"You kill me on behalf of mankind, you kill me according to the will of the gods, but powerful mortal, do you really know their true colors?"
"You only believed their one-sided words and thought they were righteous and I was evil."
"But I kill to fill my stomach, as long as I don't have to worry about hunger, I rarely take the initiative to kill people. Even if I need to find food, I never care whether my prey is human or beast, but your kind is different from the gods."
"Those who eat people because of hunger will stop when they are no longer hungry; but those who don't eat people for hunger, why will they stop?"
"Even you yourself may be just their food, but you don't know it yet."
"...The demon's lies."
Hercules did not react after listening to Hydra's heart-breaking words.
"Heh, whether you believe it or not, I still want to tell you the truth from another perspective."
"I believe that one day, you will take a different path from the gods... Maybe at that time you will understand how great the King of Monsters is."
The snake head of the core of Hydra shook slightly, and then a transparent crystal precipitated from it.
Hercules didn't know what it was, but Ander, who also saw this scene, signaled him to accept it.
"That should be a memory, and judging from the appearance of Hydra, this is probably the legacy it inherited from Typhon, the King of Monsters."
"As for the cause and effect of Typhon's death, I am not very clear. Maybe with the help of it, you can see the history that has been covered up."
"Okay."
Boom-
nodding, Hercules picked up the crystal, and then completely pressed the Hydra under the mountain.
With a loud bang, the earth trembled slightly, and the once invincible demon was suppressed underneath and could never come out again.
Finally, the Hydra was eliminated and another trial was completed. For a moment, the young hero felt that he had gained a lot.
He gained a lot of knowledge and learned a lot of things he didn't know before.
However, thinking of Hydra's last words, Hercules could not help but have some interest in the legendary king of all monsters.
Typhon, the most terrible monster in the world, once made the God King fail.
What would the memories left by such a person say?
"No hurry, leave here first."
Putting away the crystal, Hercules was not in a hurry to check the contents inside.
Although the young hero was not afraid of the poison barrier here, it did not mean that he liked it here.
Moreover, although he won the previous battle, it did not mean that he was not injured at all.
Hydra's snake venom is indeed terrible, and the lion skin cannot cover his whole body.
So without noticing it for a while, Hercules did get some venom. Although this is not a serious injury, it cannot be underestimated after all.
...
Since the mission was completed, Hercules set out on the way back.
But to his surprise, halfway through, he actually met a guy who should have been missing.
It was a black-haired young man who was tied to a big tree and had obviously been unconscious for a long time.
The young hero naturally rescued him, but the result surprised him. "You mean, you are Amon?"
"Didn't you die at the hands of the Hydra?"
Hercules frowned slightly, looking at the young man who was wolfing down the food and asked.
Was he deceived again? But the old man who led the way was dead, why did he lie to him?
"Hydra? There shouldn't be any."
"I just met robbers on the way to Silver Moon City, and they robbed me of everything I had... As for you, I am very grateful that you saved me, but we shouldn't have known each other before."
The young man who had obviously been hungry for several days asked curiously after taking a bite of the pancake.
"Well... it seems that I remembered it wrong."
After a moment of silence, Hercules recalled it, but the result left him speechless.
Yes, it seems that the old man never said that Amon was dead, he just said he was missing.
Although the most terrifying thing around here is the Hydra, no one stipulates that the bad things here must be done by it.
So in this way, everything makes sense.
From Hydra's point of view, it did not kill Amon... but it was not in vain.
After all, Meng Yi's hatred was just an inducement. The other party had killed countless mortals in the past thousand years.
Whether Meng Yi showed the way or not, he would eventually come to kill him.
Realizing his mistake, Hercules quickly reacted.
He apologized to the young man, and then told him about the experience of Meng Village.
For a moment, the young man named Amon seemed to have suffered a huge blow. Looking at him, Hercules seemed to see himself when he killed his parents.
It was because of his mistakes that his relatives died. The two of them were very similar.
"…So, hero from Thebes, are you here to complete the trial of the gods and obtain the secret of resurrection from the dead?"
After a long time, the young man who seemed to have recovered from the blow asked.
"Yes, according to legend, the destination of all spirits in the world is the spirit world, and there is a way to resurrect from the dead there."
"But this journey is long, and it may be difficult for ordinary people to make the journey."
Seeing the young man's thoughts, Hercules couldn't help but persuade him.
But obviously, Amon would not give up after suddenly finding out that his relatives and neighbors died because of him.
"I hope to go with you, and I am not as fragile as you think. Since you have met my grandfather, you should have noticed his special place."
"You mean-"
After a moment of hesitation, Hercules immediately reacted.
To say that it is special, it seems that it is indeed a little bit.
The poisonous fog of the Hydra is very strong. If it were an ordinary person, he would not wait to die in its hands and would have lost his life in the fog in the swamp, but the old man named Meng Yi was not afraid at all and could walk in it as if it were flat ground.
"That is the secret of our family. We know some special secrets. Although our own strength is not strong, we can help you in many places."
"And whether you are willing to go with me or not, I will not give up exploring the mystery of resurrection from the dead. In this case, are you still going to refuse me?"
The young man asked again, and this time after hesitating for a while, Hercules finally nodded and agreed.
It was a long time before going to the spirit world, so he could also see the other party's ability on the way.
"Ander, what do you think of this guy?"
There was one more person in the team, but Hercules still had some doubts about Amon's joining.
After all, he didn't know much about him... Of course, he didn't know much about Ander either.
"For him... I can't see any problem with him. But with my many years of experience, this man named Amon always gives me a weird feeling."
The puppet didn't speak, but his voice still reached Hercules' ears.
"Everything about him is normal, but it gives me a sense of disharmony... It's a pity that if I can find that artifact, maybe I can find out if there is a problem behind him."
"Artifact, what do you mean, the [Mirror of Splendor] that I told you about before?"
Hercules said in his heart with an unchanged expression.
"No, that is an artifact in the [Space] field, but it is not very useful to me. What I want to find is the legendary [Pen of Hypnos]."
The puppet's tone was a little more emotional, and when its little hand flipped, a small book appeared.
It was a gift from the person who had given him the godhood. He named it [Ender's Script]. (See 3-37)
As for [The Pen of Hypnos]...
"It is said that it was the product of a rebellion, and an existence that was almost at the pinnacle of true God was exiled because of it." (See 3-75)
"But his imaginary creation also became real because of it, and it truly possessed some incredible power."
"If one day you enter the spirit world, maybe you can see it."
Ender didn't take it seriously. He didn't think Hercules would be so lucky, but the young hero secretly noted it down.
[The Pen of Hypnos]... He will look for it when he has a chance.
Although he doesn't know what the ability of this artifact is, since Ender cares so much about it, it must be an ordinary item.
For most beings in the material world, the realms above the second spiritual world are mostly unknown.
Even those who believe in the gods who have promoted the kingdom of God to the fifth spiritual world rarely know about the previous spiritual worlds.
Especially in the dream spiritual world, no one knows how many dangers are hidden in the interface composed of illusions and chaotic time.
For thousands of years, more than one god has tried to develop faith and open up the kingdom of God there, but without exception, they all paid the price for it.
So gradually, it was regarded as an exclusive restricted area.
No one dared to approach it anymore, only Ander was different.
After all, the answer he wanted to find was there, so for hundreds of years, he kept looking for a way to the deepest part of the spiritual world.
Although he failed in the end due to his own strength, it was not without gain.
At least he can be sure that the "road" to the core of the spiritual world should be real, and during this time, Ander also learned a lot of things that outsiders don't know.
The so-called [Hypnos Pen] is one of them.
"By the way, Ander, is 'Hypnos' the name of a god?"
He didn't know when the god of the west wind would come to arrange the next task, but Hercules was determined to go to Silvermoon City to take a look.
However, what Ander had said before still aroused his curiosity. A god at the top of the true gods... This should be a great god comparable to the goddess of wisdom Athena.
"But why have I never heard of his existence? Such a god, even if he doesn't belong to Olympus, should not be unknown."
"There are many powerful but unknown gods in this world. It's not surprising that you haven't heard of him."
He said casually, but Ander also admitted that among those powerful gods, Hypnos was indeed the least famous one.
"He is the god in charge of sleep, and the offspring of the power of the spirit world and the eternal night."
"The eternal night gave him a peaceful sleep, and the spirit gave him dreams."
"Legend has it that this ancient god of sleep holds a power that no other god can be immune to. Even an existence comparable to the king of gods will be infected by his power without being prepared and fall into a peaceful sleep."
"So the great will of the spirit world made the third level of the spirit world his fiefdom, and he became even more arrogant... Of course, this also fueled his ambition."
"I see." He
nodded slightly. Even without listening to the subsequent content, Hercules could guess it.
All the gods of the past dynasties were like this. It was nothing more than a rebellion. It was just that this god named Hypnos did not succeed, and only left a divine artifact to witness his glory.
However, the god of sleep... He had a vague intuition that he might need the help of dreams in his future trials.
Although he was confident that his power was unstoppable, it was only limited to the earth.
Not to mention that they might have to go to the spirit world later, even in the underworld and the starry sky, the upper limit of power there is not limited to demigods.
In such a place, no one dares to say that they are invincible. Hercules is confident, but not an arrogant madman.
"Then Ander, do you know where this banished god of sleep has gone? Or is there anything else in this world that contains his power?"
"I don't know about that. Even those spiritual beings don't know about his whereabouts."
Ander spread his hands and said he didn't know.
But after thinking for a while, he still gave another answer.
"Of course I don't know the real whereabouts of Hypnos, the god of sleep, but I do know something that contains his power."
"Where is it?"
He asked subconsciously, and then realized that he was no longer alone.
Hercules turned his head and glanced at the young man named Amon, but Amon, who noticed the movement, just smiled at him, as if he didn't realize what happened.
"It should be in the Land of Eternal Night in the Underworld."
"That is the realm that encompasses the Underworld, and it is also the body of the original god, a holy land of eternal peace."
Ignoring Hercules's actions, Ander's voice gradually became serious.
"The Mother of Night lives here for a long time, and the legend says that the God of Sleep was born here."
"Before those ancient years, Hypnos walked out from here and never returned."
"But where he was born, his power must have remained."
"I see, the Land of Eternal Night..."
Hercules nodded secretly after learning a little more. However, seeing his reaction, Ander immediately reminded him.
"Don't think too much. Even though I told you, it doesn't mean you can go."
"The Land of Eternal Night is not anywhere else. It is a forbidden area for all people and gods in the world. Even the king of gods on Mount Olympus dare not set foot there easily."
"Don't look at you as if you are strong, but you are nothing there. Unless you find the right path, you will have no chance to go there."
"The right path, what is that?"
Hercules asked, and Ander responded casually: "The right path... I'm not particularly clear."
"But nothing is absolute, even the realm of the original gods. It is rumored that there is only one right path in the Land of Eternal Night-the legendary [Nyx Trail]."
"Follow this path, you can avoid 90% of the threats there. In addition, any person or god who breaks into the Land of Eternal Night is equivalent to facing death."
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Sass—— West of the Aigario Mountains, there is a vast wasteland.
The wind whistled, blowing flags and fallen leaves.
The cold wind of early winter blew on the soldiers' faces. It must be said that this was not a good time to send troops.
However, the mythological era is always different, and many rules of later generations cannot be applied here.
So under the premise of ensuring logistics, the morale in this camp is still good.
Especially not long ago, the main force of Mycenae finally arrived here, and the leader was the hero Agamemnon (γαμμνων, meaning "unwavering"), who was famous in all countries.
The king, who was in his prime, punished the vanguard officer and ordered him to be the future siege driver. He could only be pardoned if he survived three times.
Then he reorganized military affairs, planned the positions of the future countries after they arrived, and invited Odysseus and Argos' generals to the banquet.
At the banquet, Agamemnon generously admitted his mistake of using the wrong people, but also angrily denounced the meanness of the Athenians.
In the back and forth, the defeat in the first battle seemed to have been skipped, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
"It seems that the world's praise for him is not groundless. Agamemnon still has some ability."
Standing on a high slope and looking at the camp, Odysseus praised.
Compared with the previous vanguard, the camp that Agamemnon personally arranged seemed much more orderly.
Especially the various light and dark sentinels, which can prevent sneak attacks to the greatest extent.
Perhaps in later generations, this is a basic ability of a leader. But in this era, this is already an outstanding military talent.
"What about you, you just watch him take the lead in the coalition and arrange all kinds of affairs?" This
is not the first time that Mod has mentioned this. Since the main force of Mycenae arrived, he has hinted more than once that Odysseus will compete with the other party for dominance.
However, to Mod's disappointment, Odysseus did nothing from beginning to end, as if he had acquiesced to the other party's leadership.
"What's the hurry? The coalition hasn't arrived yet, why bother to be the first bird to come out."
Shaking his head gently, Odysseus didn't care.
However, looking at his friend who was still a little dissatisfied, he still explained a few more words.
"I know what you want to say. If I acquiesce, it will weaken my reputation and it will be difficult to fight for it later... But Maud, I don't think the Athenians' means are limited to this."
"...The coalition... The coalition... Even if they all arrive, can we really unite together?"
The tone was a bit inexplicable. Odysseus knew that Maud couldn't understand, but he didn't continue.
It's not that he didn't want to explain, but he saw that the camp below suddenly became chaotic.
The soldiers walked out of the tents, looking as if they were facing a great enemy. And in the tent in the center, Agamemnon also walked out in armor.
Looking at the posture, it seemed like he was going to welcome a big battle.
"Huh?"
"What's going on?"
Some were strange, and more confused.
After all, this place is high above, and Odysseus can be sure that there is absolutely no sign of foreign enemy attack nearby.
There is no enemy but the army is gathering, so what happened to cause such a commotion?
"Odysseus, look!"
Maud suddenly spoke, and Odysseus looked in the direction of the voice.
Thousands of feet away from the camp, a figure seemed to be approaching.
The man was holding a spear and was not wearing heavy armor, but for some reason, Odysseus felt as if he was facing a great enemy.
That was a warning from the spirit. This strange existence was definitely a powerful demigod that was rare in the world.
At least in terms of personal strength, even without fighting, Odysseus could be sure that he was no match.
"Who is he?"
Odysseus asked. Such a person was unknown and was intercepted outside the camp of the coalition.
What was he doing here, and was he a helper invited by the Athenians?
All kinds of speculations came to his mind, but before Mod, who was also confused, could respond, Odysseus heard the loud voice of the man who came over a hundred miles away.
He seemed to have no regard for the hundreds of thousands of troops, and the so-called dignity of the countries was not taken seriously by him.
He just stood there and challenged anyone who might respond to him.
"The coalition of countries?"
"Ridiculous."
With a sneer, the young hero shouted loudly at the chaotic camp caused by his arrival.
"Are you going to attack Athens?"
"Come--"
"Achilles is here..."
"Who dares to fight me!"