greek mythology stuff

Chapter 50 Wandering Mortals

above the earth.

The setting sun is shining in the west, and the evening breeze is like the tender hands of a lover, wiping away people's tiredness of the day.

In a village far away, people who had worked in animal skins for a whole day came back laughing. They praised the greatness of the gods, especially Demeter, the goddess of abundance, whom people highly respected.

"Praise the Goddess," they said as they marched, as if their belief in Demeter, the goddess of fertility, had been engraved in their bones and melted in their veins.

This may be because thunder, sea and aging are too far away from them, but a good harvest is closely related to their own happiness.

Every harvest determines their tomorrow and future.

Chiron liked to watch them from a distance.

He felt that although human life is only a short hundred years, it is more exciting than the eternal time of gods.

Because it is short-lived, I will do my best to burn and bloom myself.

But he's not in that mood now.

The feet without shoes and socks on the face twisted wantonly, causing the skin on Chiron's face to be slightly deformed, and the lips were slightly opened due to the distortion, revealing the broken teeth and blood foam inside. The fractures of the teeth were extremely irregular, like It was forcibly broken by Juli and clever strength.

Chiron endured the humiliation silently, his half-man, half-horse body lay on the ground sideways, like a dead person.

The green grass under the head has been crushed out of the juice, and black soil can be seen.Juice and soil mixed in everything, making Chiron look a bit embarrassed.

But he dared not resist.

He is very clear about his position, as the weakest of the gods, if he wants to live well, he must learn to be patient.

Thinking of what happened to him, Chiron couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I'm really unlucky."

Indeed, Chiron's luck was not so good.

Perhaps even Poseidon, who set off the world-destroying flood, did not expect that there would be gods so weak that they would be engulfed by the flood and forced to come to the earth from the depths of the sea.

The road to the sea is too long, and it is not Chiron's home, or rather, he has no home.

He is wandering in the world.

After a few days of comfortable life, he was discovered by the new gods who wanted to prove himself, and was selected as the object of Liwei.

Chiron knew that the person who had bullied him was called Apata, the goddess of deceit, one of the only recently born children of Nyx, the goddess of the night.

She is weak and has only a little divine power.

However, she has authority...

Chiron automatically compares her to those famous goddesses.

He quickly came to a conclusion.

It's not at the same level at all, whether it's stamina or strength.

After recovering from her wild thoughts, the boldly dressed but narrow-minded woman had left at some point.

Maybe, she also thinks it's boring to humiliate a person who can't even resist.

Chiron got up from the ground.

There is a small waterfall on the side, and the water falls on the river, creating countless bubbles and swirls.

Chiron walked to the river in silence, washed the dirt off his face with water, and then took a mouthful of river water to clean the sticky blood in his mouth.

"vomit."

The muddy red river water was spit out, but Chiron was stunned.

He saw a pattern appear on his arm at some point, simple lines outlined the shape of a box.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and the moment he touched the pattern, infinite power surged out of his body.

How powerful this power is, Chiron has a feeling that even without authority, he is no longer an ordinary god.

He looked at the sun that was about to set in the west, and the sun god Helios was driving the sun chariot with infinite majesty.

But at this moment, Chiron felt from the bottom of his heart that Helios would be just that without the chariot of the sun.

He was a little dazed, longing for the power to finally arrive for an unknown amount of time, but he felt at a loss.

Words of indistinguishable gender sounded in my heart: "Kill those new gods..."

……

At this moment.

In the river of oaths flowing in chaos, there are broken bones floating in the river, with a small golden apple in the mouth of the bones.

He came from the upper reaches of the river.

He is very weak, so weak that none of the primitive gods straddling the chaos noticed him.

If there is no accident, he will be taken to the underworld by the flowing river, and will lie in the mud at the bottom of the river forever.

But a ray of divine power symbolizing darkness suddenly appeared, making the river turbulent.

Naturally, the bones were thrown into the chaos by the flowing river, and flew towards the present world. Coincidentally, there happened to be an unhealed opening on the boundary wall in front of him. It was the gods who traveled between the present world and chaos. forcibly torn apart.

The bones entered the world and fell to the ground.

Because of the violent rolling, the golden apple in the mouth collided with the teeth, and a hole was broken in the peel, a little golden juice flowed in the mouth, the broken bones gradually recovered, and flesh and blood grew on the white bones...

……

Chiron ran across the land without stopping for a moment.

Through villages and rivers, ordinary people can see his back, but they can never catch up with his footsteps.

Finally, he stopped on a wilderness.

Without using the power of Peng Bai in his body, he directly used his hands to dig on the ground.

After digging down about two or three meters, I saw a long corridor leading deep underground.

There was a lot of stagnant water in the corridor, and Chiron waded through the water. According to the induction provided by the means left behind, he found the most unique one in the corridor with a huge number of rooms.

There is a knife holder inlaid on the door of the room, and a dagger lingering in death is placed on the knife holder.

He opened the door and took the dagger away.

In the darkness, Chiron, who is a god, could see the golden coffin placed in the room, and when he opened the lid, Linkos, the target of this trip, was lying inside.

He turned Linkos over and found a unique strand of hair from his hair, which was exactly the same as the hair on his horse-shaped lower body, only thinner and less noticeable.

Putting away his hair, he stretched out his hand to the hole in Linkos' back, where a lot of dead energy was entwined.

Dispelling the dead air with the power bestowed by the unknown god, he turned Linkos over again.

Closing the coffin lid, Chiron took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and quickly drew a circle with the dagger against his side.

Accompanied by gushing blood, the severed hand with the box pattern fell on the coffin lid.

The power that was so strong that it was almost uncontrollable disappeared, and the feeling of emptiness followed.

Putting the lifeless dagger together on the coffin lid, Chiron walked out of the room and closed the door with his only remaining hand.

In the dark corridor, he hummed softly as he walked, not knowing who to listen to:

"Dreams are nothing but dreamy bubbles chased in youth."

"We all thought we could leave everything behind and die like a hero..."

He walked out of the promenade and disappeared in the direction of the sea.

Behind him, the door to another room opened.

A man who was half bone and half flesh came out, still holding a golden apple in his mouth.

He went into the room where Chiron had been, and removed the severed hand and the dead dagger from the coffin lid.

Pushing back the coffin lid made of gold, he stared at Linkos lying quietly inside.

"Lucky you."

"But luckily, you just can't take it," he said.

After a while.He seems to have discovered something.

The dagger cut through the chest and dug out Linkos' heart. The heart was burning with flames, and the flames illuminated his face.

He is exactly the same as Linkos in the coffin? ! ! !

Following the wound in the heart, the dagger continued to draw down.

The belly was ripped open, and a fennel branch that was still burning was taken out.

Then, the person who came did the same thing, cut open his body with a dagger, put his heart and branches in, and then chopped off his unarmed hand. The golden apple was finally chewed and swallowed.

On the bones, flesh and blood germinated rapidly, making him truly alive.

Close the coffin lid, walk out of the room, and close the door.

He walked in the promenade, humming softly as if responding to his predecessors: "Dreams are something like this, if you don't chase after it, you will always feel unwilling."

"Growing old with regrets, only remorse is left in the memories..."

He walked out of the corridor, buried the hole, and disappeared into the ground.

(End of this chapter)