Chapter 226 The Birth of a Humanoid Succubus
In the sacred pool of Paphos, the mist is swirling.
The goddess Aphrodite was dressed in a light veil, wearing an exquisite crown on her head, and a golden belt around her slender waist. She stood lightly by the pool, looking incredibly beautiful. The air seemed to emit an intoxicating sweetness. It was obvious that she had pushed her power of love and beauty to the extreme.
And at her feet, roses broke through the cobblestone roads and steps and blossomed to their fullest. The petals, which seemed to be dyed with the blood of gods, fell into the misty water, creating tiny ripples and halos on the surface of the water.
“Crash!”
As Aphrodite gently raised her hand, the divine liquid in the holy pool receded, revealing the figure in the center who had undergone the complete divinity baptism of the god of love.
The young man with silver hair and a shawl has a flawless body, like a gem. His skeleton and muscles perfectly conform to the golden ratio. There is no excess and no defect. It seems that his existence is to explain the meaning of "beauty" to the world.
Just by stopping and watching the three graceful figures not far away, one can't help but feel intoxicated, with a dry mouth and an instinctive swallowing reaction that makes one move one's throat involuntarily.
Up ahead, the crumbling Aphrodite snorted in annoyance.
"You three little sluts, what are you standing there for? Keep going!"
The three Graces standing nearby were awakened from their trance, and immediately realized their own gaffe. Their cheeks flushed, and they quickly stepped forward to take over the position of their own deity. They stood in a triangle formation at the edge of the circular sacred pool, chanting the words of consecration together, and worshipped the rose wreaths in their hands one by one.
"The King we serve,
May your name be sanctified.
May your grace be revealed,
May your will be done on earth,
As if walking in heaven.
Our daily bread,
Give us (Kitchen God) today.
Our joyous wine,
Feast us this day (Bacchus);
And do not bring the world into temptation,
Save them from evil (ministerial duty of protection).
May magnificence (Aglaia), joy (Euphrosthene), and feasting (Thaliya) be with you;
God’s wisdom, God’s power, and God’s love are with you;
The kingdom, the power, and the glory belong to you.
—From eternity past, till now, and forever and ever!"
The presented rose wreath fell on the neck of the baptized person, and an invisible and intangible, indescribable, yet omnipresent and ever-present meaning condensed on the figure, and roses also spread and grew synchronously under his feet.
As the entire holy pool turned into a sea of flowers, the god with a flawless body as pure as a gem slowly opened his eyes among the flowers, sensed the rose growing from the eighth space of the golden roulette wheel, and couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.
Done! The eighth incarnation [Rose]!
This [symbol of love] and [creature of beauty] watered by the blood of Aphrodite can give life a powerful charm and make it loved by all things.
Of course, at the repeated request of a certain "pure love warrior", this kind of "love" does not arouse the sexual impulses of men and women, but can easily gain the closeness of humans, monsters, and even gods through words, actions, etc., making the surrounding lives subconsciously trust and obey him.
At this point, it is no longer just human hope, but is almost like magic or a curse.
In history, only a few emperors, generals and religious leaders who have a large number of followers and can command the support of the masses have this kind of viral leadership.
As for Loen, it seems that he can play different roles and get the same bonuses.
For example, when he traveled in different cities as a poet, everyone was willing to talk to him or patiently listen to his performance.
When he appeared on the battlefield as a commander, even if he did not have the talent to command a large army, as long as he exerted the power of [Rose], even if it was a life-or-death battle, all the soldiers would fearlessly pick up swords and fight the enemy fanatically.
When he appeared in front of the believers as a religious leader, those followers would continue to feel remorse and anxiety for their own evil intentions or weak faith, until they could no longer endure this kind of spiritual torture, and they would burst into tears in front of him and confess their crimes...
The only pity is that this power has a more obvious effect on lower-level life forms.
Stronger gods and monsters will basically not be directly affected, and can only gain the trust and closeness of the other party through subtle influence over a long period of time.
Even so, Loen was extremely satisfied with the opportunity to make a profit from Aphrodite.
For the Titans who are born as gods, they pay more attention to individual strength. This so-called "charm" may be useless in their eyes.
But for a god on earth like Loen, it is simply an excellent tool for spreading doctrines and collecting faiths.
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In front of the sacred pool.
As the baptism was completed and the dust settled, Aphrodite, who had been worried, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Okay, I've done what I promised you. If there's nothing else, I should leave."
Zeus personally took action and killed the god of medicine Asclepius with thunder, which shows his fear of the elixir of immortality.
Her beloved Adonis took this forbidden product and, with the help of his close friend, the God of Medicine, broke free from the underworld and regained his soul, truly achieving rebirth from the dead.
After all this, Aphrodite felt uneasy and just wanted to take her lover and leave Cyprus as soon as possible to avoid the limelight.
After all, when Asclepius died at the hands of Zeus, he lost even his soul.
"Let's go to Sicily. The scenery there is beautiful and there are not many people to disturb you. It's a great holiday paradise."
Loen stood up and walked out of the sacred pool, took out a sea chart, and gave sincere suggestions.
Previously, the hunting party at the Sea of Oceanus jointly held by Athena, Artemis, Apollo and Hestia once passed through Sicily.
Loen remembered that the ecology of the island was relatively primitive and a developed human civilization had not yet been formed. Basically, only giants were active there, which was very suitable for a secluded life of hunting. For Aphrodite and Adonis, it was a good safe haven.
Aphrodite nodded, took the chart gratefully, then glanced at the three Graces not far away and gave a solemn instruction.
"After that, you must take good care of them."
"Don't worry! As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone take advantage of them!"
Loen responded seriously and made a solemn promise.
The three Graces, who were not far away, felt favorable towards the sincere words, and their anxieties about replacing the main god were gradually washed away.
However, they did not notice the fleeting and obscure glances between Aphrodite and Lorne during their communication.
To be honest, the three Graces have been too deeply involved in these consecutive PY transactions and know too much.
Whether it's the affair between Aphrodite and Adonis, the birth of the elixir of immortality and the death of the god of medicine, or Lorne's secret entry into the underworld at the request of the god of love...
If any of these things were made public, it would be enough to get the "culprit" Aphrodite in trouble.
Therefore, the goddess of love was not only concerned about the situation of the three subordinate gods, but was also worried that they would sell her out.
In this regard, Loen also made a guarantee in person - he would not let anyone attack the three Graces.
Because the three Graces were not only the wool he had worked hard to fleece, but also the evidence of his collusion with Aphrodite.
If anything happened to these three, neither he nor Aphrodite would be able to escape.
But there is also an advantage to this. From now on, he and the god of love are partners in a sense.
This relationship may be useful at a critical moment.
After a brief conversation that eliminated her only remaining concerns, Aphrodite, feeling uneasy, did not stay for long. She decisively took her awakened lover Adonis, boarded the swan chariot, and headed for Sicily.
Looking at the light of the carriage gradually disappearing into the sky, Loen muttered to himself.
The couple of the God of Love have gone to Sicily, and no one knows how long they will hide there.
By the way, could the ancestors of the Romans have been created in advance?
(End of this chapter)
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