Chapter 228 The Blame Takes Turns, This Year It's My Turn (4.1k)
In a charred pit.
Asclepius recovered from the chaos and shock, raised his white hands, touched his familiar cheek, felt the normal body temperature, and the flow of blood and vitality beneath the skin, his scholar's research mentality emerged spontaneously, and he couldn't help but marvel at it.
"I'm still alive?"
"To be exact, it is resurrection from the dead."
Lorne, who was standing aside with a pale face, glanced at his nephew who had caused him so much trouble, and told him the whole story in a bad mood.
Facing Zeus's [Thunder] head-on, let alone the demigod Asclepius, even if Loen himself was at the scene, he would be blown into heroic fragments.
Therefore, there was absolutely no possibility for Asclepius to survive at that time, and his body was indeed destroyed by the power of Thunder.
Moreover, there is nothing left.
But just as Loen thought, His Majesty the God King did not intend to destroy Asclepius' soul to ashes in order to portray himself as cruel and bloody to outsiders.
He originally just wanted to destroy the body of Asclepius in the name of the righteousness of the gods, to make an example of him and maintain the authority of the gods. Then, he would take advantage of the gods' pleas to upgrade Asclepius' soul into stars, embellish his divine power in the sky, and thus completely control the power of the doctor in his own hands.
The first half of the plan went smoothly, but the second half went awry.
When Zeus destroyed Asclepius' body and prepared to detain his grandson's soul, he discovered that Asclepius' soul was gone!
Whether he observed the scene in person or went to find the three goddesses of fate to verify, he only got this result.
In fact, this is all thanks to Loen.
Because before setting off, out of caution, he turned his own divine blood into fine wine and gave it to Asclepius to drink. He also made a covenant with his soul with the holy words, preparing to take the last precaution before going to the underworld to cause trouble.
As a result, good things don’t work but bad things do.
Asclepius was determined to rush to his death, and his body was directly blasted into pieces by Zeus's [Thunder].
But just as Zeus and the three goddesses of fate had not discovered Ron's identity and existence for so many years.
Asclepius' soul was also covered by Lorne's blood and contaminated with the divinity of "chance", becoming a system bug. It was neither discovered by Zeus nor recovered by the underworld, and luckily escaped.
Since he knew nothing about this, the God King was also very confused. Facing Hestia, Athena, and Artemis who came to him angrily, he kept clarifying for himself:
——This is an accident!
——This is the problem of the underworld!
——Someone is trying to frame him!
However, Zeus' usual scheming behavior had long since exhausted his remaining moral integrity.
Hestia, Athena, and Artemis could not believe it at all. They just took it for granted that it must be this King of Gods who destroyed Asclepius' soul and body and tried to pass the blame.
Therefore, Zeus, who had no way to defend himself, could only choose to avoid them. Recently, he was afraid of being blocked by the three main gods and even dared not go back to Olympus.
All of the above are the information that Loen extracted from Medusa, the insider, on his way back.
"He actually has this day?"
After listening to Loen's story, Asclepius couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and a smile of gloating joy appeared on his usually calm and gloomy face.
Loen glanced at the good grandson of the God King Zeus and asked with interest.
"So, do you still want to [live]?"
"Goodbye."
Asclepius sneered and shook his head, his tone somewhat lamenting.
"These days, being dead is much easier than being alive."
Then, the God of Medicine in front of him paused, and a hint of teasing appeared on his face again.
"Besides, there aren't many things that can cause His Majesty the Divine King to stumble..."
Hearing Asclepius's meaningful answer, Lorne nodded with satisfaction.
Of course, he is worthy of being the stubborn son of Apollo, he is born with a rebellious nature.
Moreover, he had just been tricked by his grandfather Zeus, and his original body was blasted into pieces. No matter how good-tempered Asclepius was, it was impossible for him to not have some resentment.
"Come to think of it, I feel weird right now."
At this moment, Asclepius looked at his current body again and again, and the slight sense of unreality made him frown.
"It doesn't look like a dead person, but it doesn't look like a living person either. Its body's agility and coordination are also a little lacking..."
"Do you think I'm so powerful that I can restore your former body intact?"
Loen rolled his eyes at Asclepius beside him and snorted in annoyance.
"I used my own divine blood and the power of creation to create this body for you. It's just a temporary soul container at best. It's good enough that it can be used as is."
Asclepius is alive and well now, thanks on the one hand to the covenant before setting out that protected and hid his soul; on the other hand, it is also thanks to the power of creation that Lorne himself obtained from Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld.
Otherwise, even if the soul of this nephew is found, he will just be a wandering ghost.
"Come, drink this first to deepen the fusion of body and soul."
As Loen spoke, he took out a bottle of [Immortality Elixir] from the magic circle and threw it to Asclepius next to him.
Asclepius took the elixir and drank it all in one gulp. The unreality in his body subsided slightly.
Seeing his nephew gradually becoming more lively, Loen continued to add.
"Also, the covenant left in your soul can help you avoid the pursuit of Zeus and the three goddesses of fate, but it is only temporary. If you don't want to be captured by Zeus and taken back to Olympus to become his slave, you need to drink the divine wine I brew regularly to maintain the operation of the covenant and the activity of your body."
"No other solution?"
“Not yet.”
Lorne shook his head and waved his hand unhappily.
"Okay, stop asking so many questions. It's good enough that Zeus can keep you safe."
Asclepius looked at the wound on Ron's palm that had not yet healed, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Of course he understood what the raw materials of the so-called magical wine were.
The blood of gods is the source of divine power, and excessive loss would be a great burden to oneself.
Having been saved twice in a row by the person in front of him, even though Asclepius didn't care much about these personal relationships, he didn't want to owe the other person too much.
Of course, Loen is not a good man, and he does not have the noble character of giving without asking for anything in return.
However, Asclepius had just escaped death and was penniless. Apart from his medical skills, he could not make much money.
This hiring fee has to be paid by someone else.
Loen stood up, brushed off the dust and grass on his body, looked far towards a city-state in the north, with a subtle smile on his face.
"Come on, come with me to Thessaly."
Asclepius was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he reacted, snorted and shook his head.
"Looking for him? No way!"
"No matter what, he is still your father. Your aunt didn't dare to tell him about you before. Now that the dust has settled, you should let him know whether you are dead or alive, right?"
"What can he do if he knows? Does he still dare to seek revenge on that Divine King for me?"
"not necessarily!"
Loen smiled and looked playfully at Asclepius, who looked unconvinced.
"How about we make a bet? If he doesn't have the guts, even if you win, I'll beat him up for you and never ask about your father-son relationship again. On the contrary, if he dares to seek revenge on Zeus for you, even if you lose..."
A filial son was quite interested: "That sounds good, then what?"
"Don't think about your rubbish [Immortality Elixir] anymore. Help me concentrate on developing the [Immortality Elixir]. I'll provide the materials!"
As soon as Loen said this, Asclepius' expression suddenly became unstable and his eyes became extremely hot.
"Where do you get the Golden Apple?"
"There wasn't any before, but now it seems to be a little bit clear."
Loen smiled meaningfully, and the image of the snake mother Echidna appeared in his mind.
If I remember correctly, Ladon, the hundred-headed dragon guarding the Golden Apple in the Holy Garden, is the famous descendant of Typhon.
With this relationship with the Snake Mother, he might be able to sneak in, get a few golden apples, and ask Asclepius to help him prepare an advanced [Immortality] potion.
The [Immortality Elixir] was a mere thing, with limited effect on gods and spirits, and it was also full of trouble, so of course he didn't take it seriously.
In comparison, the [Immortality Elixir] that possesses the characteristics of the Lord God is what really interests him.
In the past, there was no opportunity, no materials, it was just a wishful thinking.
Now that we have the stepping stone to the Holy Garden, it is not impossible to get the golden apple.
And the most critical Asclepius has been wiped out on the surface, and the hidden danger of the elixir of immortality has been indirectly eliminated. It is just right to take advantage of this gap to let this god of medicine stay in the small dark room and work for him, so as to avoid him hanging around outside all day and causing any trouble.
"It's a deal!"
At this time, Asclepius was breathing rapidly and accepted the bet without hesitation, his voice a little out of tune because of excessive excitement.
The golden apple! That is the golden apple that contains [immortality]!
This guy actually has a way to get it!
If it really goes as he said, the research he dreamed of would be able to go one step further. It would not be wishful thinking to analyze and replicate the "immortality" that only the Lord God possesses through magic potions.
Therefore, no matter whether he wins or loses this bet, he will not lose!
At this time, Asclepius was completely obsessed with the bet and urged excitedly. For the first time, he was extremely eager to see his annoying father.
"Where is Thessaly? Let's go! Let's go!"
"I know, I know. Once we get there, you can't be exposed without my consent."
Loen responded helplessly, but secretly raised the corners of his lips.
The father and son may make some money but he will never lose money.
Moreover, a drama about a loving father and a filial son is definitely worth the extra ticket price.
Oh, that's not right.
Two games to be exact...
Loen's dark gaze swept past Asclepius beside him, and looked far away at the Thessaly labor camp and the Great Temple of Olympus. The malicious smile on his face became more and more intense as he went on.
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A few days later, Thessaly.
An Olympus prisoner who was grazing cattle and sheep on the shady green grass received an unexpected visitor.
"It's you? What are you doing here?!"
The moment Apollo saw Loen appear, his face, which had become a little weathered after several years of labor reform, suddenly revealed an expression of uncontrollable anger.
"Get out! Get out! Don't show up in front of me!"
Seeing his brother-in-law's reaction so excited, Lorne coughed dryly and tried to ease the atmosphere.
"Well, actually I have no ill intentions in coming here this time. I just came to visit you and, by the way, I was asked by the goddess of memory, Mnemosyne, to express my gratitude for your tolerance towards the Muses."
Thanks to Artemis's advice, Apollo did not pursue the rebellion of the gods any further. He also agreed to the nine Muses' request to obey orders rather than declarations, and wrote a letter to Mnemosyne promising reconciliation.
At this point, the previous conflict between the two sides has been completely resolved.
It was for this reason that Mnemosyne dared to step out of the Temple of Memory and lead the nine Muses to visit the Ares Mountain.
However, after hearing the "goodwill" that Loen took the initiative to express, Apollo's face turned ashen, full of traces of humiliation and grief.
"That's enough! I've already given them to you, what else do you want? How long are you going to humiliate me?"
"ah?"
Looking at the God of Light in front of him gritting his teeth, as if he had suffered a great injustice, Loen couldn't help but have a lot of questions in his mind.
Just when the atmosphere was a little tense, a burly figure riding a warhorse galloped across the grassland, ran towards the gentle slope, and asked Apollo with a loud smile from afar.
"Do you have any guests coming? It's a good opportunity for me to entertain them."
"Admetus, what are you doing here? Go back!"
However, when he saw his friend arriving, the God of Light felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He pushed him back and looked at Loen in front of him vigilantly.
Watching the King of Thessaly retreat into the shade, Loen spread his hands, looking very innocent.
"I say, after all, I helped the Thessalians when the Gigantes revolted. They just came over to say a few words. Do you have to be so defensive?"
"help?"
Apollo's face darkened and he asked through gritted teeth.
"Do you want my sister to stuff a poisonous snake in his mouth on his wedding day and poison him to death?!"
"ah?"
When Luo En heard the blame that had inexplicably fallen on his head, he looked confused.
"What are you talking about?"
"Still want to quibble? Well, let me help you recall!"
As the God of Light took a deep breath and briefly told him what had happened before, Loen's forehead began to sweat slightly.
Not long ago, the king of Thessaly, Apollo's best friend, forgot to offer sacrifice to Artemis, the goddess of the moon and hunting, at his wedding ceremony. This angered the goddess, who sent a snake to disturb the bridal chamber. Apollo arrived in time to save him, but was still unable to save him.
Apollo found his sister and begged her for a while, and only then did he get his friend's soul back.
The price is to bow your head and reconcile with the nine muses.
At this moment, with new hatred and old grudges, Apollo looked at Loen in front of him with a sad, angry and resolute look.
"Just tell me what you want! Don't make things difficult for my friends! And don't threaten me with my sister!"
Luo En: “…”
Oh my God, who knows Artemis would say this, this time he is really innocent.
(End of this chapter)
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