Chapter 283 Hecate, I have become a god! (6k)
Titans! Typhon's demon army!
Looking at the familiar faces flocking into the world of his mind, he suddenly came to his senses, quickly constructed a protective spell, and looked at his beloved disciple with gritted teeth.
"You entered the door in the Elysee Garden?!"
Luo En smiled without saying anything. He waved goodbye jokingly and quietly moved back, leaving the main venue of the meeting to the two parties with deep grudges.
“Crack!”
In just a moment, the purple-red barrier formed by the protective spell shattered under the continuous impact of the old gods, and turned into scattered light dust. The slender and graceful Goddess of the Dark Moon was completely exposed to the eyes of all the demons and monsters.
“Roar~~!”
Accompanied by violent roars, the old gods filled with resentment swooped down towards Hecate, and their hideous shadows almost swallowed up all the light in the mental world.
The old gods are on top!
Come on, Master!
An unscrupulous audience member who retreated to the edge of the stage gave encouragement to both contestants in a balanced manner, his face full of gloating mockery and expectation.
He sneaked into the underworld three times, played tricks on the descendants of gods in the human world, and dealt with the gods in Olympus... Didn't he do all this just for today's big event?
No matter what, it has to be worth the money.
“Bang~!”
Just as Loen made up his mind and prepared to enjoy the battle between the two sides, crisp smashing sounds were heard, and the pure black sphere formed by the shadows of countless old gods on the home court began to show light-like cracks on its surface.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
The next moment, a blazing and dazzling flame burst out from it, tearing apart the darkness that enveloped the entire wilderness.
The phantoms of the old gods wailed in pain and fled from the blazing flames. The originally sealed cage collapsed, revealing the graceful figure of Hecate.
A proud murmur then sounded in the wilderness.
"If their real bodies came in person, I would be a little worried, but unfortunately these are only part of their will imprinted under their brand. It is far from enough to defeat me."
"It doesn't seem as easy as you say..."
Lorne spoke quietly, his eyes fixed on the shattered lantern at Hecate's feet.
As a triple goddess, Hecate possesses at least three impressive powers and artifacts.
If I'm not mistaken, it should be the [Staff] representing witchcraft and magic, the [Dagger] representing conspiracy and betrayal, and the [Torch] representing road and possibility.
The first two were inherited by Circe and Melinoe respectively, but the last one, which concerned the essence of divinity, was firmly in her own hands.
Obviously, just like the [Talisman of All Destruction] which symbolizes the [dagger], this [lantern] is the externalized form of the [torch].
At the critical moment, she destroyed her own divine artifact and severely damaged the will of the surrounded old gods, barely escaping. This was enough to prove that the situation just now was by no means as easy as she described.
Seeing that her bluffing was exposed, Hecate could no longer maintain her calm expression. Her face twitched and she looked resentfully at the unworthy disciple who was hiding on the edge watching the show.
"You actually betrayed your master and ancestors and teamed up with these old gods to deal with me. It really wasted all my efforts in treating you."
"Doesn't this just prove that you are a good teacher?"
Loen had a huge smile on his face, showing no guilt at all.
Although at the beginning, he learned witchcraft from Circe since he was a child, and he was supposed to inherit the [staff] representing magic and become a wizard.
But in fact, the one who had been teaching and urging him behind the scenes was Hecate herself, the goddess of darkness and conspiracy.
Strictly speaking, all these conspiracies and tricks of his were learned from Hecate herself.
After being choked, Hecate, who was extremely depressed, was speechless. She could only glare hatefully at the "good student" who truly inherited her mantle in the distance, and quietly close the distance between them.
"She's running!"
However, a certain cunning good student decisively released the signal that Hecate had suffered a severe blow, and loudly fanned the flames at the phantom of the old god wandering in the wilderness.
"Kill her and you'll be free, hurry up!"
Suddenly, under the instigation of Loen, the remaining will of the old gods gathered strength again and swarmed towards Hecate on the field.
The culprit himself waved goodbye and stepped back with a smile.
As the shadows of the old gods attacked her madly, Hecate could only deal with them while watching the cooked duck escape.
"Run away! You can run away for a while, but you can't run away forever. I will find you sooner or later!"
Hearing the resentful threat coming from the wilderness behind him, Loen ran even faster, cursing in his heart.
Outrageous! Really outrageous!
Even with so many old gods joining in the fight, they were able to keep this woman alive and kicking.
But then he felt relieved.
If Hecate was so easy to deal with, it wouldn't be these old gods who were imprisoned in the dreamland of the Garden of Elysium.
Nyx of the Three Phases...
Hecate of the Three Phases...
After all, her origin is the supreme god in Orphicism (Dionysus). Without her own skills, how could she hold the title of Queen of Hell in the underworld where demons are rampant?
Loen stood at the edge of the mental world, looking back at Hecate, who was rushing around in the wilderness surrounded by the will of the old gods, constantly searching for the [way], his eyes flickering faintly.
It seems that the plan needs to be advanced.
In the dark cave, the Gorgon emblem on Loen's chest flickered and hummed quietly.
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Meanwhile, Ares Mountain.
Medusa, who was kneeling in the temple praying, opened her eyes as if she had sensed something, took out the Gorgon emblem with shining light patterns on her chest, lowered her head and stared at it, her cherry lips tightly pursed.
Then, she calmed her fluctuating emotions, stood up from the ground, and solemnly raised her hands towards the statue of her main god.
The bright starlight fell from the dome of the sanctuary, and in Medusa's palm it turned into a golden scepter with a star and moon pattern embedded inside and bird wings decorated on both ends.
"when!"
The scepter fell to the ground, creating ripples and making a clear and exciting sound, as if it was a song of victory.
——The Scepter of the Goddess of Victory, created from a part of the divinity sealed here by Athena and Nike, is more symbolic than practical.
The person holding this scepter is like Athena herself, able to command the sanctuary, dominate the Ares Mountain, and decide everything on his own.
A moment later, streaks of light heard the news and rushed to the God of War Mountain, landing on the square in front of the temple.
The goddess of memory Mnemosyne, the nine Muses, the three Graces, the two other than the Gorgons, the great witch Circe, the sage Chiron, the snake mother Echidna, and a large number of Typhon's descendants appeared one after another.
After a long period of getting along with each other, and with Athena's intention to make friends, they have developed a sense of belonging here, and they share the prosperity and decline of Ares Mountain, and are willing to listen to the requests of the owner of the scepter.
In a solemn atmosphere, they waited quietly.
Medusa inside the temple looked down at the scepter in her hand.
Originally, the best person to master this thing was Hestia, but the goddess of the hearth had fallen asleep.
According to the order of succession, Medusa took over this authority from her own main god.
I can do it...
The little girl, who once dared not even look people in the eye, prayed to herself in her heart, tightly grasped the scepter of the goddess of victory in her hand, put on the bronze snake armor, held her head high and chest out, stepped out of the temple door, and solemnly declared to the old gods, new gods, demigods, monsters and heroes gathered there.
“Let’s get started!”
Everyone nodded happily, and happy smiles appeared on their faces at the same time.
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The Great Temple of Olympus.
A figure wrapped in lightning and storm broke open the door and rushed into the hall roaring.
"Who? Who did it?!"
Under Zeus's gloomy gaze, the gods present were silent and shook their heads one after another.
Soon, that faint gaze fell on two empty seats.
"Where are Ares and Hermes?"
Zeus asked with a frown on his face.
Hestia and Demeter basically never participate in the decisions of the gods, so it is normal for them not to attend this occasion.
How come after I issued the order to summon the gods, neither Ares nor Hermes came?
“Maybe they are a little far away from the Holy Mountain and are still on their way.”
A cold and pleasant voice came from outside the door, and Hera followed it into the hall.
Looking at his wife in front of him, Zeus' anger inexplicably dissipated and his eyes became dazed.
Hera seemed particularly beautiful today. Her dignified appearance was not made up, but she was still cool and elegant. A golden belt was buckled around her slender waist, which highlighted her graceful curves. She was full of charm, and even the goddess of love Aphrodite, who was traveling with her, seemed a little overshadowed.
"Your Majesty, since everyone is not here yet, why don't you sit down and wait for a while?"
Zeus nodded absentmindedly at the suggestion and allowed his wife to take his arm and ascend the steps toward the throne.
The throne made of gold was still exquisite and glorious, as if waiting for its owner to come and use it.
Back in Olympus, everything is so perfect.
But I don't know why, I always feel like something is strange.
After thinking for a long time, Zeus finally came up with the answer.
Wait, didn’t that jealous woman Hera just start a cold war with him? Why is she suddenly so gentle?
“Crack!”
Just as the God King was feeling extremely confused, dozens of rune chains as strong as snakes and pythons shot out from all around, tightly binding his wrists and ankles and fixing him on the throne!
In an instant, light patterns flickered above the hall, and the main gods who arrived one by one summoned armor and weapons, stirring up a biting chill.
They want to rebel!
Looking at the gods on the field who were fully armed and sharpening their swords, Zeus's mind exploded with thunder and his face changed drastically.
At this point, the flames of rebellion were officially ignited on Olympus.
At the same time, the battle on another battlefield entered a white-hot stage.
In the dim and confused world of the mind, the shadows of the old gods rushed towards the Queen of Hell who ruled the underworld, trying to regain their freedom completely.
But in the face of absolute oppression, their resistance is nothing but a futile struggle of moths flying into a flame.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Ancient giants, deformed monsters, ferocious monsters, majestic old gods... one after another, the hideous shadows collided with Hecate, and were annihilated by her powerful divine fire, leaving only a little bit of dissipated light.
“Get lost!”
Finally, with a roar of suppressed anger, Hecate completely broke through the numerous obstacles and came to the edge of the wilderness. Looking at Lorne sitting on the ground in front of her, she sneered: "Run! Why don't you run?"
Lorne rolled his eyes at Hecate and complained unhappily: "I would like to, but you have to give me a way."
However, Hecate was in a good mood when she heard the complaints from her unworthy disciple.
As the goddess of roads, while invading Loen's mental world, she used her power to close all retreat routes, so as to prevent the cooked duck from really growing wings and slipping out of her mouth.
In addition, the opponent also had her divine seal on him, which made the target nowhere to hide. Therefore, although she was repeatedly frustrated, she did not really think that she would lose.
"Stop struggling. You can't escape."
Hecate looked at her unworthy disciple who had no way to escape and sighed, as if her heart was touched by compassion.
"Don't worry, I only want the divinity, not your death. As long as you are willing to hand over the things, I will do my best to protect your soul. At worst, I will let you reincarnate as a human being."
"Try your best?"
"Even if I take back your divinity, my divine power is not strong enough to transcend fate, so I can only do my best." Hecate was also helpless.
"Should I thank you again?"
Ron spoke with a forced smile, ignoring the goodwill that Hecate had shown.
Are you kidding me? He worked so hard to get to where he is today, and now he wants to give up all his hard work to the other party. Do you really think he is an idiot?
Not to mention how much water there is in Hecate's "try your best".
Even if the other party had a change of heart and the plan succeeded, he could successfully complete his reincarnation after being eaten up by Hecate. But simply losing his power, starting over, and experiencing the days of relying on others and living in fear again, Lorne could not accept it.
As if she had heard her disciple's resistance, Hecate's tone softened a little.
"How about this, I'll make you my servant? That should be enough compensation, right?"
"That sounds great."
Luo En nodded, as if he was persuaded by the generous conditions. But then, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and he spoke quietly.
"But you are so anxious, maybe you are not sure of winning against me?"
“…”
Hecate's body stiffened, the shadow representing her soul swayed faintly, and the smile on her face froze.
Although those were only part of the will under the imprint of the old gods, an elephant can be killed by ants. Resisting so many attacks from the soul and divinity level was too much for even her, the Queen of Hell.
If one has absolute suppressive power, there is no need to negotiate conditions or play any scheming.
Only when the strength is unequal and there is no complete certainty of winning, will one think of using strategies to make up for the gap.
That is one of the limitations of conspiracy.
But even so, the situation was still under her control.
"You are indeed outstanding, more outstanding than I expected! Not only have you avoided crisis after crisis, but you have also quietly embezzled part of the [Destiny] of the Twelve Gods of Olympus, allowing that seed to blossom and bear fruit at an astonishing speed."
Hecate looked seriously at Lorne in front of her and admired him sincerely.
This wisdom and potential are definitely more suitable for the priesthood of [Conspiracy] than Melinoe, and can become her helper.
But some choices, once made, cannot be reversed.
Hecate put away the regret in her heart, spoke quietly, and gave the final answer and reliance.
"But you can't defeat me with just these. Because before you become the Lord God, you can't control the divinity. This [fruit] was never left for you, but for me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Hecate turned into a ray of faint light and shot forward.
She is the goddess in charge of roads and opportunities, and the power inherited by the other side comes from the predetermined god-king - Boros, the god of opportunity. Without the status of the main god or above, there is no way to use it for one's own benefit. This is what she has been hiding.
As long as she could get the divine nourishment from the same source, the strength she had previously lost would be able to recover quickly. Even if the opponent had extremely wise strategies, there would be no possibility of a comeback.
There is no way I can lose this game of chess!
Just as Hecate confidently charged towards the [Snack] in front of her, a deep voice echoed in her ears.
"It's too late..."
In an instant, the lamb, which was supposed to be slaughtered, raised its head, a playful smile appeared on its face, and opened its arms as if welcoming something.
“Buzz!”
In an instant, the world in their minds above their heads shook violently. Stars lit up in the void, together forming a projection of eighty-eight constellations. The vast sea of starlight poured down and poured onto Loen's body.
It was like a real golden beam of light, instantly bouncing Hecate away as she charged forward.
And Loen, bathed in the starlight, seemed to be undergoing some kind of miraculous transformation, his aura rising steadily.
Seeing the scene in front of her, Hecate's face was full of disbelief.
how so?
As if sensing Hecate's confusion, Lorne asked meaningfully.
"Do you know what day it is today?"
"What?"
"The annual Dionysian Festival."
Luo En answered slowly, then added.
"Of course, it may be a little earlier."
"What exactly do you want to say?"
Hecate couldn't help but ask, and an unprecedented anxiety appeared on her calm and elegant face.
This feeling is terrible, completely out of control and completely unexpected!
It seemed that the dice that was once played with in her hands had found a way to completely escape her control.
Loen looked at Hecate, his opponent and teacher, and spoke with a smile.
“This is what I learned behind the door of Elysee Garden: if a thousand cats have the same dream, it is possible to change the world. So what if tens of thousands of people call out the same name and praise the same god?
Especially when most of the Olympian gods are not on earth..."
In an instant, Hecate understood everything, her face changed drastically, and the answer came out of her mouth.
"Great Sacrifice! You need to use this celebration to ascend to higher status!"
“That’s right!”
Loen nodded happily and opened his arms to welcome the bright starlight pouring down from the holy land.
"Listen to this hymn to God here!"
At the same time, in the city of Athens, countless residents gathered together to drink and share the joy and feast given by the god of wine.
Hearing the shouts and cheers coming from her ears, Fedra, the Bacchanal, flushed with excitement on her pretty face under the firelight. She struck the cheerful and deafening cymbals, lit the torches for the night dance, and invited the people of the whole city to release the joy of their nature together.
"I call upon Dionysus, the roaring god, shouting 'Aha!'
Dual nature, dead and reborn, Bacchus, the future king,
Mysterious and wild, a pair of horns, two forms,
The pure and majestic god of joy, covered with ivy, shouts "Ahaha"!
You eat the sacrifices, you adorn yourself with grapes, you clothe yourself with leaves, you celebrate the Double Year,
Immortal king, immortal spirit,
Listen to me, kind God, gentle and perfect God!
Come to me with your retinue of joy!"
Countless people sang and danced and sang along.
The same thing happened in Thebes, Sparta, Corinth, and other city-states. Countless Dionysian believers shared wine and food along the streets, inviting everyone to celebrate this joyous day together.
All the singing and responses gathered thoughts and blessings to the sky and flowed together to the God of War Mountain.
And in that empty square, the nine Muses, the three Graces, the Goddess of Memory, and even the gods and demigods, drank wine, praised in unison, and performed the final tuning and concerto.
"I call upon the first born, the double-sexed god, the one who walks in the sky,
He emerged from the egg, his wings shining with golden feathers,
You roar like a bull, the origin of the Elysian gods and mortals,
Unforgettable sowing, endless carnival in the world, one of the original Phanes..."
The golden divine liquid condensed by faith flows into the starry sky of the holy land and together they form the stairs for a certain god to ascend to the summit.
At the same time, in the mental world.
Green vines grew wildly at Lorne's feet; bunches of purple grapes burst open, and the air was filled with intoxicating aroma of wine.
In a trance, Hecate saw that the figure was surrounded by the heads of various animals: goats, giant whales, bulls, wild boars, white horses, eagles...
He has horns on his head, his hands are wrapped in vines, and his feet are shaped like a goat's hind legs, reminiscent of the forked hooves of the god Pan.
If Hecate had read the unabridged version of the Twenty-Four Line Divine Word and the Theogony of a certain secret cult, she would have been surprised to find that all these details were consistent with the mythological narratives in the secret code.
It is——【One of the Originals】Phanes!
And Phanes is the Orphic god who replaced Nyx the Trinity as the new ruler.
The next moment, the [giant whale] swung its tail, creating new huge waves and storms; the [goat] ran as fast as lightning; the [bull] stomped its hooves, causing the earth to rumble and tremble; the [wild boar] let out a violent roar and charged with fangs raised; the [eagle] flapped its wings and soared, creating a roar of thunder and storm... Twelve divinities, twelve incarnations, were tempered by the flames in a furnace and merged with each other, forming a perfect circle behind him, like a dazzling crown!
The tall and majestic figure under the starlight stood at the top of the glorious long steps. He slowly opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes was like lightning, reflecting the endless galaxy and eternal joy.
The magnetic voice, accompanied by the faint singing of countless people, echoes in the world of mind, like poetry and song, majestic and timeless.
"—— Hecate, I have become a god!"
(End of this chapter)
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