Chapter 92: Beasts, none of them are innocent! (3.5k)
Half an hour later, Loen walked out of the cellar refreshed, stretched himself, and his heart was filled with joy.
To be honest, he had wanted to do this for a long time.
He had no chance before, but today Hestia came to him on her own initiative, and he certainly couldn't let go of such a fun opportunity.
And it must be said that Titan's physical fitness is very good. After beating for such a long time, only a few red marks were left.
By then, even if Hestia wakes up and notices something strange, she can take the opportunity to blame it on the aftereffects of a hangover.
Perfect!
While thinking of an excuse, Loen closed the cellar door comfortably, carved a protective spell, and left the Hearth Goddess, who would remain in a coma for who knows how many days, there. He then strode out of the room and ran towards the outside of the city.
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In a secluded valley in the mountains of Crete.
Loen looked around at the devastated battlefield. The two battles not long ago seemed to be still vivid in his mind, as if it were yesterday.
Of course, the demigod hunter Orion in the first round was just a warm-up. It was the sea god Poseidon who personally took part in the second round that truly made him feel the terrifying power of the main god.
The incomparable feeling of oppression makes it almost impossible for people to have the thought of resisting.
Moreover, this is only a small part of the main god's power. How powerful is Zeus, the king of gods who even Poseidon feels inferior to?
Lorne thought about it and shook his head helplessly.
Forget it, it's too far away. You have to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time. If you take too big a step, you might easily tear your balls.
Now is not the time to think about this.
After simply calming down his complicated emotions, Loen stretched his body slightly, stepped out of the river bank and stepped into the lake in front of him.
Unexpectedly, the moment the falling body touched the water surface, it stood firm, contrary to common sense, as if it was standing on solid ground.
In fact, it's not just limited to standing.
Loen, who was on the water, opened his eyes and began to move his limbs, trying to jump and run. Not only did he feel as if he were walking on flat ground, he could also clearly sense the movements coming from all directions through the ripples spreading from the water beneath his feet.
At the same time, the accumulated fatigue in the body was swept away and the magic power was quickly replenished.
Loen clenched his fist and swung it forward, stirring up a tide of ether that rolled forward like the sea roaring in anger, instantly crushing several half-man-high bluestones on the shore into powder.
As expected, it’s something released by Poseidon, the effect is great!
After the experiment, Loen praised the Lord Poseidon who came all the way from the Sea of Oceanus to Crete to give him gold coins.
——The Divine Protection of the Sea, this is the reward for winning the previous gamble.
That is, a blessing born from the golden blood of Poseidon that has the benefits of healing, recovery, perception, walking on water, etc.
Overall, this thing is pretty practical.
Especially in places with water, both one's combat effectiveness and survival ability will be greatly improved.
Sure enough, high risk means high reward.
If you want to catch up with the gods as soon as possible, you have to count on getting more gold coins from these old guys.
While expressing his full malice towards those blood relatives, Loen continued to familiarize himself with this latest blessing from the ocean.
Although the path he wanted to take was to become the god of carnival who brought joy and happiness to life and broke through destiny and order, this did not prevent him from absorbing other divine powers as an aid.
For example, the original god of wine had the power of water to turn water into wine, the power of agriculture to make plants grow, the power of the kitchen god to brew beverages, and the power of literature and art to compose and play foolish plays...
Therefore, there is no need to regard other divine powers as a scourge that pollutes one's own nature.
On the contrary, as long as it can bring practical benefits and interesting effects, I, the God of Fun, will accept them all.
But having said that, why does the skill combination of [Water Divine Protection] and [Infinite Martial Arts] feel strangely familiar?
Suddenly, Lorne lowered his head, looked at the shimmering lake, looked at himself walking on the water, and the branch he picked up, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.
Isn’t this a replica of a certain Knight of the Round Table named Lan in Celtic mythology?
Even the passive talent of [Friend of Women] was learned ten times ten...
So, should the next step be to do the same as the Knight of the Lake, find a king to be loyal to, and then seduce his queen to elope, only then can he be considered fully accomplished?
Otherwise, let's leave this opportunity to the great God King and let him also have a taste of what it's like to be bullied?
Wait, so the person I want to kidnap is the Queen Hera, right?
Tsk, if I can make the goddess who was destined to kill me almost die by me, this might be a really nice pleasure.
Loen murmured to himself, entertaining himself during the boring practice, his whole body was filled with disrespect for the gods and ridicule for fate.
Ever since Hestia pulled him onto the balcony that night to view the world, this stranger from another time and space was no longer driven forward by "chance" or "necessity", but has completely integrated into this world, actively and proactively embarking on the path he wants to take.
After some serious practice, Loen, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally, walked leisurely to the river bank, bent down and sat on a pile of rocks, took out a pottery jar from the magic circle, and prepared to digest another gain of the day.
When the can is opened, a rich and familiar aroma of barley mixed with the coolness of peppermint oil rushes into your nose.
——Hugh Keong oatmeal.
——But it did not come from the witch master Circe, but was the original gift personally prepared by the goddess of agriculture Demeter.
And this was the good thing he had found in the dice of chance by using the silver badge after he had tricked Hestia this morning.
Legend has it that while Demeter was running around looking for her daughter Persephone, one day she came to Eleusis in the form of an old begging woman. The four daughters of King Chrysostom received her and asked her where she came from.
Demeter made up a lie, saying that she was a noblewoman kidnapped by pirates and escaped from their clutches when they were not well guarded. She begged them to provide her with a household chores to make a living. It happened that Queen Metaneira had just given birth to her young son Demophon and needed a nurse to take care of him, so she was introduced to the king's house.
Demeter, who had lost her daughter, agreed to take care of the little prince. She loved the newborn prince very much and decided to raise him as a god.
For this reason, the goddess who came down to earth fed the prince with oatmeal porridge that she had prepared herself during the day, and held him in her arms and took good care of him; at night, the goddess placed the prince in the furnace to bake in order to burn the earthly part of his body.
But in the end, the mysterious ceremony of transformation into godhood was disrupted by the queen who inadvertently broke in. The goddess Demeter had no choice but to reveal her true form and leave.
When the Eleusinians learned the truth, they felt deep remorse, but the matter was done and could not be undone.
They could only inherit the incomplete mysteries based on the few words left by Demeter, hoping to gain the opportunity to transcend their mortal bodies and transform into gods.
Therefore, the famous Eleusinian Mysteries in mysticism evolved and came into being.
The God-given food, Hughes' oatmeal, was also inherited.
The efficacy of the remedy reproduced by mortals is far inferior to the original one prepared by Demeter herself.
Otherwise, there would have been records of people becoming gods among the Eleusinians long ago.
While recalling the origins of the thing in his hand in his mind, Loen brought the pottery jar to his mouth and decisively raised his head to swallow this God-given food.
Although this thing cannot make a person become a god in one go, there is no doubt that according to past records, it can at least enhance the user's physique, vitality, and divinity, and thus give rise to immortality.
So, there is absolutely no harm in drinking it!
Moreover, under the influence of the witch teacher, he had drunk at least 800 bowls of Hughes oatmeal porridge, if not a thousand bowls, so he was very familiar with this thing.
Gurgle~
With a movement of his throat, Loen drank up the Hughes porridge in the jar and burped with satisfaction.
Sure enough, it’s the familiar recipe and the familiar taste!
So, next is digestion time.
Following the teachings of that silly teacher, Loen closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander, gradually emptying his mind, trying to absorb the divinity contained in the God-given food in his body.
However, two hours later, he opened his eyes reluctantly.
The method is not quite right.
After working so hard for so long, the amount digested and absorbed is less than one percent.
This shouldn't be the case. What went wrong?
As doubts surged in his heart, Loen frowned and thought for a moment, and a bold guess emerged in his mind.
Could it be that the release was not thorough enough?
—I never turned anyone into a beast; they were already beasts.
Recalling Circe's seemingly teasing and meaningful chanting, Lorne finally made up his mind, completely relaxed his mind, and continued to recite silently in his mind, actively hypnotizing himself.
——I am a leopard, a beast that roams the forest, with strong limbs and sharp claws...
Gradually, a white mist gushed out from Loen's body and enveloped his figure.
Then, amid the crackling and rustling sounds of flesh and bones being pulled, a black-haired beast claw stretched out from the white mist, and there seemed to be a few torn strips of cloth hanging between its fingers.
"roar!"
With a low roar, a nimble black cheetah rushed out of the surging white mist and jumped to the edge of the lake. It overlooked its own reflection in the water while feeling its own rapidly decomposing Hughes porridge, with a human-like expression of satisfaction on its face.
Yes, it’s a feeling!
Demeter is the goddess of nature who controls the growth of all things and advocates returning to the original wildness and nature.
Therefore, only by allowing the human side to return to its true nature as an animal and become in harmony with it can one better absorb the divinity contained in this God-given food.
At this moment, as his guess was confirmed, Lorne immediately let go of his reserve and completely immersed himself in the role, stretching his limbs like a real cheetah, running and hunting in the woods;
Soon, he was no longer satisfied with his current form, and transformed into a golden elk, leaping and hopping in the valley;
Then, the more skilled Loen became, he transformed into common animals such as gray wolf, marten, fox, etc., releasing his wildness to the fullest, so as to thoroughly absorb the natural divinity contained in the Hughes porridge.
Finish!
Finally, when the digestion was over, Loen's body turned into a snow-white rabbit and jumped into the pool in front, trying to wash off the dust and filth from running all the way.
“Crash~”
"Pah~"
However, the rabbit that had originally rushed towards the puddle of water instead ran straight into a soft and elastic wall with a crisp sound of water flowing out.
At the same time, before the little rabbit, who was almost knocked unconscious, could come to its senses, a white and slender hand lifted its long ears with irresistible force and brought it in front of a beautiful face that was as elegant as the bright moon and full of the wildness of the jungle.
"Hmm? Little guy, do you want to take a shower with me?"
Amid the clear and pleasant voice, the gem-like eyes first blinked curiously, and then revealed a faint smile.
"Okay, I agree!"
As she spoke, the mysterious girl with blonde hair and silver eyes gently held the little rabbit that had accidentally entered the pool in her arms, and then leaned back into the water like a mermaid. Her graceful figure created a beautiful picture under the setting sun.
At this moment, the little rabbit was trapped between two towering mountains, curled up on the soft [land], remaining stiff and motionless.
(End of this chapter)
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