I became the Great Old One

"Perhaps, the princess accompanying the king is not your real mother." Ergani looked at Kratos's eyes calmly, and saw a little wavering in the hero's eyes.

"This is impossible!"

Kratos said, "I have been with my mother for more than ten years, and it is impossible to mistake my mother for her."

The old king Lycaon seemed to have thought of something. His old and twisted face was full of fear, and he screamed loudly at Kratos: "Kratos, what are you doing? Do you want to disobey my order?" You don’t even want to obey your mother’s will?”

"Shut up!"

Kratos turned and yelled at the old king.

A huge sound sounded like thunder in the hall, and the entire palace was rumbling and shaking.

The old king's face suddenly turned pale, and he collapsed on his gorgeous throne, with blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

In this duel, mortals are simply too fragile.

On the contrary, the seemingly slender and delicate princess always stood beside the old king, her beautiful face shrouded in shadow, looking mysterious and unusual, and was not affected by the aftermath of the battle in the hall.

"Tell me, goddess, what is going on!"

Kratos is the fourth-generation god-king in the prophecy. Even if he is bound by the chains of fate, his knowledge is far beyond what humans can perceive.

In his perception, the two figures in front of him were both humanoid shapes filled with great brilliance. Brilliant, brighter than the eternally burning sun in the sky. Such power is obviously not possessed by ordinary people. They must be gods with eternal power.

“Sometimes what the eyes see is not necessarily true.”

Ergani smiled, put her hand on her chest and whispered softly: "If you are confused, you might as well ask yourself. Has there been any change in your mother after coming to this country?"

After hearing Ergani's words, Kratos fell into silence.

He thought hard.

In the past few years, scenes of what happened appeared in the mind of this young God King.

As a bloodline of the God King Zeus, Kratos already had a consciousness that was not inferior to that of an adult before he was born. In just a few days after his birth, he had grown to be much taller than an adult.

His memory is well preserved.

In the beginning, although my mother's face always had a layer of lingering sadness, it was not what it is now.

At that time...

She is strong and brave, even when she lives in a foreign country.

He will also do his best to teach himself to do good and restrain his strength and anger.

The long golden hair and gentle smile always lingered in the deepest part of Kratos's heart, until one day, King Lycaon found the mother and son who had wandered here.

I don’t know why, but my mother agreed to marry King Lycaon and become her princess.

From that day on, my mother changed.

She no longer likes to talk or communicate with other people. The charming smile and fresh vitality of the past have gradually disappeared from her face, like a delicate puppet.

When his mother became a princess, Kratos could no longer see his mother often.

Therefore, although Kratos had doubts in his heart.

But he didn't think much about it.

And then…

Under the arrangement of his mother, Kratos married a wife in the kingdom. And they raised three children together.

However, after returning from a hunting trip.

The drunken Kratos lost his mind and went crazy. Kratos could not remember what happened after that. But when he woke up again, his wife and his three children had been beaten to death and turned into a pool of blood and mud.

In front of Kratos, the king and ministers were shocked.

Kratos undoubtedly violated the laws of the kingdom, and under the fair verdict of the jury, he was sentenced to death.

The heartbroken Kratos also chose to accept his fate and use his own death to pay for the sins he had committed. It is a pity that no matter whether it is hanging, blade, or poison... mortal weapons cannot harm Kratos at all.

He is the prophesied fourth-generation God-King. On the Western Continent, no one can kill him in any way.

And then…

The jury reversed their verdict and reduced Kratos to slavery.

He needs to complete twelve trials before he can regain his freedom, otherwise he can only obey the constraints of the king.

But now, several years have passed. Even though Kratos possesses unimaginable power for mortals, he has only completed three of those trials. There is still a long journey waiting for him.

This was Kratos' original fate.

But now, with the arrival of Su Heng and the goddess Ergani, Kratos' fate will change.

"Why on earth is this!?"

Kratos found that there were many irregularities in his memories.

Why did his mother marry the king, what happened to his mother after becoming a princess, and why he suddenly lost his mind and killed his family a few years ago?

Countless doubts plagued Kratos's mind.

His breathing gradually became heavier, his eyes turned scarlet, and the muscles all over his body contracted and expanded rapidly, and chains of thick tendons appeared on his body and face.

A powerful force that destroyed everything was released from the body of this young god king.

"Mortals can't influence your mind, but the gods on the holy mountain of Olympus can. They are afraid of your power, so they put a shackle on your neck."

Ergani's tone was as gentle and calm as ever.

The beautiful goddess continued to face the extremely angry young god king: "Now, turn around and look towards the shadow behind the throne. The chain of fate has now appeared in front of you. Now, it is time to break the chain. ”

Kratos strode towards the throne, looking towards Arachne with his terrifying eyes.

Lycaon opened his mouth, as if he wanted to get up from the throne to stop Kratos's violence. Unfortunately, as soon as he stood up, his legs shook violently and became weak, and his fat body rolled to the ground.

"Mother...no, who are you now?"

Kratos stretched out his hand tremblingly, with a trembling cry in his voice. He gently reached out and stroked Princess Arachne's soft golden hair. Kratos could feel that Arachne was covered with a layer of obscure divine radiance.

Bo!

Kratos exerted a little force, and the magic was broken.

Arachne's luster quickly disappeared, and an ugly puppet with a black robe appeared in front of Kratos.