[Comprehensive] The Journey of the Protagonist

"What are you thinking?" Medea asked suddenly in the silence of the woods where there were only two people left.

"Let a young man you just met join your arrogant plan..." She put on her hood again, leaned against the tree trunk, looked at Sisyphus, whose body was half immersed in the early sun, coldly Said: "Don't forget, although you seem to be swearing, but in fact I didn't get any disclosure from you in advance... You and I made an appointment here to meet... Can you really think that I will join you so easily? Is this a reckless plan?"

"Aren't you curious?" Sisyphus said leisurely, "About Death?"

Human beings not only have the inferiority of blindly conforming to the crowd, but also have an excellent ability of self-deception that can fool themselves into lameness. Sisyphus can imagine it with a little association, even if there is a god in this world. In the era of no longer manifesting the Holy Spirit, there will never be a lack of believers who believe in gods... Even if these believers of the god of death gathered together, they were indeed gathered because of fear at the beginning, but when a lie is told ten thousand times , That will also become the truth, even Medea, who can be called a witch, is no exception!

He stayed in this long-standing organization all over the land for a long time, maybe its founder was as smart and timid as Medea said, but up to now...he has seen a lot devout.

If you haven't gotten a response from the gods, it must be because you are still not pious enough!

Human beings fooling human beings, this is the best way to send messages!

And the long absence of the god of death even made Sisyphus vaguely have a more terrifying idea... If a god is forged from the beginning, and he wears a crown for him, preaches holy miracles for him, Praising legends, compiling scriptures for him, and even collecting quotations for him... such a sect... can also be passed down? !

Of course, these are just useless delusions... Sisyphus sighed in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the distant blue sky, as if he saw the immortal glory of the gods on Mount Olympus!

"And don't underestimate that boy named Paris." Sisyphus said, "Didn't you notice the golden arrow behind him?"

"That's an artifact." He chuckled meaningfully, "A god who is good at using bows and arrows..."

"Could it be the Sun God..." Medea gasped, and the rest of the words were swallowed in her throat, not daring to say them out.

"Hehe." Sisyphus laughed inexplicably.

But in fact, he didn't want to say the most important reason at all... It wasn't Apollo, the sun god, or Dionysus, the god of wine that he met by accident last night...

He turned his head, glanced around, and felt the rotten coldness that seemed to have lost its deterrence and was approaching again. It was unique and belonged to the ghosts. He sighed deeply... For him, These monsters that almost rely on instinct to hunt are actually much more difficult to deal with than any other creatures that can communicate!

On the other hand, Paris left Sisyphus and Medea who offered him olive branches. He was indeed moved by the bold but cunning Sisyphus... But in fact, if it wasn't for this The king of Corinth came a day late, but before the unknown god fell into a dream, maybe he could really get a BUG-like hidden character in this operation, and thus embarked on a journey The "shortcut" to clear the level easily and happily... If Portis really faced his boss directly... I am afraid that the person who will rack his brains will be the turn of the poor messenger of death, trying to come up with a way that is both reasonable and reasonable. The less shameful method of releasing water is enough to make him distressed for a long time!

But it is a pity that Sisyphus was one step too late.

Even if Hypnos reveals a little bit of joking information, it is enough for Paris to overthrow all the frameworks about future goals and actions that he has finally conceived... Everything he conceived can even be characterized as After this short meeting, the future of the level-up stream has turned into nothingness!

He no longer needs to carefully and cautiously collect any information about the gods!

Paris could see that Sisyphus really wanted to keep him for some reason, but sometimes, if he missed it, he missed it...

He's finally starting to realize that there's more to him than he ever imagined.

He never thought that he would be like Hercules, or any other hero, in the dense jungle, in the swamps everywhere, get rid of the ferocious beasts that ravaged the land, or accept a certain country. The king's reward is to fight for the princess and the throne. He is just like the most innocent traveler, traveling all over the mountains and wilderness. If anyone blocks his way, he will use his own bow and arrow to kill him. erase!

What he pays attention to is nothing more than self-improvement from beginning to end. In the direction of his progress, no country or crisis can stop him from stopping his footsteps.He is alone, like the straightest and sharpest arrow, no one can stop him!

And after he finally got an answer beyond his own expectations, there were some things, for him, it was no longer necessary for him to participate.

What he is going to do next is just to end this aimless journey and embark on the journey back.

At the same time, on Mount Olympus, the wedding of the sea goddess Thetis and the human hero Peleus has begun to spread throughout the world.As the most virtuous daughter of the sea god Nereus, she was pursued by Zeus and Poseidon, but Prometheus prophesied that she would give birth to a child stronger than her father... This reminded Zeus The curse before Uranus was overthrown... Cronus castrated his father and took the position of God King from him, and he himself could only ascend to the third generation after defeating Cronus Throne of the gods.

The battle between father and son between god kings is simply a tradition handed down from the lineage of the Greek gods...

Let him have to be vigilant.

Because of this prophecy, he chose to marry this beautiful goddess to Peleus, the hero of Thessaly, who had been a member of the Argonauts and sailed with Jason in search of the Golden Fleece.

Hermes began to wear winged flying shoes, put on a helmet-shaped hat with wings, and held a serpent's short staff in his hand, and brought Zeus's will to all the gods.

The wedding reception has already been scheduled.

The spinning thread in the hands of the Goddess of Destiny has finally turned to a critical node. All the people and gods are like fishes caught in the whirlpool. On this grand and epic stage, they appear one after another... …

The only difference between them is that even if the gods fail, the consequences are much better than humans!

But before Paris returned to the land belonging to Mount Ida, the news of his return was reported to the traveler named Polydorus.

The servant he left at the foot of the mountain finally played his due role. This servant picked herbs and hunted gray rabbits in the outermost forest. His physical strength was no longer enough for him to fight with ferocious beasts... He made a living by selling cheap resveratrol and carefully peeled rabbit skins from the outskirts of the forest for a few copper coins in the market. For this reason, he even began to change his faith and pray to the God of Medicine How rewarding Scholebius could be for him...

And when he recognized Paris who had grown a lot taller on the way home, his first reaction was to rush to the palace of Troy, earnestly begging to see the man who brought him out. Palace of Prince Polydorus.

The traveler finally got the whereabouts of the person he had been searching for!

Paris crossed the Canakkale Strait... His return journey took much less time than the journey since he set out. Instead of walking while exploring, he captured a horse that was said to bear the horse god Pegasus. The winged horse of Si's distant relative's blood flitted across the sky, almost only a third of the time before, he crossed the Aegean Sea, crossed the northern strait, and finally returned to the gentle land...Here and his It was no different when I left, the mountains were green, the water was flowing, and olive and citrus fruit trees were planted all over the mountains and plains.

He crossed this thriving land and walked towards the Ida Mountains. He had been away for several years, but Polydorus never let the mountains out of his eyeliner... He sent someone to Herding sheep in the mountains is like the one described in "Greek Mythology". When he got the news of Paris's return, he let the soldier who was ordered to take care of the sheep go away, and then he began to raise these bleating animals himself. the flock of sheep.

When Paris stepped on the foot of the mountain and walked slowly along the deserted path, Polydorus held a green grass stalk in his mouth, and he folded his arms and leaned against a big tree. , boredly looking at the palace of Troy and the sea in the distance, when he heard the noise and raised his head, he saw Paris with a little surprise on his face.

He stood up, looking a little wary, but in fact he was moved by the good looks of this brother he had never met. Paris was different from his elder brother, the eldest son of the king, Hector, who was like steel. The tall and burly body formed by pouring is more in line with the tall and slender that he, a future traveler, likes.

Since Polydorus came to this ancient era, he has never seen such a handsome, elegant, quiet and reserved, yet energetic figure...

This made him turn his head slightly.

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