To be king [Greek mythology]

After being extradited, the living and dead coexist in a daze in this world abandoned by gods, looking forward to the light that will come at an unknown time.

If things go on like this, the situation will become quite bad.

Along the way, Minos encountered several earthquakes and a small-scale tsunami, which made him deeply worried about his lover in the offshore city-state.

Even though he is entrusted with important tasks and trusted by many gods, his lover is just an ordinary human being—not even as strong as him who has the body of a demigod.

The people of Syreis who successfully escaped from the city-state and stayed in the wide suburbs have just experienced a terrible ground fissure. Fortunately, there was no second wave of tsunami in the sea area far from the city-state, which made these escaped People breathed a sigh of relief, but the atmosphere was still tense.

The people received the food rescued from the dilapidated city-state from the warriors, and after eating without taste, they could only look at the ruined city-state with worry.

It was their home, and even at this moment, they didn't want to leave.

If they go to other city-states, they can only become slaves again. I am afraid that their life will not be as comfortable as they are now. Unless it is a last resort, they will never choose to seek refuge in another city-state.

And the king who can lead them is still in a coma, and everyone is helpless.

"What's that!?" There was a scream from the crowd, and everyone jumped up from the ground as if stung by a bee, looking vigilantly but with a hint of timidity at the direction the person pointed.

It was a huge monster, it was still stained with blood, and the stench rushed towards the face, making people's nerves tense, as if it would collapse in an instant.

They can't stand another blow.

"Look at its back!" The warrior standing in front of the crowd was suddenly relieved when he saw the figure climbing up from the monster's back, and shouted, "It's the king of Crete!"

Minos shook his hands that were almost unconscious, and didn't mind his embarrassed appearance at all. After he calmed down a little, he jumped off the back of the mongoose, and the mongoose turned back the moment he left him. In its original size, it rushed directly towards the place protected by the crowd.

It hasn't seen Thurpus for a long time.

"Who is Crete to help?" Minos asked.

"Lord Hercules," replied the warrior.

Minos was a little upset, but still heaved a sigh of relief. He originally thought that the mongoose was taking him to Crete, but he didn't expect to come directly to Syreis.Although he was not happy that his rival was not by Thurpus' side at such a dangerous time, at least Hercules was very capable, which made him feel at ease and help Thurpus deal with things here, so that he wouldn't be too worried. Ritter's situation also helped a lot.

Judging from the current situation in the human world, Hercules' desire to rush back from Crete is simply a dream, so he can only stay in Crete and take care of his affairs.

Minos looked around, "Where's Surpus?"

"..." The warrior pursed his lips, "His Majesty fell asleep after the prophecy."

Minos' eyes widened in an instant, and he burst into anger—he knew exactly what price Thurpus would have to pay for his prophecy, but an ordinary Thurpus couldn't bear the prophecy at all. the price.

Thurpus's prophecy was also the source of Minos's anxiety before. What he feared most was that Thurpus would choose to sacrifice himself to predict the future for mankind when human beings were in desperate situation.

Even though Prometheus once told Minos when comforting him, the prophesied "creation" is completely different from "prediction", and the price paid for "prediction" is much lower than that of "creation". In Sparta, Thurps’s prophecies belonged to "creation", which caused him to be seriously ill, and "prediction" only captures and establishes one of all possible futures, and informs people , the prophet who makes this form of prophecy has to pay a much smaller price than the previous one.

However, this is all relative. If Thurpus prophesies against the entire human race, the world, and even the universe, even if it is only in the form of "prediction", Thurpus will die, and Minos knows it clearly.

"Who made him prophesy!?" Minos roared furiously.

The warrior looked around at the people who seemed to have a little bit of hope, and his voice was as low as a mosquito, "It is... God Chaos."

Minos took a deep breath. He knew that at this time, he could not reveal his uneasiness to shake people's hearts. He gritted his teeth to suppress the anger and hatred surging in his heart, and walked towards where Surpus was.

At no time has he felt that the gods are hateful and hateful than at this moment.

The king of Crete sat silently beside his sleeping lover, carefully hugging his body to prevent his lover from being scratched by the sharp objects attached to the ground and trees.

The meerkat turned around around Surpus, but no matter how he called and dawdled, Surpus didn't open his eyes.

Minos raised his hand to straighten Richard's somewhat messy hair, with a focused expression.

Suddenly, he stopped breathing, and his lover's brown hair was suddenly dyed with a light golden layer, like the newborn sunshine emitting a faint light, and he smelled a smell that was quite different from the wet sea smell now. , like the sweetness of honey, and the fragrance of green grass covered with morning dew in the morning.

It was emitted from Thurps' body. His originally cold body began to warm up, and even the surrounding air became fresh.

Originally, it was only a very small change, but in Minos' perception, Thurpus's body changed more and more. With his sharp eyes, he even saw the withered grass around them grow green new shoots in an instant.

What was happening to Thurps—that was a change that could affect the entire world.

Minos closed his eyes and took a deep breath, winking like the warriors keenly aware of the changes, "Going deep into the land, we need a place that can accommodate us."

Suleis is not suitable to go back in every sense. Who knows what Thurps' changes will bring to the people around him.

But as things stand, there seems to be hope.

The beautiful golden hair in his hand suddenly curled up as if being burned, and then turned into ashes in his hand like withered grass that had lost its vitality.

Surpus woke up from his daze, shook his hand violently, and shifted his gaze to Eros. He was horrified to find that the beautiful boy in front of him had been reduced to ashes little by little—a little bit of fluorescent light emerged from the ashes, appearing aimlessly. After floating for a while, he suddenly jumped over and sank into Thurps' body.

Thurps took two steps back suddenly, but because of kicking something, he staggered and fell to the ground.

He raised his head, aiming at the sleeping Tartarus sitting on the throne.

Thurpus opened his mouth, just about to say something, but the god of the abyss in front of him quickly withered and turned into ashes like Eros.

Together with his throne.

Thurpus looked at the fluorescent lights that emerged from the ashes. They were so beautiful that they looked like stars hanging in the night sky.

However, it was formed by the gods who took care of him a lot. Fluorescence slowly approached Surpus. Even death did not make him afraid of Surpus. The boundless void.

After turning around, Surpus failed to take a single step—behind him was Hypnos, the god of sleep who was sleeping peacefully, beside him was his twin brother Thanadus, the god of death whom Surpus knew well, and The goddess of justice who always holds the scales.

The boundless void seemed to be filled with all kinds of sleeping gods, and their peaceful, angry or distorted expressions were fixed at the moment before they fell asleep or fell.

Then, in front of Thurpus's eyes, it became shriveled and shriveled as if the blood from the whole body had been drawn, and it lost all vitality like dry grass and turned into ashes.

The dense fluorescent lights flickering all over the sky, turning the darkness into daylight.

They scrambled to get into Surpus' body, ignoring Surpus' stiffness and panic.

He is devouring gods.

This cognition made Surpus cold all over, he even saw Prometheus and Ares, and Surpus stopped breathing at that moment.

What the hell am I doing!

"No! Stop! Stop!" Thurpus roared, waving his hands in horror, trying to refuse the entry of those light spots.

However, all of this was in vain, he watched his beloved teacher and friends deceived and concealed by him, like Danados and others, wither and turn into light spots, and then disappeared into his body.

The reality of being forced to devour the gods he regarded as his friends made Thurpus unacceptable. He almost suffocated in pain, and the sudden embarrassment and nausea made him kneel on the ground and retch.

Until this piece of nothingness became dim again, Thurps stared at the void in front of him with wide eyes, and the figure walking in from the void.

"You have done well, my child." Chaos leaned over and wiped away the tears from Thurpus's face, "The future of mankind will be bright, and your prophecy will come true."

After all, Chaos' body turned into ashes like the previous gods, and the fluorescent light rubbed against Surpus' cheeks lightly, as if to comfort him, and then got into Surpus' body.

The nothingness returned to silence, and the space that trapped Surpus began to shatter and collapse.

Thurps finally understood where he was.

The place where all things begin, chaos.

Chapter 104

Thurpus sat there staring at the ever-changing stars around him. He floated in the universe and saw the cracks that merged into the universe little by little after the chaos was shattered.