Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 228 Taking turns to take the blame, this year comes to my house (4.1k)

In the charred pit.

Asclepius, who reacted from chaos and shock, raised his white hands and touched his familiar cheeks, feeling the normal body temperature and the flow of blood and vitality under the skin. His scholar's research The state of mind arose spontaneously, and I couldn't help but marvel.

"I'm actually still alive?"

"To be precise, he was resurrected from the dead."

Lorne, who was looking pale at the side, glanced at the nephew who made him uneasy, and told the whole story angrily.

Facing Zeus's [Thunder], let alone the demigod Asclepius, even if Lorne himself was present, he would still be exploded into heroic fragments.

Therefore, there was absolutely no possibility of Asclepius surviving at that time. His body was indeed destroyed by the power of [Thunder].

Moreover, there is no scum left.

But as Lorne thought, His Majesty the God-King had no intention of letting Asclepius' soul vanish into ashes in order to portray himself as a cruel and bloody image to outsiders.

He originally just wanted to destroy Asclepius' body in the name of the gods' righteousness, so as to scare the monkeys and safeguard the authority of the gods. Then, in the intercession of the gods, he would use the donkey to upgrade Asclepius's soul to a star, embellishing his divine power in the sky, and thus fully control the power of the healer in his own hands. .

The first half of the plan was implemented smoothly, but serious deviations occurred in the second half.

Zeus destroyed Asclepius' body and prepared to imprison the grandson's soul, but found that Asclepius' soul was gone!

Whether he observed the scene with his own eyes or went to find the three goddesses of destiny for verification, he only got this result.

In fact, it's all Lorne's fault.

Because before departure, out of caution, he used his own divine blood to turn into fine wine in advance, gave it to Asclepius to drink, and made a covenant with his soul with the holy words, preparing to go to the underworld to do things beforehand. Finally get a defensive move.

As a result, the good does not work but the bad does.

Asclepius insisted on hitting the road to death, and his body was directly blasted to pieces by Zeus's [Thunder].

But just like for so many years, Zeus and the three goddesses of fate have not discovered Lorne's identity and existence for so many years.

Asclepius' soul was also covered by Lorne's divine blood, contaminated with [accidental] divinity, and became a system bug. It was neither discovered by Zeus nor recovered by the underworld, and he escaped by chance. One calamity.

Since Hestia, Athena, and Artemis came to the door angrily, His Majesty the God King was still confused. He kept clarifying for himself:

——This is an accident!

——This is the problem of the underworld!

——Someone is trying to frame him!

However, Zeus's scheming behavior has long since exhausted all his moral integrity.

How could Hestia, Athena, and Artemis believe it? They just took it for granted that it must be His Majesty the God-King who destroyed Asclepius's soul and body, and tried to blame him. .

Therefore, Zeus, who was unable to argue, could only choose to avoid seeing him. Recently, he was afraid of being blocked by the three main gods, and even dared not return to Olympus.

All of the above is the information that Lorne got from Medusa, the spy, during his return.

"He actually has today?"

After listening to Lorne's story, Asclepius couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and a joyful smile of schadenfreude appeared on his usually calm and gloomy face.

Lorne glanced at the great grandson of God King Zeus and asked playfully.

"So, do you still want to [live]?"

"Goodbye."

Asclepius sneered and shook his head, his tone somewhat emotional.

"These days, it's much easier to be dead than alive."

Immediately, the medical god in front of him paused, and a hint of joking appeared on his face again.

"Besides, there are not many things that can make His Majesty the God-King stumble..."

After hearing Asclepius's meaningful answer, Lorne nodded with satisfaction.

Yes, he is worthy of being a stubborn cub of Apollo. His back bone is naturally heavy.

Moreover, he had just been tricked by his grandfather Zeus, and his original body was beaten to the ground. No matter how good-tempered Asclepius was, he could not be without a little resentment.

"Speaking of which, I feel weird now."

At this time, Asclepius looked at his current body repeatedly, and the slight sense of unreality made him frown.

"It doesn't look like a dead person, but it doesn't look like a living person either. The body's sensitivity and coordination are also a little less..."

"Do you think I am so powerful that I can directly restore your former body in its entirety?"

Lorne rolled his eyes at Asclepius beside him and snorted angrily.

"I used my divine blood combined with the power of creation to fabricate the body for you. At most, it can only be regarded as a temporary soul container. It's good to make do with it."

Asclepius is now alive and kicking, thanks on the one hand to the covenant before departure that protected and hid his soul; on the other hand, it is also thanks to Lorne who obtained creation from the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone. power.

Otherwise, even if the eldest nephew's soul is recovered, he will only be a lonely ghost.

"Here, drink this first to deepen the integration of body and soul."

As Lorne said, he took out a bottle of [Immortality Elixir] from the magic circle and threw it to Asklepios next to him.

Asklepios took the immortality elixir and drank it all, and the unreality on his body subsided slightly.

Seeing that his nephew in front of him gradually became more alive, Lorne continued to add.

"In addition, although the covenant left in your soul can help you escape the pursuit of Zeus and the three goddesses of fate, it is only temporary. If you don't want to be captured by Zeus and taken back to Olympus to become his slave, you need to drink the divine wine I brew regularly to maintain the operation of the covenant and the activity of your body."

"No other way?"

"Not yet."

Lorne shook his head and waved his hand unhappily.

"Okay, don't ask so many questions, it's good enough to be able to keep you under Zeus's hands,"

Asklepios looked at the wound on Lorne's palm that had not yet healed, and hesitated to speak.

Of course, he understood what the raw materials of the so-called divine wine were.

The blood of the gods is the source of divine power, and excessive loss is a great burden to oneself.

Having been saved twice in a row by the person in front of him, even if Asclepius doesn't care much about these human relationships, he doesn't want to owe him too much.

Of course, Loen is not a great good man, and he doesn't have the noble character of giving without asking for anything in return.

However, at present, Asclepius has just escaped death and is penniless. Apart from his medical skills, he can't really make any money.

This hiring fee has to be paid by someone else.

Loen stood up and patted the dust and grass on his body, looking at a city-state in the north from a distance, with a subtle smile on his face.

"Let's go, go to Thessaly with me."

Asclepius was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then reacted, snorted and shook his head.

"Looking for him? No!"

"After all, he is your father. Your aunt didn't dare to tell him about you before. Now that the dust has settled, you should let him know whether you are dead or alive, right?"

"What if he knows? Does he dare to seek revenge on the God King for me?"

"Not necessarily!"

Lorne smiled and looked at Asclepius in front of him with a look of disbelief.

"Why don't we make a bet? If he doesn't have the courage, even if you win, I will beat him up for you and never ask about the affairs between you and your son again; on the contrary, if he dares to seek revenge on Zeus for you, even if you lose..."

A filial son was quite tempted: "It sounds good, then what?"

"Don't think about your rubbish [Immortality Medicine], help me concentrate on developing [Immortality Medicine], I will provide the materials!"

As soon as Lorne said this, Asclepius's expression instantly became unsettled, and his eyes were extremely hot.

"Do you know where the [Golden Apple] came from?"

"I didn't before, but now I seem to have some clues."

Lorne smiled meaningfully and the image of the snake mother Echidna appeared in his mind.

If I remember correctly, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon who guarded the [Golden Apple] in the Holy Garden was the famous descendant of Typhon.

With this relationship with the snake mother, he might be able to sneak in, get a few golden apples, and let Asclepius help him prepare an advanced [Immortality] potion.

The [Immortality Potion] has limited effect on gods and is a lot of trouble, so he certainly didn't take it seriously.

In contrast, the [Immortality Potion] with the characteristics of the main god is what really interests him.

In the past, there was no opportunity, no materials, and it was just a wishful thinking.

Now, with the stepping stone to the Holy Garden, it is not impossible to get the golden apple.

The most critical Asclepius has been wiped out, and the hidden danger of the immortality medicine has been indirectly eliminated. It is just right to take advantage of this gap to let this medical god stay in the small dark room and work for him, so that he will not hang around outside all day and cause any trouble.

"It's a deal!"

At this time, Asclepius breathed quickly and accepted the bet without hesitation. His voice was a little out of tune because of excessive excitement.

Golden apple! That is the golden apple containing [immortality]!

This guy actually has a way to get it!

If it is really as he said, his dream research can go further. It is not wishful thinking to want to analyze and reproduce the [immortality] that only the main god can have through the magic potion.

So whether he wins or loses this bet, he will not lose!

At this time, Asclepius has been completely obsessed with this bet, and he is excitedly urging. For the first time, he is extremely eager to see his annoying father.

"Where is Thessaly? Let's go! Let's go!"

"I know, I know. Once you get there, you can't be exposed without my consent."

Lorne responded helplessly, but he secretly raised the corners of his lips.

The father and son may make money, but he will never lose.

Besides, a big show of fatherly love and filial piety is worth the extra ticket price.

Oh, no.

To be exact, it should be two shows...

Lorne's dim eyes swept across Asclepius beside him, looking at the Thessaly labor camp and the Great Temple of Olympus in the distance. The malicious smile on his face became more and more intense as the road moved forward.

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A few days later, Thessaly.

On the green grass, an Olympus labor prisoner who was grazing cattle and sheep welcomed an unexpected visitor.

"You? What are you doing here!"

The moment Apollo saw Loen appear, his face, which had been weathered after several years of labor reform, suddenly showed an uncontrollable look of anger.

"Get out! Get out! Don't show up in front of me!"

Seeing the brother-in-law's reaction so excited, Loen coughed dryly and tried to ease the atmosphere.

"Well, actually I have no ill intentions this time. I just came to visit you and, by the way, I was entrusted by the goddess of memory, Mnemosyne, to express my gratitude for your tolerance to the Muses."

Thanks to Artemis's mediation, Apollo did not pursue the rebellion of the gods, and agreed to the request of the nine muses to listen to orders but not to announcements, and wrote a letter to Mnemosyne to make a promise of reconciliation.

So far, the previous conflict between the two sides has been completely turned over.

It is for this reason that Mnemosyne dared to walk out of the Temple of Memory and lead the nine muses to visit the Ares Mountain.

However, after hearing Loen's active expression of "goodwill", Apollo's face turned livid, full of traces of humiliation and grief.

"Enough! I've already given them to you, what else do you want? How long are you going to humiliate me?"

"Ah?"

Looking at the God of Light in front of him with a gritting teeth, as if he had suffered a great injustice, Loen couldn't help but have a lot of questions in his mind.

Just when the atmosphere was a little stagnant, a burly figure rode a warhorse across the grassland, ran to the gentle slope, and asked Apollo with a smile from afar.

"Do you have guests? Just let me entertain them."

"Admetus, what are you doing here! Go back!"

However, seeing his friend coming, the God of Light was like facing a great enemy, and he blocked him back with a hand, looking at Loen in front of him vigilantly.

Watching the King of Thessaly retreat to the shade, Loen spread his hands, very innocent.

"I said, after all, when the Gigantes giants rebelled before, I also helped the Thessalians. They just came to say a word, do you have to be so defensive?"

"Help?"

Apollo's face became darker, and he asked with gritted teeth.

"Do you mean to ask my sister to put a poisonous snake in his wedding day and poison him to death?!"

"Ah?"

Lorne was bewildered when he heard the blame that had inexplicably fallen on his head.

"What are you talking about?"

"Still want to quibble? Well, let me help you recall!"

As the god of light took a deep breath and briefly told the story of his previous experience, sweat broke out on Lorne's forehead.

Not long ago, the King of Thessaly, Apollo's best friend, forgot to offer sacrifices to Artemis, the goddess of the moon and hunting, at his wedding ceremony, which angered the goddess and sent a snake to disturb the bridal chamber. Apollo arrived in time to save him, but he was still unable to save him.

Apollo found his sister and begged her for a while, and then he took back his friend's soul.

The price was to bow his head and reconcile with the nine muses.

At this time, with new hatred and old hatred, Apollo looked at Lorne in front of him with a sad and resolute look.

"Just tell me what you want! Don't make things difficult for my friends! And don't threaten me with my sister!"

Lorne: "..."

Oh my god, who knew Artemis would say this, he is really innocent this time.