Greek Mythology: Evolution from the Gargoyle

The illegitimate son of the ocean god Poseidon, who was promoted to the rank of a superior god millions of years ago, and has the power of Gaia's blessing. As long as he puts his feet on the earth, he can live forever, the giant Antaeus!

boom!

He punched Yang Qi in the face. Yang Qi hugged the Queen of Hades and was knocked ten thousand meters away before falling heavily to the ground.

"Antaeus, what are you doing?!"

In the distance, a majestic divine voice sounded, and a trace of Hades's undead power penetrated through.

Boom - The earth of the underworld shook, and the earth and rocks surged up, condensing into countless dark mountains, resisting the power of the dead.

The dark mountains roared and shattered, then the earth boiled again and coalesced into the mountains.

In an instant, one hundred thousand mountains rose up and then shattered, blocking Hades' undead power.

"Dear Pluto, if you were in your prime, even if I die, I can't resist your gaze." Antaeus stared at the pale king in the distance, "But you haven't fully awakened yet."

"This is just right, haha!"

Antaeus turned his head and walked slowly towards Yang Qi.

"How does it feel to have your mother killed in front of your eyes?"

"Mother..." Yang Qi ignored Antaeus. He looked at the Queen of Hades in his arms. Her face became paler and her breathing became faster.

Aphrodite's love curse is rooted in the source of divine power.

The reason why the Queen of Hades was broken from the form of a demon was because the source of her divine power was destroyed.

Yang Qi saw that the Queen of Hades looked like she was made of glass, with tiny cracks constantly appearing on her face.

Then, tiny, shimmering fragments continued to fall from the Queen's body, which were the source of her divine power.

Her life is gradually disappearing.

When ordinary beings die, the Queen of the Underworld can bring them back to the other side of the River Styx and resurrect them.

But if the Queen of Hades dies, who can resurrect her?

"Baby..." Queen Ming's breath was like silk. She slowly raised her hand and stroked Yang Qi's face, "Did I... do something... strange?"

"No, mother," Yang Qi shook his head, "No."

"That's good...otherwise it would be...too embarrassing..."

There was a trace of sorrow on the face of the Queen of the Underworld, "What should you do... Typhon's Claw is gradually reviving... That giant is coming..."

"Baby, are you going to die?"

The Queen of Hades' hand slid across Yang Qi's face inch by inch, gradually becoming colder, "My children... Zagreos, Melinoe, Taliyah... what will they do if I die... …”

"Zaglios, he is too proud. He obviously doesn't need to work so hard. He should let go of his sense of responsibility..."

"Melinoe, Taliyah..." The Queen of Hades smiled bitterly and slowly shook her head, "I should really fall out with your father as soon as possible, and I must stop him and torture my child...Melinoe They are all stupid...Talia, she has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years..."

"I am really a failed mother..." Queen Ming's hand gradually became cold and fell slowly.

She stared at Yang Qi, and the light in her eyes dimmed little by little. "And you, baby... I really hope you are useless and spend your days catching butterflies and mice... be happy... what's wrong with that?"

"Mom really doesn't want to leave you... When you left the temple and went to the deepest part, mom cried for a long time. But when I heard that your temple was destroyed and you were forced to come back, mom felt a little happy... Don't blame mom. ...Okay?"

Her voice gradually became lower and lower, until finally it was almost inaudible.

"I hope you will be well...that you can live without any worries..."

"Mother, stop talking." Yang Qi didn't know when tears burst out of his eyes. He held Ming Hou's hand tightly, for fear that the warmth would slip away from his hands, but the warmth still slipped away ruthlessly. .

"Mom..." The Queen of Hades murmured, "I saw my mother... when she walked on the earth, she would bloom golden wheat fields..."

"She came, picked me up, and went home..."

The luster in Queen Hades' eyes completely disappeared and she closed her eyes. Then, the unquestionable and irrefutable will to die rose from the void and surrounded the corpse of the Queen of Hell.

The Queen of Hades died.

"..." Yang Qi slowly let go of Queen Ming's hand. Her hand was cold, and the faint, snow lotus-like aura gradually dissipated.

Step, step, step, the sound of footsteps came.

Antaeus came over, raised the sword in his hand, and pointed it at Yang Qi's heart, "There is no need to stage the touching drama."

"Just meet her in that dark world."

He said no more nonsense, grabbed Yang Qi's shoulder with one hand, and pierced his heart with the sword in his hand.

Yang Qi only had 5% of his divine power left. Not to mention that with this little divine power left, even if he was at his peak, he was no match for Antaeus.

Yang Qi felt that his heart was broken, he was swaying, and he felt that the last of his divine power was passing away, and the breath of life was gradually becoming thinner.

The undoubted desire to die came to my mind.

Yang Qi muttered something in his mouth.

Poof, Antaeus pulled out the sword from Yang Qi's heart, with the gem heart hanging on the sword's edge.

"The answer, the answer, the answer is..."

"What?" Antaeus raised his eyebrows. Was he answering a question?

He didn't hesitate and didn't waste any time. Hades may wake up completely at any time. He must kill the son of Hades in front of him and escape back to the ocean before Hades wakes up.

He stabbed Yang Qi in the heart again. This time, the sword appeared in Yang Qi's source of divine power.

In a hazy state, Yang Qi saw in the distance that Typhon's Claws had re-formed and were flying towards this side.

Antaeus, the Claw of Typhon, has almost completely collapsed in terms of divine power. This is indeed the final moment.

In the distance, the goddess with a flawless face, Aphrodite stood up. She curled her lips, and the frenzy on her face gradually dissipated, returning to her eternally empty and world-weary expression.

"Then the story ends."

Aphrodite stirred her hair with her fingertips, "Do you remember what I said?"

"The love with you as the supporting role and the Queen of the Underworld as the protagonist will end in a grand way."

"It's not a bad ending to die in front of each other. At least the expressions are exciting enough."

"And with you as the protagonist and the Queen of Hades as the supporting role, the love story of killing your father and marrying your mother will end before it begins."

"The Queen of the Underworld is dead, who will you marry? If you can't even defeat Antaeus, how can you kill Hades?"

"Boring-" Aphrodite glanced at Yang Qi with disgust, "You are not qualified to bear twisted love."

"However, at least I have watched love return to its mother's body. Persephone is much better than you."

She flapped the wings of the instrument of love behind her and flew into the air.

Aphrodite is leaving.

Pfft.

Antaeus thrust the sword into Yang Qi's heart. This time, Yang Qi's source of divine power was still 1%.

The next time the sword penetrates, Yang Qi will die.

Yang Qi whispered something in his mouth. He was thinking about the king's question.

He never gave up thinking about this issue for a moment, not even when the Queen of Hades died just now.

Antaeus was slowly pulling out the sword, and Yang Qi could feel the sword's edge tearing apart his flesh. The source of divine power continued to break, turning into thin needles and spreading into his body.

He was sweating from the pain, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth. He staggered, suddenly shook his head, and smiled helplessly.

"Why are you laughing?" Antaeus said, without stopping the movement of his hands.

"I'm laughing. What the monster said is absolutely correct. If you return to your mother's body, you won't feel any pain at all."

"If... if I were still a lizard, crawling on that island all day long, except for the occasional lack of food, I would not suffer any pain."

"Becoming a dragon queen, hunting in the wilderness, encountering life-threatening dangers from time to time, falling in love with Medea, pain began to appear."

"Becoming a son of Hades... I discovered that it is so painful... Step by step, I am walking higher and higher, and the pain is also increasing day by day..."

"Haha... I was thinking, King, how painful will it be?!"

"No wonder, the three generations of god kings have all fallen into great madness. What kind of pain are they experiencing..."

Yang Qi's life breath gradually dissipated, but his eyes were shining brightly.

"It turns out that in addition to fear, there is also pain."

"I think I figured it out."

"..." Antaeus felt something was wrong.

He said nothing, pulled out the sword, and without any hesitation, stabbed Yang Qi in the heart again.

Yang Qi is waiting for Uranus to appear. He wants to answer Uranus's question for the last time.

Maybe, this is really the last time.

Poof, Antaeus' sword pierced Yang Qi's heart for the third time, and the source of Yang Qi's divine power was completely extinguished.

It was at this time, when the morning sun was rising, that the morning light spread across the sky. Before the heavy rain, the sky was gloomy and boiling, and the storm was about to come. There was pouring rain, and the sky was filled with lightning and thunder. The setting sun is like blood, dyeing everything in the sky red. Greeting the dawn on a desert island, when the sun first rose, there were suddenly a hundred thousand golden trumpets blaring in the sky.

Thousands of phantoms of the sky condensed into one, forming a gloomy, half-dark sky.

His mysterious eyes moved in the sky, and he asked the question.

"What is a king?"

Yang Qi felt the sword slowly pull out from his body, the sword cutting the flesh and blood, causing heavy and dull pain.

He said in a hoarse voice: "The one who always hangs a sword on his head is the king."

…

Yang Qi once fell into a huge illusion when he was using the Stone of Will of the Abyss to heal his wounds. He saw madness as a father, pain as a mother, despair as a wife, sorrow as children, ridicule as fireworks, pain as a castle.

He spent countless days and nights in the castle, and held countless crazy, painful, desperate, sad, and grand dinners.

He once knew the answer during the dinner, but after waking up, he forgot all about it.

The answer seems to be related to swords.

In the castle called pain, madness became his father and became the king of madness. During the feasts held day and night, he sang to his heart's content, turning madness into a dagger and piercing everyone's hearts.

One night, during the feast, the Crazy King suddenly stopped. He looked at Yang Qi, who was enduring madness, despair, sadness, and pain, and slowly stood up.

He said slowly: "My child, you know what it is like to be a king."

"I don't know." Yang Qi shook his head.

"Then," the Crazy King took off his crown, placed it gently on the table, and stepped down from the throne.

"Come and experience what it feels like to be a king."

Yang Qi stood up, walked to the throne, put the crown on his head, and then the crazy dinner continued.

Yang Qi became king in one day.

On this day, madness, despair, pain and sadness no longer haunt Yang Qi.

On the contrary, Yang Qi can turn madness, despair, pain and sadness into blades, constantly giving them to others and appreciating their struggles.

He felt extremely relaxed and happy.

As the clock struck midnight, the Crazy King slowly emerged from the crowd.

He looked at Yang Qi and said slowly: "My child, do you know what it is like to be a king?"

"The feeling of being a king is the most wonderful feeling in the world." Yang Qi replied.

"Haha -" the Crazy King laughed and said: "Then, raise your head, my child, and see what is above your head -"

Yang Qi looked up.

He saw a sword hanging upside down above his head, with the sword's edge facing him.

The sword is wrapped with a very thin thread, and a gust of wind will lower the sword.

This was all about that dream. Yang Qi had forgotten it, but now he finally remembered it.

"The Sword of Damocles." Yang Qi replied slowly in his heart, "The answer is it."

The king is the greatest being in the kingdom. He has all the power, all the wealth, all the glory. His words can determine the life and death of others and determine the fate of others.

He can hang the brave warriors who have fought bloody battles, and cut in half loyal ministers. He can make dogs become generals and donkeys become ministers in charge of the royal court.

What a wonderful identity this is, everyone who has tasted it will never let go.

But is the King really that beautiful——

In the court, there are many gentle and graceful ministers who have thorns and swords deep in their hearts. They assist the king, but they always want to kill the king and hold the kingdom in their own hands.

There are many children in the palace who say they respect their father, but they always fantasize that on the day their father dies, they will take over the crown from their father's head, the scepter in their hands, and sit in that precious position. They wait day after day, and one day they will not be able to bear it anymore.

Outside the palace, thousands of subjects praise your great name loudly and declare that they will never forget your great achievements. However, they will be hungry and cold at any time. Hunger and cold turn into doubt, and doubt turns into anger. When they become angry, fire will burn throughout the kingdom. They will raise their hoes and sickles and rush to your court.

The warriors who guard the royal court, they accept the treasures you give, and they sing that they will always be loyal to you. They wear armor and hold swords in their hands. But - they also have dark hearts. What are they thinking when they shout that my king is immortal? Will they accept bribes from unscrupulous people late at night? Will they suddenly raise their swords towards you in the afternoon?

Especially - outside the kingdom, there is always a kingdom, and within the kingdom, there is always a king. They have as much power as you do, but they always, always, always crave more. Their hearts are full of fear, but they are also full of greed - they long for your land, your treasures, your subjects, your wives, they are longing, they want to destroy you and take away everything from you.

The king will die when his country is destroyed, but ordinary people will not. They just change a king. What is the difference between this king and that king.

These are all pain and fear. These pains and fears sink into the heart, penetrate into the soul, and penetrate into the deepest part of the bone marrow. They are in the darkest place of the king's heart, gnawing at the king's heart all the time.

They spoke quietly, softly, and endlessly:

There is a sword above your head - that sword will fall at any time, maybe in the next moment!

The sword hangs forever above the king's head!

This is why, Ouranos, never allowed the Twelve Titans to be born,

That is why, Cronus, swallowing children one after another,

That's why Zeus ate Metis alive.

Because they are afraid, they live in fear and pain all the time. That fear and pain are turned into swords, hanging high above their heads!

"The sword hangs forever above the king's head." Yang Qi said slowly.

…

Ouranos was silent.

He acquiesced to Yang Qi's answer, which was correct.

But, it is not enough, these are not enough.

Yang Qi must live out this problem.

Not just answering the question, he must live out the answer to the question in reality!

Buzz…

A little bit of the king's power was injected into Yang Qi's body.

Very tiny, yet extremely pure.

That's enough.

"?" Antaeus pulled the sword out of Yang Qi's heart.

The source of his divine power has completely shattered, and his life breath should also disappear.

But...he didn't die!

Antaeus looked surprised, and the sword in his hand stabbed Yang Qi's heart hard again.

The moment the sword touched Yang Qi, the sword suddenly bent down, with the blade facing downwards, as if in worship!

boom!

The divine power came and Antaeus was knocked back several meters. He was so surprised that he could not speak!

That divine power is not vast, but it is extremely pure, with the majesty of a supreme king!

He saw a faint divine light appear on Yang Qi's body.

That divine light flew towards the corpse of the Queen of Hades in the distance.

Buzz…

Then, in the millions of years Antaeus had lived, the most incredible scene happened.

That divine light extracted the essence of "death"!

The Queen of Hades was definitely dead, but that divine light took away the death in her body!

The breath of life, like the never-ending wind, slowly appeared and began to flow in her body again.

Queen Ming exhaled gently, and a trace of rosiness appeared on her pale face.

She came to life!

But what surprised Antaeus even more - that was the essence of death, the essence of death of the Queen of Hades!

After living beings die, their threads of fate will stop intertwining with other threads of fate.

Therefore, the essence of death is "the power to stop the entanglement of the threads of fate."

That is the power from the River of Destiny, the greatest power in the world, a power that even Zeus cannot touch!

Even the three goddesses of fate who weave the threads of fate out of golden wool are nothing but puppets of fate!

The mighty river of destiny never stops flowing or changes direction due to the will of living beings.

However, Yang Qi actually extracted "the power to stop the entanglement of the threads of fate"!

Then, it turned into a huge sword and hung above his head! ! !

That sword trembled and roared, emitting terrifying and strange divine power. It was the supreme source of power that no one could stop, not even Zeus!

The sword seems to be about to fall at any time, causing Yang Qi's fate to stop twisting!

The sword hung above Yang Qi's head.

"He...he endured the death of the Queen of the Underworld, and the power to stop the threads of fate from intertwining at any time..." Antaeus couldn't believe his eyes, he only felt like he was in a dream.

Then, Yang Qi raised his head and looked at Antaeus.

"..."

Antaeus felt trembling all over.

Buzz…

The purest, most perfect, perfect king's power fell from the sky and landed on Yang Qi's head.

Condensed into one, the Dragon Bone Crown.

It is no longer a broken bone crown, but a perfect dragon bone crown.

Yang Qi opened his mouth, and the words he spoke brought out the cry of the dragon clan.

His pupils suddenly stood up and turned into dragon pupils, and then wings that were more than ten thousand meters wide appeared, covered with transparent scales.

…

At the top of the sky, surrounded by thousands of air currents, shining with the rays of morning and sunset, the giant dragon that could dye the earth red, the "dragon of atmospheric patrol", suddenly stopped.

They face one direction, bowing their heads.

Because the king has been born.

The sky, most of the dragons in Olympus are here.

The Dragon of Arcane Magic, the Dragon of Shadow Void, the Dragon of Eternal Fall, the Blue Dragon, and thousands of dragon clans suddenly heard the dragon roar in the distance. They listened, and then bowed their heads together.

Because the king has been born.

In the ocean, in the deep sea, the nine-headed dragon bowed its head together.

The tail-tangled dragon with a million tails suddenly lowered its head.

Thousands of dragon-headed dragons are hunting for prey. Their eyes are filled with chaos and stupidity, and they are stuffing blood and meat into their mouths. Suddenly, their dragon pupils opened, they stopped eating, looked into the distance, and lowered their heads together.

Because the king has been born.

Underworld, Void Shadow Dragon.

Abyss, abyss dragon.

Olympus, from top to bottom, all the dragons bowed their heads together.

They looked in the same direction, lowered their heads for a long time, then raised their slender necks, and roared out a terrifying and vast dragon roar together.

The sound of the dragon's roar resounded throughout Olympus.