Greek Mythology: Evolution from the Gargoyle

"Ah ah ah ah ah." Yang Qi didn't even feel Medea at all. He only saw the white flowers in full bloom and the sweetness blooming in his mouth.

"Stinky lizard! This is not for you to eat! My sister worked hard to grow this, and it is a tribute to Hades!"

Medea was so angry that she jumped on Yang Qi's dragon head and beat it again and again.

"Ahhhhhhhhh." Yang Qi took another big mouthful and swallowed it.

The hunger fire in his belly not only did not subside, but became even stronger.

"Stinky lizard! Stinky lizard! Stinky lizard!" Medea slapped Yang Qi's faucet crazily and kept yelling.

"elder sister."

In the distance, a calm and quiet divine voice sounded.

A goddess in dark robes came over. She had long dark red hair that fell to the ground like a waterfall. There were two blood crows on her shoulders. The face is delicate and reserved, very beautiful, but not overbearing. The pupils are like flowing rainbows, emitting colorful light.

"Cersei! Quick! Stop this stinking lizard, or he will eat all your pale flowers!" Medea shouted eagerly.

"Sister, don't you know how to use magic?" Circe came up and looked at Yang Qi who was devouring flowers crazily, with a smile on his face.

"No! I'm afraid of hurting him! Come on, Circe, don't you know the techniques of sleeping and awakening?"

Circe's long robes covered her arms, and she didn't seem to move at all, but divine power surged from around her.

Circe's divine power turned into purple threads and flew into Yang Qi's eyes.

"..."

Yang Qi suddenly woke up.

Looking around, there was only a goddess with long red hair.

"younger sister!"

With a crisp shout, Medea jumped down from Yang Qi's head and landed in Circe's arms.

She rolled her eyes, "I'm so worried. Why did I raise such a greedy master?"

Medea was a whole head shorter than Circe, and being held by Circe, she didn't look like an elder sister at all, but more like a younger sister.

Being interrupted from the joy of eating, Yang Qi was quite unhappy and wanted to explode, but it seemed that the flower was not for him, so he had to hold back his anger.

I am even hungrier.

"Medea, is this the dragon you are talking about?" Circe hugged Medea, walked forward, and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for taking care of me along the way. Medea is very reckless. I am always worried that she will die outside."

Circe's divine voice is as gentle as water and very pleasant to listen to.

"Sister, you're talking nonsense! How could I die?" Medea's little fist hit Circe's shoulder.

Circe smiled, looked at Yang Qi and said: "You are huge, and the garden hut may not be able to carry it. Please rest here again and allow me to prepare divine dew tea for you."

Her hair started to dance, and suddenly the door of the cabin in the distance opened.

There is a dark table in the middle of the room, covered with dark green velvet, with two boxes, one gold and one silver, and a complete set of tea sets.

Divine power surged out from Circe's hair, and the table suddenly flew over and landed in front of her.

"please sit down."

Yang Qi sat at the table, and Circe and Medea also sat down.

Circe smiled, her hair suddenly stretched out as if it had a spirit, and she opened the gold box on the table. The light in the box shone brightly, and there were dozens of huge drops of crystal clear dew.

The dew rose and flew into the teapot.

The gods of Olympus generally do not eat mortal food, but drink divine dew.

"Good sister, do you still have so much divine dew?" Medea opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the divine dew in the box.

"Who is as extravagant as my sister? The divine dew issued by the divine court is not much in the underworld. My sister drank half of it in one go and drank it all in a few days. I won't lend it to you. This is for entertaining guests."

Circe opened the silver box with the tips of her hair, and inside were several dried flower stamens, exuding a rich fragrance.

She put the stamens into the tea set, wrapped the teapot with her red hair, shook it slightly in the air, and then poured out three cups.

"The underworld is poor in supplies. It would be a great honor for me if you could appreciate and taste them."

Circe smiled and pushed the teacup in front of Yang Qi.

"Are you going to drink?! If you don't want to drink, I will!" Medea had already finished her glass in one gulp, looking at Yang Qi's glass eagerly, and reaching out to grab it.

"Sister!" Circe's expression changed, and the staff came out of thin air. Instead of using her hands, she wrapped her hair around the staff and put it on Medea's forehead. The staff buzzed.

"Hmph. Lord Themis, the God of Law, once said that the testimony of the poorest mermaid has the same validity as the testimony of the greatest sea dragon, and they must be examined fairly. But I think , let me drink the same cup of dry pistil divine dew tea, let the stupid lizard drink it, rather than let me drink it." Medea said angrily.

"Sister!!" Circe smiled and shook her head. She looked at Yang Qi: "You came with Medea all the way. I'm afraid you already know her temper."

"Yeah." Yang Qi took a small sip of the tea in the cup, which was less than a drop for his huge self.

Divine power emerged from his belly, and his mouth suddenly felt cool, with a sweet aftertaste, and half of his hunger disappeared in an instant.

"Please have another cup." Circe curled her hair around the teapot and poured another cup.

"Oh! What a waste!" Medea held her chin, her face full of displeasure. Suddenly she remembered something and her eyes flashed with light.

"By the way, big lizard, take that out!"

Yang Qi said: "Which one?"

"That, oh, that's the one!" Medea jumped up and stamped her feet, "Him! His divine body and head!"

"God's body and head?" In an instant, Circe's expression changed. She looked at Medea, "Sister, are you causing trouble again?"

"How could I cause trouble! I am the best magician in Olympus!" Medea shouted, "The body and head of Triton!"

"Triton!" Circe stood up suddenly, opened her beautiful eyes, and her pupils were slightly dilated, "He is the eldest son of Poseidon, the god of the sea, and Amphitrite, the queen of the sea, the son of the ocean! Sister, did you kill him? "

"Is Triton so easy to kill? The source of divine power has not been destroyed. He is still alive and his head can talk." Medea shrugged and said lazily, "And it wasn't me who killed him, it was this smelly lizard who killed him."

"You can actually cut off Triton's head!" Circe stared at Yang Qi in surprise, "Triton is a third-level god with divine power. He also has a bident and an ocean horn. He is very powerful. How can you do that?"

Circe looked at Yang Qi: "Excuse me, can I check your divine level?

"Whatever." Yang Qi replied.

Yang Qi smoothly inhaled the dried pistil divine dew tea in the tea cup into the dragon's mouth. In an instant, the cold and slightly sweet taste exploded, as if all the cells were cheering for joy, and the divine power surged into the whole body again, and the hunger was completely eliminated.

But eating enough is not enough.

For a long time, Yang Qi stopped eating when he was full.

But it seems to be a memory from when I was a human being, very long ago and getting blurred day by day.

Now, every time Yang Qi eats, he has to eat until he is full and feels like vomiting before he is satisfied.

"Roar!"

The three words politeness, humility, and etiquette circulated in Yang Qi's mind, and then were thrown away. Yang Qi roared, and all the withered pistil divine dew tea in the teapot flew into the dragon's mouth.

Divine power poured into his belly like tornadoes, volcanic eruptions, and earthquakes.

Lasted. This time I was really full.

In an instant, sleep came over him violently. Yang Qi was so sleepy that he could hardly hear the voices of Medea and Circe.

"Prudery, hypocrisy! If you want to investigate, just investigate. Why ask?" Medea cried.

"Medea! It is very impolite to randomly explore the source of divine power and the rank of gods of other creatures. It usually means hostility! How much trouble have you caused because of this?" Circe said.

"I don't care." Medea rolled her eyes.

"I'm offended." Circe nodded to Yang Qi, and then his eyes flashed with purple light and he glanced at Yang Qi.

"You are not even a demigod, but you have opened the source of divine power. Incredible."

After a moment, the light in Circe's eyes disappeared, "It turns out that what Medea said is true."

"I'm just telling you!! You still don't believe it." Medea shook her head.

"It's no wonder, you can cut off the head of a stuntman." Circe said with a smile.

"Hehe, I said I killed him!" Medea smiled triumphantly, "I roared at the ocean, Poseidon must have known about me, and he will hate me to death!"

"What?!" Circe stood up immediately, and suddenly the divine light behind her shone, divine power surged, the source of her divine power emerged, and above the vast sea, a bright moon illuminated the rough waves.

Looking carefully, Circe's source of divine power was also in dilapidated condition. The ocean was turbid and churned with white foam. The moon was not bright and bright, and was covered with black spots, as if it was rotting.

"Sister, how could you do this!!" Circe grabbed Medea's hand, her face twisted with anger, "We are the daughters of prisoners under strict guard, how could you offend Poseidon and Orin like this? Peas?!"

"Have we not suffered enough along the way?! Look at the source of your divine power, and look at mine! Our source of divine power has long since collapsed. It would be easy for Poseidon to take our lives!"

"Death is not scary. What is scary is living. I don't know how much humiliation and pain I will endure!"

In an instant, Circe's eyes were red, her face showed fear, sadness and trembling, she grabbed Medea fiercely, and spoke in an almost roaring voice.

Yang Qi saw Circe's hands. Her two hands were tightly locked together by golden thunder shackles, and the thunder vibrated in the air.

Her wrist was extremely dark, as if it had been carbonized, and there were several places where the skin was torn and the blood was flowing continuously.

"No wonder she hid her hands in her clothes and poured me tea with only her hair." Yang Qi thought to himself.

"Let me go!" In an instant, Medea's face looked ferocious, "If you want to please the gods of Olympus, just go ahead! I won't!"

"It doesn't matter how they torture me, I'm tired of it all! I hate Poseidon, I hate Hades, I hate Zeus, I hate all the Olympus gods!!"

"Lying that I killed Triton was the most correct thing I have ever done in my life. Don't you know how happy I felt at that moment?!"

"I'm just cruel, I just hate that I didn't kill him myself, and then I attacked Mount Olympus and asked Zeus where he hid our mother?!

"Mother..." When Circe heard this, her body trembled and she couldn't help but let go of her hand.

"We are too weak, we can only do this, otherwise? Sister, we still have to live. I have already put on the thunder cuffs, I can no longer bear the responsibility for you..."

"I don't want you to bear the blame for me, even last time I didn't want you to suffer for me! It was you who hid it from me!"

"Huhuhu" Medea breathed rapidly, her face was red and purple, she threw the staff on the ground, cried and rushed out of the door.

"Sister, sister! I don't blame you, I just..."

"ah!!!"

Thunder instantly erupted from Circe's wrist, and she fell to the ground in pain.

"Yang Qi, please, please find her back. She will go crazy whenever she thinks of her mother. When she goes crazy, she doesn't know what she will do. Hurry up and find her back..."

After a moment, Circe slowly raised her head. Her face was pale, her whole body was surrounded by thunder and fire, she was shaking in pain, and she gritted her teeth and said.

"I'm so damn...so sleepy." Yang Qi was swaying, with only this thought in his mind.