Greek Mythology: Evolution from the Gargoyle

Yang Qi flew thousands of miles away, dug up the soil with his dragon claws, dug out a deep cave, and entered it.

It is extremely quiet here, without any living beings.

The conversation with Medea sounded in my ears.

"In the Olympus God Realm, after advancing to the main god level, a second soul will be awakened."

"Two souls will bring two sources of divine power, two bodies, two names, everything."

"This is it, a double body."

"So, before advancing to the main god level, is it possible for a living creature to have two souls?"

"Impossible! Even if it has two souls for very accidental reasons, the two souls will attack each other. In the end, only one will be left."

! ! !

Suddenly, Yang Qi closed his eyes.

"My two souls, fighting each other."

"Today, I have to solve this problem, I can't delay it any longer!"

"My two souls, where are they?"

"How can I see a soul?"

"Wait. I think I understand."

Yang Qi closed his dragon pupils and looked at himself.

He thought back to the past, when the souls of others had clashed with the souls of dragons.

"Hate for Thanatos..."

"A strong desire for divine power and treasure..."

"And the killing intent that often breaks out..."

Yang Qi desperately recalled the past, recalling those moments of soul conflict, every detail, every fragment! ! !

At that moment, Yang Qi always felt very painful inside his body, as if it was burning!

Yang Qi wants to find the source of that pain!

Once you find the source, you can find the place where the soul is!

"!!!"

Suddenly, Yang Qi felt the temperature of his dragon body rising rapidly, and the familiar painful feeling of soul conflict erupted in his body!

"I found it!!"

Yang Qi felt that there were two white light spots in his body, sticking together, moving very fast, and piercing through the whole body in an instant!

"Are these two white spots of light my two souls?!"

"I want to catch them!!!"

Yang Qi mobilized all the divine power around him, but this time, the divine power was not concentrated in the dragon's wings or dragon's throat, but in his own mind!

“My consciousness – caught up with my soul – saw my soul!!!”

boom! ! !

Suddenly, Yang Qi saw endless light!

"Where am I?!"

The surrounding white fog was confusing, and there were only two light groups shining in the sky.

Yang Qi lowered his head, and he couldn't see his dragon claws, body, and tail. He seemed disembodied.

"I have no entity...I am..."

The two light groups were right in front of them, emitting familiar divine auras.

Suddenly, Yang Qi understood that he was now in the so-called [Soul Room].

This is the divine world of Olympus, where the souls of all living creatures reside.

Before advancing to the level of Lord God, a living being can only have one soul.

But Yang Qi has two.

Because he traveled from a distant place.

One soul was extremely hot, obviously the soul of a dragon.

One soul is dim, obviously a human soul.

Now, it's time to make a choice.

"..." Yang Qi stared at the two groups of light.

"There's no need to hesitate."

Yang Qi's mind controlled the fiery soul, the dragon soul, and continued to expand.

"Since my body is a dragon, then my soul... must also become a dragon."

"Otherwise...the human soul and the dragon's body will conflict with each other, and sooner or later there will be problems!"

Dragons are cold, cruel, bloodthirsty, petty-minded, and have a morbid fascination with divine power and treasure.

These features have pros and cons.

But Yang Qi feels that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

The dragon clan's pathological character of pursuing power and treasure is something that humans don't have.

Great desire will bring great power of action.

Therefore, the Dragon Clan is the apex of all ordinary creatures in the Olympus God Realm!

They crave power more than any other creature, so they will make efforts that other gods cannot!

Moreover, dragons are very smart.

It's just that they often don't like to use their brains, and are more accustomed to using violence to solve all problems.

"Since there are two souls, only one can be kept. Then, I want to keep the dragon's soul."

Yang Qi controls the dragon soul, which continues to expand and devour human souls.

…

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Qi woke up from his dream.

He didn't know how much time had passed in the deep cave.

Yang Qi felt peaceful in his soul, and the pain of soul conflict would never appear again.

Yang Qi firmly believed that he was right in choosing Dragon Soul.

But deep down, I still feel a little pity.

"It would be great if we could maintain two souls at the same time and let the two souls coexist peacefully..."

Unfortunately it was useless.

Well, it's time to leave.

Before leaving, there is one more thing to do.

"Medea, the scarlet sword she owns is half as good as mine."

Yang Qi thought in his heart: "She saved my life. I also saved her life."

"We're even. I don't owe her anything."

"I'll ask her for the half of the sword and leave here."

"You must never have anything to do with Medea again."

Yang Qi kept warning himself in his heart, "She is a prisoner of Olympus."

"Hecate, who watches over her, is very powerful."

"If you have a deep relationship with Medea, you will only have endless troubles."

At this moment, Yang Qi heard a scream.

Yang Qi thought he was hallucinating.

The scream was so shrill that Yang Qi could hardly believe it was true.

"Who on earth would make such a tragic scream?"

Yang Qi raised his ears and listened carefully.

"This scream... seems to be... Medea's."

"Help me!!!"

The scream was like crying blood, "Save me, big dragon!!!"

…

some time ago.

Late at night, in a distant place in the underworld, the Temple of the Three Phases.

Next to the huge temple, there is an inconspicuous small palace, where Medea lives.

At first glance, you won't notice anything strange, but if a powerful god investigates carefully, you will find that there are three layers of rune circles inside and outside the palace, which will reduce the fluctuation of divine power to a minimum.

The palace is very simple. The floor was covered with a soft magic carpet, and there was an arcane chair, but nothing else.

Medea is sitting on the Arcane Chair, all the scars on her body have been restored, her bright eyes have grown again, and her clothes are as clean as new. But there are still maggots gnawing on the collarbone.

She held the two-headed hellhound in her arms.

The two-headed hell dog stared at her blankly, wagging its tail.

"That stinking lizard, that big stupid dragon!" Medea gritted her teeth and hugged the two-headed hell dog tightly, almost suffocating it.

"Woof! Woof!" The two-headed hell dog barked, seeming to understand what she said, but also seemed not to understand.

"Why didn't he come after me? He was lying there as if he were dead. Tell me, Artichoke." Medea let go of the two-headed hell dog, held it in front of her, stared at it, and asked seriously.

"Woof woof!" The two-headed hell dog seemed to answer.

"You said he... likes Circe?" Medea blinked.

"Or do you mean you hate me?"

"Woof woof!"

"It's useless to ask you." Medea sighed, and she put the two-headed hell dog on the ground.

The two-headed hellhound kept running around Medea, wagging its tail.

"Artichoke must like Medea the most. If Medea runs away, Artichoke will definitely catch up." Medea had a smile on her face.

"Woof!" The two-headed hell dog seemed to agree.

"Hehe." Medea took out three white stones from her arms, threw them up, caught them with the back of her hand, and looked at them carefully.

After a while.

"That stupid dragon. It seems that it is confused by something, and its head is full of questions." Medea looked at the stone carefully, "It seems to be related to the soul... I can't see clearly what it is."

"Would you like to help it..." Suddenly, Medea shook her head with a wry smile on her face.

"My current source of divine power is fine if I don't burden him. I also help him."

Medea put away the stones, and then her eyes suddenly became determined.

A bright red sword appeared in her hand. The sword was boiling and bursting with amazing divine power.

boom!

The source of divine power appeared behind Medea, and the dirty sea of ​​blood was filled with white greasy foam. The lighthouse sank into the sea, leaving only the small spire, and the purple divine light was extremely dim.

Medea pulled out the sword in her hand, and the divine power surged, blowing her clothes, and the red light reflected her face red.

"Crack." Medea took out a piece of Pluto's stone from her arms, took a big bite like an apple, bit it into pieces, and swallowed it into her belly.

Divine power suddenly poured into the source of divine power, and the lighthouse burst into purple light.

"Woof! Woof!" The two-headed dog from Hell circled around Medea crazily, its tail wagging as it stared at the magical gem in her hand.

"No, Artichoke." Medea shook her head, "I've fed you several times. If the creatures outside knew that I fed you with the Pluto Stone, I don't know how surprised they would be."

"Woo." The two-headed hell dog seemed to understand and showed a sad expression.

"Quiet, Artichoke." Medea said softly, "If you can succeed, I will feed you the sacred stone in the future."

"Woo~" the two-headed hell dog replied.

"Hehe. Go aside and don't disturb me."

"Ugh." The two-headed hell dog walked obediently to the distance, lay there, and stared at Medea.

"In the name of the night." Medea swallowed all the sacred stones into her mouth.

boom!

Suddenly, the sword in Medea's hand began to tremble violently, and it turned into a rolling stream of bright red, surrounding her body like a cocoon.

Medea closed her eyes and she entered the source of divine power.

She appeared above that dirty, oily sea.

The divine power of the sword turned into a red rain of blood, which fell from the source of Medea's divine power.

"Replace the source of your own divine power and escape from death."

"Replace it, or cut off the chains that bind the source of my divine power?"

Medea stared at the source of her divine power, her hair and clothes stained by the rain of blood.

boom--

Suddenly, the dirty sea of ​​blood in the source of divine power split into two, revealing a huge seabed.

The purple magic tower sank deeply into the seabed, with four golden thunder chains tightly tied to it.

Boom! Suddenly, the four chains exerted force, the golden thunder vibrated, and they pulled down hard!

The Magic Tower erupted with an astonishing roar, and it collapsed several meters downward again.

"Ugh." Medea's whole body trembled. She covered her mouth with her hands and spit out divine blood.

She opened her thin palms and took a look. The divine blood was purple-red in color and kept jumping in her palms, cheers erupted, and there were faint fluctuations of divine power all around.

"Zixue has also appeared... I have to hurry up."

Medea filled her mouth with purple divine blood, and her eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

Then, in the source of divine power, the dirty sea, together with the blood rain in the sky, turned into countless blood droplets. In an instant, it was as if the heaven and earth were also occupied by blood droplets. They roared and merged into the palm of Medea's hand.

Countless blood drops were spinning and vibrating crazily in her palm, condensing into a dark blood ball.

"Come on. Olympus."

"And my fate." Medea's hair was wet, covering her eyes, and suddenly her expression became extremely ferocious!

boom!

The divine power was concentrated on her right arm. The muscles of her right arm suddenly swelled and became extremely thick. The divine power rippled and the surrounding space began to vibrate.

"not enough……"

Poof!

Medea gritted her teeth. Countless wounds were opened on her right arm, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Countless purple beams of divine power emerged from the wounds. Those beams wrapped around her right arm. Suddenly, her right arm turned purple. Like a deep crystal, it bursts into dazzling light!

"not enough!!"

Medea roared, and the purple light suddenly changed, turning into seven-color light in an instant. Twelve huge runic arrays appeared behind her, and the array began to fluctuate!

"Ah!"

Medea threw the crimson blood ball fiercely, and the blood ball roared and flew towards the golden chain!