Greek Mythology: Evolution from the Gargoyle

The blood ball burst out with amazing power and attacked the golden chain!

boom!

A golden chain shook violently, shattered suddenly, and exploded into countless golden particles.

The entire source of divine power began to shake.

"What? So simple?" Medea was stunned, her face did not show joy, but she was a little surprised.

The blood ball drew an arc in the air and returned to the palm of her hand, as if it were alive, rolling and rolling.

The remaining three golden chains bind the lighthouse and float in the seabed.

"Why is this..." Medea was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned cold and she gritted her teeth.

"This is what happened, there's no turning back."

Medea's divine power exploded all over her body. She flipped her wrist, and her arm burst out with colorful divine light again. She threw the blood ball fiercely and slammed into the remaining three chains!

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly there were three violent metal roars, and the three chains shattered and turned into golden mist, floating around.

Poof—suddenly, as the chains shattered, Medea's whole body trembled violently, and purple divine blood flowed out of her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

"Woo!"

The divine blood was sprinkled into the ocean, turned into foam, and floated up and down with the fluctuations of the ocean currents.

"What..." Medea was stunned and wiped it with her hand. She looked at the divine blood in her white hands. The divine blood turned into countless drops of blood and jumped in her hands. She showed an incredible look.

"My divine power... has not recovered, but..."

She looked down and saw that all the chains were shattered, and the golden mist was floating on the seabed, like a dream.

And the purple lighthouse erupted with a roaring sound and sank down again!

boom!

Medea's divine body trembled violently, with a look of pain on her face. Her pupils instantly dilated to an incredible level, and her whole body's divine power suddenly dropped!

"what……"

The lighthouse shining with purple divine light was extremely dim, and then all the divine light disappeared, turning into pure gray.

Then it plunged hard, completely submerging into the seabed, leaving only a deep and dark cave in its place.

Medea was stunned on the spot, her pale face twitching, looking at everything in front of her in disbelief.

After a long time, Medea murmured to herself.

"It turns out I'm...not a genius."

"Those four chains... are not hindering me... but are... forcibly raising the source of my divine power..."

"It turns out that the Divine Power Lighthouse was originally buried deep under the sea... It was this chain that forcibly pulled it out..."

"The moment the chain disappeared, my beacon of divine power... completely disappeared..."

boom……

A roaring sound erupted from the dark cave, and the entire source of divine power was shaking.

Suddenly, beads of sweat covered Medea's face, and her whole body began to tremble.

In the cave, extremely ominous divine power surged out, and Medea felt like her heart was pierced by a knife, and she was extremely uncomfortable.

"Why... they didn't destroy the source of my divine power, but instead forcibly raised it?"

Bang, bang, bang, Medea's heart was beating violently. She landed on the seabed and looked into the dark and deep cave.

She shuddered and lay down, looking down.

In the deep cave, there are countless black threads dancing in the extremely dark place. They exude divine power that comes from eternity and from the distant shore, and is irresistible and irresistible.

"Threads of fate..." Medea trembled. Her lips were so pale that the blood was almost invisible. She gradually saw that those black threads were actually connected to her divine body.

"This is the thread of my destiny...it determines the direction of the river's flow, the place where the sun rises, the fate of the God King and all living beings, luck and misfortune, life and death. It is woven by the three goddesses of fate and runs through thousands of creatures in the divine world. The thread of fate...I saw it..."

"Shouldn't they be golden? Why are they black and so terrifying..." Medea gently touched the thread of destiny that connected her divine body to the deep cave.

Then she saw her fate.

"Mother Goddess. Oh my God." Suddenly, Medea fell to the ground, her face distorted, and she crawled backwards in fear, trying to escape from the dark cave.

"Is this my destiny... Is this my destiny... Yeah!"

"Yeah!!!!" Medea's face was horribly distorted. She grabbed her hair, her eyes were blood red, and she burst into an astonishing scream.

"Is this my destiny? Yeah!!!! Yeah!!!!"

She didn't see the process, only her own fate. The darkness and terror were beyond her deepest imagination.

"Wait. Wait, I think I understand." Medea suddenly stopped, her pupils opened, she breathed air fiercely, and her hands tightly grasped the ground.

"Yes, that's it..."

"Hahaha... Hahahaha... So it's like this... So it's like this..." Medea suddenly laughed wildly. Her hands gripped the ground hard, her white and thin fingers turned blue, and her fingertips were broken and leaked. Divine blood, extremely messy hair, and almost crazy eyes.

"Is this God's plan... Hahaha, that's it."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Medea laughed wildly!

"That's it!"

"ah!!!"

"Ah!!!!!!" Medea started screaming!

"Woof! Woof!"

At this moment, the roar of the two-headed hell dog sounded, and the voice was full of urgency and uneasiness.

"!!" Medea woke up from the source of her divine power.

She returned to her temple.

The ground was covered with purple divine blood.

"Ah...haha...ha..." Medea gasped violently. She touched her face and was shocked all over.

"Don't...don't..."

A slight amount of divine power condensed from Medea's palm, condensing into a bronze mirror. She raised it and looked into the mirror.

The girl in the mirror has pale skin covered with black spots, as if she is starting to rot. The socket of her left eye is dark, with countless black lines surging in it, and her right eye is constantly flowing with purple divine blood.

"Haha...is this my true face..."

Pa tower.

Medea's hands shook violently, and the mirror fell to the ground, shattering.

"Woo...roar!"

"Woof!" The two-headed hell dog ran over and jumped into Medea's arms. It stared at the palace door, bared its teeth and roared.

"Artichoke... So this is what I am like... Good boy Artichoke... Are you still willing to follow me..."

"You are still willing to follow me, yes... you are so good... you are so good..."

Tears flowed from her remaining left eye, she hugged the two-headed hell dog tightly, raised her head, and looked at the gate in front of the palace.

"Is this the last moment... Hahahaha... I really didn't expect it... It turns out that this is the last moment..."

Squeak-yah.

The door of the palace was pushed open, and a goddess stepped in. She looked at Medea.

She has three heads. The head on the left has a gloomy look like a poisonous snake, the head on the right shows an exaggerated and terrifying smile, and the face in the middle is gentle and calm.

It was Hecate.