Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

What do demons look like when they fight?

In most cases, they rely on their natural talents and generally strong bodies.

Because just like the authority of the true gods, whether it is the giants born from the first era or the children born by the father of all monsters, the truly powerful demons have some special abilities.

For example, the eyes of the Gorgon that can petrify people, the talent of the Cyclops in forging, or the Hydra and Sphinx transformed by the blood of Typhon.

Some of them have immortal bodies, and some can test their opponents through "puzzles". If they cannot answer, they will violate the "order" they have established, and then lose the power to resist and can only be slaughtered.

Like its peers, the Nomisa giant lion is the same.

It has invulnerable fur, but with just one look, when Hercules found the giant lion by a small lake in the forest, he knew that he could not solve it with brute force alone.

Everything has weaknesses, and the giant lion is no exception.

"Roar!"

"Bang Bang!"

There was no communication, nor was there any need for communication.

The Nomisa giant lion was not a demon with wisdom, it was bloodthirsty and brutal.

With a roar, Hercules' fist slammed into the body of the giant lion.

The demon's body was tall and strong, and in comparison, mortals were so small in front of it.

But under Hercules' fist, the giant lion was still knocked out.

The thick trees were broken like straw, but only slightly delayed the speed of the demon.

There is no doubt that Hercules had the upper hand in the collision of power.

But looking at the enemy in front of him, the young hero's face became more serious.

"Bang!"

Climbing up from the ground, the giant lion shook his head.

The huge eyes were full of tyranny. It looked at the tiny insect in the distance that burst out with amazing power and grinned.

Although Hercules' power was very strong, it did not really cause any harm to it.

Without any hesitation, the giant lion ran wildly, opened its mouth and bit the enemy.

It was not the first time it fought with humans. There had been more than one so-called hero from the human kingdom who wanted to become famous with its life, but their end was the same.

No matter how powerful they were or how sharp their weapons were, as long as they could not make it bleed, they would only become the giant lion's meal.

"Roar--"

The monster's big mouth came towards him, but Hercules did not retreat but advanced.

He wanted to try whether the giant lion's mouth could still avoid all external damage like the surface of the body!

Tap---

Take two steps to run up and jump up.

Just like jumping into the abyss on his own initiative, Hercules jumped into the giant lion's mouth.

The iron rod he carried with him became indestructible under his unparalleled strength, and then hit the monster's lower chest fiercely.

Bang--!

Kaka--!

The muffled sound was accompanied by the sound of a hard bite. At this moment, Hercules and the Nomissa Giant Lion were both troubled by the difficulty of their opponents.

The iron rod hit the demon's mouth, but it was like the surface of the body, unable to cause it any harm.

But when the giant lion's mouth closed, it also felt like it had bitten into an indestructible piece of gold and stone, and it was difficult to hurt the opponent no matter what.

Even more than that, the mouth just closed, under a strong force, the giant lion's mouth was stretched open little by little.

The young hero used his hands to open the demon's mouth. In front of him, the power of the Nomissa Giant Lion seemed to be just that.

Although there was a clear gap in the size of the two sides, the strength was obviously not the case.

"Roar..."

"Shhh!"

For a moment, the foreign body feeling in the mouth made the giant lion even more angry, and a poisonous gas mixed with stomach acid spurted out of its throat.

Even though Hercules was not afraid of the damage it would bring, he took the opportunity to jump out of the giant lion's mouth when he saw the corroded clothes and the stench.

At this point, they all recognized the strength of the enemy.

Throwing the iron rod aside, ordinary weapons were no longer helpful to Hercules.

He swung his fist and smashed it at the lion's head.

The divine blood boiled in his body, and the unparalleled force hit the demon's head, bringing a huge roar.

The giant lion that had just vomited out the foreign object was hit hard and was knocked out again.

The huge body flattened a large area of ​​​​the woods, but in just a moment, it stood up again from the smoke and dust.

As the world said, the fur of the Nomisa giant lion is invulnerable to swords and guns.

Maybe a truly powerful artifact can penetrate it, but with just bare hands, Hercules can't do anything to it now.

Even though his fists could pierce steel, even though his surging blood could make him immune to most of the world's spells and malice, even though his divine power was rare in the world.

But facing such an invulnerable demon, he was still somewhat helpless.

The battle lasted from morning to noon, and from noon to night.

The young hero tried many ways. He tried to sneak attack the giant lion's eyes, but as long as it closed its eyes, its eyelids could block Hercules' attack.

He also tried to break the giant lion's teeth, but even though he had an extraordinary physique, he was not indestructible after all, and it was impossible to ignore the demon's attack.

Gradually, the sun set and rose again.

Rolling, biting, poisonous fog, the Nomisa giant lion also tried many ways to kill his opponent, but he could never do it.

The man and the lion seemed to be in a stalemate, and neither could do anything to the other.

"Roar--!"

After making a mocking roar, the Nomisa giant lion finally had the intention to retreat.

This human has some abilities, and he can't kill him, so he won't kill him.

In the end, this is just a delicious food.

And for it, there is never a shortage of food in this forest.

"Huh--"

Panting heavily, the young hero gradually felt tired.

He saw the giant lion's thoughts, but he really couldn't stop it.

How can such an invulnerable body be defeated? As long as it is still breathing, no one can hurt it...

"Huh?"

The young hero's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly seemed to remember something.

All things in the world are divided into body and soul, just like the person he wanted to resurrect.

And the soul is more important to intelligent life, because it is the ship that carries thinking and reason.

But there are exceptions in this world, such as the monsters born from gods and those comparable to gods.

The soul and body of God are two sides of the same coin, or in other words, "divinity" is a certain manifestation of this two-sided coin.

Acquired life can also extract some brilliant substances from the extreme spirit and body, and then undergo the baptism of rules and transform into this immortal creation.

As for these monsters, they are a little different.

However, although Hercules does not understand, he may try to target it from another angle.

"Bang——"

Do it as soon as you think of it. When the giant lion collided with him again, Hercules jumped up and hugged its neck.

Like moving a mountain, the young hero scanned the surrounding environment and then chose a river.

Dragging the demon, Hercules pulled it into the river step by step, and then pressed its head down.

The Nomisa giant lion struggled desperately, but the power of the young hero seemed endless.

In this wrestling match, it still fell into a disadvantage.

"Gululu..."

"Gululu..."

"Gululu..."

The head was pressed under the water, and the giant lion finally felt panic.

It struggled hard, but its strength was getting weaker and weaker.

If Ryan hadn't come, in the original myth, Athena gave humans breathing, so humans had wisdom from then on.

Although the myth is biased, for Chaos's demon, there is indeed a certain connection.

As time passed, the giant lion's struggle became weaker and weaker.

Until a certain moment, it completely lost its movement.

However, Hercules knew that it was not dead.

For such a demon, losing breath does not mean losing life.

It just temporarily lost the ability to think, and its mind fell into chaos.

"But as long as this is done, it is enough."

"I can't kill you, so let you kill yourself."

After dragging the giant lion's head out of the river, Hercules finally showed a trace of fatigue, but also a bit of joy of victory.

Although the fur of the Nomisa giant lion is invulnerable to swords and guns, it does not mean that it can't do anything to itself.

It's just that if it is still awake and has the ability to think, it can prevent accidental injuries to itself.

But now that it has fainted, there is no way to stop Hercules.

"Swish--"

Holding the giant lion's claws, Hercules used it to scratch its neck.

This time, the invulnerable fur is no longer useful.

As the claws scratched, blood gushed out immediately, falling on the young hero like a fountain.

Hercules hesitated for a moment, but finally did not dodge.

Because just like the old man he met before said, he did feel the power contained in these blood.

They were absorbed by Hercules in this way and turned into part of his foundation.

Although he had already reached a certain limit, it was still not meaningless.

"Huh--I succeeded."

After the blood was drained, and then the demon's claws were used to peel off its own fur, Hercules finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The rampaging demon was killed by him, and he completed the gods' request.

If nothing unexpected happens, perhaps the gods will come to praise his achievements soon, and he will receive the next task.

But...

"But where did the gods go?"

After waiting for three days in the open space by the river, Hercules had even preliminarily processed the skin of the giant lion.

His original clothes were severely corroded when fighting with the demon, and now he just changed into a new one.

The equipment was updated and the body was more energetic.

But at this time, Hercules unexpectedly discovered that, unlike the last time he left Eleusis, the god of the west wind had no intention of showing up.

Finally, after three days, seeing that no one came, Hercules had to get up.

"Maybe the gods also have their own things to do?"

"... Well, it seems that the death of the Nomisa giant lion is not that important."

Shrugging his shoulders, the young hero felt that there was no need to waste time.

He planned to follow the location left by the old man he met before and take a look at the tribe living in the forest.

After all, the West Wind God said that the Nomissa Giant Lion was controlled by the evil god.

But now that he has killed it, where is the evil god...?

I don't know, but Hercules still wants to know.

And that tribe lives nearby, maybe they will know something.

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"Damn it!"

"Where did Hercules go, and this forest... is it a little big?"

The invisible wind blew across the earth, bringing a rustling sound.

Not long after Hercules killed the giant lion, Zephyrus just passed by a river.

There was an open space that seemed to have been destroyed by humans, and it seemed to have experienced a battle.

But the West Wind God now obviously has no time to pay attention to these, he only cares about Hercules who was lost by himself.

At the beginning, the West Wind God didn't take it seriously.

After all, although he is still the 'God of West Wind', Zephyrus has long been the leader of the four wind gods for more than one era.

Now that the father of heaven is sleeping forever and the Titan god Crius has fallen into the abyss, he is the master of the wind in the world, and only Poseidon, known as the lord of storms, can compete with him on the sea.

It's just looking for someone, it's not difficult...

So one day later, Zephyros, who finally realized the seriousness of the matter, began to panic.

However, the reality is cruel, and the search of the god of the west wind has nothing.

Until two days later, he had to accept the fact that he might have made a mess and decided to seek help from others.

However, seeking help also depends on the situation. First of all, he can't go directly to Zeus, otherwise it will make him look too incompetent.

Secondly, he also tried not to make too much noise, and it's best not to disturb the gods who are fighting.

Fortunately, there is a place in the north of the road that can help him solve these troubles, that is, the goddess of fate on Mount Nisa.

Anyway, Zephyros didn't intend to spy on any fate. He just went to find someone, which shouldn't be a big deal... However, something unexpected happened again, and he found that he was lost.

A god got lost, which sounds like a joke.

However, the fact is that Zeferos can't find the direction to leave the forest.

He also tried to fly in one direction, but found that he couldn't leave the forest no matter what.

It's like different directions are pieced together, and it's futile to go any way.

"Damn it, this can't be a site left by the great divine power in the last era. I remember that the previous god king seemed to be the 'king of time and space'."

"But I can't be sure, after all..."

His voice gradually became lower, and his face looked a little ugly. Zeferos was speechless for a while.

It must be said that although he has been following the previous god king for a long time, in the impression of the God of West Wind, the other party seems to have rarely demonstrated his authority in the field of [time] [space].

So much so that when he suddenly encountered a similar power, Zeferos was even a little unsure.

However, although he couldn't be sure, even until the end of the era, the second generation of God King Kronos had never shown the great level of time and space authority, but this was already the greatest possibility.

And only if this is true, the situation he encountered would not seem so strange.

How terrible is the power of time and space at the level of great divine power? Perhaps Heracles, as a mortal, had left inadvertently a long time ago, and only he, a god, was trapped here because of his authority.

It is reasonable that the legacy of the gods is only for the gods... But if this is the case, what should he do?

...

"Guess what he is thinking now?"

In the prosperous and quaint town, everything seems to be in order.

The streets are lined up one after another, and residents are constantly coming and going... The young man looked at the figure circling in the sky in the distance and asked the people around him casually.

The God of the West Wind... He had only seen his statue in the temple before, and had never seen the real person.

Now he has seen it, but it is a little inconsistent with the rumors.

I remember that when I was still an ordinary child, I heard that this was a god who was famous for his ability to hide.

According to legend, he had performed many powerful tasks, and most of them returned safely.

Even the two generations of God Kings relied on him greatly. He was a very powerful god.

But legends are legends. Now it seems that he is a little bit unrealistic.

"He should be panicking."

"After all, in your theater, even if he is the true God of Olympus, he cannot escape your control."

Compared with the casualness of the young man, the old man was much more nervous.

Cologne cursed Olympus for being incompetent in his heart, only sending floods to ordinary mortals, but turning a blind eye to the real threat; at the same time, his expression was solemn, like a pious clergyman.

After so many years, Cologne understood very well that death is not terrible.

"Maybe, a panicked god... Haha, but I have to let him stay here for a while."

Somewhat noncommittal, the young man then gently hooked his fingers, as if he had moved an invisible line.

Although Cologne lied a lot, at least one sentence was true.

That is, in this theater that he has managed for a thousand years and built bit by bit with his own hands, which can be called the kingdom of God on earth, no one can escape his control.

The God of the West Wind is naturally no exception.

"Go and prepare to welcome the guests."

"Killing a lion doesn't prove anything... If that's all he wants, there's no need to run around. Just stay here with me."

"Of course, if he can really prove his ability, I'll give him a gift."

"Although this is not the city it once was, this Auroa city was built by me, so it's more or less meaningful."

Auroa is not Aurora. The former is just a substitute for the latter.

But Cologne, who left in silence, understood that even if it was a substitute, it depended on what it replaced.

He knew what the young man was talking about. It was a gift extracted from the 'past' and an incredible 'miracle'.

It was [false immortality], because in the past, a great being had promised the mortals in this city, and they did escape the disaster of the seven days and seven nights of the flood. Therefore, this power has changed from virtual to real and has become real.

But...

"Immortality... If I could also be immortal, how could I have come to this day..."

With a dim look in his eyes, Cologne didn't plan to do anything.

Unless there is a way for him to escape the other party's control, he knows very well that he can do nothing.

In the temple of Zeus in the city, there is a one-to-one replica of the statue, and Cologne has seen it more than once.

It is a guy wearing a sacrificial robe, but without a trace of faith.

He also tried to make a deal with the gods, and the consequences... every bronze human knows it very well.

Of course you can deceive the gods, and there are always people who do so... as long as you never lie about piety.

Because only this, the gods can really see through everything.