Type-Moon, I heard that after death, you can ascend to the Throne of Heroes?

"What's wrong?" Atalanta pulled down the black hair that fell on her shoulders and asked as she walked towards Nuoyan.

"It's done, but isn't there still one painting for you?" Nuoyan replied with a smile.

The golden-horned deer, who heard that the painting was done, stood up and called out, and ran to the side to find the Pegasus eating grass.

"You still remember it?" Atalanta glanced at Nuoyan.

"I don't want to be hunted again." Nuoyan shrugged and then raised the paintbrush again.

Seeing this, Atalanta, who had always thought that this was a trivial matter, looked at Nuoyan's raised paintbrush and his emerald eyes that looked at her seriously, and her body suddenly stiffened and felt nervous.

"What should I do?" Atalanta stood there, looking a little at a loss.

"Whatever." Nuoyan replied indifferently.

Just when Atalanta was about to take down the bow and shoot him an arrow.

"You are so beautiful anyway, no matter how I paint you, it won't be bad."

After a moment of silence, Atalanta quietly put her hand back.

Then, with a slight smile on her lips, she simply stood by a big tree.

The moonlight of the waning moon shone on her, the night wind blew her long hair, and Nuoyan recorded this moment.

At this moment,

"Nuoyan."

"Hmm?"

"Are you still pursuing the end of death?" Atalanta asked.

The brush in Nuoyan's hand paused, and he looked up at her in surprise.

Obviously, he didn't expect that she would ask this question, the same question as Clotho...In one day, the two asked the same thing.

But facing Atalanta, Nuoyan was naturally not the same as when facing the goddess.

So he naturally asked curiously: "Why do you ask this?"

"Didn't you go down the mountain to become a hero?" Atalanta said,

She now remembers the 'legend' she heard from those bandits, and she estimates that she can remember it deeply for a lifetime.

"Now that this wish has been almost fulfilled, the only thing left is... the end."

Since Nuoyan came down the mountain, the person who has had the most contact with Nuoyan and knows everything about Nuoyan is undoubtedly Atalanta.

And unlike Medea who also saw those paintings, Atalanta's figure can be seen in many paintings. She has not only seen it, but also participated in it personally.

So if you want to say who is most familiar with Nuoyan, it is undoubtedly her.

And she is the only one who has witnessed Nuoyan's transformation over the past year.

Hearing this, Nuoyan finally reacted and understood why Clotho suddenly asked this question.

He did not answer, but glanced at the golden finger that appeared beside him as he thought-the Heroic Spirit Class Card.

Nuoyan had experimented with it a long time ago, and only he could see it.

Since the matter of the underworld ended, it has not been online, and the reason is very simple, because Nuoyan's current level has only risen a little.

From A- to A-level Heroic Spirit.

The time when it was upgraded was when Nuoyan defeated the monster Chimera and drew those six paintings... Yes, although many things have happened since the end of the underworld.

And all these things are recorded on this Heroic Spirit Class Card.

But Nuoyan's Heroic Spirit level still stagnated.

The reason is simple, he is already a five-star Heroic Spirit.

Even among the stars lit up by the history of the entire long river of time, Nuoyan undoubtedly has a place, and is a very outstanding existence.

Even when Hercules had never completed the twelve trials, had never participated in the battle of gods, helped the Olympian gods win, and finally became a member of the gods.

During this period of time, Nuoyan was undoubtedly at the top of all the heroes of ancient Greece.

Therefore, in this case, "quantity" is no longer effective, and the real key comes to "quality".

After all, even gods are divided into main gods, kings of gods, and gods. There are also differences among Heroic Spirits, and it is currently known that the top is the crown.

Therefore, if he wants to continue to improve, ordinary legends are no longer meaningful. What Nuoyan needs now is a truly magnificent epic.

Even among all the legends, it is eye-catching enough, with content that affects the entire era, or a feat like killing gods with a mortal body...

That is the journey of the Golden Fleece, the painting of the Olympian gods!

And this is the real reason why Athena rushed to work on the Argo during this period.

Even if she doesn't know the Heroic Spirit Class Card, she knows better than anyone what Nuoyan needs.

After all, Athena promised Nuoyan and swore to him that she would witness and guide Nuoyan to become a star, and the most dazzling one among the stars in the sky.

At the same time, at the most glorious moment, give a grand finale, let him... forever freeze in that moment!

"Yes." Nuoyan retracted his gaze, and the Heroic Spirit Class Card disappeared beside him. He smiled and waved the brush in his hand again, saying: "I am still pursuing that ending."

"Why?"

Hearing this, Atalanta naturally asked Nuoyan: "Now that you have become a hero and have such a reputation, why do you still seek death?"

"I think given your current situation, it is not impossible for you to seek the wish of becoming a god from the goddesses you believe in, right?"

This is enough to be called a rebellious statement.

If it were a normal situation, Atalanta would never say such a thing, and would even think that the person who said it was crazy.

But Atalanta, who knew everything about Nuoyan, if Nuoyan was not too weak, he would have nothing to do with the child of a god.

She probably had already determined in her heart that Nuoyan was definitely a god.

Either Hera's, or the goddess of art!

"I don't want to be a god, and I won't be a god." Nuoyan answered decisively.

"Even so, you can still become the king of a place, enjoy supreme power and countless wealth and glory." Atalanta continued.

Hearing this, Nuoyan couldn't help but smile and said to her: "Why, you don't want me to die... No, no, no, talk nicely, don't shoot arrows!"

The golden-horned deer took a bite of grass and nodded to the Pegasus beside him.

Indeed, the grass is really delicious!

Nuoyan thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, it's not a big reason. Whether it's wealth or power, for me now... it's a little bit exciting, isn't it?"

"Exciting?" Atalanta looked at Nuoyan in confusion.

"Atalanta, can you imagine that one day you will not hunt, return to your own country, become an elegant princess, and finally be married by a prince, and then spend your life in peace?"

"Impossible!" Atalanta said decisively: "I have dedicated my life to the goddess Artemis, and this belief will never waver, so I will never marry a man..."

Halfway through her words, Atalanta suddenly got stuck, because at this moment a picture suddenly appeared in her mind, which froze her in place.

Tianma glanced at her, and then looked at the little Clotho who was sticking his head out of the ceremony on his body.

Girl, you are very brave!

Nuoyan didn't care, still smiling, saying: "Yeah, I am the same, I can't imagine such a future... Well, at least I can't imagine it in this life."

"After all, I have indeed walked through one mountain after another. Some of them are steep and rugged, some are difficult to walk, and the mountains are still very high, covered with snow, as if an avalanche may occur at any time, but I still walked to the highest point.

And I jumped over the cliff."

"And every time I jumped, I actually thought that the other side is really beautiful."

Hearing this, Atalanta naturally understood.

If she hunts extraordinary things, she will also have such a sense of accomplishment.

"So I won't stop, not to mention that I have made an agreement with the goddesses. The revenge in my little notebook has not been completed, and when all this is done..."

Nuoyan laughed again, with the corners of his mouth raised, outlining a smile from the heart.

"Then I should be qualified to paint the most beautiful picture for myself."

"And this painting of mine, Atalanta, do you think it is the scene of enjoying wealth and glory, or the scene of jumping high on the cliff?"

When Nuoyan said this, the painting in his hand was finished at the same time.

The moonlight of the waning moon shines on the sacred forest of the moon goddess Artemis.

The beautiful hunter leaned against the tree, crossed her hands in front of her chest, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and the night wind blew her emerald green clothes and waist-length black hair...

This is Nuoyan's first heroic painting, that is, the painting of Atalanta.

Chapter 98 Let's have a trial (4.5k)

After a few days,

Pegasus was flying in the sky, and there was an endless sea below.

Nuoyan kept his promise with the goddess of roads Hecate, and was taking Medea, who was sitting on the horse, to the island of Aeolus, the demigoddess of the moon and love, Circe.

The trip went smoothly until they reached a narrow strait.

As it was getting dark, Pegasus temporarily stopped the two of them on the strait. Then, just as Nuoyan lit the fire, the flames of the fire lit up the silent darkness here.

The falling water formed by the sea water on the side extinguished it.

Then, under the moonlight tonight, a beautiful goddess walked out of the sea.

She was wearing a blue dress, like slightly curly blue long hair, and her eyes were the blue of the sea.

"Children can't live here, because the flames will wake up the sleeping sea monster Scylla, and when she wakes up, she will eat you who broke into this place..." The goddess who came here said softly to the two of them in an unusually gentle voice.

But before she finished speaking, when the blue eyes reflected Nuoyan's figure, her voice suddenly got stuck and she blinked.

Then she smiled lightly, bowed gracefully to Nuoyan, and said: "But it seems that I worried too much. Nuoyan, the child of Queen Hera and the student of the Centaur Sage, is honored to meet you."

"My name is Thetis, the daughter of Nereus, the god of the sea."

Nereus, the god of the sea, is the first god born in the ocean in ancient Greek mythology. He is the son of the sea and the earth. Before the current god of the sea Poseidon replaced him, he had always been the representative of the sea.

As for the goddess Thetis in front of him, one sentence is enough.

She is the mother of the hero Achilles.

Yes, she is the sage among all the goddesses of the sea, Thetis, who was famous in ancient Greece for her beautiful appearance and virtue.

Looking at her in front of him, Nuoyan's first and most intuitive feeling was that she was a gentle goddess.

The goddess of agriculture Demeter was the most similar in temperament, but that was maternal, while Thetis seemed to be gentle in her bones.

Just like the real sea, which could accommodate everything.

"Hello, beautiful goddess Thetis...Excuse me, do you know me?" Nuoyan, who came back to his senses after a short daze, asked curiously.

At this moment, Nuoyan did not immediately react to who this goddess was.

After all, it has been many years since he came to ancient Greece, and Thetis is important in ancient Greek mythology, but it is impossible to be compared with the main gods of Olympus.

However, as long as he can see Peleus or meet Zeus, Nuoyan will undoubtedly think of him.

In ancient Greek mythology, the king of gods Zeus has always had a heart disease.

That was the curse that the previous generation of gods cursed Zeus when he was suppressed, that his children would be stronger than him and would eventually overthrow his rule.

And the children born by Thetis were destined to be stronger than their fathers.

This is why Thetis, who was so noble and pursued by gods such as Zeus, Poseidon and Apollo, eventually became a human wife.

And because of this, the king of gods Zeus issued a death order, not allowing any god to touch the goddess Thetis.

Oh, by the way.

The most famous golden apple incident in ancient Greek mythology.

The "most beautiful golden apple" that Queen Hera, Goddess of Wisdom Athena and Goddess of Beauty Aphrodite fought for came from the wedding of this goddess.