Chapter 365 Areyoureadykids?
Clos (Kronos), the second generation of god king in Greek mythology, is also the leader of the Titan tribe.
As the Greek God King, this guy’s pursuit of power was the driving force behind almost all his actions.
After he was appointed as the God King, God had prophesy that his rule would be overthrown by his own children.
And because he himself was a father-killer, in order to consolidate his rule, he tried to ensure that his throne was not threatened by devouring his children.
Whenever a child is born, he will swallow the child immediately!
It is conceivable how strong this God's cruelty and desire for power are.
However, as shown in most film novels and other cultural works, people who are generally brutal to this level are also very powerful.
As the leader of the Titan Gods, he was able to kill the first god king of ancient Greece and was able to survive the siege of the twelve main gods of Olympus and could only be sealed and imprisoned underground. Klos's strength is probably among the top three among all the ancient gods.
But just such a strong and tough character chose a timid old man like Jiu Shen, who is timid and afraid of things, as his partner?
At this moment, the Baccarat, who was staring at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, was tied up and threw it on a dining table, and was surrounded by little demigods who were staring at him angry.
Especially the leading Annabeth, Tyson and Perse Jackson, these three have always been loyal fans of Dionys. When Luke led a large group of demigods to betray the camp, they were not moved at all in the face of Luke's words. They always believed that only a kind and wise elder like Dionys could lead their demigods to a bright future.
But I didn't expect that this guy had already surrendered to the enemy!
And it is just to unravel the curse of not being able to taste fine wine and food for life
Feeling the malice coming from all directions, the Baccarat, who was like a lamb to be slaughtered, pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly, and his eyes quickly passed over everyone, looking at the Lango and the others who were eating Haisai on a table behind.
Perhaps it was because they had no stop flying from Los Angeles to the middle of the mysterious island. After teaching the Dionysian a lesson, Langgo and the others entered the camp and saw barbecue and bread on the table to replenish the students' energy, so they started eating it without hesitation.
"Fake, what do you think I do?"
Lango, who was filling a bowl of oatmeal porridge, glared back impatiently when he saw this, then wiped his mouth and asked in a deep voice: "Since you have defected to Klos long ago and are secretly helping him find out about the situation in the world, what do you want to do to summon so many descendants of the gods? Be a subordinate and a thug for the ancient gods?"
As soon as he said this, Lango directly rejected it in his heart.
If you want to train your subordinates for Cross, there is no need to instill these little demigods that Cross is an enemy of Olympus.
After all, these guys were almost ordinary people who had no awakening divine power before being taken to human society by Baccarat. They didn't know who was the decent and who was the villain. Baccarat could have deceived them that Klos was the god king who came to save Olympus, and there was no need to do such thankless things like this now.
Of course, Olympus's so-called twelve main gods have only a few good things.
Zeus, who was dog-day, also held a dinner with Jupiter's vest on super-powered babies. In other words, when I met the honest Chris, if it were Lango who did it himself, he would have to cut this bastard into sausage pieces one by one.
After hearing Lango's questioning, Dionysian hesitated and did not speak. His words to beg for mercy also stiffened on his face and pursed his lips tightly.
When the fool looked at his appearance, he could tell that this old bastard must have hidden something ulterior motive.
Crack-!
A whip condensed with divine power thrust violently on him!
"Ouch!!!"
The God of Baccarat immediately started to wail, twisting on the table like a fat maggot.
But Annabeth showed no mercy, with a stern face and cold eyes saying that the divine whip in his hand was whipped like raindrops on the bloated centaur body of Dionysian.
Among them, the whip tips of several whips were even accurately whipped on the horse egg, and the old thing was so painful that it kept thrusting.
But this old guy had the courage to betray Olympus and defect to the ancient god. Although his strength was a little weak, he was still quite resistant to beating. Of course, it was also possible that Annabeth's whip was far less heavy than Lango's fist. He carried thousands of whips but still didn't say a word.
This scene aroused Lango's curiosity. With his understanding of Dionysia, this old man is definitely not a tough guy. Since he was beaten so hard that he didn't speak, there were only two reasons.
First, this guy felt that if he told the reason, he would definitely not be able to survive.
Second, he is a mixed letter circle
Well, just look at his centaur's curious look. At present, it seems that the possibility of both factors is very high.
On the other hand, Annabeth's emotions became more and more exciting with the twitching movements, which was very different from the experiences of Tyson or Percy. Since she was a girl, she was not loved by her father who favored boys over girls, and because she developed too quickly, she was not favored by her peers at school.
But until one night, when she was leaning against the bed and staring at the bright moon wheel outside the window, a figure riding a horse and wearing a thick beard miraculously passing through the moon.
Immediately, the window frame was gently knocked, and a smiling bearded old man poked his head out and asked if she was Annabeth.
Anna was so excited that she called out Santa's name!
Well, we all know the story behind it. This old man is not Santa Claus, he is just a bearded centaur.
But for Annabeth, although Dionysus is not Santa Claus, it means far more to her than the former.
Under the guidance of Dionysus, Anna learned about her identity as the daughter of Athena. This recognition made her regain her confidence and awaken her potential divine power.
After arriving at the demigod camp, she took the teachings of Dionysian God as the standard. Faced with the betrayal of Luke and others, she not only did not join in the crowd, but instead stood on the opposite side and became the backbone of their fight.
And now Baccarat actually said that all the ideas instilled in them were false, which made Annabeth not angry.
"Damn old bastard!"
Annabeth's angry whip made her skin burst into pieces, but just as she was about to continue to increase her strength, she grabbed her wrist with one hand.
Lango blinked at her and said with a smile: "It is easy to beat him to death if you directly smoke. I have a better way here."
Annabeth nodded slightly when he heard this, but still glared fiercely at the God of Baccarat who was silent with his eyes closed.
Seeing her fierce appearance at this time, Lango was touched for no reason. It was the first time she saw Anna so angry. Her cruel temperament was quite sexy.
So he lowered his voice and whispered to the other party: "If you haven't relieved your anger yet, you can use that whip when it gets dark in the evening."
Lango's voice became less and less. After Annabeth finished hearing his words, the anger in his heart disappeared. He pounded his arm in anger, then twisted his butt and retreated behind him.
Seeing that she had no intention of rejecting her, Lango coughed slightly with satisfaction, then his face changed, and he looked at the God of Baccarat who was still pretending to be dead expressionless.
"Okay, stop pretending, I'll give you some good things."
When the Baccarat heard Lango's voice, his body trembled involuntarily, and his eyelids barely opened a thin slit.
In an instant, a blue ray hit him accurately and penetrated into his body instantly. Immediately afterwards, under the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone, the body of Dionysia began to undergo an incredible transformation, and the flesh and blood seemed to be kneaded by invisible hands, making a harsh squeak. With his painful wail, the body of the centaur continued to twist and deform, from a rat to a wild donkey, to a giraffe, rhino, elephant... and finally frozen in the form of a cockroach.
The entire camp echoed with the shrill screams of the God of Baccarat, as if he had suffered the ultimate torture.
In fact, the transformed rays of the monkey talisman were extremely rapid and should have turned the target into an animal without pain, but Lango deliberately slowed down the power of the rays, allowing Baccarat to fully experience the pain of physical distortion.
This move had a significant effect. Within a few minutes, Baccarat, who had gritted his teeth and insisted even after being whipped by Annabeth, finally completely collapsed and begged for mercy.
Hearing the begging for mercy, Lango used a spell to restore it to its original state, and then looked at him with a playful look.
The Baccarat-like divine regained her eyes, her eyes were empty, and beads of sweat as big as beans on her forehead kept falling. After a long time, he finally spoke like he was destined to accept his fate, and the first sentence shocked the demigods present.
"In fact, these demigods are not descendants of gods, but pseudo-demigods that I have cultivated with the genes of the Olympus gods."
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Annabeth and others were completely shocked. They were not descendants of the gods?
The God of Baccarat seemed to have thrown a jar and continued to murmur to himself: "Actually, I understand that even if Olympus has a merciless stallion like Zeus, how can a virgin goddess like Athena leave offspring on earth and be with an ordinary person?"
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"In order to cover up this fact, I tried to erase the parents of one of the gods, while I hypnotize the other, thinking that I was abandoned by the gods' companion."
"As for why they should instill in the idea that Close is the enemy of Olympus and fight to the end... it is completely the command of Close."
"He hopes that the queen who broke the seal can quickly strengthen his strength and suppress other ancient gods, and these pseudo-demigods containing divine genes are excellent supplements."
"He ordered me to teach them to hate the ancient gods, because only in this way can they quickly awaken their divine power, and eventually be swallowed by him in the battle with Clos and turned into nutrients. This is also the reason why I have cultivated, no, to create a demigod for many years."
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Compared with the demigods who were still in the impact of the truth, Lango, Teddy and others couldn't help looking at each other and exchanged the same message:
This old man is really cruel enough.
Over the years, he has killed countless parents of children just to cover up a lie about the demigod. And these demigods who have been carefully cultivated by him for many years will eventually be swallowed by him to Close...
And all this is just because the God of Baccarat wants to drink? !
"Mom messed with Fark, I found that these gods had no brain circuit in their arms." Teddy cursed speechlessly.
"Yeah, compared to these guys, Saul is simply a simple and kind sunny boy!"
Lango shook his head, glanced at the demigods who were still in the bloody truth, couldn't help but clap their hands, and said in a deep voice: "What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for him to apologize?"
As soon as these little demigods said this, they looked at each other, and then countless colorful divine lights shone in the camp, almost dyeing the sky in color.
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night.
A sea cliff in the north of the mysterious island.
Lango and his group were thrusting their heads towards the sea below in front of the cliff.
The moonlight at night is very bright, but it is difficult to penetrate the heavy darkness. Only waves slap on the shore tirelessly and splash silver water.
"It's a little strange"
Lango stared at the radar in his hand. The light spots on the screen showed that the "speaker" sealing the thunder and lightning demon Zhong Su was sleeping deep in the sea, while the radar reading was astonishing - the soundboard was actually located under the abyss 50,000 meters deep!
You know, even the deepest Mariana Trench in the world, is difficult to reach such depth.
"I have an ominous premonition." Teddy looked into the sea from afar and couldn't help but complain: "Every time such unexpected things happen, bad things will always happen."
Lango nodded in agreement, but fortunately, they didn't have to take risks at this time, and they could have left someone alone and wanted to explore the way.
Thinking of this, he looked at the old man Dionysian who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.
During the day, he was tortured by those little demigods and almost disfigured. He took turns to fight, but miraculously persisted until now.
As mentioned before, this Dionysian is worthy of being an old person who has lived for countless thousands of years. Although his strength is not good, he is extremely resistant to beating and forced to death.
With the idea of waste utilization, Lango brought it to the seaside, making him a pioneer in their search for the last token of gods.
"Remember what I said to you. If you can understand everything below clearly, I can make you feel more relaxed, otherwise."
Lango knocked on the monkey talisman around his waist, and the meaning was self-evident.
He added, with a bit of joke: "Of course, you can try to escape, but at my speed, grabbing you is as simple as snatching the bottle from the sleeping baby."
When the God of Baccarat heard this, his body trembled involuntarily. He might be able to deal with those little demigods, but Lango's ruthless methods made him afraid.
He knew very well that he would never be able to withstand the torture of several rounds of deformation rays.
So he had to agree as if he had accepted his fate.
Lango then put on the Minions' special headphones for him and threw him into the sea without mercy.
On this side, Xiaoyu turned on her laptop and accepted the sound from her headphones.
Everyone surrounded Xiaoyu, but all they could hear was the immersive sound of drowning
Time passed by minute by minute, and the sound of drowning gradually became stable. Obviously, for Dionysus, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, ordinary sea pressure was not enough to pose a threat.
However, just as everyone was waiting with their breath, a noisy noise suddenly came from their headphones, and then an unexpected sound rang out - it was actually a cheerful song? !
“Areyoureadykids?!”
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(This chapter ends)