Chapter 378 It’s so cool to be a magic stick to fool people
Late at night, Acrisios sat alone on the throne.
The dim candlelight was reflected in the gems on the crown, and the clothes and jewelry on his body were heavy on the ground.
It seems that only by carrying such a weight can he actually feel the power and weight he holds.
At this moment, under the light of gold and jewelry, Acrisios was looking attentively at the few fragments of pages in his hand.
His eyes were more serious than ever, and he greedily imprinted every word in his mind.
He is now over forty years old, and even with a strong demigod body, he has begun to feel that aging is gradually coming.
Although he has powers that ordinary people cannot possess and can tear tigers and leopards apart with his hands, his lifespan is the same as that of ordinary people.
As he gets older and feels more and more powerless, he always thinks of Inachus in his dreams at midnight.
So old, so powerless, lying lifelessly on the throne, can only wait in vain for death to come.
So he united the rulers of many surrounding city-states and attacked King Sisyphus of Corinth.
Sisyphus received precious secret scriptures from the ancestors of humans who ascended to heaven and became gods.
Those who knew this all believed that what Sisyphus obtained was the secret that enabled human ancestors to become gods and enjoy immortality.
And the broken page in his hand is part of the secret scripture.
After taking it, Acrisios studied it day and night, trying to get a glimpse of its true meaning.
It's just that although he has gained a lot of experience and progress in the realm of strength, there is no sign of how to become a god.
This made Acrisios suspect that the specialization pages he grabbed might be in the wrong direction.
He had doubted that he was not talented enough, and he had also doubted that he had not grabbed the key content, but he had not considered that there might not be the content he wanted.
Just when he stayed up late reading for an unknown number of times, trying to delve into the secret of immortality, the candlelight suddenly flickered away.
The originally dark hall suddenly became much brighter.
However, this brightness was not due to the strong candlelight, but to the appearance of figures radiating light in various senses in the hall.
The handsome young man who looked familiar was sitting there at some point. Under his light, even the gold seemed eclipsed.
"Acrisios, something happened to you."
The young man in front of him said lightly with a relaxed expression.
“You are.”
Acrisios frowned, and his mind seemed to be sinking into a quagmire at this moment.
Obviously, it is impossible for me not to remember the face like this in front of me, but the memory that is about to come out is like being stuck in a quagmire and struggling to come out.
"This is not important. What is important is you, Acrisios. Do you think that because you have tampered with the prophecy, the prophecy will not come true?"
The young man smiled slightly and said lightly. The oracle was pronounced for him.
“Your prophecy has already begun, start your struggle and efforts, although you can’t resist this destined fate no matter what.”
"But at least, you can make this scene more exciting, can't you?"
The boy's smile disappeared like a phantom, and Acrisios suddenly woke up from the throne, breathing rapidly. .
The broken page fell from my hand at some point, the candle still burned tepidly, and the room was still so dim.
Is it a dream?
Acrisios wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and recalled everything in his dream. His face suddenly changed color and he stood up from the throne. Without calling any guards, he left the palace alone in the night and came under the tall tower.
This tower has no stairs or ways to climb. Only people like him can climb it.
Climbing the tower along the reserved window, Acrisios looked at the blond girl sitting next to the soft couch.
The daughter he once loved, Danae, also personally made a prophecy that the child she would give birth to would overthrow him.
"Father? Why are you here?"
Leaning lightly on the soft velvet couch, Danae was wearing a white nightgown, with her silky blond hair hanging down to the ground.
The room above this tower was very luxurious, and Acrisios used countless gold and silver as compensation.
Nearly all accessories and objects are made of precious metals and craftsmen, showing the taste of power.
Among the piles of gold jewelry, Danae is like the most beautiful one among the flowers.
The skin is as white as the purest pearls on the seaside, the slender hair is as bright as gold, and the eyes are like a pair of black gems.
Whenever Acrisios saw his beautiful daughter, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.
She is so lovable and is the daughter that every father will love.
However, it was from the mouth of such a beloved daughter that she predicted that her children would overthrow their father in the future.
Acrisius is not a heartless person, but when power is in his hands, who can let it go?
Looking at Danae in front of him, Acrisios calmed down the turbulent emotions and uneasiness in his heart and tried to keep his expression as calm as possible.
"It's nothing, I just came to see how you are doing."
As he said that, he walked around the room, his eyes passing from all directions where people might be hiding in the room. .
His spiritual sense also passed through the entire room in an instant, making sure that no other life got in.
"Father, I haven't seen anyone except you for so many years. Do you still have to worry about me?"
Danae's pretty face was full of innocence. It seems that Rapunzel is imprisoned in a high tower and knows nothing about the outside world.
Her expression made Acrisios feel a little guilty.
Even if the prophecy was tampered with, and she herself became a disaster that was rumored to destroy the country, Danae did not know this.
She naively thought that her father locked her up in this tower just out of love and helplessness.
But the guilt only flashed past, and Acrisios still asked a little worriedly.
“I’m just concerned, has anything strange happened recently?”
The nightmare just now, no, it should be said to be a prophecy from God.
Acrisios knew in his heart that it was definitely not a nightmare he had in fear, but a prediction given to him by God.
This made him have to be more careful and preventive, and even at this moment he had the idea of whether to completely end the trouble.
Although this thought only lasted for a moment, the ferocity of that moment was captured by Danae.
But she still looked as usual and didn't care. She ignored the figure who had been sitting in front of Acrisios and said naturally.
"Strange things? I've had some dreams recently, but I just can't remember them when I wake up."
When being fooled by a magic stick - the Riddler deserves to die!
When the magic stick deceives people - he believed it! He actually believed it!
(End of this chapter)