I became the Great Old One

Kratos's patience only earned more anger from Ibia.

he roared.

He was about to throw all the debris at hand onto Kratos.

At this time, the old king Lycaon, who had been sitting calmly on the throne, gently raised his arm to stop his youngest son's madness.

Lycaon is a descendant of the sea god Poseidon. After the silence and majesty were restored in the hall, the old king asked the two soldiers: "What happened to make you come to the royal court?"

Normally, only extremely important things happen.

Only then did these soldiers come directly to the royal court and report to the old king face to face.

"We found traces of the scarlet warriors and goddess priests. They came to our country. We don't know why." The soldiers said.

Su Heng is a figure three meters tall and wearing heavy scarlet armor. The goddess Ergani is also stunning in the world. As the two of them walked on this land, many legends and stories naturally spread out over the years.

Even in an island country like Thebes, people have heard of it.

Therefore, when the two soldiers saw Su Heng for the first time, they ran to the palace and reported the relevant news to the king.

The king had not spoken yet.

The prince next to him asked excitedly: "I heard that the priest of the goddess of wisdom is extremely beautiful. Even the beauty goddess Aphrodite on the holy mountain of Olympus cannot match her grace. Is it true? ?”

The soldiers considered it and said: "We have never been lucky enough to see the beauty of the goddess with our own eyes, but the priestess is indeed stunning in the world."

"That's great!" Ibia clapped her hands, "Father, I'm not married yet. I want the priestess to stay by my side and become my wife."

King Lycaon frowned upon hearing such a request.

"I heard that the priests of the goddess must remain chaste..."

Although he is a descendant of Poseidon, Lycaon's bloodline is already very thin. To this day, compared with ordinary mortals, Lycaon is only taller and longer-lived.

When talking about gods, Lycaon instinctively felt a little afraid.

"The goddess of wisdom may just be a fabricated existence."

Ibia was obviously spoiled, seeing his father's wavering appearance. He immediately said eagerly: "Among the twelve seats on the Holy Mountain of Olympus, has the name of the Goddess of Wisdom ever been mentioned?"

"But…"

Lycaon was still hesitating, and Ibia showed a cunning smile on his face. He continued: "Father, if you are still worried, we can test whether these two heroes and priests have gained the favor of the goddess, and whether they have The ability to foresee.”

"In the dungeon, there is a Molossian slave imprisoned. The slave is a devout believer of the goddess of wisdom. We cut off his limbs... Then we invite the two heroes to the banquet, if they can really predict the future. , should be aware of the problem at the banquet.

On the contrary, if they eat these foods, it means that the so-called goddess of wisdom is just a fictitious god! "

Lycaon was also a cruel king.

After hearing Ibia's plan, his brows gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on his serious face: "It's really a good plan."

"In this case, you go and arrange for the kitchen to prepare delicious food." King Lycaon first said to Ibia, and then told the soldiers kneeling in the hall: "Go and invite the two heroes. Attend the feast.”

"yes!"

Such a cruel plan, instead of making the two soldiers feel uncomfortable, actually made them a little excited.

After receiving the king's order, they hurried out of the palace.

And the other side.

Ibia also rushed to the kitchen impatiently.

He had heard of the good name of the priest and could not wait to see his true appearance. He began to make preparations, hating how time passed so slowly.

Throughout the palace.

Amidst all the monsters, only Kratos, who was kneeling on the ground, had uncontrollable anger on his face.

The king's behavior was like an inhumane demon in the underworld. Kratos wanted to rush forward and crush the heads of the king and his heirs, but when he raised his head.

Kratos saw his mother shaking her head slightly at him.

The anger that filled his heart could only be temporarily suppressed in his heart.

…

Prince Ibia came to the kitchen.

A Molossian was locked inside a cage.

This slave was a young man with a delicate face. He was filled with deep fear when he looked at the chefs in front of him, who were thick-backed and with curly hair on their chests.

Ibia reached out and touched the young man's fair skin, and said with a strange smile: "I originally wanted to pamper you, but unfortunately I have a new lover now."

"The gods you believe in cannot protect you. Now prepare to meet your death."

Ibia laughed heartily, tortured others cruelly, manipulated others' lives and deaths at will, and tasted fear. This feeling made him ecstatic.

Only at this time will he feel that he is different from ordinary people.

He is a descendant of Poseidon!

Even without his extraordinary power, he still stands at the top of the mortal world. They are two completely different species from ordinary people!

"Go! Kill this poor lamb for me!"

Ibia's smile gradually faded, and he ordered the chefs behind him with a cold face.

"Yes!"

The chefs answered mechanically.

The broad and powerful palms were placed on Ibia's shoulders.

Before Ibia could react, he was dragged to the chopping board alive by these chefs, and his gorgeous clothes were stripped off.

The smooth back touched the cold chopping board, and the chefs' knives were shining in their hands, and the mouth and nose were full of strong blood. Extreme fear appeared in Ibia's heart.

While struggling, he shouted angrily: "Damn it, what do you guys want to do!?"

It's a pity.

These mortals have been wiped out of consciousness by the power of wisdom.

The killing will of Khorne dominated their bodies, and they could no longer hear Ibia's shouts. When the sharp machete fell on Ibia's thigh.

A scream unlike that of a human being gushed out along with scarlet blood.

…

Unconsciously, it was evening.

The two soldiers found Su Heng and the goddess Ergani who had just checked into a hotel. After hearing the king's invitation, Su Heng nodded and agreed.