Greek Mythology: A loving father and a filial son

The sunlight is like gold, falling on the splendid palace, reflecting dazzling beams of light. In the palace, the atmosphere was very different today. A grand banquet was being held.

In the main hall, golden ribbons are wrapped around the carved beams. The ribbons sway gently in the wind, as if they are dancing cheerfully. The carpet in the hall is woven from the finest monster fur. It is soft and thick, and you can almost feel a subtle elasticity when you step on it. The carpet is embroidered with exquisite patterns, and every stroke and line is so delicate, as if it was the hard work of artists.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge dining table. The table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth and filled with a variety of delicacies and fine wines. The golden-roasted duck has crispy skin and tender meat, exuding an alluring aroma; the perfectly stewed fish soup is rich and delicious, making people want to drink it all; and the brightly colored fruits, every day Each one is carefully selected to ensure the best taste and taste.

As the master of the Rafid City State, Petroyes was feasting on these delicacies. The servants serving on the side had a hint of hunger on their faces, watching what Petroyes was eating and swallowing secretly. saliva.

Mitstos appeared in front of Petroyes.

Petroyes, who was enjoying the food, looked unhappy. He looked at Mitstos who suddenly appeared in front of him and said angrily: "Who are you? How dare you break into my palace, guard! Guard! Hurry up and kill him." Get out!"

The veins on Petrojes' face were exposed as he spoke.

The guards outside slowly came in. Under the majestic armors they wore were skinny people with no luster in their eyes.

He could be considered a human being, but compared to Petroyes, he looked more like a walking corpse.

When the guards walked up to Petroyes, one of them fell unconscious and collapsed on the ground.

Mitstos looked at this scene with a trace of pity and sadness on his face. He was one of them before, but now that he has become a god, he is different.

Nine-tenths of the food he had grown before was given to Petroyes, and the remaining one-tenth could only barely feed him.

Even so, the grain was often snatched away by Petroyes' men for various reasons. Not to mention having enough to eat, farmers like them would be fine if they could survive.

If His Highness Hypnos hadn't given him divine power, I'm afraid he would be like these people now.

Mitstos stretched out his hand, and a divine power emerged from his hand and poured into the bodies of the guards.

After receiving this power, the guards who originally had dull eyes and thin bodies began to have bright eyes, and the muscles on their bodies began to bulge, becoming strong and strong.

"What did you do to them!"

Seeing that the weak guards under his command suddenly became strong, Petroyes was horrified. He stood up, pointed his finger at Meterstos and roared.

He is the master of Rafid City State and the person who stands at the top of the city. No matter who sees him, he will bow down, but this guy who appears from nowhere dares to attack him in his palace. The guards were tampering with him, and they didn't take him seriously at all!

"Your Highness Mitstos"

"Your Highness Mitstos!"

The guards who accepted Meterstos's divine power knelt down on one knee. They lowered their heads and looked at Meterstos in front of them with respect and admiration in their eyes.

Although they didn't know what happened, they could feel a powerful force emerging from their bodies, which made them feel as if they had been reborn.

The person who brought this change to them was Mitstos in front of them.

"How are you feeling now?"

Mitstos looked at the guards kneeling in front of him and asked.

"Returning to Your Highness Mitstos, I feel like I am full of power now, as if I could kill a cow with one punch!" One of the guards said excitedly.

"Me too! Me too! I feel like I'm full of energy now, as if I'll never be tired!" Another guard also said.

These guards are all from the lowest level of civilians. They have never felt the feeling of power since they were young. But now, Mitstos has given them this kind of power. How can they not be excited?

"very good."

Mitstos nodded.

The changes in these guards were all as he expected. The divine power he bestowed upon them could not only make them strong and powerful, but also cleanse their souls and transform them from the inside out.

As long as they follow him loyally in the future, this power will always exist in their bodies.

And if they dare to betray themselves, then this power will leave them in an instant, leaving them back to the weak and powerless appearance they were before.

This is the power of God!

This is also the reason why Mitstos dared to find Petroyes!

"What the hell did you do to them!"

Petroyes looked at the guards who were kneeling in front of Meterstos with fanatical faces. He was shocked and angry. He pointed at Meterstos and roared: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming! Hurry up. Catch this guy! No! Kill him directly!"

As soon as Petroyes finished speaking, the guards who were kneeling on the ground stood up one after another. They drew out the long swords at their waists and pointed at Petroyes.

"You, what do you want to do? I am the master of you! How dare you draw your sword against me!" Petroyes looked at the swords pointed at him, feeling horrified in his heart.

He never imagined that his guards would draw their swords against him!

"Petroyes, your era is over." Mitstos looked at the horrified Peterroyes and said calmly: "From now on, the Rafid City State will be dominated by me."

"Who are you!" Petroyes asked in horror as he looked at Metistos.

"I am a god. I am just an inconspicuous farmer in your previous city-state." Mitstos said lightly: "A god who serves His Highness Hypnos."

"Meterstos! Didn't you die? Didn't you die on your thatched hut!" Petroyes looked at him in disbelief. "Damn it, why can you, a pariah, become a god!"

"I am a descendant of the great God King Zeus! You damn peasant who only knows how to farm! How can you get the favor of the gods! I don't even have one!" Petroyes's eyes were splitting, his fat round face There was an expression of disbelief on his face.

Mitstos sneered and said: "Don't flatter your face. The current king of the gods is His Highness Persephone, and your so-called ancestor Zeus has been driven away long ago, and Zeus has no descendants like you. . And the peasants are followers of His Majesty Demeter, the mother of the God King Persephone. You mocked the peasants so much, which is why I came here, because you mocked Her Majesty Demeter."

Peter Royes' face instantly turned pale after listening to Mitstos's words. He has always claimed to be a descendant of Zeus to consolidate his rule in the city-state of Rafid, but now, Mitstos told him that the God King has changed hands, and his ancestor Zeus did not exist at all. Descendants like him.