To become a god king is to marry Hades [Greek mythology]

Probably finding a safe distance, the man who was dragging him in front of him stopped, panting heavily with the people around him.

Boros narrowed the distance between them with a question: "What was that just now?"

"The siren, that's the siren." The man stood up and asked suspiciously, "Don't you know?"

This is strange, they are close to the ocean, often go to sea, and fishing is also a daily source of food.They also have a certain understanding of dangerous creatures in the ocean.The siren's singing is seductive, and there are always people who go to sea and follow them away without knowing it. They are dangerous monsters well known in Crete.

"I'm not very clear." Poros pretended to be confused, and looked around suspiciously, "I don't know why I came here."

The man and the people around him looked at each other, surprised by his words.

"Don't you have any memories from before?"

"How did you grow up, where did you live and what was it like there?"

……

The crowd asked a series of questions, and Boros in front of them was at a loss, as if he didn't know anything.

Even after changing his appearance, the beautiful position in charge of the godhead still plays a role. People around him always feel sorry for him when they see him like this. The intention of questioning him is weak, and he doesn't know how to treat this strange boy.

"Actually, I still have a little impression."

Poros frowned slightly. Under the rendering of his godhead, everyone looked at him at a loss.

He didn't dare to speak loudly for fear that he would be frightened, so the person who spoke at the very beginning opened the corners of his mouth as much as possible, and asked with a business smile: "Do you have any impressions, tell us about it."

The person next to him hit him and signaled him not to speak too eagerly and not to scare the child.

Poros noticed their movements, and knew that this was probably the special function of Godhead on human beings that Hypnos said.

Fortunately, this group of people was not directly updated before.

Probably because the living environment is very simple, this group of human beings looks very pure and easy to deceive.

"It seems that there is a silver-haired god looking at me with kind eyes. His expression is majestic and majestic, surrounded by dancing goddesses and falling golden olives..." Boros was attached to the surface, but his heart was cold, and he described his one-sided face little by little. The father of Zhiyuan——Zeus, king of the gods.

He deliberately said something representing Zeus, and added something about Hera and Athena next to it.Thank him that when he escaped that day, it happened to be the time when Zeus ascended the throne of the king of gods.Although it was just a ray of golden light at the beginning, and they left in a hurry to escape, there is still a faint image of the god in it.

Soon, his description left an impression in everyone's mind.

Although the people of Crete were not the humans who lived with Prometheus under Mount Olympus, it was the place where Zeus grew up.It was here that Zeus was protected from being discovered by his father Cronus, and then he grew up. Everyone had a strong belief in Zeus.Almost after Poros finished his narration, they all thought of the existence of Zeus in unison.

"Could it be that Zeus, the great king of the gods, sent you to our island of Crete?"

"Is he going to issue some oracle?"

"Perhaps to let you manage us?"

The goal of Boros is not to be king among humans.

The sound of the waves can still be heard, maybe he can take advantage of the Kraken just now.

Let's use Zeus' name for the time being, and kick him out when the time comes, perfect.

He didn't speak, and the group of humans didn't know, they brought Boros to the place where they lived.Today's human life can be said to be extremely poor.

At least it seemed so to Poros, and this feeling appeared in his mind more clearly after the man who temporarily took him in at night handed him a piece of fruit and raw fish.

"Raw meat?" Leaving aside the fishy smell, let's just talk about this bloody fish, which is definitely not within his eating range.

"Have you no fire?"

"Fire, what is it?" The man was a little curious, and took a bite of the fruit in his hand, "Before us, it is said that there was a group of human beings, and the gods gave them milk flowing from the ground and trees with bread hanging on them, but now there are no more. Even so, we can still eat such delicious food, all this is a gift from the gods."

Poros frowned.The man also thoughtfully pushed the raw fish over, and said attentively: "Yes, it was just salvaged today. I don't know why, the frequency of siren activities has become more and more frequent recently, and many people have gone out and failed to come back."

It is not a strange thing to die inexplicably in this era, but when talking about it, men still have lingering fears.

"By the way, what is the fire you are talking about?" The man gnawed on the fish, and then said.

Seeing his mouth full of blood, Poros silently pushed the fish head away from him.

Perhaps it was determined that he was a gift from Zeus to Crete. People here respected him very much, and even gave him precious food.

The golden divine power became transparent, covering the entire island of Crete. After confirming that Zeus would not notice it, Poros stretched out a finger and put it in front of him.Poros stared at his fingers.

The strange movement attracted the man's attention.There's a reason everything in Boros works under the influence of the Godhead who presides over the good.From the man's point of view, Poros seemed to have thought of something because of his words, and soon, he saw a dazzling, flickering red flame emerging from the boy's finger.

"Is this... fire?" The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it.

The flame turned into divine power was not a joke, Boros retreated quickly, even so, the man rubbed against the fire.The hot touch made him cry out loudly, and even took two steps back in horror.

"Quick, drop it quickly, he will hurt you."

It's normal for him to have this reaction, flames are such attractive and dangerous things.

After Boros waved his finger in front of him to prove that the thing was not dangerous, he said, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt me."

His firm tone made the fear in the man's heart disappear a little.Approaching the flame again, the man confirmed that it would not be dangerous to go further away, and then he said pleasantly: "This is the thing that warms me the most besides the sun."

"Haven't you seen it before?" Boros quietly provoked, "In my impression, this is the most unusual existence."

The man didn't understand the hidden meaning in Poros' words for the time being, and just shook his head.

Boros is not in a hurry. He is dissatisfied with the gods now. This kind of thing has to be done slowly, and the cycle will be effective.What's more, what he said was not a lie.The reason why Prometheus was punished on the Caucasus Mountain was because he stole fire for mankind. As far as he knows, the plastic superior-subordinate relationship between Prometheus and Zeus still exists. There is no phenomenon of separation, which also shows that human beings have not yet possessed the fire.

He lowered the temperature of the flame, and grilled cooked food for the man himself.In this case, there was no seasoning or anything to enhance the taste, but Boros felt that it was enough.No matter how you say it, cooked food is better than raw meat, not to mention that men and their food not only include fish, but also other meat.

The man sat on the side, watching this dreamlike scene curiously. Poros handed him the grilled fish, ignoring the burnt blackness on the top, and it looked quite decent.

He has never had any talent for cooking. After becoming a god, Boros has no need to eat other than to satisfy his appetite, and human food is not his main food.

But it was enough to bluff the man in front of him.

The man tore a bit of meat, and the hot fish made him subconsciously shrunk his fingers, but his trust in Poros gradually offset his fear. After it cooled a bit, he took a bite, and his eyes lit up.

Soon, a fish was wiped out. After eating, the man looked at him embarrassedly and realized that he had ignored the distinguished guest.

"I don't know why I came to this place?" Poros continued to start his performance, "But I think, since I'm here, it's to help you."

Give some benefits first, pour some ecstasy, and when they believe in themselves, it is time to reap their beliefs.

Poros has no idea about whether he believes in other places, but Crete is already a place under his plan, and the people living on it can't have other thoughts.

Soon, he obtained the right to live here through the "boy given to Crete by the gods", and gained the love of the residents of Crete at an extremely fast speed.

Material help was blocked, and the next step was to bring them a safe enough place to live.

Poros decided to go to sea once.

"What, are you going to find the siren?" The people on the island were worried for him when they heard this, "Boros, although you can create such magical things as flames, the siren is still too difficult for you. They mess with your mind, and you can't help but act to their songs, songs from Hades."

What's the matter with Guan Hades?

Poros felt baffled, Hades was shot while lying down, is there anything wrong, it's a matter of Hades.

Now it is also the human beings that he has included in the scope of protection. Boros gave them some face and said: "Sirens have never lived near the shore. There must be some special reason that caused this situation this time." , I must go and see."