Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

Ali Kumon's consciousness was hazy, and he looked blankly at the flickering spots of light in the gray darkness.

It was the light turned into the program that gave him a new life, and Alikumon felt a little warmth and comfort in this darkness.

He couldn't be more familiar with this place, it was the fear deeply rooted in his mind, once he was almost wiped out of all consciousness in this nothingness.

The soul was no longer in pain, and Ali Kumeng's mind was blank for a while, and he recovered to make sure that he still existed, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He almost thought that it was really going to be folded there, but luckily the system is powerful enough.

Most of the programs that supported his existence were destroyed, and now he is repairing himself at a very slow speed.

After Ali Kumon confirmed that he was fine except for the weakness of his soul, he was extremely helpless about returning to this nothingness in the state of his soul.

Now the damage to the program is only enough to support Alikumon to carry out the most basic activities in this empty space, and he doesn't even have the ability to inquire about the cause of the disorder of the program and soul.

Ali Kumeng sighed, the godhead is still there, but he doesn't know if something will happen to the body he has worked so hard to get.

If something really happens, you can only accept your fate.

With the godhead, after all, this trip is still rewarding.

Alikumon felt the power of the godhead nourishing and repairing his soul little by little, and relaxed his body comfortably.

He remembered the scene he saw before he fell into the darkness, and a softness appeared in his heart.

He really didn't expect that even after Apollo knew the truth, not only did he not directly throw him to Zeus in order to escape, but he followed him directly into the crack leading to nowhere.

Ali Kumon felt the warmth emanating from the depths of his heart for the first time since he was reborn.

The reason why he confessed this matter was because of his great selfishness.

Because he saw that Zeus went to look for the Moira sisters, and since Zeus and Apollo saw the discrepancy in the system's cover-up, Ali Kumon had a little doubt about the extent of the system's power.

Sure enough, as soon as Zeus opened his mouth to Ali Kumon, he realized something was wrong.

Sister Moira confessed to Zeustan that everything was just a matter of a few minutes. The thread of fate belonging to the Spring Flower God in their hands had been broken, but the one with the Spring Flower Godhead was still alive.

The person who has taken away the godhead is not under the control of the three goddesses of fate, and they cannot weave the thread of Ali Kumon's fate.

It was clear at a glance who the outsider was.

Zeus's fury was not at all expected by Ali Kumon, but the power contained in the thunder and divine punishment was beyond his tolerance.

Ali Kumon's feelings for Apollo were a bit complicated, but he felt that he should not drag the back of this god who had been very good to him and was deceived by him.

What little conscience he had left would be disturbing.

He thought that Apollo, who had learned the truth and faced divine punishment, would leave him without hesitation—Alicumon didn't think he had any special important position in Apollo's heart.

However, the development of things exceeded his expectations.

Not only did Apollo not abandon him, but he took him to face Zeus's wrath. After he fled the battle, he not only did not let go, but also followed him into the unknown void.

Ali Kumon felt that Apollo really loved him, and even true love may not be able to achieve this level.

I just don't know if there is a chance to meet Apollo, Ali Kumeng thought, his soul is very weak, and the degree of damage to the program is quite high. It may take a very long time to restore to the normal level before.

If he could meet Apollo again... Alikumeng was stunned for a while, thinking that he would treat this god well.

Although I don't understand why Apollo would jump off with him without hesitation, but the emotion in my heart cannot be faked.

Just for this touch, he should also repay Apollo well.

Forest of Spirits.

This is a sea of ​​emerald green, peaceful and beautiful away from all disputes in the world.

The elves moved deftly among the towering giant trees, and the light leaked from the branches illuminated the somewhat dim jungle, making the world under the shade green and transparent like emeralds.

The tree houses where the elves live are scattered among the branches of trees that they praise as the source of life, and there is no sign of disharmony at first glance.

There is a vast lake farther away, and beside the lake is a lush and thick tree, which is the source of survival for the elves.

The elves were conceived and born from this tree, which is affectionately called the mother tree of life.

The Elven King in fine attire came out of the house built on the roots of the Mother of Life tree, knelt down by the lake and scooped up a handful of clear lake water, but the exuberant vitality in the lake water didn't make his frown any less Relax.

The Elf King looked up at the lush green mother tree, on which there were several round, cute-looking orange-yellow fruits.

Those are elves that were never born.

The Elf King sighed, looked away, and let the water leak from his fingers, his eyes full of worry.

The forest elves already knew what their king was worried about - no elves had been born in decades,

The fruits that fell from the mother tree did not turn into elves, and those fruits died after falling to the ground.

One or two years can still be explained as an accident, but decades will definitely not be an accident.

The lake with the source of the fountain of life is not a problem, but the only problem is the mother tree of life.

The elves had begged the gods—as the gods they believed in, the goddess of nature, who had always been kind to them, refused their help without hesitation.

In fact, it is only necessary for the goddess of nature to go to the goddess of life, who has a good relationship with her, to knock on the side, and the status quo of the elves can be saved, but when they need help most, the gods they believe in reject them.

The elves were helpless, but they did not blame the gods they believed in.

There is always a way, they thought.

Ten years, 20 years have passed, but still no elf has been born.

All kinds of accidents always happen to the elves who go out to practice, fresh blood is constantly folded outside, but the soul that should have returned to the mother tree of life has no trace of returning.

The current pattern of the natural elves can almost be said to be out of date.

However, the outside world has not been so peaceful recently, and the structure of the god system, which had been stabilized for thousands of years, is showing a faint tendency to shake.

If something happens, the whole continent will have to return to the dark period thousands of years ago.

At that time, even if they are in the elf forest, they will not be able to escape the ending of being involved.

Freshmen are especially important.

Both the elder and the king were in a hurry, but they were still helpless except that they needed the power of the gods to save the mother tree of life.

The Elf King sighed deeply, and looked up at the sky covered with layers of white clouds.

Suddenly, his movements stopped abruptly, and his lake green eyes widened, looking at a small hole in the sky that was torn apart, and the green light spot rushing out of that hole.

He has been the king of elves for hundreds of years, and he has a wide range of knowledge to recognize what is quickly approaching him at a glance.

That is a godhead!

From the perspective of divine power fluctuations, it is still a natural one!

Although the strength is not as good as that of the main god, it is definitely much better than those who are just waiting to die.

This is simply a life-saving straw for the natural elves who are now unable to protect themselves and have lost foreign aid.

The Elf King stood up abruptly, not caring how much he lost his composure, and stepped forward a few steps, plunged into the clear blue lake, searching for the godhead that fell into the lake.

Ali Kumeng opened his eyes suddenly, and felt that the power of the godhead suddenly increased several times, and the speed of repairing his soul increased several times.

The damaged program also seemed to have absorbed some extremely powerful force, and the speed of operation was much faster.

The darkness in front of him seemed to have been wiped away by something, revealing a misty blue wave light.

The Elf King held the godhood in his hands almost in ecstasy, carefully holding the soft radiance, and went ashore.

He looked up at the elders who rushed over because of the noise he made, and almost cried.

"It's saved..."

The elves glanced at Ge, and were taken aback for a while, "Wang...do you want...to become a god?"

"No." The Elf King shook his head, solemnly bent down and entered under the root veins of the Mother of Life Tree, groped for the location of the heart of the tree, and dug a hole right under it.

Then buried the godhood in it.

Not long after he saw the light, Alikumeng, who fell into darkness, was at a loss: "..."

... what happened?

Of course no one will answer him.

The God of Light who was swallowed by the crack broke free from the darkness, opened his eyes, and looked at this somewhat strange world.

His chariot of the sun had been wiped clean by the darkness, so that he came into this world alone.

Apollo closed his eyes, spread out his divine power silently and quietly, searching carefully for the breath that he remembered deeply before being swallowed by the darkness.

However, a quarter of an hour passed, but he didn't find the person he was looking for, so he opened his eyes and looked at the god who had been standing by the side with an unhappy expression.

"The newly born god of light."

Apollo, who was in a bad mood, didn't even want to give him a cold snort.

He could vaguely recognize that the godhead possessed by the male god in front of him belonged to the category of magic. His divine power was powerful enough to catch up with the power of a main god. The specific priesthood was a bit complicated, and it was really impossible to see through it at a glance—even apart from the attributes of magic. , whether it belongs to the light god system or the dark god system can't tell.

Something seemed to have been distorted on this deity, and his aura was somewhat evil, but it didn't make Apollo, who is a god of light, feel disgusted.

In the sun god's impression, there was no such a god. He remembered that the god in charge of magic was Hecate who lived in the underworld.

But Hecate was a goddess.

At least since he entered that darkness, there have been no rumors that Hecate is actually a male god.

The god who was underestimated by Apollo didn't mind the contemptuous attitude of the other party. He bent his lips and looked at the young God of Light who was fit, powerful, and imposing. A flash of admiration flashed in his eyes, and his expression changed. After several changes, he bowed to Apollo.

When he raised his head again, the corner of the god's mouth curled into a sinister arc, and even his eyes were full of jokes.

"Welcome to the land where the gods exile, where you will gain a new life."

☆、Cthulhu Loki