Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

The host's anger and loss, Ali Kumeng completely received it, but he could do nothing about it, and he didn't plan to do anything about it.

The words that Apollo and Zeus said after their arrival have completely drawn a bottomless gully between him and the host. The only thing Alikumon is lucky about now is that the host has not thought of canceling their previous agreement. trade.

Maybe he didn't know that the transaction could be cancelled, Ali Kumon thought, anyway, he had never set a precedent for the host before.

Ali Kumon lowered his eyes, preventing the emotional influence from the host.

In fact, he knew that the only one who could make the host feel lost was Zeus - even if other people stepped him into the dust, he wouldn't care much.

To be honest, if the host's personality is not so extreme, if some things are not so brilliant, and if the brain is not so big, Alikumon thinks that he might like this god quite a lot.

After all, there are very few people who can easily laugh off the malice and belittling of others.

Alikumon himself is this kind of person, he can understand why the host is so unpopular, because when people like them are seen by ordinary people, they will not think that they have a good temper or don't care, but are weak.

No one likes to be friends with weak people, and even fewer people will post after seeing their reactions to understand their hearts.

Even if human beings are like this, the gods who regard dignity as particularly noble naturally value it even more.

So the host is not only disgusted by his means, but also his mentality of not paying attention to anything except Zeus, which completely stepped on the evil point in the hearts of the gods.

When a high-ranking god is offended by a low-ranking god and smiles and says nothing, that's called tolerance, and when a low-ranking god is offended by a god of the same status, Xiaoxiao says nothing, that's called weakness.

"The great king of the gods." Ali Kumon looked up at Zeus, which was completely different from his host's stiffness in the face of Zeus.

Ali Kumon calmly looked at Zeus calmly, restrained his dazed expression, and stood quietly in front of Zeus, showing no likes or dislikes towards Zeus.

——It was as if the king of the gods in front of him, whom the gods were vying to hook up with, was just an ordinary god.

Whether it exists or not has nothing to do with him.

Zeus squinted at him for a while before asking, "Do you know that you have two souls in your body?"

Ali Kumon paused slightly, then nodded.

No one knows this better than he does.

Zeus looked at the second-class god who was slightly disheveled because of the previous venting, and in the center of the other's plain gaze, it was as if he was being gently scratched by a cat's paw.

He looked at Ali Kumon, who was not far away from him, his eyes flickered slightly, and he walked over a few steps to pinch the other's chin, and approached with a low chuckle, "He said he loves me, how about you?"

Zeus's voice was very low, deliberately hoarse and seductive.

Ali Kumon, who had no other feelings other than oppression, looked away, "I want to be..."

He paused slightly in the middle of his words, thinking that he might find a human or a god to live in peace and contentment in the future. In order to prevent Zeus from turning him into a virgin god, he silently swallowed the word virgin god.

Although he is not enthusiastic or even indifferent to such things as sex, he knows that sometimes feelings do need harmonious sex to increase the temperature.

Ali Kumon seriously included learning how to have sex in his program processing items.

"Huh?" Zeus's lips brushed Ali Kumon's earlobe, with a warm and humid breath.

Ali Kumeng thought for a while, glanced at the sunlight that spread in from outside, and was silent for a while, "I think Apollo is good, the great king of the gods."

Although his program is not enough to analyze why Apollo tried so hard to clear him up, Ali Cumon felt that if he didn't put Apollo on his side, he would be struck by lightning.

Zeus laughed out loud, and Apollo, who was still paying attention to the movement on Mount Olympus on the solar chariot, tightened his hand holding the rein, and raised the corner of his mouth happily.

"Apollo is also very interested in you." Zeus still didn't let go of his hand, his thumb stroked Ali Kumon's soft lips, full of hints, "I am also very interested in you."

Ali Kumon had no sense of Zeus's teasing, he stared at Zeus with wide eyes, and tilted his head back to avoid Zeus's finger that wanted to stick into his mouth.

First of all, it is not good to publicize prostitution in the daytime, and the degree of shame is slightly higher.

Second, I'm not interested in you at all.

Again, how can I continue to play after being eaten by you.

Finally, I'm sorry I can't get hard.

In fact, the last point is the most important, and Alikumon felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He felt that he couldn't even face Zeus with excess hormone secretion. Maybe it was not sex. Cold. Sensation, but not. Lifting.

But the bodies of gods shouldn't have this kind of problem.

Zeus looked at Ali Kumon, whose attitude made it clear that he was rejecting him, raised his eyebrows, and directly pushed the man against the cold stone pillar behind him, his foreheads touching.

"Then tell me, is this body yours or his? En?"

Zeus' question was too straightforward, but it didn't surprise Alikumon.

His attention was drawn away by Zeus's big hand on his shoulder in an instant.

He raised his head and continued to look at Zeus blankly, thought for a while, and replied with a trace of cautious uncertainty: "Probably...ours?"

Zeus looked at him with a puzzled look that could not see any flaws, frowned slightly and then relaxed, and after kissing Alikumon's forehead, he began to take off his clothes.

All the hairs on Ali Kumon's body stood up, he quickly grabbed Zeus's hand, and told him sincerely, "I have someone I like."

"..." Zeus was shocked by the other party's words.

Now there are still gods who use such a pure word as "like".

"Apollo?" asked the King of the Gods.

"..." No, what I like is myself.

Alikumeng thought so, but just pursed his lips and smiled shyly without saying a word.

"Do you like Apollo?" The host who quietly watched all this happened was quite happy to hear that they were going to get out of bed. You must know that he has the initiative in this body, and he can completely replace Zeus when he really starts.

It's a pity that Ali Kumon actually stopped Zeus's actions.

"Who knows." Alikumeng spoke inwardly without paying much attention.

Zeus frowned as he looked at the other party's obviously acquiescing gesture.

To be honest, Zeus hasn't tasted rejection much since the lower part of his body was available.

From the water fairies in Crete to the goddesses and humans after he became the king of the gods, even though they didn't want to have anything to do with him in their hearts, they didn't because of fear or other reasons. reject.

Of course, this is also related to Zeus's own strong snatching habits.

Those who refused him bluntly, including Ali Kumeng, could count them with a single slap.

The reason for the refusal made him particularly upset.

Especially when another soul existing in this god has just confessed to him in front of the gods.

In the future, if he really got his body back and ended up pursuing Apollo, Zeus would feel ashamed just thinking about it.

It is only natural for a son to lose to Lao Tzu, but it is wrong for Lao Tzu to lose to his son.

Zeus' face remained unchanged, and he still didn't let go of his actions.

Alikumon didn't expect that the opponent had no intention of stopping at all, and immediately glared at Zeus, like a squirrel trying to intimidate a carnivorous beast in order to protect itself.

Zeus pinched his face, feeling that Ali Kumon was getting more and more fun.

—this god possessed a simplicity never found in the gods of Mount Olympus.

Zeus quite liked it.

Pinched and paralyzed.

Alikumon thought blankly in his heart that he was really doing it for the good of Zeus. If Zeus later took off his clothes and made some moves and found that he couldn't be hard on Zeus in front of him, Zeus would definitely be very embarrassed.

It's an embarrassing scene when you think about it.

There is a kind of suffocation that can't come out halfway through the masturbation.

Alikumon felt that after this experience, Zeus would definitely cast a shadow over him.

After deep thinking, in order to prevent such an embarrassing thing from happening, Ali Kumon blew his hair before Zeus's hand reaching for the covering covering his lower half body touched his precarious clothes.

"I don't want to do it with you!" Ali Kumon's eyes were red, and his hair was standing on end, struggling desperately to get out of Zeus's grip.

"Then let the other one come out." The Zeus was at leisure.

Pooh!

Simply shameless.

Ali Kumeng spat secretly, and the host couldn't wait to grasp the initiative of the body as soon as Zeus's voice fell.

Ali Kumon once again covered his face sadly.

"You'd better not do it with him." Ali Kumon reminded aloud, "He will throw you away after eating."

"So?" The host didn't care, he even took the initiative to strip himself naked.

Alikumon's face was blank.

I always feel that I don't want my body after being slapped by Zeus...

"So, do you want to completely disappear after enjoying this time, or let Zeus always think of you even if you disappear." Alikumeng directly put the reality in front of the host - of course he did not say that there is still a cancellation of the transaction this option.

"I want them all."

"It's really greedy." Ali Kumon clicked his tongue, "Give me your body."

The deity paused for a moment, looked at Zeus who was obviously not interested because he came out, suddenly laughed twice, and really handed over the right to use his body to Alikumon.

Ali Kumon didn't say a word, and directly dragged the host's spirit into the fantasy world preset by the program.

There he can play however he likes, with anyone.

Directly acting on the spirit, it is absolutely true and profound so that the experiencer will never forget it.

Ali Kumon looked down at Zeus who planted a strawberry on his collarbone.

Taking a deep breath, he lifted his knee suddenly, feeling his hard knee hitting two balls and a slightly hard stick.

He was the one who kicked Zeus in the balls, but Ali Kumon shivered empathetically, with deep sympathy and pain on his face.

It looks like it hurts.

All the kings of the gods were pale and couldn't straighten up.

Apollo, who was paying attention here, froze.

Ali Kumon looked at Zeus, innocent and helpless when the other party looked over, and after meeting Zeus's gaze, he turned around and rubbed the soles of his feet with oil.

It is possible for a man to do anything after being kicked hard in the balls.

Ali Kumon felt that he still cast a heavy shadow on Zeus.

In order to prevent Zeus from doing anything irrational, Alikumon felt that it would be better for him not to stay on Mount Olympus this spring, and to be under the nose of Zeus.

Poor Zeus, Alicumon thought sympathetically.

Come, touch the egg.

Don't masturbate, stand up and cry.

☆、10·Troy

Will Zeus no longer be interested in men because of this, this is a question that Alikumon has been seriously thinking about.

He rolled on the soft and fragrant grass, squinting his eyes to enjoy the warmth of the sun on his body.

It had been a few days since Alicumon had left Olympus, and Zeus had not taken him back in a fit of rage, probably because he had done nothing irreparable wrong.

For example, do not lift.

The king of the gods who had his balls exploded definitely didn't want to see him very much now.

But he must have been impressed.

Ali Kumon blinked, thinking of Zeus' face before, his eyes and mouth corners were slightly bent.

What you can't get is the best. The mentality of a man like Zeus is actually quite understandable.

As the king of the gods who has always been romantic, his wife has changed several times because of good gatherings and separations, which made him think that all goddesses are so easy to talk to.

Until Hera let him stumble.

But Zeus is destined to be unstable, especially as a king with extremely high power and status, he will not compromise the constraints of others-especially this constraint comes from a goddess.

Even if this goddess is his wife, it is not enough to stop him from continuing to play in the world.

In addition to Artemis knowing that Zeus has been suffocating recently, Alicumon also knows.

As long as he is willing to investigate, this world has no secrets for him.

His program honestly records the movement of the entire world, and even a part of the future is recorded and pressed, and can be called at any time when he needs it.

Alicumon dared to say that he knew more than Zeus.

——Of course, it's also because Zeus's concern is whether there are any human beings disrespecting him besides what beautiful girls and boys appear in the world.

Oh, and maybe add all the mess that happened on Mount Olympus.

Ali Kumon is not someone who likes to pry into other people's private secrets, so apart from checking Zeus' recent affairs a little, he has no idea of ​​digging into his dark history.

He didn't expect to hear the word "outsider" from the mouths of Zeus and Apollo. Alikumon touched his chin, and the grass under him felt a slight tingling sensation when it touched his skin.

It doesn't look like he's the first to come here from outside, and these outsiders usually don't end well.

But it looks like he needs to learn more about Zeus' past.

Ali Kumon thought for a while, and when he heard the sound of treading footsteps gradually approaching, he opened his eyes and sat up.

"Ali Kumon!" With a soft childish voice, he shouted his name with some lisp.

Ali Kumeng slightly bent his mouth, opened his arms and embraced the rushing child.

After he came down from Mount Olympus, he stayed in this calm yet prosperous seaside city-state.

The name of the city-state was Troy.

The host seemed to be immersed in an illusion and couldn't extricate himself, so Ali Kumon naturally didn't beat himself to wake him up to grab his body.

"Paris." Ali Kumon patted the child's head.

Paris has messy brown hair, lively eyes, and a small face that can gradually reveal the beauty of the future.

This is the son of Priam, king of Troy.

Ali Kumeng just arrived here, when he stood by the sea and watched the boats passing by, feeling the sea breeze full of salty smell.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that there was no adult around this little guy, and he was huddled alone on an independent protruding reef, his body was wet and his eyes were open, looking around, full of fear and anxiety.

It looked pitiful.

Alikumeng immediately carried him down, until the guard who was supposed to be behind Paris came here with a nervous face, and was relieved when he saw the child who was holding on to his clothes and buried his head in silence.

Then Ali Kumon got to know the king of this small city-state, and later discovered that this is actually a pretty awesome commercial town.

Ali Kumon felt that the name of this city-state was quite familiar, and he smacked his lips after reading the records in his program.

The city-state was unlucky.

If nothing else happened, the pretty boy in front of him would not be able to inherit his father's position.

King Troy, who saw the truth of Alicumon as a god, was a little nervous because of what happened to his father and brother.

There seems to be some strange magnetic field between Troy and the gods and demigods—even though they were the city-states that were protected and blessed by Zeus at the beginning, they were destroyed by the Sun God and His Majesty the Sea Emperor because of his father. have everything.

Most of Troy was destroyed, and the citizens of the city-state fled to the death, but his father was still obsessed with it, and the elder brother who he personally taught was exactly the same as his father's thinking and style.

In the end, he reaped the consequences and was killed by Hercules, the demigod son of Zeus.

Now that Troy had finally regained his vitality, if the god made any troubles again, he felt that he could almost apologise with death.

His people can no longer stand the toss.

After only a short conversation, King Troy breathed a sigh of relief - this is a very gentle god.

Even in the face of human beings, he is so gentle that he will not show any contempt or superior arrogance towards them.

Such gods are undoubtedly quite popular with humans.

Although he is not particularly powerful, he can straighten Troy, who no longer has the protection of gods.

It just so happened that Ali Kumon had nowhere to go, so after receiving the invitation from the King of Troy, he agreed.

Although the only thing he can do now is to make the flowers of this city-state bloom more prosperously and brilliantly this spring.

Paris liked Ali Kumon very much.

As soon as he was free, he would come to Ali Kumon's favorite garden, even if he just stayed quietly by Ali Kumon's side for a while, he would be quite happy.

Same with him is his father.

Ali Kumon had few friends, nor did he like much company, but he still liked children quite a bit.

Especially a child with a clear mind and a quiet mind like Paris.

Even with Aiwujiwu, he had a good impression of his father, Alicumon, and the young King of Troy was as quiet as his son, and he seldom even came up to talk to him.

When he was in a good mood, he would choose to read Paris some stories recorded in the program to answer Paris' curiosity about the gods.

He felt that this kind of life, which was very old-age-like, was the most suitable for him.

——There is a small garden, in a sunny country town with friendly neighbors, there are a few cute elf-like children, this is the life that Ali Cumon wants most.

But he felt certain that he would never have children.

He doesn't like to take on heavy responsibilities.

But the existence of the host meant that he couldn't stay here forever.

It's a really sad story.

Alikumon thought—whether it is for him or for the host.

There is no doubt that Zeus has been in a bad mood recently. The temple on the top of Mount Olympus is thundering and lightning every day, and the anger of the king of gods makes all creatures in the world tremble.

However, to Alikumon's surprise, Zeus didn't find a new partner to appease his injured little Zeus.

Is it really not to lift it?

Ali Kumon rubbed his chin.

But whether it's true or not, Alikumon knows he'd better not go back to Olympus now.

He had to wait for Zeus to come to him - I don't think it would be long.

Zeus, a god who is used to controlling everything in his hands, must not be willing to be rejected by him, a second-class god.

There are too many examples of him chasing and intimidating someone after being rejected directly or tactfully, so that the other party has to have sex with him-er, no, it should be more elegant to say that he fell in love. No, Alikumon didn't feel that his kick could break Zeus's lower body.

What reassured Ali Kumon the most was that in the latest conversation between Zeus and Hera, Zeus took the initiative to mention him more than once.

He even used his existence to satirize Hera and compare him with Hera.

Ali Kumon felt that Zeus, who could distort the expression on the face of Hera, who had always been dignified and noble in the face of the outside world, was simply a fighter among scumbags.

Fortunately, Hera could endure it.

If it were any looser woman, if the husband steals someone outside, he would either slap the scumbag hard after catching the rape, or slap the scumbag with a divorce letter, to Hera, a lover who always takes revenge on Zeus but never refuses. Ali Kumon looked down upon Zeus for taking real action.

But these have little to do with him—as long as Hera doesn't trouble him because of the previous quarrel, the relationship between them has nothing to do with him.

"Alicumont." Paris tugged at Alikumont's sleeve lightly, "Yesterday you told me to finish that story."

Ali Kumeng came back to his senses, raised his head and smiled gently, stretched out his hands and rubbed Paris's messy brown hair, "If your father sees you like this, he will make you stand on top of a clay pot with a straight face again." .”

"He keeps a straight face every day." Paris paused, wrinkled his nose, and said in a childlike voice, "Also, Alikumeng told him the method of standing on top of a clay pot. I know it all."

Ali Kumon just smiled, pinched Paris's soft cheeks, then held the soft and fragrant child tightly in his arms, glanced at King Troy who was coming behind his son, and said with a smile, "Today!" I can suggest to him, put some water in the clay pot on top of you."

Paris looked up at Ali Kumon, who was smiling brightly, and his eyes widened.

Then he frowned.

Ali Kumon watched with a smile as King Troy paused, and finally sat down under the shade of a tree not far away, then opened the half-finished fairy tale and continued telling Paris.

It was a sunny and breezy afternoon, and the gentle and melodious voice of the Flower God of Spring recited a story that he did not know where he came from.

The garden is filled with soft tranquility, and the scent of flowers is drowsy.

First of all, Paris couldn't resist the temptation of the sleepy god, and fell asleep in Alikumeng's arms with his head tilted.

King Troy looked this way, stood up and walked over, wanting to take Paris back.

Ali Kumeng stopped his movement silently with a smile.

Under the warm and quiet divine power of the Flower God of Spring, Paris took a nap today and slept for a whole afternoon.

The sun god drove his sun chariot back to the gate of heaven, and passed by his sister.

"Apollo!" Artemis called out to him.

The sun god jumped out of his chariot and looked at his sister who was about to set off.

Artemis seemed to want to say something, she frowned, and looked worriedly at the rumbling thunder on the top of Mount Olympus, but she still sighed after a long while, and just said: "The spring flower god , at Troy."

Apollo's originally expressionless face suddenly showed a somewhat gloomy look.

"I know," he said.

He didn't like Troy at all.

Even though Hercules had killed the king who offended him, it was still not enough to make him feel any kindness towards the city-state.

Ali Kumon actually went to that city-state and stayed!

Apollo felt that this was simply a silent rejection of him.

"You should go to him—Father God is very angry recently." Artemis said, she didn't know what happened after dawn that day, but he was sure that the reason why Zeus was angry must be because of the man who escaped to Olin. The relationship between the gods of Mount Pease.

Apollo looked up at the overcast Mount Olympus and squinted his eyes.

It was a rare day that Apollo did not personally drive his sun chariot to fly in the sky, but let his horses follow the daily track to perform the priesthood on his behalf.

It was an afternoon, and it was late spring.

Paris still came to find Ali Cumon today, complaining to him that his father actually filled the clay pot with water and made him stand against the penalty.

Ali Kumon listened with a smile, and occasionally added a sentence or two.

While talking, Paris narrowed his eyes again.

The weather is already a little hot.

Alikumeng held the child in his arms, leaning against the tree trunk quietly, avoiding the slightly scorching sun in the afternoon under the shade of the tree.

Alikumeng also couldn't resist the temptation of spring sleepiness.

The sun is too soft, and the fragrance of flowers brought by the breeze makes the surroundings especially peaceful and peaceful.

Apollo stood at the gate of the garden, looking at the big and small sleeping together leaning against the tree trunk. The garden was filled with quiet and peaceful divine power, which gradually calmed down the turbulent anger in his heart.

The mottled light and shadow leaked from the branches and leaves fell on Alikumeng's face, making this god who looked more like a well-behaved youth after falling asleep as if born from the sun—like the soft light in spring.

The warmth goes to the bones and soul of a person.

Apollo stood there looking at it for a while, finally came back to his senses, raised his hand and touched his chest, looked down, but did not find Cupid's golden arrow.

It is completely different from the sudden eagerness when she was madly pursuing Daphne, this is a kind of warmth and tranquility that almost overflows after being poured into the heart like warm water.

The sun god who never felt cold stepped up, wanting to get this warmth.

Kasuga's god frowned slightly uncomfortably on the face of the leaked light spot, as if he was about to wake up.

Apollo paused slightly when he approached him, and stretched out his hand in a strange way to wipe away the glaring sunlight that fell on Aliku's masked face.

The Flower God of Spring gradually relaxed his brows, and once again fell into the illusion woven by the Oneiroi.

Apollo stopped in his tracks.

The god born in the light reached out and touched the sleeping god lightly.

Alikumon didn't notice anything.

Apollo looked at Ali Kumon's sleeping face for a long time, hesitated a little, and sat down quietly beside him.

☆、The Abandoned Paris