greek gods in new york

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10 minute later.

Rocky and I had to give up our plan to go back to the hotel directly, and found a nearby cafe.

He sat across from me, sunk deep into the booth sofa, and covered his face with his hands in an extremely frustrated gesture.

"...You can't do it..." I was very helpless.

I thought about it for a long time. In Norse mythology, there is no setting that people will marry each other after seeing their true colors!

Rocky is really frustrated.

After losing his divine power, he naturally couldn't maintain the transformed face and reveal his true appearance.

but……

"Isn't this pretty?" I comforted, "What are you afraid of?"

Hearing this, Loki suddenly put down his hand covering his face, and turned his head viciously: "Shut up!"

Presented in front of me was a beautiful face.

He still has a thin and tall figure, and still has long black hair that reaches his shoulders. Even if he must use serious words to describe him, he will not be any different from Aragorn.

He has straight eyebrows, three-dimensional cheekbones, and a pair of light-colored blue eyes that are deep and clear. The faint indifference revealed in the Peugeot facial features is also unique to Northern Europe.

There is a small part of Loki's right face with a corrosive scar - in Norse mythology, Loki instigated the god of darkness Hodr to kill the god of light Baldr, as punishment, Odin tied Loki, let Under the venom of the viper, he suffers daily the pain of facial erosion.

The scar should have been left at that time.

But now, it's nothing at all.

Now it is popular to damage beauties in battle, not only does the injury not damage his appearance, but it makes him look more distinctive.

However, if I didn't know that it was Rocky in front of me, or if he didn't ask, I would have thought he was a female star who came to Los Angeles looking for opportunities, not a man.

Yes.

The real Rocky looks very good-looking, but she is completely at the level of a big girl!

The curvature of his cheeks is softer, and the toughness between the eyebrows and facial features has become extremely feminine and delicate.

"real."

I nodded sincerely: "You look really... good-looking."

Originally, I wanted to talk about male and female indisputable, some juvenile sense and other words that express neutral beauty.

But I really can't say it.

There is nothing indisputable, this is the face of a big beauty.

The analogy is that Maran Barrondo has become Marilyn Monroe, and Alain Delon has become Vivien Leigh. Although it is quite shocking, there is nothing wrong with it.

Loki shot me a sideways glance.

"I've never felt ashamed of my face," he said confidently, "It's because I didn't control my divine power, and I had to see you ashamed in this situation."

"I knew you liked this face so much."

Loki tilted his head, black hair half covered his face, and slyness flashed through his blue eyes: "What kind of Aragorn did I become, and I became younger and approached you—"

He lengthened the ending sound, straightened his body suddenly, and narrowed the distance with me.

The extremely beautiful face was almost stuck to mine.

Loki narrowed his eyes: "Maybe you won't be so vigilant against me?"

Rocky, who shows his true face, looks like he is about 30 years old, and he is completely an adult.

If he wanted to pretend to be a transfer student, he had to use his divine power to change his appearance no matter what.

I guess Loki must think, everything has changed, it's better to be bigger.

May I ask, which is more exciting, "the transfer student who looks as delicate as a beautiful woman" or "Aragorn has become everyone's classmate"?Of course it is the latter.

Not to mention Rocky, who enjoys making troubles, I would choose the second one.

but……

"It doesn't exist," I ruthlessly refuted his assumption, "It's not because you look like Aragorn that I'm wary of you."

It's because this guy is Rocky.

"Wow."

Rocky looked very hurt: "You don't even feel moved? Nicole, you are so hard-hearted. I have worked hard for so long, and even showed you my true colors. You don't feel a little bit different, even a little bit?"

I have no expression on my face: "Talk about the business."

Are you kidding, I can bear the "attacks" of Apollo and Aphrodite, okay?

And you didn't take the initiative to show me your true colors!

If "that thing" didn't attack suddenly, I might not know what the real Loki looks like until he leaves.

"well."

Not to mention, he lowered his eyes and put on an aggrieved look, which really made me feel pity.

"Speaking of business," Loki sighed, "did you digest the energy of 'that thing'?"

To be precise, it is stored.

I thought that after I could accept the energy of "that thing", it would be the same as Loki borrowing my divine power, so I could do whatever I wanted.

As a result, I seem to be the same as BB, I can only store energy and cannot use it.

A little frustrated.

Sure enough, like in a superhero movie, the script that encounters an adventure and then becomes the protagonist does not belong to me.

"And..." I hesitated.

"and?"

After the words came out, I glanced at Loki.

Suddenly changing from Aragon to a big "beauty", I feel a little unaccustomed.

But Loki was Loki, and I knew it: the alertness in those blue eyes hadn't changed one iota.

In the end I chose to keep my mouth shut.

So far I still don't know what Loki's purpose in agreeing to Zeus's help is.

He has something to hide, and I don't need to tell him everything, do I?

"Nothing," I said casually, "I just don't understand what it means that 'that thing' came to you."

As I absorbed His energy, I heard some understandable voices.

What plunder, what abandonment, blah blah, like the lines that will appear when the comic villain recalls killing, don't think too much about these.

What caught my attention was that there was a sentence "I accept your terms".

On what terms?

This voice doesn't belong in "that thing" and I don't have any proof for my point, but my subconscious tells me that it is what it is.

If it's not "the thing" speaking, there are other beings speaking to it.

and so……

I pursed my lips.

This voice is probably the so-called "betrayed old god" in the Lazarus project book.

He reached a certain condition with "that thing"?

And, there is another very important question.

The existence of "that thing" is getting closer and closer to the present world.

At first it was a blob of inexplicable, gasoline-reflected matter.

Then the last time I entered "that thing", I saw darkness and a street lamp.

It was even more exaggerated just now, neither Loki nor I noticed the approach of "that thing", but just lowered our heads and raised our eyes, and then he actually copied an entire street.

Who knows what will be next?

"That thing" is growing.

And I can clearly feel my connection to "that thing".

The same goes for language.

From trying to communicate with me to being able to understand His language, I have improved through repeated contact.

Assuming that "the thing" is really growing, then it's not me who can understand his language, but he is learning my way of thinking.

The thought gave me a chill.

Loki, who was sitting across from me, took a deep look at me.

"As long as you can figure it out," Loki said nonchalantly, "you don't have to tell me everything, Nicole."

"..."

Damn, he is so frank, I feel guilty.

Obviously this guy was the one who concealed it first!

Rocky looked at me with a half-smile, his thin lips were always raised at one corner, and he could smile brightly anytime and anywhere.

In fact, in terms of temperament, he hasn't changed much, but this face...

"Uh, have you thought about what to do?" I asked.

"what?"

"your face."

I said, "I can't go back to the hotel like this."

Not to mention whether it will scare the classmates, if the hotel staff finds out, he can't explain it!

The topic went back to the beginning.

Frustration appeared on Loki's face again.

Although the main body has a feminine face, Loki's behavior is not sissy at all.He spread his hands carelessly, and placed them on the cushion of the booth, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"I really didn't expect it."

Loki reluctantly admitted his mistake: "At first, I thought that the remaining divine power could be used by the video game god to travel to the United States. He and I have a better relationship and are more normal."

I guess this is normal compared to the gods of new media.

Isn't that right, he is a game producer after all.

I guess the crazy state of the new media god...she has no real human identity at all.

“I can only borrow a little from the new media gods right now.”

When it comes to the mad woman, er, the mad goddess, even Loki expressed a bit of difficulty: "I don't know how she will embarrass me."

Me: "Is there no other way?"

Loki's light blue eyeballs turned immediately: "There are indeed."

I:"……"

Feel like I'm hooked!

Almost at the moment I asked the question, a faint smile rippled from the corner of Loki's mouth and spread to his eyes.

"You digested the energy of 'that thing', right?" Loki eagerly tried, "Why don't you lend it to me?"

I:"…………"

Loki: "Don't make that expression, just borrow a little bit, just in case it works!"

Me: "You want to try it a long time ago, right?!"

In response to me, Rocky the chicken nodded desperately like pecking at rice.

"Of course!"

He confidently affirmed: "When Zeus came to me, I was wondering if the old gods could be used—if not, what do you think he was thinking about?"

Also, oh yes.

It was inconvenient to operate before because the old gods could not collect the energy of "that thing".

But now I not only collect it, but even store it in my body.

"Try it, Nicole."

Loki took my hands affectionately.

It's been a long time since he found out I don't like casual physical contact.

The Nordic god's blue eyes blinked and blinked, and there was only my reflection in the watery pupils.

The music in the coffee shop is soothing, the lights are warm, and the misty warm colors cast a soft light on his delicate face.

"Nicole."

Loki called out my name sincerely: "Help me, please?"

I:"……"

Damn, even if it wasn't Aragon, it would be foul for Rebecca Ferguson to look at you like that.

I slapped him away from his approaching face: "Just try it, don't come close!"

Loki: "Hey, hey, don't hit, don't hit!"

I pulled out his empty palm, imitating his previous appearance, and grabbed Loki's wrist in turn.

The energies in my body are always there, I can't use them, but I can "direct" them.

It's just that when I move my mind, I can feel the energy that seems to be a part of my body, following my will, gushing out along the palm of my hand, and entering Loki's body.

Immediately afterwards, Loki's eyes suddenly lit up and I understood that we had succeeded.

Then--

I immediately understood one thing.

Damn Zeus.

Immortal stuff.

What about saving my father, what about the Chosen Daughter, what about being vigilant against the New God, and about Loki are all fake.

This is his purpose! !