Radiant Enemy

"I know." Hilgna didn't blink his eyes and remained unmoved when these sea monsters with fishtails of different shades showed their beauty and graceful figure to him.

"As early as on the previous island, I felt strange. If it is an ordinary monster giant, how can it have the power of a god?"

When Hilgener thought back to what Chiron had told him about the lustful habits of the Greek god who didn't care about men and women, and species didn't matter, he could also guess that the Cyclops was probably the product of a certain god's one-night affair.

Unlike Zeus, the god-king of Olympus, Poseidon's taste seems to be more unique.

He likes young and beautiful women, and he also likes those terrifying and grotesque creatures, which finally caused many descendants of Poseidon to wreak havoc on human countries and towns, and were crusaded by heroes.

The white-haired hero wore a cloak that covered his aura and appearance, but the terrifying and powerful aura made these sea creatures tremble and submit to him like Poseidon, the sea god.

Hilgna was noncommittal about the submission of these cunning sea creatures to him.

"By the way, can you tell me, where is Poseidon?" Hilgna smiled and said to the freshly baked subordinates.

"After all, since you have surrendered to me, you still have to say hello to your former master." Hilgna said, "Take me to meet that sea god."

As it happens, Hilgner has a lot of questions that he wants to ask him.

The sea monsters looked at each other, and the beautiful sea monster at the head nodded and said: "Since the master ordered so, we will take you to Atlantis. It's just... the sea god may not be there, he is usually in various islands." Patrol, rarely go back to the submarine palace."

"Which direction is the palace?" Hilgna asked.

"There..." The Kraken pointed in a direction.

"Oh...that's it." Hilgna nodded.

Just when the sea monsters were secretly relieved, and even expected in their hearts that Hilgna would be torn to pieces by the guards of Atlantis, Hilgna clapped his hands, and separated the sea surface further, revealing a more Lots of land.

The sun was scorching hot from the sky, and it was noon at this moment. The sea monsters and the half-fish people who were used to living in the humid seawater were dying of the scorching sun, but they didn't dare to run away, and they didn't dare to run away in Hilgna. The bottom of his eyes desperately gambled -- not to mention that in this seabed land that was almost the size of a country, not to mention the sea monsters with only fish tails, and the mermaids with human feet would definitely not be able to escape.

Whether it is to escape or resist, is it the end of being sunburned alive?

Such sea creatures that often destroy passing ships and devour the lives of humans on board seem to have finally realized the fear of those humans who were destroyed by them and fell into the sea and became their bait.

Are the sun and the gravel really such a terrible existence?

Hilgna is still expanding the territory of the land. From the receding sea water, you can see those ancient shipwrecks covered with green moss once again, and the decayed masts reach the sun in the sky.

There must be enough gold and silver treasures sleeping there, but Hilgna's focus is not here.

"Please, please wait a moment, master! What are you going to do?"

The siren who led the team quickly said that she was trying to stop Hilgna, but she was afraid that she would lose her life in vain.

Hilgner didn't explicitly say that I don't trust you, but said: "After all, I'm a human being, and I can't breathe at the bottom of the sea, so I can only use this method to get to the palace you mentioned."

"But you will cause great harm to the ocean! Please stop!" The one who cried out so angrily was actually a murloc, his fish eyes fixed on Hilgna, and said hoarsely.

"I'm not interested in destroying the ocean, it's just that you guys don't plan to tell me the truth, and you may even set up an ambush for me in your territory..." Hilgner laughed.

"Do I look like such a stupid person?"

——This human has discovered it.

They trembled even more, complacently thinking that the master would teach this human being a lesson, but in the end, the other party completely saw through their plans, which was more painful than directly causing physical pain.

"The only one I want to find is Poseidon, but I don't have the slightest intention of antagonizing his wife and father-in-law—in fact, I even plan to find a better time to pay a courtesy visit."

Hilgna knew from Chiron that Poseidon's father-in-law and wife were the gods of the previous generation. Compared with Olympus, whose power is vacant, there are powerful and undead gods everywhere in this sea. It is precisely because of this that Poseidon rarely goes back to the palace, looking everywhere for powerful monsters to give birth to offspring, and build an army that belongs only to him.

If he didn't know this information, he would probably have to go to the palace of Atlantis in a daze, and suffer both losses with Poseidon's enemies, and finally let the sea god fisherman benefit.

This is why Hilgna attaches so much importance to Chiron. He knows many secrets and stories unknown to ordinary people, which helped Hilgna understand the world.

"But indeed, with this method, I am afraid that the sea gods of Atlantis will get here faster than Poseidon himself." Silgner thought for a while, and called the half murloc just now. out.

"If you want me to stop, let Poseidon come to me."

At this moment, in the eyes of these creatures living in the ocean, this man with a cloak who looks only two-thirds tall as a strong half-mermaid is probably the most terrifying enemy.

"I, I'm going right now...!!" The half murloc desperately nodded, was swept up by the water flow summoned by Hilgna, and sent into the raised sea wall.

Of course, Hilgner also considered what to do if the half murloc was gone forever, then he had no choice but to take a few more hostages and force Poseidon to come out.

This feeling of being a bad guy is really addictive, Hilgner touched his chin, and even considered whether to treat the bad guy to the end.

After all, in this world lacking in entertainment, those limp singing and dancing made Hilgna, who was about to vomit in Israel, really have no energy.

The waiting time was a bit long, and Hilgna led a few streams of water from the raised sea wall from time to time, and poured them on these sea monsters and half murlocs who were completely down, lest the sun really burn them to death. .

Fortunately, just before Hilgna could no longer wait any longer, he noticed the unusual changes in the seawater he manipulated.

"Here it is."

Hilgner smiled slightly. After he reduced the area of ​​the separated seabed and left enough fighting ground for himself, he didn't care about those sea creatures that took the opportunity to escape—he had already asked about these sea monsters and semi-humans just now. In the name of the murloc, he signed a contract with them called a curse.

This kind of contract is several times stricter than the one planted on Arash. Not only can he not violate Hilgna's orders, but he will subconsciously search for all kinds of information for Hilgna.

Poseidon has thick and curly dark blue long hair, and his handsome face is full of anger. The gorgeous clothes wrapped in strong muscles reflect the sparkling sea water.

His voice was as deep as a condensed storm, with a trembling majesty: "Are you the human being who asked to come to see me?"

Poseidon clenched the trident in his hand. If it had been the past, he would have killed this daring, ignorant human being who offended his dignity.

But Hilgna's move to make the sea recede and reveal the land made Poseidon feel tricky, and he even wondered if this guy in strange clothes was the descendant of that bastard Zeus who had a good night?

Otherwise, how to explain such a feat that even most gods may not be able to do?

In any case, the human being did intrigue him.

The strong will always be respected.

Hilgner spread his hands: "This is probably the only way to see the honorable Lord Seagod as quickly as possible—I hope you can forgive me for my rudeness."

Poseidon calmed down a little bit, and his anger disappeared in the blink of an eye like the unpredictable storm on the sea.

"Oh? Do you want to see me?" Sea God became interested, "Do you want to become my follower? Or do you want something from me?"

"I'm sorry, neither." Hilgner probably would never become a believer in the gods he saw as long as he could remember.

If he was still a weak and weak person, he would probably offer sacrifices to the gods as devoutly as the people of Greece, begging for their mercy, so that only heroes and princes and nobles can live in a dignified world to survive.

But Hilgna is no longer a weak person, and he still has enough ability to build a paradise for other weak people who no longer need to rely on gods.

"Can you tell me how to get the god-killing weapon?" Hilgna said softly, taking off his hood.

Poseidon's eyes suddenly changed, the ambiguous smile that appeared when he saw Hilgna's face was replaced by a serious expression.

"This breath... Are you a god from a foreign land?"

Poseidon originally planned to turn Hilgna into his lover, after all, he was one of the three most powerful gods in Greece.

But if the opponent is a powerful foreign god, then Poseidon has to consider whether it is worthwhile to satisfy his own momentary pleasure.

"What do you want the god-killing weapon for?"

Poseidon frowned.

Without him, the question Hilgna asked had already violated a taboo, not to mention that he was a god from a foreign land. As the Greek god of the sea, Poseidon had to be careful.

Hilgner smiled coldly: "Of course it's the same as you - replace the guy on top of me who is dictating me."

Poseidon's expression froze, and the trident suddenly shook, and the sea water that was holding him originally covered the sky and covered Hilgna's head, completely blocking the sun.

"The guy in the sky may tell Zeus, let's say it in the sea, this is my domain, no one will hear it."

Poseidon created a circular enclosed space on the seabed. He touched his chin and said excitedly, "Is what you just said true?"

"Of course, that's why I came to your world." Hilgna said calmly.

"Hahahahahahaha! You are so funny!"

Poseidon laughed out loud, and after laughing for a while, he lowered his face and said angrily: "Obviously Prometheus agreed to draw lots to decide who will be the next generation of god kings, but it turned out that it was because of our good mother Rhea favored that kid Zeus, and tampered with the signing! As a result, I was assigned to the worst ocean! Sea God? The generation of gods here occupy various islands and official positions, and I only have the title of Sea God!"

"No strong army! No trusted subordinates! It's disgusting!"

"Obviously I am the most suitable god to be a god king! Why can't I replace him!"

Poseidon's hand made a creaking sound due to excessive clenching.

Hilgna basically didn't speak anymore, but quietly listened to Poseidon venting his dissatisfaction and resentment.

"You said just now that you want to know how to make a god-killing weapon, right?" Poseidon, who thought he had found a like-minded partner, saw that Hilgna was pleasing to the eye, and also cunningly realized that this was his opportunity. ?

If he succeeds, he can also get the god-killing materials that cannot be obtained directly due to his identity. If he fails, it doesn't matter, but he just loses the godhead of the foreign god in front of him. He can escape perfectly, and maybe he can get more specific materials. Combat power intelligence, sure profit but not loss.

Poseidon hid his ill intentions in his heart, and warmly smiled at Hilgna: "I have investigated, and the only weapon that can kill gods and make them fall is Zeus' thunder scepter. .But he regards the scepter as heavier than the root between his legs, and it is almost impossible to steal it from him."

"Isn't it even possible for God Queen Hera?" Hilgna just asked.

"She loves Zeus crazily, and it is impossible to betray Zeus." Poseidon replied quickly, probably thinking about this idea a long time ago.

"Other than that, it's time to go to the abyss prison of Hades to find those Titans and the first-generation gods who were imprisoned, but they hate us, the second-generation gods, and it is absolutely impossible to tell us the news. "

Poseidon looked at Hilgna, and continued: "But as a god of a foreign land, maybe they will be willing to tell you, but these are just my guesses."

He cunningly left room for his words, leaving the decision to Hilgna.

"If you successfully ask, I can also ask Ares to forge weapons for you-you must know that his temper is quite weird, and he will not easily agree to forging by others."

"It's not necessary to ask him to help with forging, but if possible, I would like to borrow his workshop."

Hilgner got the news he wanted and didn't say anything more.

The next destination has been decided, to go to the abyss of hell in the underworld.

Poseidon saw with satisfaction that Hilgna was so powerful, and pointed out to him the entrance to the underworld, and gave Hilgna a blessing from the sea god: "You can breathe freely in the sea, the creatures on the bottom of the sea won't hurt you."

After finishing the conversation, Poseidon left as quickly as he appeared, leaving Hilgna to rush towards Hades.

Hilgner walked on the bottom of the sea, and those colorful fishes and sea anemones blooming with gorgeous flowers showed a beautiful scenery like a garden, which made Hilgner linger on.

It wasn't until he returned to the shore that he was in a daze for a while: "Strange, did I forget something?"

"—Ah, forgetting the Argonaut and Jason."

Hilgna suddenly realized that he punched lightly with his right hand on the open palm of his left hand.

He looked at the sea he stepped out of, and there was no sign of the Argonaut, and if he wanted to catch up, it would take a lot of time and effort.

"Forget it, anyway, there is Hercules on board, and Jason is also very reliable at critical moments, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Thinking so, the white-haired saint stepped forward towards Hades.

On the other hand, the Argo, which had recovered its tranquility on the sea and headed towards its destination, Colchis Island, fell into a heavy silence.

The journey had just begun, and many people had already been seriously injured, and Hilgna's departure made Jason, who was supposed to stand up and encourage the crew members, fall into silence and despair, and didn't recover for a long time.

Hercules wanted to cheer Jason up, but he was actually not very good at words, so he hesitated for a long time and just said: "Mr. Hill is very powerful, and nothing will happen."

This sentence seemed to touch Jason's nerves, he jumped up and said arrogantly: "Of course! No one knows Hill's power better than me!"

Jason regained his spirit, played his eloquence, cheered up those heroes who had fallen into depression, and once again ignited the enthusiasm and hope for adventure.

"I'm going to disembark at the next port." Atalanta decided so.

"I'm going to find Mr. Hill. He obviously helped the Argo. Shouldn't you go back and fetch him? But you chose to move on. Are the golden fleece and fame and merit more valuable than the lives of your partners?! "

Atalanta could no longer stay on this ship, and after she made up her mind, no one could keep her.

Jason didn't stop her either, instead he took out a lot of gold coins from the vacated captain's cabin and told Atalanta that they were for her.

"Hill is very strong. Since he didn't catch up, he must have encountered something that needs to be resolved first. If you find him, please give me a word with him-I won't lose him face."

This sentence is enough to show how serious Jason is. Even if Hilgna is not on the boat to put pressure on him, he will definitely be able to bring the Golden Fleece back!

Facing Jason's serious expression, even Atalanta, who had no good looks towards men, took the gold coins and nodded to indicate that she knew.

Hilgna walked along the river for a while, and touched what he was still wearing in the king's cloak.

"There are no more gold coins..." Silgner sighed, remembering that he had basically lost the habit of carrying money, and even the wrist ring he took out before was simply forgotten in the space pocket inside the cloak That's all.

Now Hilgner certainly doesn't need to eat and drink, but he doesn't want to live in the open air.

"I still have to buy maps, horses, and some gold from the sunken ship if I had known."

Hilgna sighed. After thinking for a while, he picked up a fist half the size of a palm on the side of the road, and used magic power to transform the stone into its constituent elements, refining it into pure gold.

The white-haired saint embarked on a journey alone again. On the way, he encountered many bandits and monsters eating meat. Of course, none of these blockers were his opponents, and almost all of them were eliminated with one blow.

Occasionally he would act with the caravan, not only to eat and drink, but also to be paid. Sometimes when the weather was good at night, these merchants would play musical instruments and sing loudly around the campfire.

Just as Hilgna was heading towards the entrance to Hades, his reputation had already spread unknowingly.

——"The pure white hero."

The reason why Hilgna is considered a hero is actually very simple.

During his travels, not only were the bandits and monsters completely eliminated, but no matter how fierce the battle was, not a single drop of blood would stain the solid-colored robe.

Powerful, neat, crisp, combined with the beauty of extreme power, after parting from Hilgna, the businessmen deeply engraved the figure of easily overthrowing the enemy deeply into their eyes and hearts, and even talked to others in the business. Hilgner.

However, Hilgna seldom tells them his name, so most merchants refer to Hilgna as "the hero in the pure white cloak".

Hilgna seldom showed his face in front of people, and coupled with the cloak that could cover his appearance and aura, a lot of speculations were derived from it.

For example, it is said that he is actually a woman, and he dressed like this to cover up his identity, and that the reason why Silgner did not leave his name for doing good deeds is because he is actually the heir of a certain country. The royal family did not want him to come out and risk his life, so they had to hide Come be a hero, stuff like that.

And the pure white cloak he was wearing seemed to be considered by the merchants as a symbol of strength, and it became popular all over Greece. Many children imitated Hilgna's appearance and played the game of heroes fighting monsters.

After landing on the shore, Atalanta knew that it must be Hilgna as soon as she heard people discussing the pure white hero.

But no matter how fast her footsteps were, she was still no match for Hilgna who had already arrived at the entrance of Hades.

The entrance of Hades is in a desolate desert. There are few people here, and there are many wolves and monsters. Ordinary businessmen will never come in this direction.

Although Hilgna spent a lot of time, he still came to this place.

Looking at the dark hole exposed in the ground, Hilgna touched his chin, and couldn't help muttering: "...the Hades are all underground."

The Hades of Uruk can only be reached by digging tens of meters underground, as is the residence of Morrigan, the Irish goddess of death, while the Hades of Greece simply exposed the entrance of the cave.

However, considering that Chiron once told him about the monsters guarding the gate of Hades, Hades, the ruler of Hades, is probably not afraid that someone would dare to enter here by mistake.

Hilgna easily jumped down from the bottomless cave, and took out the musical instrument that he customized from the merchants during the journey.

Guarding the gate of Hades is Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell. Different heads have different scary features. Anyone who dares to invade hell will be torn apart and devoured by it, and there will be no bones left. .

But it has a weakness, that is, it will fall asleep to the beautiful music.

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