Chapter 50 Wandering Mortals

Above the earth.

The sunset is shining in the west, and the evening breeze is like a lover's gentle hands, wiping away people's fatigue from the day.

There was a village in the distance, and people who had worked in animal skins all day returned with laughter. They praised the greatness of the gods, especially Demeter, the goddess of fertility, who was highly praised by the people.

"Praise the goddess." They said this as they marched, as if their belief in Demeter, the goddess of fertility, had been engraved in their bones and melted in their blood vessels.

This may be because thunder, the sea and aging are too far away from them, but a good harvest is closely related to their own happiness.

Every harvest determines their tomorrow and future.

Chiron liked to stand in a place not far away and watch them.

He felt that although human life was only a short period of a hundred years, it was more exciting than the eternal time of gods.

Because it is short, I will try my best to burn and bloom myself.

But he is not in that mood now.

The feet on his face without shoes and socks were twisted wantonly, causing the skin on Chiron's face to slightly deform. His lips were slightly opened due to the distortion, revealing the broken teeth and blood foam inside. The fractures of the teeth were extremely irregular, like

It was forcibly broken with great force and skillful force.

Chiron endured the humiliation silently, his half-man and half-horse body lying on his side on the ground, like a dead man.

The grass under the head has been crushed out of juice, and black soil can be seen. The juice and soil are mixed with everything, making Chiron look a little embarrassed.

But he didn't dare to resist.

He is very aware of his status. As the weakest among the gods, if he wants to live a good life, he must learn to be patient.

Thinking of his own experience, Chiron couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"I'm really unlucky."

Indeed, Chiron's luck was not very good.

Probably even Poseidon, who set off the world-destroying flood, did not expect that there would be gods so weak that they would be carried away by the flood and forced from the depths of the sea to the earth.

The road to the sea is too long, and it is not Chiron's home there, or in other words, he has no home.

He wanders in the world.

Before he had lived a comfortable life for a few days, he was discovered by the new gods who wanted to prove themselves, and was chosen as the object of their authority.

Chiron knew that the person who bullied him was called Apata, the goddess of deception, and one of the children recently conceived by Nyx, the goddess of the night.

She is very weak and only has weak divine power.

However, she has the authority...

Chiron unconsciously compared her with those famous goddesses.

He quickly came to a conclusion.

They are not on the same level at all, whether it is energy or strength.

After recovering from his random thoughts, the boldly dressed but narrow-minded woman had left at some point.

Maybe, she also thinks it's boring to humiliate someone who can't even resist.

Chiron got up from the ground.

There is a small waterfall on the side. The water falls on the river, causing countless foams and whirlpools.

Chiron walked to the river in silence, washed the dirt off his face with water, and then took a deep breath of river water to clean the sticky blood from his mouth.

"vomit."

The murky red river water was spit out, but Chiron was stunned.

He saw a pattern appear on his arm at some point, simple lines outlining the shape of a box.

He reached out to touch it, and the moment he touched the pattern, infinite power surged through his body.

This power is so powerful, Chiron has a feeling that even without authority, he is no longer an ordinary god.

He looked to the west where the sun was about to set. Helios, the sun god, was driving the sun chariot with infinite majesty.

But Chiron felt from the bottom of his heart at this moment that without the chariot of the sun, Helios would be nothing more than that.

He was a little absent-minded, longing for the strength that he had been waiting for for an unknown amount of time to finally arrive, but he felt at a loss.

The words of unclear gender sounded in my heart: "Kill those new gods..."

…

At this moment.

In the River of Oaths flowing in chaos, there were broken bones floating in the river. In the mouth of the bones, there was a small golden apple.

He came from upstream of the river.

He was very weak, so weak that none of the several primitive gods who straddled the chaos noticed him.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be taken to the underworld by the flowing river and lie in the mud at the bottom of the river forever.

But a ray of divine power symbolizing darkness suddenly appeared, causing the river to become turbulent.

Naturally, the corpse was thrown into the chaos by the flowing river, and flew away towards the real world. Coincidentally, there happened to be an unhealed hole on the boundary wall in front of him, which was where the gods went between the real world and chaos.

It was torn apart by force.

The bones entered the present world and fell to the ground.

Due to the violent rolling, the golden apple in the mouth collided with the teeth, and a hole was broken in the peel. A little golden juice flowed in the mouth. The broken bones gradually recovered, and flesh and blood grew on the white bones...

…

Chiron ran across the land, never stopping for a moment.

Walking through villages and flowing through rivers, mortals can see his back, but they can never catch up with his footsteps.

Finally, he stopped in a wilderness.

Without using the power of Peng Bai in his body, he dug directly into the ground with his hands.

After digging down about two or three meters, we saw a long corridor leading deep underground.

There was a lot of water in the corridor. Chiron waded through the water. According to the induction provided by the means he had left behind, he found the most unique one in the corridor with an extremely large number of rooms.

There is a knife holder inlaid on the door, and on the knife holder is a dagger filled with the aura of death.

He opened the door and took the dagger away.

In the darkness, Chiron, as a god, could see the golden coffin placed in the room, and when he opened the coffin lid, Linkos, the target of this trip, was lying inside.

He turned Linkos over and found a unique hair from his hair. The hair was exactly the same as the hair on his horse-shaped lower body, but it was thinner and less noticeable.

Putting away his hair, he stretched his hand towards the hole in Linkos' back, where a large amount of death energy was entangled.

Using the power given by an unknown god to dispel the death energy, he turned Linkos over again.

After closing the coffin lid, Chiron took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and quickly drew a circle with the dagger against his side.

Along with the blood spurting out, the severed hand with the pattern of a box fell on the coffin lid.

The power that was so powerful that it was almost uncontrollable disappeared, and a sense of emptiness followed.

Putting the lifeless dagger on the coffin lid, Chiron walked out of the room and closed the door with his remaining hand.

In the dark corridor, he hummed softly as he walked, not knowing who was listening:

"Dreams are just a fantasy that I chased when I was young."

"We all thought we could leave everything behind and die bravely like heroes..."

He walked out of the corridor and disappeared in the direction of the sea.

Behind him, the door to another room opened.

A man who was half bones and half flesh and blood came out, with a golden apple in his mouth.

He walked into the room where Chiron had been and took off the severed hand on the coffin lid and the dagger filled with deathly energy.

Pushing open the gold coffin lid, he looked at Linkos lying quietly inside in trance.

"Lucky you."

"But this luck is beyond your ability to bear," he said.

After a while, he seemed to find something.

The dagger broke open the chest and dug out Linkos' heart. The heart was burning with flames, and the firelight illuminated his face.

He is exactly the same as Linkos in the coffin?!!!

Following the wound on the heart, the dagger continued to cut downward.

The belly was opened and a burning fennel branch was taken out.

Then, the visitor followed the same pattern, cutting open his body with a dagger, putting the heart and branches inside, and then cut off the hand that was not holding a weapon. The severed hand with a box pattern was pressed to the broken part of the shoulder, and he held it in his mouth.

The golden apple was finally chewed and swallowed.

On top of the white bones, flesh and blood sprouted rapidly, making him truly come to life.

Close the coffin lid, walk out of the room, and close the door.

He walked in the corridor, humming softly as if responding to his predecessors: "Dreams are something like this. If you don't chase them, you will always feel unwilling to do so."

"I grow old with regrets, and when I look back, I only have regrets like a broken heart..."

He walked out of the corridor, buried himself in the cave entrance, and disappeared into the earth.
Chapter completed!