[Genealogy of the Gods? Creation (1)]: The world began with Chaos, a concept of chaos, which is boundless and eternal darkness; the source of all life in the world is contained in this chaos.
The earth god Gaia was first born in the chaos. She is vast and powerful, and she gives life to everything that later lives and grows in her.
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Wang Kui could vaguely hear the vague voices, but it was like being trapped in a jar, and he couldn't hear them clearly at all. The only thing that could be determined was the voice of human voices.
"It seems to say 'soon'."
Suddenly Wang Kui seemed to finally hear the speaker's words. At the same time, the squeezing force increased sharply, and his body was squeezed in severe pain. Wang Kui felt his body light up, and finally from a certain point.
A place was squeezed out.
"What a fat boy, at least 18 years old." This was the voice of a slightly older man.
At this time, there was another crash, which sounded like a heavy curtain being lifted, and then a gust of cold wind blew in.
As soon as he was freed from the forced squeezing, he felt top-heavy again. Wang Kui felt as if someone had grabbed his feet and hung him upside down. This feeling made Wang Kui puzzled. Who has such power?
, able to lift himself up with one hand.
Then Wang Kui couldn't help laughing at himself, how could anyone in this world be able to lift himself up with one hand, unless he returned to the appearance of a three-year-old child.
Before Wang Kui had time to think of the doubts, a cold feeling came over his skin, which was immediately replaced by a burning sting. It felt as if someone had sprinkled salt on the wound.
Could it be that after he survived the catastrophe, he was captured by some organization and is now subjecting himself to torture?
At this time, a woman's voice came, but even though it was a woman's voice, it seemed rough and hoarse, with a faint feeling of weakness in her tone.
"Abu, my child should be tested in the most honorable way. You have to soak him in strong liquor."
Who is Abu? This name sounds like the name of the backward Tu people. Could it be that he was captured by the Tu people?
What does my child mean? A test of honour? Soaked in spirits?
While Wang Kui was still thinking quickly and analyzing the inexplicable information he had received, he suddenly felt weightless, as if someone had let go and was suddenly dropped.
It started from the scalp first, and finally the whole body was submerged, as if it was thrown into a hot furnace, with the burning sting all over the body.
These liquids are all alcohol!
Wang Kui reacted immediately. Just as the woman said, he was thrown directly into the strong drink. The injuries all over his body naturally caused intense pain under the stimulation of the alcohol.
Although the body was constantly experiencing irritating pain, Wang Kui sneered secretly in his heart. Although alcohol caused him temporary pain, it could disinfect his injuries very well. As long as he could recover, he could escape with his life.
Chance.
"Huh?"
A confused voice came, and then Wang Kui was lifted out of the liquor. There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Wang Kui felt as if his butt was slapped hard.
Nameless anger rose in his heart. Wang Kui himself was not a kind person. The other party repeatedly abused him, and finally slapped his buttocks humiliatingly. Wang Kui could no longer bear it, and he had accumulated the strength for a long time and suddenly
burst out.
"Snapped!"
Wang Kui twisted his body vigorously, trying to get as close to the opponent as possible. At the same time, he clenched his fist and swung it out. There was a strong touch on his fist. It seemed that what he hit was not a human body, but steel with a flesh film on the surface.
"Hahaha, good boy, he is indeed the purest descendant of Sparta, good, good, good!"
The old voice was not angry but happy, and seemed very happy. He laughed loudly and said three good words in a row.
Son of Sparta? What on earth is this man talking about? Where on earth am I?
At this time, Wang Kui finally noticed the strangeness. He tried his best to open his eyes. First, there was dim light. When the blurred vision gradually became clear, he saw an old man with strange clothes, wrinkles on his face and a strong back.
Standing upside down in front of yourself, you are surrounded by a completely barbaric and primitive environment.
Behind him was a woman who was also rough and full of savagery, sitting on the bed with her breasts exposed. The bed was made of animal leathers piled randomly, and there were also blood-stained rough leathers on the ground.
The punch just now seemed to have exhausted all the strength in Wang Kui's body. Coupled with the alcohol soaking just now, a strong feeling of sleepiness and dizziness hit him. In his final consciousness, Wang Kui finally saw his own body.
It has a body with baby fat, or in other words, it looks like a baby.
"What am I now..." Before he could figure out the mystery, Wang Kui lost consciousness again.
"Kratos, why are you sitting here alone?"
The voice arrived before anyone arrived, and Wang Kui looked in the direction of the roaring voice. Although three years had passed, he still couldn't get used to the high decibel volume of people in this world.
Although Wang Kui was only three years old at this time, he was as strong as a six or seven-year-old child. He was wearing a vest and shorts made of unknown animal leather. He sat barefoot in a large room also made entirely of animal leather.
Outside the tent.
That's right, Wang Kui has traveled through time. According to Wang Kui's guess, he should have traveled to ancient Greece, and the person he is playing now is the Spartan clan that he has heard of in his previous life.
Ancient Greek mythology, Zeus, the twelve main gods... And Ares, the God of War, is the only god that the Spartans believe in. Even in this backward Spartan tribe, there is a stone statue of the God of War that is at least 5 meters high.
Standing in the square in the center of the tribe, it is a tribute to the beliefs of all Spartans.
Entering the tribe at this time, walking towards Wang Kui from a distance was a burly man with a height of at least 2.5 meters and a huge back. He was naked except for a piece of leather around his crotch, dragging a bloody animal carcass in his hand.
This animal looks like a lion from its previous life. It can be seen from the fluffy mane that it must have been an extremely ferocious creature when it was alive. But it is worth mentioning that this animal that looks like a lion has a very strong physique.
But it is far beyond Wang Kui's previous life concept, and his body size is actually equivalent to that of an elephant in his previous life.
When this burly man passed by the stone statue of Ares, the God of War, he first performed a ritual of praise, thanking the God of War for giving him the strength to capture the powerful beast, and then continued to drag the bloody prey to Wang Kui.
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When the visitor came up to him, Wang Kuicai replied angrily, with no concealment of his depressed mood: "Uncle Akela, Abba is working hard to create glory for our Sparta."
The tent behind Wang Kui kept vibrating, and even the thick leather could not cover up the sound coming from it. It was a constant shaking and rubbing sound, mixed with the roar of men and the gasping of women.
Accra obviously knew that the most primitive movement of mankind was taking place inside, but he didn't take it seriously at all. Having children was a great cause that the Spartans could never stop. Only more powerful warriors could protect the tribe.
To survive, even Spartan women must undergo arduous physical training, because the Spartans firmly believe that only strong mothers can give birth to strong warriors.
Akela laughed and said: "Today I shot a Nephian lion. I will cut a piece of it for you tonight and have a feast with strong wine, hahaha." After that, he dragged the bloody corpse.
Walked towards his tent.
Feeding blood food and strong wine to a three-year-old child is something only a fighting nation like Sparta can do.
Even Wang Kui, who was known as the King of Hell in his previous life, has been thankful many times that he was able to live in good health until now.
The Spartan tribe where Wang Kui was born is like a large military camp. All babies will be tested for their physical fitness when they are born. Their bodies will be wiped with spirits and beaten with blunt instruments to test their strength. If they do not meet the requirements,
They will be mercilessly abandoned to the wild mountains and become the prey of wild beasts.
Although he could not understand the reason for his rebirth, thanks to his previous life experience, Wang Kui quickly swept away his uneasiness. As long as there was a chance to survive, he would grasp it without hesitation and integrate himself into the world as soon as possible.
in this world.
The only thing that makes Wang Kui feel lucky is that he doesn't have to pretend to be stupid in order to conceal his identity as a time traveler, and can fully exercise his immature body in this barbaric world.
Following the man's roar, the movement in the tent finally stopped. Not long after, the door curtain was opened, and a bald man with his upper body covered in sweat and his skin as bronzed as oil came out.
"Kratos, your mother is really useless. The only valuable thing is that she gave birth to you. Come, let me see how your body has been trained."
After hearing this voice, Wang Kui jumped up. The crisis reaction he had cultivated in his previous life was perfectly inherited in this body. His muscles tightened, his body curled up and he rolled forward with all his strength.
Although Wang Kui's reaction was perfect, he still couldn't escape the capture of an iron hand.
The father of Wang Kui, the most powerful warrior in the tribe, Querio, had just walked out. When he saw his son sitting at the door, he immediately picked him up with one hand, rounded his arms and threw him forward.
Wang Kuina's immature body was hit hard on the gravel ground and rolled twice before barely stopping.
Wang Kui stood up with a grin on his face, his heart full of pent-up anger. Although he controlled his body's muscles to resist the impact the moment he landed, he was still bruised and swollen. His father showed no mercy at all. In his previous life,
The so-called otaku physique will be smashed to death here. (To be continued)