[Genealogy of the Gods? Golden Age]: Gaia, the mother of the earth, was born in the void and split her husband through single-sex splitting: Uranus, who represents the sky. They gave birth to a total of twelve first-generation Titans, six of whom were male.
Six Girls. This era of the existence of primitive gods is known as the Golden Age.
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"snort……"
As soon as Wang Kui stood up, he was slapped to the ground. He groaned and had no time to cry out in pain. He could only quickly roll in the opposite direction in an attempt to avoid his father's continuous beatings.
"Hahaha, you're hiding well, come on, come on, father, I'm still very strong, don't think that your mother can drain me dry!"
Wang Kui's father wiped his shiny bald head, laughed loudly, and immediately rushed up, kicking Wang Kui out after he had just rolled a few meters away and had just climbed up.
He couldn't help but was kicked away immediately. His kick was so fast that ordinary people could only see it as a shadow.
The Spartans passing by saw Wang Kui being beaten by his father. Not only did no one come forward to persuade him, but they stood aside and watched with interest. When they saw Wang Kui being kicked away again, some even exposed their faces.
I don’t know if he admired Wang Kui’s endurance or his father’s fighting prowess.
After being beaten so violently, Wang Kui was almost bruised all over his body and even felt that his bones were broken while lying on the ground.
But Querio's face was filled with relief, as if the desire just now was completely released in Wang Kui. He lifted up Wang Kui who was lying on the ground and was dying, and walked towards the back of the tribe with eight-figure steps.
The Spartan tribe is located in a humid mountain forest. Relying on the continuous gravel hillsides, the tribe's living area has been opened up in a relatively simple terrain.
And this is a unique tent, placed alone at the back of the tribe, surrounded by rolling swamps, and all you can see are the bones of wild beasts. As soon as you get closer, you can smell a strong strange smell, like rotten flesh and bones.
The taste is mixed with the smell of boiled herbs.
Wang Kui, who was still dying, was startled and immediately struggled in Querio's hands. It seemed that the tent that exuded a strange aura made him feel infinite fear.
Opening the door curtain made of unknown animal leather, the scene inside the tent was immediately revealed. An old man dressed in burlap was sitting on a blanket, with a large bronze pot hanging in front of him, with strange bubbles rolling inside.
This old man turned out to be the tribal elder known as Abu who delivered Wang Kui at that time.
There are only a handful of bronze objects among the entire tribe. In addition to the weapons in the hands of adult warriors, only Elder Abu has such a bronze cauldron. The daily utensils used by other tribesmen are stone tools or bone tools.
Abu's face is wrinkled, and his body is covered with sagging and loose fat. However, judging from his physique, he must have been a burly man with a strong back and waist when he was young. At this time, with age and lack of exercise, the muscles that he once had have evolved into ugly ones.
Fat.
When Abu saw Querio carrying Wang Kui in, he opened his mouth to reveal a set of yellow teeth. At the same time, he stirred the thick liquid in the cauldron with an unknown animal's thigh stick, then scooped a little with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth.
inside.
After tasting it, Abu smiled strangely and picked up the wooden plate placed aside. On it was a bloody head.
The smooth scales, inverted triangular eyes and protruding scarlet letter actually look like a snake's head, but the size of this head is surprisingly large, about the same size as an ordinary human's head.
Abu raised the snake's head above his head with both hands, closed his eyes and muttered something, and then threw it directly into the bronze pot.
When the snake head was immersed in the weird liquid, it actually made a popping sound and quickly dissolved. What was even more terrifying was that a phantom with a tiger body and a snake head suddenly rose from it and let out a shrill scream in the air.
, and it faded away unwillingly after a while, as if it was simultaneously being dissolved into the strange liquid along with the snake head.
When Abu finished all this, Quelio finally stepped forward. With Abu's strange expression still, Quelio's face was rarely serious, and at the same time, he lifted Wang Kui up with both hands and held him under Wang Kui's side.
After struggling hard, he was finally thrown ruthlessly into the bronze cauldron.
Although Wang Kui was only 3 years old at this time, his body was like that of an ordinary person. He immediately filled the bronze cauldron, and the thick and strange liquid covered his whole body.
Wang Kui felt as if he had been put into a blazing furnace. The pain he felt after being beaten was immediately replaced by a burning sting. It seemed that his skin was being torn apart bit by bit, and countless little snakes kept attacking his body.
Drill inside.
"ah!"
Even Wang Kui had never felt this weird feeling in his previous life. What frightened him even more was that no matter how hard he struggled, his body was completely out of control. It was like boneless rotten meat and could only go limp.
The earth writhed in the bronze pot.
Abu saw that Wang Kui had completely integrated into the beast soul soup that he carefully prepared. He smiled arrogantly and said: "Quilio, it took you seven days and seven nights to cut off the head in the middle of the five-headed snake. I
I'm afraid that your son won't be able to bear it at all and will be directly annihilated in the violent beast soul, Jie Jie..."
Querio snorted calmly and said: "As the heir to the purest bloodline of Sparta, how can he inherit the glory of the God of War if he can't even bear this weak and broken beast soul. When Marama was born like this
The boy has not recovered even after three years, but he is the son who has gathered all our hopes, and he will definitely surpass me and become the most powerful Spartan warrior."
"Kratos, come here and help, insert these things one by one."
A woman wearing a coarse cloth shouted to Wang Kui, and at the same time she picked up a huge log with a sharpened top, walked firmly to the edge of the tribe, and inserted it into the hole dug in advance.
In previous construction sites, such huge and heavy logs had to be transported by trucks and cranes could be moved, but an ordinary Spartan woman could easily complete it with the strength of her own body.
Because they are often invaded by wild beasts, the tribes use huge logs to sharpen the edges and insert them into the ground to build primitive fences lined with barbs. Yesterday, an Erymanthus wild boar attacked and knocked down a piece of the fence.
It's riddled with holes.
Wang Kui took off the grizzly bear fur wrapped around his body and exposed his naked upper body. Although his body is only 4 or 5 years old, he can see the sharp-edged muscles. From the appearance alone, he looks like a strong young man.
Wang Kui carried a slightly smaller log with all his strength. He walked to the pothole step by step, and then smashed it in hard.
After the logs are inserted, a turbid thick slurry mixed with foul-smelling animal feces is used to fill the edges of the gaps. After drying, the logs will be firmly fixed in the holes.
"Kratos, you are so strong, you will definitely be the most powerful Spartan warrior in the future."
A girl who looked about 7 or 8 years old but was actually only 3 years old witnessed the whole process and said with admiration on her face.
"Hahaha, Akali has really good vision. You have to work hard to train your body, and then marry Kratos to give birth to stronger Spartan offspring for him." The woman casually wiped the sweat from her face, not saying anything.
He laughed without hesitation.
This Spartan girl named Akali, although she is still young, has fully demonstrated her Spartan blood. She has big and thick limbs, a rugged face, and a pair of innocent and bright eyes. However, she is similar to "beauty" in any case.
The word "embryo" has nothing to do with it.
Wang Kui said nothing and tried hard to pick up a log. Due to his lack of height, Wang Kui could only use his own body to hold up the log. The rough wooden thorns pierced his body, but they all broke, as if they were stabbed.
Tough leather in general.
Several similarly tall Spartan women were working nearby while staring at Wang Kui with bright eyes, focusing on his exposed chest and crotch from time to time, with meaningful smiles on their faces.
The tribal life of Sparta was full of primitive barbarism and roughness, but it was very simple. Adult men went out to hunt every day to obtain food. Spartan women were responsible for repairing fortifications damaged by wild beasts, curing bacon and storing other excess food.
Grain is reserved for winter use.
Since Wang Kui grew up much faster than Spartan children of the same age, his childhood was not as long as he imagined. In addition to the "domestic violence" that was already a daily task, he worked with the women in the tribe.
"Kratos, how did you practice today? Come and let me see if you have made any progress."
Wang Kui was so excited that he even threw away the smoked bacon he was holding. He turned around suddenly and saw his father, Querio, walking towards him with his arms crossed, twisting his neck from side to side and making cracking bones.
Misplaced sound.
Wang Kui's muscles tensed up, and he kicked off his feet and rushed forward quickly. His body kept changing directions on the road, trying to confuse his father's sight. At the same time, he clenched his right fist, preparing to deliver a heavy blow after successfully bullying him.
Querio laughed heartily, turning a blind eye to Wang Kuina's superb skills honed in his previous life. His big fist fell directly, shocking Wang Kui's heart, his movements stagnated, and he was immediately knocked to the ground.
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The famous King of Hell in his previous life became a meat chicken that was ravaged at will. No matter how much he resisted, he could never touch Querio. The strong body that was so tempered that it was not much different from his previous life was in front of Querio.
It was like paper, and the stinging pain of every punch could penetrate into the bone marrow, making Wang Kui grimace and unable to even cry out in pain.
After ravaging Wang Kui as usual, Quelio's mood seemed to be particularly high. He picked up Wang Kui with one hand like a chicken, strode out of the tribe, and walked directly towards the depths of the Gravel Mountains.