Chapter 582: The value of experiments, the significance of experiments
"It will take a few more minutes..." Hermes pursed his lips, "Can you move him out first? Repair it outside?"
"And Uncle Poseidon, please come down first." Hermes waved, "It's very tiring to stand up there. Doesn't the consumption of divine power count as consumption?"
Poseidon, Hestia:......
Hestia had no choice but to pick up Ocean and walked out of the cabin.
"Oshen——" Lu Silan wanted to follow him out, but was grabbed by an arm.
It's Lemony.
"Lemoni, Oceant—"
"Stop talking for now. Ocean is most likely not in danger now." Lemony kept following Ocean with his eyes, showing a rare expression other than calm.
Now, he was gritting his teeth unwillingly.
Lu Silan looked at Lemoni blankly: "You..."
"Although I am very unwilling to do so, but - if we go up now, we will only cause trouble, and maybe Ocean's life will be in danger. So, Luslango, restrain yourself and trust Mr. Hermes and Hestia."
The people of Yada can protect Ocean's life, but there is nothing we can do, nothing we can do——"
Jimia and Luslan were both silent.
Lemony... you're right.
They can only watch now, and they must... watch.
Aga looked at what was happening in front of him with trembling eyes, a little confused, but also felt extremely sad.
Hestia placed Ocean on the ground, and Poseidon calmed the huge waves, stepped on the shore, and came to the side of Hermes and Hestia.
He looked at his son who was lying on the ground, with short blue hair and strong muscles. His face...had an undisguised murderous intent.
After establishing extracorporeal circulation, Ocean's condition has actually stabilized.
He had regained a little consciousness and felt the severe pain in his chest. He didn't want to say anything.
Looking vaguely at the tall and majestic Poseidon standing next to him, Ocean felt a little ridiculous.
Sure enough, I guessed you right, Poseidon.
Although you are my father, you have only met my son once.
But this side is enough for me to realize what kind of god you are.
The most ruthless, indifferent god, and the least likely to be understood by humans, is Poseidon.
How sad, Poseidon...
Ocean looked at his father mockingly and lost consciousness again.
Hermes looked at Ocean, sighed silently, stretched out one of his fingers, and also pressed it on Ocean's chest.
Divine Core Link, Divine Core Inspire...
Hermes' chest shone with gray light.
Hestia was a little surprised: "Your divine core is actually carried by a humanoid entity?"
Hermes nodded and said nothing.
On Ocean's chest, blue light appeared again.
"God Core..." Poseidon saw the blue bead, his face serious.
No wonder, no wonder his divine authority has been shaken.
His own son actually condensed the divine core.
The divine core actually represents a kind of authority, authority over things in charge.
The authority of the sea is in the hands of its own four divine cores, and it is originally unshakable.
But...a new, unfamiliar, but very similar divine core was born.
This also means the snatching of authority.
Hermes touched Ocean's divine core.
Then--
Click.
A gray shackle appeared on the divine core.
"Restrict his divine core, and you should feel relieved."
Ocean, I can only do this.
Just as Hermes finished thinking, he saw Poseidon extending his hand.
Click.
A dark blue shackle also appeared on this incompletely condensed divine core.
"For the sake of safety, let's do this." Poseidon said, holding his chest.
Hermes:......
Brother, there is really nothing I can do about this.
After removing his divine core, Hermes stood up: "So, are you relieved now?"
Poseidon nodded.
He didn't quite believe that Ocean could break through the blockade imposed by the two gods.
He sighed and turned away.
"Sometimes, I really wish I had never had this son."
After saying this, he controlled the waves to roll to the shore, and his body disappeared in the waves.
Feeling the fluctuations of Poseidon's divine power gradually disappearing from his perception, Hermes sighed heavily.
"I'm already healed." Hestia stood up from the ground, removed the simulated heart she had just processed, and reconnected the blood vessels to the repaired heart.
"Tell me what you want to explain to me, Hermes." Hestia patted the hem of her skirt and felt a little bad.
To say it's very bad is an understatement.
After receiving the instructions from the great god and coming here, I was at a loss the whole time, and then I saw a scene that was extremely nonsense.
Demigods can actually produce divine cores?
Unheard of.
No, I’ve never seen a creature like a demigod before?
That’s not right, that’s really unheard of, right?
Then, the arrival of Poseidon interrupted this miraculous moment.
"Aunt Hestia, I want to ask you a question first, is that okay?" Hermes didn't look back, he just looked at the sea and opened his eyes.
What's hidden is disgust.
"What do you think of what Poseidon just did?"
"...What do you mean?" Hestia frowned.
"Can you answer me?" Hermes sighed.
"...It seems like something a god would do." Hestia commented cautiously.
"Yes, only gods would do this." Hermes smiled and shook his head.
He turned around and looked at Hestia.
"Hestia, I know what your attitude is. Instead of living in Dodona, you have more contact with humans. You should... have the same [human heart] as me."
Hestia remained silent.
"Oshen is an experiment, but his meaning is more than an experiment." Hermes leaned down, looked at Ocean's pale and weak appearance, with his eyes closed, and gently stroked his hair.
"The value he can create and the facts he can prove are much more than you think. So, can I ask you... to join forces with me?" Hermes said to Hestia
Ya stretched out her hand.
"......what do you want to say?"
"Oshen is the product of gods and humans. That is to say, he can be a human or a god, but in the end... he will only be a human."
Hermes' eyes narrowed.
"After all, there is a gap between gods and humans, but there is someone who may be able to make this gap disappear."
"It is undoubtedly sad for gods to have no human heart. This is the result of my calculation. Although it may not be correct, I will treat it as correct."
"This person is Ocean." Hermes pointed at Ocean with a smile on his face.