Greek Mythology: Evolution from monitor lizards

Chapter 43 The name of the taboo, and her face
"Hmm." Thanatos stepped out of the black cloud.

His appearance is morbidly beautiful, with dark eye sockets and pure white pupils.

He was thin and thin, and his skin was as pale as ashes.A head of short black hair fluttered in the air.

The upper body is naked, and the lower body is a black battle suit.

There is a pair of huge pure black wings behind him. The wings are spread out and are a thousand meters wide, holding a black sickle in his hand.

"Master Thanatos, are you also interested in this secret treasure of the abyss? I thought that with your wealth and wisdom, the treasure from the abyss is not worth mentioning to you."

"Heh." Thanatos rolled his white eyes and looked at Medea, there seemed to be no emotion in the divine voice.

Swipe——The bright red sword in Medea's hand dropped instantly and fell into the hands of Thanatos.

Medea's pupils trembled, then a smile appeared on her face, and she remained motionless.

Thanatos drew his sword and took a look.

"The boiling blood of giants, fused with their indomitable spirit, a sword naturally formed in the abyss."

"This kind of useless waste is worth fighting for."

Thanatos threw the sword back to Medea, who embraced it tightly in her arms.

Medea said: "Master Death God is powerful and revered. To you, these artifacts are mud on the ground, but to me they are shining gold."

Thanatos' white pupils stared at Medea: "Medea, your source of divine power has collapsed again."

"Your leaning magic lighthouse, I'm afraid it will soon sink into the sea."

Medea bit her lip and said nothing.

"That dragon slew my servant."

"Is it your mount?"

Tuscany raised the sickle in his hand, "It offends me, and it offends death."

"Its soul will suffer from the icy cold wind in the underworld for thousands of years."

boom!
A huge intent to die erupted from the sickle in Thanatos' hand!
In an instant, an extremely terrifying idea of ​​death emerged in Yang Qi's heart. Yang Qi felt that he was a helpless young bird in the rainstorm, and amidst the symphony of thunder and lightning, a dark and greedy snake appeared in the bird's nest. Going up, looking at himself greedily, he opened his bloody mouth wide!
"Pfft——" Dragon blood gushed out of Yang Qi's mouth, and the dragon blood sprinkled all over the sea of ​​undead, forming a huge red crystal gemstone, floating on the sea surface, reflecting a coquettish red light.

All the dragon scales around him made a crackling sound, and a thick green mist burst out, resisting the meaning of death.

boom!
Thanatos raised the sickle in his hand, and the meaning of death turned into countless black beams of light, soaring to the sky, condensing into a huge black sky, and suppressing Yang Qi!

Ka - Yang Qi felt that his keel was about to be crushed by the black sky!
This kind of terrifying divine power is completely beyond Yang Qi's imagination!

"This is the righteous god of Olympus—as expected! His divine power is so terrifying, it is by no means comparable to that of Blighted Son and Triton!"

"No wonder Medea once said that Triton is one of the weakest gods of Olympus!"

Yang Qi seemed to see the scene where his keel was crushed and the sea was covered with flesh and blood. Suddenly, an extremely murderous killing intent and violent aura erupted!

He himself didn't know why, maybe the fear was suppressed to the limit, and it would turn into hostility, or it was the nature of the dragon, and a huge World Tree appeared behind him, and the World Tree burst into the mouth of the dragon. In the middle, Yang Qi opened his mouth, facing the suppressed sky, spewing out waves of green light!
boom! ! !
The [-]-meter wave of light surged upwards, unexpectedly withstood the suppression of the sky, the dark sky stopped, and a shocking roar erupted.

"what?!"

Thanatos' complexion changed, his pale pupils burst into brilliance, and he swept towards Yang Qi.

"Demigod? How can a demigod do it?!"

Thanatos is the seventh rank of the upper god, and Yang Qi has just been promoted to a demigod, and there are two full ranks in the middle.

"Roar! Roar!" Yang Qi roared crazily, his eyes were blood red.

"Like a mad dog." Thanatos' face was livid, and his divine power was concentrated from the sickle, and he was about to swing the sickle to chop it down. With this blow, Yang Qi had no chance of surviving, and he would definitely die!
"Please forgive me, Lord Tuscany!" Swipe—Medea grabbed Thanatos's sharp sickle, and blood flowed from her palm.

"It's my mount. I didn't discipline it well. It's my responsibility." Medea tried her best to hold back the pain. "In the name of my mother, Hecate, please spare it."

"Don't mention that name again!" Suddenly, Thanatos turned his head, and his pale pupils turned into huge maggots, stretching out from the pupils, and opened their terrifying mouthparts. roared at Medea.

"That's a taboo name!"

"Yes, yes." Medea showed despair and fear on her face, she was trembling all over, but her hand was still firmly holding the sickle.

"Medea, just because the forbidden name is my sister, and you are her daughter, you can keep your face in front of me!"

"Otherwise, your head is already in a different place, and your body has been bitten by countless dead flies!"

"Sir Thanatos' reputation and kindness to me, Medea will always remember in her heart." Medea suppressed her fear and despair, and still firmly grasped his sickle.

"Please forgive my offense. You can change Medea's fate with just one thought in your heart." Medea was full of pleading, "Please be merciful. Please show me a little mercy."

"..." Thanatos stared at Medea's dark, empty eye sockets, disheveled clothes, and bloodstained face, and sighed.

The anger on his face gradually faded, "I don't know, what would happen to you if Heka—if she was still here."

"Maybe you won't be so crazy."

"At least I won't go to great lengths for this low-level artifact."

"Lord Thanatos, thank you for your mercy!" Medea showed joy on her face, she let go of her hand, and bowed.

"You have to cherish yourself. Other than that, I can't help you too much." Thanatos turned his head and looked at Yang Qi in the distance.

He waved his sickle, and the black sky disappeared immediately.

Pfft!
At the moment when the sky disappeared, Yang Qi couldn't stand it anymore and fell into the sea.

The verdant tide of light spouting from the mouth disappeared, and the world tree in the source of divine power was extremely dim, almost withered.

"Dalong! Are you okay!" Medea looked anxious.

"He's fine." Thanatos said slowly, "Is it really your mount?"

"Its divine power is far stronger than yours, and I feel that there is an unusual divine power in it, as if it did not come from this world."

"Yes, it is my mount."

"..." Thanatos was silent for a moment, "There is a phantom of the World Tree in the source of divine power of that dragon."

"That is the source of divine power from ancient times, the source of life from the fusion of the source of heaven, the source of earth, and the two."

"Even though it's still weak..."

Thanatos sighed as the wings flapped on his back. "Medea, you have too many secrets, I won't ask any more."

"But you must cherish yourself. I can faintly see the threads of your fate—they are dark and chaotic, and they emit a hissing sound, which is extremely terrifying."

"Yes."

"Then, now." Thanatos raised the scythe in his hand, "You can understand."

Medea nodded, "Yes."

Poof, the blade of the sickle pierced Medea's collarbone.

Medea looked pained.

The blood of the gods flowed out, and she clenched the crown tightly, not moving.

puff!

Thanatos's sickle pierced fiercely into the collarbone, sinking several inches. Medea's face was pale, and her divine body shook without making a sound.

"This is what I have to do. Because if I don't, I won't be able to explain to Lord Pluto."

"Yes." Medea lowered her head, her hair hanging down.

Thanatos pulled out the scythe, "This is your punishment. Your wounds will be bitten by dead flies for a thousand years."

"Yes. Thank you for your kindness." Countless black maggots appeared on Medea's white collarbone, and they opened their mouths, constantly gnawing on flesh and blood.

"Since your mount killed the Son of Wither, you are the lord of the Wither Garden from now on."

"Take up your responsibilities. Don't let Lord Hades and Queen Hades down."

"Yes." Medea replied slowly, trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)