Greek Mythology: Evolution from monitor lizards

Chapter 47 Showdown Despair, Dragon's Descent

"Medea. The divine dew feast is ready, come and eat." Hecate said with a smile.

"It's already this time, what are you pretending for?" Medea gritted her teeth.

Hecate showed a surprised expression, "Medea, what are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I said."

Hecate shook her head, her face was as gentle as water, "Medea, are you unhappy? No matter what problem you have, you can tell me."

Medea looked ferocious and roared angrily, "I have nothing to tell you! Get out!"

"..." The gentle and peaceful face stared at Medea, and then her head began to turn back.

The second head turned to the front, her gaze was gloomy and cold, her eyes were blood red, her face was covered with thick green scales, and she stretched out her bright red snake tongue.

Her divine voice is undeniably cold and majestic.

"Medea, as the daughter of the gods and the priest of the three-phase temple, you should respect your goddess, the god you worship."

"Your words, deeds and actions have seriously offended the god of Olympus, your goddess."

"Now—stand up and come out with me."

"Haha...hahaha..." Medea's eyes were a little crazy, and she laughed crazily, "Has she finally revealed her true colors? This hypocritical performance has been going on for so long, is it finally time to end?"

"Nearly all the creatures in the underworld know it! They all know it!" Medea roared, "I still want to play with you, until when?"

Hecate smiled.

Stab it!

The terrifying golden light shone in the temple, and Medea saw that she was holding a thunder chain in her hand.

Hecate ruthlessly pulled the chain on her hand, and with a bang, a goddess was dragged into the temple, and she fell to the ground fiercely, her neck being clasped by the golden chain.

Her hands were also bound by golden chains, and there were several huge wounds on her wrists, dripping with divine blood, some of which had already been blackened and carbonized.

"Ah!" The goddess screamed and fell to the ground, it was Circe.

"Sister!" Medea's heart trembled, she wanted to pounce on it, but she didn't dare, and suddenly coughed violently, vomited blood, and her face was pale.

"Sister..." Circe raised her head, she smiled miserably, "I'm causing you trouble...but I really can't resist...Ah!!!"

Suddenly, the chains around her neck burst into dazzling golden light, and she twitched violently and rolled on the ground.

"My God... My God..." Medea's eyes shed a line of tears, and she stared blankly at Circe.

Circe struggled desperately on the ground until the golden thunder no longer shone.

"Sister...you, are you okay..." Medea trembled, almost unable to stand up.

After a while, Circe slowly raised her head, her red hair withered and blackened, she smiled miserably: "Sister...let's stop here. Don't resist anymore...it's pointless. Perhaps, this is our fate .”

"What?!" Suddenly, Medea's face became ferocious, "It's meaningless? Then what are we living for? Then what is the meaning of my existence for a long time?"

Medea gritted her silver teeth and clucked: "Have you been waiting for death since birth? When I was born, the source of my divine power shone throughout the underworld, the rose-golden sea gently churned, and a huge divine lighthouse stood on it , soared into the sky, and then gradually collapsed since then..."

"Huh, Huh" Medea breathed violently, as if she was about to be out of breath, "For a long time, to recover my source of divine power and take revenge on Olympus has been my goal, the only meaning of my existence !"

"Now, haha, it turns out that the source of my divine power was fake from the beginning..."

"Is there no point in taking revenge on Olympus... Ha... Ha..." Medea breathed violently, her face was red and purple, "If my sister insists on saying that, then we are no longer sisters!"

boom!
The source of divine power appeared behind Medea, and the lighthouse had long since disappeared. The greasy and dirty sea of ​​blood flowed slowly like congealed grease, exuding a rancid smell.

"Sister, don't... I didn't mean that, there is still the last chance to turn back... Sister, don't be self-willed anymore, obey the rule of Olympus, maybe we will have a decent ending, please... "

Circe raised her head, her face was full of tears, and she crawled over step by step, the thunder chains that bound her hands were shining continuously.

"Sister, we still have a chance to turn back, it's now...don't fight anymore..."

"No! You stop!" Medea clenched the wand tightly in her hand, with a faint light shining on it, she screamed: "Don't come near me again!!"

"Close your eyes and look at the source of your divine power. Your divine power is not even as good as the weakest beast god... Are you still unwilling to obey the orders of your mother of gods?" Hecate smiled, and she took a step forward. As he approached one step at a time, astonishing divine power erupted from his entire body.

"How long are you going to pretend to be a ghost! You are not my goddess at all!" Medea's face was pale, she roared crazily, but was forced by Hecate's footsteps to retreat step by step, and soon forced to the corner of the hall. corner.

"Medea, you are very disobedient and need to be disciplined." Hecate smiled, her third head turned around, her eyeballs rolled outwards, her bright red tongue stuck out, showing an exaggerated and weird smile .

Hecate raised the dark green dagger in his hand.

"Medea, your last chance, give yourself a decent ending."

"Save me... save me... save me..." Medea was covered in chaff, holding the hell dog tightly in her arms, knelt down helplessly, and looked desperately at the attacking Heka Intuit.

"Woof! Woah! Woof!" The Hell's two-headed dog's eyes were blood red, and its body exploded with amazing power. It barked crazily at Hecate, showing its sharp teeth.

"Who save me...Dalong...Dalong, save me..." Medea murmured in her heart, and then she suddenly screamed, "Dalong, save me! Save me!"

"I don't want to die here. The source of divine power is shattered. The death is unclear and full of humiliation. Come quickly, save me! Save me!"

boom! ! !
Then the world shone with endless green brilliance, and endless green grass and flowers bloomed on the desolate land of the underworld.

The force field of life vibrated in the air, and the green mist covered the sky and the sun.

Amidst the thousands of grand sights, a sublime dragon landed down.

boom!
The earth trembled, and his power was so great that it shattered Medea's palace, sending stones flying.

"Dalong, you are here! Save me! Save me!" Medea showed ecstasy, she turned her head, and wanted to run towards Yang Qi.

Suddenly, she was shaken all over and froze in place.

"Dalong...why are you...not moving? It seems...dead?"

Medea saw that Yang Qi's eyes were full of confusion. He looked at himself, as if he was full of sympathy, as if he didn't care about her life or death, and as if he didn't look at her at all.

The dragon just stood there, motionless.

"What's wrong with you...Dalong? What's wrong with you?"

"You don't want to talk to me anymore?"

Medea was holding the two-headed dog in her arms, her divine body was shaking, and her face was incredulous.

(End of this chapter)