Greek Mythology: I Opened A Treasure Chest At Olympus

Look at the red giant being knocked down by a wooden stick as small as a toothpick.

In the depths of the ocean, Amphitrite and Terry are the same sea gods, and they are dumbfounded.

The contrast of this picture is too great, a small wooden stick can kill a powerful Guigantes.

You must know that this is the servant of fate, and each one can be compared to the special giant of the powerful Lord God!

The moment they lost their minds, the brown-haired young man who was holding a wooden stick fell from the sky, but he snorted and stepped on the fallen Guigantes with great resentment.

"What, it blows so hard that it collapses all at once."

The golden eyes of Phobos behind him flashed.

Just when Hercules landed on the head of Guigantes, an obscure and inexplicable force appeared in it.

That power seems to originate from the stick, and it seems to originate from Hercules himself.

Roar!

Sensing that their companions had been knocked down, the remaining Gui "Three Seven Zeros" Gantes rushed towards Hercules with a roar of anger.

"Come on, you big guys!

Hercules grinned, waving the dark wooden stick in his hand.

Before the Guigantes came, he rushed into them.

Snapped!

The swarthy wooden stick slapped and hit a Guigantes in the abdomen.

This Guigantes, just like the previous one, fell to the sea with a bang and lost its breath.

"Well, I can understand if you beat your head to death, but you can't do it if you suck your stomach, it's too brittle.

Hercules was stunned, a little puzzled.

But this doubt quickly disappeared, and with the death of the two companions, the remaining Guigantes were extremely angry.

The red light on their bodies bloomed richly, and the power they radiated shook the world.

The surrounding sea was instantly caused by waves of tsunamis, and countless waves splashed endlessly.

"Are you finally willing to make a real move?"

There was no fear in Hercules' eyes, but excitement.

The overwhelming tsunami has no way to make this young man who is determined to become the greatest hero fear.

Instead, it inspired his will to fight.

Swish!

With his vindictive energy blooming, Hercules also brought his own bloodline power from Zeus to the extreme.

Swinging a wooden stick in his hand, he rushed towards the tsunami that rolled in layers in front of him, riding the wind and waves.

Roar!

A tall giant bathed in the most intense red glow rushed over first, and his strength was extremely sturdy.

When the fist slammed down, the void was smashed to pieces.

The gods in the world who were disturbed by the movement here couldn't help but sweat for Hercules.

Compared with Guigantes, who was as tall as a mountain, he was considered a sturdy body among humans, and he was like an ant, which was extremely small.

It seems that the other party can press him to death as long as he stretches out a finger.

But when Nagicantes' fist fell, Hercules leaped high.

The dark wooden stick in his hand slammed into the opponent's palm.

boom!

Incredible scene reappeared.

The Guigantes, with a strong red glow and a tall mountain, fell into the vast sea in shock after being hit.

Quietly like falling asleep.

But every god can feel that the breath of life in his body has completely disappeared.

He fell.

He was knocked lightly on the palm of his hand by a wooden stick the size of a toothpick, and he fell.

The gods were astonished and silent.

Phobos, who was not far away, had a gleam in his eyes.

Just now, that inexplicable force appeared again.

And he also found the source of the other party.

That is from the body of Hercules, but after entering the dark wooden stick, it becomes even more majestic.

But what kind of power can easily kill the Guigantes who are stronger than ordinary main gods?

Even in the original, if you want to kill a main god, although it is easy, you have to make some moves.

And the Decantes are here with Hercules.

It was as if, as long as his stick fell, they were doomed to fall.

The two seem to form a simple and crude causal chain.

The stick is drawn on them as the cause, and the fall of Guigantes is the result.

As long as the cause occurs, the effect will inevitably appear.

It's like a fate.

While Phobos pondered, Hercules kept moving.

He rushed into the midst of the Decantes, and slapped the black stick in his hand.

clap clap! clap clap!

Accompanied by a crisp thrashing sound, the light and shadow of the wooden stick flickered, and all the powerful Guigantes fell to the surface of the sea.

Like a slumbering baby, all of them lost their breath of life.

All the gods who saw this scene were shocked and silent.

The scene is too weird, there are quite a lot of Guigantes.

Each of them is comparable to the existence of a powerful main god, and together, even the original god can fight.

It's all just dead....

Was killed by a descendant of gods and mortals, with an unremarkable wooden stick, a few slaps?

It is difficult for the gods to accept such a picture.

It's so absurd, so weird.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.

Hercules himself was unaware of this.

After throwing down all the guigantes, he put away his stick and came to Phobos with his head.

"Didn't you say that these big and tall people are all very powerful, why are they empty and scary, is that woman playing tricks on us?

Forbes looked at him deeply for a while, then smiled:

"It's not that they are not powerful, it's just that in front of you, the greatest hero in the world, no matter how powerful the monster is, it's just a few sticks."

A smug smile appeared on Hercules' face.

"That's right, let's go back to the woman and see what the last two items are, it's best to give us a little bit of difficulty.

Use her imagination, don't always do such simple and easy things, who do you look down on?"

With his mouth wide open, he rudely hooked Phobos' shoulders, his body condensed armor with wings, and flew into the sky.

This picture fell into the eyes of the gods, but the corners of their mouths twitched.

Now all the gods know that this blond boy known as the Son of Light is actually an incarnation of the great new god-king.

How dare this brown-haired boy be so impolite, if he were to change to the previous god king, he should give him lightning strikes.

But then again, it seems that this fellow 4.4 is also the son of the former God King, and is considered a brother to the current new God King.

There seems to be nothing wrong with the brothers hanging on their shoulders.

When their thoughts were chaotic, the highest point of New Olympus was in the Palace of the God King that had just been built.

Apollo, surrounded by brilliant light, suddenly opened his eyes.

The golden eyes seem to pass through time and space, staring at the boundless world and the distant future.

The past, the present and the future are all under the gaze of these eyes.

In the empty temple, he sighed softly:

"Hercules, the one chosen by fate.

You may not have killed the Decantes, but they have merged with you.

Looking down at the newly forged throne, feeling the delicate patterns on it, he suddenly said again:

"The last two items are still to come, Pandora, the song of destiny that you single-handedly composed, will finally usher in its final climax. 35