I became the Great Old One

With the arrival of the messenger.

The news that Agamemnon was going to conquer the Western Continent quickly spread throughout Winterfell.

Boom!

The door of the conference room was pushed open.

A tall, dark figure came in with the wind and snow.

The surging cold air made Achilles frown slightly, but after seeing the visitor, Achilles' expression relaxed a lot, and even a little smile appeared on his face.

"Kratos, how are you?" Achilles put down the letter in his hand and greeted the visitor.

Kratos has been practicing in Winterfell for ten years.

For the Dragonborn, ten years is not a long time, and for Kratos, who is the God King, it is nothing. But in the past ten years, Kratos has undergone tremendous changes.

His body is getting taller and taller, more than ten meters.

His whole body is covered with rock-like rough muscles, and his skin is covered with red flame stripes. The clear pupils are burning with a flame-like brilliance.

Even in the cold Arctic, Kratos's strong upper body was still naked, and his lower body was just wearing a leather skirt. His whole body was like a burning furnace, emitting amazing heat radiation.

"Achilles, my teacher. I'm fine, thank you for your teaching and care over the years."

Kratos sat in front of Achilles, bowed his head slightly, and saluted the tall dragon warrior in front of him to show his respect. Then, Kratos couldn't wait to say: "I heard that your king intends to start a war against the gods in the Western Continent?"

"Well, the news you got is correct."

Achilles said: "I heard that the cause of the incident was the loss of the Crown of Grania, and this matter was also supported by the two gods Quetzalcoatl and the Goddess of Wisdom."

"I want to go with you too!"

After the news was confirmed, Kratos' face suddenly showed an excited smile.

He laughed loudly, and the loud voice made the whole building tremble and shake constantly: "For more than ten years, I have been waiting for this day. Thinking of those enemies who once tortured me and imprisoned my mother sitting on the holy mountain of Olympus enjoying the sacrifices of mortals, I feel that my heart is tortured."

"Now, it's time. It's time to make those gods pay for the mistakes they made!" Kratos gritted his teeth and said.

The bloodshot in his eyes swelled, and the temperature of his body rose with the fluctuation of emotions.

Even the powerful Achilles standing beside him felt a little unbearable heat. It can be imagined that Kratos has grown to an amazing level at this time.

"Of course."

Achilles smiled and nodded. He said, "Although I don't know what the goddess's plan is, I think that with your strength, you will definitely play a decisive role in this war."

"That's good." Kratos stood up and patted Achilles on the shoulder. "In that case, I will go back and sharpen my battle axe. Thinking of the heads of the gods making a wailing sound under my battle axe, I feel that my emotions cannot be suppressed. Ah... hatred is such a sweet poison, only the blood of the gods can slightly calm my inner thirst."

"I have waited too long for this day."

After confirming the authenticity of the news, Kratos stood up and walked out the door.

He strode forward towards the wind and snow, constantly sighing, but at this moment, an unprecedented dizziness appeared in Kratos' consciousness.

"Puff!"

Kratos coughed.

Then he felt a sweet and hot liquid filling his mouth.

He put his hand over his mouth, then opened his palm and found that the rough gaps between his fingers were full of blood.

"What happened?"

Kratos was full of doubts.

But he had no time to think about the answer to the question.

A severe dizziness surged into his brain, and Kratos's tall body fell forward like a collapsed mountain. When his body touched the ground, a dull sound dispelled the white snow and echoed over the entire city.

"Kratos!"

Behind Kratos, Achilles looked at what was happening in front of him in disbelief and let out a panicked cry.

...

"What's going on?"

The fact that Kratos was seriously injured and unconscious quickly attracted the attention of Quetzalcoatl and Ergani.

Part of the spirituality of the two gods descended from the subspace into the physical universe and appeared in the empty hall as projections.

"I don't know much about it."

Facing Quetzalcoatl's question, Achilles was obviously a little nervous. However, he still relayed everything that had just happened to the two gods in front of him.

"This is the fourth generation of the God King in the prophecy. Even Typhon's physical fitness may not be as strong as his. How could he suddenly fall down?"

After hearing Achilles' description, Quetzalcoatl became even more confused.

There was even an expression of doubt on his face.

"The power in his body is out of balance." At this time, Ergani, who was silent, suddenly spoke. The goddess was kneeling beside Kratos, gently wiping the blood on Kratos' face with a white silk scarf.

"What does imbalance mean?" Quetzalcoatl asked thoughtfully, and Achilles also looked at the goddess.

"Kratos' birth is different from ours and the gods of the Western Continent. In essence, Kratos is a life shaped by Caius and our father. This gives him a broader talent and future, but also faces certain hidden dangers." Ergani explained: "His body is like a sophisticated war machine, and the two forces together construct the gears in it. When the structure of some gears changes, Kratos will suffer catastrophic consequences."

"In other words, the war between my father and Caius affected Kratos." Although Quetzalcoatl still didn't quite understand Ergani's metaphor, he still grasped the key points from the goddess' words.

"That's right." Ergani nodded.

"So, can Kratos recover?" Quetzalcoatl asked with some concern.

The Western Olympian pantheon is not an easy enemy to deal with, and there are hidden dangers lurking in the dark. In the camp of the Original Fire, Kratos is a key fighting force.

And now, the real war has not yet begun.

He had already lost a general, which cast a faint shadow over Quetzalcoatl's heart.

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