Zeus does not want to be the king of gods in Greece

"he......"

Hercules understood the answer to this question, the wild beasts that lost their prey would only look for the next prey, and Nemea, who was troubled by the demon nature, had only one best prey at this time - human beings.

"Nimia prefers to contact humans because of the reminder of his body, but being in contact with humans for too long will stimulate the demonic nature in his body. Even so, he has never done anything to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Because he aspires to be a hero in his heart."

Hercules understood Nemea's insistence.

"So? People who admire heroes are going to kill those he protects now, because you escaped."

"It's not like this......"

"How is that?"

Hercules couldn't answer Zeus' question.

"What should I do?"

Hercules looked at his hands, obviously his strength hadn't weakened at all, but he could clearly feel his own weakness, a feeling of powerlessness that only weak people have.

"The noble man is about to fall into the abyss, but you turn around and leave instead of stopping it. In fact, you already know what to do."

"Kill him? But what is the standard for the gods to let the monster rise to the sky to become a constellation is not clear at all. If I kill him now, will it cut off the possibility of him becoming a constellation?"

"You finally told the reason."

Yes, that's the real reason for Hercules.

Nemea is a noble and powerful person. If such a person cannot become a constellation in the sky, then who can become a constellation?

"There are actually two conditions for becoming a constellation in the sky. One is kindness, and the other is popularity. Nemea's kindness is obvious to all, and his popularity can be achieved by you."

"I?"

Hercules wondered what Nemea's fame had to do with him.

"Strength is a relative existence. For example, if I ask you now, why is Gorgon strong?"

There are actually many answers to Zeus's question. For example, she is the "child" of Typhon, and she has the strongest petrified magic eye, but there is only one reason that people think of first.

"She was a monster that Perseus slew with all his might."

Hercules vaguely sensed what Zeus was going to say.

"It turns out that the strong and the weak are mutual achievements. There are always stronger people in the world, and there are always weaker people in this world. I was suppressed by Ares, but no one thought I was weak. Because my opponent is Ares, if I am strong enough..."

Hercules figured it out that Nemea's fame as the first of his twelve trials depended not on the present, but on the future Hercules.

If the future Hercules is unknown, then no one will know everything about Nemea, but if Hercules becomes a hero comparable to Perseus, then Nemea who was killed by him will have enough of popularity.

If the two conditions of kindness and popularity are met, then there is only...

"I make a promise."

Zeus gave an answer, although it was only a few words, with countless explanations, but at this moment Zeus only meant one thing.

Become a great hero, and Nemea can also become a constellation in the sky.

Is it just that you can trust the other party? A person who didn't even tell him his name, does this make Hercules believe it?

"I gave you the power to choose."

Zeus said so, but in Hercules' view, he had no right to choose at all.

His character forced him to move in the direction expected by the gods, this ability to turn words into infinite weight, and the identity of the person in front of him had already given Hercules some guesses.

"Do I really have a choice?"

"Of course, you leave now. I can also discuss with Hera about canceling the next trial. You can live an ordinary life and don't cause trouble. Nemea can be resolved by me."

Although it is a pity that Hercules is no longer a great hero who is famous all over the world, but as a great-grandfather, it is not bad to see his great-grandson live a happy and ordinary life.

"Nanimia..."

"It's going to die, it's just death."

Zeus understood Nemea's kindness, so he gave Nemea a chance, but Zeus couldn't turn Nemea into a constellation because of Nemea's kindness, because there is not enough popularity, Nemea is just a tree without roots. Source of water, the resurrection is just a flash in the pan.

"Please tell me where Nemea is."

Hercules made a decision, he was going to kill Nemea, before he could do something that Nemea would never have done otherwise.

"All the way to the west, the stars will give you the direction to go, but Hercules, you have to understand that the hardship of the trial is not the only one, this is just the first trial."

"But do I have a choice?"

Hercules just left such a sentence, and ran towards the west without looking back.

"Well, Hercules is also your great-grandson after all, is it necessary for the first trial to be so difficult?"

Dionysus poked his head out from the side, originally thought that the Twelve Trials was an action to gild Hercules, but he didn't expect Zeus to play it for real.

"I didn't do anything. If I did anything, it would be to make Heralex understand the importance of friends."

"friend?"

"Yeah, that guy never had anyone he could call a friend."

Zeus looked at the back of Hercules going away, and remembered Hercules' last words.

"You have always had a choice, and that is whether you consider Nemea a friend."

With the character of Hercules, it is absolutely impossible to ignore friends, especially Nemea can be said to be the special existence of Hercules' first friend.

Chapter 260 Four Lions and Beasts, Withered

"Has Hercules gone?"

In the hazy space of consciousness, although Nemea has no way to control his body, he can still feel what happened.

He naturally understood that Hercules did not leave because of cowardice, and Hercules wanted to save him, but then he would do the last thing he wanted to do.

"Who's going to stop me?"

Nemea sincerely prayed, hoping that someone would stop him, hope that someone would kill him, if God really loves people, then please bring a real hero.

"Boom"

Something hit the ground, and even Nemea, who was controlled by demonic nature, stopped. It was a feeling of being targeted by a powerful threat.

This pressure made him stop, and he turned his head to look at the place where the pressure was behind him, as if a person with a sense of oppression like a mountain came.

"Sorry, I let you down."

Hercules said so, but this time he will never run away, but will make up his mind.

"I've come to kill you, Nemea."

The stone ax in his hand had already stored enough power, with a blow of inertia, strength and determination, he slammed past.

Faced with such an attack, Nemea's madness was even stronger, he didn't even dodge, but faced up to the difficulty and planned to strangle Hercules before Hercules' attack hit him first.

Too bad Hercules was faster than him.

"boom"

The first hit was the first to hit. Although Hercules' chest was also bloodied by Nemea's claws, this blow still hit Nemea, whose defense was no longer perfect.

"Boom"

The earth sank directly, and a big pit with a diameter of five meters was directly smashed out with Nemea as the center. This kind of force made the Dionysus Tianling Gai on the side a little chilly.

Had Hercules known that he had spread many rumors, the blow just now might have fallen on his head.

"It's so pitiful. Facing my first friend, the final ending turned out to be swords and swords."

Zeus looked at his great-grandson sympathetically. Are the twelve trials too difficult for Hercules?

But for a real hero, his road will never be smooth sailing. Joy, glory, and victory are just one side of a hero. Sadness, parting, and failure are also the responsibilities that a hero needs.

Hercules, are you ready?

......

Why is it so?

Why should I kill a noble man?

At this moment, Hercules inexplicably understood, people's aversion to killing, why so many people hate themselves when they only increase their killings.

Because Hercules hates himself very much now.

Nemea's defense is no longer invincible, and it is no match for Hercules in this state.

Wounds appeared on Nemea's body one by one, which stimulated Nemea's wildness, the more frenzied, the more flawed, the more Hercules gained the upper hand, and finally...

"boom"

The large stone ax hit Nemea's head directly, the ax shattered and Nemea lay on the ground, the fur on his body faded and the ferocious lion turned into a blond boy.

It's just that this blond-haired boy is no longer as valiant as before, and the wounds on his body are overflowing with blood, and he will soon die on the spot.

"Nemia? Have you recovered?"

Although Hercules was surprised, he didn't step forward to check immediately, and his joy didn't lower his vigilance, which is what a good warrior should do.

"Hercules, thank you for not asking me to do such a thing, but time is running out so let's continue."

Nemea stood up tremblingly, he obviously didn't intend to end like this, he would continue to fight.

"Enough of Nemea, we should now..."

"It's useless. If Typhon's magic can be suppressed so easily, why did Medusa become Gorgon? Why should the gods worry about us Typhon'children?"

Nemea smiled wryly, and at the same time watched his black blood permeate into the earth. Even these remnants of magic will crazily pollute the underground spiritual veins of Greece. This is where Typhon, known as the ancestor of demons, is really difficult.

"If you want to become a constellation in the sky, you must have enough popularity. We just need to think of a way to suppress the demonic nature..."

"There is no way, I have suppressed it for many years, and another way to increase popularity, in fact, you already know it, Hercules."

Nemea naturally understands that as long as the person who kills him is strong enough, then his defeated opponent can gain enough popularity, just like how Perseus and Gorgon complement each other.

"Come on, the battle is not over yet, we have been entangled for such a long time, even the gods with a long lifespan will get tired of seeing it."

"Are you sure I can be 100% a hero? Nemea."

Hercules didn't know where Nemea's self-confidence came from.

"You got Hercules wrong, the thing I want to do most now is not to be a constellation at all, but to die before I make a big mistake, this is my last sanity, before I am still me, not a crazy lion Finish me before and give me the dignity I deserve."

The words of Nemea have been spoken to this point, and all the words of Hercules are pale, the trials of the gods, the entrustment of friends, and his own personality, everything pushes him in one direction, if there is anything in this world If something can be called fate, then Hercules at this time is a person who is manipulated by fate.

Fate will always give you a choice, but in fact you have no choice at all.

"Okay, but before that."

Hercules lifted the half-broken stone ax in his hand and directly pierced his body, and at this moment, Hercules severely injured himself.

"You have your persistence, I have my pride, if you are facing an irrational beast, I don't have to do anything, but you are Nemea, you are...my friend, I will never Do things that are dangerous to you."

Although there was only half of the stone ax left, it pierced into his body under the powerful blessing of Hercules, destroying his internal organs.

If this kind of injury fell on a normal person, he might have died, but for a strong person like Hercules, although it can be called a serious injury, it can't be regarded as an immediate death.

A mere mortal injury, I, Hercules, can do this kind of thing too.

"Yes, our persistence and pride have brought us to this point. If I could die, I wouldn't be here today. But some things are impossible to give up. Let's continue."

They are obviously scarred and scarred, but at this moment, their will and momentum have reached their respective peaks. The extremely strong fighting spirit is pushing the broken body, and they will never fall down until they kill each other.

When fists collided with each other, their pure fighting spirit blasted into each other's body with their own will, it was a sound that only they could hear.

"You can obviously become a hero, why would you give up your life so easily?"

"Compared to the dream of becoming a hero, I still don't want to hurt those humans I once protected. If I kill those people I once protected because of my rampage, then my life will become a complete joke .”

Nemea's answer is very straightforward, not only for others but also for himself, without pure selflessness but still noble.

"I can't be the hero you're talking about."

Hercules is well aware of his nature, and it is really difficult for him to become the ideal hero of Nemea.

"No one is born a hero. Even as a monster, I am working hard, and you can do it. As long as you want to do it, you can become a hero."

Nemea understands that Hercules has changed. Although they haven't been in contact for a long time, it must be known that Hercules was originally just a boy who was too selfish to be rescued by passers-by.