Greek and Roman Mythology

Poseidon's words strike his tongue.

"Eww, you have to be reasonable. What kind of power does a human have?"

"But can't you see that kind of power is a natural ability?"

"I don't think so. Natural ability is right. The last time I took Cerberus alive with Hercules, there was something far less powerful about it."

"Yes, power is too much for the human body. If it was power, it would have accumulated weight and accumulated weight and collapsed."

Zeus frowns a little.

"But don't you have any doubts? Isn't that progress terrifying enough to call it a natural ability?"

"Humans, then, who die in a hundred years. Let's say you use your powers. How many years do you think you'll live, 10, 20 years? Even if humans could differ in power, the odds are extremely low and it must consume lives, but it can't be used for threats like that. It won't be a big deal. Don't worry."

"He's just a talented young man. He meets many acts and develops his natural abilities to get to that extent."

After Hades and Poseidon denied Zeus's words, Zeus also tilted his head.

It is too much power to call it a natural ability, but it lacks something more than 2% in power.

This is because the blessings of the gods and the blessings of Artemis held together the power of the rebellion of the currents.

Those who do not know such facts can say such things just because they have not experienced the power to look great, but have not experienced it directly.

This is pride.

"And no one but kneels before your lightning."

When Poseidon speaks to Zeus, Zeus considers whether he's mistaken, and finally nods his head over and over again at Poseidon and Hades' injustice.

Then, smiling at their compliments, he muttered, "My lightning is a little strong..."

"Well..."

However, as if something was still suspicious, Zeus blinks dazed at the sight of the tidal wave sitting on his golden chair.

Unlike Zeus, Hera, who was sitting right next to him, was greatly excited by the current I had seen for a long time.

'Oh my, I think it's getting better by the day.'

On the outside, he was dazzled by the graceful appearance of the current.

And she wrote down the bottom, remembering when she was raped in front of countless women in the Amazon.

If I just imagined that I was excited, I slit my eyebrow and milk leaked from both of my breasts.

After I broke up with Zeus, I slept with him once, but I didn't feel much satisfaction.

Zeus felt obligated to have sex with Hera, and she felt rather discontented by the sex.

When I was doing currents, I groaned earnestly and felt like I was going crazy in my beating heart, but when I was with Zeus, I did not have that kind of rhythm.

The overflowing mouthwaters just poured out like wilderness.

It's been a long time since Hera was so excited, sighing sweetly.

These symptoms were not just for Hera.

All the goddesses who had once held onto the currents reminded their cheeks red, imagining them like Hera.

Everyone knew this was a vacancy, so they would have started masturbating if it were their temple.

Among them, the most difficult was Athena.

It was her who was the most difficult thing to be excited about when she only wore panties and brassieres.

Athena also felt like her vagina was leaking out a little bit like Hera and her nipples would be erected as quickly as a man.

She, the goddess of war and wisdom, was restless as usual, and stood up and turned around.

"Why is that?"

"Oh, I... I have something to do. I'll go first." "

"Well, yes. Go ahead."

Zeus asks her that, and she looks back, smiling awkwardly, and immediately uses her powers to leave the temple.

I turned my back and did not notice a pink spur rising above the white underwear and slightly wet white panties.

It is not polite to use the power of space travel in front of the other gods, but she is in a hurry.

As she moved to the temple, Athena also wondered if she would change her fashion for a while.

It was Hera who left Athena and went on to the next.

She went straight away to see if she was greatly aroused by the fact that her husband was right next to her, thinking about another man, and then went to Aphrodite.

One, two felt strange about leaving, but the other gods stood up as if they were about to leave.

"It's been a while. I'm curious about what happens next, but I'll be busy."

"I'd better get going, too. Father."

Hades and Ares went, Apollon and Artemis went.

The remaining gods of Olympus drank nectar in front of them in a slightly more secluded place and continued to watch Hestia float on the fireplace.

Hestia shakes the image with a branch in his hand without saying a word, but as the majority of the gods escaped, the screen fades but sighs and releases the branch from his hand.

"Hmm? Why is that?"

Hestia sighed and said.

"Hard to hold on much longer. I think that young man has something powerful to defend his natural makeup, so let's continue next time, and I'll step back, too."

As Hestiamator retreated, the remaining gods were forced to take their places.

The gods of Olympus disbanded like that, but Zeus only sat in a golden chair, thinking about it.

The moment he saw the current, he felt something uneasy.

"What, this anxiety... Hmm, strange..."

It was hard to understand that the strongest of Olympus felt this way.

Is it true that the technology that the young man was dealing with was not by power, but by natural ability?

I doubted it, but I said it wasn't Poseidon or Hades, so I could be wrong.

But it can't be.

His sense of peace has long been dull, but that sense is sending a warning.

We have to be careful.

We have to be careful.

I have to be careful.

"It can't be that bad, but I was a little sensitive..."

Suddenly, I thought it might be.

It's been a long time since I've had women under Hera's scrutiny.

Zeus swoops around.

"None."

All anyone has to do is complain about how they've all gone back to their temples.

Zeus curls his jaw.

Now's your chance. I sent Hera a little while ago and she looked a little tired and blushed. I bet Nectar got her high.

In fact, Zeus thought about the currents and went under the violent masturbation, but he didn't dare to sneak a peek into Hera's room. Zeus looked at the ground, saying that there is no woman to fuck anywhere using natural eyes.

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After returning to Argo, the current returns safely.

It's just that everyone looks surprised and surprised to see the current.

They are surprised to see such giant swords before their eyes.

Medea sits in a corner with a frown on her face, and some heroes look at her with contempt.

No one knew that they were going to stab him and kill him.

Of course, not even the gods could have predicted it.

But not all heroes blamed or despised Medea.

Those who listened to all her stories at her side heard her desperate wishes, convinced her, and knew that she was so determined.

Anyway, the voyage went on.

One sailing day, the sailor of the ship, Tipis, came down with a terrible disease.

It is because they did not take enough rest with repeated voyages.

At first, I thought it was just a body kill.

However, after a day, he began to sweat coldly as his fever started to spread.

The sailor was sick, so he had to stop sailing.

After two days, he had occasional seizures and looked like he was going to die soon, and the current sighed and entered his room.

The room is tangled with heat from his patient, Tipis.

And the currents pulled the spear of Horse Longinus out of the inventory.

Gaius Cassius Longinus was clearly a formidable weapon with a spear through Jesus' side, condemned to be crucified, but not much needed for the currents.

Except for the same special occasion right now.

A special skill found in Longinus' Spear.

─ ─ Miracles.

[Miracle: You get what you want once a day. Blood spills out when Longinus' spear wounds his body. The user can perform miracles by feeding the target with its blood. Diseases and disabilities can be cured and even the dead can be resurrected. Can do things like prolong life or drive out demons.]

It's been a long time since I got the spear, and I've never used it.

Here, in the game "Roman Greek myth," gold dust flows instead of "blood," when the opponent is cut with a sharp blade or wounded.

However, the Bible says that if you use this window to hurt yourself, 'blood' will be spilled.

Currents take their hands to Longinus' spear.

Huff-puff, the tipis lying on the bed, did not see the current like that.

The burning heat in his body is painful, but his surroundings are inconspicuous.

The consciousness was in a state of concern to the currents at this time.

"Tsk."

The current closes its eyes and squeezes Longinus' spear with his left hand.

The window blade digs through your palms and fingers.

And amazingly, something starts to flow.

"Oh..."

With a curious eye, the current looked down at his hand and repeatedly squeezed.

The red liquid soaks the palm of your hand with a slight viscosity.

While looking at the gold powder from the wound, it felt strange to see the blood flowing like this.

And most remarkably, the cuts on Longinus' spear do not regenerate easily.

A wound as big as this one heals quickly, but a cut on a window blade doesn't heal easily.

"Huff!"

I felt this was not the time for the current in the voice of the convulsing Tipis, and I took the bloody left hand to Tipis's mouth.

He takes his hand to the man's mouth, not the woman's, and the current takes a sigh and drops the blood into his mouth.

[Do you want to perform a miracle?]

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I think they all want to get caught.

Once in doubt.

It's going to be a chimney like Manmé, but the Trojan Horse isn't over yet, and we can't fight it.