Greek and Roman Mythology

Kuoooo!

A giant pillar of darkness rises into the sky.

This pillar, which emits a powerful divine power, rises into the sky and climbs through the clouds that gather.

Whether it was to show itself to all beings in the world, the darkness was emitting enormous mana and divine power.

This black pillar meant a great deal that a new god was born to replace Erebos.

Olympus 12 or Titan or Gigantes.

A dragon called the Great Being.

Elves, Dwarves, or other masters of their kind.

Those with the status of the road leading monsters like Trolls and Ogres.

Monsters reaching new heights such as Nemea and Hydra.

Great warriors, priests or wizards.

Those who could feel the power of Manana felt the presence of the current with their whole body, even for everyone.

Those beyond the invisible horizon of the pillars also feel and confirm the enormous power that this pillar emits.

And those who looked at the pillars felt the thrill.

It's because the power of processing that ordinary citizens do not feel is tangling their bodies like soda.

They saw this black pillar and saw a great birth with the warmth of their skin.

The birth of a god and its meaning were even more meaningful because it was a sight that could not be easily seen even if it lived for hundreds of years.

Some wizards also wrote as if they couldn't miss this historic landscape.

I had no intention of investigating this as if nothing had happened in Eolkos.

Rather, he restored the fallen palace and spent every day proclaiming the festival.

And among those who looked at this black pillar were those who wept for joy.

Deep in the forest, a few miles west of Iolcos, those wearing black hoods bow down to the Black Column.

The ground is hard and bumpy, so they don't care if the clean clothes get dirty.

I am moved by the sacred power that I feel there by looking at the black pillar that is ascending up to heaven with its head lowered like a bow.

"Oh!"

"Finally..! The one He spoke of is finally here!"

It was like Jesus' second coming of the cult.

I don't know where the hooded men come from, but one or two of them appear in the woods.

The numbers have gone over the hundreds lightly.

They don't lift their heads.

Some of them have suffered enough. They've lost their tears.

Some of them held back their tears as they moved forward.

Some shed tears without a sound.

Grrrrrrr.

A pack of wolves finds those lying facedown.

The black hoodie covers you up, almost passing you by, but a keen sense of smell never misses it.

Knng, knng. I turn my head toward the smelly direction as I whip my nose, and there's plenty of delicious food.

The herd was well enough to fill its stomach.

The wolves have already bared their sharp claws as they drool and gnashed their gums.

I wanted to jump in right away, but the commander who led them was still there, so I felt compelled to bear it.

A wolf, the largest of the wolves and full of glorious wounds, looks down at those who have fallen on their mouths.

I feel weak.

However, the numbers became twice or three times the burden of the wolves.

The damage depends on whether or not there is a weapon in the hood that covers the body.

The senses I learned as a wolf leader for many years are a very intimate warning.

They say they will see the blood if they touch it, but if we let them go like this, the crowd will react.

Once one or two jumps, the other wolf will have to run naturally.

Grrrrr!

The wolf commander felt he could not wait any longer.

If you let them go like this, your position will shake.

The frowning wolf commander lets out a shout of a full-bodied charge.

Autumn ─ ─ ─!

Along with a rumbling sound in the woods, the wolves begin to leap towards those who fall to their knees in excitement.

They rush past each other at an incredible speed, quickly approaching the nostrils of those wearing black hoods.

However, they did not move their hooded heads.

Just a few of them stand quietly and tuck their hands into the waist dance inside the hood.

Srrruh-

You hear a clear sound coming from the scabbard.

"How dare you interrupt me at such an important time."

"Forgive with your life."

"There must be no casualties!"

As they grind their teeth, they swung their swords at the wolves.

It was clean and respectful.

You dig through the neck of the wolf, sharp as a ghost.

A sharp silver blade cuts through the wolf's hide and bone.

They desperately stop the wolves from approaching the fallen ones.

The wolves can't get through to the prey easily with excellent swordsmanship.

The wolves roar more horribly as they see their companions turn to gold dust and disappear.

After this, he stopped them and showed his will to get rid of them first.

They were the wolves at the top of the food chain in the forest, so even Ogres could be defeated and fed when they formed a herd.

Those holding swords seemed a little more cautious if they knew that.

Even though they had excellent swords, if they fell and could not wield them, they were forced to fall.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The wolves tear their jaws apart, and the wolf commander lunges at the strongest looking person.

The claws of the wolves bounce off the flames to see if their swords and robbers are similar.

Even in a number of flanks, they stand up and draw their swords, knowing that the situation is unfavorable.

As they draw their swords from their hoods, they join the fight.

"Grrrgh!"

They struggle with it as if they didn't want to say a word.

I did not make a common insult once.

I tried not to even groan if my mouth was glued.

I only heard the sound of the beast from the wolves. A long time later, the black pillar disappeared, and the men who had fallen down stood up on one or two sides.

Surprisingly, not a single person has died so far.

As opposed to the death of many wolves.

Khaang!

Unlike the other wolves, the wolf commander, who stiffens the body of the opponent with an enormous cry, thought he could kill the one before his eyes just a little longer.

You just need to push a little more.

The wolf captain slams down the blade with his left foot and as he tries to claw at the opponent with his opposite foot, an aura of shapeless energy rises from his side.

Moderately destructive and spicy speed.

I felt it with a keen sense, but it was too late to avoid it.

However, the Wolf Captain found that he could withstand his tough hide and his refined flesh.

Paen-!

With a sudden shock, the wolf captain's head rolls around the floor.

The hooded man takes a light breath and turns his head.

There is another hoodie reaching for the wolf leader.

"Why are you so cool with these guys? Now a successor to Erebos appears. You don't have to hide your powers anymore."

"I'm sorry. Asia."

The voice inside the hood was definitely a woman.

A woman called Ezra turned her back on the hood because she was frustrated.

The black head reaches out to the scapula, and she looks up at the wolf leader, standing with sharp eyes.

Then he reaches out again and grabs the air.

Whoo-hoo!

Grrr!?

Surprisingly, a dark spear appeared around the wolf captain's body and pierced it as it was.

It was really quick.

I wanted to make a Spear of Darkness around the wolf leader's body, but it was piercing through.

It was amazing, dealing with the darkness.

When the wolf leader dies, he sees the wolves and runs away.

"Them!"

Those who stopped the wolves from attacking quietly shouted, seeing them running away.

As they try to chase the runaway wolves, a black wall rises from beneath their feet.

"Stop. What we need to do now is not catch wolves."

"Erin!"

As the woman, presumed to have raised the black wall, takes off her hood and speaks, those around her knee.

Her name is Erea, the Virgin Erin.

She was beautiful enough to miss the name of the saint.

Her long, black hair and colorful eyes that were full of fine body and shine stimulated her protective instincts.

In addition, unlike her mature body, she was so cute to be mistaken for a child if she could only hear her voice.

I feel pure without question through my voice and clear eyes.

A saint who seems to show that she doesn't ask questions.

She opens her mouth.

"Everybody up. Now we have to find a new god, and we have to get there quickly. Essia."

"Yes, my lady."

Ezra, who just killed the wolf leader, replied with deep admiration.

"Where did the pillar appear just now?"

"Maybe it's the Iolcos from the direction."

"Iolcos?"

Asia nods and says yes! and responded vigorously.

Erin looks troubled.

"Too bad. There's no better place to build a shrine than the first place the gods were wise."

I can't believe this is Iolcos.

If you're a civilian, just give them some money, send out the people around them, and build a temple.

However, Iolcos is not a problem, because there is no way to give the land to a god who does not know who is in one country.

But I can't look around if I take it by force.

They were never a cult.

It's just that God lent them a little power and didn't accept them.

Asia looks at it and replies, looking at the distressed look on her face.

"I will conquer Eolkos at once if you order me to."

"No, let's leave it alone for now. After that... it doesn't matter if you take over when there's more power. By the way, is Iolcos recently famous for its golden fleece?"

"Yes, according to the embedded information, Arko has recently returned with a golden fleece."

"When did Argo return?"

"Today."

"You're quick to acquire information. Well done."

I can't believe we've only had one day of news already.

I guess it wasn't a waste of time preparing.

Erin smiles widely.

I know who created that black pillar.

"That's him."

"Yes, the hero of the 'Sasin' 'Hero of Hege' that we were observing politely. There's nothing else. Known for handling the darkness, and... just in time."

"Hehe, then we'll find him. Now, let's move."

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In fact, those hooded guys were like, "Oh!" Guerrilla 12644; "

"Ohmi, I'm sick of it."

"Oh, fuck. Let me change my pants."

"I'm a skirt."

I felt like writing...

Thank you for worrying about P.S. I'm sure you were more worried about me all year round than you were about me, but thank you anyway. I felt comfortable resting for some reason.