Me, Hydra

"The Quint? What's that?"

"A fun little game that's fun in Scandinavia, I can teach you if you're interested."

"Sure..."

As they spoke, they walked into the alley.

On the other side, the coastline of the Peloponnese peeked out of the water, and Hydra breathed a sigh of relief. As told to Ares, Amazons and the Peloponnese were separated by a whole Aegean Sea, one in Asia Minor in the extreme east and the other in the southwest corner of the Aegean. One of these journeys would have taken at least a couple of years for an ordinary person, and the good news was that Hydra was no ordinary person.

No wonder no one dared to go to the Bottomless Abyss, the incompleteness of space was really up to a certain level.

It's also bitter for Old God King Uranus, he knows he dropped his J J there, but he just can't get it. It's like you've just finished beating the world boss when you're game, and suddenly that best weapon weapon falls into a crack in the wall, or one of those cracks in the wall that you can't even get a card into.

By the way, the blood coming out of Uranus J J will autonomously turn into all kinds of monsters after a while, and the space of the Bottomless Abyss is extremely unstable, in other words, the reason the Aegean Sea is filled with sea monsters is largely because of Uranus J J....

"The sea monsters are an important part of Spartan City...we can't just lose this massive battle force..."

As she thought about it, Hydra began to weigh the pros and cons.

The power of the primordial clan is above the new gods, because they are the figurative embodiment of something, the primordial clan can be for Sparta and Hydra's early and even late development of huge benefits, but the power of the sea monster is just as huge, sea monster with and Spartan warriors, is basically the domination of the Aegean Sea, even Poseidon's legions that also have to retreat ... ...

"Pros and cons ah...pros and cons..."

As she whispered, Hydra shook her head.

Anyway, let's say we return to Spartan Main first, counting the time, the Nordic emissaries should have arrived....

The usual plea for votes!

Volume I: Text-42 - Coronos, Ananke, Sparta

With silver-white hair and skin that glowed with a holy light, Coronos stood alone in the endless void with his eyes closed.

His beaten circumference was surrounded by a large golden wheel of light, with twelve nodes protruding above it. One rune per node, one world per rune.

Of course, this didn't mean that there were twelve worlds, but rather that each rune represented a different timeline of the world of Greek mythology.

Out went the large wheel of light around Coronos, and three smaller wheels of light behind him, representing the seconds, minutes, and hours of the worlds.

Opening his eyes, Koronos said calmly.

"If I remember correctly, this world's line of destiny shouldn't be like this..."

As the words fell, a quietly beautiful female voice rang out from the empty void.

"Clutter, disorder. Hydra's line of destiny has outgrown the long stream of fate. Like a spider's web, all the fates that intersected with Hydra's threads were equally murky... A sickening wave of fate, like a corrupting thing, was tearing at the other fates. It's no longer something that can be changed simply by manipulating fate..."

"Heh, it seems that even Ananke who can manipulate the inevitability of the world, you have a day when you are powerless..."

"I don't know, you can travel to different points in time to change the established facts, can't you? Why don't you go and correct the distortion of time yourself? If I remember correctly, Perseus's existence shouldn't be like this now."

As he said that, there was more than a little light laughter in Ananke's voice, which made Koronos, who was standing in the endless void, feel slightly uncomfortable.

But this discomfort didn't last long, shaking his head, Koronos opened his eyes, Koronos's eyes were azure blue with a bit of starlight shining in them, it looked as if he had intercepted a piece of the starry sky and deposited it into this orb.

"The world is getting beyond our comprehension, but no harm done...as long as Hydra doesn't destroy the world, let it be..."

As he did, Kronos closed his eyes again, and once more the infinite darkness fell silent.

Perhaps it was the only few times in almost endless years that the two of them had communicated....

The curves were high and low, and as Super Primordial Gods they had to endure more unbearable ones than ordinary people.

On the other hand, Hydra was once again returning to the Great Shrine, the big soft collapse that she had been separated from for a long time.

"It really doesn't matter where it is, it's still the most comfortable in your own home..."

Whispering, Hydra clapped her hands, and then several Spartan guards walked in carrying large fruit trays a meter in diameter.

"What an abominable feudal society..."

As she said that, Hydra let the group of guards leave the Great Shrine, and the fruit plate was filled with all kinds of food.

In fact, the ancient Greek food customs were very different from modern society, they believed that eating too much food would make people stupid, and because of this, what people in Greece called having a party was just having a chat together.

What's more, the ancient Greeks believed that water was unhealthy, and that drinking too much of it would damage their bodies. For this reason, they would rather drink porridge than water, and they would not drink water unless they had nothing to quench their thirst....

Hydra had gone to great lengths to correct them on this.

Indifferently pinching up a bunch of grapes, Hydra just threw the whole thing in her mouth. Grapes were regarded as a source of wisdom to the Greeks, and they were everywhere in ancient Greece on paintings of pottery and in frescoes. Of course, liquid drinks like barley wine were more popular in Spartan cities today than wine, as it was not only used to fill the stomach, but the rough, strong aroma of wheat was more suited to the warrior's tongue.

Himself has been returned to Uranus through the head of space bar J J. In any case, Uranus is an androgynous, like in ancient China, who wants to turn himself into a eunuch when there is nothing changing at home? Not to mention being the world's first true male, Uranus.

It was ridiculous to say that Uranus, who was considered the symbol of males, was sadly devoid of a male's lifeblood....

The greatness of the Primordial Gods was directly related to the thing itself, and Hydra wasn't going to hold a grudge against it for no reason if it wasn't necessary. Instead, the so-called Nordic emissary, since his arrival in Sparta, a small game called Quintessence had slowly sprung up in Sparta city, knowing that Sparta did not forbid gambling, and even the Spartan Gladiatorial Arena had an officially operated gambling wheel.

Gambling was one of Sparta's sources of income, so naturally Hydra wouldn't ban him. But overindulging in gambling wasn't a good thing, and playthings weren't just for show.

"Perhaps electrotherapy would be a good treatment..."

As she thought about it, Hydra was about to pick up a bunch of grapes there when she went to find that the plate was empty.

Turning to look, Hydra's cyborgs smiled apologetically at Hydra.

"Even though we use the same stomach, we don't share the same tongue yah..."

........

Begging for tickets - begging for tickets - above.

With the recent daily raises, I'm starting to think about raising the bounty level....

Volume I: Text - 43 - Winter

Time passed quickly, and it wasn't long after Hydra's return to Sparta that the weather had begun to turn cold.

White snowflakes fell from the sky, like goose feathers making the children in Sparta play very happy.

"...Snowy year, it looks like next year should be a good year..."

As he said that, Raze caught the snowflakes falling in the air, which quickly melted into a drop of water due to the temperature of his palm.

This made Gerald, who was on the other side of the room, somewhat unaware of the situation.

"In Northern Europe, this kind of weather is everywhere, but I've never heard of the second year being a good year."

"That's because you have less land and more mountains there. Not easy to mulberry plant. By the way, you have a lot of people there who have already crossed the wall to get here, don't you?"