Me, Hydra

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Volume 1: Text-76-Quintus Returns

"Welcome back~ my dear warriors~"

As he said that, Hydra spread his hands, standing in the center of the temple was none other than the dusty Quintus and the others.

But what surprised Hydra a bit was that the crowd in front of him seemed to be missing a few figures....

"Where are Thor and Siegfried and the others? Why haven't you seen them back?"

Hearing Hydra's question, Quintus, on the other hand, said.

"The beasts there in Northern Europe have inexplicably become more violent, and in order to be able to help Thor's father, Thor and the others decided to stay there."

At the news, Hydra raised an eyebrow.

"No way, his father said not to go back if he hadn't learned enough martial arts to turn the situation around, and Odin isn't the type to go back on his word."

Shaking his head, Quintus spoke helplessly.

"It's true, but Thor didn't unseal his power, but suppressed it to mull it over in the atrium, and without it, his father wouldn't have found it at all if he hadn't deliberately searched for it."

Hearing Quintus' explanation, Hydra shrugged her shoulders.

"By the way, did you bring back the branches of the World Tree?"

"Well, bring it back, but the branch is so hard, I can't imagine how on earth Thor's father managed to make such a thing into a divine spear."

As he said that, Quintus handed the twig to Hydra.

The twig wasn't really long, a little over a meter at full count, but its sturdiness was simply beyond Hydra's imagination....

Although it had been a long time since it had left the trunk, the magic power in it was still incredibly thick, and it seemed to be hiddenly connected to the World Tree's Qi....

Shaking her head, Hydra spoke helplessly.

"It seems that I did overestimate myself... The World Tree grows at the heart of the Norse primordial giant, Ymir. Should I say worthy of being a member of the Super Primordial Clan? Obviously, they are all dead, but the greatness of their legacy is still something that I, a "junior" like us, can comprehend...."

As she spoke, Hydra shook her head and laughed bitterly, but it could be heard that there was no frustration in its voice, but rather a fighting spirit.

"I'm sorry, Quintus, with my current strength I can't forge the branches of the World Tree into the shape you want, but if you're willing to trust me you can place this thing with me and I'll give you an answer you'll be happy with."

Smelling Hydra's words, Quintus shook his head seriously.

"No, it was you who gave my mother a place to stay when she was in the most dire situation, and for weapons, the Chaos Blade is enough, the branches of the World Tree even if made into a weapon with my current strength will definitely not be able to fully grasp it, and the power after sealing it might not be as good as the Chaos Blade I'm already familiar with now. So the World Tree is just a bonus for me, but you just lack a weapon that you can use. The reason Zeus is able to hold onto his position as Olympus God King is because of the Thunder Fire Spear in his hand.

"...Then you might have thought wrongly~"

Hydra's voice betrayed some levity, even a bit of a joke.

"Huh?"

At the somewhat surprised look on Quintus's face before him, Hydra shrugged her shoulders.

"The phase nature, the world tree is too bad for me. Rather than using something like that, I'd rather choose to use poisonous teeth. By the way, did you guys find the Goblin's Bow Sylvan?"

Shaking his head, Quintus spoke with some small frustration.

"I've heard things about Sylvan the Goblin's Bow, but the land of the Atrium is too big, and from what the priests there say, the Goblin's Bow seems to have fallen to the Land of Mist, the lowermost of the nine worlds on the World Tree."

At the news, Hydra stroked her chin.

"Well then, I'll try to find a way to make a bow and arrow out of this branch, just as that sister of yours lacks a weapon to take advantage of as well~ Isn't that right?"

"...Thank you, then."

With a nod, Hydra signaled that Quintus could leave the area. And Quintus didn't push it, nodding to Hydra before turning to leave.

After all, it had been a few months since he had returned home, and with Quintus' extreme mother-loving nature, he probably didn't want to stay here anymore....

Shaking her head, Hydra turned her attention to Raze.

"Having repelled the Undead Plague, then that also means that the original Lune that represented the Grief has dissipated, who has the Vorpal Sword now?"

"We did try to bring the sword back when Alsace was defeated, but as we approached it, the sharp sword disappeared into space on its own..."

Upon hearing this, Hydra narrowed her eyes.

The power on the Vorpal Sword wasn't just a curse, it was also a blessing that came with the curse, the one who wielded the sword would be the one to achieve all things. In the original myth, the god of war, Tyre, lost his arm and threw his weapon to the earth.

And the man who got the sword was called Attila.

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Shattered sleep, that's it for today's update....

That said, what needs to be said is what needs to be said!

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Volume I: Text-77.300.

Time passed quickly, over a month had passed since the return of Quintus and the others. And Sparta was officially in the middle of summer.

The ancient Greeks dressed simply in the summer, especially the men. This could be seen in the youth of Sparta.

Basically, the streets were full of wheat-colored muscles, and the slightly pale skinned ones could clearly see those eight-pack abs as well.

This was to be expected, ever since the Amazons' female warriors had merged into Sparta, the Spartan youths were like chicken blood. Especially when that group of female warriors were training, they had been given chicken blood in every sense of the word.

It could only be said that in times like these, technology and magic were not the first productive forces, but the most primal desires of mankind.

Looking at the vibrant city of Sparta through the Earth God Grid, the corners of Hydra's mouth rose up in a smile.

Every inhabitant of Sparta knew that it was just a childish utopia, and that underneath the solid exterior, Sparta in reality was very prone to crumbling. Whether it was a beast or whatever, it had only maintained some humanity in the presence of Hydra, but if anything happened to Hydra. Like if Hydra was out for a while, as soon as Zeus and the others spread the slightest bit of news that Hydra had been killed.

Then, fear would spread like a plague. And what comes after the fear? People will no longer be able to control their desires because of Hydra's presence, and unrestricted desire seems to bring only destruction....

Shaking her head, Hydra emptied her mind.

According to Hydra's calculations, it would take at least 400 years to complete the art of blowing the walls of Greece apart with the power of Greece, and if those 400 years were placed on an angel... it would also take at least 300 years from Skaha's description.