Me, Hydra

Contemplating for a moment, Hydra looked over at Skaha, who was reading a file next to her.

"I intend to make a trip to the Angelic Divine Right."

Hearing Hydra's words, Skaha merely nodded lightly.

"Oh, leave that Spartan to me, if you go to the Angelic Divine Right..."

Eventually, Skaha looked in awe at Hydra in front of him.

"So where are you going?"

"Angel divine right."

After a moment of silence, Skaha shook his head and took a sip of the hot tea beside him with a helpless command, "Then watch yourself, the other angels can't do anything about you, but from your description, God among them should be able to slap you into a snake meat bowl of rice."

Shrugging her shoulders, Hydra looked nonchalant.

"There's no need to worry about that, I even openly robbed the World Tree in the beginning during the Twilight of the Norse Gods, but even then, those angels didn't stop me in the slightest, and dryly left silently as I was preparing to perform my reincarnation."

As she said that, Hydra's gaze grew heavy.

"They didn't have to do that, I was even ready to destroy the World Tree completely when I saw them at that time, but they left, left... There was only one person who could order the angels, and the leader of the seven angels was Michael, and Michael was the Vice Monarch of the Kingdom of Light . In other words, it was the Lord God Jehovah who authorized Michael to get out of there. But why did Jehovah tell him to get out of there? What's in it for him? If it's because he wants to let me off the hook, what's the purpose? If he was kind he wouldn't have destroyed your homeland and Northern Europe. And if he is scrupulous about this something that is related to me but I do not know about, then it is all the more important for me to find out!"

As he said that, Hydra shook his fist.

This problem had been on Hydra's mind for a long time, but since Hydra didn't have any good means to save her life at that time, Hydra didn't hurry to implement it.

It could not be denied that it was indeed dangerous. But it was something that had to be dealt with as soon as possible, the discomfort and manipulation that Hydra felt like a marionette was extremely odd. Although it was dangerous, if it wasn't resolved as soon as possible, it might turn into a situation that Hydra didn't want to face but had to.......

"In a few days, I'll pack up and get my back hand ready before departing for the angelic divine right's territory, and as for the time I'm gone... it'll be the same as it was in the beginning. You're best at handling business, aren't you~"

As she said that, Hydra shrugged her shoulders at Skaha flirtatiously.

Looking at Hydra's shameless appearance, Skaha couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"Why can you make such things sound so righteous ah! Shaking his head helplessly, Skaha looked at Hydra in front of him."

Hydra is still so relaxed looking in front of Skaha, with a face of "I'm going to eat you," making Skaha feel a little itchy.

But in the face of Hydra's command Skaha didn't refuse, looking helplessly at the Hydra in front of him.

"Then it's just like you said, I'll take care of Spartan, be careful yourself in the Angel's territory, if anything happens to you we won't be able to get there in the first place."

At the words, Hydra nodded, and just as Hydra was about to do something, Hydra suddenly slapped himself on the head.

"Right, for the Centaur clan you remember to check and balance the situation, Nordic is now our bag, when this hunt is over you can give Nordic some of the technology we have here. The dwarves will be given the use of firearms, and the humans and beasts will be given something else. Together just follow your preferences, but be careful not to give them too much advanced knowledge, just let them take a small step, if they take a big step they might split~"

At the words, Skaha nodded. After a moment of silence, Skaha's gaze towards Hydra suddenly changed.

"By the way, if I remember correctly the angelic divine right there hates the dragons very much. If it's okay with you, you'd better change your image, or at least look like a human."

At the news, Hydra nodded.

"Of course~ I would definitely have to be called an ancient serpent if I were there in my true form~"

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Vol. 1: Text-161 - Beginning of Medieval Christendom

Coming to Mount Olympia, this was originally a passage to Northern Europe, but because of the rebirth of Northern Europe has now been abolished here. Without the Nordic merchants, the place has gradually lost its population, and only the empty houses that remain can still see some of the old prosperity.

Hydra was human now, as Skaha said, dragons and snakes represented the evil side in Christian mythology, and because of this, Hydra could only become what it was now if it didn't want to be discovered and targeted.

Besides, Christian mythology is one God and Jehovah is supreme. This means that as long as Jehovah doesn't target Hydra, no one else will be able to discover Hydra's true form without Hydra becoming real....

Breathing a sigh of relief, Hydra was well prepared this time, not only did she set up teleportation spells in Sparta and Northern Europe, but even Olympus had Ares quietly set one up. For no other reason than to throw some dirty water on Zeus and the others when they escaped. They were enemies anyway, and the two of them biting up no matter who won or lost, Hydra would definitely be the one to gain anyway....

Feeling the space around him, Olympia was the weakest place in all of Greek space, as stated before, and could also be seen from the back and forth of the original Nordic merchants.

The weakness of the spatial wall allowed Hydra to minimize the sound of the appearance, after all, it would have been too conspicuous if a million miles of dark clouds covered the sky or something....

Now that I think about it, I was really beckoning when I went from Azeroth to Sparta....

Shaking her head, Hydra looked at the space door in front of her and stepped in without hesitation.

The spatial shattering was more or less sound fluctuating even if it was small, something that Hydra couldn't erase even if she tried her best to avoid it.

But luckily for Hydra, there weren't any angels around to patrol the area for spatial anomalies.

Glancing around, Hydra determined where she was....

A few weeds grew sporadically on the barren, parched loam, and the litter across the gorse looked like the bones of a long-dead beast. From time to time, a few vultures flew through the air, vultures are a group of creatures that usually travel together in groups of three to five. And the vulture's body was long, all about a meter or so. But according to Hydra's visual estimation, the group of vultures here in the sky were at least two meters long....

Although most vultures were scavenging creatures, Hydra had no intention of treating them as normal creatures when they were already out of their normal size like this. What's more, they still had the scent of dark attribute magic on their bodies....

Releasing his perceptions, although Hydra in his human state only had two-thirds of his strength, but even that was a battle power of the Lord God level.

Hydra soon felt a caravan moving not far away, and after a moment's thought, Hydra invaded the Vultures' fragile sea of consciousness.

Under Hydra's control, the vultures rushed towards the caravan as if they had been ordered to do so.

On the other side, the caravan, which was unaware of the situation, was still moving forward.

The Great Gobi was unpopulated for dozens of miles, and the reason for this was that many sand pirates hid their lairs deep within the Great Gobi. Therefore, every caravan that had to travel through the Great Gobi would more or less hire a mercenary group to escort them.

Of course, battles are the cheapest means of survival, and merchants rely on a harmony of the world. Naturally, anything that can be solved with money will not be solved with a knife.

Therefore, caravans normally had two options, one was to pay a toll while the other was to make short work of the first option when it failed.

Although it sounded simple, there was a big doorway in it, after all, if the mercenaries and the sand pirates had colluded, then the entire caravan could be swallowed by the sand pirates.

"Butler, how much longer until we reach home?"

Hearing the voices coming from the carriages, the old man who was fixing the lead horses outside responded with a brief thought, "Soon, in three more days we should be there."

After a pause, the old steward took a glance at the surrounding crowd then loudly reminded, "All of you brothers, be of good cheer, and then up ahead is where the most sand pirates are. If we get ambushed we'll be finished~"

Hearing the old steward's words, the mercenary group leader on the side nodded, then said loftily, "Don't worry, we've walked this road more than a dozen times, I've memorized the surrounding terrain, just hurry at ease, we'll protect you well~"

Hearing the mercenary corps leader's words, the old steward laughed helplessly twice.

This mercenary group was familiar with itself, after all, there were only a few mercenary groups together that specialized in finding a living Gobi Desert....

Compared to the old butler's nervousness, the mercenary leader carrying the great sword was relaxed.

Mercenaries were a profession that was a little more dangerous to work in, but it was reasonable to exist. High risk and high reward were directly proportional to each other.