Greek Mythology: I Opened A Treasure Chest At Olympus

Chapter 152: Almighty King Phanes (Subscription)

"The place of light is the end point that I am looking for, and that is also the starting point... The beginning and the end are connected by light to form the initial ring."

With both hands holding up the cross pendant on his chest, the Messiah's tone is solemn and holy.

Suddenly, he took the pendant from his neck and handed it to Apollo.

"Father asked me to give it to the source of light in this world, and now it is yours."5

Looking at the cross pendant, Apollo lowered his voice: "Aren't you afraid of finding the wrong person?"

"I trust the guidance of the Father." The Messiah smiled faintly.

Taking the pendant, Apollo suddenly felt a pure power, wandering into his body.

The vast starry sky of the etheric body suddenly radiated light, and it seemed that it was about to complete the final consummation, forming a perfect vast universe, reaching that relatively high state.

Apollo stared at this seemingly ordinary pendant in surprise, and suddenly understood something.

He asked, "Does this pendant have a name?"

The Messiah replied solemnly, "The Father calls it the 'Pillar of the Stars'.

After a pause, he stood up and bowed and said, "Can your Excellency let me go?

Apollo gave him a deep look, restrained the splendid light around him, and the Messiah left with a smile.

Holding the pendant in his hand tightly, Apollo looked at the direction he left and fell into thought.

After a while, he returned to the Temple of Light.

Not long after he returned, a voice suddenly came from outside.

"Lord Apollo, Goddess Athena asked me to invite you to Thrace." Nikki, the goddess of victory with white wings, stood outside the Temple of Light and said respectfully.

Apollo suddenly appeared in front of her, and his golden eyes looked at the blond girl quietly: "Niki, you have never been so polite to me before.

The goddess of victory lowered her head and said: "This is the order of the goddess Athena, I just respect her."

"Really, why did she invite me to Thrace, remember that it is where the believers of Dionysus gathered." Apollo asked.

Nikki said: "Because the matter she was looking for is related to Dionysus, it seems that she has discovered some problems with Dionysus.""

"Some questions about Dionysus..." Apollo looked deeply at the girl with pale blond long hair in front of him, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go!"

"The eighth item is to obtain the divine wine carefully brewed by Dionysus, the god of wine.

Holding the dark box in his hand, Pandora made a low and serious voice, and his deep eyes carefully looked at Phobos and Hercules who had just returned from the Caucasus Mountains.

Hearing this mission, Phobos' golden eyes flashed a few times, a little surprised.

Why do they all have to run to Dionysus by themselves?

Pandora aimed at him: "Stop rescuing Prometheus.

Phobos let out a nonchalant "Oh" and pulled Hercules towards Thrace where Dionysus was.

Thrace is one of the famous city-states in the vast land. Although it is not as prosperous as Athens and Delphi, it is not comparable to the military power of Sparta.

But the city-state is best known for its openness.

As soon as they arrived in this city-state, Phobos and Hercules saw many men and women wearing flower crowns and taking off their clothes, only wrapped in vines and animal skins.

Among them, women are the majority.

They boldly showed their attractive skin to passers-by, drunk with wine in their hands, and their faces were all ruddy, singing cheerful songs to each other, and dancing jerky steps.

Hercules straightened his eyes and said in admiration, "Thrace is really a strange place.

Phobos chuckled: "Because the god of wine, Dionysus, is believed here, this is the god of wine who disliked Ares from birth, he is the incarnation of wine, and the god of chaos and revelry. ."

Hercules nodded.

Among the many city-states in the vast land, the god of light must be the most extensive and dense in terms of belief, followed by the king of the gods and the goddess of wisdom, and Dionysus, the god of wine, followed closely behind.

Unlike the previous gods, the number of believers who worship Dionysus is not particularly large, but they are often the craziest.

They are obsessed with the clear liquid in the cup that can make people detached from reality, and when they are drunk, they will gather and sing and dance.

They also like to hunt in this way, eating the flesh of the prey directly without cooking, which is called the sacrament.

The believers of Dionysus are so crazy and intoxicated, they have their own way of life.

Phobos and Hercules came to the Temple of Dionysus.

Among the many young men and women, handsome young men with short white hair were surrounded by them, while sipping the wine in the glass, they frantically danced a strange holy dance.

The many believers around him imitated him enthusiastically, and they were extremely happy.

The arrival of the two of them went unnoticed.

Phobos is a little weird.

Although the believers of Dionysus were known for their madness, they were mortals after all. No matter how crazy they were, they had to eat and work.

They tend to fall into their most fervent carnival only at the annual Dionysian festival, which corresponds to their New Years, but this is not the time for Dionysus.

Looking around, he felt strange.

Suddenly, he faintly felt a deep force that was affecting this city-state.

In a valley far from Thrace, the unremarkable Pallas was surrounding a quaint scepter, plausible. 290

His movements are surprisingly similar to the dances of many revelers in the Thracian city-state.

Chant mantras from time to time.

That quaint authority could not help emitting a pure white light.

The corners of Pallas's mouth showed a smile: "Hundreds of thousands of mortals hold this ceremony together, which should shake his dead spirit a little."

"It's time to inform Zeus to go there, and use the root power in his body to thoroughly stimulate the shaken spirit, so that he can truly return... Almighty King Phanes!

Reciting the name, Pallas's face was full of excitement.

Looking up at the space and time outside the sky, he murmured: "Chaos, as long as the breath of Phanes appears, you will definitely be alarmed. The combination of his and Apollo's strength is enough to contain the incomplete state. you.

"And then, it's time for me to find my true self."

"It's been too long, the recovery of me with this body is too slow, and everything has been delayed until now.

"But I will eventually return to my true self, you traitors should all be judged!"9

Suddenly, he raised the scepter high, and the white light bloomed to the extreme.

He performed the ritual with all his strength, but he did not know that under the guidance of the woman named Pandora, two people who should not have appeared at this time appeared in the scope of his ritual.