Gods, I am the ancient Greek god of joy

However, the originally pitch-black horn gradually turned into a golden color, and the blood of the God-King dripping on it began to flow in a spiral shape around the horn. Then, the blood of the God-King was embedded in the horn like a red gem.

However, when the horn met the blood of Zagreus, an amazing change quietly occurred. The originally dark and deep horn seemed to be injected with a mysterious and powerful force, gradually shedding its black shell and emitting a dazzling golden light from within.

As time went by, the transformation became more and more obvious. The black color of the horn completely faded, and was replaced by a dazzling golden hue. At the same time, a drop of blood from the God-King slid down from the tip of the horn. It flowed down in a spiral trajectory around the horn in a strange red line. The spiral pattern seemed to be interpreting the oldest and most mysterious laws in the universe.

The red lines shone with a bright and eerie red light, as if invaluable rubies were inlaid on it, exuding endless majesty and aura of destruction. The blood was not simply attached to the surface of the unicorn horn, but was deeply embedded in it, blending with the unicorn horn and directly becoming a part of it.

In this magical fusion process, the unicorn seemed to be constantly absorbing the essence of the blood of the God King, becoming more and more powerful and mysterious. The aura it exuded was filled with those existences in ancient times that possessed the power to destroy the world.

At this time, Zagreus had already fallen asleep. He turned into a snake and coiled under a huge rock by the River Styx. No one paid attention to him. After the horn on his head transformed, the magical light gradually disappeared.

“Kill him! Use your horn to pierce his heart! Let his blood dye this land red! Only in this way can you truly replace him and become the supreme God King!

You must step over without hesitation and ascend the altar on his corpse. From now on, you are the king of the gods, controlling the life and death of all things in the world. The gods will worship you, and fear and awe will become an indelible mark in their hearts, and you can enjoy endless glory and power. So! Go and realize your ambitions and desires, and let the whole world tremble! "

Zagros heard someone talking to him in a daze. It was just the same few words over and over again. The voice was a little vague, as if someone was talking in his sleep. However, this voice made him a little upset. In a daze, the joyful godhead in his body turned and blocked out the annoying voice.

After an unknown amount of time, Zagreus shook his dizzy head and looked around but didn't find anything unusual. However, he felt something strange above his head. He then stretched his head above the River Styx and discovered from its reflection in the water that his black horn had changed color. When he saw the horn in the reflection, a trace of destructive power flashed through his eyes and images of countless rivers of blood emerged in his mind.

Just when he was about to indulge in this illusion, his snake tail hanging in the River Styx suddenly hit something. As soon as the object touched his snake tail, a strange wave was emitted. This wave did not belong to any power of the Greek gods. It immediately awakened Zagros from his ignorant state, and then he subconsciously used his tail to roll up the hard object and pulled it out of the water.

Zagreus gathered the snake's tail in front of his eyes, and then he found that what he was holding was a scarlet gem. However, the soul aura emanating from the gem was a little strange, but he couldn't tell why.

You know, the function of the Styx is to erode and digest the souls that enter. Zagros had never heard of the existence of such a strange thing in the Styx. Then he changed back into human form, raised his hand and slammed the red gem heavily on the stone beside him. Fortunately, the gem was not hard, and some red powder was shattered by Zagros's great force, turning into more than a dozen pictures that Zagros had never seen before, floating in front of his eyes.

Zagreus looked at these images with some curiosity. After touching them with his hands, the still images suddenly moved. Some of them showed some mortals wearing clothes that he had never seen before. They were sitting in a steel box and moving very fast, but they did not seem to be panicked. Some mortals were holding a strange box to their ears. Although there was no one opposite them, it seemed as if they were talking to someone.

But before he could finish watching, a ghostly wind from the underworld that could corrode the soul suddenly blew by, and the images in the air dissipated directly, turning into crystal red powder that floated into the River Styx. This time the powder did not sink to the bottom of the water, but was directly corroded by the River Styx and turned into part of the river water.

Zagreus was a little curious, so he stretched his head out again. The moment he saw the River Styx, he suddenly saw his own horn again. In an instant, his eyes dimmed again, as if he was about to fall into ignorance again.

But at this moment, the god of joy in his soul shook again, directly shattering the whispers that were about to appear. Zagreus' eyes suddenly became clear again, and then a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart. He knew that there was definitely something wrong with his condition.

Zagreus immediately summoned countless underworld energy and turned it into a shield to protect himself. Then he looked in the direction of the Elysee Paradise and hurried over. As the son of Hades, he naturally had great control over the underworld. If it weren't for the abnormally solid space of the Greek pantheon, his speed would have been enough to shatter the space.

Without paying attention to the calls of other gods along the way, Zagreus plunged into the Paradise of Elysee. He didn't even dare to open his eyes until he felt the powerful aura of Hades in Elysee. Only then did he put down his uneasy heart.

Although Hades used his power to seal his and Persephone's bedroom, Zagreus had a hunch that the horn on his forehead could break through everything. He then ignored the strange looks of other gods, covered his eyes with a white cloth, and smashed the barrier of divine power in front of him.

Originally, Hades was resting his head on Persephone's white and tender legs, enjoying the tender moment between the two of them. He had already sensed Zagros rushing in, but he did not care, thinking that the boy was having an intermittent nervous breakdown again. Then he used his divine power to put up a barrier, so that even if Zagros screamed his throat out outside, it would not disturb their world of two.

But the facts told him that he couldn't speak too confidently. As Zagreus slammed into the barrier, a sound of breaking glass spread throughout Pluto's bedroom, and then the divine barrier turned into black fragments and slowly dissipated.

Hades then opened his eyes and looked at the direction of the entrance of his hall with a hint of displeasure and surprise. At this time, the maid who was waiting in the temple came running over in a panic. She was a little at a loss when she saw the broken door of the hall, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only lower her head to clean it up.