Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

West is within reach.

Just what do you want to do after you get your body?

Ali Kumeng hasn't made up his mind yet—he just doesn't want himself to just disappear between the heavens and the earth, in obscurity, without leaving any traces.

No matter where the myths and legends are, most of the souls with hope and resentment cannot be extradited smoothly into the underworld.

Ali Kumon guessed that this was probably the reason. He failed to wait for the person who would pick him up, and was finally inexplicably absorbed into this system for testing, and finally met the requirements of the system and became its owner.

But no matter what happened, Ali Kumeng always felt that if he had another chance to live, he would have no reason to give up.

After getting this body, great rivers and mountains are waiting for him to travel.

Everything in the world is always different at different times, and no one will dislike living a long life.

"I need to use your body." Ali Kumon said, with a tone of joy and relaxation that was completely different from the usual quiet and dull tone. "Relax, don't think about anything."

The angry god easily surrendered control of his body, and his mind was full of the resentment and unwillingness that "friend" would have after he took Zeus away.

Not being rejected in any way, Alikumon was quite happy with the result.

He opened his eyes and felt the pull of his facial muscles, a movement that couldn't have been more natural—a reality that was so different from the empty movements of his soul.

The cool breeze blowing past on Mount Olympus, and the slight touch of the cloth sticking to the body were so real that Alikumeng was filled with undetectable touch and excitement in his heart.

There is soft green grass under his feet, and there is a golden cup full of mellow wine in his hand. The fragrance of nature and food penetrates his nostrils and infiltrates his heart. Alikumeng lowered his head and tried to take steps, almost worshiping the gifts of the world. The mood itself tastes every different feeling.

This is true.

Ali Kumeng sighed contentedly, and looked up at the two gods who were standing not far away and talking.

There is a huge difference between the two in terms of level and stature, which seems absurd to Ali Kumeng, who completely treats these two people in numbers—it’s like the gap between the sea and the lake. gap between.

"How can you help me?" The deity, who had waited for a while but did not see any action from Alikumon, urged impatiently. He was used to Alikumon's quick and rough solutions to problems, so that now Time was too much for him to bear.

The god felt a little strange about his current situation-except that he couldn't control his body, everything hadn't changed.

His body felt surprisingly relaxed, but the feeling of being out of control made it difficult for him to adapt.

"It's very easy to take down Zeus." Ali Kumon suppressed the slight enthusiasm that leaked from his eyes, "But do you just want to take him down?"

The god thought for a while, "What do you mean?"

"That's what you think." Alikumen straightened his robe, turned around and walked towards a place where he could have a sense of presence in Zeus' eyes.

It couldn't be easier to take down the unscrupulous stallion. For Zeus, he could eat the meat that was offered to him and his appetite.

Alikumeng lowered his voice, and said in a seductive tone, "Don't you want him... to always be thinking about you and to be attached to you?"

Undoubtedly, his words hit the god's mind completely.

The gods have never liked other people since their birth, and the existence of Zeus is almost his entire understanding of his own love.

"You mean... I can monopolize Zeus?" There was obvious disbelief in the god's tone.

"Love..." Ali Kumeng paused, and rarely expressed his thoughts to the host, "Love is one-to-one."

After being stunned for a moment, the god sneered.

Although his understanding of Ali Kumon, who was living in him, was limited to the omnipotence of the other party, it did not prevent him from laughing at the innocence and stupidity of the other party at this moment.

"Where did you get that statement?" If the god could control his body now, he would probably have bent over laughing.

Ali Kumeng was silent for a moment, lowering his eyes and quietly listening to the host's laughter.

His statement is indeed a complete joke in this world.

Alikumeng sighed inwardly, and felt that he could get rid of his plan of falling in love safely after getting his body, and finding an ordinary second-class god or fairy elf to live a good life.

He looked down at the mellow wine in the exquisite golden cup in his hand, reached out to pick up an olive on the table, and just happened to raise his eyes, and he slammed into the eyes of the gods embracing the second-class gods.

Ali Kumon was slightly taken aback, nodded like Zeus, lowered his head and stuffed the olive into his mouth, and chewed like a squirrel with a puffy face.

He is completely different from the image created by the host.

Ali Kumon no longer stood silently watching his target in the darkness where the king of gods would not even bother to give him a look.

The banquet of the gods was scheduled for spring, which itself was an excellent condition for the flower god of spring, but it was a pity that it was cut off by the host himself.

There are some things that you have to fight for yourself, if you stay where you are and watch helplessly, you can't get anything.

Alikumeng thought so, and tasted the meals on the long table bit by bit seriously.

After the experience of losing everything, Ali Kumon has a special cherish and respect for everything in this world.

Because all he can feel is hard-won.

At a time when other gods are hooking up with each other, a god who eats intently is special.

Gradually, some gods noticed the serious second-class god with a bulging face after eating half of the long table.

He is like the ubiquitous fragrance of flowers in the spring air. His slightly curly blond hair is softly attached to his head. The robe on his body can be seen to be well-groomed at a glance. His drooping eyes have long and dense eyelashes. When he raised his head to fetch the food, his gaze was as refreshing as the drizzle in early spring.

The divine power on the other party was gentle and peaceful, almost making the fairies and elves around him stop making noise and chatting peacefully.

This is a very cold god.

The character of most of the gods is just like their godhead and power, and their priesthood has a great influence on them.

So most of the gods who observed this somewhat strange god immediately came to a conclusion.

Zeus, who had a strange perception about certain aspects, was naturally attracted to him.

He looked at the second-class god who was working hard and seemed oblivious to the attention of his surroundings. He could see through the other party's priesthood at a glance.

His aura really matches his godhead, Zeus thought, but if he really had this aura, he shouldn't have discovered it until now.

Zeus thought for a while, then pointed to the god staring blankly at the horn of abundance that continuously provided food, turned his head to look at the smiling god beside him, and said, "You have a good relationship with him."

The god turned his head to look, his face froze, but he nodded reluctantly under the eyes of the king of gods who seemed to see through everything.

"En." Zeus nodded, and his eyes fell on the god who held the golden cup and tasted the wine.

"He got into trouble." The second-class god was dissatisfied that Zeus' attention was drawn over, "He doesn't know who he offended, and he lost his name."

"Oh?" Zeus raised his eyebrows, looking more interested in that god.

He didn't find any power in that god that concealed his name.

"Alicumon..." the second-class god said it straight away, and after he finished speaking, he was slightly taken aback, and looked in surprise at the god who was still gnawing on the food wholeheartedly.

"It seems that the prank is over." Zeus laughed twice, let go of the second-class god's hand, and walked like Alikumon.

"Look." Ali Kumeng bit a piece of barbecue, eating with relish.

The host's voice sounded very excited: "Zeus is here!"

"Tsk, I said that Zeus is easy to take." Ali Kumon swallowed the meat in his mouth and took a sip of wine.

"Now, tell me, do you want to have a casual fight with him, or let him belong to you completely?"

Ali Kumon smiled and waited for his host to speak.

——No matter what you choose, everything about you will be mine.

☆、Pig teammate

Alikumeng clearly sensed the gaze from the host's "friend", piercing him like a real spike.

If he could really do something, that god would probably have poked him into a sieve.

——Maybe this god is waiting for him and Zeus Chunfeng to do something after being rejected for a time.

The popularity of the host is not good, because some practices are so extreme that even the gods who don't care much about human life and death are not used to it.

But even so, he has friends.

Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, and those who will mix with him will not have good ideas.

Compared to those who could pretend, Alikumon felt that his host was as crystal clear as a fine crystal.

The thinking is so simple and straightforward that it is scary and cute.

Thinking of this, Ali Kumon squinted his eyes, continued to pretend to be unaware of the surrounding sight, lowered his head and sipped the mellow wine.

"Have you figured it out?" Ali Cumon urged, Zeus was already very close to him.

Even if he didn't control his body, he could clearly feel the host's breathing becoming short.

This god, whose simple mind would instantly stretch into a straight line when encountering something related to Zeus, is now full of the idea of ​​snatching Zeus over and occupying him, making him his own.

And the price to be paid to get all this has long been left behind because of Ali Kumeng's effortless stealing of divine power over the past year.

"I want Zeus..." The god's voice trembled a little, and he suddenly felt that maybe he could look forward to what this powerful individual with his own thinking described as boarding him - one-on-one love.

"Huh?" Ali Kumeng raised his eyebrows, the gentle voice belonging to the host's body was completely different from his own deep voice, but after being able to suppress it, he could vaguely recognize a similarity.

This made Alikumon feel an inexplicable comfort in his heart.

"I want Zeus...to be mine alone." The god who said these words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and suddenly fell silent.

This idea is too far-fetched, but the god knows how powerful the unknown thing he hosts is.

He even once teased Hephaestus, the god of fire, without being noticed by the ugly and violent god.

Mysterious, powerful, undetectable.

No matter how naive he is, he still knows that there is something extraordinary about him.

In fact, the god clearly knew that he was not even as courageous as the demigods or humans he had killed before. At least those humans had generously admitted their love for Zeus in the face of his status and cynicism.

But he didn't even have the courage to face Zeus.

So he can only vent his anger on those people - he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this, in the eyes of the gods, human life is always worthless, and it is fun for the gods to sacrifice life and happiness It is also a good result.

The god sighed imperceptibly.

But even if he destroyed all those people, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

What he resented the most was that he didn't even have the courage to approach Zeus.

You see, it is still his body, but after changing his soul, he immediately received a completely different treatment from before.

This is quite ironic in the eyes of the gods.

But don't worry too much, Zeus will be his soon.

Neither Hera nor the swarm of noisy bees buzzing around Zeus would be gone.

Alikumeng's eyes moved slightly, sensing the host's thoughts, and glanced at the program that only he could see to continuously input data, his brows frowned slightly.

Forcibly changing the thinking of the king of gods is not as simple as imagined.

Ali Kumon thought for a while and stopped the operation of the program.

Being able to become the king at the top of the gods and sit firmly on the throne for so many years, no matter whether he became the king aboveboard or stepped on his brother by means, Zeus is destined to be not a simple character.

The slightest abnormality would be noticed by this god, and Alicumon lowered his head slightly under Zeus's seemingly all-inclusive and see-through eyes, posing a tame and gentle posture.

The consequence of being careless is to be thrown into hell completely.

If this transaction fails, I am afraid that the frustrated host will no longer trust him.

Although Ali Kumon could find another host, it was not an easy task to find such a brainless and simple host with a body that suits him quite well.

What's more...

Ali Kumeng took a piece of meat in his mouth slowly and chewed it carefully.

The reason for giving the host such a choice is nothing more than that he wants to have a mountain to be reliable after getting this body.

He didn't want to deal with everything by himself, and it was very enjoyable to think about being able to get rid of some messy things and let the king of the gods block him.

It's just a loss of integrity, Ali Kumeng thought, and he couldn't make it to bed until he was exhausted.

It is quite cost-effective to exchange for future happiness.

Gee.

It's just a pity that I have kept my chastity for more than [-] years.

——The high-ranking magician who has been cold-hearted since he was alive thinks so.

"He will be yours alone." Alikumeng stood beside the Horn of Plenty that delivered the food, his eyes fixed on the artifact, and he regretted why he couldn't order food.

Eating too much barbecue meat is a bit boring-even if it is delicious cooked by an artifact, he still misses down-to-earth dishes such as cumin beef and green pepper shredded pork.

Unfortunately, Corner of Harvest does not offer a la carte service.

The powerful breath of Zeus was getting closer and closer to him, and the Horn of Plenty gradually stopped producing food because of the approach of the owner.

Alikumeng looked up blankly, but unexpectedly, what appeared in front of him was not the burly and handsome king of the gods, but a piece of dazzling gold.

That was the beloved son of Zeus, the sun god Apollo.

Ali Kumon silently took back the words he had prepared to deal with Zeus before, and met Apollo's eyes that were as bright as the sun.

It was hot and eerie rising warmth.

"Respected Sun God." Alikumeng nodded to this awesome person who dared to intercept his father's prey halfway.

This kind of thing is probably done by the Greek gods, who can even sacrifice their lives for the pursuit of pleasure.

A god once said that being looked at by Apollo's eyes is like getting the light of the whole world. It's a strange feeling-it's like everything was born for you.

Alikumon and Apollo looked at each other for two seconds and blinked.

Probably because he didn't have the romantic feelings unique to those gods, he didn't feel the shock in that description at all.

The effect of self-contained color contact lenses is awesome.

This is his only emotion.

Apollo looked at this second-class god who seemed to be unaware of his charm, and his eyes softened a little.

No god can resist the gentle sun god. He is a little interested in this second-class god, but it is not enough to let him let go of the main god's reserve.

He was waiting for Ali Kumon to speak to him--to praise him or simply invite him to leave the banquet.

Apollo didn't care about the current mood of the goddesses and gods who hooked up with him before. What he is most interested in now is the person in front of him.

"..." Aliku looked at Apollo with blindfolded eyes, gradually a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Apollo frowned slightly, met the slightly suspicious eyes on the opposite side, and pursed his lips.

Ali Cumon made up his mind that he didn't want to talk to Apollo. In his opinion, the background of the son of Zeus was not strong enough.

He looked down at the Horn of Plenty, then at Apollo, and finally his eyes fell on a thick Zeus not far behind Apollo.

With a hint of caution and flattery, he looked at Zeus who was playful, "Exalted Zeus, the king of the gods, may I ask..." He paused, with embarrassment on his face, "Can you use the horn of abundance again? ?”

Zeus paused - it seemed that he didn't expect the other party's request to be like this.

But there is no doubt that Alikumon's ingratiating appearance pleased Zeus very well.

The main god, who didn't intend to care about his favorite son, glanced at the Sun God with a half-smile, and his divine power flowed, and the Horn of Harvest once again sent out food to fill the entire table.

Ali Kumon smiled slightly at Zeus, and then, to the surprise of all the onlookers, he lowered his head and continued to choose his favorite food.

The surrounding gods looked at him with crazy eyes, including those who hooked up with Zeus and Apollo before.

"What are you doing!?" The host urged him anxiously.

"What's the rush?" The old god Ali Kumeng was there, "Do you know that there is a trick called playing hard to get?"

"I thought you were always efficient." The god taunted him.

Ali Kumon clicked his tongue lightly, and it seemed that his host was quite anxious.

But in fact, this kind of thing can't be rushed.

"Zeus is not very easy to win." Ali Kumon stated the facts, and glanced at Zeus who turned away without any trace, "I thought you had experienced it."

The god's breath froze, and he suddenly felt that he was being ridiculed. He was so angry that he wanted to refute back, but it was as if the pause button had been pressed. He found that he could not refute.

Ali Kumon breathed a sigh of relief, for a moment he almost lost control of his body.

It has to be said that he has a little selfishness.

As long as people with desires get what they have always desired, they will continue to let the desires spread endlessly.

Ali Kumon also has desires. After re-feeling the taste of owning an entity, Ali Kumon is somewhat nostalgic and does not want to lose it.

Even though he knew that this body would be his sooner or later, Alikumeng still didn't want to let it go for no reason.

It's a pity that before completely obtaining this body, the host has the absolute initiative.

Ali Kumeng stuffed a cherry into his mouth, and the sweet taste spread from his mouth, but his full stomach made him not in the mood to savor the sweetness carefully.

"The gods are having a carnival." The Sun God who was standing aside seemed to feel embarrassed. He coughed lightly and walked to Ali Kumeng's side, reached out and took a fruit that the other party seemed to want to take, and played with it in his hand.

Ali Kumon moved his gaze to Apollo's hand following the fruit, and finally looked up at the sun god's overly handsome face full of helplessness.

He opened his mouth slightly, and finally chose to compromise: "The gods prefer parties, but I prefer banquets."

The reason why a banquet is called a banquet is to combine eating and playing.

Compared to having the so-called "carnival" with the group of gods who exude a strange aura of eagerness all the time, Alikumon is still more willing to squat and eat.

This group of gods has a special fanaticism and hobby for the behavior of procreation. Ali Kumeng, who has no idea what is good and refreshing about this kind of activity, can only watch quietly from the sidelines.

"I see." Apollo raised his eyebrows.

Ali Kumon pursed his lips and smiled embarrassingly, and buried himself in hard work under Apollo's probing gaze.

This isn't going quite right, he thought.

According to his previous plan, he should have already talked to Zeus by now—in fact, he did talk to the main god, but it was not his goal.

Ali Kumon felt a bit pained, and then glanced at the energy and final success rate calculated by the program to tamper with Zeus's thinking, and smacked his lips, thinking that manual processing is better.

If the program is just a program, it must have forcibly changed Zeus's thinking to meet the host's transaction requirements, but the existence of Ali Kumon made this matter less decisive.

——Because he still expects to be able to lean on the mountain of Zeus after getting his body.

If Zeus finds out that something is wrong after the transaction is successful, it will not be the host but him who will be unlucky.

Sun God, who was ignored once again, frowned tightly. He glanced at the food on the long table, and couldn't believe that his charm was not even as good as these things that could only satisfy his tongue.

Apollo, who has always been praised by everyone, frowned and directly held Alikumon's claws that stretched out to the grapes again, and clasped them tightly.

Ali Kumeng was stunned, looked up at the sun god, and then at the watery grapes with water droplets, and finally looked pitifully at Apollo...holding his hand.

The sun god felt as if he had done something heinous.

After thinking for a while, he took off a grape, peeled it and put it in Alikumon's mouth, his eyes were almost gentle.

Ali Kumon's scalp tingled.

——There is really something wrong with this rhythm! !

He glanced at Apollo with some hesitation, then looked at the surrounding gods who were watching this corner, and silently opened his mouth to gnaw the grape under the eyes of everyone envious and jealous.

As if the sun god had discovered the joy of feeding the little squirrel, he peeled another grape and put it in Alikumon's mouth.

Do not! !

Ali Kumon felt the host's rising anger, and he was about to cry.

My goal is not you, don't do this to me!

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have pretended to be cute!

When Ali Kumon swallowed No.18 grapes, he finally became light and lost control of his body.

Apollo was peeling No.19 grapes, but was suddenly pushed away by the docile young man.

He looked at him unhappily, but was taken aback by the other person's expression that seemed to have changed.

"You..." Sun God's brows, which had finally been stretched, furrowed again.

"Go away!" The god thought that Ali Kumon and Apollo had almost declared each other's ownership just now, and he was so angry that he held the silver plate full of grapes in his hand Throw to the handsome sun god.

"Go away!" the god roared angrily, "I love Zeus!"

As soon as he spoke, not only Apollo, but he himself was stunned.

Ali Kumeng watched all this happen, groaned, and covered his face in pain.

Incompetent bungler.

stupid teammate.

☆, outsider