Greek Demon Myth

3 – Dianes of Pasos

Sowing Festival.

The festival to welcome the farming season, also known as the Demeter Festival, was a large-scale event celebrated here on the island of Pasos.

So, in the temple of Zeus, too, during the Demeter festival, the strict curfew and labor training were suspended, and free time was given to the children to enjoy the festival with the money they earned from working.

But it seems that there is no such event this year.

“We need to wipe it clean, guys!”

“Hasn’t the dust accumulated here! You have to polish it to shine!”

“Those who haven’t washed yet, tell me quickly! If you get caught later, you won’t even be able to break the bones!”

Just like the military units who heard the news that the division commander was coming, the priests rolled up their arms and cleaned the temple, and the children also had to work with their hands without time to enjoy the festival.

“Hey, hey Dianes. Did you hear that?”

“What? Talus?”

Whether it’s the Heavenly Demon in my previous life or not, now I’m just one of the ordinary orphans, so I’m working hard on my hands.

Suddenly, a boy with red hair clung to the side.

His name is Talus.

He was a guy who liked to brag that he was the son of Ares, and he was quite good at fighting.

When I first came to this temple, I ran into a group of people who said I was going to die

Perhaps he changed the route, he came to me from time to time and was busy bragging about this and that.

He is the son of Ares and the prince of a distant kingdom.

To hear that his servants will come to see him soon.

I’m arguing that I’m an orphan with no ties, but to be honest, even if the Amman kid messed around, to me, who was rolling in the 21st century gorge dissension and the middle plain with a history of thousands of years of war,

It was just cute.

“So, what are you doing today?”

“hehehe… Don’t you know? Why is everyone so busy?”

This guy sneaked into the priest’s office again and overheard it?

Looking at what he’s doing, I’d rather be the son of a thief than a god of suicide.

“What are you so excited about? If you’re not going to talk, don’t bother and get out.”

“Profit…! Are you going to regret treating me like this later? At this festival. As long as Master Chiron comes…!”

“Kyron?”

Although his days as the heavenly horse of Murim in Jungwon were significantly longer than his days on earth, his first life on earth did not disappear from my mind.

And the knowledge of Greek and Roman mythology, which I secretly glanced at a lot in my distant memory, was quite helpful at times like this.

Chiron.

As a centaur, a half-human, half-horse race, he is remembered as the teacher of heroes who fostered countless heroes because of his high level of learning and incompetence, contrary to the general view of his fellow countrymen.

A big man like that is coming all the way here?

“Hey! He’s coming to take me, the son of Bona Mana Ares! Wait and see If I become a hero at Chiron Academy, you cheeky bastard…”

“Thanks for the advanced information”

In an instant, I sealed Talus’ blood, closed his noisy mouth, and kicked his ass.

I thought about Chiron.

A centaur who is the god of time and a blood relative of Kronos, the king of the former titans, and the teacher of countless heroes.

Besides that, I couldn’t remember anything clearly.

Originally, I wondered if there was a story in mythology that the half-man, half-horse would come all the way here, so I racked my brains.

I couldn’t think of anything. He was beaten for nothing, saying that his hands stopped after he was blankly beaten.

It was a night when the new moon rose after a day’s work was over.

I carefully made my way out of the room where the other children were asleep and grabbed a wooden sword.

In my head, there were countless martial arts and martial arts, but it was better to practice at dawn, when the energy between heaven and earth is most exquisite and pure.

It is self-evident that if you practice with such clear energy, you will be able to revive the achievements of your previous life even more quickly, as it is the body of a young child whose muscles and bones are growing rapidly with less impurities in blood and blood.

I haven’t missed a single day of early morning practice.

“Honestly, it’s much better than rolling in the Three Tao River in my previous life…”

In my previous life, I died without knowing why. When I woke up, the 12 divine horses who were looking down at me had literally rolled to the point of death to make me the heavenly horse of the time.

Thanks to that, I was able to overcome the realm called the Land of Heaven in an instant, but honestly, it would be better to build up the level slowly than to do it again.

“Let’s see… Did you pack everything?”

Except for the wooden sword at the waist, I didn’t have anything to pack, but after the last inspection, I lightly activated light air and ran through the forest.

The history and stamina were not good enough to learn the light work of the ascendant such as the Heavenly Demon’s Limbo or the Jeunjong.

So, the footsteps currently in use were Mangryangbiikbo, or Mangryangbo for short, which was learned by the demons who were active as the magician’s waterspouts.

As the name suggests, the ghost’s flying footsteps were sneaky and fast, so it was not inferior to the footsteps of the flesh.

Although it was a high-level step that made me wonder if a 15-year-old child could master it.

What is it?

“I am the Heavenly Horse”

Thousands of years of history.

At the end of that history, the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Demon, who did not hold the position of a religious leader, but became the supreme master and heaven of the Demonic Cult himself.

No matter how much I became an orphan in another mythical world, that realization and group did not go anywhere.

Look at it even now. It’s only been a year or so since I relearned magic arts, but my mangryangbo was already stealthy and swift enough to be comparable to the advanced magic tricks.

‘Today, I aim to raise the martial spirit method to at least 3 stars. Swordsmanship is still a rescue swordsman

The bet won’t support me, so the golden sword…’

The qigong I am currently learning is Muryeong Sim Gong, which I accidentally acquired while searching for the remains of the Jeonjin faction in the past.

Magong is inherently very fast, but it is so unstable that there is a great risk of coin cultivation.

As much as that, when you are originally in the Demonic Cult, in order to support such an unstable initial stage, the reserve demons are given Demonic Rings, or the higher-ranking demons assist the Demonic Gong’s luck.

But I am the Heavenly Demon.

Even if they learned magic arts again, the instability of magic arts was not even dangerous.

However, another characteristic of magical arts has prevented them from learning magic arts.

It was the unique magic of a demon who had mastered magic arts.

No matter what kind of magic you master, if it is not the silver magic of the demon cult killers, the moment when the achievement of normal magic goes beyond the five stars, every time you use your ki, you emit demonic energy, revealing that you are a demon.

Arousing a sense of intimidation and fear in those around you just by emitting energy.

That was the teaching of the asuras and yakshas of hell, and it was to show qualifications as a demon.

However, given my current situation, if I spread demonic energy around, I’m sure it’s a monster or a villain, so it’s perfect for getting stabbed. I couldn’t learn magic right away.

But there was a way to replace it. It was the spiritless spirit law of the progressive faction.

In order to create magic, it is necessary to make a sincere bet to become a leader of the Magi or Jeongjong school.

The martial arts of the Jinjin faction had no such limitations.

A qigong that goes well with both magic and martial arts without hesitation.

That’s why the martial spirit.

A qigong that accepts any martial arts, whether it is magical or divine.

In my current situation, it was a new feat that couldn’t be better.

“Hmm? What?”

While I was making plans for today’s training and running through the light air, something sharp and fierce suddenly flew towards me.

– Crispy!

As soon as he noticed the flying object, he swung the wooden sword from his back and knocked it off.

“Ugh?! What kind of power is this!?”

The thing they hit was an arrow.

A silver arrow that glows softly as if bathed in moonlight.

The arrow that flew while shattering my wooden sword in slow motion was as beautiful as a piece of art.

Kwajik!

I wonder if the arrow that passed me in an instant and was half embedded in the rock still didn’t lose its strength.

It was humming and vibrating.

“What is this?”

I thought it was a hunter’s arrow, but the energy contained in the arrow was unusual.

At first glance, it resembles the Seongi used by the Malcons of the old file room, but its purity is higher.

Somewhere, I felt a sense of rejection, as if rejecting human energy.

Are you rejecting the touch of a man, not a human?

“Be still”

-Ugh!

The arrow that was pulled out with force, or to be more precise, the energy contained in the arrow vibrated as if it were alive and rejected my touch.

The aura resembling the moonlight that runs amok nervously as if it would burrow into my blood and twist it at any moment

It was orphaned, yet ferocious.

“To make Ki have a will…?”

In the past, when I was a heavenly horse in my previous life, it was a qigong skill that only I could do in the middle plain Murim.

Not only treats qi itself as will, but also assimilates to qi and infuses qi with will to infuse cognition.

The realm of authority that approaches the creation of life.

Is there a being that can show such talent?

-Ugh!

“Even if you stay still”

Amman, I may have become a weak child, but I was a person who once showed the extreme level of qigong to the point of creating a demon spirit with only demonic energy and using it as a hand signal.

There was no problem with pressing the qi contained in these arrows.

I pulled out the bet from the dantian and pushed it into the arrow, and the energy that was like moonlight in the arrow

I was desperate.

I was thinking of destroying it as it is, but for some reason I thought it would be a waste.

“If the energy is this clear…”

I’m on the verge of dying because I don’t have enough bets, but it’s a waste to just blow away such innocent energy.

“Come on. Come here”

Slowly following the instructions of the Muryeong Singong, I wrapped up the energy contained in the arrow and slowly absorbed it into my body.

Befitting the Muryeong Singong, who embraces both magic and divine skill, I was able to induce unfamiliar energy without difficulty and slowly transfer it to my blood.

The energy that entered his body fluctuated and tried to twist the qi and blood.

That outburst was instantly caught up in the suction magic I used and slowly pulled into one side of my short circuit.

“Whoa… I’m going to digest this slowly later… Let’s see.”

The arrow in my hand had lost its energy and didn’t shine as beautifully as before.

It was as beautiful as if it was still melted in the moonlight and made into arrows.

In the past, even when he reigned as the god of 100,000 mountains as a heavenly horse, there were countless rare gift items.

While it pleased the eyes and ears, this arrow was one of the most beautiful of the dogs.

“…It is indeed the realm of new technology”

As I was still looking at the arrow, a sharp, familiar energy attacked my back again.

– Wedges!

Perhaps he was grumpy for blocking the first arrow, but the arrow that flew this time even contained life and seemed to sting his skin.

“Tsk, I wondered if it was a mistake”

However, there is no way that a master who can put such energy into an arrow like this will confuse the target.

-Cheong!

The swiftly swung arrow hit the flying arrow accurately.

“Ugh… My body still can’t keep up…”

Once it’s made of the same material, it didn’t break like the previous wooden sword, and I was able to get hit by an arrow with only a slight bet.

However, because her body was still immature, her strength did not support her, and her bones cracked.

“Tsk… This is enough to get a good night’s sleep, but would you like more?”

Pretends to be in the direction the arrow flew from.

Probably the person who shot the arrow at me.

I moved the bet to fix the broken bone and aimed an arrow at the human body.

– Bass Rock!

“From the looks of it, you don’t seem to be a normal person… Why did you shoot an arrow after all?”

As I energized my arrows, the culprit, who had been hiding in the shadows of the forest, slowly appeared.

“Huh…!”