Suddenly the weather in Sardinia suddenly became gloomy, thunder shook, lightning struck, and gusts of wind suddenly came.
Tick, tick.
The climate of Sardinia is a typical Mediterranean climate. The summer is controlled by the subtropical high pressure, which makes it hot and dry. Rainfall is a very rare thing.
"Nasty rain, really nuisance, don't come near me."
A beautiful voice suddenly sounded. On top of the telephone pole, a girl was standing on it, looking into the distance. This was a very beautiful girl, about three or four years old. When she was young, she was carrying a beautiful and beautiful angel. Like appearance.
She just said this, and the rain around her automatically avoided her like a knight who obeyed her orders. The raindrops fell to the ground, soaking the entire Sardinia, but the area where the girl stood seemed to have no water. It's the same as being affected, it's so dry.
"I feel the breath of the dragon. This dragon is so powerful and vital. I can already feel that this dragon is plundering, snatching things that do not belong to him, and taking this thing as his own, making the world I started crying." The girl said in a cold voice, "As a god, I should destroy this evil dragon that makes the world cry, but as far as I am concerned, as the Earth Mother Goddess, the dragon is my dependent and our Earth Mother Goddess. The most loyal ally."
An owl landed on the girl's shoulder. The god's gaze was so profound and the wisdom was so far-sighted. She stretched out her white little hand, and the owl rubbed her hand intimately. The girl touched the owl's feathers and said, "You guys Go track that evil dragon for me. Even if she is my ally, you should see if she is qualified."
The owl accepted the order from the goddess, spread its wings, and flew in the storm. The blessing from the goddess's voice allowed the owl to move without any hindrance, and she flew towards Sardinia.
There, the dragon's powerful enemy will come, all because of her will.
"Young dragon, let me see what you are capable of."
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Kusanagi Godou suddenly woke up from his dream. A tear fell from his eyes. Even he himself did not know why he was crying. He only knew that he seemed to have lost something very important. He was carrying his small schoolbag. He held the B5-sized slate of "The Book of Prometheus" next to his bedside table in his arms.
A b5-sized rectangular stone slab with a very childish painting on it. In the center of the painting is a man with his feet chained up. Surrounding the man are eagles with spread wings, as well as patterns of the sun and stars. It looks quite ancient. The stone slab was quite worn as a whole, and there were signs of fire around it.
If you are a magician with considerable knowledge and experience, you will definitely be able to see the true identity of this slate painting. It is the magic book "The Book of Prometheus" from the mythical era. However, to Kusanagi Godou, this is just Just an ordinary slate painting.
Prometheus, a wise man in ancient Greek mythology, a descendant of the Titans, one of the Greek gods, he and Athena worked together to create mankind, just as the defender of human interests, in order to obtain the flame from the god Zeus, in front of everyone He deceived Zeus in the god's banquet and also stole the fire from heaven, thus bringing civilization to mankind.
But it is precisely because of this that Prometheus, the god who deceived Zeus, was punished by Zeus. Two servants of Zeus took Prometheus to the Caucasus Mountains and tied him with an iron chain that could never be broken. On a steep cliff, he could never sleep, his tired knees could not bend, and there was a diamond nail nailed on his undulating chest, enduring hunger, wind and sun.
The creator of mankind and the inspirer of human civilization, the greatest god in Greek mythology and the most outstanding fraudster.
Kusanagi Godou didn't know what a powerful tool he was holding in his hands. He just followed his grandfather's instructions and returned this precious stone slab to its true owner, the witch Lucula Zola of Sardinia. in hand.
Kusanagi Godou boarded the laceration, which is an endless grassland. Starting from Cagliari, the capital of Sardinia, to the city of Nougat, it only takes a short distance to reach Lucula Zola. s home.
What was surprising was that when they arrived at the gate of Luculazia Zola's house, a young man and a limping girl who had been waiting for a long time found a black kitten made of stone. A man emerged from the house and spoke human words, "I feel the breath of the gods in the sky and the devil on the earth in you. Young man, who are you?"
The black kitten showed a humanized expression of confusion, seeming to be wondering about the boy's identity. At the same time, the kitten's round eyes stared at the girl next to the boy and said in surprise, "I remember you, you are the witch of [Bronze Black Cross] , Erica Browntree, the famous supernatural power, I don’t know why you visited my home.”
"Cats can actually talk." Kusanagi Godou said in surprise.
"Cats don't talk, people do. Lucula Zola, I heard your name from Erica, from now on you are mine, I want you to serve me, Regardless of whether you are willing or unwilling, you will eventually serve me."
William looked seriously at the kitten lying on the female wall and said, "This is the king's call."
"The King of Ireland?" The little cat chuckled.
"You seem to know my identity?" A curious look appeared on William's face.
"I have the ability of spiritual vision and can see many interesting things. Whether it is what I want to see or what I don't want to see. You are both the gods in the sky and the devil in the world. You are neither the gods in the sky." God is not the devil in the world. There has never been any disobedient god or god-killer that gave me such a strange feeling. It's like you have two identities. This is very strange. If it is exposed, it may cause trouble in Europe. Uproar in the Magic Circle.”
The kitten spoke slowly. It stretched out its tongue and licked the hair on its paws with a lazy look. "I saw your crown. Who are you? Where are you from in the mythical Ireland?" A king."
"I already know your true identity." Kitty said seriously.
"Oh!" William's eyes were filled with amusement.
"You are an elf, and you have a clover crown on your head. You are the king of the elf, the king of the Kingdom of Erin (Ireland)." The kitten said.
"But I am a king, how can I be a god?" William asked.
"Why not? The identity of the god who descended on Sardinia was Mecator, the god of storms, lightning, and the sky. But with the spread of Christianity, the former god-king became the demon god Ba'er of Solomon's Key. The god has become a demon. You, the dwarf, are not an ordinary dwarf. You are the king of the dwarves, and your true form is the king of the Danaan clan, Luger, the god of light."
"It sounds interesting and very imaginative." William applauded the kitten.
"The same god may have different names among different people, and different names represent different incarnations. In Celtic mythology, because the Anglo-Saxons invaded Britain and Ireland, whether it is King Arthur or Luger, the god of light, are both heroes who resisted the Saxons. The god they believe in is Woden, and Woden is another name of Odin, and the king of the sea giants is a clone of Odin."
The kitten showed his erudition, "King Arthur is also a god in Celtic mythology. However, due to the advent of Christianity, fewer and fewer people believe in Celtic gods. The myth was tampered with by priests headed by Patrick, so King Arthur From a god to a king, and from a Celtic king to a king who believes in God, you are the last dwarf king, Luger, the god of light."
