The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 380 Speculation
"Just as described in folk legends, the Olympian gods have always been known for their indulgence in lust and their bold style..."

The reception room was bright and clean, with several people of all ages sitting in a circle around the tea table, listening to a voice talking.

A half-foot long bluestone box was passed back and forth between their hands. The Tai Chi symbol carved on it smoothed out all energy fluctuations and firmly confined the aura of the collection within the room.

"Fengdu and Daiyue Palace are the places where the souls of the guilty are examined. There are prisons all over the hells, and all the powerful spirits in the underworld..."

Between Lu Hetong's palms, the soul-refining blue flames swirled and roared, gradually evolving into chains as thin as hair, with the Yin Laws of the Ten Kings of Xuanmen on them, tightly binding the Rakshasa ghost, which was originally writhing non-stop but was now compressed to the size of a fist, tormenting it to the point of ecstasy.

He studied this rare creature with great interest, and continued without raising his head:

"As one of the 12 main gods, Hermes, the messenger of the gods, also has many descendants, including gods, demigods, and humans. But with this thing as evidence, there is absolutely no other possibility for the target's identity."

Following his words, everyone looked inside the bluestone box, where a reed stalk more than ten centimeters long lay, emitting a warm golden color from the inside out.

"In the Olympian pantheon, the one who is in charge of shepherding, nature, mountains, forests and countryside - the shepherd god [Pan]!"

"It is true." Zhu Mingyao sat at the bottom, thinking of the appearance of the enemy that night, and nodded slightly to himself.

In addition to him, the people present were all elites in the extraordinary world. They were not unfamiliar with this kind of knowledge and all showed expressions of expectation.

This sacred image has appeared in various literary and artistic works such as dramas, sculptures, and paintings since ancient times, so it is very well-known and even ordinary people can say a few words about it.

It is said that he has a human head and body, and goat legs, horns and ears. He wanders in the mountains and valleys all year round, keeping company with the spirits of nature.

In his spare time, he likes to play the seven-pipe panpipe made of reeds. The music he produces can hypnotize living beings. He is also the patron saint of Capricorn among the 12 zodiac signs.

"Ahem." Ed Warren, who had changed into a plush casual suit, cleared his throat and added information based on his religious background:

"Although he was later demonized by the church as the original form of the devil during the European Middle Ages because of his half-human, half-goat appearance, he is still an ancient god in the natural realm and has nothing to do with the hell camp."

Zhu Mingyao secretly glanced at the old exorcist who had long been famous, and felt a little surprised.

Master, you are very powerful. You are so frank in exposing the dark history of your backers behind their backs. Are you a believer in liberation theology?

As if sensing his gaze, Warren curled his lips slightly and sent a subtle communication spell over.

"Although I have many acquaintances in the Catholic Church, I am actually a member of the Protestant Presbyterian Church."

Without mentioning the flirting between them, Lu Hetong threw aside the Rakshasa ghost whose mouth was crooked and eyes were slanted, and who was twisted like Wu Laoer next door. Then he casually brushed off the Yin Fire on his hand and lightly picked up the reed.

"I don't need to say much about the common stuff in historical books. I will just talk about something deeper."

He has spent half his life studying the art of summoning gods and sending generals, so he is well qualified in his field when it comes to discussing the undisclosed secrets between ghosts and gods.

"The true form of the gods and ghosts displayed in front of the world often contains the divine virtues they embody. The various objects they wear and hold also have corresponding meanings. Just like the gold and silver bows and arrows, and gold and silver chariots carried by Apollo and Artemis, they are symbols of the power they hold over the sun and the moon. So the question is..."

Like all tech geeks, when talking about the areas of interest, he asked with a bright look:
"If one day the bows and arrows break and the chariots are shattered, what does that mean?"

Zhu Mingyao answered honestly: "The collapse of the power artifact means that even if they didn't fall from the altar and die on the spot, they were only a hair's breadth away from dying."

"Yes!" Lu Hetong said briefly and affirmed. He raised the hollow reed again:
"Reeds belong to the Yi wood element and grow near water, which corresponds to the [Mountains, Forests and Waters] domain owned by Pan. The seven-pipe panpipe can be used as a shepherd's flute, which corresponds to the [Animal Husbandry] domain. This is His artifact of authority. Now that it has collapsed and scattered, it means that it is already a remnant of its corpse. No wonder it is targeted by people."

"Old Lu, can you guess the identity of the other group?" Lai Henry leaned on the sofa, writing and drawing in a notebook.

Lu Hetong shook his head, then nodded:
"According to the descriptions of the guys, we can only confirm that the woman is the missing rising star of the Voodoo Cult, the priestess Queenie. She is now apparently possessed by a water god from Olympus.

However, the genealogy of the Holy Mountain God Clan is extremely complex, and there are many gods with river and ocean elements, so it is difficult to verify who they are. But judging from her words and deeds, she can call him the son of Hermes in a relatively equal way, so her status cannot be too low. "

As for the mysterious person you have been tracking for a long time, according to the logic of his actions, he should be collecting the spiritual elements of the concept of "mirror". The most famous person I can think of is "Bloody Mary"..."

"It's not her!" Blade Eric denied his guess. "Bloody Mary is a vampire spirit that has abandoned her physical form. Since Lord Van Helsing wiped out the Thirteen Clans in the 1870s, she has perished along with most of the surviving ancient vampires. And I didn't detect any vampire smell from the mirror."

"Then there's nothing much to say." Lu Hetong opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he closed it in the end. "The church should have more records about the last Azazel.

Listen to their conversations, as well as the other members, but the information is too scarce to make any rash comments at this time."

No one spoke for a while, and the air was filled with solemnity.

A group of descendants of gods and demons from the barbaric era, who crossed camps and systems to form a group, hiding in the dark, one can easily tell that they have ulterior motives.

It can't be that he is working hard to practice singing, dancing and rap just to debut as a super idol, right? "

Regardless of the strength or status of those present, they all sat firmly on the side of humanity, and no one wanted the world to fall into chaos.

Lai Henry put away his notes and pinched his nose tiredly. "Let's stop here today. I will report the results of the investigation to the authorities and major organizations."

He tried to keep his tone relaxed, "Everyone doesn't need to worry too much. To survive the Dharma Ending Age, one must have paid a huge price, and it is impossible to survive unscathed.

Otherwise, they would have emerged and dominated the area long ago. Now that we have some clues, we can deal with it calmly. "

This sentence sets the tone for the matter.

"By the way!" After seeing off Warren and Eric, Lu Hetong called Zhu Mingyao over.

"I have refined your reward magic weapon again."

(End of this chapter)