Greek Mythology: Starting with Becoming the God of the Breeze

Unlike Marquis Woban, who was already prepared for the hunt, the three Glaie sisters, who had just been summoned to another world, were completely bewildered.

They had just finished a battle on the island, with Enyo, symbolizing the sea monster's violent side, successfully seizing the eyes and teeth, thus gaining possession of these two organs for the foreseeable future.

Therefore, He was also the first of the three Glaie sisters to discover that He had left the world of Chaos.

"Such a faint power of rules... Is this the other world Mother spoke of? Pefredo, Denor, you two must be careful!"

Upon realizing something was wrong, Ernie immediately spoke up to warn the other two.

Although the three of them usually disliked each other and even loathed one another, wishing the other would die suddenly.

But in this unfamiliar world, the three of them can only have a better chance of survival if they unite with each other.

"Hahahaha!"

Just as the three Glaie sisters approached each other and adopted a wary posture, a wild laugh came from the high platform not far away.

"What a ridiculous scene!"

"The high and mighty gods have descended upon this world in a defiant manner. You, the mighty ones, should fight me with a terrifying, world-destroying aura, not with the cowardly behavior you display now!"

Marquis Woban slowly emerged from the shadows, his shadow distorted and elongated by the flickering candlelight, and his smile was arrogant and disdainful.

Clearly, He was quite dissatisfied with the disobedient god He had summoned this time.

What he wanted was to fight those powerful gods, defeat them, and seize a portion of their power for himself through the Circle of Usurpation.

They grow stronger with each battle!

This is the path Marquis Woban should take.

But the three guys summoned this time are clearly the worst of the gods, the lowest of the low.

Disappointed, Woban lost his last bit of patience.

He wanted to hunt down his prey himself, even if it was as weak as a rabbit in his eyes.

"Humans?"

Enyo gazed at Voban with his own eyes. As the lowest-ranking being in the pantheon of the Chaos world, he was not as confident in his power as those powerful gods.

Therefore, upon arriving in this strange world that seemed to be filled with powerful gods, His first priority was not to demonstrate His strength and conquer the world, but to survive as long as possible.

But upon recognizing the enemy, Ernie's expression instantly turned ferocious and enraged.

There are also humans in the world of Chaos. Those guys are so weak that He can easily crush them with a single finger. Even some demigods with divine power cannot contend with Him.

Moreover, this human before Him was weaker than any human He had ever seen. His soul was impure and his body was old and frail. Chaos had never seen a human age so much!

(The humans in the Chaos world at present are the first generation of humans, that is, the humans of the Golden Age. They do not age, do not get sick, and are several times stronger than ordinary humans.)

Therefore, when faced with such a weak enemy, Enyo's first reaction was anger.

He was furious at His cowardice and timidity, that He had been afraid and terrified of such a weak enemy.

"Go! Pefredo, Denor, go and kill that weak human!"

Enyo symbolizes the violent side of sea monsters, so her personality is the most irritable and easily angered among the three sisters.

Driven by anger, He immediately ordered the other two to deal with Woban, while He Himself planned to use His eyes to survey the surrounding environment.

In His view, a weak human could not possibly pull his three sisters directly out of the world of Chaos; He was just a nobody, and there must be another god behind him!

"Fine! I'll tear him to pieces with my own hands!"

Denor responded to Enyo's command immediately. He was already in a bad mood because of the failure to seize the eye, and now this weak human dared to offend their dignity. How could He tolerate this?

He wanted to show this human being what terror truly was!

Pefferido, however, hesitated.

As the most vicious of the three sisters, Pefredo is also the most stable and easy to manage. From Woban's tone, he could clearly hear the other party's confidence and disdain.

This guy is either genuinely confident in his abilities, or he's simply stupid.

However, considering that the other party summoned all three of his sisters, Pefferido believes the former is more likely.

Therefore, He did not respond to Enyo's command, but instead took a few steps back.

He planned to run away.

Three people, three different approaches.

"How boring..."

Seeing this, Woban's interest waned even more. What he hated most were these weaklings who didn't even dare to resist.

He likes wild wolves and hates obedient dogs.

Therefore, he set his sights on Pefferido, who was planning to escape from here.

"Hmph..."

"I am born of light from darkness, Lycaos, beautiful as radiance; grant me mighty power!"

The words of power rang out, and Marquis Woban began to use the first and most readily available power he had acquired.

The Greedy Pack of Wolves

Under the influence of his power, Marquis Woban's original appearance as a little old man instantly transformed into a werewolf standing three meters tall.

The wolf has appeared!

Moreover, as Woban's body changed shape, dozens of giant wolves, each the size of a horse and with dark gray fur, appeared instantly.

With a wave of his hand, two of the giant wolves began to swell, transforming into human-wolf forms nearly four meters tall.

"The aura of the sun? Is it Helios? No! This isn't the aura of Helios's divinity!"

At this moment, the three sisters clearly sensed something was wrong. From the surrounding wolf pack, they felt a strange yet somewhat familiar aura.

He is somewhat similar to Helios, seemingly sharing the same origin, but their overall forms of expression are indeed quite different.

Helios is more like the blazing sun, while the sun before us is dimmer and softer.

However, Worban did not give them time to think. After the wolf pack appeared, they immediately charged at Pefredo, one of the three sisters.

Pefredo's perception was not strong at the moment; he was only holding on by his basic god-level stats.

Therefore, when faced with the wolf pack's attack, Pefredo was almost powerless to fight back. Despite his small stature, he was directly pounced on by the wolves and pinned to the ground, where he was brutally torn apart!

"Pefredo!!"

Denor was shocked by the sound. After hearing Pefredo's screams, He instinctively wanted to rush over and finish off the wolf pack.

But the two werewolves summoned by Woban blocked his path and used their sharp teeth and claws to pin Denor to the ground and beat him mercilessly.

"Too weak! Too weak!"

Marquis Woban's expression grew even more gloomy upon seeing this. He had only used one power to suppress two of the disobedient gods into this state.

What decent spoils could such a weak god possibly bring him?