In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Ruslan was used to it, but felt an even stronger urge to vomit.

Lemoni covered his mouth, trying hard not to vomit, while recalling what Ocean had just said.

"Divine power"

Ou Shen just said that.

Is he a god?

Looking at Ocean, who was standing with one foot on a small boat and the other on a raft, his eyes shining, Lemony had this thought.

But after much thought, he shook his head while vomiting.

No, something like God isn't that weak.

What is that...?

After thinking for a long time, Lemoni still couldn't figure it out, so he simply shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

After all, Ou Shen hadn't intended to explore his own secrets. Isn't it shameless of him to pry into other people's secrets?

However, there is one thing that Lemoni has indeed made up his mind about.

That is—Oshenanos.

What an incredibly terrifying person.

His stomach was churning, and Lemoni could no longer hold back.

vomit------

......

"So that's how it is..." Hermes wrote something down, looking quite excited. "Fighting on the sea not only allows Ocean to use seawater to become stronger, reducing the proportion of divine power output and greatly reducing consumption, but it can also promote Ocean's growth...?"

"Interesting, really interesting!"

"Demigods are truly amazing creatures!"

"Hermes, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a female voice broke Hermes's self-amusement.

Hermes couldn't help but turn around and look.

He stood up respectfully and bowed slightly: "Lord Hestia."

“You don’t need to be so respectful to me, Hermes.” The beautiful woman, whom Hermes called Hestia, nodded with a slight smile. “What are you doing?”

"The great god Zeus has given me instructions; my current task is to observe the demigod Oceanus," Hermes smiled.

There was one thing he kept hidden deep within the body's nervous system, something he never said.

That is... in addition to this job, he also received a small commission from his cousin.

Hestia looked dignified, graceful, and beautiful.

Her full name is Hestia, the Goddess of Fire, but now the title Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, is much more prestigious than the title of Goddess of Fire.

She and her brother's two daughters were known as the "Three Virgin Goddesses".

"What brings you here?" Hermes asked Hestia cautiously.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to see the little guy." Hestia looked at the sea from the clouds, lost in thought.

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Chapter 522 The Tree Underground

Agabhimero was walking through a jungle.

"Tch, this rainy season is so annoying." Aga spat as he peeked at the gray sky through the gaps in the leaves.

Atlantis is vast, but the situation is strange.

It should have been mostly above water, like other continents.

But Atlantis was different. It was as if something had struck this continent hard, causing most of the continent to be level with the sea level.

In other words, although it is a complete continent with a continental shelf, it is extremely strange that it does not protrude completely from the ground, as if... some enormous pressure is pressing down on this continent.

This results in a large portion of the land being submerged during high tide, while during low tide, the land that should be the mainland reappears.

Because Atlantis is located near the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, close to the equator, and largely within the tropics, this continent does not have the concept of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

The only difference is between the dry season and the rainy season.

During the rainy season, it rains almost every day, while during the dry season, it doesn't rain for several months in a row. At least that's how it is in the area where Aga lives. I've also heard of other places where it rains all year round or where there isn't a drop of rain for several years.

"The rain is getting heavier again, sigh..." Aga sighed as he looked at the raindrops dripping onto the ground while hiding under a rock wall.

"If the rain keeps pouring like this, how am I going to get home?" Aga asked, looking worried. "My sister will have to worry about me again..."

He leaned back somewhat dejectedly.

He is currently in the woods outside the town of Ozark.

The siblings had relied on each other for many years, and normally Alma's income from the tavern was enough for the two of them to live on.

However, as Aga grew larger and larger, approaching adulthood, Elma was already exhausted by the time she realized this wish.

Aga has a huge appetite; he eats more than an Elma.

Alma could understand, after all, Aga was at a crucial stage of his growth.

But... how am I going to support my younger brother?

Aga chose to step forward himself.

With his strong physique and height comparable to an adult, Aga bought a short sword from the blacksmith and then entered the jungle.

That evening, Aga carried two demonic boars out of the jungle.

This is Atlantis, the region with the richest concentration of ley lines, where very few non-magical beasts appear.

Knowing what Aga had been sneaking out to do, Elma gave Aga a good beating.

It's a sad fact that Aga couldn't beat Elma.

Alma is incredibly strong; I really don't know how someone with such a slender body can wield such immense strength...

Then Alma cooked the two demonic boars and stuffed them into Aga's belly.

Regarding his first hunt, Aga didn't have many other memories, only that the scars Elma left on him seemed to be more than those on the demon boar.

This is a unique way for the siblings to get along.

Aga chuckled, grabbing the rock behind him as he tried to stand up: "If I keep dawdling like this, my sister's iron fist—"

click-

"Ugh?"

Aga pushed the stone over, and a hole appeared behind him.

He stared at the empty space behind him, then glanced at his own hands, and froze.

I carefully checked my hands, and there's nothing wrong with them?

Aga cautiously peeked into the cave, and with the help of the sunlight outside, he could still make out the scene inside.

"Is this... a cave?" Aga walked into the cave with a somewhat uneasy feeling.

The cave is winding and twisting, and it doesn't seem to have been built by any other person or god.

"Whoa!" Aga startled a group of bats living in the cave. The bats' red eyes were very conspicuous in the dim environment, which startled Aga.

Whoosh—

Bats swarmed overhead, and Aga stared blankly at them flying away. He shook his head and continued walking inside.

A sense of novelty arose in Aga's mind. Caves are a rare sight these days. He was lucky to encounter one today. He decided to play around for a while before going back!

"Ugh—it stinks!" Lemoni leaned against the rock wall, carefully walking across the area covered in foul-smelling bat droppings, and continued forward.

Aga's night vision is pretty good, or rather, people who are used to hunting generally have good night vision.

He admired the strange terrain, beautiful stalactites, and occasional glimpses of crystal along the way.

"It's so beautiful! If my older sister had time, I'd love to let her come and see it too," Aga exclaimed involuntarily.

After squeezing through a narrow obstacle, Aga suddenly felt a sense of spaciousness.

“Where is this…” Aga leaned against the rock wall, marveling at everything before him.

Sunlight filtered softly through the cracks in the rocks above, giving the spacious underground space a new look.

That is--

A huge tree growing underground.

"Apollo, bless this..." Aga looked at the giant tree standing in the narrow light and jumped down from above.

The giant tree's ability to grow in this dark underground space is not only due to the sliver of light leaking from the cracks in the rocks high above, but also to what lies beneath it.

Spiritual veins.

This is the key to the growth of giant trees.

“It’s…unbelievable.” Agabimello walked to the side of the giant tree and gently stroked it.

Trees of this size are actually not uncommon on the ground.

But this place is underground.

Moreover, could a tree whose roots wrap around a spiritual vein node be an ordinary tree?

Agapima was a lucky man.

When they were children, their parents died in a tsunami, while Aga and Alma survived by sheer luck.

This good fortune is also evident in daily life.

When I go out hunting, I often encounter monsters that are alone or have health problems.

This also includes this time...

Feeling Agabimello's touch, two slender branches emerged from the giant tree and gently wrapped around Agabimello.