Greek Demon Myth - Greek Demon Myth chapter 145

145 – Oedipus the Thousand Demon.

The gates of heaven, once opened by the eyes that peek into the heavenly world, do not close even if the body changes, and the spiritual eyes opened in such a way can see through all kinds of things if they can interpret the traces.

The birth of a human face, the life of a human hand, and the destiny of a human being.

Most of them are unmanned people. Even if their spiritual eyes are open, they don’t have time to get drunk, they don’t learn.

Since he served as his teacher a master of miscellaneous liquors left behind in Murimsa Temple, he learned everything from fortune telling to contemplation.

What would this thousand-year-old demon say to me?

Should I say the feeling of a professor who found an ancient fish in a seafood market that looks like something out of Jurassic Park?

Even though Shakyamuni prayed for mercy to all heaven and earth and tried to save it, heaven and earth turned away from it, and even if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva tried to rescue it and save it, he couldn’t bear to reach it.

To be honest, I was in awe when I witnessed the thousand years old, which is said to be real even among fortunetellers and prophets.

‘Hey, how the hell are you still alive?’

The face of the man who faced after dispelling the grotesquely twisted coronary clouds looked a little older than I am now.

Her eyes were full of firearms, her hands were full of calluses, so she had both martial arts and martial arts, and her clear face was full of good spirits, so it was the image of a prince.

‘It’s a waste, it’s a waste.’

If it wasn’t for a thousand years old born at birth, he would become a ruler who would lead the country to peace.

The problem is that when he leads the country, the arrows of the arrow overlap and the country turns inside out and collapses.

Chi Se was the son of a sage and the times would make him a cancer.

“Yeah, of course! Dionysus’ prophecy was correct!”

“Dionysus?”

The God of Liquor?

Today’s special guest made a prophecy?

When I frowned at the name of God that popped out out of nowhere, the thousand-year-old nobleman straightened his disheveled attire and lowered his head with a sad face.

“I am Oedipus from Corinth. I am a pilgrim who has arrived at the sanctuary of Chiron like this, though I am undeserving of Dionysus’ guidance.”

“Oh…”

Oedipus.

The hero whose name means swollen feet was a hero I knew well.

He is the most ferocious hero in Greek mythology, a king, hero, and dying like a can of millet. He is the protagonist of tragedy that has been called many times in all kinds of myths, folktales, and even philosophy.

Is Yi Myung a hero of tragedy?

‘Yeah… Yes, only when the arms are twisted like this can they be recorded in mythology and remain in history.’

Yes, honestly, at this level, I should be famous and widely known even after death.

That’s why it’s not a little unfair.

But why does my business to my heart react with a flutter when I see this tragic prince?

Perhaps my first test is what to do with this twisted prince of fortune…

“As expected… Master Dionysus’ prophecy was correct. Your mine…!”

“Yes? What did you just say?”

-Puff!

Oedipus, who was staring at my face blankly, knelt down in front of me.

Then, with a desperate face, as if someone who had drowned grabs a straw, he would hold my hand tightly and not let go.

“Please, please save me!”

“No, wait..!”

What kind of hydraulic press is the power to hold hands?

Ah, come to think of it, he was originally a guy who won by taking a 1-10 match with his biological father and the SS.

“Let’s talk about it. Yes?”

“Please confirm that you will help first, that you will help! Until then, I will never let you go!”

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“No, tell me I know what you’re in and help you!?”

The opponent is the deadly flesh of bloodthirsty, the living flesh itself that brought the thousandth blood.

Even if it was the first test that my business reacted to in Amman, attacking me just because I touched it was like trying to stop nuclear fusion with my bare hands.

Even the energy of Oedipus reflected in the spirit was a monstrous form that had never been seen anywhere in the world.

I felt dizzy as a cosmic tentacle monster wrapped around my arms and pulled me into the abyss.

‘Ahhhhh…!!’

My spine trembled at the thrill of the reverse horse, which was covered in all kinds of chest juices.

My teeth tremble at the coolness of the red skin as if it were being stroked with a razor blade.

Nausea rises from the displeasure of the quiver like a poison swamp.

To be honest, I almost fainted at the horror of the attack, as if the wriggling chaos was crawling.

Honestly, if he hadn’t endured with the last ray of reason, Oedipus’ tragedy would have ended before it even began due to his fist flying reflexively.

In the end, it was the moment when I couldn’t stand it and tried to remove it with force.

“Didn’t you see it all already! Dionysus also said:

If it were you, you would recognize it at a glance and try to avoid it. Never let go!”

“No, what do I know…!”

Dionysus?

What the hell was that drunkard’s guardian deity talking about that made this cosmic horror cling to me?

While I was hesitating, the dark-eyed prince went over his hand and clung to my waist, and began to wail.

“Heh heh heh heh! I wandered all over Greece to stop my punishment, but no prophets or magicians turned their heads. If it’s not you, I’m…! Uhhhhh!”

“aaa!!”

In the eyes of others, it might look like a black guy grabbing onto a black guy and dragging him along.

I saw that some kind of space squid was dripping something like mucus with its tentacles on its back.

To be honest, I almost fainted, or blacked out or killed.

If you just separate the head and body here, wouldn’t it be better to cut the hair that will be killed anyway?

“Hero! Please have pity on this damned human! Heh heh heh!”

“Okay, let it go now!!”

In the end, this tragedy came to an end only after I declared defeat first.

* * *

“Sigh, thank you, thank you…”

“That black guy doesn’t look very good even when he sniffles, right? And follow me ten paces away!”

Hey hey hey.

Go away, you cosmic squid.

I wanted to change my seat and talk, so I took the cosmic squid (Oedipus) and went out to the dialogue.

Because the nymphs of the trees carry all sorts of stories, and even the wind gods and harpies are huddled together because of this morning’s hero battle, so it wasn’t very good to talk about these things.

“Thank you, thank you…”

Even though the business I received is a business.

I wonder if the difficulty level from the first opening exam was too hellish.

A test asking what to do with a thousand years old, even in the long Murim temple.

The problem is what should I do with that twisted man named Oedipus.

Should he be the next god of adversity to save a hero in irrational adversity, befitting his profession as the master of hardship and adversity?

Or should I push my back to make that fate come true as the one who controls the fate that everyone fears?

Even if I ask about the career that allowed me to see through that thousand years old by sympathizing with my spiritual eye, that nail-sized career remains silent.

I tried to spin the bet in a frustrated mind, but it only swallowed my energy, and there was no answer.

‘What are you saying to me?’

I asked several times in a cramped mind, but the soybean grain, which I don’t know if it’s a new business or a burden, just quietly occupied a place in my heart.

“You went to the fortune teller and got a fortune.”

“Yes? Ah yes yes! I received a prophecy from the temple at Delphi, not a fortune teller…”

“Tell me exactly what you said.”

Neri took the fuse of the Trojan War that should have gone to her sister, and I don’t know how far the butterfly effect of the myth overturned because of me went. The first thing to do was to understand the situation.

“That is…”

“No, no.”

However, I immediately changed my mind.

This was the sanctuary of Chiron, Greece of the Age of Mythology, where all kinds of gods and heroes gathered.

In the middle of a forest where trees have ears and rocks have mouths, this was not a matter to start with.

“For now, let’s go together.”

“Uh, where?”

“….”

Once you put aside the spiritual eyes, Prince Oedipus was a pretty likable guy.

A handsome man with a gentle impression at an age that seems to be a little older than me.

If you look only at the contemplation apart from the eight characters, he is a truly blessed and prosperous prince, but the new flesh he was born with is a sin…

‘Aww…’

I shuddered and turned around and urged my footsteps, shuddering at the thousand deaths of the Cosmic Grasshopper that appeared sneaking around Prince Hunnam in an instant.

“I’m a bit busy right now. Like this war, there are a lot of things to do at the festival.”

“Ah! I saw it too. The overwhelming inaction he showed against those great heroes alone! I would have thought that Dionysus’ prophecy was not a metaphor but a reality!”

Ah, yes.

I have another god to visit later. sh*t.

As if seeing a male idol he longed for, Oedipus came closer to me with his thousand flesh like a cosmic squid and his eyes twinkled.

“How did you get that power? You must have had bloody training, right?”

“Don’t come closer than 10 paces… Whew. Don’t talk.”

I ran through the grass in disgust at the sight of tentacle slime that sent chills down my spine.