King of Underworld - Chapter 122



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Second task – Hydra Church (1)

Hercules looking at the Nemean lion he had killed and its descendants, the monstrous lions.

He quickly hoisted the lion’s carcass on his shoulder and began walking towards the temple of the goddess Hera.

Because I killed the lion, I thought I needed evidence for my report.

“Ah… no. Wait, that’s the lion corpse that guy is carrying.”

“The Nemean Lion… isn’t it? But that place is full of lion monsters…”

“Who the hell is that guy?”

“To kill the children of Typhon, a feat that even Bellerophon achieved by exchanging his own death…!”

Naturally, many people were shocked to see the carcass of a lion the size of a house.

As news spread that a muscular giant had completely wiped out a pride of lions,

Hercules met a middle-aged man who was about to offer a sacrifice to the gods.

“Ah, no…! Nemean Lion! Thank you so much! You have avenged my child!”

“…?”

“I am a human named Molorchos who makes a living by herding sheep. I lost a child to the thing on your shoulder.”

“But what business is this for me?”

“I’d like to treat a hero like you well. Would you like to come to my house?”

Molorchus, who introduced himself as a shepherd, said that he had found him while he was about to offer a sacrifice to the gods, asking them to slay the Nemean lion.

Then Hercules paused for a moment and went to his house to talk.

“So, you’re going to the temple of the goddess Hera?”

“It is the goddess’s task, so I must submit this corpse as evidence.”

“Instead of taking the whole body, how about taking the skin and wearing it? The Nemean lion is famous for its thick skin, so it would be a fitting reward for the great hero’s feat…”

After hearing his words, Hercules immediately took off the lion’s skin and began to shape it to fit his own body.

Even if you call it processing, it’s just roughly removing foreign substances and adjusting it to fit your body…

Boo- squeak-

“No, but wouldn’t it be better to use the bastard’s claws to peel it off? Why with bare hands… No, how…”

“Those claws couldn’t even scratch my body. I thought it would be better to just tear them apart with my own hands.”

“What…?!”

Maybe it’s because the Nemean lion died.

When Hercules pulled at the leather, it tore easily, although he had to use a fair amount of force.

It certainly felt like the monster’s hide was weaker than it was when it was alive.

Hercules, who had put on the lion’s skin, stayed for a while at Molorchus’ house and then headed to Hera’s temple.

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“That lion skin… is that the one who swept away the Nemean lion pride?”

“The one who was prostrating himself before the temple of the goddess Hera until recently has become a hero.”

“A feat comparable to that of Orion or Bellerophon…”

By the time he arrived at Hera’s temple, word about him had already spread quite a bit.

It might be natural, since he didn’t kill a pride of lions and quickly return, but rather slowly returned after seeing the world.

“Come, Hercules. The oracle has given you the instructions for your second labor.”

The high priestess of Hera already knew that Hercules had completed his first labor,

He was not even fazed by the lion skin that wrapped around him.

“The second task is to slay the Hydra at the Spring of Nerne in the southern region of Argos.”

‘If it’s Hydra, then it must be a child of Typhon, like the Nemean lion.’

Hercules left the temple of the goddess and thought about the Hydra.

Hydra is a nine-headed water serpent monster with a poisonous body fluid that contains a tremendous amount of venom.

The spring of Nerne, where the monster resided, was a magical spring and sacred sanctuary that Poseidon gave to Amymone, a human with whom he had a relationship.

It was famous for its water being polluted once Hydra began living there.

As Hercules was walking out of the temple, thinking of a way to deal with the poison, someone blocked his path.

A young man with pure white hair and a sickly, haggard look.

“Hercules. You were here after all.”

“Asclepius? Didn’t you say you were coming with Jason?”

“Jason, that bastard is still training because of you. The others are the same.”

He was a demigod born from Coronis, princess of Thessaly, and the sun god Apollo, and can be said to be the motive force of Hercules.

He was recognized for his outstanding medical skills and was chosen by the gods in Thebes to go to the underworld.

If Hercules sparred with other aspiring heroes and broke their limbs…

“That’s right. If you break this bone here, you won’t be able to move. Let’s find out a little more.”

“Ack! Asclepius, you crazy bastard! Go heal me!”

“No, let’s look a little further for the advancement of medicine. Hmm. This bone is protruding… If we turn it like this…”

“Ahhhhh! What kind of medical talent does this idiot have to come here?”

He was a man who was busy looking around at various things with shining eyes.

One of the heroes who looked upon Hercules without jealousy, as he was far from martial arts.

So by the time they left the afterlife, the two had become pretty good friends.

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“Of course I came running when I heard that you had slaughtered the Nemean lion pride. Hurry and show me the wounds you inflicted on the lions.”

“…? I’m tired, but I’m not hurt anywhere.”

“Tsk. I was expecting a little, but was it difficult for even that lion to inflict wounds on you?”

“It was just a monster that wasn’t much of a monster. The process of receiving the task from Hera was more difficult. No, it wasn’t like I wanted to be born as Zeus’s illegitimate child…”

Asclepius is horrified by Hercules’ grumbling, and covers his mouth with a tendon on his forehead.

“Shh! Shh! No matter how quietly you speak, don’t let such thoughts come out of your mouth.”

“…I know that too. But sending animal excrement is really…”

“What can I do? It’s not going to end well for a mortal to get involved with gods.”

Hercules, still looking dissatisfied, shut his mouth,

Asclepius, observing his expression, sighed and said.

“…except, of course, for Pluto, the god of mercy and justice.”

“That’s true. If I hadn’t heard those few words from my uncle…”

“What?! When on earth did you meet Pluto? Damn, I’m a little jealous of that.”

The topic of conversation between the two heroes gradually turned toward the labors of Hercules.

The hero of medicine frowned as he heard that his second task was to slay the Hydra.

“Anyway, I haven’t been able to make an antidote to Hydra venom, so be careful.”

“…I know.”

Hydra’s venom is the most lethal of poisons, causing even gods to suffer.

Surely his skin, strengthened by the waters of the River Styx, would not be affected?

But, if you don’t get hit directly by the fluid, and if it’s a poison fog, I think you can somehow withstand it…

“Oh, I’ve heard that the Nemean lion skin you’re wearing makes you immune to hydra venom.”

“this?”

“Yes. They are also children of Typhon. However, wouldn’t it be dangerous if it touched even a little bit of skin that the lion’s skin doesn’t cover? Here, this is a cloth imbued with the power of my father Apollo. I hope this will be of some help.”

“Thank you. Well then, I have to go kill the Hydra. See you next time.”

The hero of strength walked away from Asclepius, who shrugged his shoulders.

To complete his second task: slaying the Hydra.

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“After the Nemean lion pride, the next task is the Hydra…”

“That little baby just a short while ago has become a hero.”

“Humans grow up faster than you think.”

Of course, Hades and the other gods of the underworld were watching his journey.

When the story spread that Hercules had slaughtered a herd of Nemean lions in one day without causing any harm,

Because other gods, including Olympus, also paid attention.

Nana Chiron, the goddess Megaira, guessed that the task would be too much for him, but the other gods must have been quite surprised.

It seemed that there were still quite a few gods who thought of it as luck or good fortune.

“Even though he is a great hero on par with Bellerophon for killing Typhon’s children, the ending will not be good.”

“Even if Hades dipped that human in the River Styx, the venom of the Hydra…”

“Yes, isn’t it a deadly poison that causes great pain even to our gods if it touches them?”

Of course, it is very difficult for Hydra’s venom to reach a god.

It is unimaginable that even Mente, a lower-ranking god, would be hit by the flying venom, let alone one of the twelve Olympian gods.

If you have a certain level of divinity, you can kill monsters from a distance that Hydra cannot even see.

That is precisely why the monsters whose venom is a threat even to the gods were not subdued.

But on a mortal level, things are a little different.

“Hades. I think Hercules will die here… Will you help him…?”

“…Do other people think so too?”

As the goddess Lethe cautiously expressed her opinion with a worried expression, I looked around at the other gods nearby.

The gods of death, Ceres, Moros, Mente, and Hypnos, who were different from Thanatos, exchanged glances.

“Well, wouldn’t it be difficult for the waters of the River Styx to stop the venom of the Hydra?”

“I don’t know if he is truly the hero of prophecy, but he is a great hero for having defeated the Nemean Lion…”

“How about keeping an eye on it for a while and then sending a divine beast to rescue it?”

“This seems like a hero with real potential, and I understand Hera’s circumstances, but this is a bit harsh…”

The general opinion is that Hercules will be defeated by Hydra.

But Hercules, the greatest hero in history, was not in a position to be dealt with by something like that.

Of course, even if other external factors cause variables here.

“But please watch for a bit. If you can’t even do this, I can’t take you to the fight against Gigas.”

“but…”

“I told you firmly that Hera will not punish him by killing him outright. She will have to torment him with tasks…”

How many tasks could be too difficult for a mortal strengthened by the waters of the River Styx and the milk of Hera?

How much more so for someone who has received education from Chiron and has wrestled with the goddess of vengeance?

An invincible hero with virtually no rivals, except for direct punishment from the 12 Olympian gods.

I wasn’t worried about Hercules at all.

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