William even wondered if he had gone on the wrong set?

Isn't he wearing Grimm's fairy tales? How did it become a Greek mythology?

This...... William had a big black question mark on his face.

"What the hell is going on?" Although dreamy, William quickly came back to his senses and asked.

Old Witt smiled bitterly, "The Holy Light Divine Court descended on Balesta, and the old gods were overturned and dusted!" ”

"Mount Olympus fell to the earth!"

"Some of the gods died in battle, and some of them became alienated!"

"Only those of us who have the blood of ancient gods and strange creatures are left, living humbly in this world!"

Old Witt glanced at the two children who were in shock, then at William Freya, who was silent, and said, "The ancestor of our Witt family is the attendant of the god Pan!" ”

Pan ...... God? William stared.

"Yes, Pan!" Lao Wei nodded, his eyes fell into memory, "Pan God is also the god of faun!" He is the protector of shepherds, hunters, peasants and those who live in the countryside! ”

"He had a human body, with horns on his head, ears on his head, and a lower body and feet like sheep's feet!"

"He is divine, yet under the rule of the Light, he is considered by the ignorant people to be the embodiment of the devil, ignoring the protection of the god Pan for thousands of years!"

"The power of Panshen is powerful! He loves to blow the pan flute, and He plays the pan flute, which even the gods will be hypnotized when they hear it, and He has the power to control panic and nightmares, so that His enemies can panic and retreat without a fight! ”

"Pan is still the slave god of the great god of wine, Dionysus!"

Old Witt muttered, his words full of remembrance of the glory of the past, and his eyes fell on his two sons, not knowing whether to be sad or gratified, and said, "Children, I should have told you these words earlier!" ”

"Unfortunately, anger blinded me and made me lose my mind." Old Witt said that he had taken the sheep's word and drove away his two sons.

Both of them were digesting the information that old Witt had revealed, and remained silent and did not speak.

Old Witt continued, "Child, this is no longer our time, and we must hide ourselves in the darkness under the light, you know? ”

"You must know that in the light, not all the light, there are always some priests, in the darkness!"

Old Witt was talking about the Inquisition of the Holy Light Court.

The Inquisitors' many exorcists roam the land, using the power of the Light to hunt down creatures that hide in the dark, such as werewolves, vampires, and even witches.

It's just that at present, the center of the Holy Light Divine Court is in the east, and it is all in the land where the Holy Light originated, so the blow to these people is not so great.

Seeing his father's solemn appearance, both Gerwitt and Glivett nodded heavily.

"So, what about Pan?" That's when William interjected.

"Dead!" Old Witt was silent for a moment, then replied calmly.

"Dead? When? How did he die? Didn't you say He was powerful? William frowned and asked several questions in quick succession.

The bitterness in Old Witt's eyes became even stronger, "No one can stop the torrent of fate rolling forward!" Even God is no exception! ”

"God Pan is dead, just after the birth of the Holy Son of the Holy Light Divine Court!"

"When He died, the whole Sapphire Sea sighed and wept over it!"

"Only His blood remains, testifying to His traces in this world."

"My family once fed a sheep, it has the thin blood of the god Pan, and the wool it produces has a strong ability to keep warm, and it is strong, woven into clothes, and all iron is hard to break!" Old Witt finally said.

William's eyes lit up, the Witt family still had such a good thing, and he hurriedly asked, "What about the sheep?" ”

"I've run away!" Old Witt said.

"Ran away?" William didn't understand Old Witt's behavior, but seeing the complicated eyes of Gerwitt and Glivett, William instantly understood.

Sure enough, Old Witt followed and said, "It inherited the bloodline of Panshen and has strangeness, but I didn't expect that it also inherited Pan's cunning and treachery." It deceived me and made me make a decision to my sons that I regretted, so I decided to punish this dishonest sheep, I shaved its head and whipped it hard and drove it away! ”

Old Witt spoke blasphemous words without care.

I see! No wonder a sheep in fairy tales provoked old Witt to lose such a temper that even his own son could drive away.

Of course, it has something to do with Old Witt's short temper, but it also has a lot to do with the importance of this sheep with the so-called Pan Shen bloodline.

A flash of clarity flashed in William's eyes, and the illogical part of the previous fairy tales finally understood.

Old Witt continued, his gaze looking at William was full of enthusiasm and expectation, "Our family is just the attendant of the Pan God, and the bloodline level passed down from the body is not only low, but also weak, but Lord Zorro, you are different. You have the blood of Hercules in your veins, and this is a great being! ”

"Even if it's not the bloodline of Hercules, it's very likely to be Antai's bloodline!" Old Witt felt that he had spoken too surely, thought about it, and added.

William was 100% sure he didn't have these messy bloodlines in him.

His strength far beyond ordinary people also comes from his own training, rather than relying on the so-called power of blood.

Still, he asked, "Who is Antey?" ”

"Antey is a giant, a formidable opponent of Hercules! It is the son of Gaia, the mother of the earth, and Poseidon, the master of the sea, and it is deeply favored by Gaia, the mother of the earth, and the mother of the earth blesses it, as long as it steps on the earth, it will never get tired and will always be full of strength. ”

"Hercules strangled Antey in mid-air in the first place, otherwise Antey, who was standing on the earth, would never have been defeated!"

"Hmm!" William nodded calmly on the surface, in fact, his mind was full of mush. The information is a bit big, and it takes a little more stirring to digest it!

"Master William, let's test the power of your bloodline." Old Witt said politely.

"Testing? Can this thing still be tested? William wondered.

"Of course." Old Witt said proudly, and he took out from his bosom a precious oval-shaped milky white stone, on which there were circles of wheel tracks.

"Is it the one that can measure the blood of the gods in us?" William asked.

"Of course—no!" Old Witra said in a long tone.

Afraid that William would be angry, he continued in a hurried tone, "This bloodline stone can only test the attributes of the bloodline we inherited, as well as the strength of the bloodline, and it can't directly measure which bloodline exists!" ”

"However, knowing the attributes of the bloodline, based on the familiarity with the ancient gods, we can roughly guess what the bloodline is and do the corresponding training! This will allow us to better develop the divine blood in us! ”

"Lord Zorro, do you want to know the origin of your bloodline?" Old Witt stretched out the Blood Stone in his hand to William.

William was silent for a while, and the thought of luck suddenly flashed in his heart, just like the delusion of a person who does not gamble when he suddenly wants to buy a two-color ball, maybe he won, he hesitated for a moment, and then said, "How to test?" ”

"It's easy! Just drop the blood on the Blood Stone! The Bloodstone absorbs the blood and emits a corresponding light. ”