Greece brings evildoers

After five days of searching in vain, the God of Sleep and the Three Furies had no choice but to return to Tartarus to suppress the restless souls of sinners, as well as the noisy gods and Titans.

The three remaining Dream Gods also withdrew to the Dreamland one after another, leaving only a few Dream Gods to serve as sentries.

Obviously, they had given up the pursuit of the three fugitives.

However, to be on the safe side, Loen stayed for two more days, and after confirming that this was not a trap, he officially said goodbye to King Minos that night.

Before leaving, the Minotaur took the last team member out of the court prison and brought him to the two.

Looking at Sisyphus who was still sleeping soundly on the ground, Loen couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"It's been seven days, he still hasn't woken up?"

"Wake up, wake up, more than a dozen times."

"Then how..."

"Wake up, when he wakes up, knock him unconscious, don't let him...know...too much..." The Minotaur answered stutteringly, and pointed to King Minos beside him, "Father, said..."

Loen nodded, naturally understanding King Minos's intention.

For safety reasons, it is indeed impossible to let Sisyphus, the old liar, notice their relationship.

But...

Loen looked at the Minotaur's arm, which was thicker than Sisyphus' neck, and Sisyphus's head, which was obviously fatter, and couldn't help but mourn for a few seconds with a guilty conscience.

Every time he woke up, he had to face a fist as big as a casserole, and was physically hypnotized by someone, and it was the upright Minotaur...

Loen could probably imagine what kind of miserable life this unfortunate child had in the temporary prison.

After a few simple greetings, Loen picked up the still unconscious Sisyphus, hid his body, and quietly slipped out of the back door of the courtroom.

It must be said that after the withdrawal of the God of Sleep, the Three Goddesses of Fury, and the Three Gods of Dreams, the so-called defense line was useless in Loen's eyes.

And the fact is indeed so. It only took a few hours for him and Thetis to quietly bypass the patrolling guards, pass through the three-way intersection of the Garden of Truth, and head towards the Garden of Elysium.

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Under the guidance of the map given by King Minos, Loen and his party successfully arrived at the periphery of the destination.

Looking around, on an infinite field filled with gray death fog, tens of thousands of resentful or unwilling undead wandered and scratched in front of a golden barrier built of dense divine texts, and were reluctant to retreat.

This wall is called the [Wall of Sighs], which is the last barrier separating the [Garden of Elysium] from the Garden of Truth.

After crossing it, even the smallest undead can get the life they dream of.

But more often they can only sigh in despair, and when this obsession completely dissipates, the ghosts will decompose into floating ghost fires, and finally become pure death.

After a long period of accumulation, thousands of unconscious phosphorous fires have already floated on the endless wilderness.

"Buzz!"

Behind Lorne, the [Flame] representing purification emerged, and then he raised his hand to outline a series of runes. Whether it was the ghosts who were wronged and persistent, or the unconscious ghost fires, they all fled and scattered like mice seeing a cat, leaving a path leading directly to the Wall of Sighs.

Then, the two walked forward to the light barrier, and Lorne recalled the spell taught by King Minos and outlined the runes in the air.

With the completion of the last stroke, the brick-shaped divine structure automatically retreated to both sides, like peeling an onion, opening up the Elysee Garden in the core area layer by layer.

Finally arrived!

Thetis breathed a sigh of relief and followed Lorne, the backbone, moving forward nervously.

After breaking through a barrier like a water film, her five senses, which were suppressed by the deathly aura of the underworld, instantly became several times clearer. The fragrance of the soil, the warmth of the sun, and the chirping of insects and birds were all clearly captured, and a strong sense of freshness filled her heart, cleansing her body and soul.

At the same time, Sisyphus, who was carried on Lorne's shoulders, suddenly opened his eyes. His previous half-dead appearance disappeared. Like a mouse on stimulants, he instantly jumped out of Lorne's shoulders, rushed madly to the river ahead, and drank it in big gulps.

The gurgling water filled with ether factors twisted and turned around. He tasted it with a handful, and it was clear and sweet.

After drinking a lot, Sisyphus rubbed his neck, which was gradually disappearing due to the soreness, and looked back excitedly.

"Brother, hurry up, this is the water of life I saw in the book, which is extremely beneficial for nourishing divinity and soul."

Lorne did not answer and looked around seriously.

In addition to the abundant ether in the water source, the air is filled with magic that is so dense that it is misty, and the plants on the land are extremely dense.

On both sides of the road and in the woods, you can see shrubs full of fruits and heavy grains everywhere, and the sound of birds and insects can be heard from time to time. The flowers and plants that grow wantonly are fragrant and pleasant, and bees and butterflies dance among them.

Compared with the Greek land that has experienced several human extinctions, this place is like a grand garden with extremely rich products, and there is food given by God everywhere.

Such pure ether fills every space. The residents take a breath of air, drink a sip of water, eat some fruits and grains, which can be directly digested and absorbed by humans, gods, and even incarnated spirits to maintain daily needs and even improve themselves.

In addition, there is no invasion of cold and heat, no ravages of natural disasters, no scrambles for wars, and far away from the troubles of the world, the faces of the residents are filled with peaceful and satisfied expressions. It is indeed not an exaggeration to call it the [Elysian Paradise].

Lorne and Thetis glanced at it and couldn't help but see that the soul was no different from a living person.

Their skin is full of healthy luster, and each of them maintains the most perfect physiological state.

Obviously, the rich magic power of [Elysée Garden] has given them brand new bodies.

However, the residents of the Elysée Park in front of them were walking around aimlessly or stopping to take a nap. None of them showed vigilance and surprise towards the arrival of outsiders like them, the kind of welcome that was displayed on their faces. His smile was obviously twitching his muscles, but it seemed like the expression on a puppet's face remained unchanged.

After looking at it for a long time, it makes people feel hairy.

Moreover, if you carefully observe the eyes of the residents, you can clearly see that they have lost focus, which makes the three of them look more like they are indulging in a sweet dream.

Something's not quite right...

Lorne looked down at the grass-green ground. With his gaze blessed by divine power, he penetrated the soil and saw hundreds of spiritual veins like surging rivers, converging from the infinite wilderness outside the Wall of Sighs, nourishing them. Hold this small piece of pure land.

Death is not the end, chaos and nothingness are the origin...

I see!

Not all souls can maintain themselves after death. After death, a large part of those weak-willed lives are reduced to pure ether, filling the hole called the [Abyss] under Hades, or becoming To nourish the Elysee Garden with nutrients and bring happiness to this paradise.

No wonder the gods love to provoke wars. It turns out that it is not just to compete for faith and declare authority.

More importantly, by constantly creating death, they can harvest the spiritual life on earth as crops one after another, recycle the ether absorbed by all things from the world, suppress the numbers of various populations, and maintain the glory of the gods that will never dim.

In a sense, the gods may be the source of unrest and inequality in this world.

"found it."

While Lorne was thinking secretly, Thetis, who was searching in the paradise, pointed to the figure standing in the shade not far ahead.

——Tall and straight figure, beautiful and delicate facial features like a flower, plus a Cyprus-style costume.

This resident of the Elysée Garden is undoubtedly the soul of Adonis.

But like everyone else, he was also confused, like a puppet who had lost his mind.

"Hey, don't sleep, wake up!"

Seeing this, Lorne stepped forward and shook Adonis by his collar. Seeing that the other party did not respond, the roulette wheel behind him pointed at the [Flame] containing the power of purification, and he raised his hand to face the handsome boy. Slap him hard several times.

That clear and loud voice sounded somewhat like a public revenge.

Well, he admits that he hates handsome guys, especially those who are handsomer than him.

"Snap, snap, snap!"

Accompanied by a burst of pain in his flesh and a burning sensation in his soul, the dazed Adonis suddenly opened his eyes, covered his red and swollen cheeks, and looked at the stranger who was violently assaulting him in shock and fear.

"You, you guys..."

"Just wake up, don't be afraid..."

Lorne patted the other person's shoulder, squeezed a gentle smile from his face, and comforted him softly.

"We were entrusted by the goddess Aphrodite to come to Hades specifically to get you."

"Lady Aphrodite?"

Upon hearing this, Adonis's eyes suddenly lit up, filled with excitement and hope.

"She still misses me?"

"Yes, there is no doubt about her love for you."

Lorne nodded, not minding a few nice words for his employer, and then after briefly appeasing Adonis' emotions, he raised his hand and pointed to the Wall of Sighs in front of him.

"Time is tight, if nothing happens, let's leave now."

For some reason, he always felt that the atmosphere in this [Elysée Garden] was a bit strange, and his intuition told him not to stay too long.

"well!"

Adonis couldn't help but agree, and quickly followed the trio, preparing to leave.

However, just as Lorne entered the secret text to open the ban and led the three people out, Adonis, who was at the end of the team, had just stepped across the light-like passage, and a dark symbol with a flowing halo appeared in Adonis. An anxious mark appeared on Nice's forehead.

"ah!!!"

The pain that stirred in his mind like a red-hot iron rod made Adonis feel like he was struck by thunder. His eyes were bloodshot, veins popped out on his forehead, and he let out continuous screams.

At the same time, in the palace deep in the underworld, a pair of dark eyes slowly opened, revealing a gloomy cold light.

Rats broke into his garden and tried to take away his collection.

"It seems that the house really needs to be cleaned..."

In the murmur, the slender figure stood up from the throne, drew out the long sword on the stand with his slender fingers, and passed through the empty and silent hall like the wind.