Greece brings evildoers

Just as a large-scale military training to sharpen weapons for battle was in full swing in Thessaly, Perseus, who had returned without success, also returned to Olympus among the stars.

In the empty and majestic great temple, Perseus knelt half-kneeling in front of the steps and returned his life to God King Zeus.

"Hercules is determined to stay in Thessaly, assist Admetus, and jointly resist the invasion of the djinn clan."

"Is he going to disobey?"

Zeus' face on the throne darkened and his eyes narrowed.

Perseus in the main hall quickly explained to his disciple: "Hercules did this for you. He just couldn't bear your temple to fall into the hands of his enemies. Your faith will be destroyed from now on, and he absolutely did not intend to disobey you." Meaning!”

"For me?" Zeus raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Essentially flirting with the rebels in Ares Mountain, and replacing Eurystheus as the King of Argos?"

The solemn thunder echoed in the great temple, and Perseus' heart sank in front of the steps.

Even if he had the intention to hide it for the reckless disciple, the father-god knew everything about what Hercules did in the world, and even some inside stories that even he didn't know were known to the father-god.

This can only explain one point.

In addition to him, the father-god had other eyes and ears monitoring and listening to Hercules' words and deeds.

"Glory, artifacts, adventures...when have I ever been stingy with what he wants?" Zeus's hand holding the scepter tightened unconsciously, and his eyes gradually turned cold, "I gave him so much divine grace. , but in the end it’s still not mature enough!”

"Father God, everything Hercules has done is just to protect the holy land of Thessaly for you." Perseus saw that Zeus seemed to be really angry, and defended his disciple again and again, and made a guarantee , "I believe that his heart is still towards you!"

Zeus did not comment on this, but looked at Perseus in the court who was trying his best to speak up for Hercules, and asked casually.

"So, you just let him stay in Thessaly?"

When Perseus heard this, his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.

Almost out of instinct, he immediately lowered his head and apologized humbly.

"I failed to bring Hercules back. It was my dereliction of duty. Please punish me!"

"He is the one who disobeyed. What does it have to do with you? I'm just asking casually, don't be so nervous."

Zeus pressed his left hand softly to comfort him, then his eyes flickered slightly and he continued to delve into the topic in a nonchalant tone.

"However, I remember that I seemed to have said: If necessary, you can take some coercive measures and bring him back to Olympus first..."

"I've tried it, but I'm no match for him." Perseus replied calmly.

"You can't defeat him even with the three divine objects I gave you?" Zeus was a little surprised.

"That child is better than I expected." Perseus replied sincerely, with a hint of heartfelt approval in his eyes, "The growth rate is also beyond my imagination, and now I have nothing to teach him. His."

"Really?" Zeus nodded and praised, "That's really amazing, and it's not in vain for your careful cultivation of him."

Perseus shook his head and said seriously: "No, Hercules' achievement is all due to you!"

Then, he paused and spoke again to clarify for Hercules.

"So, I believe that with that child's character, as long as this battle is over, he will definitely return to your service and apologize to you for his transgressions!"

"Your relationship is so good..." Zeus looked at Perseus, who had vouched for Hercules time and time again, with emotion. He thought for a moment and smiled, "Forget it, since you said so, I The king will just believe him for once."

"Thank you, Father God!" Perseus couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring him back when the war in Thessaly is over!"

After all, Heracles was a child he raised and taught himself. If he had the choice, he certainly wouldn't want to be on the opposite side of this child.

Perseus was sincerely happy for his student and brother to be able to return to the banner of his father and revive the glory of Olympus.

Moreover, with his knowledge of Heracles, he was confident that he could put things right and persuade Hercules to return to his rightful place after the war.

"Don't worry, of course don't worry." Zeus smiled and nodded, then laughed at himself, "After all, you are now my most trusted son."

Hearing this, Perseus was moved and a little ashamed.

It seems that outsiders have too deep a misunderstanding of God the Father, especially those brothers and sisters.

Thinking of this, Perseus felt an impulse in his heart and blurted out a word that was deep in his heart.

"Father God, please allow me to go down to the next world and help Hercules defend Thessaly!"

"You want to go too?" Zeus looked surprised when he heard this.

"Guarding the Holy Land for you and expelling foreign enemies is what we, the Sons of God, should do." Perseus first stated his superficial responsibilities, and then expressed his deeper views in a deep voice, "I believe that as long as we successfully defeat the giants, , to resolve this crisis, not only the Thessalians, but the entire Greek city-state will remember your love for the world, respect you more, and have more faith in you than before. Moreover, the sooner the war ends, Heracles will be better. The sooner Si Ye can return, he will continue his unfinished trials and unfinished business!"

"Well said!" Zeus nodded with satisfaction, his face full of smiles, "In that case, I will grant you your wish."

Hearing that the proposal was officially accepted, Perseus' eyes were filled with joy from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, father..."

"Puff!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Perseus lowered his head stiffly, looking at the white arm behind him that pierced his chest and the divine core that belonged to him in that hand, and he couldn't help but look stunned.

"I accept your divine core."

In the whisper like a silver bell, the charming figure who appeared in the hall at some point stretched out her slender waist, licked her moist cherry lips with her pink tongue, and whispered close.

Perseus subconsciously turned his head and saw the beautiful girl with purple-black long hair like a waterfall and amber eyes.

And as their eyes met, the amber eyes immediately enlarged in Perseus's field of vision until they occupied his entire heart.

His consciousness was pulled down, as if immersed in endless darkness.

Looking up, Perseus saw a ruined world, a dark hollow celestial body with red and black mud flowing on the border, constantly pouring malice on the devastated earth, all the light was swallowed up, and there were countless dry bones and debris under his feet.

The broken-winged nymph, the heartless Titan monster, the twisted golden corpse, the headless bronze giant... appeared in his eyes one after another.

At the same time.

Buzz!

In the heart-pounding tremor, the red and black mud flow gushed out from the ground under Perseus' feet, forming a red and black mud mixed with pure malice in the hall.

Ripples appeared on the lake surface, and a changing black cube slowly condensed and rose, and its volume continued to expand.

After a moment, this thing twisted like a Rubik's Cube, and the scarlet and dark magic patterns crawled all over the surface of the black container.

As the last darkness was lit up, a pool of red and black liquid rose from the dark interior to the top, pouring down from the [hole] that was dissolved by the [world], pouring all over Perseus' body.

A strong malice spread from the white little hand that pierced Perseus' abdomen, forming hideous red and black lines on the body of the Perseus youth.

"Puff~~"

With a dull sound like a bursting water bag, the girl pulled out her palm with satisfaction.

The squirming wound on Perseus' chest tore open further, exposing the rolled flesh inside and the white bones that were crackling under the heavy load.

Through the bones and fascia, you can see that his abdominal cavity is filled with surging red and black mud, and the hideous red and black lines replace the original divine lines, crawling all over every muscle and organ in the body.

As the divine core, which had been completely dyed black, was withdrawn and put back into Perseus' body, the flesh and blood on the chest of the Perseus youth who stood there like a wooden stake quickly healed, and the broken chest was filled with black mud in an instant.

After a moment, Perseus' chest beat again, and his eyes slowly opened.

But at this time, his eyes were dark and empty, without any spiritual luster at all, and he stood woodenly in the hall, like a puppet without a soul.

The charming girl with purple-black long hair looked around the newly-made work for a while, then tilted her head and looked curiously at the God King Zeus on the throne.

"Isn't he your most trusted son? How can you bear to do it?"

"This king does trust him, but he has betrayed this king's trust."

Zeus on the throne spoke slowly, with a gloomy face.

"So he deserves to die even more!"

"I think he hasn't reached the point of betraying you yet, has he?"

Pandora, who had been hiding in the dark and watching the whole process, blinked and couldn't help but say something fair.

"But he released Hercules privately and sympathized with those traitors in Thessaly, so he can't be called loyal."

Zeus snorted in response, and a faint light flickered in his open eyes.

"And if loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyalty!"

Pandora couldn't help but applaud with a smile when she heard this argument.

"That's right! You're right!"

Just because Perseus hasn't done something now doesn't mean he won't do it in the future...

Just because he doesn't have the ability to do it now doesn't mean he won't do it in the future if he has the ability...

Just because he doesn't have the opportunity to do it now doesn't mean he won't do it if he has the opportunity...

There is a kind of sin called sin in the future!

And this God King is best at preventing troubles before they happen, erasing all factors that may threaten him and shake his divine power.

Therefore, when Perseus began to waver in his heart and his emotions were biased, his fate was doomed.

Looking at the doll covered with red and black lines in front of her, Pandora sneered and shook her head. With a clap of her fair little hands, the legendary Perseus sank into the red and black quagmire.

And in that dark ocean, dark figures loomed.

Some of them were three-headed poisonous dragons, hydras, sphinxes and other magical beasts killed in the Arcadia beast tide, some were large and small magical pigs that died in the Calydonian hunt, and some were centaurs, giants and blood heroes that died in Thessaly...

Seeing that her collection had one more, Pandora raised her hand with satisfaction.

The black mud on the ground faded like a tide, and a six-sided silver-black metal module engraved with dense spells rose from the ground and fell into the girl's fair palm, constantly changing its appearance with a unique rhythm.

Fight, fight, the more fiercely you fight, the stronger I will be!

Even, beyond the one on the throne!

And in the end, these evils conceived by you will swallow you all up!

The witch looked at the bloody future and licked her lips excitedly.

"Where are the giant spirits? How are the preparations going?"

Hearing the deep voice asking from the throne, Pandora suppressed her malicious smile and shook her head helplessly.

"I don't know what's going on. They don't believe me anymore. They yell and kill me when they see me, so I don't know the current situation."

Is that so?

Zeus murmured, his eyebrows gradually knitting together.

Something unexpected had changed again. This feeling of being out of control really made him very unhappy.

"Forget it, don't worry about them, go find Eris and let her do what she should do."

"As you command, Father God..."

Pandora nodded happily, and her figure turned into a black stream of light and disappeared among the stars.

~~

At night, the royal capital of Thessaly.

While Lorne was hiding in the military camp, using the excuse of training divine blood heroes to avoid Hera's oppression, an uninvited guest broke into his camp.

The graceful figure entered, raised her hand slightly and pressed it on the metal bracket behind her head. The golden armor that sealed it automatically dissociated and recovered, revealing the true face of the visitor.

She has waist-length purple hair that is smooth and soft and as bright as violets. It is tied with a ring-shaped hairpin and neatly coiled around the back of her head. A few loose bangs are slanted in front of the straight and sexy nose. Her hair slowly rested on Yuze's rounded shoulders, and under her thick and slender eyelashes were pupils that were more dazzling than gold.

The slender goose eyebrows are high and graceful, the crimson lips as moist as cherry flesh gently melt together, and coupled with the perfect prismatic cheeks as white as jade, everything looks so holy and flawless.

Looking carefully, it seems that a golden-green flame is burning in the depths of those eyes, giving the beautiful facial features a layer of majestic cold light.

The pure white cloak is tied around the thin shoulders, and the high stand-up collar is raised like a lion's mane, adding a bit of lonely chill and the majesty of a conqueror.

But looking down the outline, past the snow-white and sexy goose neck and collarbone, the first thing that bears the brunt is the big undulation that attracts almost all male eyes.

After removing the breastplate, the white dress was full at the top. Large areas of white fat were piled up like snow masses and exposed to the air. Because it was stretched to the extreme, the golden patterns embroidered on the outside of the chest were somewhat out of shape. .

Beyond the two tall peaks, below is an extremely slender and soft waist that cannot be grasped. In order to facilitate movement, the waist axis is tightened by a silver metal belt.

The silvery and shiny leg armor covers the slender and plump legs. The metallic color and the arc of the skin reflect, exuding a unique beauty.

After prying open the layer of golden battle clothes, the convex and concave devil figure, as well as the peerless appearance, are like a large luscious fruit that is ripe and about to burst. It makes people's mouth and tongue dry, their throats squirm, and their desire to conquer is heightened.

"Sister Ya?"

Lorne looked at the visiting Athena and the thick night outside the tent, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Is this, uniform temptation?