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Chapter 385 Hestia’s new car is on the road, please take care of it (4.1k)

"This is……"

"The Divine Spell of Cronus."

Prometheus put down the clothes lifted up from his chest and explained with a smile.

"He needed my wisdom but didn't trust my loyalty, so he took the necessary steps."

"What about you now?"

Lorne's heart sank, and he couldn't help but look worriedly at the fire thief whose life was in the hands of Cronus.

Leaving the giant spirit clan's lair and coming to the Ares Mountain to have secret talks with them is not considered "loyalty".

If Cronus detects it, Prometheus' fate can be imagined.

"Don't worry, [God's Curse] is currently in a deep sleep stage. As long as I'm careful, there won't be any danger for the time being."

Prometheus explained calmly, then changed the topic and looked at Lorne in front of him with a smile.

"Of course, I have to thank you for this. If you hadn't shattered Cronus's [Crown] in Thessaly and forced him to return to the tower to recuperate, I would have received the message from Hestia I’m afraid I don’t dare to act rashly, and I don’t even have the chance to come out of the underground.”

When Lorne heard this, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then he and Athena stepped forward to check the divine curse, hoping to break the shackles on Prometheus.

However, the fire thief waved his hand and declined the two people's kindness.

"I know my own situation well. This divine curse is easy to destroy, but as soon as it is touched, it will immediately alert Cronus and make His Majesty the God King suspicious."

"Why do you care? Why don't you just come to Ares Mountain?"

Hestia scratched her head and asked subconsciously.

"But I can play a greater role if I stay underground." Prometheus replied solemnly, his eyes distant.

Seeing that Prometheus had made up his mind, everyone had no choice but to give up.

In order to break the dull atmosphere, Lorne changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, how is Cronus doing now?"

"Although the injury was serious, it did not touch the essence."

Prometheus sighed and answered truthfully.

"Because as long as the [God's Throne] is still there, he can use his immortal power to repair his body, return with the crown, and once again start this destined war of giant spirits!"

"So, the key to victory or defeat lies in the Titan Temple?"

When Prometheus heard this, he looked at the four gods with normal expressions in front of the fire with some surprise, and a touch of relief appeared in his eyes.

"It seems that you have already guessed the answer."

Athena nodded and asked directly.

"How long will Cronus sleep?"

"About seven days."

Hera's eyes flashed sharply: "Then can we take advantage of his recuperation period to raid the Titan Temple?"

"I'm afraid it won't work..." Prometheus shook his head and explained in a deep voice, "On the one hand, there are a large number of giant spirits guarding near the Titan Temple. The number of people sent is too small and it will not help. There are too many people. It is almost impossible to sneak in silently, it will only alert the snake; on the other hand, Cronus is just sleeping, not unaware of the outside world. Once he senses danger, he will definitely choose to wake up directly when the time comes, with the help of the temple. Protect, you may not be able to defeat him!

Prometheus paused, pointed to the earth under his feet, and reminded faintly, "Furthermore, because of the existence of the protection of the earth, the location of the Titan Temple is not static. The structure of the underground world is not static. Only when Cronus and the Titans... When the gods come to the surface and fight with all their strength, the temple will anchor itself and use this as a foundation to provide powerful support to the Titan Lords. The defensive barrier around the temple will also be opened. Only then will you be able to Take advantage of the opportunity!”

Lorne narrowed his eyes slightly and looked solemn.

"So, there's only one chance? It's best to take action during the third Djinn War?"

"That's right!"

"But if Cronus and Typhon come back and attack the coast wall and Thessaly in a big way, we will definitely be held back. Even if we know that the Titan Temple is their Achilles' heel, we may not be able to do anything at all. What did you do?"

Hera frowned and expressed her doubts.

Prometheus shook his head slightly, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Madam, this war is not only about the gods, but also about..."

"Human!"

Athena spoke suddenly, her eyes flashing.

"Them?" Hera was startled when she heard the words, and suddenly felt ridiculous, "You mean? Let these humans charge into battle for the gods?"

A slender white palm gently patted Hera's shoulder, soothing the diva's somewhat excited emotions, and a warm and long voice followed.

"Do you still remember the prophecy about the [War of the Djinn]?"

Hera was stunned for a moment, looking at the smiling little lover in front of her, and the long-lost memory was brought back.

It seems that the prophecy of the battle between the giants is the beginning of their bad fate.

——The gods want to win the battle between the giants and need the help of a human hero!

For this reason, Zeus once again descended to sow seeds, and fought with her who came to hold him accountable. He even seriously injured her, his real wife, to save his illegitimate son who was related to his destiny.

So, frustrated, she met some little bastard by the river. On the way to continue chasing the illegitimate child, she was taken advantage of by some little bastard. As a result, she fell into physical and mental collapse, and finally became what she is today. This look.

What's even more ironic is that Zeus, who was willing to destroy his family and betray his wife to keep his son, not only didn't use him, but also stood on the side of humans, becoming an obstacle to his driving the tiger to devour the wolf.

Even, the boy's admiration and trust for her [Mother Goddess] exceeded that of the [Father God].

Indistinctly, Hera seemed to understand something, and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips, and she spoke slowly.

"Hercules? Are you going to let him do this?"

Lorne nodded and spoke frankly.

"Since this is his destiny, let him take it on himself."

Athena pondered for a moment and added.

"However, too many ripples have been stirred in the river of fate, and the future is no longer certain. To be on the safe side, we can't put all our hopes on one person. It's better to organize an elite force composed of human heroes to go deep into the ground with him and find a way to destroy the Titan Temple!"

Hestia raised her bare hand and questioned.

"But how can we find the target? Weren't they ambushed the last time they entered the underground? They were almost wiped out!"

"So this time, I will lead the way for them..."

Prometheus raised a burning fennel branch in his hand and smiled and spoke leisurely.

At this moment, the gods in front of the fire suddenly understood why Prometheus was willing to accept the torture of Kronos's curse and stay in the camp of the giants.

Lorne looked at the torch-like fire in the deep pupils and nodded solemnly.

"Okay, during this period, we will do everything we can to delay Kronos and the nine Titan gods so that they can't come back to help!"

"Then, leave everything underground to me!"

Prometheus nodded in response, and then couldn't help smacking his lips, pointing to the empty wine pot on the ground and asking.

"Are there any more wine?"

"Yes, enough!"

Lorne smiled, immediately opened the magic circle map, and took out dozens of pots of fairy wine.

Prometheus' eyes lit up when he saw this, and he couldn't wait to pick up a pot of wine and gulp it down.

Although he had long escaped from the divine punishment of the Caucasus Mountains, the giants who rescued him had a very poor taste in life. The water they usually drank was either sewage from the ground or the blood of prey. They ate food raw or cold, and sometimes even skipped the cooking process.

In order to fit in, Prometheus had experienced a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

Tonight, it was rare for him to return to the civilized world, so he naturally had to enjoy it.

As if he wanted to entertain the fire thief wholeheartedly, Loen took out a large golden cup decorated with gems, poured the wine into it himself, and handed it to Prometheus.

"The mouth of the pot is too small, not enough to drink, come, try this!"

Prometheus took the golden cup and drank the fine wine in it. He felt as if all the pores in his body were open to welcome the cool breeze in the middle of the night.

"Good wine!" He couldn't help but let out a hearty exclamation, and a hint of drunkenness appeared on his pale face.

But soon, the fire thief urged his divine power to dispel the feeling of tipsiness in his body, stretched his body and stood up from the fire, and said goodbye to everyone solemnly.

"Okay, it's getting late. In order to avoid the suspicion of His Majesty the God King, I should go back."

"Don't you take a few pots?"

Lorne pointed to the fine wine left on the ground and looked at Prometheus reluctantly.

Although they had only been together for a few hours, he had been impressed by the personality charm of the fire thief, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of mutual appreciation in his heart.

"It's better not to touch something whose origin cannot be explained." Prometheus refused reluctantly, then licked it, and looked at the god of wine in front of him with a smile, "Anyway, after winning this battle, you can't do without my wine."

"That's for sure!" Loen nodded seriously and solemnly promised, "Next time, let's drink together!"

"It's a deal!" Prometheus waved his hand in the night, and his figure gradually walked away in the darkness.

Until the figure disappeared from the sight, the four people sat down with a sense of loss, looking at the wine and food in front of them, and suddenly felt boring.

"There are many defenses in Athens that have not been dealt with, and the heroes to be recruited also need to be selected in advance. I'm leaving first."

"I also have to make some preparations for the Kingdom of Argos."

Athena and Hera looked at each other, got up and left one after another, leaving the opportunity to be alone to the remaining two.

The night was long, the cold wind was howling, and the two figures in front of the fire unconsciously approached and snuggled.

Hestia huddled in the warm embrace, silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask about her worries.

"Do you think we will win?"

"Yes."

Lorne murmured, and gently stroked the goddess's soft long hair with his right hand, as if answering Hestia, and also as if convincing himself.

After getting the answer, the stove goddess couldn't help but smile brightly.

"Well, I believe you!"

"So sure?"

"Because no matter what happens, you always have a way!"

The decisive answer was accompanied by a hint of pride and admiration. Lorne was slightly stunned, and the haze in his heart was swept away, and the tense face immediately bloomed with the same bright smile.

"That's right! I promised, and I will do it."

"My Lorne is really the best!"

Hestia climbed up the neck of her own slave god with both hands and pecked Lorne's forehead happily.

Well, very moist!

The stove goddess, who had tasted all the delicious food, smacked her lips and commented in her heart.

Lorne raised his hand to touch the wet marks left on his forehead. He couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Hestia who launched the sudden attack in surprise.

Under this gaze, Hestia was like a kitten caught stealing dried fish. She suddenly blushed and hurriedly got out of Lorne's arms.

"Ahem, I have something to do tonight, so I'm leaving first."

"etc!"

Lorne quickly grabbed Hestia's arm, narrowed his eyes and snorted.

"How can it be so easy to leave just after the kiss?"

"I, I'm just looking at how hard you are working so hard, so I want to give you some reward..."

Hestia laughed guiltily and tried to justify her actions.

Lorne was immediately angry and laughed: "I restricted the power of the gods and continued the flame of civilization? After hundreds of years of busy work, this is your reward?"

"I have given you my godhood and status, isn't that enough?"

Hestia, who was completely unaware, looked sad and depressed.

"It's gone, there's really nothing left."

Lorne glanced at his rich but stingy Lord God and pondered.

"That's ok. Don't you still have one main dish to serve?"

"Main dish? What main dish?"

Hestia looked at the picks scattered on the ground and the unfinished barbecue with a blank look on her face.

Before she could react, the long skirt on her body fell into pieces, and pieces of cloth flew around like butterflies.

Hestia was stunned, quickly crossed her arms, and looked blankly at her follower.

"Why are you tearing my clothes off?"

Looking at the perfectly curved lamb under the firelight, Lorne licked his dry lips, the flames in his eyes beating violently.

"Because, I'm about to start dinner!"

Immediately, the goddess, who was unaware of the impending disaster, was pushed to the ground, turned into a plate of delicious delicacies, and placed on the wolf's dining table.

It has to be said that among the three virgin goddesses who swore to remain chaste, Athena made her decision after considering the gains and losses, Artemis made her decision because of her fear of the Father God, and only Hestia probably truly enjoyed being single. Life.

Therefore, this goddess of the hearth has the most blank and shallow experience of both sexes.

Therefore, Lorne, who often plays a passive role, had to become a guide tonight, using great patience and perseverance to help his master god spread some knowledge and experience.

When compared to words, you learn faster by teaching by example.

Under the guidance of Lorne, a good teacher, Hestia quickly overcame the difficulties and hardships in the early days of reclamation. She became more and more devoted to learning, and continued to use various novel learning methods to enrich her knowledge base.

In fact, they enjoy it endlessly and are mainly anti-customers.

After searching up and down, Lorne looked at Hestia who was curled up in front of the fire and sleeping soundly, and made a joking summary after class.

It's easy to cheat, but it's not very easy to use, and the battery life is the lowest.

In short, practice more!

After some teasing, Lorne picked up the sleeping Hestia and lovingly sent her to her home to rest.

After placing his goddess, Lorne stood in the courtyard, his eyes with the flame still beating, looking at the night sky that had not completely faded away. After thinking for a moment, he walked into the starlight of the sanctuary with a smirk.

Soon, in the dark heart of the Ares Mountain, bursts of suppressed screams of the goddess could be heard.