Greece brings evildoers

In a dark cave in the underground maze.

Surprisingly, I survived...

Hearing the tremors around them gradually fade away, the Argonauts, who felt that they had survived the catastrophe, sat down beside the dark stone wall and gasped.

"It's not easy to find you."

A low voice came from the darkness, and a tall shadow in the corner took off his black robe, revealing a rough and resolute face under the dim light of fluorite.

"Prometheus?" Chiron asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's me." The tall and strong man nodded slightly.

Hearing this, the Argonauts looked sideways and could not help but respect the person in front of them.

Prometheus, the fire thief, the creator of the original human beings, the prophetic god who brought fire and light, and the guide for human civilization to reach this point.

In a sense, these heroes with some human blood flowing in their veins are the descendants of the people in front of them.

After hearing the expected answer, Chiron was completely relieved.

At the beginning of the expedition, he and a few others including Hercules were told by the goddess of wisdom Athena:

Once the plan to raid the Titan Temple was launched, someone would be responsible for meeting them in the underground maze.

And the guide was the legendary fire thief Prometheus.

Just now, this man took action at the critical moment and used fire to repel the attack of the demonized tree.

Therefore, Chiron vaguely guessed his true identity, so he made a prompt decision and followed the Argonauts who were in trouble.

Fortunately, the bet was right.

Prometheus looked at the Argonauts who were basically injured and had a chaotic breath around them, and comforted them in a deep voice: "Don't worry, it's safe here for the time being, you should rest well first."

Chiron nodded, stood up and came with the God of Medicine and Medea to distribute the recovery and healing potions they carried to the weak or injured companions nearby to help them recover as soon as possible.

Hercules, who had the strongest fighting power, walked among the crowd and asked about the casualties of the expeditionary army.

The final statistical results were not optimistic.

After passing through more than fifty light gates and facing countless waves of enemies, the seven or eight blood-god guards brought in by King Admetus of Thessaly had all died in battle, and the fifty Argo expeditionary forces composed of blood-god heroes had also lost more than a dozen people.

What made Hercules even more unacceptable was that they paid such a heavy sacrifice, but they didn't even touch the shadow of the Titan Temple.

In anger, Hercules punched into the hard stone wall and turned to look at the guide who had only just met them.

"What's going on? Why have we been walking for so long, and it seems that we have been going in circles?"

"Space power..."

Prometheus answered in a deep voice and explained patiently.

"Kronos is a god king who is proficient in space manipulation. In order to hide his weaknesses, the [Throne] and [Crown], he has transformed the entire underground world into a complex space maze. If an outsider accidentally breaks in, every time he passes through the light gate, it will cause a space change. Therefore, without a special guide, you may not be able to find the Titan Temple in the deepest part until you die."

"You can't find the Titan Temple until you die? Is it so exaggerated?"

Jason, who had just taken a dose of energy, jumped up and questioned with disbelief.

Prometheus raised his hand slightly and threw a bronze hexahedron from his sleeve to Jason:

"Take a look at this first."

Jason looked down at the hexahedron in his hand and found that the structure of this thing was very strange.

The six faces were painted with different colors, and each face was evenly divided into nine grids, which could be twisted at will to piece together different patterns.

Jason fiddled with it for a few times and asked curiously.

"What is this?"

"The current spatial model of the entire underground labyrinth, I made it casually."

Prometheus answered in a deep voice, and then looked at Jason in front of him with a faint smile.

"If you can solve it, it means that you have understood the changing rules of the underground labyrinth, and then cracked the operating rules of the entire spatial technique, and thus opened the way to the Titan Temple."

"How do you solve it?"

"Just make it the same color on all six sides."

"That's easy!"

After hearing this, Jason twisted the bronze hexahedron in his hand with full confidence, ready to show his skills and let this prophetic god see his wit and talent.

Once, twice, three times...

Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...

Half an hour passed, Jason looked at the bronze hexahedron with six different colors in his hand, and the confidence on his face had long disappeared, replaced by a strong sense of doubt and more and more sweat on his forehead.

Katniss, who was not happy with Jason, snorted coldly while holding her spear.

"Can you do it? If not, let me do it!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Let me try again."

Jason retorted with his neck stiff, while continuing to work hard with the bronze hexahedron in his hand, and did not forget to pull Prometheus to support him.

"Maybe if I try a few more times, it will work, right?"

Prometheus in the shadows folded his arms, smiled and nodded.

"Well, according to your current speed of turning three times per second, excluding repetitions, you only need to turn around for 454.2 billion years to come up with all the changes in this thing and restore any one of the 20 billion combinations, six-sided Of course the same color is also included.”

"How much, how much?"

Jason was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't believe his ears, and turned around to ask Prometheus for confirmation.

"454.2 billion years..." Prometheus reiterated again, adding quietly by the way, "Of course, this is the premise that you are lucky enough to not repeat it."

"454.2 billion years? Are you kidding!" Jason almost threw the bronze hexahedron in his hand, his face full of disbelief.

Prometheus shrugged helplessly and replied calmly: "There is no way. According to my calculations, this thing has about 432.5 trillion states. I want to rely on random movements to make it randomly restore to six sides of the same color. It will take at least more than 400 billion years."

"Hiss~~" Jason couldn't help but gasped with a green face when he heard this. He threw the hot thing back into Prometheus's arms and said with a sad face, "We don't have to wait for this thing to be untied. I’m afraid the bones are all rotten to pieces, right? Why fight at the Titan Temple?”

"If you know the correct solution, you can save some time."

"how long?"

"alright."

As the words fell, Prometheus stopped what he was doing and opened his palms. The bronze hexahedron had been restored to six sides of the same color.

Jason's eyes bulged as he looked up at the calm prophet in front of him, his face full of shock.

"How many times have you turned around?"

"Twenty times."

Prometheus answered truthfully and explained in a deep voice.

"I have been groping and calculating for a long time, and twenty times is basically the limit number of steps that can be restored the fastest."

"How do you do it? Teach me~!"

Jason's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately rushed forward, grabbed Prometheus's arm, and asked for advice with a shy face.

If he can unravel this space maze created by the God-King Cronus himself and lead the Argonauts to find the way to the Temple of the Titans, then he will surely become an epic figure in this expedition!

Prometheus was not stingy. He took out a stack of parchments filled with characters from the magic array and gave the restoration techniques he had summarized to Jason who asked for advice.

However, when Jason took the manuscript and looked at it, his expectant expression suddenly dropped.

He could understand these characters individually, but when they were put together, he was sweating. Even with a simple explanation of the composition, he was still confused.

Obviously, he is not that material at all.

In desperation, Jason had no choice but to extinguish the heroic dream in his heart and handed the bronze hexahedron and the manuscript to Chiron, who was known as a sage, trying to let the teacher save some dignity for his student.

But Chiron fumbled for a while, and finally shook his head helplessly and returned the thing directly to Prometheus.

"If I have enough time, I might be able to learn slowly, but I'm afraid I don't have this opportunity now."

None of them?

If it was Athena and that kid who came, there might be a chance.

Prometheus took back the manuscript and the bronze hexahedron, with an imperceptible haze flashing in his eyes.

In fact, it was just as the prophet predicted.

If Lorne was really present, he would be able to recognize at a glance that the space labyrinth model in Prometheus' hand was a third-order Rubik's Cube.

And the reduction techniques on those parchments also have many echoes with the future seven-step reduction method of the third-order Rubik's Cube.

At this time, Hercules, who had calmed down, stepped forward, looked at the bronze Rubik's Cube in Prometheus' hand, and asked the doubts in his heart.

"Speaking of which, how did the underground world become like this? I remember that the last time I broke into this place, there was no such ghost thing."

Prometheus replied helplessly: "Because this space maze surrounding the Temple of Titan was built just two days ago. I have been studying its operating rules recently, and it is only now that I have barely found the solution to this thing. ”

On the second day after the armistice on the Thessaly front, he went to the Ares Mountain to keep an appointment, and made an oath of alliance with several people on the Ares Mountain, promising them to lead the way for the Argonauts Expedition and jointly destroy the Titan Temple.

For this reason, after he returned to the lair of the Djinn clan, he took the opportunity to advise Cronus and encouraged the Titan King to fix the [Throne] and [Crown] underground to hide his weaknesses.

Although Cronus adopted his strategy, he did not fully trust him and secretly added an insurance policy to his [God's Throne] and [Crown].

By the time he noticed the changes in the underground world, it was too late to warn the people in Ares Mountain. He could only find a way to find the answer on his own so that he could lead them out of here safely when he met the Argonaut Expeditionary Force.

It's a pity that after the Argonauts Expeditionary Force came in, they kept moving because of the encirclement and interception by the monsters and djinn.

Although Prometheus left marks in every spatial unit and created a spatial model of the entire underground labyrinth, it really took him a lot of time to find a way to join the Argo Expedition in the chaos. .

The Argonauts Expeditionary Force also lost a lot of men.

After sorting out the ins and outs of the matter, Chiron couldn't help but frown.

"How did Cronus come up with this wonderful space construction technique?"

As the son of Kronos, Chiron more or less understood the nature of his old father.

When did the cruel and warlike Titan God King have such a diligent spirit of research? He actually used his spatial power to create a problem that even he, a Centaur sage, could not solve.

Prometheus sneered and shook his head:

"Of course your father is not so smart. Someone secretly provided him with the construction plan of this space maze."

"Who?"

"Pandora!"

As he spit out the answer faintly, a rare cold flashed in Prometheus' eyes.

Speaking of which, he and this disaster witch are also old enemies.

At the beginning, after Zeus imprisoned him, the creator of mankind, on the pretext of an excuse, he gathered the power of the Olympian gods and created a rare artifact called [Pandora's Box], which was given to humans in the golden age as a gift to ease the contradiction between humans and gods and show his generosity and kindness.

On the surface, this thing can absorb the negative forces such as evil desires, pain, disasters, and epidemics in the world, purify human body and mind, and bring them a pure and beautiful world.

But in fact, the disasters absorbed by [Pandora's Box] did not disappear, but accumulated in the box, giving birth to a monster used to destroy human civilization.

At that time, his foolish brother Epimetheus blindly believed in the goodwill released by Zeus, did not listen to his advice, and chose to accept this gift with evil intentions, which resulted in the birth of the disaster witch Pandora, and the tribe he worked hard to protect was destroyed.

Pandora, a person with all talents, this is a name full of beautiful meanings.

However, from the day she was born, although she was blessed by the twelve main gods of Olympus, she was also constantly watered and nourished by the evil desires accumulated by humans for thousands of years, and finally grew into a humanoid weapon specifically for human civilization.

Disaster and death are her food, and destruction and killing are her mission.

Since this thing came into the world, the civilizations of the three ages of gold, silver and bronze have been destroyed directly or indirectly by it.

Perhaps because of excessive killing, it aroused the displeasure of the three goddesses of fate. After Pandora destroyed the bronze clan, Zeus re-sealed it in the magic box and sank it into the deep sea.

But now it seems that the Olympian God King secretly fished this capable general out of the deep sea in order to suppress the rapidly developing human civilization on the earth.

This escalating war of giants, which has gradually deviated from the trajectory of fate, is probably instigated by the witch of disaster.

And the real mastermind behind the scenes is undoubtedly the [fair and merciful] God King Zeus.

Under fate, everyone is a pawn of the God King of Destiny.