Greece brings evildoers

"No way, who makes you so unreliable."

Lorne said with a fake smile, without any intention of untying the knot for the other party.

Although he promised to take Hecate out of the dungeon, he did not miss any precautions.

Moreover, professional techniques are trustworthy!

Lorne glanced at the black knots that were tied into the goddess's white skin, and subconsciously licked his dry lips.

Hecate keenly caught Lorne's little movements and said with a smile.

"It seems that you haven't tried this mode yet? Do you want to experience it?"

"Forget it, I think it's good to appreciate it from a distance like this."

Lorne didn't take the bait, smiled perfunctorily, and then changed the subject.

"Master, I have a question to ask you."

"Tell me first, but I'm in a bad mood now, and I can't guarantee that I will answer all the questions."

Hecate snorted lazily, closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair, looking like she didn't care.

Loen didn't care and continued to ponder: "By the way, do you think the power of destiny gathered on Ares Mountain now can overwhelm the God King of Olympus?"

"It's hard to say..." Hecate slowly opened her eyes, and the contempt on her face was swept away, replaced by a kind of in-depth thinking, "Although those three took action at the last moment, they ended up as [Moira Sisters] instead of [Three Goddesses of Fate]. Do you know what this means?"

Loen thought carefully for a moment and gradually frowned: "What they did was only for [justice]. [Fate] is not completely on our side?"

"That's right." Hecate nodded and pondered meaningfully, "Although Themis implanted a trace of warmth for the three goddesses of fate, since the creation of the world, the lives and tribes that have died in the Age of Gods are tens of thousands. This level of sacrifice is unlikely to make the three goddesses of fate make a 180-degree turn in their attitude towards you, and directly abandon Zeus, the God King of Destiny, and choose to stand on your side."

Loen couldn't help but frowned deeply when he heard this.

Hecate took the disciple's expression into her eyes, changed the subject, and comforted him in a deep voice:

"Don't worry too much. You can persuade the three goddesses of fate to end the battle of the giants, which proves that their attitude towards the world and humans has changed. It is feasible for us to use [accident] to pry [necessity]. As long as we continue to make steady progress and persevere in gathering [destiny], the Ares Mountain will one day pull the three goddesses of fate into its own camp."

Lorne shook his head, his expression still tense: "That's what I said, but I don't think Zeus will give us so much time to prepare."

While speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at the Holy Mountain of Olympus among the stars, his expression gradually gloomy,

This God King is not a hesitant character, he has always been decisive in killing.

As long as there is a threat to his throne, he will immediately want to get rid of it as soon as possible, and he is almost unwilling to wait for a moment.

As soon as the three hundred years of peace agreement was signed, Zeus couldn't wait to make some small moves.

Not only did he weaken the suppression of the old gods by the power of destiny, he secretly pulled the Typhon Demon Army and the Titans out of Tartarus Hell, and watched these monsters grow stronger, hoping that they would fight with the Ares Mountain and both sides would be hurt, so that he could come to clean up the mess in the end.

However, under the strong pressure, Ares Mountain united with the new gods, gods, heroes, and humans, twisted each other into a rope, and stubbornly survived this massive battle of giants.

In the end, the fate of the three goddesses of fate also forced Zeus to be unable to come forward, and his plan was completely frustrated.

However, this does not mean that His Majesty the God King will give up and wait for Ares Mountain to slowly complete its layout in the human world and realize the transfer of faith and destiny.

Therefore, I am afraid that Zeus will take action again before the three hundred years are over.

Moreover, because of the defection of the gods of the underworld and the ambiguous attitude of the three goddesses of fate, Ares Mountain already has the chips to fight against Olympus.

In response to these exposed cards, Zeus will only be more cautious and more cautious. Once he chooses to take action, his methods will only be more secretive and more ruthless.

There is only a thief in this world who can steal for a thousand days, and there is absolutely no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Therefore, Loen did not intend to sit and wait for death. He also decided to prepare in advance, find a way to take back the initiative, and try to strike first.

"If you want to fight hard, I advise you to give up this idea." Hecate saw Loen's intention and advised leisurely, "The three goddesses of fate remain neutral, and the power of destiny is still in Zeus. As long as the order of the Greek God Age does not change, you will almost never win."

Loen's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly said: "What if, use the power from outside this God Age?"

Hecate was stunned when she heard it, and then her purple eyes gradually narrowed.

Power outside the Greek God Age?

Using power that does not belong to the Greek world to fight against Zeus in the Greek [Destiny]?

Interesting, this is an answer she had never imagined.

"Maybe, it's feasible!" Hecate gave an answer after thinking deeply, and then looked at this interesting disciple who always brought her novelty with interest, "So, do you have a way to find power outside of [Destiny]?"

"I'm not so powerful, but an old friend may have a way."

"Who?"

Lorne smiled without saying anything, raised his hand to hold the rope, and then made a gesture of invitation to Hecate.

"Master, today's watch time is over, we should go back."

Hecate knew that her disciple did not completely trust her, so she could only roll her eyes dejectedly, cursing secretly in her heart.

You little bastard, you torment me like this all day long. When I turn over one day, I will make sure you look good!

After comforting herself, a certain hell queen who was brutally bound was led by her unscrupulous disciples through the meeting hall of the Ares Mountain, carefully avoiding the passers-by, and quietly slipped towards the cave where she was serving her sentence.

Looking at Hecate's swaying body and the shameful gesture, Lorne tightened the rope in his hand happily, and couldn't help but think of an activity that was beneficial to the body and mind.

——Walking the dog...

Well, when I have time in the future, I must go out with my master to have fun more often.

For no other reason than for the sake of filial piety!

~~

At night, the Great Temple of Ares Mountain.

Athena, who was at her desk reviewing documents, heard the movement outside the door. She stopped writing and looked up, looking with interest at the familiar figure who entered the temple.

"Why are you free to come to my place today? Let me explain first, I don't have that much money to buy you for one night."

Hearing the undisguised teasing in those words, Lorne glared at Athena with a dark face.

"Forcing a good girl into prostitution and making fun of me, the victim?"

"Okay, okay, I admit my guilt, I repent."

Athena raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, smiling as if she was not afraid of boiling water.

"But I don't need any money. I will invest all the funds in the reconstruction of Athens. As a mortal shepherd, you should take the big part as a sacrifice for your own people."

"I'm not here to collect debt from you tonight. I have other serious matters to discuss."

Lorne snorted angrily, then pulled up a chair, sat across from the desk, and told Athena everything about the visit of the twin gods of the underworld during the day and the conversation between him and Hecate.

Among them was the name he never told Hecate.

After hearing this, Athena nodded thoughtfully: "So it's him? This guy who likes to run around the world may have heard something different. If the news is true, maybe it can really work!"

"Then, invite him up the mountain tomorrow?" Lorne said with a smile.

"What's the reason?"

"Athens and Corinth are conducting trade. How about asking him to discuss business taxes and trade routes?"

"Good idea, let's do it! Just to be on the safe side, I'll call on a few acquaintances to control the situation." Athena nodded repeatedly, and immediately wrote out several elegant invitation letters, and then put them into a bamboo tube.

Several snow-white owls fluttered through the rich night outside the window, flew into the hall, grabbed the bamboo tube thrown by Athena, turned around and flew towards Corinth.

As the messenger left, Lorne raised his hand slightly and closed the door of the temple.

Athena's eyelids twitched, she couldn't help but move her chair back, and pretended to speak relaxedly.

"We've finished talking about the business, why don't you get busy first?"

"What's the rush? We've finished talking about the business, and we still have old scores to settle."

Lorne stood up from his seat and looked at the goddess of wisdom who kept pulling her chair back with a smile.

"I've gone after this for all the stolen goods. How could you not make some compensation?"

"Then what compensation do you want?" Athena swallowed, her eyes a little weak.

Lorne sneered, with a sinister look on his face: "Lie down! I'm going to be on top this time!"

Immediately, the sound of tables and chairs colliding with each other and the sound of documents falling to the floor resounded in the room. A certain workaholic goddess was roughly pushed down on her work table and endured the whipping from behind.

The voice that I tried to suppress was like a sad song in the night, weeping and complaining, and it kept on tactful until dawn.

~~

The next day, Hermes, the God of Merchant and Travel, wearing a winged hat and sandals, came to the meeting hall of Ares Mountain with the Merchant Staff.

As soon as he walked in, the aroma of wine and the dazzling array of food on the table made Hermes salivate.

"Here you come? Sit down quickly!"

Lorne, who was waiting in front of the door, enthusiastically led the representative Hermes to sit down, while Athena on the side poured drinks for the guests. There was a sense of kindness and familiarity in the gestures of the two hosts.

Hermes was a little flattered at first, and felt a little nervous in his heart.

But after three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, he quickly put that inexplicable uneasiness behind him as he felt slightly tipsy.

Finally, we had enough wine and food.

Hermes finally remembered the business of his trip and took the initiative to take out a trade document he had drafted overnight from the magic circle diagram and handed it to the two heads of the Ares Mountain.

"This is the request of the Corinthian side. You two can take a look first."

However, Lorne took the document, put the things aside, and said with a bright smile:

"No hurry, I want to know more about Thoth, the God of Wisdom, and the world of the Age of Gods where he lives."

Hearing this, Hermes suddenly sobered up a bit from his drunkenness, shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"I said everything I needed to say the last time I was in Arcadia, and that's all I know."

"Well, it's a bit difficult to handle. It seems that we need to think carefully about the commercial cooperation between Athens and Corinth."

Athena looked regretful and raised her hand as a farewell gesture.

When Hermes saw this, he couldn't help but feel dizzy, and his tone quickly softened a bit.

"Can I take the liberty to ask, what do you two want to know about Thoth, the God of Wisdom, and the world of the Age of Gods where he lives? Maybe I can help."

"Greece is too small. We want to open up new shipping routes, expand the territory of commerce, and bring new prosperity to this world!"

Lorn answered proudly, revealing his ambition between the lines.

And this big pie that has been drawn undoubtedly makes Hermes' heart beat.

Using business to connect the two ages of gods, if the god of commerce and travel participates in it, his divine power will definitely be greatly improved!

But then, Hermes regained his composure and looked embarrassed.

"If you want to find a new age of gods world for trade, you have to cross the entire Chaos Sea, which is too risky!"

Like the Oceanus Sea, the Chaos Sea is also divided into two parts, the inner and outer parts.

Although the inner sea is full of primitive sea beasts and dangerous chaos masses, the main god with the power of the gods can still come and go freely, and the theoretical degree of danger is not high.

But the situation in the outer sea is much more complicated. The chaos storm there blows non-stop, and there are unexplored areas wrapped in chaos fog everywhere.

What's more terrible is that if the gods leave the era where they are based, their power will be seriously affected. If they encounter any more difficult troubles, the main gods may not be able to escape unscathed.

Hermes felt that it was not worth taking such a big risk just to open up a trade route.

Loen shook his head indifferently at the doubts, but smiled at Hermes on the opposite side:

"We have you, as long as you, the patron saint of travelers, are willing to act as the navigator, our fleet will definitely reach the destination smoothly."

Hermes heard the words, and the wrinkles on his brows deepened a little.

So what if the trade route was opened up with great difficulty?

This kind of trade route that needs to cross the sea of ​​chaos is simply useless. Not to mention that each voyage requires immeasurable manpower and material resources, the slightest mistake will result in the destruction of the ship and the death of people. He really doesn't know what to sell to be worth the huge round-trip expenses and offset such a huge business risk.

Unless the god who is doing business with them is from another era of gods?

Or maybe trade is just a disguise. Ares Mountain is opening up shipping routes at all costs to find a new era of gods. Is there another purpose?

The more Hermes thought about it, the deeper he got. A layer of fine sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead. He looked at the table full of exquisite dishes and fine wine in his glass with resentment.

If he had known that there would be no good banquet, he would not have come to this muddy water today.

"Haha, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do today. How about we talk next time?"

Hermes smiled perfunctorily, stood up from his seat carefully, and quietly pushed towards the door.

However, the two Ares Mountain leaders sitting opposite the table elegantly raised their wine glasses and looked behind the god of business with a smile.

At this moment, Hermes, who had retreated to the door, felt his shoulders sink and could no longer move.

He raised his head stiffly and looked at the two burly figures who suddenly appeared behind him, with a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

"Grandpa, uncle, why are you here?"

In front of the door, the Titan Atlas and the Prophet Prometheus stood tall, one on the left and one on the right, dragging Hermes, who wanted to run away, back to his seat like a chicken.