Greece brings evildoers

Late at night, the Spartan coach was in the camp.

Helen, Hecate, Diana and other decision-makers learned about the return of Hermes and came one after another.

Seeing with her own eyes that this God of Speed, who was best at running away, was covered in bruises and looked half-dead, Helen couldn't help but be surprised:

"How could you do this?"

"Forget it, I bumped into three hundred-armed giants. They were all squatting in the Temple of Destiny. If I hadn't been alert and escaped quickly, I almost wouldn't have been able to come back."

Hermes took a big gulp of the wine in the glass and poured out the bitter water half with joy and half with fear.

Immediately, he looked at Lorne and Hecate, who didn't seem to have much surprise on their faces, and looked suspicious:

"By the way, did you two already know that there is a big trap over there at the Temple of Destiny? Are you deliberately collaborating to trick me?"

Hecate crossed her arms and smiled innocently: "You rushed there yourself, what does it have to do with me?"

Lorne rolled his eyes angrily and hummed: "Okay, stop complaining, there is no absolutely safe choice? We have just spent a lot of effort to bury Zeus' nails in the city of Troy. I pulled it out. The other one is still in the Mycenaean camp. How about you come with the rest?"

When Hermes heard this, he suddenly lost his temper.

Compared with the three hundred-armed giants, he was still more afraid of the Father God.

Seeing that Hermes' mood had calmed down, Lorne continued to ask:

"The three hundred-armed giants didn't come with you, did they?"

"Don't worry, I took them into the Sea of ​​Chaos, and after a few rounds, I made sure to get rid of these three big guys before I dared to come to Troy to join you."

Hermes answered confidently, raising the empty wine glass in his hand.

Lorne, who was standing at the back, smiled freely and stepped forward to refill the bottle with a wine bottle in his hand. He had no airs about the Lord God or the commander of the coalition forces.

Hermes, who had been invisibly held a handful, felt physically and mentally relaxed. After drinking the wine in one gulp, his brown eyes moved slyly:

"However, the beating I received was not in vain. After throwing them away, I sneaked back to the Temple of Destiny and went in to see what was going on."

"What did you find?"

Lorne perked up and asked immediately.

Hermes shook his head with a solemn expression:

"The three goddesses of destiny are all absent, and there seem to be signs of damage inside the temple!"

"really……"

Hecate murmured, and then she and Lorne looked at each other and nodded, with a clear understanding in their eyes.

Looking at Hecate and Lorne who had mediocre reactions, Hermes looked stunned: "Wait, why aren't you two surprised at all? You seem to know everything?"

"What's so surprising? There are just two outcomes." Hecate replied calmly.

Lorne added leisurely: "First, the situation is relatively optimistic. There is an unexpected problem with the mechanism of destiny, and the three goddesses of destiny just fell into a deep sleep because of this; second, the situation is very bad, someone caused this [accident], and After the three goddesses of destiny were also dealt with, the gods of Ares Mountain, who sensed something was wrong, knew that they were outmatched, so they immediately chose to avoid it and hid collectively...

Judging from the various signs of the collapse of the current order in Greece, we are likely to face the second outcome. "

Frequent disasters and disorder...

The contract of destiny not only did not weaken but continued to strengthen its suppression of the powers of the gods...

The closer you get to Olympus, the stronger the suppression...

All these signs can only prove that the power of fate has been transferred to the god-king of Olympus. And the three old Si Ji who originally maintained the [fixed number] have naturally overturned.

"The three goddesses of destiny are finished? This, this is impossible, right?" Hermes gasped, doubtful of Lorne's shocking inference.

Although he felt that there might be something wrong with the situation of the three goddesses of destiny, they capsized directly. Thinking about this answer sent shivers down his spine.

"No, it's theoretically very possible..." Hecate on the side spoke slowly, looking at everyone with a deep look, "If you forge a weapon with the same divinity as the three goddesses of destiny, you can attack them unexpectedly when approaching them. , perhaps it can destroy the coordination of their own powers and cause them to shut down. Besides me, there are also some fragments of the original divinity from Nyx in the hands of His Majesty the God King."

"Hiss~!" Hermes bared his teeth and said dryly, "Eris, the goddess of discord?"

Lorne nodded and used previous examples to support Hecate's inference: "During the battle between the giants, Athena and I used the descendants of Typhon and the divinity of the same origin as Typhon to destroy the demon ancestor. The consciousness is wiped out inch by inch. If Zeus learns this method, or simply forges Eris into a god-killing weapon and attaches some kind of curse, maybe it can really make the three goddesses of destiny collapse from within. !”

"That's his daughter..." Hermes was about to retort, but then came back to his senses, smiled bitterly and stroked his forehead, "That's right, his daughters and sons have died many times, and this one is not missing. "

At this time, Diana, who heard bad news one after another, couldn't sit still:

"Once the three goddesses of destiny collapse, doesn't it mean that Zeus has almost all the destiny and the whole of Greece is under his control. Then wouldn't the mother and the others have nowhere to escape? Could it be..."

"No, no matter how strong your destiny is as [Destiny], as long as the world goes around, there will still be room for [accident] to exist."

Hecate shook her head and comforted her warmly.

"Since they are prepared, they should not be completely defeated."

But Diana was still doubtful and asked eagerly:

"Then where did they go?"

Hecate did not answer, but looked at her disciple, quite a bit testy.

Lorne understood it and leisurely announced the answer:

"All things are born from [Chaos], and order originates from [Nothingness]. Although the world on earth has been stabilized, there is still an area in the deepest part of Hades that is a forbidden area that even [Destiny] cannot touch..."

"Land of the Abyss - Tartarus!"

Hermes, who was the first to react, blurted out and suddenly realized:

Yes, this ghost place is connected to [The Void], and the authority and power of the gods will be greatly weakened as a result.

But just like this, Tartarus Hell can not only serve as a prison for the ancient gods, but also a shelter from the interference of [Destiny]!

As everyone uncovered the truth, Lorne looked at the fading night outside the tent and spoke in a deep voice:

"It seems that I am going to take a trip to the underworld."

The three goddesses of fate have overturned, and Zeus has sole control of the destiny. It is not yet known how strong this god-king is.

But since in the last Olympus Rebellion, the ten main gods failed to defeat the previous Zeus. At this moment, the God King has experienced unprecedented strengthening. Lorne does not think that he, Hecate, Hermes and the others can defeat this fully evolved God King of Destiny.

Therefore, before the official war begins, it is necessary to contact the reclusive Gods of Ares Mountain and gather all the strength and bargaining chips. Perhaps we can compete with the current Zeus.

Hecate didn't know what she thought of when she heard this, and frowned hesitantly:

"But Hades..."

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Lorne gave Hecate a meaningful look, then walked out of the tent and looked somewhere in the military camp from a distance, his eyes flickering.

Before leaving, he still had something to do.

A moment later, a stream of light cut through the thin mist of the morning sun and fell towards the Cilicia water swamp in the east.

At the same time, in the camp of the Mycenaean commander.

The graceful figure opened her purple eyes as if she was feeling something, and looked up at the slightly bright sky. Her red lips gradually curled up in a happy arc.

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A few days later, Asia Peninsula, Cilicia swamp.

An uninvited guest wearing a hood, with a strand of bright silver hair peeking out from both sides of the starting room, arrived quietly.

This swamp in the east is close to the sea on one side and extends to the mainland on the other. It has a humid climate and many caves.

Due to the long-term fog, it can be said to be both peaceful and closed. Many monsters and nymphs live here.

Among these aboriginal people, the most famous ones are undoubtedly the Demon Ancestor Typhon, the Snake Mother Echidna, and the descendants of Typhon.

Yes, all the top gods and monsters familiar to the Greeks once lived here.

The unknown visitor walking in the mist passed through grass and depressions, avoiding swamps and rivers. After many twists and turns, he finally came to a stone wall with green plants hanging upside down.

Here we are, the Crypt of Arima!

Lorne pulled down his hood and traced several Hermes text on the stone wall.

"Buzz!"

The air vibrated slightly, and the stone wall rippled like water waves, revealing the cave entrance hidden by magic, and the dark depths led directly to the abyss of the earth.

And this is indeed the case.

Here is a hidden passage from earth to Hades, and only a few people know this secret.

Well, the spell has not failed, and there are no unnecessary traces on the ground. It seems that it is still safe here.

After checking carefully, Lorne bent down and walked into the cave, heading deeper underground.

Since he had been here several times, he was very familiar with it, and he quickly walked through the intricate underground forks and walked out of the cave.

A gray world came into view, and the familiar smell of death made Lorne even nostalgic.

Unfortunately, a few more familiar dog barks are missing.

Lorne glanced at the empty dog ​​hole next to him, shook his head, followed the sound to the River Styx, and dropped a gold coin into the rushing river.

Soon, Charon, the god of Styx crossing the river with a long pole, drove a boat from the thick fog.

"Is it you?"

Charon immediately rubbed his hands excitedly when he saw the familiar face on the shore, and couldn't help showing his full service enthusiasm.

"Come on, please~!"

As a regular customer, Lorne skillfully took out a bag of gold coins and said bluntly:

"Take me to Tartarus."

Charon was stunned when he heard this. He rubbed his hands and did not go up to pick up the bag of gold coins. He smiled awkwardly:

"I'm afraid this won't work. Tartarus is under martial law. No one is allowed to trespass without Lord Pluto's order."

"That's it..."

Lorne nodded thoughtfully and threw the gold coin over with an unchanged smile.

"Then take me to Hades' palace and I will talk to him personally."

Charon looked at the bag of gold coins in his hand and seemed to be hesitant, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of money and obeyed.

"Sit tight, we'll be there soon!"

As the customer sat firmly and moved the long pole into the water, the swaying boat passed through the thick mist on the river like a sharp arrow and sailed towards the majestic and solemn palace of Hades deep in the underworld.

A quarter of an hour later, the familiar outline of the building caught Lorne's eyes, and the destination was within easy reach.

Charon stretched out his long pole and docked the ferry. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but whisper to Lorne who was on the shore:

"You'd better be careful, Pluto has not had a good temper in recent years."

"Well, I understand."

Lorne smiled and nodded, thanked Charon for his kindness, and walked into the dark palace.

In the empty hall, a slender figure stood with his hands behind his back, staring at a dead potted plant on the desk, seemingly in a trance.

It was not until Loen walked forward seven or eight steps that the figure behind the desk came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream, and looked at the adopted son in front of him in surprise:

"You are back?"

"Yes, I am back." Loen nodded, and asked hesitantly, "I heard from outsiders that you are in a bad mood recently?"

"I was a little bit, but seeing you come back, I am in a very good mood now!" Hades laughed and walked out from behind the desk, raised his hand and patted the son's shoulder heavily, and said enthusiastically, "Come, I finally get to meet you, drink two glasses with me first!"

"But..."

"But what but, drink with me first, and talk about anything after we finish drinking!"

Hades interrupted Loen's speech without saying anything, pulled him to the dining table in the inner hall, pressed him firmly on the chair, and then took out a jar of long-collected fairy honey wine from the magic circle map, opened the seal personally, and poured wine for this long-lost adopted son.

Such courtesy made Lorne feel flattered, and he quickly invited Hades to join the table.

After three cups of wine, Lorne finally found a chance to solemnly explain his intention to Hades:

"I want to go to Tartarus, please give me your permission."

"You want to find Athena and the others, right? After you finish this cup, I will personally take you in."

Hades spoke without hesitation, and then raised the wine glass in his hand.

Lorne had no choice but to raise his hand to clink the glasses and let his godfather enjoy himself.

As the sweet wine went into his throat, Lorne also heard a faint sigh in his ears:

"This cup is an apology."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Lorne was stunned and a little surprised.

"Puff!"

Hades' palm suddenly burst out with a sharp edge, piercing Lorne's chest at lightning speed.

Sensing the cold death intent erupting in his body and heading straight for his divine core, Lorne's face changed drastically and he struggled to break free.

However, the chair under him immediately turned into several entangled venomous snakes, tightly binding his limbs and torso.

At the same time, Hades turned the dagger in his hand, and in the unbelievable eyes of his godson, he lowered his head in shame:

"I apologize because I want to do something wrong, I hope you don't blame me..."

In the whispering that became lower and lower, Lorne's struggle also stopped, and his body fell heavily on the table.

Hades let go of the dagger with a complicated expression, and then roared at the darkness deeper in the temple like an angry lion:

"I have done what you asked me to do, where are my wife and daughter?"

"Don't worry, they are in a very safe place."

In a soft and charming smile, Pandora with black hair and purple eyes swayed her waist like a water snake and walked out of the darkness.

Looking at the messenger in front of him, Hades' face was gloomy:

"When I do this, you will release my wife and daughter, you promised!"

"Don't worry, wait until your majesty clears the last obstacle on the ground, and you will naturally see the person you want to see."

Pandora smiled and comforted the furious Hades, raised her hand to gather the fluorescence, and the shadow of the Trojan battlefield was grasped by her crystal clear five fingers.

To create a perfect divine career, now only this last step is left!