Greek Mythology: God Of Fire And Craftsmen

Chapter 42 Obtaining the Vulcan Priesthood

The hell three-headed dog sensed that this coercion was in the realm of the main god!

In other words, this immature god is a powerful main god!

And it is only the peak of the upper god! It is impossible to be an opponent at all!

This time it hit the iron plate!

"No! Spare me!"

See the scarlet silk thread coming!

The hell three-headed dog was full of fear of death, and wanted to shout this sentence immediately.

But it was too late.

The scarlet light flashed away.

Cerberus felt a warm burning sensation from his neck.

It was warm and made him a little tired.

There was no time to think about it.

His consciousness has been plunged into eternal darkness...

Boom~

The huge body like a hill fell to the ground.

Blood gushes out and gathers into scarlet streams... The sweet smell of blood permeates the air.

Immediately afterwards, the blue sea of ​​flames dissipated completely.

The figure of Prometheus reappeared in front of the hell three-headed dog.

He turned his head to see Hephaestus standing beside him, smiling broadly.

Because this Cerberus at the peak of the upper god can create a higher artifact, which means that his strength can be improved by a bit.

"You shouldn't have killed it. We still have to be protected by Hades." Prometheus said helplessly.

"With all due respect, Prometheus, relying on yourself is the most reliable way."

Hephaestus shrugged and spoke his mind.

As long as his strength improves fast enough, there is no need to hide in the underworld.

And Hades may not be reliable.

It is fundamental to have strong strength.

Prometheus had a complicated face and was speechless.

A wisp of scarlet flame rose from the fingertips of Hephaestus, and he threw it on the corpse of the three-headed hellhound.

boom!

The scarlet flames rose against the wind, and immediately devoured the flesh and blood of the hell three-headed dog...

A moment of effort.

After being tempered by flames, a mass of pure essence full of magic power appeared in front of the two of them.

Prometheus was curious about this scene, staring with wide eyes.

I saw Hephaestus manipulating the flames to condense various utensils, constantly forging the essence, and gradually, a blue bead the size of a baby's fist appeared in front of the two of them.

The beads are crystal clear.

There is still a small handful of flames burning inside, constantly emitting magic fluctuations, obviously not ordinary.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for successfully forging a perfect [high-level artifact]! The system rewards [clergy/fire]! [divine magic/hellfire]! [300 years of divine power]!"

The cold mechanical sound of the system sounded.

Hephaestus' heart beat suddenly faster.

"The priesthood of Vulcan."

"Finally got it!"

Hephaestus was very happy and immediately opened the system panel.

From now on, he is the real god of fire and craftsmen!

With this priesthood, his control over flames and forging skills will reach a new and higher level.

"In such a short period of time, a high-level artifact was forged! This..."

Although Prometheus knew that the future Hephaestus would be powerful, he was still shocked by this scene.

And just as he was shocked by it.

boom!

Suddenly, a coercion gushed out!

It was Hephaestus who broke through!

The second level of the main god!

Prometheus looked at the blond boy with even more surprise, as if looking at a monster.

"What's wrong?"

Hephaestus suppressed the violent divine power in his body, and found that Prometheus' eyes were strange.

"You've been promoted too fast. It's only been a little over a year since you were born?" Prometheus had a complicated face.

"Fast? I think it's too slow." Hephaestus said.

"..."

Hearing this, Prometheus was speechless for a while, rolled his eyes, and stepped into the gate of hell first.

"Wait for me, Prometheus." Hephaestus laughed and followed.

.....

Long after Hephaestus and Hephaestus both entered the underworld.

Three powerful auras appeared in front of the gate of hell one after another.

The leader is Apollo, the god of light. He has a majestic and handsome appearance, and wears a crown woven with laurel branches, amyrtle, and olive trees. His whole body seems to be bathed in holy light, bringing light to the dark surroundings.

Beside him is the sun god Helios, who is also very handsome and elegant, with a white face and beardless, wearing a purple robe. At this moment, he put his hands in his big sleeves and said nothing.

Standing on the far right is Ares, the god of war.

He was the burliest of the three, with a fierce appearance, wearing armor and a helmet with feathers, and his whole body seemed to be emitting a thick bloody smell.

"Are you sure Prometheus escaped to the underworld? Apollo? I don't like this place!"

At this moment, God of War Ares frowned and said.

Apollo didn't answer. He searched his eyes, walked to the gate of hell, and looked down at the blood-soaked ground.

Helios followed up, identified it, and asked doubtfully, "Is this the blood of the hell three-headed dog?"

"That's right, the three-headed hellhound should have been killed."

Apollo pondered for a moment, and said, "My foresight was correct, Prometheus, and entered hell."

"What an idiot. Killing the three-headed hell dog! It's the same as offending Hades, the king of the underworld! They still want to stay in hell? Huh, I'll catch him sooner or later! Take him back and punish him!" God of War Ares yelled arrogantly .

"Hurry up, the blood is not dry yet, Prometheus must have just left. The underworld is not suitable for staying for long. The sooner we catch him, the better."

Said the sun god Helios.

"That's right, follow up!"

Apollo nodded with a serious look, and stepped into the gate of hell first.

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