The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Axte's body tenses to prevent fallen gods from sneaking up on him, a hell dedicated to punishing and imprisoning gods, dark and tormented.

The straps were re-fastened, and the boy seemed to sense the solemn atmosphere here, and was quiet in his arms.

Athena also showed her weapon, those beautiful eyes staring coldly ahead, fully on guard, ready to fight.

Kronos is in the deepest part of hell, and they have to pass through the layers of hell to reach the most desperate bottom before they can see Kronos, who is trapped by iron lian.

The divine power around Axter flowed, forming an invisible barrier to protect the person in his arms, preventing the hot magma and hot flames from hurting him.

Zeus's father, the previous king of the gods, Kronos.

The twelve titans, who were also imprisoned in the deepest part of the hell of Tartarus, were imprisoned in the dark hell for tens of thousands of years only because they opposed Zeus and supported Kronos.

And the fallen gods and the defeated old gods.

The demons trapped in hell around them stared at them fiercely.

Constantly jumping on the huge rock pillars, drooling, they smelled the sweetest flesh and blood, which seemed to emanate from the little one in the arms of the god.

"Look, who is this, who actually took the initiative to go

to the hell of Tartarus, are they two gods who are willing to fall..." "No, the fallen god was taken to the hell of Tartarus, these two gods, and this human in his arms, are not..." The other demon retorted, suddenly twitching his nose and sniffing, staring straight at the weak human in Axte's arms.

"What a sweet smell, I haven't smelled such a sweet fragrance for a long time, put down the human in your hands, I can allow you to pass through this layer of hell."

The demon coveted.

Many demons surrounded Axte, staring at them covetously, but did not dare to approach.

"You resemble the sun god Apollo, are you the new god?" a

demon lay on a huge rock pillar, jumping around, occasionally getting closer, red eyes looking straight at him, as if trying to see something.

"Hair, eyes turned silver, but there was the smell of the sun's fire..." the demon said to himself, but did not dare to get too close, for fear of being burned by the flames.

More and more demons surrounded them, and even though the two gods were powerful and made them fearful, they still did not affect them to follow.

The god who resembles the sun god, the human beings in his arms, are too coveted for them, and the sweetness can be smelled from far away.

"You're looking for someone, I guess, it won't be Kronos on the eighteenth floor of hell..."

The clever demon climbed faster, his tone getting faster and faster, and when he said the name of the god king, his tone was noticeably smaller, even respectful.

No one dared to provoke the lowest god king.

"We're his guests, so better get out of the way now, or don't blame me for being unkind." Axte's voice was cold, cleaning up these demons was just a matter of time, and the last thing he lacked was time.

Before dawn, the Greeks would storm the city of Troy, the prophesied Troy would be completely destroyed, and Zeus' mind would no longer focus on the battlefield.