Greek Mythology: I Opened A Treasure Chest At Olympus

"Great God of Light, you are the vast sky..." Li Lun opened her eyes in confusion as she muttered a prayer.

Feeling a little cold under her body, she rubbed her eyes and looked down.

He found himself sitting in a dark coffin with no lid, surrounded by flowers and white cloth.

"This... I remembered, I was already dead, but the great God of Light brought me back to life!

Li Lun was confused for a while, then jumped up excitedly.

After checking, she found that her appearance had changed to the original one, and the fall on her leg was healed.

She thought of the icy cliff, the mysterious magician wearing a cloak and a mask, the gloomy underworld, and the winding and secluded river of the Styx.

Finally, there is the golden figure shrouded in the light, that is so great and sacred.

After being stunned for a long time, she tapped her brow with her right fist and whispered reverently, "Praise the light!"

At this time, the voice of an old woman coughing came from outside: "Old man, go to the mourning hall to see if some wild dog got in there? Our Lilun died so miserably, but she can't be damaged by these animals anymore."

An old man hurriedly responded, and walked over with a sad face on crutches.

clatter!

Just as he walked to the mourning hall, the crutches in his hand slipped down.

"This... the great god of light, is this your pity for us and let my poor Lilun come back to see us again?"

The old man's cloudy eyes were dripping with tears. He stood motionless at the door and stared at the young girl crawling out of the coffin inside, murmuring in his mouth.

"God of light, you are the brightest star in the vast sky, the most merciful Lord of thousands of gods... I praise you for your care for your believers, and I can see Li Lun again, even though I know it's just her ghost, I am also satisfied, praise the light!"

The old man was praying when Yingying, the young girl inside, came over.

"Father, I miss you so much." The girl hugged her old, weeping father.

"My daughter, my father misses you too." The old man also hugged his daughter tightly, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

"Hey, Lilun, why is there any temperature on your body, and why is the injury on your leg gone?" He looked at the intact daughter in front of him in surprise.

Lilun's mouth curled into a smile.

"Old man, what are you doing?" came the coughing sound of the old woman, who was wearing a simple linen skirt and struggled to get here from the bedroom.

The not-so-bright eyes glanced at the mourning hall, and the wrinkled cheeks suddenly solidified, dazed.

Lilun rushed up: "Mother, I'm back!"

The girl hugged her mother tightly, with excitement and tears on her face.

"You... are you really my Lilun?" The old woman touched her face in disbelief.

He murmured: "Just as we opened the door that day, we saw a very strange girl wearing your clothes and got into our house. We beat her out, only to find out that she may have robbed you, and then you have your clothes."

"We went to look for you, but we couldn't find it for several days. Suddenly your body appeared outside our door, with all the injuries on your body and legs, and no breath..."

"That's how we lost you, my Lilun! 99

The old woman hugged her daughter tightly, tears in her eyes.

The girl said with a face full of guilt: "It's all my daughter's fault, I shouldn't be greedy for beauty, and I was deceived by that magician... Fortunately, the great God of Light gave me a new life, he is really the most merciful god!

"Yeah, praise the light for bringing our daughter back." The old man and the old woman tapped between the eyebrows with their right fists at the same time.

In fact, they didn't understand what happened to their daughter at all, but their family were all believers of the God of Light, and now their daughter was lost and found.

They, who are not literate, can't think of any words that can describe the excitement in their hearts, except for the phrase 'praise the light'.

Just as they were praying for the name of light, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in a corner not far away: "God of light? I've heard his name all these years, and he brought this dead character back to life? 39

He was whispering, his eyes suddenly changed.

boom!

A splendid torrent of light, I do not know when, from the dead girl, spread to him like a flame.

The figure's face condensed, and he raised his palm towards the space ahead.

Immediately, the surrounding space began to transform, as if two points in different directions in the space were overlapped.

This figure appeared in a forest from the courtyard of Li Lun's house.

"Hey, that's how you want to catch me." Looking at the flames that were still burning at the original location, a smile appeared on the corner of the figure's mouth.

Suddenly the golden light also cut through time and space, sticking to him like glue.

The figure's complexion changed, trying to get rid of the stickiness of the light, but no matter how hard he tried, the burning golden light, like a part of his body, couldn't get rid of it.

"Hey, it seems that I underestimate this God of Light." The figure sighed, and suddenly stood there, letting the golden light shroud him.

But when the light of the flames completely covered him, his body suddenly withered and became a piece of paper.

"Well, not the real body?" In the bright light, Apollo whispered.

At the same time, on a small island far away in the ocean, a certain figure with a dark cloak and a translucent twisted mask on his face suddenly made a low voice: "Have you been noticed so soon? ?Fortunately, it's just a stand-in, but I'll have to be more careful in the future.

Saying so, his figure gradually disappeared on this remote island.

In the underworld, Apollo, who had just disembarked from the Charon ship, suddenly evoked a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's very cautious, using a paper figurine to test, but since you have already appeared, you will leave a flaw sooner or later.

Whispering in his heart, Apollo gently looked at Hecate beside him.

"Still thinking about what Charon just said?" Apollo asked softly, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Hecate frowned with a white face and nodded again and again: "I hate people like him who talk half-hearted the most. Either don't tell me such interesting things, or make things clear at one time."

"Some things may not be what he wants to say. 35 Apollo looked up at the dark surroundings, with deep golden eyes. "The personality reaches a certain level, maybe just mention the name, or talk a little about related things. Deeds, may alarm some corresponding existence. 35

"This is very similar to the word magic that I am developing recently," Hecate came to the spirit, "The essence of magic is to borrow the power of rules, but all things are not as good as gods and rules, and many have no magic talent. The research found that through some specific spells and rituals, the power of the rules can often be touched...

She began to talk to Apollo about her perception of magic.

Apollo smiled and listened.

He knew that Hecate was a very curious and curious goddess, and exploring the unknown was the most indispensable part of her life.

Serious and focused, she is also the most beautiful and attractive.

Listening to Hecate's magic research all the way, the two quickly crossed the four Styx rivers, the "River of Sighs", "River of Water Scorpions", "River of Forgotten" and "River of Abomination", to the deepest part of the underworld.

"々, that is Elysee Paradise, the final destination of all the dead souls, and also the private domain of Hades." Hecate pointed to the front with her slender fingers.

Apollo nodded, his golden eyes looked over, and his face suddenly became solemn.

Under his 'eye of omniscience', this Hades Paradise built by Hades was shrouded in a thick layer of mist.

Like a terrifying giant beast waiting to eat, it opened its huge mouth towards the Netherworld.

And this huge mouth is the gate of the paradise. Many have just passed through the five Styx Rivers, washed their memories and sorrows and joys, and their eyes are completely indifferent. They are lining up to go to the paradise.

Then one by one was swallowed by the giant mouth.

"What's the matter with you?" Hekatra gave Apollo a look, feeling that his expression was strange.

Apollo came back to his senses and asked in a low voice: "You said that this Elysee Paradise is the final destination of all the dead souls, isn't it built by Hades, before Hades came to Hades, all the dead souls finally Where will it enter? 35

Hecate thought for a while: "I heard that when there was no Pluto, the dead souls would continue to go deeper and enter Tartarus after passing through the five rivers of the Styx. Later, Pluto built the Elysee Paradise, and the dead souls would no longer enter Tartarus. .

She tilted her head and added: "I heard Thanatos and the others say that there is a saying that the Elysee Paradise of Hades is actually connected to the abyss Tartarus."

When she was talking, a black magic car suddenly drove up from the sky and hurried to Elysee Paradise.

Hecate whispered: "It seems to be the chariot of His Majesty Pluto, he came back from outside!

Apollo noticed earlier than she did, and frowned awkwardly.

There seemed to be a very familiar aura in that jet-black car.

After thinking about it for a while, he immediately said: "Your Majesty Hades, it's so good that you just came back."

On the sky car, Hades stared at the golden figure below in amazement, screaming in his heart.

"How could this be, I finally waited until he left Olympus, but he actually came to the underworld?" We.