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The carriage flew across the river and passed through the limestone cliffs circling with cries, and the road ahead was crowded with weeping ghosts, and when they saw the carriage coming, they immediately ran away with their heads in their arms.

The ghosts who couldn't run fast were whipped away by Hades' black mist whip, and shattered into pieces of snowflakes, which were the ashes they raised.

Persephone, who is afraid of ghosts, was forced to show sympathy, thinking that ghosts are really miserable for his uncle.

Then she silently moved her sitting position, away from the ferocious god beside her. It turns out that an evil and cold heart can really be scarier than a ghost.

But when she tried to sit away, Hades turned her head sensitively, as if every movement of her was a switch, and moving away was to turn on his cold side.

At this time, Persephone will automatically move his body to his side with difficulty, and open up his gentle character. As expected, he continues to use the black whip to drive away those ghosts who are crowding the road with satisfaction.

The horse spouted furious flames, illuminating the road, and soon a curved road appeared, at the end of which a huge building showed a conspicuous outline in the hazy green light.

It is a temple, she has seen this kind of tourist attraction in the tourist brochure, with a long staircase of white quartz blocks, a triangular sloping roof and a rectangular main structure.

It's a pity that because she was not interested in that tourist spot, she just turned over in a hurry.

And the temple in front of me is obviously beyond the description of any atlas. It is like a cold white mountain, with countless limestone columns that are so high that people are afraid, standing on a thick foundation, supporting the buildings around the temple. .

A layer of gray dust accumulated on the grand steps leading to the temple, and the lonely square altar stood quietly outside the door, missing a corner, and the ground was covered with gravel.

When the carriage quickly flew up the stairs, Persephone, who was sitting in the carriage, only felt that a large number of pillars and tall outer walls were silently crowding, occupying all of her sight range.

Her fingers couldn't help pressing the armrest of the seat to stabilize her body, and she also held her breath.

The construction of the temple is too huge, and it is simply impossible to complete it by manpower. Standing in the dark, you can't feel the half-splendor of splendor and beauty, only the overwhelming sense of coercion, which makes the timid people unable to lift their heads.

This place is dilapidated, lying down like the skeleton of a giant beast, with an astonishing momentum.

"This is the place where the god of the underworld is sacrificed." Hades said indifferently, he swung the horse with a whip, and the black horse's nose shot out fireworks, which landed in the copper lamp hanging under the eaves of the door, and the light illuminated the surroundings.

Persephone also saw that there were no thick traces of blood on the cracked altar, as if no one had ever sacrificed animals on it.

The carriage smashed open the gate of the temple without any scruples, rushed into the foyer, and entered the main hall.

The black horse roared and lit all the lamps with flames.

At the end of the empty inner hall, a statue with a height of tens of meters appeared. It sat quietly on the throne, with curly hair hanging down its shoulders, and the stretched fan-shaped blades were entangled in the shape of a vigorous crown, which was worn on top of his head.

It can be seen that the corolla and clothes are covered with gold leaf, but the gold powder has faded due to disrepair, revealing the marble pattern inside.

The upper half of the statue's face is hidden in the darkness. It can be seen that the deep eyebrows have been colored at first, and then peeled off by time.

Looks like Hades.

Sitting on the carriage, Persephone looked up at the statue. She was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment. She could only think that if she came to pay her respects once a day, her cervical spondylosis would definitely be cured.

Could it be that Hades asked her to come here to understand how difficult it was for him to build this temple.

She couldn't help giving Hades a sympathetic look, only to find that he shook the rein and pulled it again, as if kneading the soft rope.

Could it be that the rope was too hard, and it hurt his hand when he pulled it?

Hades suddenly said coldly, "Take it."

Then the next moment, Persephone's fingers were broken off by him, and he stuffed them into the reins controlling the carriage. He also jumped out of the carriage, and a mist whip appeared in his hand.

Persephone had a bad premonition in her heart. She realized something and was about to jump off the car.

Snapped.

The whip in Hades' hand hit the horse, and the irritable horse roared immediately, as if it was cursing.

Persephone was dumbfounded, she quickly shouted: "Wait, I can't drive, Hades."

Except for bicycles and "little yellow cars", she doesn't know how to drive any cars.

But it was too late, Persephone only felt her fingers clenched, and the horse galloped crazily forward.She was like the shelf that drove the ducks to the shelf, her body was stiff, her eyes were dull, and she watched the black horse turn around in front of the statue, and hit the side wall.

Finally, she ventured to look back and saw Hades standing quietly under the statue. The newly lit fireworks illuminated his slender and tall figure, and the black eyes were reflected with light tails flowing. His voice was deep and clear. sounded.

"It was you who prayed to understand me. There are memories of me in the temple. You can drive the carriage in and have a look."

Can memories still be kept outside the brain for exhibition?You gods really know how to play.

Persephone pulled the rein, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted again: "I said, I don't know how to drive!"

This is not a question of not watching, but of hitting a wall.

As soon as she finished speaking, she watched the horse's head blend into the wall, then the mane and body, and finally she and the carriage.

The moment she entered the wall, she felt a blackness in front of her eyes, and when she fell suddenly, she saw the stars in the sky hanging upside down in her eyes, the stars shattered and turned into countless pictures, and the carriage lost control and crashed into one of the fragments.

When the carriage disappeared into the mural, Hades walked over, and the patterns drawn by divine power unfolded in front of him one by one.

Behind the black dust, the hideous giant grabbed a baby who was eager to flee, choked his divine power, crushed his internal organs, opened his abyss-like mouth, and swallowed the baby.

This was the first picture he saw at the beginning of his birth. He was thrown into his father's abdominal cage for the crime of patricide.

After coming to Hades, he built a temple and drew a lot of memories. As long as there is incense to nourish him, he will continue to purify the filth on his body, delaying the time for him to be swallowed by death and fall into a deep sleep.

However, as the number of descendants of Zeus increased and its power became stronger, the god Olympus began to invade the belief site of Hades, resulting in countless festivals dedicated to Hades becoming Olympus' spoils.

Even if there are occasional activities to sacrifice to the god of the underworld, it has become mainly to exorcise evil spirits, because the god of the underworld was abandoned because he could not bless him.

Pluto was naturally abandoned by humans led by Zeus.Whether it is the Flower Moon Festival or the Targaryen Festival, humans will not worship Hades, but will only drive him away.

Even Hermes, who was walking between life and death, wiped the serpent stick in his hand with sacred wool, so as to have the power to drive away death and prevent himself from being polluted by the breath of the underworld.

This is a dark land that both gods and humans are eager to escape, and naturally there will be no more incense for sacrifices.

Hades saw that light began to appear on the mural, which was where Persephone fell.

Her vitality is too bright and beautiful, embellishing the painting of memories that have lost their incense and become dim, embellished with brilliant colors.

Hades couldn't help stretching out his fingers to cover the spot of light, feeling her power to purify him, but unfortunately...

He has already merged with death. Every time she purifies, she is robbing his power. If she purifies all the filth on his body, his

The power is also gone.

Hades suddenly flicked his fingertips, and his heart twisted into a ball due to the strange emotional attack.Can even a harmless memory scare her so much?

There is no majesty or strength of being a god at all.

The god who is cruel and contemptuous of the weak thought in disgust, but couldn't help stepping into the wall, blending into his memory to find the girl who was trying to understand him.

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Persephone was lying on her back, stuck in a soft place.

The carriage was dragged away by Crazy Horse, and she didn't know where she went. She looked hopeless and turned into a green onion.Hades must be taking revenge. She just wanted to get to know him verbally, but he threw her directly into the wall. This way of introducing himself is too unique.

Persephone stood up in a daze, and found herself in a dark space. She saw wide roads intertwined above her head, and the place where she was was also one of the roads.

She stepped on the ground with her feet, it was soft, what material was it made of?

Persephone didn't know how this place knew about Hades, so she couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "Can't normal people see things all the time?"

Persephone suddenly felt the road under her feet squirming, so soft that it was almost disgusting to the touch, which made her tremble uncontrollably. She saw a large number of roads turned into man-eating tongues, intertwined and trembling.

This kind of visual impact that can shatter human nerves made Persephone feel for the first time that her time travel was just the poorest scene of this adventure.

The shock turned out to be like a ladder, and the first step was higher than the first step.

Persephone finally yelled, and ran forward with her head in her arms. Her feet seemed to be stepping on mud, which was wet and sticky. Several tongues collided with each other, making a loud noise above her head, causing her tinnitus to step on the ground.

Persephone fell onto a pile of web-like flesh-colored ropes. She was hanging on these soft ropes overlapping like spider silk, and there were regular roars in her ears.

Boom, boom, like the heartbeat of some giant beast was vibrating.

Just when she didn't know how to get rid of this danger, she saw not far from her, in the center of the entanglement of the net, a curled up figure sleeping peacefully.

Precariously, Persephone scratched and crawled, and came to this figure.

is a child.

He looked about two or three years old, with black hair hanging down his round cheeks.The soft limbs were bound with soft ropes, and the skin was covered with large scars.

It was simply a large-scale domestic violence scene of child abuse. It was so pitiful that even if Persephone knew that this child was strange, she couldn't help but feel sympathy.

But why did Hades let her see these, who is this baby?

Persephone stared blankly at the child in front of her, but saw his eyelashes move suddenly, revealing a pair of soft and pure eyes.

His face was full of wake-up anger, and he frowned his lovely brows in displeasure. He was about to open his mouth to say something to her, but suddenly wrinkled his face into bun folds, and opened his mouth uncontrollably with a huff.

For a moment, Persephone seemed to see the penguin waving its short hand, the cat rolling, the puppy whining, and the cherry cake, all of them were cute.

He said suddenly, "He's going to throw up."

Persephone just came back to her senses, and felt the net rope shake violently, the dark space shook and made a grunting sound, and the child hanging in the middle of the net suddenly fell, she reached out her hand almost instinctively, and held him calf.

The inverted baby looked up calmly, as if unable to understand what she was doing.

Persephone couldn't understand why her hand was pulling him so quickly, but when she saw the child's numb face, she suddenly realized that her human side was not so bad that she turned a blind eye to a child who was in danger.

But after being rescued, I realized that this was not a rational behavior.This guy is not a normal person at first glance, what if he is a monster in human skin?

Persephone hesitated, and was about to let go, but he seemed to have just reacted and asked softly, "Are you trying to save me?"

A sentence that was so calm that it was numb, but it could be heard with incredible emotions. It seemed that it was a very strange thing for others to save him.

Persephone froze for a moment, but found that the upside-down child slipped away from her hand suddenly and easily. He didn't know when he reached out to grab her clothes, and curled up in her arms.

It was as if Persephone had strayed into a movie theater, watching an untranslated movie that she didn't buy tickets for, and she was blinded.

She finally remembered to ask: "Who are you?"

The child clung to her and answered in a low voice.

His voice was too soft and small, Persephone listened closer, but found that he was spinning around, and his whole body was pushed up by a huge momentum.

She saw the intricate web, arched and wriggled soft paths, gradually spreading out before her eyes.This is the guts of a monster, not an architectural space.

Persephone was stunned by the painful howls that came from nowhere, and instinctively hugged the child in her arms even tighter, but she didn't see his upturned soft face, looking at her with strange emotions in his eyes .

There was a light above her head, and she flew out of the sealed space at once.

Then she saw under her feet, a savage giant who was vomiting and hammered the ground out of the cracks. He yelled heart-piercingly: "Sons of Rhea, I will deprive you of your glory and power."

Persephone suddenly remembered that Hades had said that he was eaten by his father and spit it out again.

Is it...

Persephone looked down at that cute and round face, and asked tentatively, "Hades?"

Hades tensed his face and said coldly, "This is my birth."

If it was the usual Hades, she would still find this expression scary, but for some reason, she couldn't get scared when she looked at such a small round face.

The giant suddenly shattered in front of them, and the child in her arms suddenly pushed her due to gravity, causing her to fall into countless dust.

The last image of the reflection in her pupils is the lonely little Hades also gradually flying away. Is this his memory?

Her tragic childhood was so weird that she was speechless. She didn't know whether to sympathize with him or think his experience was weird.

Persefin's eyes went dark again, and she instinctively stretched out her hand to grab something, but her fingertips immediately touched something cold and sticky, cold light and golden liquid immediately entered her eyes, and she saw her outstretched hand The hand touched a thick, blunt long sword.

The blade of the sword grazed her finger and left, slashing towards a terrifying big foot in front, the golden liquid splashed and landed on the boiling ground.

what is this?

She looked along the arc of the liquid, and saw a man in bronze armor with his back facing her, his black hair flamboyant, and his mighty and powerful body was more frightening than that huge foot.

He turned his head, his bronze-colored face was resolute and stern, and the straight sword in his hand suddenly struck.

Persephone closed her eyes in shock, but heard a bell-like scream from behind, and a huge body fell from behind her.

Then a pair of hot and wet hands pressed against the skin of her cheeks, and the gentle fingertips brushed against her ears, bringing out her sensitive trembling.

Persephone opened her eyes and saw clearly the face of the man squatting in front of her, "Hades."

How did the skin turn black?

Hades, shaggy-haired and clad in bronze, held her face in his hands, golden blood dripping from his nails onto her skin.

"This is the

battle of gods. "

After finishing speaking, he picked her up by the waist with one hand, and easily let her sit on his strong arms, so that she could see the battlefield clearly, and all he could see was the towering giants lifting the mountain and throwing it to a high place.

Countless people in armor flew into the sky with their chariots, and attacked the giant with bows, arrows and spears one after another. Flames from the clouds crazily threw themselves into the giant's eye sockets.

Standing in the clouds, a male god wearing a dazzling golden robe held a club-shaped weapon and chopped off countless thunder whiskers.Standing beside him was a tall and elegant woman, her face was calm, her fingers lightly placed behind the man, as if she was in control, she stared at him wisely.

Hades seemed to know her doubts, and casually introduced: "It is Zeus who lowered the thunder and lightning, and beside him is Metis, the daughter of the ocean god."

Persephone finally heard a familiar name, Zeus, she couldn't help but take another look at the male god sitting on the cloud.

Hades immediately said coldly, "Metis is his wife."

Persephone is relatively unfamiliar with Greek mythology, but after a bit of common sense, she always feels that Zeus's wife does not have this name.

Maybe it was too obvious that she was staring at the sky, Hades suddenly hugged her into his arms to prevent her from looking up, and took out a simple bronze helmet from midair with one hand.

He calmly began to explain as if teaching a cognitively deficient child: "When Chaos was born, the earth was also born, and then Abyss and Love were born, Erebus and Night God, they are the first generation God."

Persephone was puzzled: "The first generation?"

Hades: "I am the third generation with Zeus, Hera, Poseidon and Hestia."

Persephone suddenly realized: "The first generation of gods are relatives of your grandfather's generation?"

Hades: "Grandfather?"

Persephone felt that she was talking too fast, if it wasn't for her relatives, after all, few of the gods in her family were related by blood.

Hades seemed to finally understand the word, and said calmly, "It can be explained in this way."

Persephone: "...so the second generation is?"

Hades: "The Titans we are fighting are the second generation."

After speaking, he stretched out his finger to the roaring giant, telling people to attack quickly, "That is Cronus, the king of the gods, who gave birth to me and the other five brothers and sisters."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and then said in a flat tone as if he had ironed: "Then he ate five of them. Now he leads his brothers to occupy Mount Otteris and fight with us for ten years. I want to He plunged into the abyss to deprive him of his divine power, brought him to sleep, and took his throne."

Persephone stared at the giants who were throwing stones, and then at Hades, who was a normal person.She thought he was too tall, so he was malnourished?

Such a big father gave birth to such a short son?It doesn't taste enough to get between the teeth.

Persephone felt that she was really cold-hearted. Hearing such a tragedy, the first time she heard such a tragedy, she didn't shed tears and felt sad.

"Shocked, Baimi Daddy gave birth to two Mier (rounding calculation), angrily swallowed it into his mouth and destroyed the corpse"

"Tragedy in the world, the family has the throne and fights, three generations of sons beat up the second generation father, and the father leads the brothers to fight back"

"Your Majesty, the child you swallowed...

Has he digested it?

No, he Jie Jie Jie The Return of the King intends to let you sleep peacefully on the spot"

It may be that the misery is too weird, and the brain refuses to sympathize. This is a nest of neuropathy, no, neuropathy can't do this kind of thing.

After Hades finished popularizing science for her who only had the common sense of a child, he put the helmet on neatly. The shadows covered his eyes, but they couldn't hide the boiling killing intent in his eyes.

He said as if talking to himself: "The weapon has been sharpened on the whetstone."

Persephone was trapped in his arms, and the sound of his excited heartbeat could be heard in his chest. Her fingers were pressing on his bronze armor, and his hot body was under the icy armor.

She suddenly discovered that his skin was hot because he was emotional.When he was calm just now, his skin was at normal temperature.

Then every time he touched her, his skin was so hot because he lost control of his emotions?

Persephone suddenly noticed that they were flying, and countless gods were slashing and attacking each other crazily at their feet. They didn't have any elegant and noble appearance, only ferocious savagery, fighting fiercely to the death.

Battle of the gods?

Hades' expression was extremely focused, he didn't glance at her, as if for him at this moment, there was nothing more exciting than war.

They appeared behind the giants, their huge backs like stretching mountains, with rock-like hard edges protruding.

Persephone saw that the man hugging her didn't flinch in the slightest of fear. Like a ghostly stalker, he landed on the giant's neck and took out a double-pronged fork. The cold blades on both sides flashed like star tails, piercing through The flesh and blood on the back of Kronos' neck was broken.

Like a mountain collapsing, a giant crashed down.

And Zeus, who was standing on the cloud at this moment, also cast thunder and lightning, giving the giant a final blow.

Hades hugged her and landed on this huge body, surrounded by countless praises of victory and wailing of defeat.

He stretched out his hand to lightly touch Persephone's face, and turned her sideways. He saw the movements of the gods and giants froze. Their limbs and bodies, and the shields and spears beside them quickly cracked in the stagnation.

She knew that this memory would be shattered again.

Hades said softly, "It's Helios' carriage."

Persephone followed the strength of his fingers to look, and the dazzling sun was burning in the sky like a torch of victory.

Light is the only flowing color in this dilapidated and silent world.

"From now on, this land will be under our control."

Hades took off the helmet to reveal slightly wet curly hair, the light was refracted on his helmet, and then fell on his soft lips, a smile appeared on his lips.

Persephone heard his heartbeat calm down, replaced by his eyes that were extremely clear, confident and beautiful.

He is not like a god.

Persephone looked at the smile on the corner of his mouth in a daze, he seemed more like a person.If you are nervous, your breathing will be disordered, your heartbeat will be uncontrollable, and your skin will even sweat due to strenuous exercise.

He will also smile happily for a huge victory.

This smile dilutes all the absurd and terrifying war scenes. Persephone felt that he had watched a movie with high fighting spirit, and couldn't help saying to the protagonist: "You are very powerful, Hades."

He lowered his head and stared at her intently again, the golden luster shone on his messy hair, and the cold, hard and clean face contours softened in the halo.

The background of the battle of the gods behind him has all been shattered into pieces and flew up, and Hades' face also began to become dull and finally disappeared.

Persephone was not afraid this time, she even stabilized her body when she fell.

This is Hades's memory, that is to say, it is a thing of the past. If it was his birth at the beginning, then just now is a happy and glorious part of his life when he defeated his greatest enemy.

If life has color, his birth is black.

And just now, he was the most dazzling gold.

It may be that her mentality has become peaceful, and the pictures in her memory have not changed again.

For the first time, she was forced to blend in, but it was like countless colored paintings larger than the door, floating in the black void in all directions.

Persephone heard the sound of horseshoes, and when she looked back, it was the carriage.

The black horse spouted sparks and came to her side, stopped reluctantly, then kicked its feet, urging Persephone to get on the car.

For the first time, Persephone saw the anger in the horse's eyes, which dared not speak out. It seemed that it would be cheap to carry her, but it was impossible not to carry her.She hesitated for a moment or got into the car jerky.

The carriage sped up, and Persephone immediately grabbed the horse's rope, "Slow down, slow down."

The horses suddenly turned their heads and rolled their eyes at her.

Persephone: "..."

The carriage rushed into one of the scenes, and a bright gate appeared, with scenes of the battle of the gods engraved on the brackets on the eaves.After the car entered, there was a flat-roofed hall, and a bronze statue holding a thunderbolt stood in the middle.

Next to the statue is an amphitheater-like circular seating crowd of deities.

They couldn't tell whose seat was more important, and the most conspicuous one was Zeus in purple robe, holding a scepter in his hand, a young eagle standing on his shoulder, and Metis standing beside him, her hand was still resting on Zeus's chair , the abdomen is visibly protruding.

"The honor of victory is to the sons of heaven and earth in glory, to the sea and the earth, to all the undead gods who steadfastly support the war, and under the witness of the gods, the sky, the sea, and the earth will be divided into three parts, shared with my brother share."

Zeus is like a darling, surrounded by various gods who support him. Every time the god of perfection will clap his hands and dance happily every time he finishes speaking, his passionate divine power spreads to everyone's hearts.

It's mind-boggling to think about agreeing with anything Zeus has to say.

Even Persephone couldn't help but feel emotional, but it was just a memory that affected people so much.

Zeus held out a golden saucer with three balls of light on it. "In the Goddess of Order, in the witness of the gods, we will draw from the land we manage."

Persephone looked around among a bunch of unknown gods, where is Hades?

Suddenly she was holding the rein tightly by the back of her hand, wrapped in a male palm, and Hades' voice came from beside her.

"You can relax a little, your hand will be strained."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and earnestly opened her fingers, slowly stroking her reddened palm, his fingernails occasionally scratching the thin lifeline lightly, the itching and numbness made Persephone try hard to pull his hand back.

"Aren't you going to claim the spoils?"

Hades lowered his head and fell silent for a while before placing a ball of light in her palm, light and cold, with a damp earthy smell.

"Sorted to the underground where Wushen wants to go."

It was only then that Persephone saw that the surrounding scene had frozen again, and the gods who were either sitting or standing formed a circle, watching the golden saucer not move.

The largest and roundest light cluster was held by Zeus, and the other blue light cluster was held by a bearded male god.

Persephone couldn't help but said, "You should choose the most beautiful dumpling."

Hades lowered her long and curly eyelashes, her dark eyes were dull, "My divine power is polluted, and the other two lands don't want to belong to me, only the dark underground automatically falls into my hands."

Persephone saw a disappointed expression flash across his face, but his beautiful dark skin was extremely healthy, and even his dejected look was not convincing.

The Hades in my memory would talk to her and explain, but he didn't have a crazy estrus period, just as gentle and polite as an old friend in a foreign land.

If she hadn't seen him happily telling her against the light just now that they were going to take control of this land, she would not have noticed the flickering depression under his calm expression.

Was he driven away?

Persephone thought of an empty palace, a dark land filled with ghosts, and a river exuding filth. This was his prize, a place no one wanted.

She looked at Hades with a harmless face, and couldn't help showing a little kindness, "Your ability seems to affect me, I can bloom, or I'll cut your hair for you, and you can see if you can grow underground A variety of flowers and plants, improve the soil."

Persephone actually didn't know why she bloomed. In reality, Hades often had convulsions, so she didn't dare to get too close to him, so the power she used to pierce his heart with flowers that time, and the inhuman phenomenon of her hair blooming were completely different. It made her wonder why.

After all, let’s talk about whether she is human, she is obviously human, she has been a human being for so long, and she is clear about the living conditions of human beings.

So she guessed that she often stole Hades' black mist to heal herself, which caused her to mutate herself.

Hades was silent for a moment before asking softly, "Are you sending me flowers?"

Persephone thought he didn't believe it, and for the sake of his false memory, she didn't mind squandering her cheap sympathy.She touched her hair, fortunately, there were several flowers.

Randomly pull a small handful, it is the cotton chrysanthemum of the silver leaf golden group.

Persephone handed it to him, very generously, "Take it."

Hades didn't seem to expect to receive half a cluster of small flowers, he reached out and took it carefully, like holding a small sun, as if he had never seen such flowers before, and he was a little at a loss.

Seeing that he seemed happy, Persephone breathed a sigh of relief.She was afraid that this guy would be stuck in memory if he was depressed, and she didn't know how long it would take to look at his memory.

Fortunately, Hades in my memory is normal, otherwise this period of time may be difficult.

Suddenly her hand was closed little by little, and Hades, who was holding the cotton chrysanthemum, called her softly again: "Posephine, this is a return gift."

What he gave her was the ball of light from the Underworld, and Persephone's hand was like the spoon of the cafeteria aunt, shaking uncontrollably, and shook out the ball of light.

Hades was not surprised either, he just said flatly: "This gift is indeed filthy, it's normal that you don't like it."

The calmer the tone, the more sad it is to be felt.

Persephone looked at her unsatisfactory hand, but it was not true that she took it from memory, why did she cowardly.

But it was too late to pick up the gift again, and the surroundings became dark again.Hades, who looked down at the flowers, also dissipated with the background of the gods, and the flowers in his hand were the last color to disappear.

Persephone's palm was empty, and she didn't know why she felt that this lively memory was frighteningly lonely.

The horse galloped again, and countless pictures continued to speed up. She saw Hades standing on the barren dark land, surrounded by all kinds of strange-shaped giant beasts, they were holding hawk picks, carrying boulders and Brass is building the palace.

The next scene is that black mist began to appear on Hades' body. He could no longer return to the reunion among the gods, and could only squat in the palace of Hades silently drawing lively banquet paintings.

Persephone sat in the car and watched him sit in front of the mural without moving for a long time. There was Zeus on the painting, and there were also a bunch of gods she didn't know, probably his brothers and sisters.

She saw that he painted himself in the lively banquet, toasting with the happy gods.

Was Hades so lonely? , please keep in mind:,.