【Greek Mythology】God of Fate

The residence of the patriarch of the dwarves is in a cave. Although the outside looks unattractive, the inside is full of heaven and earth.

Like the beauty and archery of the elves, the gnomes are famous for their mysterious metallurgy.Most of their personalities are gloomy and weird, and they are the most capable of making mistakes and vengeance. Metallurgy makes them have an extraordinary status in the eyes of the gods.But at the same time, their personality and appearance also make the gods dislike them, but because of their abilities, the gods will not let them out of control.

As the patriarch of the dwarves, Wilger can be said to be one of the best.But nothing works against the furious Moira!

"Master of Destiny! Please forgive that idiot for his rudeness, we are willing to do anything for you!"

The patriarch of the dwarf clan with a big beard and a curvy back said in trepidation, the light in his small cloudy eyes flashed away, and his rough voice was still hard to hear even if he said apologies.

Moira sat on the throne provided by Wilger, staring blankly at some of the dwarf clansmen who shrank and couldn't hide their fear.The guy who dared to offend him has long been turned into dust, and now the rest of the same family are naturally angered!

Wilger had scolded that brainless idiot thousands of times in his heart at this moment. If he was still alive, he would definitely have to be slapped several times by him to be discouraged.As soon as he sensed the commotion happening here, he rushed over. He didn't expect those idiots to offend such a big god!Now, they can't do without a lot of bleeding, pity their treasures!

Wilger smiled apologetically, bleeding from the bottom of his heart.

Moira glanced away and looked away, Wilger's wrinkled smiling face hurt the eyes.

Moira didn't speak, and under his heavy coercion, other people didn't dare to speak at all, and Wilger could only maintain a stiff bowing posture, begging for forgiveness from the gods.

"Noble Lord of Destiny! We are willing to offer the supreme treasure, please calm down!"

Wilger swallowed, and said tremblingly against Moira's divine power.Cold sweat broke out all over his body, he didn't dare to look into Moira's eyes at all, as if all his ugly sides were exposed naked/under the sun, and there was no secret at all.

When he heard Moira's name, he knew that if today's matter could not be resolved, the whole family would be in trouble!The God of Destiny is a legendary God!For tens of thousands of years, no one has seen his figure, nor is he aware of his ability, but it is conceivable that the gods in charge of fate are not kind...

As for the elf beside him, why did he follow the Lord of Destiny?Is this a conspiracy of the elves?

Wilger lowered his head, with an uncertain expression on his face.

"Use the Gem of Life to build a weapon for Sylph, Wilger." Moira smiled lightly, the light around her was brighter than the luster of the jewels and gold in this cave, so dazzling that the dwarves dare not look directly at it. Even Sylph was overshadowed.

He said it lightly, and didn't say at all whether he would accept the dwarfs' show of weakness.The clever Sylph noticed this, but he thought it was because Moira had not forgiven the gnomes for their offense.Wilger and Sylph had the opposite point of view. He thought that since Moira accepted the treasure they offered and asked them to build a weapon for the elf, it would be considered as exposing the matter.

Anyway, even if you are the Lord of Destiny, you can't just keep your word!

"Yes, Your Highness! This is our honor." Wilger's lowered face put on the expression of "Look, you know it", and then grinned and said again and again.

"What kind of weapon does Your Excellency want?" Wilger moved his head, and the dark face covered with beard and hair faced Sylph, and he asked quietly, shaking his uneven and yellowed teeth.

Wilger's expression remained unchanged, with a treacherous and cunning smile. He looked at Sylph, without the slightest respect under his dark eyes, but guessing and sizing up maliciously.This is an elf, a descendant of elves who have never been very compatible with dwarves!According to the character of the elves, how could a powerful elf be sent out?

Wilger thought sinisterly in his heart, Moira's identity made him hesitate for a moment, could it be to curry favor with the Lord of Destiny?However, the fate of the gods can't be changed at will even if they are the master of fate, so why did they do this?

"... Bow and arrow." Sylph still can't see the old cunning Wilger's mind for the time being, he just instinctively feels Wilger's malice towards him, but he doesn't care, neither are the dwarves and elves. There was a feud for a day, so he said the weapon he wanted with just a little thought.

The most suitable weapon for elves, bows and arrows are beyond doubt, they are born archers!

"Please wait for a moment, the most outstanding craftsman in our clan will work for you immediately, and must create the most suitable weapon for this elf lord." Wilger nodded, and then bowed to Moira and said.

Moira tossed Wilger the Life Gem, then waved him away with the gnome inside.

Wilger obediently left his cave, and then went to the dwarf with the most advanced metallurgy. His place is now Moira's territory for the time being.

"Patriarch, are we really going to give them the treasure?" one of the gnomes whispered with green eyes.

"Idiot!" Wilger slapped the money-obsessed dwarf away, and said meaningfully with a black face, "That is no ordinary god! He is in charge of the fate of the world, and we cannot resist... ..."

"Whether to give or not is our sincerity. As for whether to accept or not, that is what that person wants..." Wilger squinted his eyes and said in a low voice. "Everyone, don't provoke that Highness, just send it away carefully." Wilger snorted coldly and warned.

The rest of the dwarves said yes again and again, saying that they would not be causing trouble.

"Your Highness, I think that Wilg is a bit malicious..." Sylph said quietly leaning on Moira after everyone left. Although he has grown a lot, he is still a kind elf in essence. The meaning of good and evil is quite sensitive.

"Where are the evil intentions?" Moira squinted her eyes and asked Sylph, who was frowning and thinking. The elf's wrinkled face was so cute that he couldn't help but want to tease it.

"Well... I can't tell. I just feel that his breath is very cold, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake." Sylph blinked and said a little discouraged.

"Don't worry about him, he's just an irrelevant person anyway." Moira pulled Sylph over and sat him down with him. He stroked the elf's hair very naturally, bowed Said loudly.

Although the ending of fate is doomed, the process is either miserable or helpless or happy, all depend on themselves, the so-called ups and downs, and finally return to the original point, nothing more.

"Hmm." Sylph said in a low voice with a red face.

Even though it has happened many times, the next time Moira touches him, he will still blush and let her move softly.Moira's boobs always reassure him...

When Moira stayed in the gnomes, the gnomes were trying their best to build an artifact, eager to leave as soon as they got the artifact, because of their existence, the atmosphere of the gnomes was very dull, which made the always-tempered The dwarf who came was very distressed.

Fortunately, with the best craftsmen and top materials, Sylph's bow was quickly completed!

It was a silver-white bow and arrow, with a gem inlaid in its center, which was the gem of life.The dwarf perfectly combined it with the bow body with its exquisite craftsmanship, without any flaws at all. It is definitely an artifact that even the most picky elves have to bow their heads to praise. Its power is almost as powerful as His majesty's sharpshooter is comparable.

The most powerful thing about this divine bow is that it can absorb the power from the heavens and the earth, and then turn it into an arrow to kill the enemy without consuming much of its master's power.

Sylph fell in love with him as soon as she got the bow, and the bow fit him as if it was born with him.And holding this bow, he can feel the huge power contained in the bow!

"Thank you very much, Patriarch!" Sylph thanked politely while being happy.

Wilge is extremely proud, this is a great miracle that only they can create!

In the end, Moira still didn't take away the treasures offered by the dwarves, but just took away the bow, because these treasures were of no use to him.Sylph really wanted to take it away, after all, the dwarves are very obsessed with treasures, and it would make them feel bad, and it would be very pleasant to think about it.

But he just thought about it, Moira didn't want it, and he couldn't speak.

"Your Highness, why don't you accept their gift of apology?" Sylph asked curiously.

"Because I don't like them." Moira chuckled.

"Oh..." Sylph blinked her eyes, and then asked in a low voice with some embarrassment, "Does Your Highness like me?"

Sylph felt his face was hot after he finished speaking, but he still moved his ears, wanting to hear Moira's answer.

"Of course I like it." Moira looked at the embarrassed elf and said with a smile. He gently touched the elf's head, and there seemed to be a warm color in his eyes, which was so gentle and intoxicating.

Sylph was very happy, even the corners of his mouth were always upturned, and his whole body was filled with happiness.

It is very lucky to be loved by the Lord of Destiny!

But the luck of the dwarves will not be as good as Sylph's. Just saying "not to be liked by fate" can make their future luck a lot rougher.Everything is predestined, and the opportunity exists, but whether they can grasp it is their own business.Just like now, their rude behavior offended Moira, so naturally they wouldn't let Moira look at them more.

"Your Highness, isn't that person a bit weird?" Sylph pointed to a person with a ghostly figure.

That guy was covered in a pitch-black robe, so that no one could see his appearance or his race.But relying on the sensitive sense of the elves, Sylph could still detect the gloomy aura on that person, like a snake in the dark.

"Want to follow up and have a look?" Moira raised her eyebrows.

Anyway, he doesn't have a clear destination for the time being, so he just follows Sylph.

"But, will it be discovered?" Sylph brightened his eyes and nodded expectantly, but then he hesitated, whether they would be discovered if they followed.

Moira was speechless, and then directly pulled Sylph into the clouds.Sylph stuck out her tongue quietly, he just forgot that they could cover their breath just now.

"It turned out to be an endless sea..." Sylph frowned and murmured as she watched the man sink into the deep sea.

"Anything special?"

Moira squinted slightly, looking at the endless sea below and asked with interest.

"I have read the records in the family, and it is recorded that the son of the evil god, Jormungandr, is imprisoned in the endless sea of ​​the human world." Sylph looked at the calm deep sea and said, "But I can't see anything Arrived?"

At first glance, the sea is deep and calm, and nothing strange can be seen from the surface.

"He seems a little big." Moira paused for a moment, and then used the water mirror to show Sylph. The endless deep sea gradually shrank in the water mirror, and a huge sea snake surrounded by the endless deep sea was sleeping.

"Wow, it's really big!" Sylph opened her mouth.

This giant snake is really too big, one of his scales is extremely wide, every breath can cause the seabed to vibrate, and every movement can set off huge waves.If he hadn't been trapped, he might have become everyone's nightmare, and even the whole world would be swallowed by him.

"Jomungard..." Moira chuckled.