[Greek mythology] Apollo's counterattack plan

When Apollo returned to Olympus, the Aroadai brothers were tearing down the gate.

As soon as the gatekeeper Goddess of Time Sequence left, the clouds and mist that had lingered at the gate all year round slowly dissipated, revealing a huge mountain gate made of marble. Every stone was uncarved, taller than a grown man, but the edges were cut very So careful that when one piece after another is stacked together, there is not even a gap at the junction.

Of course, this hugeness is only relative to the gods.In the eyes of the giant brothers, they are like a pile of small stones piled up at the feet, not even the height of the ankles, just kick them casually, and they will all disperse.

But they didn't do that. Instead, they picked up the off-white marble piece by piece with their thick fingertips, and then aimed at the location of the temple and threw it to the ground, smashing the golden roof to pieces.

Accompanied by the thunderous laughter of the two brothers, the gates hadn't been demolished, and several nearby temples had been smashed to the brim.

For a moment, Apollo thought he had gone the wrong way. This is not Olympus, but a place that looks like a sacred mountain.But then he saw those familiar faces.

The gods sat leisurely on the white clouds, stones, or trees, pointing at the giant brothers, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Even Zeus was indifferent, standing on the clouds, embracing his Prince Troy.

Apollo rubbed his eyes, thinking to himself, what's going on, could it be that these two brothers were invited by Zeus to demolish the temple?Is Olympos to be completely rebuilt?

At this moment, Hermes had already seen him, and happily flew over, grabbed him, and flew onto a huge boulder. From this position, he could see the whole process of the giant brothers doing bad things, and could not Will be affected by flying stones.

"Hermes, who are these two giants?" Apollo asked immediately.

"I don't know, I heard that they came to attack Olympus." Hermes shrugged and mentioned it lightly.

Apollo was startled. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing, so he asked, "What? Did no one stop them? Even Zeus stood by and watched."

This kind of style of being bullied to the head, but still silently endured, is really not like the gods of Olympus.Or is everyone so timid?

"Don't worry, brother, there will always be someone who will make a move. Just let us watch the fun." Hermes said indifferently, "Come on, let's talk about your experience in the mortal world. I haven't been away from Olympos for so long, so I'm curious, is there some beautiful girl who has fascinated you?"

"There is no such thing, Hermes, don't make wild guesses." Apollo stared in the direction of the giant brothers, and brought the topic back, "Aren't you afraid that they will keep smashing like this and hit our temple? ?”

"No, it's still early. The temples of the main gods are all near the top of the mountain. Besides, it doesn't matter if they are smashed. Hephaestus will build another one. Of course, when this kind of thing happens, That blacksmith must be a little depressed." Hermes said with a grin.

Apollo glanced around, and sure enough, he saw Hephaestus standing not far away. He was more than depressed. He had never seen the God of Craftsman so angry—even when he caught the God of Love and the God of War last time. When he was in bed, he was also smiling.

At this time, his face was flushed red, the veins on his forehead were protruding, and he kept cursing, it could be seen that he was already extremely angry, if his wife Aphrodite hadn't killed him Hold on, God of Craftsman will definitely reckless, swinging the big hammer on his shoulders, rushing up to compete with the two giants.

Apollo looked at him sympathetically, and asked, "You just said that someone will always make a move. Who are you referring to?"

Hermes moved closer to his mouth and lowered his voice: "Everyone wants to see what Zeus is capable of."

Apollo suddenly realized.

A new generation of gods was born after the God-King War.Although that battle was rumored to be miraculous, in fact, no one knows how powerful Thor is.

Therefore, in the face of the provocation of the giant brothers, it is not so much that no one dares to fight, it is better to say that everyone is unwilling to give up this rare opportunity to test the strength of Zeus.

Hermes said so, and Apollo originally wanted to stand out, so he naturally gave up.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Seeing Aphrodite turning his head and saying something to Ares beside him, Apollo saw that God of War immediately took out a spear and ran towards the giant brother.

"Hermes, look, look quickly." Apollo said hastily, pointing at the same time.

"See," Hermes murmured, almost petrified, "He actually stood up for his lover's husband. Ares's mind is really...really... impressive."

While speaking, Ares had already stood on a protruding rock, and the spear was thrown upwards, flying towards the belly of a giant at an extremely fast speed.

The giant did not evade, allowing the sharp metal point to pierce his abdomen, and then with a "bang", the spear fell off.

His body was unharmed.

The two brothers laughed loudly: "It turns out that the gods only have this ability. You should hand over Mount Olympus obediently and let us live here."

Their voices were loud, like thunder, filling most of the sky, echoing one after another, non-stop.

The gods who usually get angry in front of mortals are surprisingly well-mannered at this moment, they don't say a word, pretending that they didn't hear anything.

Apollo knew he shouldn't stand out, but he couldn't bear it.Unexpectedly, his figure flickered, and he was immediately pulled back by Hermes, who only heard him say: "Don't worry, the God of War is not only capable of this."

Sure enough, Ares picked up the spear with his left hand, and then with a shake of his right hand, another long sword appeared.

With a spear in one hand and a sword in the other, he wrestled with the giant brothers.

For a moment, the roars of the three were deafening.The few remaining clouds and mists in front of the gate were cut off by the long sword, they merged and then divided, divided and gathered again, and became a mess.

Hermes snorted, and said, "It seems that Ares is really angry this time."

Apollo watched the battlefield worriedly.

Although Ares looked menacing, but the giant brothers had rough skin and thick flesh, and the sharp long sword cut them up, at most peeling off a little of their skin.

And if they use spears, because they are too tall, they have to be thrown upwards, and the force is much weaker no matter how strong they are.After several rounds, none of the vital parts were injured, but they were stabbed a few times on their feet, which not only did not harm them, but made the two brothers very angry.

The thunderous roar and its echoes echoed incessantly, drowning out almost all other sounds.

"Hermes," Apollo touched him with his elbow and had to speak loudly, "Do you think that if Ares has been standing on the ground, he might not be able to defeat them."

"See," Hermes said, "the best way is to fly around their heads, and attack their necks and eyes. But Ares can't think of this. I tell you, he This man is only warlike, but he is actually stupid and reckless. It is estimated that this is the fighting method he is most used to on the battlefield, so he can't think of anything else."

Apollo: "..."

Why do you suddenly feel that Ares is very pitiful.

Hermes added: "This is not my own idea. In fact, everyone in Olympos said so, and you may not have noticed. Oh, by the way, Zeus also publicly said that not only Once, he didn't like this son."

Apollo: "..."

What should I do if I feel more sympathetic to Ares.

He was thinking about whether to fly over to help him, or remind him, but the situation suddenly changed.

One of the giants pulled out the spear stuck in his calf, roared, and threw it at Ares in turn.

His strength is great and his speed is fast. Fortunately, his aim was a bit off. Before the god of war could dodge, the spear passed by his arm. Together, nailed to the rock.

Ares didn't even blink his eyes, and as soon as he stood up, he sat up, only to hear a "stab", and most of his robes were torn off, revealing his strong and smooth chest and arms.

However, it was too late, because of that sudden delay, he was pinched by one of the giant brothers.The other person immediately took out a rope from his waist pocket and tied him tightly. The movements were familiar as if he had practiced them thousands of times.

The footsteps that Apollo was about to take stopped, his eyes stared at Ares, and his breath was suffocated.

The current appearance of God of War is really charming.

His muscles are strong and tight, perfectly distributed throughout the body, forming incredibly graceful lines and proportions.On the surface of the honey-colored skin, a thin layer of sweat adhered to it, giving off a soft and attractive luster, as if a layer of sweet honey had been applied.

His body is as elegant and vigorous as a leopard, and every part of his body contains astonishing strength, but unfortunately, once bound by a rope, the whole person cannot move, like a desperate beast.However, the more it is like this, the more it exudes a unique attraction.

God of War turned his back to him, Apollo couldn't see his appearance, but he also knew that that handsome face must be full of humiliation.

So the God of Light, who wanted to help, stopped.

Oh, just let him stay there, if he can't do anything, just look.

But this time, Apollo made a mistake.

He just stared at Ares without paying attention. The other of the giant brothers took out a large bronze tank, picked up the god of war with two fingers and put it inside, took a good look at a position, and forcefully throw.The big vat flew out, first obliquely entered the layers of white clouds, and then fell down to the mortal world.

Everything happened very fast.

By the time Apollo reacted, the big tank, together with Ares, had disappeared, and it was unknown where it had fallen.