[Greek mythology] Apollo's counterattack plan

Not long after Apollo returned to the temple, a noble woman came to him with two maids.The woman claimed to be Mrs. Meadows.Before they had spoken a few words, the three of them were crying non-stop, and the tears wet the veil.After a while, she finally understood what she said intermittently.

It turned out that when her youngest son was hunting, he was captured by a powerful giant and locked in a cave.She found many people to rescue, but they were all defeated by the giant.On the field just now, she saw Apollo's excellent archery skills, so she wanted to ask him to save her son.

Apollo was at a time when he had to find something to do when he had nothing to do. Hearing this, he immediately agreed.What's more, the one who captured her son was a giant, and the two who attacked Olympus were also giants. Maybe they are related.

Mrs. Modes led him into a mountain forest on the outskirts of the city, climbed two mountains, entered a canyon, drilled into a cave, and then drilled out again, continuing to climb mountains and mountains.Gradually, the roads and paths were cut off, and there were only thorns and weeds growing randomly in front of us, surrounded by towering trees, whose green branches and leaves almost covered the entire sky, and only a small amount of sunlight leaked through the gaps in the leaves.

Apollo had already lost his head and turned, and couldn't tell which side was east and which side was west.

I don't know how long they walked, it was so long that even the light in the forest dimmed, a pool of water suddenly appeared in front of them, whether it was big or small, it was lying in front of the four of them, just blocking the way.The water in the pool is not clear, it is turbid yellow, and it is hard to tell how deep it is.The side of the pool is covered with criss-crossed tree trunks, and the branches and leaves are scattered into a ball.

Without any hesitation, Mrs. Modes and her maids raised their skirts to their calves and stepped into the water.It turned out that the pool was not deep, just a little above the ankle.

Apollo got closer, looked at the color of the pool, and thought it was not clean enough, so he didn't care if his identity as a god would be exposed, so he flew up and landed on the other side soon.

Mrs. Modes was immediately dumbfounded.

She tried her best to trick Apollo into the pool, but she failed.

Apollo stood on the shore, watching the three women standing in the water, and suddenly stopped moving. He felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't think deeply about it. He just greeted, "Mrs. Medes, why don't you go forward?" gone?"

The lady gathered herself together, and could only say: "Warrior, can you come to the pool like me."

"No," Apollo refused without thinking, "the water there is too dirty."

Mrs. Modes became more and more anxious, so she could only say nonsense: "But this is the only way to wake up that giant."

"Oh." Apollo immediately plunged into the water.Although the expression was still disgusted, there was no hesitation in his actions.

Mrs. Modes was stunned again, unexpectedly such an extremely unreliable reason was acceptable.

She was afraid that Apollo would repent, so she didn't dare to wait any longer. As soon as she saw him stepping into the middle of the pool, she couldn't wait to pull out a dagger from her sleeve.

Two specially trained maids received the signal, and they also acted together.

Immediately, three gleaming short swords pierced Apollo's throat from three different angles at the same time.

He let out a soft "Huh", his body rose from the ground, flew straight to the shore before landing, and stood on top of a tree trunk lightly and delicately.

The movements of the three masters and servants came to nothing at the same time, they threw their bodies forward, "slapped" the ground, fell face down, and fell into the water, splashing a burst of water.

Enduring the sharp pain that the bridge of her nose was about to burst, Mrs. Modes raised her head, looked at Apollo, and said with great grief and indignation: "You, why are you able to fly?"

Apollo said blankly: "I have always been able to fly."

Mrs. Modes wiped the water from her face and said, "I know you are the God of Light, but if you enter this pool, your divine power will be imprisoned. Why are you doing nothing?"

Apollo said in a daze, "I don't know either. Is there such a place? I haven't heard of it. By the way, who are you? You want to have trouble with a god. Tsk, you really can't control yourself."

The God of Light is actually stating an objective fact in a calm tone, but it is a kind of irony and ridicule to Mrs. Modes' ears.

She struggled to stand up, held the dagger, stumbled towards the edge of the pool, and shouted: "I will kill you and avenge my son."

Her veil had long since come off, and on a beautiful face, there was a distorted and terrifying expression, full of deep-seated hatred.

Apollo stood still and wondered, "Who is your son?"

He reflected for a while, he didn't seem to have killed anyone recently, except for the pair of giant brothers... But, no, it shouldn't have been born by her, and the difference in body size is too big.

Apollo was taken aback by his own thoughts.

Mrs. Meades didn't answer, just muttered about revenge, but before reaching the shore, she slipped and fell again, this time on her back, her body fell backwards, her skirt was hooked off by the stone by a large margin.

Apollo covered his eyes, unable to bear to look directly.

Well, it seems that things like the giant catching his son must be fake.Then, there is no need for him to stay here anymore, he should go back to the temple to sleep.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, the three master and servant uttered high-pitched screams one after another, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, but their voices did not last long, and soon stopped abruptly.

When Apollo saw them, he just saw their figures disappearing in a huge vortex, and they were dragged into the bottom of the water.

After that, the vortex didn't disappear, but got bigger and bigger, quickly expanding to the entire water surface.The small pool is like a pot of boiling water being constantly stirred, gurgling and churning.A large amount of pool water continuously poured into the center of the vortex, and then sank, but the pool surface did not drop.

There is something weird about this water, although I don't know where the weirdness is.

Apollo thought to himself, he must ask Hermes to come and have a look later.He is well-informed and must know which river god is in charge of this place.

After a while, the vortex gradually disappeared, and the surface of the pool slowly returned to calm, but when the water splashed, a person suddenly appeared in a standing posture.

Apollo looked at it and cried out in shock, "Ares, why are you here?"

Ares was obviously taken aback, but in comparison, he was much calmer.

"What about you, why are you here? Did those two giants throw you over?" He didn't answer, but asked instead.

"How is it possible," Apollo said, "Those two guys are not my opponents. Not long after you were thrown out by them, I killed them. How about it, do you want to know how I dealt with them?"

This is really a good opportunity to show his heroism.

Unexpectedly, Ares simply replied: "I don't want to."

"...Don't you really want to?" Apollo said regretfully, "If you encounter similar enemies in the future, you can use the same method as me."

Ares walked to the shore, shaking the water on his body, and said, "In contrast, I am more curious about why you are here."

"Well, it's a long story," Apollo dawdled, feeling a little speechless, "Didn't you be tied up by those two giants and stuffed into a bronze vat? Wait until I show my might, After finishing those two guys, Zeus asked Hermes to find you. I was worried that he couldn't handle it alone, so I acted together with him."

As he spoke, he looked at God of War.His hands and feet are free, and there are no traces of being tied up on his body. It must have been a long time since he broke free from the rope.But he regained his freedom, why didn't he return to Olympus?

Apollo was thinking, Ares said: "So have you come to save me?"

For some reason, Apollo could hear a hint of grievance in his tone, and suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, "Well, we didn't find it for a while. But we have been looking for it."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt guilty when he spoke.

"If I remember correctly," Ares insisted, "it was thirteen months ago that the two giants attacked Mount Olympus."

When he said this, Apollo felt even more guilty, and his ears turned red.

Ares wasn't really angry at first, seeing his pitiful appearance, he couldn't complain for a while, softened his tone, and asked, "How do you know I'm here? Where's Hermes? "

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Apollo became even more coy, and said after a while: "Actually, I didn't know you were here." He recounted everything that happened after arriving in Corinth.

Ares narrowed his eyes: "You don't even know where this place is, and you came when that lady told you to come! Also, do you know her?"

"Hey, Ares, what's your expression?" Apollo almost jumped up when he saw him like this, "Where it is, anyway, it's on the ground, not in the underworld or the sea, I'm a long shot God, no matter how many tricks she has, I'm not afraid."

"Unfortunately, this is one of the few places on the earth where gods can be trapped." Ares confronted unceremoniously.

"Oh, really?" Apollo disagreed, "So, did she trap me?"

"That's your luck," Ares said, "If you didn't come today, but came yesterday, once you enter the pool, you will know that no matter how much strength you have, it is not enough."

"...Luck is also a kind of strength." Apollo retorted unwillingly.

Ares: "..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "It was originally filled with water from the Styx River."

"...Are you talking about the Styx River in the underworld?" Apollo asked after waiting for a while.

Ares nodded affirmatively.

Apollo looked at the pool of muddy yellow water, his eyes immediately became complicated, and he took two or three steps back carefully, trying not to get a drop.