To become a god king is to marry Hades [Greek mythology]

Poros asked: "You want to fight me because I have sunk Minta into the river of pain?"

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, Kokutos' soft heart just disappeared completely: "The undead in the river made her extremely painful, but she just said a few disrespectful words."

"A few words?" Boros repeated, feeling that he was dazzled by the affection. "She cursed me to enter Tartarus, which Hades said was dangerous."

He bluntly spoke the name of the abyss, and Cocutos was afraid that Tartarus would hear the call and make the primordial gods blame them.

"That was just verbal words, she didn't cause any real harm to you." Kokutos nurse was eager, and was extremely dissatisfied with Boros' words, "But you threw him into the river of pain, let She spent time in the icy river in the fear of the undead."

"Don't worry, boy, I know you are His Majesty's favorite pet, but you have to pay the price for your actions. How long Mingta has been in the river of pain, you have to stay in it." Kokutos thought to himself Merciful enough to wait for Poros to thank Dade for that.

This is already a concession he made after considering Hades' love for the boy.

Love pets?

Boros smacked his lips. He didn't like this title very much, but if he wanted to change other people's impressions, he had to take practical actions, and his mouth alone was not enough.

Now that Kokutos came to the door by himself, it wasn't that he was looking for trouble, and he could only blame the other party for his bad luck.

Kokutos's eyes were burning with blue faint flames. Seeing that Poros was silent, he thought he was not convinced, snorted, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you don't want to, it's up to you, today, you You have to make amends for your actions."

With a loud roar, the spear in his hand became sharper and sharper under the unquenchable flames of Hades, and Kokutos' divine power was running in his hand, and he rushed towards the young man.

Opposite him, Boros took out the Desert Eagle. The cold barrel pointed at Kokutos's chest. The body of the gun was smooth and elegant, commensurate with Boros' right hand, looking exquisite and beautiful.

Sure enough, it was a pet's weapon, a blunt weapon without a blade.

Kokutos felt disdainful in his heart, and became more and more contemptuous of Boros.

Boros didn't know what he was thinking, and poured divine power into the barrel of the gun, and two flickering lights appeared from the black muzzle.The divine power was restrained, and he couldn't feel the slightest danger. Kokutos' body was less than 100 meters away from him.

Poros smiled brightly.

Pull the trigger with the right hand, and the power of the muzzle sprays out from it.The golden light split into three and rushed towards Kokutos' chest.The speed was so fast that even the gods who were paying attention here couldn't see where it came from, and the golden light had already sunk into Kokutos' chest.With the power of scorching breath, Nayu turned into sharp claws, controlling Kocutos' chest, making him completely immobile.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and Kokutos raised his right hand vigorously, stroking the injured area.There were big dark holes there, but what frightened him even more was the constant loss of power in his body and the scattered golden light.

The golden light started to move from his chest, and actually flew along his mind.

That position...is his godhead!

Poros stood quietly in front of him, watching Kokutos's body fall down in embarrassment.

His voice was indifferent, and he was not at all happy to defeat a god, not even angry with Kokutos.

He weighed the value of the god in front of him: "The river of lamentation, the godhead seems to be useful."

After pondering for a moment, Boros mobilized the golden divine power in Kocutos's mind, turning it into a golden chain, imprisoning Kocutos' godhead, and then activated skill two.

What's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine.

The black light flew out of Kokutos and sank into Boros' body.

Invoking divine power, Boros let the two merge.Soon, his body changed.

Polos

Target: God King

Godhead: Creation, Goodness, Opportunity, Richness... lament

Among a series of godheads that resemble Olympus gods, a gray one appeared, representing Kocutos' godhead.

Chengwang 1314 skill [-], copying ability.

The premise is that the divine power controls the godhead of the god.Copying is not plundering, Boros walked up to the sleeping Cocutos.

The god who had been so arrogant just now had his eyes closed tightly, and there was no sound, only the river of lamentation was still flowing quietly, as if singing an elegy for him.

But he didn't die.

Gods cannot die, but Boros can put them into eternal sleep.

The viewing function of skill four was unlocked after he copied Boros' divine power. Boros used waste and directly threw a skill on Kokutos.

Cocutos

Identity: God of Lamentation (sleeping, probably won't wake up)

Weaknesses: Nothing to say, he's just a little bit closer to death

Evaluation: One wrong step, miserable.Too ugly and weak, not suitable for marriage.Of course, it is also good as a dessert after dinner.

Skill [-] In her previous life, she must have been a matchmaker who died halfway, or with lame eyes, the kind who would never succeed in being a matchmaker.

Pollux picked up his dessert, and in the same way he carried his daughter, came to the river of lamentation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Poros made a cool move, and Cocutos sank to the bottom of the river. The identity of the river god made him unable to make a single ripple when he entered the river of lamentation, and fell into a soundless sleep.

Many gods of the Underworld watched this scene out of curiosity. Of course they knew that Cocutos was not dead, but it was something they had never seen before being forced to sleep. Even the sleeping god Hypnos couldn't do it. to things.

As the front line, Charon keeps saving pictures, and his hands for punting are a lot sore.

Similarly, the god who had been paying attention to Boros finally began to face up to this little lover whom Hades was said to be very fond of.

In the temple of the Goddess of Discord, Eris caressed her curly red hair, her eyes glowed brightly: "It's really interesting, the divine power I have never seen before, it looks like the gods of Mount Olympus." I don't know Hardy Where did Si find the little guy.

Hypnos frowned.He had never seen that kind of weapon that could gather divine power together, and then quickly attack other gods. He didn't know whether the existence of such a thing would be good or bad for Hades.

Beside him, Thanatos suddenly stood up and walked outside.

Hypnos stopped him: "What are you going to do?"

Thanatos' gaze stayed on Poros' body standing by the river, and he was extremely worried about him: "There must be something wrong with Cocutos' deep sleep. I want to ask His Majesty what his identity is."

This kind of change has never happened in Hades, and no one knows where he came from, but no gods think that he was favored by Hades purely because of his face.

After Boros dealt with Kocutos, he remembered what he had said before.

"Pet?"

"Don't say that we are not. If it is true, why would he feel that he has offended me who is blessed by Hades, and he won't be angry?"

Shaking his head in bewilderment, Poros continued on to the other three rivers.

Behind him, Charon didn't realize that he had come from the River of Pain to the River of Lamentation, and was still excitedly recording his news and sharing it with his friends.

"His Royal Highness Empress Dowager feels that he and His Majesty have a very good relationship and care about each other."

Xiaohehe recorded the gossip, but Charon knew the truth of accepting as soon as it was good.He supported the boat and returned to the river of pain.The undead wandered along the river, and when they saw him, their faces were gloomy, and they asked cautiously, "Why are you here so late today?"

Charon got the interesting news and was not in the mood to frighten him, so he stepped aside with a smile and said, "Come on."

The undead dared not object, and quickly took out a silver coin and handed it to him.The boat was dangling in the River Styx, and the undead's legs shook surprisingly. He was afraid that Charon, who was not at all like the one in the legend, would be in a bad mood and pushed him into the river of pain.

The River of Hatred was Boros' last destination. He picked up the last touch of the river and poured it into the drawing.The rivers of the five Styx rivers are entangled together, turning into a huge colorful vortex.The vortex twisted for a long time, filling all aspects of the blueprints, and soon, the original gray blueprints turned into a radiant pen and hung on the system interface as if they had been injected with soul.

Unlike the weapons given by novices, this gun is the first weapon created by Boros himself.

I don't know how powerful it is. It's not easy to test the gun in Hades' place, and it is estimated that Kokutos will hit him by himself. Poros sighed regretfully and walked towards the direction of the Plain of Truth.

Hades said, try not to hang out for too long, as the person who temporarily provides accommodation for him, you still have to give the other party a little face.

The Plain of Truth is a world that changes from gray, the sky is gray, the ground is gray, and even the three big rocks in front of the Plain of Truth are also dull gray.

It is said that this is the place where the undead are judged, but Boros can't see the trace of the judge, nor can he see the figure of the judged.

Hades didn't seem to have mentioned this reason either.

Poros stroked the three rocks curiously, on which there seemed to be the same ripples flowing.

He bent down to carefully examine what it was, when suddenly, a dangerous breath came from behind him.

Boros turned abruptly and retreated.

A sickle exuding chill cut through his throat. If he hadn't reacted, he would have broken his neck a long time ago.

"The rumors are true, there is definitely something wrong with you."

The black-haired and red-eyed god had wings on his back, and in the huge scythe in his hand, the dead soul sang unwilling songs, and was suppressed by the soaring death aura.

That is the god who reaps the souls of the dead.

Death Thanatos.