Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

"Eris, to the highest honor."

At the same time that Ares said this, the reminder of the weak chicken system sounded again——

Raider Fu Zhenhong

Greek Mythology World Tianxuan overall strategy progress: 100%

Chosen: Hades, favorability 100%

Chosen: Apollo, favorability 100%

Chosen: Adonis, favorability 100%

Chosen: Ares, favorability 100%

If Fu Zhenhong had expected Adonis' favorability, then Fu Zhenhong had never expected Ares' favorability.

But when Fu Zhenhong thought about it for a while, she felt that this unreasonable operation was the most in line with Ares' wanton and unruly soul.

This God of Slaughter, who was born for fighting, has a natural affection for the strong in his bones.

Ares throbbed because of his face, and finally conquered because of his strength. When these two emotions merged together, the love that belonged to the god of battle burst out, the simplest and purest.

For the four candidates, the progress of the overall strategy is [-]%, which also means that Fu Zhenhong's favorability in this world has been completed.

If in the world of Journey to the West, Tang Seng represents the clear rules and discipline, and Monkey King represents wanton freedom, then what about this world of Greek mythology?

Hades, Apollo, Ares, Adonis.

What do the four of them represent...

Is it self-sufficiency, sunshine, strength, growth?

[Xiaohong, why do you think so much, the strategy is over! ]

Is it over after the Raiders?

Fu Zhenhong shook her head in her heart and chuckled, sometimes finishing a relationship doesn't mean it's over, but Fu Zhenhong doesn't intend to explain too much to the weak chicken system.

What's more, right now, the most important thing is to finish.

Fu Zhenhong is the god of strife and discord in this world. The more he fights, the stronger his power will be. There is no upper limit.

At the end of the battle, both Poseidon and Zeus were injured, but Zeus' injury was much lighter than Poseidon's.

As a powerful ocean ruler, Poseidon's long-planned seizure of power ultimately failed.

All the escaped Titans were subdued, and Hermes took them to the underworld to meet with Thanatos, and imprisoned them again in the underground abyss.

Poseidon was seriously injured and returned to the ocean with his remaining forces.

The battle ended with the defeat of Poseidon's faction.

The cloud-covered sky turned into a clear blue again, the sun emerged from the white clouds, and the warm light radiated a warm light.

Only the heavy indelible blood in the air and the wreckage of severed arms all over the ground indicated that there had been a mighty and fierce struggle here.

Although Typhon has not been captured yet, Poseidon, whose power has been greatly reduced, has lost the qualification to challenge the theocracy next time.

If Mount Olympus is facing Typhon, although it cannot be said to be easy to handle, but without the ocean system, Typhon is no longer a big threat to Mount Olympus.

Fu Zhenhong retracted the long whip, and jumped onto the back of the black eagle. He needed to take Adonis to the underworld. As long as he crossed the river of death, Akron, Adonis would be reborn as a real god with The power of myrrh with great tenacity.

Ares raised his head and looked at Fu Zhenhong. He had a lot to say to Eris, but he also knew that right now was not a suitable place to express his affection.

Compared with Ares, Apollo thinks more. He looks thoughtfully at the human youth lying beside Fu Zhenhong with his eyes closed, recalling Fu Zhenhong entangled the trident with a long whip when he rushed into the melee. The awe-inspiring picture of the halberd.

He knew that this human youth was not ordinary to Eris, and he also knew that Eris would not let this human youth die just like that.

After human death, the soul will go to the underworld.

Eris would take the human youth to the underworld, and he, it seemed, couldn't keep him.

For some reason, Apollo suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss, not because of this human youth whom Eris cared about, but a vague and complicated emotion, as if there was a voice in his subconscious telling him , this time Eris left to go to the underworld, for him, it would be a parting that he didn't know when he would meet again.

"Eris..."

Apollo yelled at Fu Zhenhong, the light warm sun's halo shone on his sharp-edged and handsome face, his golden hair was brilliant and dazzling, and those blue eyes like the deep sea were full of love. Affectionate love, the pupils seem to be filled with thousands of stars.

Apollo didn't dare to ask him when he would return to Olympus, he was afraid that the answer would make him lose his mind. He was sunny in front of Eris, and he didn't want to show his dark side to Eris. In front of him, he hoped that he would always be beautiful, kind and gentle in Eris' heart.

After thinking about it, Apollo just said: "I will create more beautiful music for you."

The corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips hooked slightly, and the overflowing shallow arc was as cold and beautiful as melting ice and snow. He took out the green leaf harmonica that Apollo had specially made for him, and put it on his lips and kissed it lightly.

Apollo also laughed. After staring deeply at Fu Zhenhong for a few seconds, he drove the divine chariot and followed the gods back to Mount Olympus.

………………

Before Fu Zhenhong went to the underworld, he went to the city of Cyprus first. He originally wanted to find Cyprus, but when he arrived at the small medical clinic where he stayed half the night, he didn't see Cyprus. figure.

Fu Zhenhong thought about the golden cobra that fell to the ground. Under the bloody body was the smell of decay and darkness. He looked around in Sepkis's room, and finally saw a painting on the desk.

Two plants were drawn on the white paper, a Pluto pomegranate tree and a field of pale wild tulips.

Fu Zhenhong stretched out her hand to gently stroke the trees and flowers on the painting, and felt a slight trace of moisture on her fingertips. This is a semi-dry painting, which shows that the person who picked up the pen has not left here for a long time.

This seemed to be a deliberate reminder, and it seemed that the painter knew he would come.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, and had already had a vague guess about Sepkis's identity.

After bringing Adonis to the underworld, Fu Zhenhong was not in a hurry to go somewhere to confirm his guess.When Adonis awakened his divine power, he went to the Temple of Hades.

When Fu Zhenhong entered, Hades was sitting on the ice bed with his eyes closed. His upper body was naked, and his white chest was covered with hideous and ugly scars.

His complexion was already pale, and he was even more lifeless due to the injury. Because he was closing his eyes to heal his injuries, the sharp and deep look in his eyes was gone, and the long eyelashes hung down under his eyelids, throwing There was a quiet and lonely tenderness.

Fu Zhenhong didn't continue to approach, he just stood at the door of the room, restrained his breath, and looked at Hades quietly.

Fu Zhenhong only looked at it for a few seconds, and was about to leave, but the moment she turned around, she heard Hades' voice——

"Eris."

Hades called his name.

Fu Zhenhong paused, and after a moment of silence, she turned around again. He looked at Hades who had opened his eyes, and Hades also looked at him.

The gazes of the two collided in the air, the same dark pupils, one was cold, the other was deep, quiet and silent, neither of them spoke.

In the end, Hades was the first to break the silence.

"Stay a little longer." Hades said to Fu Zhenhong, with a little tenderness in his calm tone.

It is impossible for the water of the River of Forgetfulness in the Let River to permanently affect the consciousness of the gods. When they looked at each other just now, Hades has seen the indifference and indifference in the eyes of Eris.

Eris has recovered.

Hades wasn't surprised, he liked Eris, loved every aspect of Eris.

Even though the seductive charm and coquettishness in Eris' eyes were no longer there, he returned to coldness and indifference.

In front of Eris, Hades is willing to be the one who gives, without any complaints. Probably the only slight disappointment is that Eris' feelings for him are not as deep as he thought.But after they drank acacia sake together, Hades felt that everything was not so important.

God has an infinite lifespan, at least compared to other gods, his position in Eris' heart is different, and he is in the lead.

And Hades could also feel that the time the two spent together was not completely useless. Although Eris was still indifferent, he was not as unattainable as he was at the beginning.

Fu Zhenhong sighed softly, and walked slowly to Hades' side.

Hades took Fu Zhenhong's hand and pulled him onto the ice bed, kissed Fu Zhenhong's eyes lightly, and then he led Fu Zhenhong's hand to cover his face.

This movement was just like when Fu Zhenhong stroked Hades' outline with her hand at Thetis' wedding.

At that time, Fu Zhenhong stroked Hades's well-defined profile with her fingertips like this, and said that he was more mature and handsome than before.

At that time, facing Eris' touch, his body was tense, a little helpless, and a little secretly happy.

But now he and Eris have had the most intimate blend, and there is an indelible relationship between them.

Hades half-closed his eyes and felt Fu Zhenhong's smooth and delicate palm. The white catkin was obviously slightly cool, but it seemed that a hot temperature was transmitted to the depths of Hades' heart.

It is rare for Hades to show a look of attachment like now. The entire God Realm says that he is the most ruthless Pluto, self-restraining, calm, and selfless.

However, no matter how hard the heart is, there will be times when it will be softened.

Before Eris, in the eyes of the god of strife and discord.

………………

When Fu Zhenhong left the Pluto Temple, the dark moon in the underworld was full, and the clouds floated around the moon, faintly, and the cold white moonlight was like a silhouette of time.

Fu Zhenhong walked to the deepest part of the ground, and on the copper wall behind the prison where Typhon was once imprisoned, she saw familiar paintings, a dark pomegranate tree, and a field of pale wild tulips.

After Fu Zhenhong stared at the mural for several seconds, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

No wonder Cypurges is clearly an ordinary person, but he has the temperament and elegance that can only be precipitated by being in a high position for a long time. No wonder Hypnos, the god of sleep, can't spy on Cypurges' dreams, and no wonder Cypurges knows There are many things that are not considered confidential but cannot be known by a mere human being.

Sepkis says Adonis needs a breakthrough, and Sepkis's pet has dark powers that devour and rot.

Fu Zhenhong closed her eyes and released her consciousness.

He was conceived by the night and was in the abyss. At this moment, when his consciousness was fully released, he felt the response from the strongest god of the first generation.

Cypges... is the abyss...

In other words, Cypgis is a ray of consciousness separated from the abyss Tartarus.

When Fu Zhenhong opened his eyes again, he looked at the black figure that appeared in front of his eyes. Fu Zhenhong couldn't see the other person's real appearance, but he could feel that the owner of this figure was staring at him.

Fu Zhenhong opened her lips slightly, and slowly spit out the name of this figure——

"Tartaros..."

As soon as Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, the figure stepped forward and hugged him.

"Eris, you have an interesting soul." The voice of the god of the abyss spread in Fu Zhenhong's ears.