818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

I don't know if it was because Prosser's words were too shocking for a moment, Hypnos suggested jokingly.

"To be honest, you have the potential to become the God of Wisdom in the underworld. Do you want to work hard in this direction?"

Prosser waved his hand, "Forget it, I'm not very interested in the two fields of intelligence and wisdom."

Hypnos seemed regretful, "If you are interested, I plan to introduce you to my mother goddess, she likes smart young people."

Prosser raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The original god of the world's first night, if you are willing, thank you very much."

Hypnos made a distressed look, and winked at Prosser, "If you say that, I would like to make some demands, after all, not everyone can see Nix, the goddess of the night!"

Prosser smiled: "How about helping Thanadus master the god of death?"

Hypnos's expression became serious in an instant, losing his deliberate pretentiousness, Sleeping God's face was extremely stern.

At this time, Hypnos is like a brother of Death.

Prosser's ignorant blue eyes concealed all his emotions, leaving only a gaze like a silent lake, moving with the people watching.

Hypnos looked at Prosser quietly for a while, and when the atmosphere was almost condensed, he said, "Prosser."

Prosser nodded slightly.

Hypnos lowered his gaze, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want with Hades behind you."

Prosser was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly, "Wrong, wrong," shaking his fingers, "The one standing behind me is not Pluto."

Hypnos narrowed his eyes, and Chun Shen said word by word in his field of vision: "I am the one who gives me the confidence."

Eyes wide open, Hypnos' mouth twisted in a twisted arc.

There was no trace of falsehood in Prosser's smile, "Because I... have such abilities."

You can't accept it.

Prosser completed the last sentence in his heart, now is not the time, he should perform more miraculous deeds on more grand occasions than now.Then he swears like a storm, that even if he is in another world, he is above all the gods and the ruler of the world.

Prosser bent his eyes, hiding the eyes that were most likely to reveal his inner thoughts.

Hypnos silently thought that what Prosser said is true or not, but what he has done so far is undoubtedly moving closer to that miracle goal, and the relationship between them is not bad, maybe he can really... Help Darnadus!

Sleepy God rolled his golden pupils while thinking, and Prosser's smiling self-confidence fell into his eyes, silently increasing his bargaining chips.

Hypnos let out a sigh of relief, and said seriously, "Sorry, I thought you were a little arrogant."

What he couldn't stand was Prosser's casual use of his brother as a pawn, so... Hypnos stared at Chunshen, as if to say, you want to prove to me that your self-confidence is not stupid arrogance.

Prosser shrugged his shoulders, and accepted Hypnos' question as a matter of course, "I can understand." After saying this, the arrogance from the heart crept up from the corner of his mouth, and he said to Hypnos: "But I will prove that I am so arrogant."

From the past to the present, the God King is still the God of Spring, and his status has never been the reason for Proseco to go to Haikou. Behind the naturalness is the confidence to complete all challenges.

Prosser walked towards Hypnos, shortened the distance they had separated after the quarrel just now, patted Hypnos's shoulder with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "Bring Thanadus to see me later, Oh, yes, we may be going to the earth."

He winked at Hypnos who was puzzled, and Prosser said, "Everything is necessary."

I still remember that the last time he showed this expression, Hypnos was reduced to the opponent's errands.

The sleeping god with lingering fears looked at him speechlessly.

Prosser nodded.

Hypnos wanted to struggle again, "Your Majesty Hades..."

Prosser: "I'll see him right away."

Hypnos: "..."

The last escape route was blocked, and Sleeping God separated from Chunshen mournfully.

Prosser looked at the pale back of Hypnos, and it seemed that he had played too much, but it was all for the great brotherhood.

Prosser has reason to believe that when Hypnos brings Thanadus, the two of them will try their best to move him because of the deep brotherhood!

The dark moon hangs high in the sky of the underworld, and the slanting shadows of dead trees pass straight through the earth.

At this time, Prosser's appearance is still so calm and beautiful, but the shadow behind him seems to have grown devil's horns.

"The next plan is..." Prosser looked up at the sky, and for a moment the God of Light rioted, his eyes penetrated the dark sky of the underworld, and looked directly at the darkness behind the abyss.

Feeling that the divine body was being watched by the gods with opposite powers, Erebus lowered his head, and the lowered sight of the dark God of Destruction made the creatures in the underworld tremble subconsciously.

Nix, the goddess of the night, asked strangely: "What's the matter? Eri?"

Erebus thought for a while, then shook his head, "Nothing." Is it an illusion?He thought about it.

Seeing her husband's absent-minded appearance, Nix cleverly brought up another topic, "Did you know that Tartarus has been moving around the edge of the world recently, and seems to be looking for gods who came across the border."

Speaking of this, Erebus knows best of course, he thought for a while and said: "That day I also felt the vibration of the shell of the world, and the rules were whining, which shows that the level of the gods who broke into the world of Chaos this time is not high. Low, second only to the original master."

Nix's tone was somewhat nostalgic, "I still remember the beginning of the evolution world, there were always countless evil gods from the outside world who wanted to occupy this place." As if thinking of something, the tone changed, and the goddess of the night couldn't hide her arrogance, "But they were all expelled by us. Even the artifacts have been knocked down, and the godhead has become the original rule of the world!"

"I didn't expect that after so many years, the laws of the world have matured to such an extent that there are still gods who can break in," Nix sighed a bit, "It's not easy."

Erebus agreed and said: "After so many years, the reputation of the Chaos god system has already been established. If there is a god who still wants to think about crooked ideas, I'm afraid it will only return in vain."

"Returning in vain?" Nix said with a coquettish smile, "It should be said that everything is left behind. Tartarus, which is now at the edge of the world, is the strongest spear and shield in our world."

Erebus was amused by his wife, "Brother, be careful not to be heard by him when you say that."

Nix gave him a dissatisfied look, "I'm boasting, obviously!"

Erebus repeatedly begged for mercy under his wife's accusing eyes, "Yes, yes, I misunderstood it, and it's all my fault."

After such an interruption, Erebus had long since left behind his gaze.

As for the strange gods who broke into their world, the current primitive gods don't take it very seriously, they just randomly search in the world, waiting for the gods to reveal their fox tails.

After taking a look, he immediately used the power of the god of spring and the breath of the god of the underworld to hide his own Proser, heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled playfully. The primitive gods in this world are really negligent.

But... that's fine.

In the blue eyes flashed the eyes of the former king of light for a moment, this is an indifferent gaze that is enough to freeze the souls of hell gods and demons.

But immediately, such gazes were put away, and he smiled softly as the god of spring.

There are countless thoughts under Prosser's smile, but he can always act more harmless and free than anyone else.

Facing the bleak light of Mingyue, he stretched his waist, as if he finally got out of his lazy state, and went to find Hades with all his energy.

Prosser: "Dear Hades, have you missed me after so long!~"

In the Hades Palace, Radamantis delivered the report about Huahai in time, and Hades's dark eyes were actually calm at work.

He was thinking about everything about the field of truth. On the surface, it was really well-organized and very suitable for the current Hades.

But I don't know why, but he just has a kind of flower sea arrangement, which is definitely more than that.

Do I need to call Chunshen here?

After Hades had this idea, a long-lost contradiction appeared in his mind.

But when Prosser came, he always had an uncomfortable feeling of being missed.

There was a flash of confusion in his eyes, and then the moment the door was slammed open, he was the cold and heartless Pluto again.

Prosser, who was stared at by the indifferent Pluto, waved his hand vigorously at Hades, as if he couldn't feel the gaze that was close to absolute zero.

"Hades, I love you!~"

Hades: "..."

that's what it feels like...

Between the two of them, he was the first to look away.

Hades: "I happen to have something to ask you."

Prosser replied positively: "What? What is it? Do you want to ask how deeply I love you? Does it need to be said? The moon in the underworld represents my heart!"

Hades: "..."

Prosser smiled.

Hades said coldly: "Prosser."

Prosser: "Yes!"

Haddish: "Stop making unnecessary moves, it's just a waste of time."

Prosset put his chin in his hands and approached Hades' shoulder. At some point, he stepped over the steps representing distance and majesty, leaned on the edge of the throne, and gasped and laughed in Hades' ear.

"It's not necessary? Are you saying that I love you is a waste of time?" Prosser nodded his cheeks, "This is not allowed, even Hades can't say that about himself."

He leaned close to Pluto's ear and exhaled ambiguously, "Because...in my heart, there is nothing more worth spending time than you."

Hades slapped the report on Huahai in his hand on his mouth, and in his dark eyes was the indifference and majesty that even the gods would be timid.

He ignored Prosser's cunning sophistry, and simply said: "You are wasting your time."

Prosser held his heart, feeling that he had been hit hard!

When Harushen calmed down, it was impossible for Hades to continue doing what he thought was a waste of time. He talked about work topics boringly and rationally, mainly about Harushen's latest masterpiece-Truth Garden.

"The flower spirit really has the function you said?"

Hades is obviously interested in the issue of manpower. You know, the gods of the underworld are famously rare.

Prosser's unsuccessful harassment this time made Hades feel dissatisfied, and now he was asked a question with a natural look, and he was perfunctory with no energy at all.

This inefficient conversation continued for a while, and Hades fell silent. He thought for a while, and said to the listless Prosser, "You revived a valley before."

"Huh?" As expected of Hades, the questions were all like statements, and Prosser curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Hardy, who hadn't been dismissed by a single word for a long time, paused, and said seriously: "You are the master there now."

Prosser: "..."

Hades: "Don't like it?"

Prosser raised his hand sincerely, "Who did you do this habit of giving gifts at the slightest disagreement?"

Hades watched him silently.

Prosser understood in seconds, and was instantly satisfied!