818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

Yawning, the person sitting on the edge of the rock stretched out his hand as if nothing had happened, and met the sight of the people who were trying to escape from the flames, and ruthlessly cut the spider's thread amidst their terrified wailing.

“哇啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！！！”

The sinner yelled and fell back into the cauldron full of boiling oil. With a puff, the sound of the spirit body scorching came out.

This is one of the newly improved punishments in hell.

A third of all sinners who entered the fourth hell were poured into a pan of boiling oil.

Then hang ten spider silks of different lengths above the huge oil pan. The light weight of the soul allows them to grasp this point and hope to escape the sea of ​​suffering.

But the soul that was lucky on the spider silk at one moment will be sent back to hell mercilessly by the guards in the sky the next moment.

Those hopes of escaping from the sky all turned into despair. The soul that has been tortured like this does not know whether it will have the strength to climb up a second time.

"Being able to compete for that spider silk from countless hands means that the physical fitness is already the best among sinners. The physical strength must be enough for them to accept the next round of punishment, and they are so active. If I don't let them experience it in advance, I can’t even tell the feeling.”

Those who say this are simply casually sending those souls who fantasize about getting out of the sea of ​​suffering into hell again, and those blue eyes are full of chilling tenderness.

Only then did the sinner who fell back into the boiling oil remember that in the fourth prison, there was no hope...

Prosser yawned, thinking about going to tell Alecter later that there are a few guys here with excess energy, and they can torture them without sticking to any means.

"Aha!~"

The hand holding the scissors drooped, and his own yawn made him want to fall asleep even more.

Prosser raised his eyelids lazily. He was exhausted from designing a new version of hell with the three vengeful sisters these days.

Although seeing that Hades rarely came here to condolences, he raised his spirits again, but after cutting the spider's silk repeatedly, his hands will be tired even if he is not tired!

and……

Hades hasn't been here for so many days!

Maybe we should design a hell for Hades to go in and enjoy it, and of course I will accompany it, how about calling it Hot Spring Hell?

Prosser seemed to think seriously.

The accumulated water above the volcano is burned by the temperature of the lava below into a natural bathing place, and the naturally generated hot springs are generally beautiful...

At night, there are many stars and the Milky Way hangs upside down, while during the day, there are no clouds and the sky is as clear as blue.

"Ah! Find a chance to go clubbing with Hades. Meeting naked is also convenient for cultivating relationships."

Prosser took a deep breath, put his arms behind his head, and lay on the warm rock looking up at the sky of the underworld.

Below him is the stone wall above the oil pan of shame. The flame burning the oil pan will not go out for thousands of years, and the cold stone wall is baked to a moderate temperature because of this.

With the wailing of the soul in his ears, and the warm earth beneath his body, Prosser slept comfortably and woke up without fear of catching a cold.

Ever since he unceremoniously occupied this place, the sinners in the shameless frying pan found that when they were at their worst, there was one person who lived an extremely leisurely life.

While forming a sharp contrast with them, it also squeezes them into deeper despair.

Prosser has only one idea for these dissatisfied people. With such poor tolerance, the memory of the oil pot will make them dare not commit crimes in their next life.

Waking up again by the sound of wind blowing, he pressed his forehead with a headache.

Ever since he opened his eyes once and saw Hades looking down at him from above, his heart as big as Prosser also produced a psychological shadow.

The feeling of being caught for being lazy, I guess anyone who has been caught will be as sour as him.

Once again, a spider's thread was cut off, and the sinner who climbed on it screamed and fell down, which became a scene in this boring time.

Prosser lazily raised one eyelid, and the eyes became hollow in an instant, and the light godhead in the depths of the soul gradually recovered with each deep sleep, no longer the stingy look who only eats but doesn't vomit.

Divine power began to recover, and occasionally he was bored, and he would try to form many concepts with the light of his fingertips.

There is the refraction and reflection of light, the destructive power of pure light, and the illusion created by light and shadow...

Light has many meanings, just like the dream of Hypnos, extending many forms of power.

Prosser is also trying to be more diligent, but the trouble is, for him now, one is that his divine power is not enough, but this can always be recovered, and the other is the key point, and it is not easy to solve.

He used to be the God King of Light.

His understanding of light is second to none.

But here lies the trouble!

The requirement for advancement is understanding and refinement, but it would be too difficult for him to choose one of them to be promoted to the main god.

But you can think about it from another angle.

What if he advanced from the perspective of a god king from the beginning?

Prosser suddenly thought of this.

In the beginning, when he advanced as the God of Light, he chose light. After staying in the position of God King for a million years, he had a more essential understanding of light.

So how about he targets the essence of light for promotion now?

You don't have to worry about choosing, and you can take care of everything. The most important thing is...

You can do whatever you want, and you don’t need to worry about the problem of only one attribute!

Prosser thought about this flash of inspiration for a while, and found that this should be the most suitable advanced route for him so far.

Then without hesitation, he reversed the power emerging from his palm, sinking his mind into the sea of ​​soul.

Proser's blurry phantom appeared next to the godhead, which was something that had never been done before.

All the gods think that the godhead is innate, so there is no need to understand the godhead, it is enough to understand the priesthood, and the godhead is only a container for the attributes of the priesthood.

But it's all wrong.

In the 5000 years since he became the queen of gods, Prosser discovered that godheads also have so-called preferences.

For example, his godhead likes faith very much, along the road of faith, he can reach the top all the way!

Using the will to call on believers to the faith on the cross, the silver ornaments dutifully resonate with Proser's divine power.

A string of snow-white cotton-like beliefs gathered like a stream in the belief pool below the godhead.

The belief belonging to the God King of Light was continuously absorbed by the godhead, and the brilliance of divine power branded a cross on his back.

The momentary change in the soul also affects the external him.

What can be seen with the naked eye is that the skin is getting whiter and clearer, and the blond hair is shining like a living creature.

And some unspeakable parts merged with his whole body breath. At first glance, the originally sharp temperament became more harmless and friendly.

Proser's closed eyes suddenly opened, his blue pupils were hollow and transparent, and for a moment when he looked wrong, he could touch the soul that was merging with the godhead.

"what!!!"

Prosser yelled cheerfully.

With the support of his faith, he was successfully promoted to the first-class god position.

Under the influence of the rules of the active division of the Guangming Godhead, the Spring Godhead and the Underworld Godhead, who are also second-class gods, have also been promoted to the first-class godhead one after another.

And the advanced Spring Godhead will more effectively hide Proser's Light God aura and prevent troubles after crossing the world.

The Godhead of Hades allowed him to comprehend the rules of death to a certain extent.

If Prosser is willing to devote his energy, he can develop the attributes of birth on the basis of death.

At that time, the three godheads will cycle back and forth, pushing him to the pinnacle of dominance in one fell swoop!

Thinking of such a bright future, Prosser felt that the current hardship was not unbearable.

After a big stretch, Prosser advanced refreshedly. Although it was a momentary comprehension, he was just so domineering.

Wait for God in the blink of an eye!

Who will believe it?

The happy former King of Light stuck his head out, smiled sweetly at the sinner struggling in the frying pan, and looked back at him charmingly.

The change of appearance and temperament is not small, and the soul in pain seems to see heaven for a moment.

Seeing their dazed expressions, Prosetto pouted his chin and felt that his charm became more and more inhuman.

I don't know if one day, Hades, who can hook me with just one look, will send me to bed?

How else can I think about who will arrive.

As soon as Prosser thought about it, his wish came true.

Hades walked slowly onto the platform where he was. The indifferent god in black was incompatible with the scorching oil pan.

Prosser just wanted to take off his clothes!

With a light cough, Prosser said, "Hades, what's your reason for coming?"

Hades glanced at him. Since the trouble last time was not very pleasant, every time he came, Prosser also ignored him, but today he took the initiative to talk to Hades, which is an incomprehensible change.

A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, but Hades has always been efficient in his work. He said coldly: "Demeter has come to the underworld."

Prosser: "Thank you, I won't send it away."

Hades's footsteps, which had planned to leave immediately, stopped insignificantly, but he was used to being calm, and the paused pace quickly returned to an unhurried pace.

Prosser admired his back from behind him, and took a deep breath, "Sooner or later, I will make the underworld full of Peggona, and I will get my wish."

After speaking, the God of Spring walked down the high stone, quickly followed Hades, and stood beside him, and the two walked side by side.

Having not seen the Mother Goddess for more than half a month, Prosser can guess what the land has become.

Although he had met believers before, when he was flying in the sky, he knew the extent of the disaster clearly after a few glances at the yellow-green border.

At that time, he thought that Demeter's grief was still manageable, but now after so long... even Zeus should be worried.

Prosser walked and thought.

If it hadn't been for an accident in Olympus, the God King should have come up and asked Hades to put himself back on the ground.

God Prosser walked all the way, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the anxious face of his own mother god, especially after seeing him, the green light of a wolf appeared in his eyes, and he seemed to want to walk in front of him. Hades was born torn.

Speaking of which, part of the reason why he ran to the underworld was because of this mother goddess.

Demeter: "My child, come to your mother's arms, and with your mother, no one can hurt you!"

Yes, it was this extremely strong desire to protect that forced him to leave the earth even if he kidnapped Pluto.

Prosser looked at the sky silently, feeling that the crisis in his life had come, facing the surging love of the Mother Goddess, Hades, you must not leave!

Hades, who had never been able to do anything about his sister, was being forced back by Demeter's eyes.

He took a step back, wanting to leave just like that, but his movement was hindered by the extra hand.

Clutching Hades' right hand tightly, Prosser made a gesture of interlocking his fingers, with a gentle smile, but a cool look in his eyes.

Having been disturbed so many times, Hades also had a tacit understanding with him, knowing that Prosser didn't want him to go.

But...he looked at his younger sister who was staring at the hand he held with Haruka.

Hades was rarely speechless.

How should he explain it to Demeter?

The meaning in Prosser's eyes is clear, if you dare to break free, I'll strip off and run to your bed!

Although Hades couldn't discern the profound meaning, he still felt the general meaning.

Therefore, it is unprecedented for Prosser to be able to force the cold and selfless Pluto into silence.

His own son with a smile in his eyes, and his own brother who bowed his head and agreed.

When Demeter saw this scene, it seemed that she had been betrayed twice.

The blow she received today was compared to the sum of countless years in the past, which made this extremely protective mother roar like an explosion: "Separate me, you two!"

Prosser looked at his mother god innocently, shook the palms he held with Hades, and said very sincerely: "Mother god, all this is my fault, please don't blame Hades."

Hades nodded silently in his heart, it is indeed your fault, but why does it sound so strange?

Demeter: "..."

Prosser held Hades' hand tightly. In the eyes of Saturn, the son wanted to protect Hades even if he didn't want to resist her mother.

For a moment, Demeter turned to her brother with a cold heart, her eyes were condensed, and she seemed to want to chop off his hand very much.

Prosser: "Mother God..."

Demeter took a deep breath and suffocated, "I came this time to bring you back and not let you touch the gods outside..." Halfway through speaking, she pointed at Hades as if she couldn't bear it. Shouted: "Mother told you a long time ago that they are not good people, why are you still deceived!"

Prosser said excitedly: "Mother God, I am not deceived, Hades and I really love each other!"

He acted like an impulsive young man, and the silent Hades was the big-tailed wolf who abducted this little fresh meat.

Demeter felt more and more that Hades had bad intentions, and suddenly said sadly: "Don't you believe in mother?"

Prosser also showed a painful look, "Of course I believe in you, Mother God."

Demeter immediately said: "Then you and him will return to the land with me!"

Prosser grabbed Hades' hand, unable to hide his sadness, "I don't want to be separated from him, Mother God, please understand us!"

Demeter roared, "He's not a good man!"

Prosser was full of stubbornness, "Even if Hades is not a good person, I will admit it! I like him more than anything else on the earth!"

Demeter covered her heart unacceptably, and took two steps back, her voice almost choked.

"Where are the flowers? Where are the grasses? You are the god of spring, how can you bear the environment of the underworld! Sooner or later, the loneliness of the underworld will destroy your color, make you thin, and lose your beauty. By then, the domain master of the underworld will not be a beauty." all?"

When Prosser heard what the mother goddess said, he immediately grabbed Hades's palm excitedly, and swore hoarsely, "Our love will never be shaken by these trifles!"

At first Hades felt that Prosser pinched his hand as revenge, and he endured it silently. The second time, he thought that Prosser was warning him not to refute, but this time he couldn't make excuses for Prosser, because His frowning expression was interpreted by his sister who was in great trouble——Pluto intends to give up!

If Hades had been more lively, he would probably have yelled for injustice, but with his taciturn personality, he was the worst at dealing with such two people.

Prosser is eloquent and eloquent, and everything he says can be distorted into discordant directions.

Demeter fully implements the three policies of "I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen".

Toughly resist Hades who wants to explain.

So Hades looked at these two talking to themselves now, and thought to himself: You mother and son are here to ask for trouble, right?

Zeus made trouble for him, and Hades could ignore him and get out automatically, but for Demeter and Prosser, his ignoring the law obviously didn't work.

He looked at the intertwined fingers between them again, Hades was silent for a moment, took a step forward, put his arms around Prosser's waist and nodded slightly to Demeter.

During the short period of making these actions, Hades didn't say a word, and it was up to them to understand what he meant.

Prosser let go of his palm in surprise, Hades broke free, then turned around quickly, and was about to leave without saying a word.

This time, Prosser didn't have time to have quick eyes and quick hands, because his mother goddess was the first to run away.

Demeter shouted with a distorted expression: "Hades, please speak clearly! My son held your hand, why did you let go!"

Hades: "..."

Didn't you want me to let go?

Hades stopped, the innocent Prosser wanted to love him for three seconds, even though Pluto's situation was created by himself.

Taking advantage of Hades' silence, he instilled in Demeter the theory of their mutual love.

Then, while Hades was distracted by his actions, he told Demeter how difficult his life in Hades was.

He succeeded in smoothing the mother god who wanted to stand up for him with his high-level skills, and continued to talk about all the things between him and Hades.

Anyway, the central meaning of the sentence is, I can’t live without Hades, and I can’t make Hades live without me.

After hearing this, Demeter fell silent, and then broke out suddenly.

The son who has been raised for many years still wants to continue to grow flowers and weeds at home, and accompany her through the harvest autumn after harvest.

But she just went out for a trip, and when she came back, she found her son had run away!

She searched for the god of spring everywhere, and the sad grain withered, only then did she know that his son had been taken captive to the underworld!

Now the god of agriculture, who was protecting the cub, exploded, carrying the sickle that cut through Uranus's body, and almost hung it around Zeus's neck to threaten-you get my son back!

Demeter, who was devoted to her children, didn't know that the version she heard was falsified.

The result of Prosser's last trip to the holy mountain was that the three major domain masters and nine master gods were all knocked down, and the first-class and second-class gods were paralyzed by his exotic flower fragrance.

Could Zeus tell Demeter such shameful news?Might the gods of Olympus let the real news out?

So the adapted version was spread everywhere, but the truth was always hidden.

And I don't know when, the rumors spread that Chunshen fell in love at first sight with Pluto who was going to Olympus to attend the reception, and he was snatched into Hades by Hades as the Queen of Hades.

Anyone with a heart knows that this is false, but those who don't know why are regarded as true.

The news spread more and more, and the content was filled in more and more details.

The little Cupid's golden arrow was replenished again, and now there was even an explanation for why Pluto fell in love at first sight, and people who didn't believe it began to believe it.

This seemingly false news spread extremely quickly, and it didn't take long for it to go deep into the underworld. Even the three judges were brainwashed and directly stabbed at me.

Prosser was a little unconvinced when he knew it, so now he grabbed Hades to deal with Demeter.

Why am I being robbed?

Proser, who was gentle on the outside, was very dissatisfied in his heart.

Just looking at their personalities, he should be the one who snatched the marriage!

Prosser glared at Hades unconvinced. After being promoted, the God of Spring, whose beauty level has increased a lot, flew over with this look, and the person was electrified.

Hades looked at him indescribably, his face pale under Demeter's constant screaming offensive.

Seeing Hades like this, Prosser, who wanted to vent his anger on himself, softened his heart.

Sooner or later, they are all their own people, and if they want to destroy, they will destroy themselves.

Prosser stepped forward, embraced Hades, and buried himself in his arms.

Demeter was dumbfounded.

Hades... No one dared to look at his face when he didn't say a word.

Except for Prosser who dared to act like this, the Pluto in front of others has always been one of the three indifferent and majestic domain masters.

Demeter's brain was broken, and she pointed at the two of them with trembling fingers, as if she couldn't bear such a blow. When she closed her eyes, she passed out directly.

Prosser quickly hugged Demeter's fallen body, this was the first time he let go of Hades so quickly.

Hades looked around, and the place he chose was deserted, which was the only benefit at present.

Prosser: "Hades."

Hades: "Yeah."

With both hands, Prosser hugged Demeter horizontally, with a sincere expression, "Thank you today."

Hades: "...um."

The way Prosser hugs the goddess so easily makes people think that the god of spring who looks weak on weekdays is also a genuine male god. His arms are not without strength, but his excellent wisdom makes people ignore the god of spring Other advantages.

Prosser hugged Demeter firmly, and walked towards the Field of Truth with gentle steps. If you want mother and child to be alone, that is the most suitable place.

Hades looked towards the underworld, which was his domain. The cool wind blew around him, and he was already used to the loneliness.

now……

Hades twirled his fingers, his eyes were inexplicable, the hand held by Prosser lost the warmth of another person.

He was not used to it.

Thanadus passed by by chance and saw Prosser hugging a goddess in a very manly manner. Due to the angle, the face could not be seen, but the goddess' plump figure could be seen at a glance.

Grim Reaper gasped, and turned around to talk to Minos and the others about what they saw today.

It is estimated that a new wave of rumors about Chunshen's cheating will be brought up again and again as the latest trend in Hades.

When he came to the Field of Truth, Prosser still didn't know that his actions had misunderstood Thanadus, so he put down Demeter, waited for a while, and then said: "Mother God, there are only two of us here, can we stop pretending. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the goddess who was stunned by the anger opened her eyes, and there was no trace of confusion when she just woke up in those blue eyes, which were similar to the god of spring.

Demeter raised her brows upside down, "Brat, are you so courageous? How dare you reach out to Hades!"

……

The fragrance of flowers in the field of truth is overflowing, and every flower is much more spiritual than those on the earth.

Occasionally, they will involuntarily bump into their companions, but this is not regrettable. On the contrary, because of the swaying branches, swaying flower heads, blown petals, and the unusually delicate and beautiful appearance of the flowers, I can't help being obsessed with them.

The sound of the wind will swirl among them, and the mist will emit elegant, light, gentle, or warm fragrances when the flowers are working, eliciting all the memories deep in the soul.

So when the pastoral garden is put into use, people standing outside the Flower Sea will be surprised to see the strange scene above the banks of the Akron River.

The mist rises, taking the unique bleak sky of the underworld as a canvas, dyed it with different colors, and pulls open the colorful curtain for the soul to enter the underworld.

The dead step off the ship into the Field of Truth, where their memories are preserved as future truths.

And when they walked out of this paradise-like place, flowers of different varieties were held in their hands.

This is the proof of going to see the judge of the underworld. The flowers will replace their memories before being judged and judged by Minos and others, and this flower from the earth is also the consolation god's appeasement of their regrets during their lifetime.

Unknowingly, the entire prosperous environment created by the God of Spring has accommodated a lot of human memories, and the memories contain emotions, and emotions induce the formation of inanimate things.

In the future, the flower spirits formed from these memories are naturally able to distinguish the memories and emotions of others. Coupled with the divine power of justice in the field of truth, they can well exercise the true meaning of judgment.

They will regard Prosser as their father and build their own society.

These future necromancers are also the first race created by the King of Light in this world.

The current field of truth is not as lively as the future, but as Proser's masterpiece, he entertains his mother goddess from the earth here.

Chunshen waved his hand, and the divine power made the flowers and plants grow.

A crooked rose with bright yellow buds, under the will of the God of Spring, became the size of a table, and two pink daisies grew up shaking their heads, becoming two soft chairs.

Prosser reached out to bring fruit and fruit wine from the void, he placed the things on the rose flowers, and invited Demeter to sit down with him.

Prosser: "Mother God, did the thing I called your attention happen?"

Demeter took a sip of fruit wine to moisten his throat, his screaming voice tightened before.

"No."

She recalled the chaos on Mount Olympus. Athena and Apollo were ordered by Zeus to find the cause because of the explosion. Hera and Ares organized the gods to repair the cracks on the holy mountain. It's unheard of.

"Although I don't know what you want to know about these things, but the primitive gods never appear on the earth, and I haven't found them."

Prosser nodded thoughtfully, "I see."

Demeter gave him a blank look, as if she was explaining something else?She is the one who is busy, okay?

"However, Olympus suddenly exploded before, and I don't know who did it. Anyway, Zeus is very busy now, and I don't have time to take care of me, so I found a chance to meet you alone."

Demeter thought about it, and added: "The holy mountain was almost split in two under such an attack. If it was man-made, that person would be ready to be chased to death by the thunder of the king of gods."

The real culprit showed a big smile, pushed the fruit plate to her side, and said with a filial look: "Yes, who did it?"

After not seeing each other for many days, Demeter suddenly felt the difference in her son. She squinted her eyes and looked mixed with joy and worry, "You became the god of the underworld so soon?"

Prosser said indifferently: "It's just a small god that is not worth mentioning deliberately."

Demeter: "You won't sell yourself, will you?"

Prosser: "I can strip right now and run on Hades' bed."

Demeter snorted lightly: "Don't blame me for underestimating you, if you dare to do this, Hades would dare to throw you out."

Prosser: "... Mother God, do you know Hades very well?"

Demeter's face showed emotion, and her charming face exuded the brilliance of motherhood, but when she recalled the past, she couldn't help showing the shyness of a girl.

"At that time, I actually liked Hades, but I couldn't hold on to one, and Zeus took advantage of you. Now that I think about it, my first love ended with that bastard god king."

Prosser narrowed his eyes, "Mother God, there is one thing I want to explain."

Demeter glanced at him, "Speak."

Prosser: "Hades is mine!"

Demeter sneered, "Let's chase him down first, I can assure you, you have nothing to do with Hades now."

Prosser: "Well, Hades has a good impression of me."

I also held hands with him, kissed, and hugged him, isn't it just a little bit worse?What's the big deal!

Can Demeter not understand the son she gave birth to?When you see him, you know what he's thinking.

Knowing that Prosser couldn't listen to what she said now, Demeter simply smiled, pretending that she didn't hear it.

The mother and son drank to each other without saying a word, as if they were silently competing in secret.

Demeter ate two grapes, wiped off the juice from her hands gracefully, the goddess' golden curly hair hung down her chest, her red lips were tightly pressed, and she said lazily with the appearance of a stunning beauty: "My son, you have become It looks good."

Prosser smiled, just about to say of course, who do you think I am?

Demeter raised her eyes and said before him, "It's good to be moisturized."

"Cough cough cough!!!!"

Prosser was choked all of a sudden, covering his mouth and looking at Demeter in disbelief.

The god of agriculture does not have the attractive appearance of the god of beauty, nor does she have the noble temperament of Hera, but her appearance is quite maternal, and her figure is plump.

Such a beauty gave birth to Prosser, and his appearance is naturally not bad, and recently he has determined the future path, and the temperament that belonged to the God of Light in the past faintly surfaced on this appearance.

The exquisite facial features, gentle eyes, and noble and luxurious aura make people with simple and beautiful looks eclipsed.

The current Prosser is like a huge light source, as long as he wants to, he will be the focus of everyone wherever he goes.

Holding the wine glass with slender fingers, the fair complexion was set off by the brilliance of gold, which was particularly breathtaking.

Demeter glanced around and saw that his son's skin was better than hers.

Originally, Prosser had double eyelids, and when he bent his eyes, he looked amiable and cute, but when he stretched his eyebrows and his face was expressionless, the beauty and nobility in his appearance were revealed.

If it weren't for the influence of the eyes, the first reaction of the person who saw this face would definitely be to avoid it, as if he felt that his status was too low to dare to approach.

It's not that Demeter didn't know about his son's changeable temperament after he was born, but when he came to the underworld, Prosser felt completely different from before.

How to describe it?A figure flashed in Demeter's mind, and she suddenly found that the current Prosser and Hades were very similar.

Obviously Prosser is warm and tender, like three thousand springs in the tip of his heart, which needs to be touched carefully, while Hades is a cold and sharp iceberg, not to mention touching, even if he gets close, he will be stabbed by the cold air.

Such two completely different people...but both have a noble aura of a superior.

Hades can understand that he is already the king of the underworld, so what happened to Prosser?

When Demeter was thinking, her fingers subconsciously tapped on the surface of the rose flower.

This pensive look caught Prosser's eyes, which involuntarily deepened his expression.

Prosser: "Mother God."

Demeter looked at him, "Say, why did it change so much?"

Prosser thought for a while and said, "I've been promoted."

Demeter: "... Hades helped you?"

Is it really warming the bed?Being promoted so quickly, Saturn looked skeptical.

Prosser: "...have some confidence in your child."

Demeter smiled face-saving, but she was thinking of the former Spring God in her heart.

The newborn Proser was so weak that she seemed to die at any moment. She had to turn into a thorn and stab away everyone who wanted to get close to the child, and prayed that he would grow up safely and that the bad luck would stay away.

But this kind of misfortune became more and more serious as he grew up, and his own children could not manipulate the godhead.

This made Demeter very worried, and just in time for the battle of the Titans, she simply hid him in the cave.

Even if she didn't see the light of day, she didn't want to hear the news that she lost her child that day.

For as many years as the war of gods has been fought, Prosser has been imprisoned for as many years.

Before he knew it, he had grown up.

When Chunshen passed through the darkness and walked into the sunlight, Demeter couldn't believe it was her child.

An elf with blond hair jumping with sunlight, blue eyes as clear as the surface of a quiet lake, skin that is particularly pale due to years of lack of sunlight, and that thin body, she always wanted to hug him and take pity on him.

But Prosser who came out of the cave surprised her.

My son is very knowledgeable, did he know it from birth?Demeter had secretly thought.

Then Prosser is exceptionally good, and the situation that he was unable to use the godhead when he was a child never happened again. He learned things very quickly, and he was able to use the least amount of divine power to exert the strongest divine arts.

Such a fast learning speed made Demeter who taught him often feel uneasy, but seeing Prosser's joyful appearance, he still suppressed his worries and taught him more knowledge.

The strangeness between the mother and the child became closer as time went on, although Prosser was always too worried about what happened when she was a child, which made her look hysterical in the eyes of outsiders.

But in fact, she and her children know that "Demeter" is a quiet and loving goddess.

Oh, by the way, being quiet and loving was the first time Prosser uttered praises to Saturn, and she always remembered it.

A maternal tenderness flashed in Demeter's eyes, then calmed down.

She thought that this kind of time was everything, and Demeter thought that this kind of life was enough, but she ignored that her child was also an ambitious male god.

When she left Nong Temple that day, she had a premonition that he would leave. After returning, she could not find Prosser in the temple.

She thought that the child wanted to fly when he was older, but she heard the news that Chunshen was kidnapped by Pluto.

Now the lioness will kill Olympus directly, don't care if she wants to fly, just bully my children!

Demeter had an in-depth discussion with Zeus on this news. The blade of the sickle shone with a cold light, and then came to the underworld again, intending to communicate with Hades intimately, but unexpectedly, her child had become a brand new face her.

Is she old?

Demeter raised her head and looked at the young and beautiful child opposite, with a taller and taller figure, and she could no longer see the thin child in the past.

"Prosser."

Haruka looked at his mother and nodded yes.

Demeter's blue eyes sparkled with water, but the corners of his mouth curved deeply, "You have grown up."

Prosser's heart tightened, his expression was stiff, and he bowed his head embarrassedly and called out: "Mother God."

Demeter shook her head, sadness welling up in her eyes