818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

Prosser has been very popular recently, so popular that Hades would pat him on the shoulder when he saw him, and take the initiative to help him reduce his workload.

You must know that this is a very rare thing in the underworld, because Hades can't finish his own work, so where does he have time to help others?

And Hades is notoriously noble and glamorous, do you want them to be enthusiastic?Harder than Zeus doing a lap dance.

But ever since he slapped Athena in the face, the Hades seemed to be happy to think that this was a slap in the face of the group of idiots who had long disliked eating, drinking, and enjoying themselves on the holy mountain.

Moreover, Zeus and the others also angered this group of underworld gods who were not easy to mess with before, so now they are very happy to see Zeus' unlucky life.

So the current thinking of Mingshen is like this.

Chunshen made them proud and helped them get revenge!

What a good colleague!

How can I not take care of it?

Then, out of thoughts of one kind or another, Prosser had rare free time.

He was suddenly idle, but he didn't intend to stick with Hades.

When the relationship was not confirmed before, he took the initiative can only be said to be enthusiastic, but now that the relationship is confirmed, if he takes the initiative again, he will feel a little distrustful of the other party.

Prosser knows how to measure, and he also knows that neither he nor Hades is the kind of character who sticks together all the time and doesn't get bored, so... so he started the long-lost business!

He was dressed in extremely cool exotic black clothes, and the sapphires on his ears reflected the cold light. He stood on Gaia's territory with one bare arm. Such a strange outfit immediately attracted the attention of interested people.

Dionysus is wandering here, his teachings are crazy and direct, and his natural wildness makes him very easy to be expelled from the city-state of order. Now he is wandering here and found a stranger than himself.

The Dionysus who was shaking the wine bottle idly shouted at the strange god.

"My friend, why don't you come and taste the fine wine and enjoy the scorching sun in the afternoon."

Prosser turned his head, just in time to see Dionysus's bare-chested, sweat-filled muscles, he raised the corners of his mouth, and his tone was cold and depressed.

"Do you know who I am? You want to buy me a drink?"

Dionysus shook his head in disapproval, "Is it impossible to drink without knowing who you are?" He held up the wine bottle and laughed, "Wine is very great, it can often make two strangers sit opposite each other , and quickly changed from a stranger to an acquaintance, trust me, you won't regret it."

Regret... Prosser raised his eyebrows, he didn't sit on the roots of a big tree sticking out of the ground like him, but sat casually on a bent trunk.

The tree is not straight, with many branching, twisted branches.

The branch that Prosser is sitting on now is horizontally above the ground at a ninety-degree angle.

He put one leg on it, his posture was casual and wild, and the dark god aura exuded from his whole body made the Dionysus who belonged to the disorderly camp tremble.

Dionysus threw the flagon over, "Drink, this must be the best wine you've ever had."

Without hesitation, Prosser picked up the wine jug and opened his mouth to the round opening to drink. The wine kept flowing down his delicate jaw to his clothes, but he looked damn sexy.

Dionysus laughed out loud, "You really like me!"

Prosser threw the bottle back expressionlessly, wiped off the wine from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said with a cold smile: "You are very interesting."

Dionysus' face straightened: "So far, everyone is talking about my crazy wildness, but no one really thinks I'm interesting!"

Prosser snorted and said, "Really? Did you make those people pay?"

Wild cruelty flashed across Dionysus's wine-red eyes, and he laughed and shouted: "Of course, humans who offend Dionysus must pay a price."

"Oh? What kind of punishment?" Prosser raised his eyebrows curiously, "Peel off the skin and bake it under the hot sun? Or simply throw it into the pot and light a flame underneath?"

"Hahahahahaha!!!!!!"

Dionysus couldn't breathe from laughing, his new friend is really good!

"You...ha...you..." He said intermittently: "Of course it is to let the woman he loves the most die, and when he is in so much pain, he will resurrect that woman, and before he has time to surprise, that woman has already run away into my arms!"

"Hahahaha, what a wonderful art! He rejected and even hated me, let the woman he liked survive, and the woman he liked also left him!"

"Friend," Dionysus took the opportunity to take a sip of wine and said happily, "Don't you think this is very interesting? Stupid human beings always think that they can offend the majesty of the gods and can also bear the punishment of the gods. But when they do, regret always shows up on their faces."

Prosser said indifferently: "Human beings are such stupid and repetitive creatures. In this regard, so are gods."

Dionysus was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's such a novel idea, and after thinking about it, I still think it's right." After speaking, his wild divinity slightly restrained, and his expression became serious, "I thought I really wanted him, but after depriving him of everything, it was all that."

After taking a sip of the wine, Dionysus smiled and became drunk, "Isn't it interesting? In terms of capriciousness, I'm not much different from humans."

Prosser looked at him indifferently as he continued to drink. The divinity of the God of Darkness has affected his handling of affairs. His current course of action is cold and willful. Although his nature has not changed, his means will be more ruthless and arbitrary than that of the God of Light. .

He looked at Dionysus for a while, jumped off the branch, and said calmly, "I'm leaving."

The drunken Dionysus waved his hands and said meaninglessly, "Go."

Prosser's figure disappeared in an instant, and appeared above the sky in the blink of an eye, and the three primitive gods who came after him looked at him cautiously.

In their eyes, the dark god is dressed in an exotic style, but it also presents a sense of honor and beauty that is completely different from the local gods.

The sharp-edged face, delicate and delicate facial features, and deep black color turned him into a dark silhouette, like a black main god, standing there, ruling over the unspeakable.

Erebus, who is also the God of Darkness, frowned in disgust. This is simply repelling the same sex!

"Are you a god from a foreign land?"

Prosser raised the corners of his mouth, and his whole body exuded a vague chill.

This non-objective performance has already admitted that he is the god of foreign lands.

Gaia looked at him coldly, "What are you waiting for? Send him out of the world!"

After talking about the divine power rising from the earth, the thick khaki-yellow energy forms a powerful attack, full of the power of life and destruction.

Nix stretched out his hand, and the night filled this chaos. The edge of the world is the most suitable form of invisible power to stretch.

The last Erebus disappeared into the darkness, and the sound of footsteps made no sound, as if the God of Darkness and Destruction was threatening to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Looking at the three people arranged so generously, Prosser's smile became colder and colder.

He was attacked by Gaia without moving, easily disbelieving the three primitive gods.

The aftermath of divine power dissipated, and there was no one there.

"Where did he go?" Gaia looked around vigilantly.

Nix carefully came to the place where the divine power was intertwined, and unexpectedly found a few traces of space energy fluctuations.

Erebus said angrily: "That guy ran away!"

"What's going on!" Gaia yelled in displeasure, "You mean he ran away right under the eyes of the three of us?"

Erebus snorted coldly, "That's what it means!"

"incredible!"

Gaia clenched her hands tightly. The aftermath of the earth's divine power has not dissipated. There are cracks entangled with khaki and black everywhere. The power of this blow pierced through the edge of the world, which shows that the mother earth did not hold back at all.

Erebus said angrily: "What kind of attribute is this guy? How can he run like this?"

Nix finished inspecting the remnants of the war and was about to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"The god of destruction and space belongs to the dark side, but there is also a light in him."

The voice that suddenly appeared was completely cool, the kind that makes people tremble but still wants to hear it.

But no matter how nice it sounded, the three of Gaia felt chills all over and couldn't believe it, because the voice was indeed a female voice through and through.

The figure of Nix's finger here trembled in every sense.

"Tower...tower...Tartaros!"

That's right, the person who appeared here, with a very pleasant voice, was a female god, the awakened god of the abyss——Tartaros!

Brackets Female brackets.

Big and bold flashed through everyone's mind.

Her black hair spread over her ankles, and there was only one brightly colored red dress on her whole body. Her plump chest was round and upright, and two white and raised skins could be faintly seen on her chest.

And the pale complexion and a pair of blood-colored eyes are alluring like manjusawa blooming in the abyss.

When the original gods were aware of these contents, their minds were full of crap.

Tartarus frowned looking at the three bewildered faces written all over his face, not quite adapting to his current body.

There are two more pieces of flesh on the chest, and the legs are much lighter, but the strength and speed are not the same as before. The effect of the curse has not been lifted yet.

Tartarus didn't care much about whether it was a man or a woman, he was only dissatisfied with the reduced power, so he spoke.

"The curse method of the foreign god is very strange, it seems that it cannot be expelled only by relative divinity."

Brother, this is not the point, okay?

The primitive gods shouted in unison in their hearts, and were extremely speechless to Tartarus' rough nerves.

Gaia covered her forehead, "Tartaros, you should pay attention to your attire first."

Nix nodded, agreeing with Gaia's words.

Tartarus looked at himself silently, his chest was exposed, his feet were bare, and there was nothing else, right?

Erebus looked away to avoid suspicion, and said awkwardly: "Brother, you should wear two more." This figure is more domineering than Nix, is it reasonable?

Tartarus swept across the faces of the three of them, and agreed noncommittally.

After he was completely dressed up, the other primitive gods sat down in the Temple of the Evernight with a sigh of relief and discussed the matters of the foreign gods.

Tartarus: "I fought him once before. His divine system is very peculiar. He relies on language to manipulate the rules and let the power of annihilation be used by him."

"Where's your curse?" Nix pondered for a moment, and asked: "I also discovered the remaining light divine power before, and counting it, the annihilation in the dark department, the space in the neutral department, and the light in the light department are attributes that this god is good at." But enough."

Tartarus nodded silently: "Yes, this is unbelievable."

Gaia clasped her hands in front of the table, and suddenly thought: "Is this possible to be a cover-up?"

Tartarus and Nix raised their brows when they heard this.

Gaia won the attention of the two of them, and continued: "Although it is just intuition, but there are so many tricks in the divine power, it makes people feel suspicious."

Tartarus pressed his finger to his lips, something flashed in his eyes, "I see, it's really suspicious."

Erebus frowned and knocked on the table, "Hey, although I haven't fought him head-on, his divine power is undoubtedly darkness. What can he hide like this? Is he a god of light?"

As the God of Darkness, he repulsed each other almost as soon as they met.

But now it is suspected that he is a god of other attributes, and the darkness is just a cover-up, which is too ridiculous!

Will he be unable to distinguish gods of the same attribute?

This is simply questioning his IQ as a primitive god of darkness and destruction!

Nix paused for a moment and said, "Anyway, let's wait and see for a while. It seems that his appearance these few times has no purpose, but this makes it even more obvious that what he wants is not that simple."

Nix's statement was unanimously endorsed.