818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

Prosser simply informed the God of Life of their world about the situation of the elves, regardless of his dull face, he simply acted as a hands-off shopkeeper.

The other eighteen main gods have already consciously done what they want to do without the order of their majesty.

Wisdom, prophecy, victory, these are all concepts that require the existence of spiritual life, so they ran to find the nearby elves.

As for the rulers of natural systems such as Mizusawa, Fate, Moonlight, and Weather, it takes more time to understand the rules of this world.

As soon as they arrived here, they did what they were going to do very professionally, changing their previous indifferent style of painting.

Prosser left them carelessly like this, seemingly not worried at all, which made people suspect that he had thought of what they would do at first, so he was able to leave so simply.

After leaving the group of old subordinates, he first went to Elf King Im to have a look.

The old elf king who has returned to his youth looks as beautiful as a girl, his delicate face reveals the beauty of the forest, and his emerald eyes retain too much wisdom, adding to him a unique charm that only existed in time.

When Prosser appeared, he seemed to look up and looked around, but he couldn't find anyone. He just smiled and continued to teach the young elves who came to ask.

"Wang, what were you expecting just now?"

Didi asked seriously.

Im was taken aback, and laughed dumbly. This child is really sensitive. After thinking about it like this, he whispered: "Well, maybe I'm looking forward to the day when that wayward god will come back."

Didi blinked her clear eyes, which were also the color of the forest, and asked in confusion, "Wang, don't you believe that God will come back?"

Im shook his head, and said to his green eyes that hadn't been tempered by time: "No, I believe it." After speaking, he rubbed Didi's hair and repeated, "I always believe it."

Didi tilted her head, unable to understand Wang's complicated feelings.

In fact, Im didn't understand much, but... he wanted to see that person again.

Looking up at them, the world is always a blue sky, in that beautiful color, occasionally a few high-flying birds will pass across, and he will think at this time: Is this a bit too lonely? .

Is that piece of blue color also looking forward to being embellished by other colors?

Just like that one...

Im withdrew his eyes from lingering in the sky, restrained his lonely look, and continued to explain the knowledge that can only be obtained by old age to these quiet children.

Those elves who study hard under the guidance of the elf king will be favored by the God of Wisdom who is coming here.

But the one expected by the Elf King has already walked to the edge of the world without hesitation, to the extreme land covered by ice and snow.

The frantic snowflakes and strong winds have become the god of death in this area, and the cold low temperature ensures that no trace of life will be left here.

Prosser walked through the blizzard with a thin figure, occasionally raising his hand to sweep the snowflakes that fell on his head.

The snow-capped mountains, which are like continuous mountains, are more like ten peaks juxtaposed together, each covering an area equivalent to a whispering forest.

Prosser has carefully observed it at high altitudes that are not covered by ice and snow. The area here covers about half of the entire world.

Originally, he thought that it was because of immature rules that the development of the world of Eri was so deformed, with life everywhere, but the local elves lacked young children and could not develop culture and perfect rules.

But when he came here, he discovered that the world of Ai Rui is a more willful world than he imagined.

It divides the continent into two parts, one full of death and one full of life.

But the world cannot be simply divided in this way, so even though the other continent is full of lush plants, the only intelligent race in the world has not had a cub for a long time.

Maybe I should call the god of death... Holding up the white snow in my hands, and sprinkle it back to the ground before it melts, Prosser thought under the snow, this is a more suitable environment for the god of death to develop.

But...he didn't think much of it!

The God of Reaper in his world is a group of super cheating opponents, and they are enemies at the same time.

correct!

When Prosser looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance in the night, he had a flash of inspiration, and he thought of a guy with silver hair.

If I remember correctly, Thanadus is also a god of death!

Prosemus, who was originally very reluctant to go to the God of Death in his own world, suddenly realized, he thought happily.

Thanadus should be able to adapt here very well, and Hypnos will not be too angry at me for concealing and leaving because of the great gift I gave his brother.

Thinking of this, Prosser couldn't help feeling that he was really good at creating miracles!

Then he remembered Hades, who was the most difficult to deal with.

For a moment, the sunny God of Light was a little depressed. After leaving for so long, do you want to chase him again after returning?

He doesn't dislike chasing people, because Hades' personality is only interesting when he wants to chase people.

His lips were pried open bit by bit by himself, and he began to speak heart-warming words from cold words, and that expressionless face would also change for himself, although it was small, it was especially aftertaste.

This is a strange taste that is gradually felt, so it tastes very delicious.

Maybe you can't see it more often, but Prosser actually enjoys it very much.

Even if he's on the chasing side, it's not him who's actually bothered.

Thinking of the suddenness when Hades confessed, Prosser felt that he was quite confused at that time.

It should be said that he originally thought that such a scene would take some time to pass, but Hades did just that.

At that time, whether he was on a whim or not, anyway, he made Hades unable to repent on the spot.

Spread your hands, Prosser feels that feelings are like this, don't hesitate if the other party shows a flaw, just grab him immediately and pull him out.

But the follow-up questions seemed to be very troublesome, and he couldn't understand why Hades fell in love with him so quickly?

Not that there's anything wrong with Hades liking him, he's super confident in himself!

He just felt that during that time he was busy cultivating hidden forces, and even Hypnos rarely contacted him.

Before leaving, the number of visits to Hades Hall was also very rare. It can be said that their communication was in a blank period around the time of confession.

To be reasonable, even he would feel strange about true love in this situation.

What he wants is forever, not a two-person boat that capsizes at will!

Prosser had some headaches. He had many headaches when he became the Queen of the God of Light, but there was never such a difficult one.

After all, Hades has too many mysteries for him.

In the past, he didn't care much about it, because he had a lot to worry about. If he liked it, he liked it, if he chased him, he chased after him, and when he was together, he was together. He has always been so straightforward and confident, and he thinks there is nothing he can't solve by himself.

Even if he got acquainted with Hades in such a desperate situation, he could get what he wanted, and it was true.

But he didn't fail to notice the weirdness of the whole thing.

The subtle connection that existed when he was Chunshen, and when he came to this elf world and then returned, all signs seemed to be unrelated, but...

— Who are you kidding?

Prosser's eyes turned cold, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier of rules and fall straight to a higher position.

It is generally called the source of the rules, the extension of the rules, and it is also the mysterious place where the supreme ruler always lives.

His eyes, which are colder than the glaciers in this snowy field, froze the warmth needed by all life. He seemed to suppress his anger under the shell of the God of Light. He used the identity of the God of Light to restrain himself severely, but he absolutely I will not go against my heart in order to be the God of Light.

Suddenly, he laughed out loud, the soaring divine power of light instantly purified the perennial wind and snow, and returned the sky to a jewel-like azure blue.

Prosser faced the rising sun of this icy hell with no human traces, and the vast light covered him with the battle clothes of the supreme god. He stretched out his hand to the supreme existence, as if to say: You will meet me again On that day, when the time comes, I will repay you in full.

"horrible!"

Frightened by such gazes, a certain supreme being patted his heart sadly, and then looked at someone in the world below complaining.

"Hey, don't let me take your blame!"

Where the mysterious law lies, Chaos, the ruler of chaos, stepped on the rules, pushed through the fog of fate, and easily peeked into the holy mountain in chaos.

He let out a chuckle, as if laughing at the stupidity and ignorance of these gods, even though his three children were included, he was all indifferent, and only when his eyes fell on someone did he flash interest.

There is no way to stop Olympus from going out of control. The three primitive gods have become bystanders, and their only role seems to be to witness the ceremony of changing the god king?

The city of Zeus for many years is not fake. Even if Poseidon made it so clear, he still questioned Rhea, as if he would never compromise if he didn't hear the same words from her.

And Rhea, the person involved in the incident, kept shaking her head and crying, unable to say a word, so at this time, someone needs to break the deadlock.

Poseidon had been waiting for Zeus to show that face of despair, so he continued to wait until Hades became the king of gods, the best time, and then...

His water-blue eyes were full of distortion and confusion, and he seemed to be inseparable from the two emotions of hatred and joy.

Poseidon thought, and then it was time to drive him into despair.

Zeus was still roaring, and the other gods were still sluggish, as if he was the only one who was sober... No, there was another one.

He looked at Hades who was silent, but if he remembered correctly, the current situation was just a scene created by his elder brother with a few words, and he was just adding fuel to the flames.

"Hades," Poseidon licked the corner of his mouth, and said proactively, "If you are the king of gods, there is nothing wrong with me being the emperor of the sea." pleasing to the eye.

Such a childish reason turned Olympus upside down.

Originally, Hades didn't want to use such a drastic method to get back what belonged to him. He looked at Zeus, who had a faint hatred in his eyes, and then at Rhea, who was about to collapse, his eyes swept across his faces.

Hera is the Queen of God, and Zeus lost his position as God King. As the most powerful woman in the world, she will definitely be lowered in the dust, so even if it is for the dignity she attaches great importance to, it is impossible to watch Zeus lose power.

Ares is the son of Zeus, but he will not change his power because of the change of the king of gods. The same is true for Apollo. They are independent male gods.

The strength of the God of War Temple and the power of the God of Light are enough to allow them to survive this full-power replacement smoothly.

Those who are generally affected are those who are favored by Zeus.

Thinking of this, Hades looked at Hermes, one of the twelve main gods, who only gained a lofty status as a messenger of Zeus.

Zeus stepped down, his situation will not be very good, but Hades unexpectedly did not find any anxious look on his face, he looked very calm.

Hades was silent for a moment, his heart was like the sea in the dark, without waves and sound, but he could receive many noises that did not belong to the ocean, but the sea was the sea, and such noise would eventually be swallowed up without leaving a trace.

Everyone is arguing, everyone is pressing Rhea, and everyone is wondering, but no one dares to meet Pluto's eyes, dare to question him, and it is obvious that he is the only one who can tell them the truth now one.

At this time, Hades will miss the guy who has always looked directly into his eyes.

If it is him, no matter what the method is, he will know the questions he wants to know from his own mouth, and will not relay them through other people's mouths.

Pluto's cold appearance is always like a huge shadow, which makes people fearful for no reason.

So once he speaks, he can make everyone fall into silence, such as now...

Hades said, "Enough."