apollo twilight

The two separated palms are now held together, how many complicated emotions are contained in the body temperature conveyed... at first... I thought so...

I should have thought this way under the beautiful scenery, and doing so is the basis of falling in love! ! !

Akyates, can you please stop being such an idiot! ! ! ! !

Didn't you just reject someone?Is it really okay to be so sticky? !

If there is any romanticism with literary and artistic cells present, I believe they will all shout like this.

But for the two who lingered on the banks of the Styx, Apollo was a god of culture with plenty of literary and artistic cells, but he was already used to all kinds of Akyates' stickiness, so no one noticed their inappropriateness.

He simply took advantage of the gap and hugged the psoas muscles of Xinshangshen. At the end of the last chapter, he just held the palm of his hand, but it turned out that it was just the time of day and night. He had broken through the C-level and hugged Apollo, and It seems that Apollo has no intention of resisting.

Satisfied, he buried his face under Apollo's blond hair, and the shadows of two people of similar height overlapped on the river.

The warm touch from behind made Apollo, who was so close to few people, unable to help but lose his mind.

He has never tried the taste of being protected and pampered by others, just because he is the sun god, a powerful god who may become the king of gods.

He was born with it and never enjoyed his childhood. Seven days after he landed, he beheaded the giant python sent by Hera to persecute the mother god. From then on, his deeds are known to all the gods. A powerful main god who can be equal.

He has his own temple, a sister who must be protected, and the power to keep his mother from being forced by Zeus.

But with these, he became the sun god enshrined in the temple and worshiped by believers. He is wise, proud, and strong. He can be praised by any word, but no one has ever looked at him with conniving eyes, because They thought he had it all.

Once he was satisfied with what he had, he thought it was enough.

A long life, a life of extravagance and corruption, he stands aloof, few people are equal, his dignity is taken for granted...

But all this turned to rust on the armor in the hands of a strange god.

He was still the same him, still the honored sun god, but there was one more person who noticed that the sun god had everything for granted that he didn't get.

He accumulated a lot of things that he couldn't get, held them in his hands, and gave them all to him.

As if to make him the happiest god in the world.

The low panting on the neck exhaled a warm breath, which was another body temperature. Apollo was inevitably moved and softened, and then Akyates succeeded.

I have to say that Akyates seized the timing really well!

The River Styx represents the absolute rule, and the oath to the River Styx cannot be reversed, and the life standing beside the River Styx cannot be opposed by lies, so Akyates got the truth from Apollo, which is satisfying. He has been pursuing it with unremitting efforts.

Look, it's not pointless, and I'm not just giving.

What an effective encouragement this is for the person in love, and what a big pot of boiling oil is poured on the flame in his heart!

Apollo felt that Akyates' strength was getting heavier and heavier, as if he had melted into his bones, uncharacteristically, he did not stop such Akyates, even though he was not feeling so well now.

"I'm so happy." Unexpectedly, Akyates relaxed his embrace of Apollo before losing control, expressing his inner excitement as if he couldn't hide his inner joy at all.

"Really, Apollo," he whispered in his ear, to prevent his beloved from seeing the emotions he is showing now, but he couldn't implement such an idea perfectly, he could only use such a clumsy way to express his emotions as much as possible. Hide yourself.

"Apollo."

"Ake."

Akyates chewed his name, and he was not indifferent.

Apollo thought a lot in his heart. On the banks of the Styx, he was far more honest than ever. He turned around in Akyates' arms and looked directly at the god with only two eyes exposed. Those eyes were So beautiful, full of drowning tenderness, why did he notice it so late?

Apollo asked himself like this, stretched out his hand as if confused, and touched Akyates' cheek through the mist.

"Can...can you remove the divine power?"

He wanted to see his own face... He lowered his IQ to come up with such a sentence in a flash, and then Akyates's mind went blank, neither agreeing nor stopping Apollo's hands from dispelling the fog.

The strength becomes shallower, the cover becomes thinner and thinner, and the contours of the face are exposed indistinctly.

Apollo never imagined that he would look forward to seeing Akyates' true face so much.

By the quiet river Styx, there seemed to be only the sound of gradually overlapping breaths, Apollo stared at Akyates closely, and the people he watched were also greedy for his every move.

The atmosphere changed quietly, the gap between the two seemed to no longer exist, only the subtle, hot, sweet, and can be said to be hot, invisible things were gradually fermenting.

The divine power is only short of the last touch, the atmosphere has reached its peak, and the two of them stopped breathing nervously and tacitly...

"Akyates, Apollo, why are you here?"

The cold and majestic voice abruptly stopped Apollo's outstretched hand.

"Hades." Akyates let go of his arms around Apollo, and instead stood in front of him, blocking Hades' gaze.

Looking at another almost shimmering figure, Hades frowned indistinctly.

As a show of respect, Akyates nodded at Hades, but when he saw his frowning expression because of Apollo, he didn't seem to see it, and opened his eyes to talk nonsense.

"Hades, you took Cerberus out for a walk again."

The iron chain in Hades' hand struggled at the right time. Even though there are many monsters in Greece, Cerberus, who guards the gate of hell, is a rare terror.

The mouths of each of the three hideous big heads are full of fangs, which spit out flames and venom respectively, while the head in the middle will let out a roar that shocks the soul. They only need to stay at the gate of hell, and there will be no gods. Dare to challenge the rules set by Pluto.

He didn't have a bad impression of the loyal and powerful hellhound Akyates, and he even greeted three Cerberus as big as him friendly.

"Akyates, don't pretend to be stupid." Hades shook his chain, and Cerberus, who opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, fell silent. The silent and reliable huge figure enveloped Hades, full of threats of death.

Not good... Hades like this absolutely does not want Apollo to see!

In an instant, Akyates made a decision, he turned around decisively, picked up Apollo and ran towards the gate of the abyss before anyone could react.

If Apollo saw that I was trained by Hades like a grandson, I would rather jump into the River Styx now! !

Apollo, who was picked up in an instant, raised his eyebrows, and looked meaningfully at Hades, who gradually disappeared from sight.

Until the figure of Akyates could no longer be seen, Hades had no intention of catching up, but Cerberus watched the familiar dark god disappear, and tilted three big heads in doubt, each The two big eyes on the head are full of puzzlement.

"gone."

Hades dragged Cerberus to continue walking, as if he wasn't the one who planned to investigate the appearance of the sun god in Hades just now.

"Wow!" x3.

Cerberus yelled happily, and slowly followed his master's pace.

Carrying Apollo all the way to the gate of the abyss, Akyates put him down stiffly.

Cough, how should I say it?Although he has enjoyed it along the way and took a lot of advantages, he needs to consider the option of Apollo being angry, after all, men will not like this posture.

Especially the person he did this to was silent all the way, without even struggling. Akyates rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, thinking that this kind of Apollo didn't match his usual performance.

Being put down from such a shameful posture, Apollo neither beat Akyates nor uttered words of protest, but instead looked around.

Akyates was not used to waiting for Apollo's attack, but felt that it was hard for him to lose the initiative.

Apollo: "So the gate of the abyss is at the end of the River Styx?" He looked at the gate engraved with the appearance of Tartarus, and his eyes were shocked.

Akyates: "This is Tartarus."

Not even angry!

Akyates found that he did not understand the current Apollo.

Apollo didn't care about the inner world of Akyates, he focused on finding the sun shield and the crown of light.

This is where Helios and Hyperion were imprisoned, and it was also the battlefield where he regained his true power.

Clenching his palms tightly, Apollo took a deep breath, full of pressure and sufficient motivation.

"Let's go," Apollo wanted to say to Akyates, but his deep thought made him a step behind before Akyatees called out his name, "Apollo."

Although the probing eyes kept falling on Apollo, Akyates would not take the initiative to ask.

Maybe... the next relationship will tell him the true meaning of this change.

With such a mental preparation, he took Apollo's hand and gazed at the handsome sun god tenderly.

Akyates: "Next you will see the most chaotic abyss in the world of Chaos, here... I swear that I will protect you with my life."

Apollo smiled lightly, grasped his palm, and raised his head confidently and arrogantly.

"I swear, when I walk out of the abyss, I will be the king of light, and you will gain real authority under my protection."