[Greek mythology] Born to be arrogant

Her hand was held.

The fiery kiss continued, with almost crazy longing and extreme tenderness, mixed with the faint fragrance of palm flowers.She closed her eyes, leaned in Apollo's arms, quietly endured, entangled with him, thinking about nothing, unwilling to think about anything.

The Nile River roared and raged around them, engulfed in thick silt, leaving no gaps.

Apollo held her tighter, deepening the kiss.Wisp after strand of fiery breath passed through his mouth.What responded to him was a icy sweet fragrance and a tenderness that fascinated him deeply.

"Diana." The fiery kiss gradually moved to her ear, followed by Apollo's somewhat rapid breathing, "Don't talk, don't open your eyes, listen to me."

She nodded, stretched out her index finger, and wrote stroke by stroke on Apollo's chest: You said.

"My injury..." He had just begun when he saw Diana suddenly opened her eyes, which were full of worry, and she almost opened her mouth.Before she could speak, Apollo gently kissed her reddish lips, and warned again: "Don't talk. You are now a mortal body, and you will suffocate in the water if you don't pay attention."

She nodded with difficulty, rubbed her slightly painful eyes, and continued to write stroke by stroke on his chest: How did you get hurt?

Apollo held her hand, stroking her soft palm, and said in a low voice, "Zeus taught us a lesson. These... are just superficial wounds."

She suddenly remembered the colorful silk thread wrapped around Apollo's body just now.

"Taught a lesson"?

But "some" skin trauma?

She moved her lips slightly and wanted to open her mouth, but was kissed deeply by Apollo again, and took another breath.The fiery breath lingered in the water, and the faint smell of blood fainted in the water. She couldn't help but tightened Apollo's collar, and stubbornly wrote on his chest: What did Zeus say to you?

Apollo's body froze, his expression faintly painful.It seems that just recalling Zeus' words can make him uncomfortable.

Diana closed her eyes, hugged him tightly, and continued to write on his chest: Don't think about it anymore, I know.

Apollo's body became stiffer and hotter.Diana stretched out her hand and tore open his neckline, and she saw a faint golden glow on his left shoulder, and the beautiful golden lines were flowing slowly like liquid.

Apollo, don't think about it.

She wrote on his chest over and over again: Don't think about it.

Apollo held her tighter, kissed her again, and took her breath away.Gradually, his body became more and more stiff, and his strength to hold her became less and less, and finally he leaned against her weakly, and slowly closed his eyes.

—Apollo!

Diana opened her mouth in panic, but only gulped down the river water in her stomach.

She rubbed her increasingly stinging eyes, resisting the discomfort from the nasal cavity to the throat to the lungs, reluctantly picked up Apollo on her back, and swam to the surface of the water.

Swimming, the water gradually slowed down.

Diana felt something was wrong, subconsciously grasped Apollo even tighter, but the feeling of suffocation suddenly disappeared, and the feeling of floating under her feet also disappeared.She looked intently, and the surroundings were dark, with no sky, no ground, and no light at all. Occasionally, a few golden streams of fire flashed across quickly.

This is...the junction of the underworld and the dark abyss?God prison?

She breathed heavily, coughing out the remaining water in her trachea and lungs.When I looked up at Apollo again, I was stunned again.

Apollo's expression was very calm, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be just asleep.

The laurel branches he used to bind his hair had long since fallen with the water, and blood was smeared on the ancient Greek robes.

Diana closed her eyes, and suddenly remembered the last words Zeus left: Then close them first.

Is this closed?Shut up in a god prison?

She gritted her teeth, a little unwilling and a little annoyed.But she didn't know whether she was angry with Apollo or herself.

Suddenly, a big fluffy head rubbed against her waist, and sprayed hot air, extremely excited.

She looked down just as the sphinx looked up and grinned at her.

Why did it follow?

Diana had no time to think about it, so she reached out and rubbed its big head, intending to comfort it.The sphinx snorted twice in satisfaction, lay motionless at Diana's feet, and mumbled indistinctly, "Let's guess a riddle, shall we..."

"Stop making trouble." She tugged at its round animal ears, and helped Apollo lean on its back.It growled twice in dissatisfaction, but gasped and gasped in Diana's smooth hair, and finally obediently lay still.

Diana suddenly felt that most beasts had weird tempers.For example, this big lion, or her little golden-horned deer.

It's just that right now she has no time to be distracted and take care of these.After putting the Sphinx to sleep with some effort, she half sat and half knelt beside Apollo, trying to untie his clothes.

The slight sneering sound of the cloth peeling off the flesh...

Those pools of faintly dizzy blood...

Diana felt her hands shaking.

Apollo didn't wear a tunic.After taking off his coat, he was lying in front of her completely and unobstructed. There were several deep wounds on his strong and well-proportioned chest muscles, criss-crossing, intertwined with old and new, and there was one right across the heart, It almost made her heart stop beating.When he looked closely, his shoulders, back, waist, and legs were covered with deep and shallow wounds, some of which had scabbed over, and more were still slightly oozing blood.

how so?

She reached out tentatively and pressed his left shoulder.That beautiful golden pattern is slightly overflowing with light, hot as a soldering iron.

Zeus taught them a lesson...

took a class...

class……

She sighed heavily, moving her fingertips along his body, carefully avoiding the wound.The Divine Prison is very dark, but there are golden flowing fires flying around, like the hottest petals in the world, falling down one after another, shimmering, astonishingly beautiful and shockingly fierce.

That's... the flame left by Apollo...

She leaned down and gently kissed the scar on Apollo's heart.

The fishy and salty smell mixed with a faint blazing fragrance melted on the tip of the tongue, which was slightly numb and slightly tingling.

"Apollo..."

She whispered softly, closed her eyes gently, and kissed all the way along his body, sucking every wound on him.She didn't know why she did this, she just did it subconsciously, so she did it.

"Apollo, Apollo, Apollo..."

She called him one after another, and kissed every part of his body carefully, the lingering smell fainted in the empty god prison, and against the surging golden fire, it turned into layers and layers of sweeping... The coming wind wrapped them all up.

on his shoulders...

on his back...

on his waist...

his……

She turned her head slightly to avoid the thick blond hair, lightly pressed his strong thigh, and kissed his scar delicately.

It is said that with this method, the wound of the god can be healed faster.

She didn't know where she heard this "rumor", but she only remembered that when she finally looked up at Apollo, the wound on his shoulder was already healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a faint trace, which gradually disappeared. without a trace.

Then his chest, his back, his legs...

Where she kissed lightly one by one, the old and new wounds have gradually begun to heal.About half a quarter of an hour later, even the last trace of blood faded quietly, and every part of his body returned to its former level, like a carefully chiseled marble sculpture, perfect to the extreme.

It is said that Apollo represents the highest male beauty in the world, and it must not be corrupted.

She breathed a sigh of relief, rested her pillow on Apollo's shoulder again, and said in a low voice, "Stop making trouble, wake up quickly."

Apollo didn't respond, nor did he open his eyes, his breathing was shallow, and his heartbeat was still as steady as ever.

She closed her eyes and said softly, "I will be angry, I will be really angry."

Apollo still didn't respond, not even hugging her with open arms as usual, and kissing her forehead lightly.

She threatened herself: "If I get angry, I will tie you up and throw you into the pond for three years. Do you believe it?" Her voice was soft, without any deterrent force.

No answer.

No sound.

Apollo seemed to have fallen asleep right there, his whole body was stiff and motionless.

She remembered the words left by Apollo: Zeus taught us a lesson.

The golden veins on his left shoulder still flowed with dark golden light, and when touched lightly, it was scorching hot.

Diana closed her eyes, not thinking about the chaos in the Temple of Order, not thinking about the thunder and lightning in the human world, not thinking about the nearly cursed rebellions of the Protoss one after another.

Want nothing.

Just hug him quietly and lie in his arms, that's fine.

She lay quietly in Apollo's arms with her eyes closed for half an hour, then got up and dressed him.Even though there were big balls of blood on his head dizzy, he still couldn't care about it.This is a god's prison, not a single blade of grass grows, let alone a little bit of clean water.If she couldn't go out within three days, with this extremely fragile human body, there was only one end: death.

However, how easy is it to get out of God Prison?

Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that it is not just "easy said", but "absolutely impossible" and "death".

Diana helped the sphinx to stand up, feeling a little dizzy and feeling extremely heavy.Perhaps it was because of lying down for too long that he was still a little dazzled.She raised her hand to press her temple, but it was hot.

Unexpectedly, I caught a cold.

The house leak happened to rain all night, so the hole in her roof was too big.

However, after soaking in the Nile River for about three quarters of an hour, her body, which has been free from all kinds of diseases since childhood, unexpectedly caught a cold.

In a trance, she faintly heard Apollo's voice.

"Diana."

"I... can't move."