[Greek mythology] Born to be arrogant

The plague god gradually smiled.

"……Yes."

"As expected... I have seen you..." Diana gradually let go of her hand, her face paled, "That day was not a dream."

"Of course it wasn't a dream." The God of Plague looked at her quietly, his eyes still without any emotion, "That day you turned the dial in front of the goddess of fate, but luck seemed to be bad, the pointer pointed to the most intense black, yes wrong?"

"You—" She opened her mouth, wanting to ask what is his relationship with Apollo, but she couldn't ask.Almost recklessly, she raised her hand to lift off his dark golden mask, but she still couldn't see his face clearly.

The God of Plague smiled: "Why, do you suspect that I am someone I know? Or... God?"

How, how could he know what he was thinking? !

The only person, or god, who almost agrees with me is...

Diana's face turned pale again, and she finally asked that sentence with difficulty: "What is your relationship with Apollo?"

"Apollo, the god of light?"

The God of Plague raised his body slightly, took the mask from her hand, and put it on slowly, "Naturally—it doesn't matter."

"But you are almost exactly like him!"

"There are too many identical people in the world, and there are too many identical gods." The God of Plague sighed lowly, also very much like Apollo when he was helpless, "I am the same as him, and there is nothing to explain."

"But why did you tear up that page of records?!"

"Because I don't want others to know about my past, including you, Your Highness the Moon God." The God of Plague looked away, cruelly, and added, "You are not qualified."

Diana closed her eyes, eight shallow crescents had already been pinched out of her palm: "One last question."

"Since I've turned the wheel of fate, why haven't I returned to the past, and haven't—become an undead?!"

The God of Plague was slightly taken aback, but smiled: "You should ask Goddess Fate about this."

Diana nodded with difficulty: "Of course I will ask her. But, I want to know your answer."

"I'm still saying what I said just now. You are not qualified, Your Highness the Moon God." The God of Plague gradually moved away from her, his voice remained unchanged, but seemed to suppress the endless pain, "I am not qualified to explore my past, let alone Qualified to spy on my future..."

He left all his emotions in the human world.

It is conceivable that Apollo at this time must have been heartbroken.

The God of Plague crushed the broken pages of the book into powder, and gradually disappeared into the air.

Diana sat for a long time holding the broken divine book.

In fact, on the second day after receiving Apollo's reincarnation, she had already gone to Crotone to ask when the curse of fate would come.

Croto's answer at that time was: there is no need for this.

She returned to the Nemi Lake Temple full of doubts, and then Tantalus hosted a banquet to entertain the gods, and Apollo gradually transformed his body under the power of the gods.At that time, she really thought that there was no need for this anymore.Because Apollo doesn't have to be born from the womb of the goddess of the night again, he can become a god again by virtue of his own strength.

But God of Plague's sentence "You are not qualified" made her fall into the abyss again.

Obviously, what happened that day was not as simple as Croto said.Or, Crotor is also "not entitled" to know what happened.

The God of Plague suddenly appeared, dark golden eyes, shredded gods...

Everything was like a huge net, which engulfed her so densely that she could hardly breathe.

She sat in the pantheon for a long time before she slowly calmed down, filled a blank page for the broken oracle, and wrote "God of Plague" on it, then closed the book and put it away. Back to the bookshelf.

Maybe in the future some god will find the gaps in the pages and track her down.But that's okay, she's confident she can handle it.

The bell rang twelve times, and the council of gods, which had been suspended temporarily, resumed.

Diana temporarily suppressed her doubts, walked into the Temple of Order, and sat down on the seat reserved for her.

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Human world.

Argos ship.

Apollo, who had just escaped from the dream world, suddenly knelt down on the ground, panting heavily while pressing his heart.He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he always felt that his chest was extremely tight, and waves of strange emotions surged up from the depths of his body, like a thick darkness, trying to swallow him up bit by bit.

"Take a deep breath," someone from the mast said to him.

Apollo raised his head and unexpectedly saw a dark golden figure.He always wore a dark golden mask, and always turned his back to him. When he spoke, his voice did not fluctuate in the slightest. It seemed that such a thing as "emotion" did not exist for him.

He said that he was the God of Plague abandoned by the gods, always with his back to the sun.

But he is the most knowledgeable god in the memory of Apollo II.Moreover, the God of Plague knows him well.

"Old... teacher?" Apollo struggled a lot to force out two words from his throat.The chest is still very stuffy, but it is much better than before.At the moment when the plague god came, he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to jump into the sea and soak for three full years.

"Your body is in the process of remodeling, and this happens from time to time, just get used to it." The plague god's tone was as flat as discussing today's weather.

Apollo took a few more deep breaths, managed to stabilize his breathing and heartbeat, and then bowed slightly: "Yes, teacher."

The god of plague still turned his back to Apollo, but he seemed to know everything he experienced: "You were trapped in a dream just now? Dreamed of the goddess of the moon?"

"...Yes." Apollo suddenly had a feeling of nothing to hide.

"Guess what's the reason?"

Apollo shook his head: "First, I can't figure out why she hates me so much; second, I still can't figure out why she would ask God for help. Obviously, I am a human being now."

"The second one is easy to understand." The God of Plague lowered his head slightly, his dark golden robe fluttering slightly in the sea breeze.

Apollo quietly waited for his next words.

"Women of the god race are generally more beautiful than the human race. And your current identity is the high priest of the moon god. His majesty the moon god stays by your side, and it is actually easy to be recognized by others."

Apollo's expression froze for a moment, then he gradually became astonished and slightly annoyed: "The teacher said that someone recognized Diana and told the queen of Athens; the queen was afraid that she would not be able to defeat a goddess, so she asked another God help?!"

"Ah."

Apollo rubbed between his brows feebly: "Women are really troublesome."

The God of Plague let out a soft "huh", as if he was about to laugh, but he couldn't make a sound: "What about His Royal Highness Moon God? Is it a trouble?"

Apollo coughed lightly, and a smile gradually appeared on his handsome face: "I wish she would be more troublesome."

The God of Plague let out a soft "huh" and couldn't hear the ups and downs of his emotions, but he could vaguely feel that he was in a good mood.

Apollo blew the sea breeze for a while, feeling better, and then asked again: "The teacher came here specially today, did you check the 'homework'?" He held it in his palm and handed it over.

The God of Plague gave another soft "huh": "You did a good job, Apollo."

Apollo was eager to try: "Then what should we learn in the next lesson?"

"The next lesson..." The God of Plague looked at the heavy snow that was flying all over the sky, and gently closed his eyes, "The next lesson is to learn acting."

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Holy Mountain of Olympus.

Temple of Order.

The dispute among the gods has completely entered a white-hot stage, and Athena has already walked away angrily. Now it is Oceanus who expounds his theory of "the sea is the source of life" on the stage.It's a pity that the gods are more concerned about when will the human world see the sun.

The opinions of the gods are roughly divided into two factions.

The first faction is to forgive the plausible fault of Apollo, the sun god, and invite him back properly.

The second faction is to simply replace the sun in the sky.As for how to change it, there are also different opinions.Because among the protoss, apart from Hyperion, Helios, and Apollo, there is no fourth god with enough blazing light.

There was almost an uproar in the Temple of Order, and Oceanos on the stage was also quite embarrassed.In the end, it was Zeus who slammed the wooden table again, and slapped the scepter heavily on the ground: "What are you arguing about! The big deal is to destroy the world and rebuild!"

The gods were dumbfounded.

"I will send down an unprecedented flood that will flood the world..." Before Zeus finished speaking, another goddess stood up slowly, holding a golden scepter, and shook her head: "I disagree, Zeus."

It's Diana, the moon god.

"I think Zeus's proposal is quite good. A world is repaired and there will always be dissatisfaction. It is better to simply destroy and rebuild." Hera glanced at the gods from left to right and asked: "What do you think? Woolen cloth?"

The gods did not answer.

Hera stared at Diana, and smiled again: "You seem to be weaker, Diana."

"If my brother is here, he will definitely agree with me."

"But your brother died more than 20 years ago." Hera glanced at the gods from right to left again, "Do you think the world should be destroyed and rebuilt?"

"I object." Another dignified female voice came from the main seat.All the gods turned their heads, and it was Athena, the goddess of wisdom.

Hera frowned slightly: "I thought you had a bad relationship with Diana."

"Public is public, private is private. The dispute between me and Diana should not be involved in the decision of the gods." Athena said in a deep voice.

Zeus looked at the three goddesses who stood up with a headache, and glanced at the empty seat beside Diana, his head hurt even more.