To be king [Greek mythology]

Having seen such a terrifying power earlier, and growing up under the shadow of such a power, Thurps is really not sure if he can firmly believe that people can replace gods to control the world as he is now.

He somewhat understood the subtle emotions that Minos showed when he heard him talk about the power of human beings before——anyone would have such an expression.

Surpus looked at the torn ground outside the city, and Hades, who ran from Hades to the ground again after the ground calmed down, felt that the malice of His Majesty Pluto would be concretized and drowned people.

"Surpus?" Hercules looked at the cracks outside the city following Thurpus' line of sight. His eyes were stabbed by His Majesty Pluto and then he took it back suddenly. "You just said that you want me to go to the Hades?"

"No... no need." Surps watched His Majesty Pluto restore the land outside the city to its original state, and also took part-time job as the God of Death to extradite the souls of the dead to the underworld, and suddenly woke up.

Even Hades had to come forward to deal with matters personally and even serve as a priest for Thanadus, which meant that the status quo of Netherland was not optimistic, and it was no longer necessary for Hercules to explore the truth.

The practice of using the power of faith to delay the fall seems to be gradually useless, Sepps frowned, looked away, and then paused slightly, "Hercules, go to Crete for me. "

The imperial courier Thanadus had long since gone on strike, and the sudden increase in the death rate made it impossible for him to spare the divine power to create more clones to deliver letters for Thurpus and Minos.

Although he would occasionally come here to steal a little bit of laziness when he couldn't bear it, Thurps would not allow Thanadus, who worked hard to maintain the normal order of the world, to satisfy his own selfishness.

"Crete?!" Hercules' business suddenly increased, with a displeased expression on his face, "Send a letter to your lover?"

"No, let's go too far." Thurps, who knew that Hercules didn't like Minos, expressed a little apology with his expression, and then pulled out a thick stack from a pile of things next to him, and said: " Go to Crete and give these things to Minos. If Minos is captured and sent to the Underworld to work as a coolie, then please, together with the person in charge of Crete, implement what is written here Then leave."

Thurpus felt that it was very possible that Minos was captured by Netherland as a coolie. After all, manpower was tight, and the dead souls could not be thrown anywhere casually, nor could they be allowed to wander freely in Netherland.

If you wander around casually, maybe some place will collapse into an abyss, and the dead souls there will suffer bad luck.

So Minos, who has practiced in Hades for such a long period of time, and has a full judge ability, has even been determined by Hades to be served by Hades after death, is really captured by Hades, who is now full of gloomy face. It's nothing more than normal.

Of course Thurps would think so, and there was no response to the letter sent to Crete recently.

"Are you serious!?" Hercules couldn't believe it, "Aren't you afraid that I will take Critna as my own?"

"I believe in you." Surpus looked at Hercules, and of course he also believed in Minos, after all, his lover was never willing to suffer, and had the ability to regain the throne after being taken away.

What's more, Hercules is not the kind of person who will remember the infighting at the moment of human life and death.

Hercules choked on Thurps' four short words, he pursed his lips, and finally touched his nose to take over the thick leaf paper that Thurps hadn't taken back, impatiently With a blushing face, he yelled a few words, turned around and left the palace in a hurry.

Thurps lowered his eyes and called in the valet who was waiting outside the door, "Is there anything going on at Sira recently?"

The servant replied respectfully: "There is no relevant reward, Your Majesty."

"Keep watching." Thurps waved his hand, "Let me know as soon as possible."

The valet bowed slightly, and Thurpus asked him to step back. From under the throne, he dug out a piece of dry wood that had been tortured out of shape and a pile of dead branches, and pressed a slightly pointed branch against the thick dead leaves. He quickly rubbed against the ground—yes, he was trying to make fire by drilling logs.

Without fire, the survival of human beings and the development of civilization will be suppressed to the minimum. Thurps has been trying various ways to make fire after the fall of Vulcan, but has never been successful.

The king who shoulders the future of mankind sighed deeply.

Sure enough, it is impossible to regain flames after Vulcan's fall, there must be a way for the rules to recognize that flames can exist in the world.

Where there is fire, there is light and warmth. Even if the sky cannot be brightened again, at least it can draw a hopeful future in people's hearts.

However, rules are more unpredictable than divine will.

abyss.

The god of the abyss, who sat on his throne and merged with the godhead of the earth, lowered his head and looked at the little animals having fun in the temple.

After that light cough, all the sadness was suppressed by Tartarus.

He took out the two Typhon's teeth he got from Surpus, and saw that the meerkat, which was jumping happily, suddenly stopped and stood upright, with those small eyes like black pearls Look at him—or rather, Typhon's Fang in his hand.

Tartarus chuckled, as if the discomfort on his body disappeared in an instant. He threw Typhon's Fang together with the rope at the mongoose, and the mongoose reacted very quickly to grab the thing, and disappeared in an instant. In front of the god of the abyss.

The suppressed father of all monsters at the bottom of Abyss Hell - Typhon opened his eyes, moved his paws as if he was about to stand up, but was pressed back down by the sudden increase of pressure.

The anger that had been suppressed for countless years made his eyes turn red instantly, and a hundred hairs let out different roars, resounding through the entire abyss.

The god of the abyss clenched the handrail of the god's work, and slowly leaned back. It took a while to relax his body and let out a sigh of relief.

The godhead of the earth is much stronger than he imagined, but in the end it still belongs to him quietly.

Although there is some discomfort, the passing power is replenished a lot by the godhead of the earth.

Tartarus did not repair part of the previously collapsed Netherland, but used most of his power to suppress the monsters under the Abyss Hell and stabilize the earth that held all living things.

The god of the abyss leaned on his throne, his eyes were slightly closed, and the excessive use of power made him weak.

There was silence in the majestic temple, and Tartarus was silent for a while, but he had to raise his eyes to look at the goddess walking slowly from the void.

"The Knicks..."

"Tartaros." The Evernight Goddess, who now opened the sky to protect the world, looked a little sluggish. The broken universe she was carrying made her quite traumatized, but her expression seemed joyful, "I I saw...!"

The god of the abyss looked at her calmly.

"It's Father God—" Nix's tone was full of surprises, "He's repairing the universe!"

The God of the Abyss took a breath when he heard the words.

Netherland, Sanchakou.

Just as Thurpus expected, Minos, who had been captured by Hades to work as a coolie in Hades at this moment, sat on the judge's platform at Sanchakou with a sad face, looked at the crying souls below, and glanced at the balance of good and evil , rustled a few strokes with the tip of the pen in his hand, and quickly determined the destination of this dead soul.

He is so worried about Thurpus, Minos thought, there is still that man named Hercules in the world, and this man who may pry into his corner at any time makes him feel very insecure.

Crete doesn't have to worry, he believes that even without him, the people who stay in Crete—and Thurps will take good care of the city-state they grew up in.

However, even thinking about going back is useless. Minos looked at the three Nemesis Furies on the left who were already exhausted, and then at the Lady Justice holding the scales on the right who was so gloomy that she almost merged with the Styx. He sighed deeply.

It is not easy to be a god.

Especially when several creation gods are fighting among themselves and want to save the world.

"Minos, don't be in a daze." The cold voice reminded Minos who was in a daze after the trial of a soul. The sleeping god Hypnos, who was also thrown over to be a coolie, had a sleepy expression that matched his cold voice. Inconsistent, "Another batch of dead souls is coming."

It is simply a disaster-like workload.

Minos glanced at the god who interrupted his daze. The sleepy god's slumped appearance made him unable to see much of the situation, and the god of death hadn't returned to the underworld to chat with his brother for a long time. The mind and space are gone, and the gloomy atmosphere near Sanchakou makes many gods of the underworld avoid it, let alone come to help or other things.

"Next." The judge of the underworld hoarse, his voice extremely cold.

Unable to even communicate with Thurps, the judge of the underworld looked at the dead souls being judged, and his aura became even more sinister.

This kind of day can only rely on the number of dead souls to judge what happened in the world, and when is the head.

Chapter 101

Tartarus was 12 amazed that Chaos, who had disappeared into chaos after giving birth to the world, would come out to help at this time.

Even as the god of creation, Tartarus has never seen the real body of Chaos. The five gods were born in the world from chaos. After the world was stabilized, they could no longer find the father god. .

Perhaps it was because he robbed the godhead of the earth that alarmed Chaos, Tartarus thought, hesitating whether to