You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

The white-haired girl sat on a rock, she raised her head and looked towards the east.

She said she wanted to see the sunrise.

Hermes sat down next to her. She raised her head and looked at the white and deep purple eyes of the East, as if they had turned into fine wine, making people fall into a kind of psychedelic drunkenness just by looking at it. .

Her frost-white hair was coiled by her, without a single adornment, but elegant and meticulous.

Little by little, the sun revealed a majestic figure from the mountains. The girl breathed in the fresh morning air gently, and she narrowed her eyes, allowing her face to be dyed pure gold.

"The sun is out," she said with a smile.

She stood up, and Hermes watched the girl turn her head, her shoulders were straight, unreserved and dignified, and Tartarus opened the door of the abyss in front of her.

She raised one foot and placed it on the black stone.

The sun fell on her thin back, and Hermes couldn't help but took off his hat.

"Are you going to go?"

"That's good." Prometheus said softly, she showed a smile, stretched out her hand, and let the sunshine pour down from between her fingers.

The hell's three-headed dog growled softly, the girl turned her head and looked at him, he became quiet for no reason, and lowered her head.

She walked in step by step, the boulder closed with a crash, and Hermes completed his task. He put the hat back on his head, and then prepared to go back to Mount Olympus.

He still couldn't understand the girl.

She is obviously smart, why did she choose such a path.

However, he still felt the danger of this young girl. She played with the crown between her fingers and weighed gold and people's hearts with a balance.

She should live next door to Typhon.

Locked up with the most dangerous and vicious beasts.

The white-haired girl heard the sound of locking the back road. The Cyclops and the hundred-armed giant were patrolling the corridor. She saw the huge chains on the bronze pillars. Typhon, the king of beasts, was asleep, and his body Wrapped with extremely strong chains, it was nailed to the bronze pillar behind him.

Fortunately most of the defeated Old Gods are on the upper tier.

Otherwise it should be pretty embarrassing.

This is the bottom of hell, where there is a blazing unstoppable fire of karma. Zeus's eagle landed not far away and stared at every move of the white-haired girl with sharp golden eyes. Her hands were locked by bronze chains. Nailed to the copper pillar, she closed her eyes, but her eyes were still scarlet from the karma.

She couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood, she curled up, her whole body was in pain, but sleep would not patronize her, she was the food of this falcon, how long would she have to endure such pain.

Maybe there is no end in sight.

"Why did you come in?" She heard a deep voice, opened her eyes slightly, and saw the king of beasts who was sleeping next to him woke up at some point, and he transformed into his own human body.

However, his hands were still bound by layers of bronze chains and cut back behind him. Typhon opened his blood-colored snake eyes, revealing sharp canine teeth, and there was a gap in the same pointy ear. I don't know which fight it was Injured.

"It's not full here." The white-haired girl panted softly, her blood trickled down to the ground and was sucked in by the rock.

"That's not true." Typhon said, his voice was as low as a hissing snake, "It's a pity I can't move, otherwise your liver must have my share."

The girl fell on the ground and laughed.

"I never expected to be remembered by Master Tifeng. It's really an honor."

She couldn't help coughing up another mouthful of blood, and looked at Tifeng with great interest.

"It's more terrible than the punishment I received. Tell me what interesting things you did."

"There are so many." The girl said softly, "Which one do you want to hear?"

"Finally something to eat today." Apollo sat down.

"If you weren't a crow's mouth, wouldn't we be there?" Poseidon couldn't help but said.

"What you said, as a god of prophecy, it's okay to say a few words of prophecy." Apollo said, and he picked up the bowl, "Look, there's a piece of meat."

Sometimes happiness comes as simple as that.

Moros rummaged through the bowl, and sure enough, he saw a piece of meat.

"I have one too."

"I haven't seen meat for half a month." Poseidon wailed and said, "But when humans sacrifice to gods, they don't use meat at all."

Moros took a bite, "Sure enough, the meat is delicious."

"Great Lord Moros, how did you degenerate like this?" Poseidon said, picking up the bowl and chomping.

"It's okay." Moros said, the young man with black hair and black eyes finished the meat meticulously.

"When humans worship the gods, they sacrifice skin and bones, and eat the meat themselves," said Apollo, "it has always been like this."

"Didn't it start with that incident?" Poseidon whispered, "That's it."

"Zeus' face turned green when he was angry."

On that day, Zeus said that he would agree that humans would sacrifice to the gods in exchange for the gods' protection of humans.

The girl smiled and said, everything is up to you.

Then she turned around and left.

After a few days, she brought gifts for the gods.

One pile is a fragrant and solid tribute, while the other pile reveals a fishy smell, and it is far less big than this pile.

Zeus raised his hand and pointed to the even more appetizing pile.

The girl smiled.

"You won't regret it, will you?"

Zeus shook his head, "The king of the gods will not go back on his word."

She bowed respectfully, and then pushed the other pile up, "Then I will take my leave, and you can enjoy your tribute."

Zeus stepped forward and lifted the cowhide.

All the gods were stunned for a while.

It is beef bone.

A large number of white beef bones.

It is covered with a layer of butter, which is refined just right, giving off an attractive oily aroma.

Zeus took the stick and picked the whole pile up.

All bones.

His face turned pale in an instant, and the gods turned their heads in an instant, not daring him to notice that they were looking at him.

"You bastard." He cursed under his breath.

"Damn."

"madman."

He muttered upside down his words, his gaze swept across the hall, and looked at the fire in the middle.

"Tell her I won't give her the tinder."

He finally said this and turned to leave.

"Is it so wonderful?" Moros couldn't help but said.

"It's quite exciting." Apollo said in a low voice, "especially the expressions on everyone's faces are brilliant."

"That pile is really delicious." Poseidon echoed, "I really don't blame Zeus."

"Actually, grilled bones are also delicious." Moros suggested.

"There's really no trace of meat on it, even a trace." Poseidon sighed, "I'll admit if there's even a trace."

"Then she did something even more terrifying." Apollo said softly, "I was quite surprised at the time, why she didn't make any move about it."

The night was very long and very cold. The girl sat on a rock and watched the stars move. They were cold and bright. She listened to the roar of animals in the forest and stretched out her hand into the stream.

It's cold.

There cannot be no fire in the world, she made a judgment, without fire, they would not be able to defeat the beasts, and they would not be able to develop wisdom. She stood up, took out a small knife from her sleeve, and carefully cut off a piece of fennel wood.

She knew that this kind of tree was very special. It had an inner core as soft as cotton wool, which could burn slowly, and once the outside was closed, no one could find it.

She tidied it up carefully, the wind blew across her forehead, it was moist and cool, and there were birds singing in the forest.

"Prometheus." Someone called her.

She smiled, "Wait a minute."

Freedom is so good, she couldn't help taking a deep breath, she took the child's hand, and the babbling child asked her what was in the distance.

"You'll have to see for yourself," she said with a smile.

"But I want to go with you." The child grabbed her arm, fingers soft like feline pads.

She laughed.

"Then let's go a little over there." She laughed, let him sit on her shoulder, and walked quickly towards the mountains where the sun was rising.

The warmth has arrived ahead of time.

This would be the last dawn of freedom she had.

She couldn't help running, as if she wanted to catch up with the sun.

"Can people catch up with the sun?" the child asked excitedly.

"Okay." She put down the child and said with a smile, "It's more than just catching up."

"If the sun has no way, then shoot it down." The girl raised a finger, and the child looked up at her ignorantly.

The golden light made her skin slightly translucent.

She smiled arrogantly and resolutely.

"Is it possible?" the child asked softly, "Apollo is very powerful, can we shoot down the sun?"

"Yes." The girl promised softly, "You will make laws for the gods." Her voice was low, but firm.

"But I'm afraid of many things," said the child.

"It's because I'm afraid that I keep running." The girl smiled and said, "There are very high mountains in the distance, and there is also a vast sea."

"That might work." The child said vaguely, holding his fingers in his mouth, "Moving mountains to fill the sea will make all the good places in the world."

"Everyone can live happily ever after."

The girl laughed heartily, and the white bird flew in mid-air.

"well said."

She raised her hands and covered her face.

"Well said"

I am willing to move mountains and fill seas to eliminate the suffering in this world.

As expected of a creature I'm proud of.

She walked back and found her own fennel wood, then she turned her head to look at Gao Tian's daylight, reached out her hand and touched her chest, her heart was beating violently, as if she was expressing fear of some kind of fate, or Say, look forward to.

She is willing to believe in humans forever.

The girl held a flower of fennel wood in her hand and weighed it again, looking lively and relaxed.

"I'm going out."