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

The snowflakes fell one by one, the girl stretched out her hand to catch it, and let it melt in her palm. She couldn't help looking at it, looking at its exquisite and transparent structure, and smiled.

Water is such a good thing, she thought, letting the snowflakes slip from her palm, fall to the ground, and mix with a piece of white.

The mountains and rivers are covered with a layer of white, which makes people feel extremely fascinated.

Moros opened the letter in his hand and stared at the snowy mountains and forests in the Northland. In the distance, there was a blue ocean with a huge narwhal protruding its head. Farther away, the clouds were like mountains.

"My God." Tartarus was reading something else, "It's going to expand hell to nine floors."

"Come on." Moros encouraged absent-mindedly as he read the letter.

"Where are there so many sinners?" Tartarus said dissatisfiedly, "and he also said that all the former undead should be called out for trial."

"It's hard work," Moros echoed unemotionally.

"Natural caves are definitely not enough." Tartarus said, "Sinners will probably be allowed to dig stones."

"Sinner." Moros seemed to suddenly think of something, "Speaking of which, didn't one-third of the angels ask you to be imprisoned last time they rebelled?"

"There is such a thing." Tartaros patted himself on the head, "But I don't like being a contractor."

"It's good for you to exercise once in a while," Moros said, his eyes still on the letter paper.

Tartarus stretched out his hand to grab the letter paper, "What's so exciting, show me."

"No." Moros raised his hand and raised the letter paper.

Tartarus felt a little bored, and withdrew his hand resentfully, he stretched, "Since Typhon left us, I feel extremely lonely."

"Now you have a job." Moros hid the letter behind his back.

"I'd rather be lonely." Tartarus yawned. "Dogs like this kind of work."

Tartarus didn't think he was a cruel person by nature. He just lived too many days and became a little too familiar with most things in the world, so he felt that he could laugh about many things.

But things like the expansion of Hell are still big news to him.

The bottom floor of hell is for betrayers, Tartarus looked at the blueprint, and the penultimate floor is for heretics.

He buried his head in the drawing and walked outside, when suddenly he raised his head and looked at the exposed sky.

"Is it snowing?" Tartarus couldn't help asking, reaching out his hand to touch it.

The cold snowflakes bloomed in his palm in an instant, and the god of the abyss raised his head and looked at the gray sky.

He heard crying.

The dead were detained on the ground, and Tartarus stood under the narrow gap holding the blueprint.

He doesn't want to think about many things, it's enough for him to be the noble god of the abyss.

But just like the instinct of all living beings, when you hear the heart-piercing cry, you will feel your heart ache.

"What the hell is this?" Tartarus muttered, "What the hell is going on?"

The snow was very heavy, covering the sky and covering the earth. This is probably the legendary white disaster. The heavy snow covered everything, and the weather was cold and the white house was poor.

The girl held a glass of mulled wine and took a sip, while the doctor picked up firewood behind her.

"It's Typhon." Prometheus said softly, and the wind and snow suddenly condensed and dispersed, and a young man with pointed ears stood in front of her.

He was wearing a thick sheepskin coat, and he looked like an ordinary monster in the mountains, but all the monsters knew that this person must be Typhon, the ancestor of all monsters.

The doctor looked very nervous as he walked out, but Typhon just folded his arms, the pupils of his scarlet eyes were rounded by the lack of light, it looked like the eyes of a cat or a snake, he turned his eyes away , took a closer look at the doctor.

"Don't look at me like that." Typhon spread his hands, "I have something to do with the snow disaster, but it's only half."

"Your father's servants prayed to him, hoping that heavy snow would fall in the north. For such things, he usually entrusts the devil or something like that to do it."

Typhon said, stomping his feet, "I haven't had heavy snow yet, how could it be so cold."

"It's not cold when it's snowing, it's really cold when the snow stops." The girl said softly, she tilted her head slightly to look at Typhon's face, he felt a bit unnaturally cold, and turned his head away.

"He wants to fight." The girl sighed softly and turned her head.

"Why?" the doctor couldn't help asking.

"The peasants are bankrupt, so they hope for a change." The girl said softly, "At this time, if you ask for a levy, someone will respond."

"Their target is probably Jerusalem." The girl stood up and gulped down the mulled wine. "The hungry civilians."

She swirled the cup slightly, "If you give them a sip of this, maybe they will do something, let alone encourage them to have a lot of treasures occupied by heretics in distant places."

Typhon stretched out a hand, "I thought you would have a problem with me." He couldn't help but said, "But since you have no problem, can you give me a drink."

The girl glanced at his face and showed a faint smile, "You are a monster. Isn't it difficult to ask different creatures to stand in the other's camp and think about problems?"

"People can't understand each other," she said softly.

Although Typhon was dull, he heard something in the girl's voice.

She seemed to sound a little sad.

The doctor picked up the jar and got a glass of wine for Typhon, "It's cold outside, why don't you come in."

Typhon thanked him and sat on the seat. The girl took out his shoes, which had already started to melt the snow water. Even if Typhon became human in shape and size, his feet were still the same. The paws of some kind of reptile were dark brown with long nails, and the doctor took a second look at it.

Typhon also looked down at it.

"It's very fresh." He laughed at himself, "There are not too many monsters in the world now."

"Indeed." The doctor said softly, "We once organized the killing of monsters."

"Vampires, werewolves, and banshees." Typhon showed a wry smile, "there are only so many of them on a large scale now."

"However, it's inevitable. Monsters are naturally rebellious. They will change and change. They will not provide stable beliefs like humans. They are of no use to gods."

Typhon took a sip of the mulled wine and showed a satisfied expression, "And he's always selfish, and it's impossible to unite and eat humans."

He smiled, cold white light reflecting off his pointed canines.

"So you can rest assured," he said softly.

The doctor showed a hint of surprise, "Why do you say that I can rest assured."

Typhon smiled and shook his head, "Young man, what should I say, he is also the king of monsters."

"Yes, you have always been very strong." The two of them heard the girl's voice, and she appeared at the door with two pieces of paper in her hand, "The village said that they will be recruited, and I think you two look quite suitable for it." Check it out."

"So I asked for two for you." The girl said patiently, "Come here, get your fingerprints here, and then someone will give you a robe with a red and white cross, and you can take your pitchfork and go A glorious holy war is waged."

"I remember that there is a settlement fee for conscription." Typhon protested.

"Oh, I won't be greedy for you, but you won't be able to spend it if you go, so leave it with me first." Prometheus rolled his eyes and smiled maliciously.

"I think things like precious metals are the same everywhere." Typhon said.

"So you agree to go?" The girl smiled and said, happily grabbed his wrist, dipped her fingers in red, "Come on, make a fingerprint."

Typhon shook his head helplessly, "I said I don't want to go, will you spare me?"

"How could I not spare you." The girl said dissatisfied, "Am I so cruel in your mind?"

Typhon let out a sigh, "Almost, you are the most domineering tyrant I have ever seen."

"No such thing, don't ruin my reputation." The girl said solemnly, "You don't have to go."

"But have you ever met someone in your life who you instigated and could not go?" Typhon said, reaching out his hand resignedly, and pressed his fingerprints.

The doctor looked at the above content, "I think the benefits promised above should not be achieved."

"According to my calculation of the financial resources of the Holy See." He said sternly.

"But I'm still going." The doctor added, stretching out his hand and pressing a fingerprint on it.

"Look, you all really want to go." The girl said with a smile, and put away the two pieces of paper, "In this way, you won't mind the trivial matter that I charged the introduction fee."

"There is still an introduction fee." Typhon couldn't help but said.

"Is this human trafficking?" The doctor also raised his opinion.

The girl shook her head, "Do you think it's very different from human trafficking?"

"Forget it, don't talk nonsense, it won't be fun if we are arrested and put in prison together." She said, "I'm quite used to it, but I'm worried that you won't be used to it."

"I'm quite used to it." Typhon narrowed his eyes and looked at the doctor.

"I squatted too." The doctor said not to be outdone, and suddenly covered his mouth.

"Although, I don't think this is a glorious thing." The doctor added in a low voice, "It's better not to squat in the future."

The three of them glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"So why do you want to compare this kind of thing." The doctor couldn't help but said.

"It's not a comparison." The girl sat down and unfolded a map, "Since everyone is on the same path, I'm going to have a showdown."

"What cards are you going to show?" Typhon couldn't help asking.

"Actually, there is no referral fee." The girl said in a word, and then raised her hands, "There is really no fee."

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