After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

Tanarus is not far from the entrance of Hades. It is surrounded by humidity all year round, and the granular black mist covers the sky, like undead running out of Hades.

The howling wind, the rolling dark clouds, the land where not a single blade of grass grows... This is the end of the world, there is no breath of life, and there is sadness everywhere.

Even the cloud is also black.

Psyche stood on the edge of the cliff for a long time.

She had to use her strength to drive the clouds, cross the abyss, and fly to the opposite waterfall to fetch water without disturbing the sleeping Lüjunk monster.

This is a simple test, if she can do it, then it means that she has some supernatural powers, and she can try to enter the underworld directly from the entrance of the river Styx.

If you can't do it, you have to find another way.

If she couldn't even accomplish this task, then she would definitely not be able to deal with the harsh environment in the Styx alone.

If you break in rashly, you will definitely be swallowed by various unknown dangerous factors.

Psyche tried to summon a cloud and raised his foot, but he didn't dare to step up.

Her shoulders shook violently, and her fear of the abyss and heights prevailed.

If it falls, there probably won't be any bones left, right?

Psyche took a long breath of air, and all those lofty aspirations disappeared.

She turned her head and looked at Cupid with a mournful face.

"Must it be like this?"

...She hasn't overcome her nausea.

How about spitting it out in mid-air for a while?

Cupid just smiled, and the warmth of his palm gave her an inexplicable calm.

He held her waist, encouraged her softly and said, "Relax, honey, I'll be right here watching you. Even if you fall into the river of Styx, I can still catch you up."

Psyche warned anxiously, "Don't go away. I... just need to see you from time to time."

Her Wind Control Technique stinks very badly, maybe she just stepped on the cloud and fell off!

He is her lifeguard.

Cupid agreed, and stuffed a clay pot into her hand.

"Relax. Go."

Psyche closed his eyes deeply, trying to calm down his fluctuating heart.

She tapped a dark cloud with her toes, tried it out, and suddenly felt a moment of weightlessness.

False, really very false.

The gravel on the edge of the cliff kept rolling down into the abyss, and both sides of the cliff were covered with wet moss, which became darker as it went down.

The abyss gaped wide, like a huge tomb.

She tapped her head dejectedly.

No, she still can't do this desperate thing after all.

Just as she was about to turn her head and retreat, she suddenly felt a moderate force pushing her waist.

The strength was just right, and she couldn't help but hesitate and flinch, so she was suddenly pushed out of the cliff.

"what……!"

Psyche leaped forward and knelt down on the cloud unexpectedly, a scream subconsciously overflowed from his throat.

In that instant, she really felt that her soul was drained dry, her blood seemed to be coagulated, and she was about to crash into the abyss, and her soul flew away.

"What are you shouting for?" Cupid also hung in the air with her, whispering, "help me."

Psyche turned around and blamed in frustration and annoyance, "You!?...No need."

He smiled, and wiped the cold sweat from her brow.

"No need? Really don't need me or fake don't need me?"

Psyche was still in shock, but felt that it was extremely difficult to take this step, even more uncomfortable than being reborn.

This is different from the time when she drove the cloud back to the city-state.That time she was wearing a ring and had the help of the God of West Wind. To put it bluntly, she was using other people's divine power to ride the clouds.

At this moment, she wants to use the godhead she has condensed bit by bit to fly and conquer an abyss.

... This is too difficult.

The cloud was as light as a feather, and the weight of Psyche's body on it almost broke it, almost missing half of her body.

Psyche squeezed Cupid's little thumb and said cowardly, "Don't go. Fake, you don't need it."

The man showed an arc in satisfaction.

He kissed the back of her hand, "Go Psyche, I'm here to watch you."

Psyche turned his head sadly.

The hickey on the back of her hand was quickly blown away by the cold wind, and she tugged at the hem of her skirt nervously.

Why did she feel that he was deliberately embarrassing her again?

No matter what, he has already reached such a position where he can't get up or down, so he can only bite the bullet and rush forward.

When Psyche moved his mind, the dark cloud under him quickly condensed into a shape, like a shooting star, making a swishing sound, leading her to the waterfall on the opposite bank.

Above is the dark sky, and below is the pitch-black river...Psyche just felt that the world was spinning, and her tiny divine power could not completely control the dark clouds.

I saw one person and one cloud, rolling and stumbling around.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and the stars flew across Psyche's eyes, and his chest and abdomen began to feel violently nauseous.

Then the hunting wind whistled in her ears, and the waterfall was like a black dragon, rapidly and infinitely magnified in front of her eyes... The deafening snoring of the monster Lu Junke also surrounded her.

All of these, like a dense web of fear, wrapped her tightly.

The pottery bowl in her hand made a small hole, and Psyche was numb all over, and it was difficult to even take a breath!

She felt so suffocated in her heart that she was about to suffocate.

At this moment, she is like a child riding a crazy horse, letting the horse run her wildly, but her heart is blank, and she can't control it at all.

The sky——for small human beings, it is an unknown territory that is difficult to conquer.

Just when he was in a daze, there was a murmur in his ears——

The croon was also sent from the mind, and even Psyche who was delirious could recognize that it was Cupid's voice.

The voice told her: Since you can't breathe, why not try not to breathe at all?

Psyche woke up suddenly.

From childhood to adulthood, as a mortal, breathing has become an instinct imprinted in her bones.

A steady flame of courage suddenly ignited from her heart, she tried not to breathe, but she didn't realize how uncomfortable it was.

She has already evolved a godhead that doesn't breathe, but she doesn't know it yet, and she doesn't know how to use it yet.

Psyche turned around abruptly.

In the midst of the rapidly flying clouds, her eyes could not capture things very accurately, and the passing scenery turned into pieces of blurred color blocks and phantoms.

But in this blur, she can still catch a glimpse of Cupid on the top of the mountain.

At a glance, he was in a powerful backlight, and his silhouette was dyed pure black.

His wings spread gracefully, drawing an arc in the air, facing her direction...as if he was a star that would not shine, but could guide Psyche's way forward.

He didn't break his promise, he has been guarding on the top of the mountain.

Psyche felt relieved.

She stabilized her mind and tried to control the dark cloud in reverse, but she was no longer as panicked as before.

At this moment, she has descended to the very deep part of the ridge, where the precipice is just between the sky and the sky.

The turbulent waterfall and the rapids splashed by black waves are only within reach of her.If she dared to reach out, she could even touch the faint green moss on the cobblestones.

Here, other sounds in the world are also isolated, only the roar of water and stones.

At the bottom of the abyss, a huge monster with two pairs of huge bat wings sleeps in the pool... That is the monster Lu Junke.

Psyche felt apprehensive about this huge object, and really didn't dare to take a second look at it.

The legends and stories about it are far more terrifying than its real self. This thing is sleeping, and it also shows its white teeth. There are sticky blisters flowing on hundreds of densely packed eyes. It smells sour when you get close. pungent smell.

Psyche managed to overcome the dizziness caused by Teng Yun, and now he was about to be vomited by this thing again.

Trembling, she took out the clay pot.

She just wanted to get the water and leave!

Fortunately, the bottom of the abyss was densely covered with rivers, so it was not difficult to get water, and Psyche didn't have to go to the bottom of the dangerous waterfall to get it.

She closed her eyes tightly and thought again, praying for the clouds to drop for a moment so she could stretch out her arms to scoop water.

That dark cloud was flickering and flickering, and it was not so easy to control.

Psyche repeated silently three times in a row before it dropped a little.

When he urged it for the fourth time with his thoughts, it sank suddenly, almost submerging Psyche into the river, and wet all her clothes.

Unlucky.

Psyche climbed up from the water, coughed, and spat out the black water.

The water in the river is so icy cold that anyone who stays there for a while feels like his body is about to freeze.

Psyche sifted through all the chaff and recalled the uncontrollable cloud, and when she climbed up the cloud again, the clay pot was already filled with a pitcher of black water.

appeal.

fortunately.

Psyche wiped the water from his face, and hurriedly left this ghostly place regardless of his embarrassment.

"rise!"

She ordered in a hoarse voice.

The dark cloud made three whizzing swishes, and a somersault took her away from the surface of the deep pool.

At this time, the Lv Junke monster behind him let out a dull long hum, as if he had been woken up.

Psyche was really afraid of death.

She urged several times, and the cloud flew straight back to the top of the mountain like a flying arrow.

The wet clothes on his body dried in an instant, but they were not dry, and a layer of ice formed.

The knife-like wind almost froze her into ice, and countless cries that seemed to be filled with the resentment of dead souls rushed into her ears, making Psyche suspect that she was going to be deaf.

Before approaching the sky, Cupid, who was waiting on the cliff, had already stretched out his hand towards her.

"Psyche!"

His strong voice called her name, as if transmitting warm light waves, pulling her back from the brink of being frozen.

Finally, Psyche came ashore.

She was lying on something soft and sticky, whether it was on the green grass or in Cupid's arms... She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to lift her eyelids.

The wind and water at the bottom of the cliff softened her bones.

Holding on to his last strength, Psyche looked eagerly at the booty on his waist.

Unfortunately, the black water in the clay pot was lost during the stumbling journey back.

Wow... Psyche almost cried.

Psyche was taken to have a rest under an ancient tree.

That ancient tree is a husband and wife tree, two embracing each other, one female and one male, the dark brown bark is entwined by various parasitic vines, straight into the clouds, it has grown for an unknown number of years.

There are not many creatures that can survive in such a harsh environment as Tanarus. This couple tree is watered by the Styx River day and night, turning the soaring bad luck here into its own nutrition.

Although it is just a tree, it has much aura than ordinary elves.

Cupid plucked the thick and juicy leaves of the conjugal tree and brought them to Psyche to quench his thirst.

He touched her cheek over and over again, "Don't be depressed, you are already great, you have surprised me."

Hearing these words, Psyche felt even more depressed.

She looked at the empty clay pot and felt sad, with an unpleasant sense of frustration.

How much risk did she take to get the water from the bottom of the pool, and it was just... leaked?

Cupid comforted her and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you have black water or not, and it's useless to ask for those things. The important thing is that you can get them back, and you have proved your ability."

His long eyelashes opened and closed like fan leaves, and there was a mild and gentle light in his eyes, filled with pity and pride.

"It's not in vain that I have cultivated you so carefully."

Psyche braced himself a little.

"...When did you train me?"

Speaking of which, she was still surprised, when the two of them were together, other than indecent things, they were indecent things... The superpowers like today seem to have suddenly appeared, how can they use the word "cultivation"?

Cupid smiled lightly and wiped the sap from the leaves on her lips.

"It's really not a deliberate cultivation. But two people who have been together for a long time will always influence each other subtly."

Like the two of them.

I feel more and more that her godhead is further improving, and he is becoming more and more like an ordinary person.

Psyche sighed softly, "Then, can I go to the underworld now?"

Cupid nodded.

"It can be, but my dear, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, we still need to make some preparations."

He knew very well that the God of Beauty would definitely set up a series of obstacles to prevent Psyche from seeing the Queen of Hades, and this third task was definitely not as simple as just relying on her beauty.

Originally, he could fetch it for her, or accompany her on a trip to the underworld, and borrow the beauty of the queen of the underworld smoothly.

But this time the God of Beauty ordered Psyche to go alone, otherwise he would be regarded as cheating.

Either way.

He believes that his little girl is the smartest and bravest in the world, and she will definitely be able to overcome this difficulty...

No matter how many twists and turns happened in the middle, the result of this test was that Psyche didn't get any water.

The test, she failed.

After thinking about it, Cupid felt that it would be too risky for her to enter the underworld directly from the River Styx, who was not yet proficient in driving clouds.

Although she already has a certain amount of divine power, there will be other difficulties if she cannot keep it in the underworld. It will be difficult if he can't accompany her by her side to help her.

After resting for a full day and night, the two of them bypassed the highest ridge of Tanarus and came to the mountainside with thousands of twists and turns.

There are two entrances to the Underworld, one is through the Styx River, and the other is through this cave.

Both paths are equally fraught with danger.

The little test before was used to determine which path was more suitable.

The location of the cave is very hidden, sheltered among the mountains.

The surrounding grass is covered with thin and dense ivy, and you must keep your eyes on your feet when you walk, otherwise you will be entangled in the soft branches of the ivy and fall to the ground.

From the outside, this is just an ordinary cave.

However, it can go straight to the deepest mountainside of Tanarus, bypass the Styx River, and go directly to the underworld.

But Goddess of Beauty must also know this road, and will definitely order people to set up deadly traps and traps on this road in advance.

Standing in front of the cave, Psyche couldn't help stroking his arm.

The swishing wind made her shiver. She was destined to walk through such an eerie place alone.

Cupid turned her around slightly, kissed her forehead, "Are you afraid?"

Psyche trembled.

To be honest, of course I was afraid.

She is not very courageous, and she has never been in contact with such unnatural things.

For the first ten years of her life, she was a delicate flower in a greenhouse, living an ordinary and boring life in a mortal palace.

Until she met Cupid, her world was turned upside down.

Many cognitions, never realized, flooded her life like a big bang.

Before meeting him, although Psyche respected and revered gods, he never dared to imagine that gods really existed in this world.

...and will come down to her side and maintain such a close relationship with her.

Psyche pursed his tongue, raised his eyes, and looked at him sincerely, "I'm gone, can I come back?"

Cupid lowered his eyes and nodded solemnly.

"Whether you can borrow beauty from the Empress of the Underworld or not, you can come back."

After a pause, he said meaningfully, "Psyche, you have to remember that no matter what happens, I will wait for you at the entrance of this cave. When you are really in danger, I will communicate with you with my mind, and I will communicate with you just now. It's the same at the bottom of the cliff."

The matter of communicating with thoughts is originally mysterious, and two people must communicate with each other.

Even two powerful gods, as long as they don't see each other, they can't communicate with each other.

Psyche smiled, understanding the deep meaning of his words.

He was telling her that as long as they were still in love, they would not be afraid of any difficulties.