[Greek Mythology] The Avenger

Apollo's fighting power is not weak, he moved back a long distance, trying to attack Typhon from a long distance.On Olympus he couldn't back down, but now, he can.

The distance gave Apollo a better space to display his abilities, and his bow and arrow appeared in his hands again, replacing the delicate lyre just now.

Holding only a simple bow and arrow, Apollo transformed his power into countless arrows, shooting countless arrows every time he pulled the bowstring.Arrows rushed towards Typhon densely, and Typhon had to close his eyes just because of the dazzling light.

Typhon closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth opened wider and wider: "On Mount Olympus, I have never seen you work so hard, Apollo."

Apollo had a rare cold face and did not reply.But the two present knew that the war on Mount Olympus was completely different from the current one-on-one situation, and before that in the underworld, Apollo was restrained and could not even use five points of his ability.The Apollo at this moment is the real Apollo, the real Apollo who succeeded the previous sun god.

The chains on Typhon's body did not hinder him in the slightest, and a huge black film formed in front of him as soon as he touched it with one hand, offsetting the seemingly surging arrows.

For Typhon, there is no better way to defend than to attack.With a dodge, he narrowed the distance with Apollo.Apollo's mind was drawn by Typhon. After all, Typhon's speed was too terrifying. If he didn't pay attention, he would come close to him.

Apollo frowned, and his brain kept thinking about how to deal with this terrifyingly powerful monster. You must know that Typhon at this moment has not shown his terrifying original form, and he has already been able to suppress himself.

After thinking about it, Apollo didn't dare to stop the bow and arrow in his hand, and the footsteps under his feet kept changing, changing his position.But even if Apollo is a healthy god with a normal body size, what he is facing is an abyss monster with a abnormal body size.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Typhon narrowed the distance with Apollo again.The fist in his hand shook slightly, bypassing his bow and arrow, approaching Apollo's head.

Apollo's weapon was not just a bow and arrow, he pulled out his shield at this moment, barely able to block Typhon's incomparable strength, but his whole body had to be pushed away a long distance.

Typhon, who was used to being unarmed, suddenly seemed a little unhappy. He didn't expect Apollo to have a weapon.Once Typhon was unhappy, his strikes became even more indifferent, and one punch after another made Apollo keep retreating.

Apollo frowned, stabilized himself on his hind feet, and resisted Typhon's attack with the shield with one hand, put away the bow and arrow with the other hand, and directly stabbed Typhon with the transformed arrow around the shield.

Typhon turned sideways, avoiding Apollo's arrow, and seemed to lose the joy of fighting against Apollo who was still struggling.Typhon did love fighting, but he wanted to hear Apollo play more than fighting.

Quick fight.

Typhon narrowed his eyes, and his entire head of hair turned into snake hair at that instant, bypassing Apollo's modest shield, and directly wrapping Apollo's entire body around him.

Holding the arrow, Apollo quickly began to harvest the poisonous snakes.But no matter how fast Apollo harvested, it couldn't be faster than the countless poisonous snakes that Typhon erupted at this moment, and they were quickly entangled and lifted into the air.The shield fell to the ground and dissipated into the air because of the bound Apollo.

Typhon touched the poisonous snake formed by his hair, giggled and said, "Apollo, you are not bad, but it's a pity that we are too far apart."

Apollo, who was bound by countless poisonous snakes, stared at Typhon coldly: "I lost."

The feeling of the poisonous snake walking on his body was uncomfortable, and Apollo's warm body felt the cold and slippery touch, and he felt like trembling all over.With the sound of poisonous snakes in his ears, Apollo turned his head directly to Typhon's face: "You can put me down."

Typhon sat down, but did not let go of Apollo.He looked at Apollo's half-naked upper body covered with his snake hair, and he was very happy: "I thought you wouldn't give up so quickly. After all, if you struggle a little more, you can easily break free of my hair."

The swarm of wriggling snakes made Apollo feel worse and worse. He was not afraid of snakes, but densely packed snakes entangled himself. This kind of disgust from the bottom of his heart oppressed his nerves: "Quick, let me go!" go down."

"As long as I let you play my beautiful music from now on, will you play it for me?" Typhon tilted his head and asked with a smile.

Apollo agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Typhon loosened his hair.Apollo fell from the sky, and when he landed on the ground, unexpectedly his feet were a little weak, and he sat down directly.

Apollo, whose face was originally dark, turned pale at this moment.Typhon couldn't understand Apollo's feelings at the moment, but he could also sense that Apollo was in a very bad state at the moment: "Apollo, what's wrong with you?"

Apollo didn't even have the energy to reply to Typhon's words.He exhaled deeply, trying to adjust his state, but as soon as the image of the venomous snake full of messages twisting and twisting appeared in his mind, his breathing became disordered again.

Typhon watched for a long time, then suddenly realized and asked: "Apollo, are you afraid of snakes?"

Apollo is proficient in medicine, how could he be afraid of a mere snake?After Typhon finished asking, he also realized that his question was wrong.But Apollo ignored him, and he could only guess on his own: "It became like this after being entangled in my hair. Well, it's impossible to be afraid of snakes. Could it be that the power is exhausted? ... Well, the gods are so weak? "

Apollo's eyes didn't know where to look, and it took a long time to slow down: "There are too many snakes."

"Huh?" Typhon looked at Apollo in amazement, "Not afraid of snakes, but hate snakes too much?"

Apollo gave Typhon a quick look, and finally nodded.Admitting a small flaw is not a shameful thing for this perfect male god, only if he admits it, he will correct it.Of course, this was also the first time he had discovered this little shortcoming of his own.

Typhon puffed out his cheeks and pointed to the ground: "Do you feel disgusted by seeing so much grass gathered together?"

Apollo looked at the grass on the ground that was damaged by the battle just now, and shook his head.

Typhon continued to give an example, pointing to his own head: "Do you feel disgusted when you see my hair?"

Apollo looked at Typhon's hair, which was cut by him earlier, and his hair was of different lengths, and shook his head again.

Typhon put his hands on his chest, looking incomprehensible: "Then why do you hate snakes so much?"

Apollo turned his head away: "I don't know either."

Typhon suddenly thought of his father god, and asked Apollo: "Have you seen Gorgon? I mean Gorgon with snake hair! Do you feel disgusted when you look at their hair?"

Apollo thought for a while, but still shook his head: "No."

Typhon suddenly got a little angry: "So, you just saw my snake hair and became disgusted?"

When Apollo heard this, the picture just now appeared in his mind, and his face turned pale again.

Typhon suddenly felt hurt, and his heart was very traumatized.The guy I found with great difficulty, who can play music for me, is still the guy I admire, and I actually hate my original form.

Apollo didn't know what to say at the moment, he was a majestic sun god, he was afraid of snakes wriggling on his body, which was indeed too embarrassing.

Typhon got up and kicked Apollo lightly: "Let's go to Eros, he will shoot you an arrow, and you will definitely not have this little trouble again."

Apollo let out a breath: "I can't hate someone, I will ask Eros to make me fall in love with someone."

Typhon continued kicking with a puffy face: "Then you find a way yourself, as the sun god, you are afraid of this."

Apollo gritted his teeth: "In the future, I will experience it a few more times from time to time, and I will always get used to it."

Typhon looked at Apollo with strange eyes: "Are you serious?"

Apollo nodded solemnly.

Of course, neither Apollo nor Typhon at this moment thought that their unexpected decision was heard by Fengshen.The wind god who heard it secretly told his beautiful goddess of dawn, and goddess of dawn told other goddesses.

Since then, a secret about Apollo has spread among the gods. Except for himself, almost all the gods know this secret from nowhere: Apollo, the sun god, likes to be hung up by Typhon with snake hair.

Even after hearing about it, many gods silently distanced themselves from Apollo.

The goddess of the moon, Artemis, who still couldn't believe it, heard the news and went to the sun god Apollo to ask for proof, but after witnessing the scene with her own eyes, she didn't even open her mouth, and left silently holding her chest. went.

someday.

Typhon rushed to the temple of Tartarus and showed off to his father: "Father, I am with Apollo."

Tartarus, who was grooming Eros's wings, looked at Typhon in amazement: "Haven't you been together a long time ago? The gods know it, and Hades told me about it last time."

Typhon looked at his father in astonishment: "I don't even know when it happened."

Eros, whose face was full of intoxication, flapped his wings a few times: "Not all the gods are saying that the sun god Apollo always plays for you, and he only wants to be hung by you with snake hair."

Typhon wanted to explain: "No, there's a reason for that."

Tartarus wondered: "Aren't all the reasons for the ultimate purpose?"

Typhon seemed to be understood by his father's explanation in an instant, and he was even more astonished: "...It turns out that Apollo has taken a fancy to me so early!"

Apollo, who insisted on refusing to go to the abyss and was misunderstood by all the gods, looked up at the sky at this moment, plucking the lyre in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

The author has something to say: Why does my procrastination always make me even more incompetent [crying]

Light a row of candles for the hard-working Apollo, and remember to live a good life under Typhon's hands. [Candle]

Apollo: ... heartbroken