She received the gift of God [Greek mythology]

Whispers came from my ears, but I couldn't tell what they were talking about.Pandora felt instinctively that she couldn't listen.

She looked at Hermes intently, and asked softly: "Have I successfully deceived you once, my dear and respected teacher?"

As soon as the words came out, a strong dizziness suddenly hit her.

What's wrong?He jokes that there will be a reward if she can fool him once.Didn't he say it?Can not remember.

Hermes' pupils shrank suddenly upon hearing this.He stared at her, as if he had realized something, and even pulled the corners of his lips.

At the same time, the clear sound of the piano resounded through the sky, and the musical notes turned into sacred lights, piercing through the dense shadow tide, and the ominous blackness began to recede wherever it went.

"Hermes, destroy her—!" shouted urgently from the hole opened by the beam of light.

It's Apollo, he's purifying the sanctuary!

"Now!" Apollo urged.

Hermes leaned towards his waist, and a golden dagger appeared.He put his hand on the hilt of the sword, but stopped there.His eyes flickered for a moment, and his five fingers loosened and fell beside him.

"You've already decided to leave me alone, but you don't want to kill me with your own hands?" Pandora's body was surrounded by black shadows, as if she understood her intentions, before she could say a word, she divided into several strands like a python, rushing towards her from several directions at the same time. Hermes.

The black shadow had an astonishing momentum, but the moment it bumped into the envoy, it screamed, and it became thinner in an instant, turning into smoke and scattering in all directions.Not only the envoys, but also the gods gathered inside and outside the golden hall, without exception, are not affected by the disaster.

The calamity released by the magic box can pollute the sanctuary, but it cannot erode the gods!

The power of the gods is still absolute and overwhelming.

What a hideous and terrifying gap, even with everything, she is just a small bug in their eyes, unable to make waves at all.How could she have mistakenly thought that one of them would stoop to care and love her?But why?Why are the gods born to surpass the sky and the earth, giving life and death to everything, but themselves immortal?Why do they have the right to create her and decide her future and destiny?Knowing more will only lead to more despair.The intense emotion that was already on the verge of being exhausted was revived by the sting and burst out of control.

Hermes seemed to hold her back: "Pandora, I—"

"Do not touch me!"

Hermes froze for a moment.

It was only for a moment, but it was enough to make Pandora retreat into the raging black shadow.

Hermes said something else, but she didn't want to hear it.Then the whisper whispering to her in the ear suddenly became clear:

--not enough.Not enough at all.You think so too, right?

Certainly not enough.

-- We want to devour more and destroy more.What do you want?

I want the gods to be the same as all things, to suffer misfortune, suffer from disease, be trapped in labor, and finally die.

——Too weak, we are also the creations of the gods, even if we swallow the spirit to gain spiritual wisdom, we are still too weak compared to them.It takes more strength to challenge the gods.

What else can be done?

--Provide for us, sacrifice to us, and surrender all that is yours.

-- Don't hesitate, or it will be too late.

--hurry up.

--Call us by name: ■■■.

Pandora smiled.

The whispering calamities cunningly hide the price of the sacrifice, but that doesn't matter anymore.The gods gave her everything, and what can be called her own is only this unwillingness and remorse.She doesn't hesitate at all, why should she hesitate?

The black shadow sensed it, and gathered towards Pandora, enveloping her layer upon layer, sealing her into a dark cocoon.

As her thoughts turned, one gift after another from the gods was gradually peeled off from her body:

She took off the wreath blessed by the three goddesses of time,

She cast aside the beauty adorned by the three Graces,

She renounced the charm and longing that Aphrodite bestowed,

She renounced the wisdom and skill taught by Athena,

She rejects eloquence and guile from Hermes,

She rejected the name of "Pandora",

She offered the body shaped by Hephaestus, and the fire of the soul lit by Zeus,

All the gifts of the gods of Olympus, she gave up, and gave them all as sacrifices:

"Kires, the spirit of calamity, accept my offering—!"

The black cocoon wriggled and twisted like a stomach pouch that swallowed and digested, making a creepy sound that made anyone who heard it stand on end.Thunder, light arrows, flames, melting iron, storms, rain of flowers... Everything that falls towards the cocoon room is absorbed and swallowed, and this is not enough. In the end, it actually starts to eat itself, shrinking and shrinking, until it becomes a weightless beast. The extremely black vortex eyes forcibly pulled the shadow of disaster that filled the golden palace, without missing a single bit.

For a moment, there was no shadow of disaster on the top of Olympus, the sky was clean, and the snow was shining everywhere, as if it had returned to cleanliness.The only thing that is different is the black spot that is rapidly rotating inward and shrinking in the center of the golden hall.

The next moment, the atmosphere changed suddenly.

The light is overflowing, and it is the gods who turn into strong lights, flying away from the top of Olympus.

At the same time, the black dot stopped rotating, and exploded after a shock!

Where it spreads, it is all painted black.

From the bronze base to the shining roof, the majestic and majestic White Shrine, without exception, is adorned with the color of disaster.The inviolable sanctuary of Olympus has been polluted and turned into a world dominated by disasters.The abundance of spirit accumulated over the years in the abode of the gods became nourishment, which was mercilessly absorbed and transformed.A black column shot out from the hole in the dome of the hall, piercing the sky.The Japanese car hurriedly avoided, and after falling to the horizon, the day fell into the dark night.

Immediately, the black pillars bloomed like flower buds, scattered in thousands of threads and drooped sideways, revealing a figure.

All the colors have faded away, everything from hair and skin to the corner of the robe is pale, and the eyes are like stone statues that haven't had time to paint, and there is nothing in the eye sockets.Even if the appearance is retained, "she" is no longer suitable for the previous name. It is a mixture of the spirit of disaster and the soul of God's creation. instinctive impulse.

"She" raised her head and stretched out her hand to the distant stars, like a curious child, but her harmless actions caused the sky to appear in the sky with colorful and dangerous folds.

The intention is obvious: grab the stars, tear off the anchors that hold the sky in place, let the sky fall to the earth, destroy everything, and return the world to Chaos, the original void.

"Don't think about it!"

The thunder that contained the full power of the ruler of the sky broke through the night and turned into a sharp spear.

Taking this as a signal, the gods who evacuated Olympus released their weapons one after another and began to attack.

The black shadow rushed violently, devouring most of the attacks.Only the thunder of the king of gods reached the target.

"She" withdrew her gaze from the sky, raised her hand, and caught Zeus's roaring thunder light abruptly. The entire palm of "her" was wiped out.But almost immediately, the lingering black shadow re-formed the five fingers and the palm.I don't know if there is still pain left over, or if she is just irritated, "she" opened her mouth and let out a silent roar, turned to Zeus, grasped Thunder with her right hand that was constantly dissipating and reorganizing, and raised her left arm suddenly.

Something flew out of the hole in the dome, doing somersaults in the air helplessly.

It is the seat of the sky dyed in pitch black.

"She" is petite and huge, and the law of measurement fails in front of "her". "She" easily squeezed the throne into one hand, and the thunder light in the other palm plunged into the center of the throne.Then, the emblem of the ruler of the sky was thrown out casually, burning, bursting out sparks and lightning, and falling to the ground.

boom--!

The sky is changing, with Olympos as the center, the black shadow spreads wantonly, lands on the world, and brings disasters.

What a shame!Zeus was surrounded by furious thunder, and using his body as a blade, he plunged into the surging storm of black shadows.

"She" didn't respond at all, she didn't bother to pay attention to the king of all gods who was flying, and raised her hand again, distorting the laws of the universe, spanning countless time and space, and sticking out her fingertips towards the stars. "She" is something that has never been seen in the sky and on earth, beyond the definition, even if it is a catastrophe that destroys the world, as long as "she" wants to, she can do it.

"Stop!" Zeus yelled.

Thunder and snow slashed towards the huge hand that brought destruction.

"She" seems to have finally noticed Zeus rushing forward, but her eyes are empty and colorless, without pupils and irises. It is difficult to judge whether "she" is really looking at an existence smaller than herself.But there is no doubt that at this moment, "she" saw Zeus, and her pale lips parted:

"■■■■!!"

"She" didn't make a sound.That was not a sound that the gods present could hear.

However, the overflowing hatred and hostility are unmistakable, and more black shadows burst out centered on "her", spreading like water waves, enveloping the incoming thunder light, and devouring it in one bite.

But that was not enough, "she" turned her head and looked straight at Zeus, and the Olympian gods farther behind him.The gods faced the colorless pupil head-on, and what struck at that moment was unspeakable fear and the astonishment of being regarded as an ant.There is no doubt that they have no difference in "her" eyes, they are all obstacles, and should be eliminated and swallowed.

"Zeus——" is Hera, the queen of heaven, calling her partner to retreat.

"Danger!"

"Come back soon!"

Athena unfolded the shield of Aegis, and the clean lights of Artemis and Apollo flickered.

But it was too late, Mount Olympus became the source of "her" power, and the black shadow lingering and dissipating from the black pillar was stronger than before. "She" reached out to grab the gods, and the domain of disaster and alienation suddenly expanded, and it was about to sweep the gods of Olympus.

The strong light soared like a burning comet. The King of Gods held the second shield Aegis, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards the palm of "her" attack:

"I am Zeus, the head of the gods of Olympus, how can I back down!"

boom!

The expanding Kuroshio collided with the Aegis, causing a storm to blow away the gods who wanted to come forward to help.

In an instant, the sky and the earth are as bright as day.The black shadow stretching out its tentacles retreated to its original position like a tide.Zeus stood in front of his pale palm, using his own power to stop the expansion of the disaster.On the shield that guards the barrier fully unfolded, the thunder light was like a snake, reflected in the depths of the eyes of the king of all gods, Feng Rui, it flickered and then went out.

Then Aegis shattered instantly.

"She" gathered her fingers, grabbed Zeus, and squeezed him into her palm.

"Zeus—!!"

But the King of Gods has disappeared.

There was a deathly silence between heaven and earth.

The gods who were blown away by the impacting wind saw horror in each other's eyes: Zeus... was swallowed?

can only come to this conclusion. The figure of "her" became even bigger, and the power of the shadow increased sharply.The Olympus Shrine could not be corroded and began to melt like mud. On the snow-capped peaks, sticky black flowed freely, as if the snowmelt season had arrived ahead of time, but the snow was all the wrong color.

"Black snow fell from Olympus—" Apollo murmured, his head tilted.

Hermes uttered the second half of the prophecy: "The thunder fell from the throne of the sky."

Apollo looked down.The rest of the Olympian gods were armed with weapons, however, the golden dagger at Hermes' waist was not even drawn.

"you……"

The envoy was stunned, didn't explain anything, and was extremely reticent.

Just in a few words, "she" changed again.The black shadow suddenly began to flow back, only for a moment, but "her" movements became sluggish.

Apollo narrowed his eyes: "That body can't bear so much power, it's reaching its limit, as long as you make sure the sky doesn't get pulled down before that, it's fine." He didn't hesitate: "I'll hold him back."

"You don't need to sacrifice yourself."

Before Apollo could stop it, Hermes had already turned back to the raging black shadow.

I don't know what magic technique he used, but in a flash, he bypassed the obstacles of many black shadows, and moved to the front of "her" in an instant.

Lie Lie's curling purple cloak was not enough to fill "her" fingernails, Hermes hovered motionless at the edge of the black storm eye, letting the shadow haunt him, the Calamity Avatar turned a blind eye to him, and ignored the others The renewed attack of the gods was only a single-minded and wanton destruction, which made a mess of Mount Olympus.Other than Zeus, they are not qualified to be "her" opponents.

It didn't take long for "she" to completely lose interest in the Olympos sanctuary, and raised her head again, slowly recapturing the stars.

At the moment when the fingertips were about to touch, the star that "she" regarded as the target suddenly disappeared.

It was replaced by the figure of the messenger of the gods.

It is a cover-up method exerted by the deceitful authority with all its strength!

"She" gathered her fingers angrily to grab him, but with another flash, Hermes retreated outside the realm of disaster.He actually stole the distance between himself and the center of the alien world, and released it again when he escaped to distance himself.

In just such a round, Hermes' body was already entangled with a terrifying aura of disaster.

Apollo immediately played the lyre to purify, and the envoy did not stop, and repeated the same trick, returning to the center of the disaster again, took out the pan flute, and played a string of notes.

"She" was attracted by the melody, didn't know what to distinguish, and angrily wanted to kill the source of the music.

But Hermes stole and returned the distance, dexterously dodging the attacks again and again, not caring about the erosion of the black shadow, and directly approached the pure white eyes without pupils and irises.

"Who am I?" he asked.

The silhouette of the Calamity Incarnation trembled into a double image, as if it was about to separate into another body.

All other movements stopped, "she" opened her lips, and let out a broken and weird cry.

Vaguely "Hermes".

The emerald's emerald eyes became bright and unusually bright because of the strange joy, and he fed the pan flute to the nearby black shadow, and he flew out again, looking back provocatively, and tenderly invited:

"Come, my dear."

He also said something, but his voice was drowned in the screams of the shadows.

After finishing speaking, Hermes leaped to the world with the wind under his feet.

The movement of "her" obviously lagged for a while, half of her body waved away another round of God of War's attack, and stretched out her hand towards the sky, while the other side of her body took steps, as if to chase after the purple cloak and leave Olympos.In that way, it was as if two wills made diametrically opposed decisions at the same time.

The contest is divided in an instant.

The avatar returns to the black pillar, the pillar closes, and shoots out from above the clouds. In the blink of an eye, it follows Hermes and moves to the earth.The landing location is outside a stalwart city surrounded by white walls, which is Epimea.

The sun and the moon turned pale for no reason, black air lingered in the direction of Olympos, and disasters were rampant in the world.In the highest palace in the city, Epimetheus was directing the guards to maintain order.Suddenly, the palace trembled, the rubble was scattered, and the roof was lifted directly by force.

While the mortals were screaming and running, Epimetheus raised his head.

A beautiful and pale face appeared from the hole in the roof, looking down expressionlessly, making even the tall Titans feel small.Eyes with pupils and irises locked on Epimetheus.An indescribable terror pinned him in place.Immediately, the pale pupils began to be colored, which was light gray.

The palace built of rocks was blown away by the black wind, and the huge hand, so delicate that it was only suitable for plucking strings, slammed down on Epimetheus and his city.

As if a gust of wind passed by, the young man named Genadios woke up not knowing where he was.He got up, looked in the direction of Epimea, and sat back down in horror:

The illusory figure with loose long hair looked back, as if he had glanced at him, then turned and walked away, only one step to the place where the western land meets the sky.Maybe it's his illusion, but "she" is shrinking, faster than the speed of going away, and if he blinks again, he can't see clearly.

"She" is indeed not as huge as it was at the top of Olympus.

-- We're shrinking.

--We are weakening.Strength is draining.

--Why should it be so?

--It's really stupid.

--Why seize control?

——The body you offered is unable to accommodate us for a long time, and it will collapse when it reaches the limit.

——As long as the sky falls, everything will return to the nothingness of Chaos.Including the gods.including cities.including him.including you.Including us.

I don't care if it returns to Chaos or not.Before this body shatters, I can do whatever I want.

-- unreasonable.

Cursing sounds overlapped, and she was too lazy to refute.

The moment she suppressed the whisper and chose to jump off Olympus, the dominance of this giant avatar was in her hands.As the body shrinks, the power of the spirit of calamity is lost, which may be a good thing for her. The restraints that tightly held her before have been eased, and the self-consciousness that was originally mixed with Kires has been withdrawn again, and her perception of the outside world is gradually recovering. , no longer falling into the darkness of half-dream and half-awake like before.

——Why pursue him so hard?

——Damn it, if it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be able to separate from us at all.

--Be sure to devour him.

Kires' way of thinking was extremely simple, and he became annoyed, and instead pursued Hermes more actively.

The messengers of the gods, who had excellent foot strength, fled so fast that they could not be lost, but the gods of Olympus who had pursued them at the beginning had been left far behind.

Flying over the ocean current, Hermes suddenly slowed down.

She immediately chased after him.

-- stop!

But she has set foot on the land of the island.

An indescribable sticky and astringent feeling caught her, and it was obviously a rocky ground, but it seemed to be moving forward in a swamp.

"Olympus has fallen, but how can I allow Uranus to touch me again!"

The Goddess of the Earth proclaimed, and then the earth shook, and the gaps in the fissures of the Flame Field were instantly filled with hot magma. The mountain pass was boiling with heat, and the lava splashed everywhere. The Gigantes in the flames jumped out of the volcano one by one, roaring, and rushed towards the incarnation of disaster that was even bigger than them!

She closed her eyes wearily.Deliver the destruction to Kireth.

Maybe it took a long time, maybe it didn't take a moment, and the field of flames fell silent.

Even with the protection of Gaia, even if the Goddess of Earth's resurrection power and disaster restrain each other, in the end, whether it is red lava, scorched black rift, or giant with long hair and snake feet, and the water surface surrounding the island, even In the sky above the head, everything disappeared, and everything was covered in black.

Kiris was still saying something, but she couldn't hear it.She knew that their strength was on the verge of exhaustion, and the body had returned to its normal size, with pain everywhere, as if it would split from the inside at any time.

The target she was chasing had disappeared.

Got scammed again.she thinks.Kires is probably right, the moment she decides to sacrifice herself, she is doomed to be destroyed, it is better to make a scene to the extreme, defeating the king of all gods is not enough, to pluck the stars, let the sky fall, let the whole world and Her resentment died together.That's not bad either.But she really wanted to know.

"who am I?"

"Come, my dear."

"Another place, and I'll tell you why I can't keep my promise."

A corner of the purple cloak floated into the blurry field of vision.

She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes to focus.

The black-haired god leaned over, and she couldn't see his expression clearly.There was a cold touch with a distant fragrance, as if he was stroking her cheek.She didn't have the strength to stand up and push him away.

"Could you at least give me a hug at the end."

She didn't know if she had said it or not.

But Hermes actually lifted her up to her chest and lowered her to kiss her hair.

His movements suddenly stopped.

A shadowy dagger pierced his chest.The power of calamity invaded, frantically absorbing the air from the envoy's body, intending to erode him.

Her eyesight recovered a bit, and she looked up.

He was actually laughing, with blue waves in his eyes.

Trembling in her heart, she wanted to push him away, but he grabbed her hand holding the dagger handle, and on the other hand, he held her cheek closer.He forcefully pried open her lips and teeth, pressed and flicked the tip of his tongue, something rolled over the tongue and fell down the throat, suddenly changed shape and turned into liquid droplets.

The liquid she was forced to swallow ignited a strange flame in her body, and the power of cold and hot flowed through her limbs. She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move.Everything happened too fast, and it took her a few beats to realize that the taste left on the tip of her tongue was somewhat familiar.

He let her go, and said indifferently as if teaching a lesson: "One of the tricks of stealing is to create an opportunity to divert the victim's attention."

Looking intently again, Hermes had a black shadow in his hands.He calmly allowed the force of calamity to seep into his muscles and bones, eroding him from the tip of his left finger.At the same time, the pain that seemed to tear her body apart eased, the weird power was still swimming, and her limbs were regaining their shape and strength, no longer the weird paleness that faded.

He turned out a double snake staff with his right hand, and tapped somewhere behind her: "Although I knew that things would never go well, I didn't expect that the worst assumption would come true."

The dizziness struck again.His words were the key to a certain lock, familiar and unfamiliar scenes flashed before her eyes one after another, the earlier and more frank courtship, and the escape plan with different details, which were very different from her impression, but she found it again. Not wrong, it seems like it should be.

She couldn't control her lips and tongue, she grabbed his left arm tremblingly, trying to stop the black shadow from encroaching on his body.

Hermes smiled and opened her fingers one by one, and when he spoke, strange bluish-white sparks flew around him, like a chain: "I always have a problem with your time, either it is not enough, or it is staggered. I came too late to Epimea and to the Acheron, but this time I came too early."

She froze.

There is only one conclusion that can be drawn.

"You—" She found her voice again.

A strong force sucked her from behind, trying to drag her in.

She turned her head in a hurry, and saw a vortex-shaped hole opened in the void. It seemed that there was everything in it, and there was nothing. She just paid attention, and she was pulled towards it more quickly.Kireth's whispers became excited and noisy, yelling words she couldn't decipher over and over again.

No!There were still so many questions, and he obviously didn't have time to explain anything clearly.

"Hermes!"

She wanted to hold him, but couldn't resist the force.

The hole closed in front of her.Hermes gave her the last expression with a smile on his face.

"Pandora," he originally wanted to say something, but in the end he only sighed softly.

The entrance to nowhere closes.

The Firefields are back to an underworldly silence.

Nearly half of Hermes' body has turned into ominous black smoke, but it hasn't dissipated.He looked up, looking at Styx, the Goddess of the River Styx, who appeared at some unknown time.The shadow of the lapis lazuli-colored veil concealed her face, and there was a terrifying water wave of the same color as the veil of her robe slowly undulating under her feet.

"How many oaths have I broken? Two? Or three?" Hermes laughed.

The Goddess of Styx remained silent.Whether witnessing the oath or inflicting punishment, she remained silent.

Finally, the figures of Styx and Hermes also disappeared.

There was no movement on the pitch-black wilderness and the sea tide.

Little by little, the calamity that eroded the sky began to scatter.The sea tide passing through the starlight, gently, slightly, like black snowflakes, quietly descending, as if rushing to their final end, falling on all the living, dead and immortal. [1]