[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

The dark moon of Hades shines on the Book of the Dead, in which the rituals recorded in the context of ancient Egypt unfold like a scroll.Wandering priests chanting ballads—the sound was like oar boats paddling the never-ending waves of the Nile, pouring into my ears continuously.

"From your wings shone the colors reflected in the sky.

You have walked through the zenith, and your heart is glad;

Both your morning and evening boats have a fair wind;

Before you, Mathe holds up her fateful feather,

The halls of Anu are clamoring for your name. "

I was expressionless and indifferent to listening, but my thoughts were like being pulled by a spider's thread: I thought, maybe there will be a scene that fits the lyrics--on the wings of Sisyphus's sacred clothes, there will be a flash of soul vines in the sky Next, the gold and black colors of the gate of the dead?

He is standing on the ship of hope in Sanctuary.The sailboat galloped through the clouds.Once again, he was close to him, guarding the goddess Athena in his heart, and helping her to approach the palace of Hades--is he happy?

I can't help thinking of all the possible scenes that happened on the golden and fake ship: I think of Sisyphus bowing his head and bowing reverently to the fake and charming goddess--I think of him still standing in the revealing and dignified white dress Behind the bitch, I thought of his brown hair being disheveled by the high-altitude wind, and thought of his pale cheeks, those eyes, and I could no longer see the majestic palace stretching high above the clouds----the black karmic fire of hell raging violently in my body Burning, I feel for my heart---my heart, has it already been gouged out alive?The blood dripping from his eye sockets was brutally gouged out, and then he was put on the balance in his heart! !

And what happened to me--

"Heh! Heh..." My dark eyes stared unblinkingly at the sky without a gleam of light, and I grinned hoarsely. No matter what, I am unwilling, and I must fight desperately again! !I want to plan a certain scene to appear, so that the throat that pretends to be innocent will make a heart-piercing scream----Aya, Athena, Na.Olympia's ambitious hypocritical goddess is a shameless bitch pretending to be noble and pure in the world! !

In front of my anger, the light bird with a human head flapped its wings and flew away in panic.The jackal in the Book of the Dead raised his head, his eyes glowing green with hatred.The giant Nile crocodile opened its gnawing mouth, showing its white fangs, and a new chanting chapter began to linger in the book of the dead. Its tune is painful and exciting, just like I am suffering:

"In the night that counts the years,

Please return my name to me.

Be the watchman on the steps of the east.

Let me sit quietly by his side,

When the gods announced their identities one by one,

Let me also remember my old name! "

The lyrics are vaguely like the spinning hammer in Croto's hand, and the rotation of the wheel indicates the tightening of fate.And outside the book of the dead, there is also a thread leading to this place that has been twisted tighter and tighter: beside the dark crescent moon, a golden light finally appeared, like a firefly that does not know whether to die or not, stubbornly heading towards death The world, into the lost painting canvas, fly, fly ----

The ships of the Saints landed in this oil painting-like and exquisitely colored cloud world.After I slightly ticked the puppet line to warn Farao, I stopped moving like a frozen portrait and tried my best to hide my killing intent—like hiding the sharpest dagger in a picture scroll, waiting for the key moment Blow: The Celestial Beast is still a little weaker, I want to use the puppet string to play the magic piano, the Curse of Balance, on his behalf! ! !Never let that bitch's heart slip through her fingers! ! !

The first batch of little ants couldn't wait to get off the boat.

The most critical prey, Athena Sasha, is currently huddled in the top cabin of the ship, standing behind the protection of all the golden saints in the sanctuary.This time, Sanctuary is fully mobilized---this little bitch finally had to leave there.

My gaze was fixed on the figure who was able to stand up and whose saint-clothed feathers had grown longer and wider.All expressions and actions, no matter how subtle, fall into my observation.

There are still bloodstains on the bandages covering his eyes, and his chestnut hair hangs down in a mess, but I can be sure that he is frowning slightly, worrying and thinking habitually -----Suddenly he trembled slightly, like a feeling To some kind of painful stimulus!

oh.I see.I glanced lightly at the door.

Although he couldn't see it, he realized that the first group of saint warriors who were sent by Athena to explore the way and open the door had all encountered accidents just now——Farao dutifully plucked the strings, Amidst the howling sound, a pile of ignorant and dirty hearts were dug out, and they piled up on the ground emitting a fishy stench.

Seeing this, there was a commotion on the ship of Sanctuary.The little lion Regulus even planned to go down to charge with the bronzes.

Sisyphus faced the messy dead from afar, and his expression became even more painful, hehehe... He could feel the pain of others, but he turned a blind eye to his own pain and mine!I - I hate you so much! !I hate you so much! ! !

However, no matter how turbulent my mood is, I can only tell myself to try my best to stay still like a real mural, so as not to startle the snake and let the slut standing next to Sisyphus, the white skirt fluttering, escape--she is showing off her face unscrupulously. With her smooth shoulders, she exposed half of her white chest, and deliberately put on a tight golden girdle to highlight her chest and waist. It really complements the golden staff of the goddess of victory in her hand. You bitch, just wait and see! !

Farao also hibernates and does not emerge from the mural.He is like an Egyptian cat tied around his neck, he can move freely in a small area and do whatever he wants, barely guarding the door.

The stupid saints were probably bewitched by the goddess' breasts, and they rushed to show their loyalty and show off their strength in front of her. Led by the vigorous Pegasus and Yeren, a large group of people jumped off the boat passionately, clamoring to use it. The power to destroy this standing gate---hehe, not to mention that this seems to be a ridiculous performance of male animals eager to mate, and I am not surprised to find that the Athena they guard can be called an embroidered straw bag. Don't even have the most basic knowledge of the underworld -- what about the experience accumulated in many holy wars?Doesn't Sasha know whose trick it is to dig out the heart? ! !Hehe, she really is a Goddess of War who has to step on countless flesh and blood lives to get to the top! !

I watched mockingly, the ants bared their teeth and claws, and the so-called attack power hit the gate, and all of them were bounced back! !The idiots staggered and ate their own punches, but the gate was unscathed, and the bright paintings on the door were still alive and dust-free! !

The dark moon is devouring the reflected light, and the mysterious power of this gate seems to be born from it... I vaguely feel a certain key stirring faintly. Going out---this timing is just to hide from the saints, and I, who also has the power of reflection, hide in it.I----

Farao, who also hates saints, has already said coldly, "Saints, you are too impatient, it is absolutely impossible to destroy or open this door with this strength!"

"I am the Celestial Beast, Farao of the Sphinx!" He assumed the posture of an ancient Egyptian pharaoh, facing the angry soldiers rushing up, the cobra crown on his head exuded the poison of contempt The thorns, the strings twitched - suddenly, the heart was like a peanut kernel that was popped out of the field.

My thoughts are being secretly transmitted to Farao through the invisible star puppet line.

He held a crimson "benevolent heart" in his hand, and laughed as I thought, "Your hearts are full of anxiety --- is it loyalty to Athena? Is it loyalty to the earth?" Love it? How much of it is real? Or--can't wait to be in front of your goddess, showing off to get favors?"

"As for whether your truth can be the key to open this door, let me, the guardian, Farao, help you measure it."

Facing the saints with low IQs who still couldn't figure out the situation, Farao sneered, "Don't you understand? If you want to open this door, which is equivalent to the heart of His Majesty Hades, you must use one. There is no hypocrisy, a beautiful and pure heart. As long as you show pure loyalty and desire without falsehood or interests, this door will open. There is no other way."

"And I appear here as the judge who weighs and weighs your hearts one by one to determine whether they are pure or not. Look----"

The scene of the trial and weighing of the Book of the Dead on the mural glowed brightly.The eyes of the brightly feathered human-headed bird glide as it watches.Anubis with the jackal head carefully adjusted the accuracy of the balance.The Nile crocodile below opened its sharp mouth, and Amit, surrounded by the crocodile head and lion body, melted the sinner's heavy heart into nothing.I, squatting coldly on the pillars of the balance, look like a priest of Thoth in a white linen robe.

"This is the most holy and fair scale. The standard of measurement is the true god Maat, a pure white feather."

Farao thought about the heart and put it on one side of the scale.The white feathers that do not touch the dust flutter leisurely and lightly, while the dirty heart full of all kinds of desires of the saint fighters is falling heavily——

"The result is, the hypocrite -- this dirty heart can't keep the balance in balance. It must have many ulterior motives, hehe."

The heart on the scale, together with the body on the ground, was reduced to ashes. "When out of balance with the Feather of Truth, both body and heart are destroyed. But once balanced, it remains intact. I hope you can find such a heart—"

Farao put the drawn out hearts of the saint warriors on the balance, and soon, the bodies on the ground were ignited with flames, and no one was spared.

"Haha, it seems that they are all hypocrites with ulterior motives. Your so-called loyalty to the goddess, your love for hope and the earth, and even your will to fight and protect are all mixed with too much filth. They are all false and impure. Yes, it’s so sad. Saints who are known for their honor, Saints who are always clamoring for a righteous cause, this is your truth!!”

My thoughts poured out mercilessly from Farao's tongue, "However, what are the distracting thoughts that make your hearts impure? Do you want to survive and gain authority by pleasing Athena to become Pope? Or do you want to Want to win the favor of your goddess? Ahahaha, poor saints, they were detained by Athena in a small place in the sanctuary, and they have never seen other real women in the world. They are as hungry as a group of hyenas fighting for food—— And Athena, this so-called goddess, is more like a high-ranking girl who has soliciting skills!"

The holy fighters were in an uproar and excited, and being so humiliated, Sasha's hand holding the golden rod trembled slightly, but she forced herself to be calm, opened her white skirt and stepped forward slowly, saying seriously, "You can Humiliate me, I have long been determined to bear the pain on behalf of everyone - but my saints, it is definitely not what you said!"

"No matter where their hearts are, they are always with me and support me constantly. I believe in my saints. Their hearts are absolutely not false!! Just like me!"

"Oh?" I didn't look at Sisyphus' expression, and sat on the tip of Farao's tongue with all my concentration, "Then, you want me to continue weighing hearts one by one until I find the pure heart that can open the door. , or... Athena, why don't you just use your own heart to weigh instead of them? I believe this is the fairest way. Seeing that you have such strong self-confidence, you must be able to pass, right?"

Now that the matter has come to this, Sasha can only hold his head up and put on an awe-inspiring look, "Yes, I am willing to accept the test on their behalf!"

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh----Farao's body smiled, and the Egyptian crown of the cobra merged with the dark moonlight, which was vicious and sharp, and even dimmed the light of the golden staff a bit.This bitch should taste the pain of howling! !I'm about to pluck the strings at Sasha's heart--

"Wait! You bastard playing the violin!! Do you dare to use my heart to measure it first!! Measure my determination to defeat Hades!!!"

Tianma jumped out and acted as Sasha's protector.Farao looked at him and sneered——

"No! Pegasus! I should be here!!" Sasha called out with her girly voice that seduces men.

"Please rest assured, Lord Athena, I am not going to die for nothing." Tianma Qingzhi smiled calmly, "How can I let you, who is a girl and a goddess, accept this damn What about the test?"

I don’t know where this sentence made my unwillingness to burst out——I stared at the funny and clumsy scene:

"Tianma..." Sasha looked at Tianma moved, she thought she was smart and didn't speak anymore.And the saints next to her seemed to be all moved by this scene of righteous love, no one noticed, this little bitch just planned to escape this scene and make her make a fool of herself?

Hehehehe, hahahaha.Farao laughed loudly, although the smile was a little stiff, but he still fully expressed my emotions and my wishes: "As expected of the legendary Athena's most favored baby Pegasus! As expected of being brought to the world no matter what. Godslayer! This tacit sense of singing and harmony--it really deserves my applause! But--"

"Stop dreaming! Tianma. Don't use aggressive tactics to hide your useless goddess behind you!! I just want to see how capable the Athena you believe in is--and you, since you are the legendary Godslayer, if your Athena unfortunately cannot open this door, I will consider whether your intention to kill His Majesty Hades is pure."

I manipulated fiercely, "You, put me behind Athena. Now except for her heart!! No one is qualified to step forward!!"

Farao walked towards Athena Sasha.His pupils are clearly my pupils, and my willpower merged into his body, staring fiercely at the thin white gauze----those two pieces can't be called clothes at all, they can't cover the whole chest, Athena was brazenly puffing out her chest, still swaying in a slight trembling, like two plump big white rabbits jumping off, was she trying to tempt men who saw it and would sacrifice their lives for her in exchange for a pinch of hunger?

I couldn't stop grinning grimly in the center of the balance.

"You are extremely incompetent, your ambition is far beyond your ability, you are a flirtatious female cousin who is trying to rely on men to escape measurement--you are obviously a slut like Aphrodite, but you are pretending to be a virgin! !"

The words that Farao squeezed out through his teeth shocked the surrounding Saints again--

"Crack!!!" Before he finished speaking, he received a heavy punch on the face and slammed into the wall behind him----my thoughts were also hit hard, and I was stunned.I forgot to pull the puppet string to make him stand up, and just stared blankly at the man who made the shot: his face was pale and bloodless, and he was clenching his teeth as if he was suffering from unbearable pain.

"Master Sisyphus!!"

I stared in a daze at the flying light feathers on his half body. Under his fully unfurled wings, the edges were velvety and pure gold, slowly drifting away.

"I'm very sorry, Lord Athena--" He shook his head and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry... I actually let this despicable warrior of the underworld say such rude and humiliating words to you-- Please also take care of yourself, don't be easily confused by the enemy's strategy!"

Sasha also looked at Sisyphus, with a look of incomparable concern in his green eyes, "Thank you! Please step back quickly, although you are now protected by the sacred clothes that can only be worn by gods, you are in In the battle with the Big Three just now, the nerves were severely damaged!! You should step back and rest!!"

When I heard it, I was furious----this bitch! !This bitch who retreats into advance! ! ! !

she! !Say these words at this time! ! ! !Clearly wishing that he would sacrifice on his behalf! ! ! !

Sisyphus didn't seem to feel Athena's scheming, he took a breath, "You are so blindly risking yourself regardless of your own comfort, I must not remain silent. Lady Athena."

Such extreme favoritism, I, why, gradually felt the cold numbness overwhelmed the hatred, and it became more and more intense--and this man, he stretched out his fingers, calmly hooked the bandages around the eyes, and let them float in the wind Far----

He raised his brown-haired head proudly, and stood at the bow of the ship as the true leader of the sanctuary.He loudly declared to the group of saint fighters, "You are all the same, don't be easily confused by the enemy's strategy! If you don't see the situation clearly, you can easily throw away your life. This will only make Lady Athena feel even more sad!"

I listened in a daze, listening to him care about Athena's sadness... It was as if I had been stabbed countless times, and I didn't care about the knife anymore.

"For those of us who burn our own lives to fight, saving our lives to the end is our weapon and our hope of victory!"

Hearing him say so solemnly and entrusted, suddenly another ominous premonition emerged from the numbness, I gritted my teeth and manipulated Farao to get up from the ground, and put all my thoughts against him, "It's really beautiful and righteous!" However, if Athena is herself now, she is reluctant to weigh her own heart----this door will never open!!"

Sisyphus ignored Farao, I was tightly tied to the magic piano, suppressed the self-awareness of Celestial Beast, and prevented him from making a move on this man——Watching Sisyphus jump off the boat, he slowly Stepping up the steps, I walked alone to the two solid giant doors where the Book of the Dead appeared.

I can see him very clearly.He closed his eyes tightly, and his long eyelashes hung down shockingly, reminding me of the overwhelmed layers of deep wheat ears.His face was still full of scars, broken skin, and burnt cheeks, but it showed such a strange calmness.It's like, it's the ruins of the peaceful and peaceful home after the flames of war, and it's worth all the blood and fire.

I stared straight at him, trying to sniff the peaceful and beautiful breath...

He lowered his head slightly, the wings of his body firmly blocked the shadow of the light, he turned to the position of the balance, and suddenly smiled softly.

"As long as I am alone, it is enough to bear all this."

A voice like a whisper came to my ears----I was still staring at his face, his moving lips--"My loyalty to Lord Athena, you can measure it, don't Do no more harm, Minos."

He felt it was me! ! !

However, in my sharply shrunken pupils, it was printed that Sisyphus stretched out his fist and blatantly punched his own chest! ! ! !No! ! ! !no no no! ! ! ! !Don't! ! !

The Book of the Dead wailed, and that was me screaming, even begging! !I desperately withdrew the thread of consciousness and thought power that was holding on to Farao! !

But the warrior with the eighth-sense sacred garment showed no mercy—his speed was far faster than when he was wearing the golden holy garment, but I was blinded to see everything: his hands were deeply embedded in the chest cavity of the holy garment, The warm knuckles were stained red with blood—resolute and powerful, the most beautiful heart was pulsating, but he seemed to be mercilessly picking a fruit, gritting his teeth and pulling it out of his body! !

A bloody heart with a pounding sound, smashed straight into the mural, and hit me who was struggling to fall off the balance! !It penetrated fiercely into my bosom, scorching hot on my robe, leaving scorching blood marks on it, and then fell to one end to sit on the seat——

I was trembling all over, and escaped from the different dimension of the book of the dead, my mind was foggy.

Standing in front of me was Sisyphus with his head hanging and shaking.Big streams of blood are flowing out from the terrifying blood hole in his holy garment's chest, staining everything red——my vision suddenly narrows, I can't hear the noise, and I don't care about the puppet who has regained freedom , I can only see Sisyphus slowly looking up at me.

"You... heart or something... I give it to you... I really hope that from now on..."

"..."

He stretched out his arm and punched what flew away?Is it me?No, it wasn't me in the scattered purple-black garb and the broken head of the cobra, I was still standing in front of him stupidly.His scorching blood splashed on my face.I dazedly stretched out my hand to touch my cheek, and my hand was full of liquid——my eye sockets were gushing out, salty and astringent, and it made me feel hot, and my heart was ripped out, and a hole was broken in my body. , to emerge.

I am crying.

His body has been dilapidated to the extreme, a mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth, he can't even speak with all his strength, and his breath is dying-"I will never surrender to the weighing scale controlled by the small universe... Do you understand? ...full of my sincerity...is not...my heart is...is..."

He supported until the door slowly opened a bright crack, because the balance was balanced.He finally fell on his back, his wings breaking off the dust.The blood that poured out of his body flowed under his body into a pool of broken blood-red lakes——everything completely, submerged in my rainy eyes.

how cold is ithow much pain?

The cruel and translucent pool of blood, the tears that fell from the depths of grief, condensed into a puddle, and slowly refracted many fragmented fragments - just like the ancient motto sung in the book of the undead, the true colors Slowly recover to appear.

I remembered.

I love him.Started a long time ago.

Even if the cycle of tens of thousands of years...I am completely unrecognizable...I love you all the time!

Tears kept falling, I turned around and lifted his heart from the scale in the mural.Gently, like the softest down feather, he walked over without disturbing, and I sat quietly beside him, just like a song sang.

"In the night that counts the years,

Please return my name to me.

Be the watchman on the steps of the east.

Let me sit quietly by his side,

When the gods announced their identities one by one,

Let me also remember my old name! "

I remembered my old name and everything I had watched on the Eastern Caucasus cliff.

Holding his heart, turning him over and hugging him, leaning against me with his warm body as a pillow, wiping the blood on his face with blurred tears, looking at the face of the person I love the most——it hasn’t changed.Everything about him hasn't changed.Loyalty and destiny have never changed.

He didn't faint like before, he opened his eyes and looked at me slightly, but at this moment, he couldn't see anything with his eyes.

I held the heart in my hand, and carefully filled it into his broken gap. Tears kept dripping. This crystal clear water drop, just like the dew from the laurel tree, sprinkled his wound and holy clothes.

"It's been a long time...I've come back to you again...I didn't expect to give you...to mend your internal organs..."

Gradually, a kind of light lit up, hotter and brighter than the noon sun, brighter and brighter than the moonlight, blending and intertwining, melting into the metal and flesh.At this time, his sacred clothes swelled with new vitality - powerful, gentle light flowing like the brightest water under the moon, extinguishing the Garuda flame that continued to burn in his body, Carefully repairing the nerves and blood vessels in the chest - I touched him again, and felt the steady beating sound of the chest under the palm of my hand - this is, using my blood and tears, to stimulate and fully recover The sacred garment, the miracle it deserves.

He's healed up.

And I... I have remembered everything.My tears are finally dry.The last drops fell and landed on the back of his hand.

Sisyphus's complexion gradually improved, and he had an expression of vague memories, and tried to raise his hand, trying to touch my cheek, "You...you are..."

His pupils were gray and he still couldn't see the world.

I turned my head away, refusing him to touch my face.Seeing the trembling hand he tried to raise - I couldn't bear to gently hold his wrist, lead him down, and forced a smile on him, and said shortly, "You finally got your wish. I... Stay with you, just a little while longer."

In front of the slowly opened door, a group of saints with different expressions were waiting.Shion was the first to jump off the boat as a golden saint—he stared at me and Sisyphus, who was recovering his strength, and stopped Regulus from rushing towards us.

I looked at them calmly, then looked down at Sisyphus——stretched my hand into his hair again, and slowly smoothed his brown hair.And as the soft and rich flaxen sense of touch combed through my fingers with peace of mind, my state of mind was also clear-I think, he comprehended the eighth sense, and was wearing a sacred garment with healing power. In the face of a big battle again, I can finally, rest assured.

At this time, Sisyphus, who had been quietly letting me manipulate him, turned his head and looked towards the door vigilantly——the slightly opened door suddenly stopped moving.

Farao, who was in a state of embarrassment, was full of resentment, and blocked the door with anger: "Don't be too happy!! Damn saints!!! I swear by the dignity of the pharaoh and the curse of Farao--never Let you lowly humans pass!!!"

Facing the outflanking golden saints, he gritted his teeth, "Close it!! The gate of the kingdom of the dead!!!" Farao hysterically burned his last small universe, and put all the characters in the book of the dead The gods and gods were all turned into a tar-like black sticky substance, and countless pulling dead souls surged out of it, pulling the door back to fill it up, without the slightest gap.

"Ahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" He laughed wantonly at the door in tattered dark clothes, "The key to the Kingdom of the Dead has been destroyed and can no longer be opened again!! You mere mortals will never want to step in again!! "

Sisyphus, who was lying in my arms, heard this, and tried to support his body----I raised my hand and pressed him, and touched his temples with my fingers, and said softly, "Do you want to, I have the sacred clothes, so I plan to... burn the small universe to the limit, and try to attack and break through that door?"

After finishing speaking, I didn't need him to answer. I sighed and murmured, "Yes. You are such a character. Why should I ask more questions? But, Sisyphus... I accidentally deflected an arrow earlier, which seriously injured you. That's the only thing I feel, I'm sorry for you. I never want, and I'm not willing to hurt you."

"Now... just let me, let me make it up, let me do one more thing for you." My voice was extremely calm, ignoring the back of my hand that had been cracked, I took his bow and arrow in one hand, and stood up slowly .

"I'll come, open this door." With an incomparable cold light flowing in my hand, I told everyone clearly.

Farao opened his teeth and claws like a mad cat, "Stop dreaming, hateful Minos!! How dare you betray Hades to help the Saint!!! Look at your appearance that is about to shatter, and you can't even wear the dark clothes Still want to open the door!? Except for the real God of Light——only the power of the God of Light, Apollo, can open it!!!”

----Oh, am I about to shatter?I raised my arms and saw the deep cracks on this body... so what?As for Mingyi... Hehe.

The griffin beast Mingyi stood on the side of the gate.It has only one partner in its life, and it has never regretted its choice, but at this moment it has finally restrained its wings and is alone.

Sisyphus has been supported by Shion to stand up, he is eager to walk towards me but I, who set up a bow and arrow, yelled: "Don't come here!!"

Shi On shook his shoulders and said seriously, "Or, we can try the method of three gold saints working together..."

I disdain to say any more, I have already piously pressed an arrow between my fingers.I aimed my bow at the gate—Falaol at the gate met the arrow viciously.

Ignoring the finger fragments that collapsed first after the small universe was burned - the white linen robe is the only thing that can wrap this body, it doesn't matter whether the body can bear it, I - call out the true power in the depths of the soul .

I raised my head and looked up at the sky----a dark crescent moon shone on me, and my black hair fluttered on my shoulders like the wind.I remember, from the dark night of old, the light that illuminates is born, share the same mother, the same blood as me - I remember, flowers bloom, swans come, a pair of gods of light are born under the palm tree , holding the invincible arrow----Apollo! ! !

At this moment, the warm and dazzling golden light suddenly poured down from above, and the dark moon in the sky was illuminated brightly and brightly by the sunshine that appeared proudly with a tacit understanding, burning from my pupils into my firm fingertips!The arrow set off an arc of light, as bright as the most beautiful full moon!It swishes out of its hand, wantonly splitting a path of light that smashes the darkness, powerful and sharp, and will never turn back! !

There was a loud "boom", and the moment the powerful silver light entered, Farao, who was pierced through, showed an expression of disbelief, and then froze and disappeared.The door leading to Hades' palace complex was also pierced by light, shaking violently.After the rays of light dissipated, it completely collapsed and cracked, revealing a deep and vast sea of ​​clouds space behind it.

That's it.

I panted slightly, and raised my face to the sky again—bathed in the real moonlight, the bright and clear light illuminated everything, and quickly replenished the power of my soul and the power of divinity.

Shi On witnessed all this, he was not dumbfounded like everyone else, but blurted out a familiar poem: "...in the alternation of eternity and loneliness, time is infinite, all light, all prophecy, and all medicine belong to Arrows of light—until night reigns, and moonlight weakens them."

"So, that's what it means!! So Minos, you are... you are..."

Sasha, who was holding a golden rod, suddenly showed surprise, "Ah! Could it be you? My sister who disappeared for a long time! Al..."

I couldn't bear the name being called out by her, so I interrupted fiercely and shouted, "Shut up!! You trash!!!"

After finishing speaking, he still stared at her with disgust and sneered—"Athena, remember, your troubles have only just begun!!!."

I am upright, and lay the bow and arrow horizontally, the bow and arrow belonging to Sisyphus.

Raising my hand again, through the wide gap between the palms, I took a last look at the man who was completely healed.This blind man has an eighth sense...or vaguely remembers the eighth sense, and remembers more men, who are separating Shi Ang from the others, trying to come towards me.

His face was as handsome and gentle as ever, more alive than a marble statue of a hero.His tall body restored by divine power is no longer hindered. As a soldier and a human being, he can survive in a healthy and strong manner.

I looked at his anxious look, at his drooping bushy eyelashes, and at his desire to talk to me—but I was unable to throb, and I didn’t even want to hug and hug me deeply. Happiness and intimacy...although it seems very close.

I lowered my eyes and thought so coldly——on the other end of the scale in his heart, Athena triumphantly marked the weight of love and hope, which made my heart burnt into ashes.And this is... the second time I experienced almost the same thing: for the sake of the goal, he repeatedly chose to sacrifice without hesitation.

So, with a flash of my figure, I resolutely entered the gate.

The author has something to say:

The rice dregs are going to go to the end of the bliss.