[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

I was thinking of the precious time and opportunity to get along with Sisyphus in private, which was destroyed by the intruder—just after I poked my fingers into his hair, and before I could comb it intimately, the hateful Capricorn appeared in front of me again— ---

I stared angrily at the damned El Cid: Throwing down the mountain from the Sagittarius Palace, the golden saint who was bound by a puppet line fell into a free fall and suffered a slight fracture. Wouldn’t it be nice if my subordinates were merciful and replaced for myself? ?

Based on the so-called principle, he didn't call a helper, he stubbornly insisted on staying in the Sagittarius Palace to fight me one-on-one, just like a mule who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong----humans can use whips hard when dealing with livestock that hate wandering places that don't suit them Smoke it, or kill it!

And me?I took a look at my beloved Sisyphus, for the sake of him, I still have to endure, and I can't kill this goat!

Seeing me standing within the wings of Sisyphus, he cautiously refrained from punching me.But look at the messy Sagittarius Palace: the rose petals are scattered, and the bookcases are also damaged-everything here is carefully arranged by me!

Even if El Cid was tied tightly with the star puppet string again, it would not help. He stared at me with cold and angry eyes, and said something like "Don't think that this kind of thing can make the saint retreat". Kind of big talk--I really couldn't whisper to Sisyphus in this situation, so I finally had no choice but to open the passage and leave temporarily in a fit of anger.

However, this is actually just the beginning - after that, every time I step into the familiar Sagittarius Palace to visit, I will be attacked by sword energy.Elcid stood firmly in front of the motionless and sleepy Sisyphus, as if he was a bait, trying to hunt me down with that blunt so-called holy sword.

I couldn't get along with Sisyphus alone for several days, and I saw El Cid as a thorn in my side—but I wanted to see Sisyphus anyway, and I didn't want to be disappointed, so I had to think about it Open the space exit in the ruins of the star building, hide there, and use the vision of the small universe to fly to the Sagittarius Palace—seeking and circling like a griffin separated from its partner, but can't really land, can't actually touch him.

And it's all reduced to peeping, so I just watched enough: other saints will also come to visit Sisyphus.Maybe my small universe has already surpassed the seventh sense - I can unscrupulously see the actions of the golden saints with the seventh sense, but they are ignorant.

I disdain Cancer Manigot, who said casually in front of the sleeping Sisyphus, "Brother, remember, the lesson of this encounter tells us that beautiful guys are cruel----who Make you so soft-hearted?"

I can ignore Tong Hu and Shi On muttering that I'm too defiant to come and go swaggeringly.They also discussed and studied the strange power of the underworld warrior-why can I break through the seal of the goddess Athena?Pooh!It's her own trash!

But I couldn't be indifferent to someone's reaction.

Used by Athena and the Pope as a servant, the Leo Golden Warrior Regulus, who was sent to complete some mission elsewhere, came back half a month after Hades attacked the sanctuary, and only then heard a series of bad news.

Regulus, who was still a big child, walked slowly into the Sagittarius Palace. Although he was resolute on the surface, the expression in his eyes was clearly like a wounded and stubborn cub.He said softly to the group of people guarding Sisyphus, "Thank you all, I want to stay alone with my uncle for a while."

I saw him squat down suddenly after everyone backed out, his brown-haired head bowed beside Sisyphus' shining golden bow, he clenched his fists tightly, and then tremblingly covered his eyes--- - "That guy...Minos...we all really like him...how could he, like this!?"

I looked at the angry and sad little lion, and opened my mouth in vain--actually at a distance, I could not explain it for myself.

"He's a fighter from the underworld... same as the one who killed my father, my father was killed by a fighter from underworld with despicable means--Uncle Sisyphus, you too--"

By the gods, I have no intention of harming Sisyphus.However, I looked sadly at my lover who was still hanging his head—he was seriously injured because of an arrow thrown by me!I even smiled at him, which actually made him startled without fully defending himself--would Sisyphus think I did it on purpose?Thinking of this, I couldn't say anything, and cut off my perception in embarrassment.

That night, after Regulus returned to the Palace of the Lions, he personally tore up all the tapestries and mattresses I had arranged for him, and stuffed them into the blazing hearth to burn them to ashes.Tossed in with it, was a shiny gold lion badge for the bravest.He has a pure heart, which means that he has made a break with the past. Am I an enemy from now on?

I returned to the city of Hades very dejectedly, and at night I let myself fall into the silk cushion package weakly, why did I feel faintly cold?What if... I was thinking about the soothing warmth in Sisyphus's chest, and after tossing and turning, I suddenly came up with an idea: how about letting Regulus and Sisyphus see their dead relatives?

Instigated by this idea, I quietly returned to the underworld.Most of Hades City on the ground is people from Pandora and Radamandes. My subordinates, headed by Luni, all stayed in the first prison of the underworld to maintain the basic balance of the underworld.And the other Garuda King of the Big Three sits in the deepest part of the town.This means that no one can control my private actions - I remember that the third circle of the eighth prison, which is the closest to the ice hell, has a palace for me.

Stepping into the First Hell Tribunal——the magnificent Palace of Judgment, a group of my servants are sitting at the table, concentrating on writing.It's as quiet here as usual, only my steps on the steps are as white as clean bones, as crisp as raindrops beating drums.

And on the tall trial seat, a figure sighed deeply, got up respectfully, and came to greet me gracefully.

"Are you back, my lord? We are very busy now."

Tian Yingxing Luni is an elegant and bookish handsome man, with a judge's luxurious robes on his dark clothes, holding a black quill pen, "Welcome back, Lord Minos." He knelt on one knee and saluted me .

I looked at Lu Ni's fair forehead, and felt a little guilty for some reason - after all, I threw all the responsibilities that I didn't want to perform to him.This time I came back because I missed the golden saint in the world, and I was going to the ice hell to find his brother back, but I didn't intend to work hard.

"Thank you, Luni. Sure enough, the war on the ground has spread here." I let out a long sigh, and told Lu Ni it.

"In order to give Athena's saints a cruel truth in the future-they thought that after death in battle, there would be eternal peace." I said directly, "I'm going to the ice hell, and tell the most The strong gold saint, Ilias found it, and used it as my puppet to control him, and when the time comes, I will direct him to appear in front of Athena's stupid saint—hehehehe."

"Lu Ni, please check for me the exact location of Elias' body."

Lu Ni did not object, and led me into the huge library, opened the omniscient Book of Hades, and told me the answer.

I was about to leave, but he frowned and said, "There is one more thing, Lord Minos."

"The subordinates discovered an incomprehensible thing. The crimes of human Aaron are still being updated. His soul should have been wiped out by Hades."

I smiled, lowered my eyes and said, "I know, Luni. Sometimes the power of the human soul is stronger than we think. I understand what you reminded me. But... in my hands, there will be no A disconnected puppet! Just like Hades, Hades, the obsession to lose to that mortal! Everything is just a matter of mood—His Majesty Hades just doesn’t want to wake up now.”

"And I won't let the puppet break free and run away!"

In the eternal cold of a vast expanse of white ice and snow, I looked far into the distance——the blizzard never stops, and the blowing on my face hurts a little.There are countless dark lumps out of the ice here, but they are not rocks.Rather, the remains of the dead souls of the saints are the stepping stones to victory for that ostentatious goddess of war.

It can be vaguely seen that under the ice layer, the human stumps are frozen in a state of struggle, and the jaws are still screaming on the shriveled skulls - don't call that bitch Athena, your tragic situation She never cared, there will be a new batch of victims waiting for her more than 200 years later, enshrining her, and dying for her-after achieving her reputation as a god of war, she simply returned to the heavens to become a goddess, and put you Throw it away as garbage.

I walked slowly on the ice, trying my best not to step on those bodies that have been tortured by years of ice and cold, and the positions of the eyes of the black holes, do they still have the sight of the soul?No--the consciousness of the dead soul, only pain remains.All the glory and legends of the past can't be worn out by this endless, icy and snow-covered world.

I looked around coldly. In the freezing hell, the only thing flowing right now was the reflection light of my dark garment——was refined by the color of ice and snow like a gloomy dagger pierced into this extremely cold place. Finally, he stopped in front of an ice wall.

With the help of Luni's location, I found the ghost of Elias.This is the first time I have seen Sisyphus' half-brother, Regulus' father: the strongest Leo gold saint of the previous generation that exists in the legend of the sanctuary.

After death, he froze into this appearance... The brown hair was lifeless like a wilting mess, the cheeks were partially sunken, and the body was decayed.

I pursed my lips, and looked up and down seriously--compared to the dead man next to him who didn't know which era, whose skull was so frozen that his teeth were white, I could still barely see that he was alive. At that time, he was a heroic and mature man.

If such a body still retains the consciousness of suffering, it is indeed a cruel enough punishment.I sighed, condensed the power of the small universe with my fingertips, and a silver-white light pierced into the ten thousand-year ice wall——the ice layer broke!

I quickly pulled Elias out before freezing again.Seeing that the silvery frost began to devour his body again—sigh, I can't show Regulus and Sisyphus this half-decayed appearance, I have to restore it first.

Dolomia is the closest to the ice hell, my palace.The attendants guarding the palace here certainly didn't dare to say a word to me when I brought back a dead soul.I changed into a robe, took a glass of bright red pomegranate juice, and drank it while walking towards the steaming spring bath in the depths of the palace.

I threw Ilias in first when I came here, now what?

I looked at Ilias, who was soaking in the healing hot springs of Hades, still motionless—looking left and right, he looked like a badly damaged ancient Roman statue, and it would take a lot of work to restore its shape .

Thinking of the people sitting quietly in the Sagittarius Palace on the ground with such a solemn expression, I couldn't help sighing again, sat down and murmured, "Sisyphus is also like this now, no response. But... I will cure him , and will definitely not let him fall into the ice hell to suffer."

"By the way, I have a lot of opinions on you, Elias. You are the brother he admired and regarded as a great hero since he was a child-but, hehe, you colluded with the witches of Delphi and made him see himself in advance The fate of the future—he atones for the crimes he didn’t commit, and lives with guilt in the sanctuary! He wants to sacrifice his life to protect his compatriots—hehehehe, do you think I will tolerate this happening?”

"Let me introduce myself first. I am the warrior of Hades who is destined to lead Sisyphus to the correct future—the heavenly noble star Minos. It is Sisyphus who deeply likes it from the bottom of his heart. He taught me how to use bow and arrow.”

I spoke brazenly, drank the pomegranate juice and threw the gold cup away, waded into the hot spring and walked around the former golden Leo warrior. "He is as tall as you. During the years of your death, Sisyphus has grown into a warrior who can surpass your legend. Elias, he is still your son's master. Regulus He has inherited Leo's golden holy clothes, and is a little genius in the sanctuary."

Elias' eyes were still lifeless.Poker face.The hot and humid steam wet his short hair, and I reached out to touch it----it still didn't have the best flax-like, soft and strong clean feeling like Sisyphus's brown hair.

"Sisyphus is completely different from you. He always smiles, has a soft heart, sincerely cares about people, and is a leader of the new generation. If he hadn't resigned himself, he would be the next pope, and he took his son to live in seclusion You are completely different! But he still said that he would never marry in this life, and dedicate his life to Athena—that damned little bitch." I said with resentment, "What? Elias , do you also miss your own son, miss your younger brother, continue to be deceived by the so-called goddess, and work hard for her in exchange for falling into the icy hell forever after death?"

Of course I can't get an answer from the Revenant.He has been frozen for about ten years, and he hasn't completely turned into the predecessors with white faces and teeth, and decayed and shriveled facial features--the only thing the soul can feel now is that the biting cold is gradually melting away?

"Forget it, don't care what you think. I don't care about the haunting of the dead. I can't turn my palm anyway. I don't care if you can hear it or not, Elias. Anyway, this holy war is the last one! After our victory in Hades , will establish a new world of the land of the dead, and that hypocritical Athena will never dare to come to the world again!" After speaking, I suddenly stood up, lifted the gauze curtain, and ordered the kneeling attendant to say, "I have already entangled this holy fighter with a puppet thread. Lock him here first. You should pay close attention to his consciousness and treat him with hot springs every day. I will often come to inspect him."

After rushing back from Hades to the city of Hades on the ground, the sky is already bright, but even if the light shines through the glass rose window, the city is only dim.I walked alone in the long corridor and walked towards my own hall - I was really tired from running back and forth from the sanctuary to the underworld.Especially... When I was touched by the scene, I remembered the nightmare of Sisyphus being imprisoned in the ice hell but still thinking about Athena.

That can never happen.I repeated to myself.His way forward is to be led towards immortality by me. I just need to be patient and careful, and one day I will be able to return to his warm embrace and see his gentle smile every day.

In the silence of the city of Hades, I miss Sisyphus's voice and smile, like a nightingale in a thick fog misses the fragrance of rose treetops - the person who can bring me peace and happiness is far away thousands of miles away , still asleep.But in fact, I only see the darkness in the depths of Hades City, and the cold sight of the sculptures on both sides, and --- I looked at the black-clothed priest emerging from the darkness, and moved my lips with a wry smile.

The god of death, Danatus, held a blood-red flower and walked towards me, sniffing lightly, "You don't need to salute, Minos—you haven't been very happy these days. It's Sanctuary that made you angry again. Yet?"

I didn't deny it, just looking at Danatus' black glass-like pupils, the god of death is also very suitable for a black god----for him, the world is just a huge tomb.

"Don't take it to heart, if you have time, why not come to the air platform of our Twin Gods? Play chess and drink tea together. Those people in the sanctuary are not even as good as ants, but just like bubbles floating in the mud. Dust mustard—even if you accidentally step on it, don’t mind.”

I smiled at him and said politely, "You are very interesting. I will definitely visit you some other day. Today I want to rest first----"

Danatus blocked my way with his hand, looked at me and said with a smile, "By the way, Minos, His Majesty Pluto is painting in a closed space now, and no one is seen. Our two brothers have taken over the supreme command-- --When you wake up, we will discuss the battle situation and arrangements with you."

...These two seem to have launched a coup or something, and imprisoned Aaron in their eyes.Didn't I remind the kid?But to be fair, even if he has part of the power of Pluto, in terms of scheming, how can he be the opponent of a god who has lived since the age of mythology.

I decided to pretend I didn't know about it, but I was more concerned about the situation of the battle and the power of command--according to the meaning of the god of death, did you want to discuss with me?

I am full of eagerness to plan everything that can step on Pandora and torture the slut Athena - so I smiled slightly and said to Danatus, "How can I be affected by my delay?" What about the arrangements for the two adults to defeat Athena? Now, I can't wait to listen to it right away."

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Even if Elias is conscious, he can only pretend not to be conscious.