[Greek Mythology] Dangxiu Tai traveled through ancient Greece

After rejecting Hades for a long time, until the earth entered the harvest autumn, Flores had not seen each other again.

He was sure Hades had given up and put the matter behind him.

What troubled him recently was that his divine power seemed to have reached a bottleneck. Even though his beliefs accounted for a large proportion of human beings, it had no effect on the improvement of his divine power.

Flores had some suspicions in his heart that the Flower Godhead was not a powerful Godhead, and the Medicine Godhead he condensed later was also the same, unless there was an opportunity to complete an absolute breakthrough, otherwise it could only be like this.

To be honest, compared with the Ice and Snow Godheads that could easily bring the world into the Ice Age, the Flower Godheads and the Medicine Godheads are too weak to look at.

One day, he was planting herbs behind the temple, when Deucalion hurried over and pulled him away, "Flores, I need your help!"

Seeing that he was so anxious that his brows were on fire, Flores didn't struggle, "What happened?"

"Pyla is giving birth!"

"Huh? Deucalion, I said I can't deliver babies!"

"I know, but...Pyla bleeds a lot, and the baby is too big to come out!"

Flores' heart sank. Although he didn't know what it was like for a woman to give birth, he could tell from Deucalion's description that Pyrrha's condition was very bad.

The two soon rushed to the residence of Deucalion and his wife, when a woman ran over in a panic holding a bloody lump of flesh, "Deucalion, this child...he is not breathing!"

Pila, who was still lying on the bed, was pale and her lower body was covered in blood. Hearing this, she immediately let out a scream, "No! My child!"

Deucalion took the lump of meat with trembling hands, tears streaming down his face, "God, is this the punishment of the gods?!"

Flores also felt uncomfortable. He frowned and looked at the little baby. It was really not good-looking, even a little ugly. There were blood stains on the closed eyes, small hands clenched into fists, and red feet. Ya drooped lifelessly.

He saw that the life in the child was rapidly dissipating.

This is the grandson of Prometheus, he is still so young, he has not opened his eyes to see the world properly.

If he can survive, he may grow up to be a strong young man like his father in ten years, and he will happily run and hunt in the forest.

Flores drew out the Sakura Drunken Swords, and slowly made a dance movement under Deucalion's sad and puzzled eyes. It was Qixiu's resurrection skill "Wonderful Dance".

When talking about things like resurrection, I can always think of some taboos and the like. After thinking about this kind of thing, I know that I can't try it easily, so Flores has hardly used this skill until now.

It was the only time I tried to use Narcissus's daffodil, but there was no reaction at all. I don't know if it didn't work because the target was a flower or if such a heaven-defying skill itself shouldn't exist.

But at this moment, facing the corpse of this little baby, Flores suddenly wanted to try it.

As the dance steps started, a pink halo appeared under his feet, and he gradually felt that the divine power in his body was quickly extracted, turned into vigorous vitality, and poured into that small body.

With the sharp decrease of divine power in his body, Flores' complexion gradually turned pale. The most correct choice at this moment was to stop, but there was an inexplicable unwillingness in his heart that drove him to persevere.

The wreath on his head withered, and his red lips turned white.

But at this time, on the ground, in the mountains, in the wilderness, at the bottom of the valley, by the stream, wherever there are flowers, the originally brilliant flowers will wither and wither quickly, and the flower branches will also shrivel and dry up and turn into withered grass.

Not only on the earth, but also on Mount Olympus where the gods live, the flowers in the gardens of various temples are also withering.

At this moment, Flores didn't know what was going on outside. After the last bit of divine power in his body was exhausted, his eyes turned black, and he seemed to hear the cry of a baby vaguely.

Succeeded?

Before he had time to think, his whole body softened, and his whole body was plunged into darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, a silvery white light appeared in front of his eyes. After carefully identifying it for a while, Flores discovered that it was a snowflake.

He didn't know where it was, and he couldn't even perceive his own existence. Except for the darkness in front of him, there was this snowflake in front of him.

The snowflakes fluttered in front of him, almost making him dizzy, when another pink spot appeared in the darkness, showing the shape of a small flower.

The snowflakes that were drifting slowly suddenly rushed towards Xiaohua, and Xiaohua did not dodge and followed to meet them, and then the two flowers, one white and one red, started to wander around like playing a game.

They are moving faster and faster, and the light on their bodies is getting brighter and brighter, as if they are fighting for the front, and they seem to be constantly growing themselves in the battle with each other.

Flores was so bored looking at the trails of light dragging behind them, if it wasn't for the wrong color, it would look like a gossip.

etc!yin and yang!

Snowflakes refer to ice and snow, ice and snow imply death, and blooming flowers are the embodiment of vitality and vitality. The two, life and death, yin and yang, are two extremes.

He heard from his grandfather that a lonely yin will not grow, and a single yang will not grow, so the heaven and the earth are matched with yin and yang.Yin and Yang are not isolated and static, but relative, dependent, ebb and flow, and transformational.

Just like light and darkness, there is a relationship of symbiosis and coexistence.

Ice and snow and flowers can also coexist naturally.

A red and a white light suddenly exploded in front of him, the red and white light fell like fireworks, and then turned into a ball of golden light, rushing towards him aggressively.

Flores woke up immediately.

"Flores, great, you're finally awake!" Deucalion's surprised face appeared above him.

"Deucalion?" He sat up, and could feel the abundant energy in his body. This level of strength was not much stronger than Xioni's ice power.

"Flores, thank you," Deucalion looked at him gratefully, "Of course, I also want to congratulate you."

Deucalion is a descendant of the Titan God, so he can naturally feel the promotion of his divine power.

Flores shook her head, also a little surprised, "I didn't expect that either."

This time it was a blessing in disguise, if it wasn’t for saving Deucalion’s child, he exhausted the vitality in his body, aroused the symbiotic connection between the Ice and Snow Godhead and the Flower Godhead, and added a lot of merits, he still didn’t know what to do. How long have you been stuck in this bottleneck period?

"By the way," he suppressed the joy in his heart, and turned to Deucalion, "how is your child?"

"He's at Pyrrha's place now, and he's in good health." Deucalion smiled happily as a new father. "According to what my father said before, we'll name him Helen."

"It's good for the child to be healthy." Flores thought of the great amount of merit he had gained after waking up, which was even comparable to what he had gained from teaching humans to plant. He faintly felt that this child named Helen might not be simple.

"However, you made too much noise this time." Deucalion looked worried, "The gods on Mount Olympus may have noticed."

"Don't worry," Flores had already thought of a way to deal with it, "They won't care about a little flower god like me."

Deucalion hesitated to speak, he was really embarrassed to explain to his simple friend that they may not care about you, but they will definitely care about your face.

Flores suddenly remembered what he said earlier, "By the way, you said I was making too much noise? What is making too much noise?"

Could it be possible that such a small god's promotion of divine power could alarm the gods?

Deucalion walked to the door silently, "Come and have a look."

Flores walked up to him full of doubts, looked out, and was immediately stunned.

All kinds of flowers are blooming irrespective of the season and climate, and the people coming and going outside the door are clearing the dense flower bushes that block the gate and the road, and these bright and dazzling flower bushes have spread to the distant mountains and forests, colorful The flowers converge into an endless sea of ​​flowers, with almost no end in sight.

"This is comparable to the Ice Age brought by Xioni." Deucalion had a complicated look on his face, and then he suddenly smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Of course, you are much better than that guy."

Siony Flores has mixed feelings:  …

His bony fingers folded a brilliant red lily, and the tall King of the Underworld looked at the gorgeous red, as if he saw the young man in red who was more beautiful than the flowers.

"Your Majesty." White Winged Hypnos fell behind him.

Hades stared down at the flower in his hand, "How is he?"

"Flores is safe and sound." Hypnos endured it, and finally couldn't help it: "Your Majesty, since you care about Flores so much, why don't you go and see him yourself?"

Since His Majesty came back with those two swords some time ago, although his appearance was the same, Hypnos still noticed his anxiety and depression, and always took out the two swords in a daze when no one was around.

...obviously rejected.

However, His Majesty still went to the ground to spy on Flores secretly from time to time, obviously not giving up yet, but never appeared in front of Flores.

But this time, when he noticed that the movement on the ground seemed to be related to Flores, His Majesty hurried to the ground, but he stayed here after arriving, not even going to see Flores in secret.

Hypnos has always been proud of his brain that is more intelligent and thoughtful than his brother Danatus, but this time he is just as incomprehensible as Thanadus.

Hades lowered his eyes and remained silent.

During this period of time, he has been restraining himself, not to do anything to hurt him in front of Flores.

But waiting for such a long time, how long can he restrain himself.

The hand holding the flower branch tightened suddenly, and crushed the red lily into a ball, squeezing out the bright red and sticky juice.

The author has something to say: Note: From the ancient Fengshui book "Xue Xin Fu" and Cheng Yunsheng's "Children's Learning Qiong Lin·Couples"

Helen is not a simple child. The Greek word comes from his name. Each of his sons created a major race (from Baidu Encyclopedia). from.

Reading the comments, everyone is discussing the god of spring. In fact, I have never understood how the saying that Persephone is the god of spring came from. Persephone has no clear status on Mount Olympus. hidden.She is only a goddess of seeds that symbolizes fertility, not a god of spring. You can also go to Baidu Encyclopedia to check her out. Don’t believe what is said in other places. Most of them are fabricated and spread, just like the saying that Medusa is a priest of Athena. , Medusa is one of the Gorgons, not a priest of Athena, this is fiction.

Spring God is one of the three timing goddesses born of Themis. I have written about this before. They are still gods of the sun god, and their status is not high, just like the muses.Then when I wrote about the appearance of Themis on Mount Olympus, I don’t know if you noticed. Themis said that Xioni controls the winter, which means that Xioni’s status is above the time sequence, and then Even if the status of the flower god is not high, it is impossible for the god of spring to belong to the god, and the status of the god of spring is not much higher.