[Greek Mythology] Dangxiu Tai traveled through ancient Greece

But to be honest, most of the gods here are capricious and capricious. Even if Hades seems to really give up, as long as the other party hasn't left, he can't completely let go. He carried it to the carriage.

Flores' eyes rolled around, and then she stared at the fabric on Hades' chest, and said, "Then, Your Majesty Hades, you can just put me here, I know I will go back road."

So hurry up and go, don't look back.

A hand suddenly pinched his chin and lifted his face, and Hades' face came into view unexpectedly.

He looked at the young man in front of him, with undisguised melancholy and loneliness in his eyes, and his voice was as low as a sigh, "Flores, this time I let you go, not because I was afraid of your threat. But...you already have control over me."

Before Flores had time to digest the meaning of his words, the lord of Hades had already jumped into the carriage. His waist-length black hair and black clothes drew an arc in the wind, and he drove into the front without looking back. in the cracks of the ground.

The cracks on the ground immediately closed, and there was no trace of cracks.

After standing there for a while, Flores whistled for the horse that had been following behind.

As a result, I took a closer look and saw that there were six pink and tender rabbits hanging on this handsome horse. After approaching, these little guys jumped on him one by one, one nested on top of his head, two Only one was on his shoulder, two were hanging on his arm, and one was grabbing at the hem of his clothes trying to climb up.

No matter how bad the mood was, they would miraculously get better after seeing these cute animals. Flores let them hang on his body, grabbed the reins of the god horse, jumped up, and walked back slowly.

Today's human faith is of little use to him, but it is still very useful to Narcissus.

So since he got the blood of Nemesis to water the narcissus, he hid the narcissus together with the flower pot in the statue of a god in one of his temples with stronger faith, so that Narcissus could absorb the faith.

Coupled with the blood of Nemesis, the flower buds on the daffodil plants are not far from blooming.

By the end of this spring, Narcissus will probably also bloom, and his agreement with Deucalion will also expire. At that time, he will take Narcissus back to visit Kephissos, and then carefully plan the plot to seize the god of revenge. matter.

Thinking of a hopeful and bright future, he was immediately full of energy, with a bright smile on his face, and galloped happily in the mountains and forests with his horse belly.

Today, Flores was resting leisurely under a big tree. Under the tree was Helen, the eldest son of Deucalion. A strong young man is practicing archery in style.

Under his intentional hiding, the boy under the tree did not find him.

The child he saved didn't actually know him, no, maybe he did, knew the statue in his temple.

Since Deucalion founded the city and became king, he reduced his presence in their presence.

Flores is very clear about the definition of his own position. The ancient West was barbaric and bloody. Human beings have a natural instinct to fight. When there are more people, the class will be clear, and then there will be disputes and dissatisfaction. This is a historical necessity. There will be a process, and he doesn't want to get involved.

What made him curious was that whenever he saw the child Helen, he would always have a subtle feeling that this child was special, but he couldn't see why. This inexplicable emotion made him a little curious , so when I have time, I will come to observe it secretly.

When he was considering whether to pretend to be a human being to get acquainted with Helen, he suddenly heard a familiar call——

"Flores?"

"Flores, where are you?"

"Flores?"

Shock came to him like a sea wave, Flores sat up suddenly, slipped her hand and almost fell off the tree.

Naxi!

It's Narcissus!

He didn't care that the big tree under him suddenly shook because of his actions, and the fallen leaves attracted Helen's confused eyes, and he flew excitedly towards his temple.

Flying into the temple, he drew his sword and poked a hole in the naked left foot of his idol, then stirred vigorously to widen the hole, revealing the daffodils blooming inside.

"Narcissus, are you awake?"

"It's me." The small white flower shone faintly. Narcissus' voice was as indifferent as ever, but there was a hint of joy, "Flores, it really is you. I guessed it when I regained consciousness." , I must be able to wake up because of you."

After such a long time, being able to hear Narcissus' voice again, Flores couldn't suppress the smile on his face, but covered his lips with his fist, and tried to look angry, "Don't make a very angry look. You know what I look like, if you really knew me, you wouldn't have committed suicide back then, and I spent so much energy to save you!"

The daffodil was silent for a long time, and it seemed that even the shimmering petals had become dimmed. After a long time, Narcissus' voice came out, "Flores, I'm sorry."

Seeing that he seemed to really care, Flores sighed and took out the flowerpot, "Narcissus, you are my best brother, we will face whatever happens together in the future, this is why I wanted to tell you."

"Ah."

One person and one flower continued to talk about what happened in these years. When Flores hesitated to talk about Leriope and Kefessus, Narcissus was silent for a long time.

As time passed, Flores was no longer as sad about Leriope's death as before. Over the years, he only wanted to avenge Nemesis, and later he wanted to revive Narcissus. I have to switch identities and play two roles, and I don't have time to think about other things.

But for Narcissus, who has been sleeping for many years, everything happened not long ago. When he woke up, he had already lost his mother, his father lost his son and wife one after another, and now he was alone, so life must not be good.

And what is the reason for all these changes?

It's just that Nemesis thought he had too much good luck and too much love.

A few drops of transparent water suddenly appeared on the petals of the narcissus.

Flores' heart constricted, and she faintly felt that Narcissus was crying, but how could it be possible?

Narcissus has always been a proud and conceited guy, how could he do such a thing as crying.

Ignoring the sourness that rose in his heart, he turned his eyes to the statue that he had slit open on his ankle, and said in a low voice, "Cough, don't think that everything will be fine when you wake up, don't forget that the curse on your body is still alive." It has not been lifted, you are fine now, once you regain your human form, the effect of the curse cannot be erased."

"Don't worry, I can hold back." Narcissus' voice became cold, "Although my emotions are subject to curses, my soul is not. I know what I should do."

"Then do you know how to lift the curse?" Flores deliberately raised the bar. From just now until now, he hasn't said a word about the Vengeful Godhead and Erinyes.

To his surprise, Narcissus gave the answer clearly.

"Kill Nemesis," the pure white daffodil turned scarlet like blood in an instant, "Flores, the moment I became conscious, the godhead in me pointed out the path I should take in the future .This is a contest of fate. Only one of us can survive."

Flores understood immediately.

Narcissus drank the divine blood of the Nemesis Goddess who was an enemy, and condensed the revenge godhead out of his hatred for the enemy. Although his godhead is still very weak, the dark godhead of revenge cannot coexist. They are going to devour each other. Under the influence of Godhead, Narcissus also understood his own destiny.

Either life or death, there is no room for anything.

Although Narcissus regained consciousness, he still asked Flores to continue hiding himself in the idol.

Although Flores is known among humans as the God of Flowers and Medicine, it may be because the belief in the gods has not yet been widely popularized or because his statues are beautiful... Many humans come to his temple to appeal various.

Some pray for wealth, some pray for power, some pray for love and marriage, and some even pray for children...?

In his spare time, Flores will carefully judge the character of the other party, and he will mostly satisfy those who are qualified and not too demanding.

But there are two appeals that he has always ignored.

One is to ask him to meet in person... When he encounters this kind of situation, he will give the other party a small lesson at the beginning, but after a long time, he will listen and turn a blind eye.

The other is to seek God's punishment.

The so-called divine punishment refers to the punishment that the gods have imposed on human beings.

Human beings are complex creatures. As the population increases, conflicts naturally occur frequently. More than one human being with resentment and dissatisfaction walked into the temple when he could do nothing, and prayed to the gods to punish his enemies.

For various reasons, Flores has never been involved in this kind of thing.

But now Narcissus' vengeful godhead needs these resentments and dissatisfaction as nutrients, try to absorb as much as possible while the godhead is still weak, and when the godhead grows stronger, these negative emotions will be as useless as faith.

So Flores had no choice but to move the flowerpot into the left ankle of his statue, repaired the statue carefully, and then rushed to the Kephissos River to inform Kephissos that Narcissus had awakened.

Already a widowed old man, Kephissos learned that his son was resurrected, and immediately left his own river. The lifelessness after losing his wife and children was swept away, and he moved into the temple of Flores in a spirited manner. He surrendered himself as a priest.

What Flores admired so much was that the adoptive father used his status as a priest to inquire about the news, and then he frequently changed into the appearance of Narcissus, and he often carried out justice in the name of Narcissus among human beings. Revenge to make humans secretly believe in Narcissus.

If it wasn't for worrying about alarming Erinyes, this energetic priest of the river god would have even built the temple of Narcissus.

The author has something to say: Well, after Narcissus is resurrected, love is sweet~

Or is it abusive to Hades?