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Persephone couldn't help but glanced at his chest. He really couldn't tell how deep the arrow had pierced, but he could be sure that the heat in his skull hadn't been released just now.

What kind of fire does this have to be before you can say such ruinous words.

Return the golden boat, let’s steal the boat.

As she stubbornly fell silent, the skin on the back of her hand, which was tightly pressed by his broad palm, began to heat up, and her fingers could even feel the slight pain caused by his uncontrollable confinement.

Persephone felt that her emotions became tense with this pain. She originally wanted to refuse to make him feel ashamed to add some disgust points, but at the last moment, the kind words were out of control.

"Welcome, guest."

Unfamiliar phrases are bitten hard and cold, and there is no such thing as the kind of hospitality that I saw during the Chinese New Year.

It was such a simple to perfunctory sentence, but the strength of his holding her hand was slowly relaxed and ironed, and the warm temperature was the tenderness between fingers.

Persephone finally breathed out the breath held in her chest, and when she realized that she actually resonated with Hades' nervousness, she was stunned for a while in wonder.

Maybe it was too embarrassing for her not to speak, and she was most afraid of being left alone, so she was nervous?

This excuse was not very convincing to herself, causing her face to become as gloomy and cold as Hades, as if the visitor in front of her owed them a million and 80 gold nuggets.

Hecate didn't seem to see the dark tide between the newly blessed couple. She stretched out her hand to hold the clay pot. Behind the normal human figure was a huge back, lying like a mountain peak all the way to the outside of the door.

The hound and the road elf stood behind Hecate's back, his gray body was buried in the shadow, only hundreds of red eyes remained in the darkness, like decorations dragged by the goddess on the skirt.

There was a smile in her voice: "Hades, your bride has beautiful white arms, pure bull's eyes and a gentle heart."

Persephone's face was numb after being praised: God-like praises like pure bull's eyes are totally out of reach.

Hecate's slightly thick lips were raised lightly, and her deep eyes were so black that she couldn't see to the bottom. She said in a low voice, and introduced herself softly: "The bride of the lord of the underworld, I am Hecate, the daughter of the Titan God."

Persephone felt that the other party's voice sounded like a muffled copper bell, and it hit her ear directly, causing her to be in a trance for a moment, and instinctively she replied politely: "Hello, I'm Persefine."

The god introduction here must be prefixed with his family. Hades also brought his father's name when he introduced himself.

Is it the custom here to bring your father when you introduce yourself?

Hecate didn't look surprised when he heard her name, but looked up at Hades knowingly, and didn't say another word that was inappropriate.

Hades's cold and serious expression eased a little as he wished. He glanced at the wine boy who was following him, and several thin and tall waiters rushed down from the mural, holding gold basins and silver bottles, and linen handcloths rushed down. .

The steps of hospitality are cumbersome. After Hecate washed her hands, she straightened her shiny robe and sat down. Her long curly black hair curled up on her shoulders as if it had been waxed. She held up the wine glass, which contained clear Nai Ketal.

Hades also stretched out his left hand and picked up the amphora of the same style. The two gods kindly persuaded them to drink together and talked enough about the scene.

In this different-dimensional space, Persephone once again experienced the kind of polite talk between relatives during the Chinese New Year, which was familiar and numb.

It’s just that the regions are different. There are no real big issues such as your salary, your friends, your grades, etc., only some empty greetings.

Hades's pale face, which had not seen the sun for a long time, had no ups and downs in expression, but the routine of hospitality was so familiar that it seemed to be carved into his bones.

His right hand held her left hand in the palm of his hand. He probably felt that hospitality was boring, so he rubbed her hand a few times from time to time, as if he used her hand as a toy to pass the time, and it was uncomfortable not to pinch it.

Persephone tried to withdraw her hand, but after two failed attempts, she let him pinch.

After all, the guest belonged to Hades. She was unfamiliar with the place and did not dare to be enthusiastic. She did not speak from the beginning to the end and continued to be the background board.

She was a little uncomfortable at first, but as time went by.She found that she didn't feel the embarrassment of the cold scene. Hades and Hecate chatted back and forth about various topics about gods, their attitudes were alienated, and the scene was harmonious.

She naturally became an unqualified listener. When her attention left home, the god beside her would give her something to eat from time to time, and she would fill it up in time when the wine was running low.

His upright posture is unconsciously leaning towards her, and his overheated body will dissipate heat through the black mist. He is simply a decathlon smart humanoid air conditioner.

Even if her fingers were a little wet with alcohol, he could immediately notice that he brought a linen to wipe her off.

This feeling of being so calm and taking care of everything, that he was stable, made Persephone seem to see her mother.Love and tolerance, worry about everything, even remind you whether to bring tissues when you go out.

Persephone took a weird look at Hades' manly face, and felt that she must be homesick and crazy, even looking at Hades, she felt amiable.

She quickly shifted her eyes to Hecate to wash her eyes. The slender female guest had a clean and beautiful face. Her expression was somewhat similar to Hades, elegant and restrained, and her demeanor was indifferent.

When Persephone saw her, she couldn't help but adjust her sitting posture, which was about to collapse, trying not to lose face in front of such a beautiful guest.

Hades noticed that the people around him were unnaturally adjusting their sitting postures. For a human body, it is impossible to maintain the same posture for a long time.

He put down the gold cup in his hand, just about to see off the guests.

Hecate had already stood up, and the luster of her clothes shone with her movement. She picked up the clay pot and said to the master of Hades, "Thank you for your hospitality. I should leave."

These words made Persephone sit upright immediately, and pulled back her mental head immediately, showing a kind smile almost reflexively, "I'm leaving, why don't you stay for dinner."

It's so smooth, it brought all the etiquette she had before time travel.As soon as she finished speaking, the temperature of her fingers went up again, the back of her hand trembled slightly, and she gave Hades a strange look, only to see that he looked indifferently, staring at her smile unkindly,

The darkness in those eyes can form a real ferocity, and a sense of oppression rushes over his face.

Her stiff smile slowly disappeared from the corner of her mouth, forgetting that he didn't want to see her smile.

As a result, she saw her smile disappear, but the black air in his eyes spread like fur. Within a few seconds, she saw that the whites of his eyes were completely occupied by darkness, with a ghostly air, enough to scare a child to cry.

Persephone looked at his unrecognizable expression, and seriously reflected on her reaction just now. Except for accidentally showing a smile, she did nothing wrong. Why did she suddenly become so angry? Could it be that she left someone to offend him after eating? Yes, so picky?

And just be angry, don't look dark, isn't it good to leave some white eyes?

Hecate also seemed to be frightened by Hades' reaction, and she quickly handed over the pot, "Before I leave, I hope you can accept my blessing with your own hands."

Hades heard this request, and the black mist faded from his eyes and returned to normal.He leaned over and was about to take it with a cold face, but the goddess turned her head lightly, just in time to meet Persephone's eyes, and she suddenly called out softly, "Posephine."

Persephone -

Persephone -

This call turned into three voices, overlapping and twisting into an irresistible huge force, which was poured directly into her mind.

Persephone didn't expect to be attacked by the sound, her face turned pale, her whole body seemed to be pulled into the rolling black night, and the heavy dizziness pressed her so hard that she couldn't tell the way forward. In a daze, she saw that the goddess in front of her was getting taller and taller .

As if her shadow had turned into a giant monster with its mouth wide open, Persephone struggled to open her eyes and saw that Hecate hadn't grown in size, but the curly black hair by her left ear had spread out, revealing a beautiful face. His light blue pupils flashed furious electric whiskers in the dazzling firelight.

And a third head emerged from her right ear, with dark green eyeballs filled with turbulent waves. The three heads had the same face, but different colored eyes.

They called her in unison, "Posephine, accept the blessing from the earth."

When she spoke, everything fell silent with her voice, and the crackling sound of burning pine resin soaking into wood disappeared, as if the gears of time were stuck in her words and would not move forward.

This is the ancient language of God, spoken by the first generation of gods, accompanied by deceitful and bloody language.It is also an absolute oppressive order from the superior to the inferior.

Even Hades was restrained when he was off guard, and his movements were disturbed to the point where he didn't take the pot in time.

The clay jar seemed to be alive, and it fell directly into Persephone's arms. Countless small figures with spears and weapons on the heavy black glaze tried their best to break the surface of the bottle.

Hades moved as swiftly as an eagle. He stretched out his long arms and grabbed the clay pot and was about to throw it out. The incredibly thin pot had already cracked, and countless golden ears of wheat poured out, like bright golden grains scattered all over Persephone's body. .

Not dry bones, not plague, not any power Hades needs.

Instead, ears of wheat represent Demeter's crops.

Hades had already sensed the power within the pot as soon as he touched it. The pot was full of cunning powers crafted by the dexterous hands of the goddess of wisdom.

Countless ominous lies were weaved and stuffed into the clay during pottery making, causing the pottery to be full of darkness even though there was no plague in it.

It was easy to deceive his eyes.

And the ears of wheat brought...

Hades quickly stretched out his hand, and the destructive power of death touched Persephone's soft long skirt. Countless grains of wheat ignited instantly when they touched the black mist. Because the power was out of control, a piece of cloth at the end of her skirt was burned.

Persephone was holding a pile of wheat grains that were starting to burn, the light in her eyes had disappeared, the power of God's language was too powerful for human beings, and the direct attack left her eyes empty and her mind blank.

When she recovered a little bit of sanity, a voice that seemed to be heard from somewhere was so gentle that it was unbearable.

"Persephine, come back."

These words flooded in like a tide, calling her layer by layer from far to near, full of sorrow and pain.

It was as if she fell into the water, returning to the feeling of soaking in the sea on the day of crossing. The heavy feeling from all directions squeezed her, oppressing her to the point of tinnitus and headache, and her soul could not escape and could only curl up.

Those words didn't seem to come from outside, but from inside her body, the inescapable madness.

Come back, come back quickly.

Who is crying, let her go back quickly, who is begging her to go back.

Persephone wanted to stand up in a trance, the wheat grains in her hands had been reduced to ashes, but a huge force oppressed her to sit on the chair.

But that call didn't let her go, from gentleness, to eagerness, to the final sternness, it kept echoing in her body, like a sharp knife piercing her soul, making her tremble.

Hades stopped Persephone, who was about to get up, and vaguely heard her whispering something, and he leaned closer and put his ear against her soft lips.

I heard her tremblingly say: "...Go back."

The thought of going back occupied all her sanity. Hades could smell the breath of Demeter's divine power all over her body. She had been stolen for too long and had been occupied by Demeter for a long time, so she couldn't resist her body. Saturn's call for believers.

Originally, he cut off any connection between her and the earth, and Demeter had no way to enter the underworld to call her.

But Hecate sent clay pots of wheat ears, which were sacrifices made by the god of agriculture to Persephone. Once the gods took the sacrifices, they could hear the prayers of the believers.

But for Persephone, who is still a human being, the words of prayer and supplication of a powerful god are like forcing an unequal contract to be signed.

Persephone, must answer Demeter's prayer.

She asked Persephone to return to the earth, so Persephone, who was on the weak side, had no room to refuse. Even if her body rotted and her soul was damaged, she would always be pulled to the earth by the voice of prayer.

Hades ran his fingers through her skirt and cuffs, and found the last ear of wheat, filled with Demeter's immortal blood,

The anger and fighting spirit that had been silent in the depths of his heart completely broke out.

Using the blood of the gods to replace the livestock, endowed the grains of wheat with a more venomous divinity, as long as Persephone touches a grain, she can't get rid of it, and her wish will be fulfilled even if she dies.

Back then he made a mistake and threw her out.

As a result, Demeter ruined her ability in this way, endlessly exploiting the power of seeds to raise her own human followers, and strengthen herself as the god of agriculture.

Now with such a cruel sacrifice, Persephone is forced to answer her prayer.

Hecate watched Hades desperately burn the ears of wheat, and shook her head in disapproval, "Hades, Persephone must return to the earth before the winter rains come, her falling into the underworld will do you no good, you might as well let her go. "

The arrow of Eros cannot be pulled out, but it can be weakened. As long as you stay away from the other party, it will not be so painful.

As a result, Hecate had no chance to say these words. The black mist silently strangled her neck and bit her head representing the sky. The light blue pupils immediately erupted with the power of lightning, destroying the sudden and sinister attack.

The huge force caused Hecate to scream, and one eye was seriously injured.

Hades pressed his hands on Persephone's shoulders, he turned his head indifferently, a scarlet light appeared in the black pupils, like a bonfire pouring into his eye sockets, igniting the anger of hatred.

"Hecate, do you dare to take the clay pot made by Athena and put the sacrifice of Demeter on it and send it to the underworld? Is it Olympus who promised you to return to the honor of the past?"

The glory of the Titans diminishes as Zeus grows stronger.

Hecate, who used to be full of strength, walked on the earth, sky, and ocean. Now, with the encroachment of the Olympian god, he can only guard the three-way intersection, hiding in the border of the underworld with the lost souls.

Hecate's body gradually grew larger, with six arms spread out, and a huge torch began to burn in her hand.

"Hades, I just let the seeds go back to where they should go. The power of Hades is too damp. She will die sooner or later after staying in your palace for a long time."

Hades' fingers could no longer hold Persephone, her human body couldn't bear the power of God's prayer, and her soul began to overflow her body, wanting to return to the earth to fulfill Demeter's wish.

Demeter told her to go back.

——she must go back!

Hades watched her soul emerge from her body bit by bit with a blank expression, the black of the half-closed eyes was fading, and the light yellow domineeringly drove away his power.

Her eyes quickly lost their blackness and turned into clean amber.

Hades's chest seemed to be splitting, and the coldness and hotness were entangled together to form some kind of discomfort that he couldn't understand.

Like jealousy.

He couldn't help shouting: "Stay, Persephone.", please remember:,.