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After copying the list, Posefine suffered backaches and backaches, and her eyes were almost blinded by various methods of death. She put down the last clay tablet, and her whole body was lying on the table like a dead fish, dying.

What are the various death methods of those people? Who designed it? The designer's malicious talent is overflowing.

Persephone once again experienced God's control over human beings, as if every human being walking on the earth is a toy in the palm of God's hand here, who can be pinched and flattened without the ability to resist.

Persephone glanced at the gold placed next to the clay tablet, and suddenly it didn't smell so good anymore.This is also the money of the accomplice, she sighed and put away the gold in disappointment.

Then, stepping on leather soft sandals, he ran to ask the attendants who could not speak for a clay pot of water. There was a large vat with clay tablets at the gate, and a pea tree with teeth and claws was planted in it. .

The cage was hung with sunlight above the vat, and the pea seedlings that were nourished by the sun grew unreasonably fast. The small clay pot was replaced by a large pot, and then a large vat was changed to barely fit it.

Nearly? Ripe pods are hanging under the leaves, full of the fragrance of food.

Persephone is like a stingy Grandet, carefully guarding such a poor gourmet property, she can count the number of pods.

After pouring the water, she bent down and put the water jug ​​by the side of the tank, then stretched out her hand, holding the linen skirt embroidered with leaf patterns, walked through the towering stone bookcase, followed by the sunlight shining on the door. All kinds of clay tablets passed by, wanting to find my own homework.

She is the best bookcase, the most empty one.

As they walked, Persephone reached out and touched her bare arm. What? Suddenly? It was chilly, and goose bumps popped out.

This coldness is different from the drop in temperature after Hades left. There are needles hidden in the coldness, and there is an uncomfortable feeling that chills her back.it's like...

Persephone suddenly turned her head, her eyes clear and vigilant.The bookcases made of tall rock slabs on both sides are like towering columns, extending to the end of the passage, and the faint light of the pine oil flame cannot illuminate the dark place there.

What? Peeping at her?

She didn't notice that when she became nervous, the clay tablets and papyrus piled up around her were shaking slightly, and the attendants made of various simple lines on the murals also slowly turned their heads.

The power of faith entrusted by the believers of death is intertwined with vitality to form a new theocracy seal of Hades, which has the ability to initially drive all items here.

But Persephone, who was bound by her body, didn't realize the consequences she had caused. She looked around for a while, but didn't find anything. Then she walked slowly to her bookcase and stretched out her hand. Pick up a self-written clay tablet with a hand-drawn map that needs to be reviewed.

Next to the clay tablet is a well-placed roll of paper, inside which are comic strips of her scribbling, as well as various jerky lines of text.

She has gradually mastered one of the commonly used Mediterranean official languages ​​here. As for the other languages, she has not yet touched upon it, especially the multiple dialects here are so complicated that it is a headache, and when people from various regions migrate, they will merge. new language.

Persephone barely spliced ​​together a part of the world above her head through various fragmentary materials of language learning.

But it was still too unfamiliar. She was walking outside with a clay tablet in her hand, thinking about the key points of her next study. Hades didn't seem to strictly control her study content.

He just moved here casually, made sure that it was the language she should learn and didn't care about the content.

So far, Persephone has seen all kinds of living bills, records of funerary objects, flow charts of rituals, records of certain regional customs of human beings, love poems and heroic hymns, and other miscellaneous things.

Some poems are really passionate, but the god here feels that these things are as natural as breathing, and he doesn't blush at all.

But thinking? Their blood is golden, so they probably don't have the ability to blush, otherwise? Hades wouldn't know how to dance? In order to make his face look better, he directly slapped his face with red paint.

It was only then that Persephone realized that she was secretly reminiscing about Hades' dance again. She stretched out her hand and slapped her face to stop her immoral recollection.

When she passed by the pea tree, she found that the sun had dimmed a lot. She couldn't help but stop and worry about looking up. Could it be that it was about to go out?As a result, I saw that there was a thick black mist flowing out of the flower cage, and the sunlight was gradually swallowed up by this unknown darkness.

Persephone felt chills watching it, and always felt that she was seeing a quiet hunting battle, and the sun was the weak and helpless prey.

The darkness flowed down the wall, and Persephone looked forward along the path it passed, and then saw a sharp long shadow pulled out by the flames in the copper basin by the colonnade outside the gate.

Was it an unknown god standing there? He had an unfamiliar? youthful face, eyes pressed into the bronze helmet?, and the rest of the face was so thin that it? produced a sharp sense.

Persephone looked at the folded black wings behind him, and found that the black mist kept dripping from the wings without clear lines, and they were devouring the sunlight.

Before she could speak, the other party suddenly said, "Here? It's not suitable for you."

Thanatos pulled out the long sword that harvested life while speaking, "Hades forgot that the power of Cupid can be separated? The farther you two are separated, the weaker your thoughts will be."

Love is the most unreliable power. When you are in love, you are like a bull fighting with martial arts.But as long as the distance between the two people is far enough, the divine power of Eros will forget the lovers from time to time, thus quieting the madness of love.

This is also one of the weaknesses of Eros, so the cunning and vicious God of Cupid created the pain of parting. Hades couldn't bear this part of the power.

Thanatos nodded in understanding, then he will help Hades solve this problem and bid him farewell.

Manipulating death is a very quiet and cold divine ability. Persephone can't even feel? Can't feel any malice from the other party. She couldn't help but ask, "Will separation make Hades sober?"

Seeing the urgency in her eyes, Thanatos said with approval: "Yes, separation is always the best blade to kill love."

Persephone couldn't think of anything to make Hades loathe her. She didn't approach him, and kept the most basic sense of vigilance. "Are you Hades' friend?"

The Hades friend who came to bless them last time was here to mess things up.

Thanadus walked undisturbed, and the long sword in his hand was entwined with the power of the night, and no one could see it.His tone was even friendly, "No, I'm his subordinate."

The gods are not judged by seniority, but by strength. If he hadn't taken over Hades' responsibility for death, he would have been sleeping in his mother's arms by now.

Posefine breathed a sigh of relief, the subordinates are the judges and the others, and they shouldn't be here to make trouble, she pointed to the caged sunshine above her head, "Do you know what's going on?"

Thanadus squinted at the sun, "I have a conflict with the god who controls the sun, and we will attack each other when we meet."

Seeing that he was getting closer, Persephone couldn't help but take a few steps back, and turned to look at Aiacus, only to find that he nodded to her, making sure it was Hades' subordinate who stopped her guard. little tricks.

Her impression of the staff of Hades is that they are a group of old social animals who have no leisure time. She is the first god who can seriously discuss with her the problems she is eager to solve and waste her working time. .

Seeing him approaching, Persephone thought he was going to enter the conference hall to work with Aiacus, and immediately turned sideways and stood beside the clay pot, giving the other party enough room to move forward. Walking with wings required more space than Others are big.

But in the next second, the sun went out, and the building in front of her dimmed. The cold wind touched her neck, and a shivering feeling appeared on her skin.

Before her brain had time to react, her body was like a beast in danger, and she ducked down sharply to avoid the sudden cold wind.

The cold wind continued unabated, cutting off the pea trees in the earthen vat.The pea pods that represented the food thoughts fell to the ground, very much like her head that was almost severed.

Persephone didn't even have time to be afraid, because she stepped on the too long skirt, she bumped into the side of the tank and sat on the floor.She fell into a daze, and when she raised her eyes, she saw? A cold, fierce light lifted up the shadow of death, and struck her head silently.

Persephone took a breath, and suddenly raised the clay tablet in her hand to face the deadly attack.

She didn't know where she got the reflexes to remember to lift the clay tablet at such a critical moment. This action also saved her life.

The sharp iron sides, like cutting fruit, sank neatly into the cracked clay board, but got stuck in the middle, unable to penetrate another inch.

A delicate seed was drilled out from where the sword was stuck, and the delicate stems were wrapped around the tip of the sword, using this seemingly weak strength to resist the cold and brutal attack.

In the huge shadow, Persephone's eyes flickered with fire light shaken by the cold wind, cold sweat broke out on his back, and the arm that held the clay tablet high was trembling and numb due to the violent impact.

Only then did she react, and the emotion of fear made her head burst into tears.As long as she was one-tenth of a second slower, her brains would explode.

But the murderer tilted his head slightly unexpectedly, as if he didn't expect that his attack would be resisted, and his eyes turned from the green plant that was incompatible with Hades to the owner under the clay tablet face.

Her flushed face was filled with surging vitality, but her thick black eyelashes and pupils were filled with the pigment of death, and her soft limbs and fragile body exuded an ominous warmth.

This dead and revived corpse is the biggest challenge to his theocracy.

It should be said that the goddess in front of me appeared in the underworld, every step she took, every flower she bloomed, made the master of the underworld choke on his back every day.

Holding a sword in one hand, Thanatos lowered his head and whispered softly: "Don't refuse the ship I'm sending you off, although the sailing wind I blow is full of mournful sounds of mourning relatives. There is only the scent of the coffin buried, but I am faster than any god."

With one sword, this corpse that had no funeral and was not qualified to set foot on the realm of the underworld died again.Persephone's soul will naturally be pushed back to Gaia or Demeter by his power.

Because of Hades' verbal curse, Thanatos couldn't reveal her identity, so he could only tell her in this euphemistic way.He tried his best to imitate his brother, treating the goddess who was about to be sent away with the most gentle and polite attitude.

Persephone trembled when the opponent bowed his head, and almost lost his grip on the clay tablet.

This guy's eyes were as hollow as those of a skull, without even a dim light, as if a combination of inorganic matter was planning to dismember her as a matter of course.

Why? The question of killing her disappeared from her mouth? She suddenly felt that this guy didn't need any reason to kill her.

But in order to survive, she still racked her brains, "I have a contract with Hades, which is the kind of clay tablet that is strictly required to be signed. I want to help him draw the arrow, so before the contract is completed You can't kill me."

If it's an underling, moving Hades out should stop him.

Thanatos pulled out the jammed sword with the sharp hand of killing people, and then replied sincerely: "This sword can solve all your doubts."

Anyway, if Persephone is sent up, the backlash of the contract will naturally have the god Olympus to worry about it. If he can’t solve it, he will sleep for decades to avoid the punishment of the oath. For the life of the god, it is only a momentary matter .

Persephone once again felt the sound of metal collisions of death ringing in her ears, and she said stiffly: "I will return as a ghost after I die, and by then, your purpose of letting me go will fail. gone."

Thanatos paused and opened his mouth to tell her that she couldn't come back, but he couldn't make a sound.

Persephone misunderstood his guilty conscience, "Right, tell me as soon as you meet, you want to separate me from Hades, isn't that your purpose."

Who knew? He was kind enough to discuss this with her in order to send her to knock on the gate of Hades again.

Thanatos nodded honestly, and changed the direction of the sword to stab her fatally.

Wasting too much time? Hades would have noticed that the servants on the mural had been awakened by Persephone's terror, and ran to find weapons to come back to fight him.

Aiakos was blocked by the black mist, even though he couldn't see everything about them, he still felt doubtful.

The sudden approaching sword tip turned into an enlarged ink dot, accompanied by a strong premonition of death, which continued to spread in Persephone's pupils, and the instinct of survival forced her to open her mouth.

"Hadis!"

The moment before she died, she did not see the so-called life? Backtracking, not to mention the joys and sorrows of parents, family and friends, all the tense mouth muscles struggled to squeeze out a name that represented eternal sleep.

She never used this kind of faith from the bottom of her heart to call anyone's name, no, it was God.

The burst of shouting caused a hurricane of divine power, and the peas in the clay jar suddenly grew. Countless stems and leaves turned into sharp blades and shot out from behind Persephone, attacking Death's body.

All the clay tablets with the seal of Hades responded to the desire of the Lord God, turning into ghosts and sweeping away the black mist to bite Thanatos. The attendants on the murals dropped countless weapons in an attempt to seriously injure him.

The Grim Reaper gasped in pain, but his attack still sliced ​​through the slightly immature divine power, when the sword was about to pierce her.

What Thanatos saw? The air in front of him suddenly twisted. A clean white and extremely powerful hand? The arm was like a swift and fierce carnivore. Suddenly? Wear out.

The hard hand? The palm pressed her fragile chest, and the back of the hand pressed the bronze sword that stabbed mercilessly.

This violent collision like a sandstorm splashed thrilling fire points on the skin on the back of the hand, so bright that Persefin's pupils shrank, and the whole body could not avoid falling backwards.

And when she leaned back, that murderous and beautiful arm had already easily snatched away the deadly sword with an absolutely murderous attitude, and turned her head quickly, just like throwing a flying spear He stabbed fiercely into the opponent's heart.

The sword directly pierced Thanatos's body covered with pea stalks, and the huge force made the assailant roll several times in embarrassment and hit the wall.

The hand that finished all this immediately appeared on her back, holding her shoulders with his fingers as if to hug her, and supporting her back with her forearm, preventing her from falling backwards at the last moment , knocked to the back of the head.

Persephone swore that the time from the moment of death to the time when the series of actions took place when she was rescued and hugged tenderly was enough for her to breathe out half of her breath.

The one who saved her was a hand, an arm that had been torn off from about two-thirds of the upper arm, and was still dripping with pale golden blood.

The near-transparent liquid seeped from the cloth on her back into "her skin", and the boiling temperature made her spine tingle.

She looked at the black shadow that was pierced by the sword and clustered silently by the wall, and then stared down at the slender fingers pressed on her shoulder for the rest of her life. The temperature and appearance were too high. familiar.

This hand? Is it...

Terrible vibrations came from the ground, several roaring black horses shattered the wall beside the gate like a thunderstorm, and countless torches were torn apart by this force.

A tall black figure stood in the position of the driver behind the horse, and behind him was a long colonnade that had lost its light.

His left hand? Pulled the reins, right hand? Only a small part of the upper arm was left, like a hard torn wound, where blood and flesh were messily intertwined.

...of Hades.

Persephone's eyes were staring straight ahead, watching the god who was standing on the carriage jump out of the carriage violently than Liaoyuan's fire, and came to him in an instant with a cloud of turbulent black mist? Kneeling on one knee beside her Bend down.

When his hard palm touched her face, it automatically turned into a soft cloud, and his smooth palm restlessly touched her face that was still in shock.

Carefully stroking down from her white and fragile neck little by little, the rigorous inspection movement did not show any desire, only the slight trembling that was so gentle that it revealed his angry fear.

He was checking her for injuries and healing the bruises and small cuts that had appeared on her body.

Not even her toes were spared.

Persephone never thought that one day, when she was touched by Hades, she would not be afraid, and even all the panic would be ironed out by his movements one by one.

She whispered, "I'm fine." She didn't realize that her overly soft tone was trying to appease this nervous god.

Hades didn't stop to check, and the results came out, except for some impact injuries he healed and abrasions on his hands and palms.

She is intact.

The sound of his breath of relief came from Persephone's ear, as if he had held his breath all the way, and it was so clear that he didn't dare to relax until now.

Then Hades took back the severed hand with a blank face and pressed it to the wound, and soon all kinds of tooth-piercing sounds of flesh and blood were heard behind her.

The hand that had come to save her?, returned to Hades' stump.

He took advantage of the situation and hugged her, the pupils of his eyes were full of darkness that did not dissipate, and there was no trace of the whites of the eyes, which was extremely terrifying.

Persephone's eyelids finally returned to normal movement, she blinked, and said a thoughtless sentence.

"Hades, are you still in pain?"

The concern in this sentence is so strong that she couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment, but then she thought that when she called him, the hand appeared outrageously fast, even if he hesitated at the moment of tearing it off It is impossible to have such a speed at one tenth of a second.

Gods don't die and don't hurt?

Obviously, the anger had just started to show on his face, and Pluto, who had a brutal and cold expression, was also taken aback, as if for a moment he didn't realize that the trembling girl in his arms was caring about him.

His cold and serious expression froze, but his tone softened, "He's healed."

This is avoiding the topic of pain, Persephone lowered her head knowingly: he will be in pain.

Hades suddenly opened his hand, and the root of the plant dragged the limp death god and threw it in front of Persephone. Hades grabbed a thick pea stem and stuffed it into her hand.

Persephone was still moved by Hades' shocking rescue, and was left in shock the next moment.

"Whip him, Persephone."

Persephone held a "weapon" that he couldn't even wield, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Hades touched her head and gently educated her: "When someone offends your majesty and tries to hurt you, if he is a weak person, punish him with strength and let his family interact with each other. Slaughter. If it is someone stronger than you, avoid the edge, or find a stronger backer to take revenge, and finally..."

He looked at Thanatos and said in a cold voice: "If it is your believer or subordinate who tries to resist you, you can whip his flesh and blood to let him know that your majesty is inviolable."

God wants to be vengeful and cruel, otherwise he will be swallowed up.He is now teaching the common sense of the god Persephone has become.

Persephone held a pea stalk and digested Hades' words for a long time before saying, "He's not my believer."

Hades responded without the slightest hesitation: "The believers who belong to me belong to you."

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