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Holding the mutated pea vine, Persefin looked at the attacker whose bones were broken and whose chest was firmly pierced by the long sword, and collapsed at her feet.

If this is a person, it is really dead.But even if it is a god, she also feels that this god is about to burp.

And Hades next to her, like a responsible teacher, carefully corrected her whipping posture, "Stand up and beat his back with the force of the whip. Don't be too fast, or you will hurt yourself." hand."

hurt my hand...

Persephone looked at Hades with a strange expression, wishing he could take a bronze mirror and let him take a look at her face.

From "You have to bring your dowry to sleep with me" to "Quickly pull out the arrow and don't hit me" to "My subordinates are also yours", and now "Don't hurt your hand when you hit someone".

Hades didn't realize how soft her mentality had become at all. The god whose brain was pierced by the arrow could no longer communicate. She could only grit her teeth, and with a sudden force of her arm, she struggled to throw the pea vine out.

The plant whip limply landed on Death's back, making a feeble whip...a ​​rubbing sound.

Hades stood next to her calmly, with his arms folded around his chest, and he didn't comment on the whip.

Instead, Thanatos raised his eyes suddenly, his helmet was on the side, his face was dead white and thin on the ground, and the eyeballs under the eyelashes were dark and dark, staring at Persephone strangely.

Persephone found that she also belonged to the dog-fighting group, she bravely stepped back, shrank to Hades' side, and said to him with righteous words: "When you kill someone, you know you will be retaliated against." , I should hit you."

Thanatos stared at her blankly for a while before lowering his eyelids, as if acquiescing to her words. The problem was that he muttered in confusion, "Did you hit me?"

Did you hit me?

This sentence is not very harmful and extremely insulting. Persephone was stiff and dazed for a while, and finally took a deep breath, pulled up all the strength in his body, remembered the anger that he was almost killed, blessed the hatred that the pea tree was cut down, and Flicked a whip on his shoulder.

It did throw momentum and sound, but to the Grim Reaper who couldn't move with a sword stabbed in his chest, this attack was like lava dust touching his shoulder, and a feather touching his neck, without any pain.

Persephone turned her wrist secretly. It was difficult for someone who had never played with a whip to control this kind of weapon. Hades could easily see that her physical strength was too weak and her limbs were not flexible. This kind of weapon was obviously not easy to use.

He casually pulled out the dagger that Persephone had hidden under the pillow from the black mist, it was the dagger that he restrained his love in his heart, and was later drawn out to give to her, and the hilt of the sword was stuffed into Persephone's palm.

Hades took her plant whip, and patiently said to her like teaching a babbling child:

"Cut off his flesh, open his belly, let his eternal blood flow away, so that his skin will wither, and the torment of disease will haunt him. Or use the tip of a knife to cut along the texture of his muscles , and then crush his bones with the soles of your feet, and let him suffer the pain of bone-shattering spikes while heals."

Persephone held the dagger and looked at the serious Hades.Although knowing that these things are commonplace for Hades, when he taught himself to get started, the familiarity still made people feel cold.

It's not an illusion, Hades is not only teaching her revenge, but also teaching her how to torture her enemies.

For those who have never killed a chicken, their hands tremble when they stab someone with a knife.Not to mention that the most critical time is over now, and her mind has calmed down, let her take down the flesh of this strange god in front of her one by one, her psychological quality is not so hard yet.

This is really not a question of Yuan not forgiving the other party, but that she has never been exposed to this kind of technical work of murder and abuse.

Hades thought she didn't know how to use weapons, so he walked up behind her suddenly, stretched out his hand from her arm, held her wrist with warm fingers, and paused for a while, then thought that the sword bearer was very unfamiliar with the skill of punishment, and immediately Then press it on her knuckles along the back of her hand.

The hilt was in Persephone's hand, and her hand was nestled in his dry palm.

Hades looked down and could see her darkened long wheat ears curling on her thin shoulders and falling on her back. The flowers in the hair had spread to her waist, and the petals touched him. body of.

The sight was fatally alluring to him.

He slowly lowered his head to come to her shoulder, and used Hermes' eloquent and seductive soft tone, "Or, put the tip of the knife on his jaw, and then stab it hard The neck skin is the weak point of the god's body. His painful end will deter all attackers who have evil intentions against you, and will bring you respectful gods and humans."

In the swaying light of the bonfire, Hades' shadow wrapped around Persephone's body like a giant black snake.

He was sharing his power to punish, and he never stopped wanting to change her power of "pure light".

To have a believer in the god of the underworld, to accept the offerings of the god of the underworld, to curse the life on the earth with the things of the underworld, and then to encourage her to accept the majesty and vitality of how to destroy others.

Just like this, the vitality of the seeds will be blackened and soaked little by little, and they will no longer germinate, and they will sleep in the depths of the Netherland, and the original power will naturally turn into a new death position.

She will also transfer from the Olympian pantheon to Chthonius, and will no longer be governed by the call of the earth above Gaia.

His voice seemed to contain scorched gravel, rolling on the tip of his tongue, and his cunning and sinister plans were hidden in his warm and soft words.

Persephone only felt that when he spoke, his ears were pleasing to the ear, and it was very itchy, and redness began to emerge from the skin where his breath had blown uncontrollably.

But trying to understand what he said, the coldness immediately made her scalp numb.

Thanatos was entwined around his torso and limbs by plant vines spreading from all directions, and the black mist soaked in the root system of the plant, becoming the force supporting its wanton growth.

It hoisted the god of death and sent it to his slender neck, so that Persephone's forward sword tip could just touch this deadly point effortlessly.

The vitality is controlled by the believers of death, and there is no room for resistance.

Persephone didn't know this, she only thought that plants were also Hades' power.After all, the flowers begin to bloom when she is close to him, and the flowers will wither and wither away from him.

She gripped the handle of the knife tightly with her fingers, holding her breath and looking at the pale neck.This is the unique skin color of Hades, because they have not been exposed to sunlight for a long time, their skin is not only excessively white, but even looks thinner than ordinary people.

God is immortal. Even if blood gushes out from a poke, the assailant will not die if he cannot breathe. This is pure torture and abuse.

Before the knife was about to cut the opponent's skin, she finally stopped moving forward, preventing Hades from wrapping around the back of her hand, the force that encouraged but did not force.

She turned her head to look at Hades, "He wanted to kill me, but he actually wanted me to stay away from you."

It proves that this is a subordinate who is sincere to him.

To be honest, she was also very surprised that Hades had mixed up this kind of virtue in Hades. Not to mention, the judges under him were flattering old fritters no matter how they saw it. Hades turned a blind eye to her increasingly enthusiastic and crazy attitude. Also desperately arch the fire.

Hades didn't really like her, but after being attacked by some kind of external force, his temperament changed drastically. If you treat him well, shouldn't you try to make him return to normal?

And this person in front of him was the first god who tried to make her leave and make Hades return to normal.She was worried that Hades would come back to his senses in the future and find that it was not worthwhile to torture a loyal subordinate for her, so he would hang her up and torture him again.

Persephone's thoughts gradually darkened. After all, the character of the gods here is completely unreliable, and she always feels that her death will not be too good-looking if this continues.

People are under the eaves, so let it go... Chi!

Pale golden blood gushes out from the pure white neck of a god, as cleanly as a butcher knife cut open a sacrificial animal.

Persephone found that the dagger in his hand had disappeared at some point and appeared in Hades' hand.His expression was terribly indifferent, his eyes were so cold that it made people frightened, and the movement of cutting the god of death's trachea was as casual as parting a piece of honey cake to be handed to her.

Persephone saw the liquid dripping at her feet. It was a different color from human beings but had a surprisingly similar texture to blood.She backed away in silence, her fingers still had the lingering warmth from holding the dagger just now and the slight tremor of shock.

And Hades, who took away the weapon and became the perpetrator instead of her, said to Thanadus: "My body has not completely stiffened, and my reaction force has not become an immovable stone, and you have forgotten our rule."

A powerful god can devour a weak god, and it is not easy to be an enemy of the strong, otherwise it is only natural to suffer painful insults.

Persephone stepped on his and Demeter's power, her priesthood conflicted with Thanadus, and Thanadus should have given way to avoid it.When he dared to assassinate and expel her, he would bear the consequences of being brutally revenged.

Hades even thought of snatching back the power of the god of death and stuffing him back into the womb of the goddess of the night to sleep.

Thanatos hung his head and was speechless, and his wings were almost unable to maintain their shape, and the mud-like darkness continued to flow down.The Ceres elves following around were flying around restlessly, but they didn't dare to mix in this level of god confrontation.

Aeacus already understood his mistake, so he only dared to stand beside the broken pea jar, quietly staring at the cruel trial scene in front of him.

Even he was thinking that if he really lost the god of death, the earth would become particularly bad, and the underworld would also be greatly affected.

Although power can be replaced and new gods of death will be born, it will take time.

The worst consequence that this gap in power can produce is that no one will die, life will no longer flow, the long sword of death will rust, no new dead souls will appear in Netherland, and the authority of Hades will start to crawl with cracks.

Just when the judge was weighing whether to stop the angry Pluto, Persephone, who was hiding behind Pluto, suddenly took a few steps forward, reached out and touched the back of his hand lightly.

The blood vessels on the back of Hades' hand protruded slightly due to the use of strength. She couldn't help but pause for a while when she touched it, and then hesitated to follow his fingers and hold it lightly.

"Do you still need this short sword?" She was under tremendous pressure, risking the pressure of being affected by the angry Hades, trying hard to prevent this tragic scene from getting worse.

Hades immediately let go of his fingers, and the dagger turned into mist and returned to Persephone's other hand. There was a hint of relief in his eyes, "Do you want to take revenge yourself?"

Persephone froze, and glanced at the half dead body that was hung between the pea trees. Those who had their throats cut and humiliated couldn't die, so what if a few more knives would do it, it would only make this guy hold a grudge even more .

She was just an ordinary commoner who crossed over. If Hades used the power of Hades to abuse the gods wantonly, as long as he came back with a sigh of relief, a little finger could crush her to death.

Now she wanted to stop it, but she could also clear herself up.After all, Hades can hang God up to cut flesh, but she is very self-aware and knows that she is not strong enough and can only admit cowardly.

Persephone thought about it from a utilitarian point of view, then raised her head and smiled at Hades, "The pea tree fruits are ripe, I'll pick them with a dagger and make pea soup, okay?"

This smile is brighter than the sun that has been devoured. There is no trace of death in the dark eyes, and when they are bent, they are full of clear broken light.

Hades stopped all movements, he looked at her stiffly, heavy and dangerous emotions began to well up in his eyes, and golden sparks emerged from the black mist surrounding him.

Persephone didn't seem to notice his loss of control, but weighed the dagger in his hand and said, "Then I'll take it. There are so many pea pods that we need a basket."

After finishing speaking, she turned her back and asked the attendants on the murals for a rattan basket for wine bottles, and hooked Hades' arm, "Hades, help me pick the pea pods before they fall to the ground." .”

Hades would not hurt her.Especially touching his hand, imagining the moment when he broke it made the fear in Persefine's heart gradually dissipate.

Hades stared at her blankly as if he had never seen her before, and he waved his hand when she bent over to pick the peas.

The pea tree on Death's body spread out, causing him to collapse to the ground. Aeacus hurried over with a sigh of relief, and was just about to help Thanadus, but found that Death himself had stood up.

Without the suppression of Hades' power, he quickly pulled out the long sword on his heart with one hand, so that the wound could begin to heal.

Aeacus said in a low voice: "Hypnos knows what you have done, and he will certainly disapprove."

Thanadus clutched his bleeding neck, and Hypnos could feel it when he was being tortured, and even he could hear the footsteps of his brother rushing down from Olympus.

The entire hall has been taken over by the huge pea tree, the cracked ground is arched by the root system, and the clay tablets and papyrus are scattered all over the place.

Thanadus stood on the spot with a long sword in his hand expressionlessly, looking at Persephone who was pulling pea vines.She prevents Hades from punishing him too clearly, and Hades knows it, and goes along with her.

Charon's words came to his ears, and it was because of the longing in his heart that made Pluto so obedient, even the fire of love could be suppressed.

It seems that there is no way to drive Persephone away, so the only way to speed up the pollution of her divine power is to let her get closer to his own power so that there will be no conflict.

Thanadus opened his mouth and made a ho-ho sound.

Aacus nodded knowing what he said, "Too soft-hearted, not cruel enough."

Thanadus agreed calmly. A god who is too soft cannot exist for a long time. God's kindness is just an embellishment, and barbaric violence is the normal way of ruling.

Aiacus: "If you're okay, help tidy up the hall. Your sword is sharper, and you'll be responsible for cleaning up the extra plants."

Thanadus: "..."

And Persephone, who prevented a death-changing disaster, grabbed the talkative Hades and picked peas for a long time. His mood also changed from trembling to joy of harvest, and finally to exhaustion from hard work.

She had harvested several large baskets of pea pods, and her fingers ached at the thought of peeling them out to eat the beans.

The hall was damaged and couldn't work. Hades casually ordered the judge and the bloody Reaper to sit down, followed by a bunch of linemen and clerks to start peeling beans.

Persephone shivered and sat in the middle peeling the pods. She no longer wanted to eat peas. She was worried that Thanadus would poison the beans.

Especially when the other party introduced himself with a clay tablet, next to the name was engraved viciously, "In order to show your anger, you must lower the fire of disaster in revenge."

This is a threat, he really wants to take revenge.

When she peeled the beans with a dull face, she suddenly asked casually: "Hades, do demigods have any special skills, such as giving birth to plants?"

The materials she studied contained this kind of knowledge. Demigods are the children of gods and humans, and most of them have special abilities, such as infinite strength, invulnerability and so on.

Hades was holding a pea pod and was peeling off the excess black mist to prevent the seed from growing into a big tree again.He threw the peeled beans into the clay pot and said calmly, "You are not a demigod."

She finally tried to ask about the source of her strength, and the vigilant fur animal dared to stretch out its paws to touch the surroundings, which meant that her fear of him was disappearing.

As Hades thought, he coldly shattered her fantasy: "You are human."

It's not a lie, her body is human, and her power is limited to the range of human beings, so she can't show the power of gods, and she can't even smell the aroma of burning human meat for him.

Persephone didn't expect to face the mediocre reality that she couldn't become stronger so soon, she bowed her head in resignation to peel the beans, and replied bitterly.

Hades stopped, and the beans in his hand sprouted because of the power he accidentally leaked. He immediately crushed the beans, then leaned sideways on her arm and said, "Do you know about transformation?"

Persephone peeled the beans sullenly, "I don't know."

Hades took the opportunity to teach her, "This is a basic ability of God. We can change into various forms, such as children and old people, or turn our power into various weapons."

It feels like a kindergarten teacher is teaching children how to play games. Persephone is a little speechless. She is a person but not a god. Are you telling her this to show off?

Killing people is nothing more than heartbreaking.

Hades grabbed a piece of black mist with a flat face and stuffed it into her hand. A black snake wrapped around her wrist from the mist, and the snake's mouth opened wide to show its fangs.

"This is a form of transformation. My mist can turn into a poisonous snake."

Persephone stared at the snake stiffly, gritted her teeth and said, "Good, terrible, terrible." It was still a poisonous snake, and she was going to call for help.

Hades realized that her reaction was wrong, "You don't like snakes?"

Persephone didn't even dare to move her hand, the feeling of the snake scales scratching her palm was creepy, she didn't dare to disturb the snake and said softly, "Most people don't like this kind of small animal."

So hurry up and get the snake out of her hand, get it out.

Hades nodded the snake's head, and the black mist suddenly turned into a bird and landed in her palm vividly. This process was magical and interesting.

Persephone finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bird jumping around on her hand. This is a small animal that conforms to the public's aesthetics. It's no wonder that Hades couldn't recruit employees because it was covered in snakes all day long.

"Transformation is quite fun." She complimented politely, and took the opportunity to touch the bird's feathers, which became so soft that they looked like real ones.

Hades said as if recalling something: "The one with the strongest shape-shifting ability is Metis, the wife of Zeus. She can turn into mountains and gravel."

It can even turn into transparent water droplets and be swallowed by Zeus.

His expression was a little relaxed, and he regained a bit of Olympian god's idleness and began to talk about useless things, and he also stroked the bird in Persephone's hand with his fingers.

The bird turned into beautiful black ink, which splashed onto her fair wrist and turned into a delicate rope ring.

Persephone looked curiously at the bracelet on her wrist, because she found an unusually miniature dagger and a golden miniature bird tied to it.

Hades fiddled with the bracelet, and the dagger returned to its normal size and floated in the air. "This is the transformation power I gave you. As long as you read my name, you can remove the weapon on it by touching the bracelet."

Persephone didn't expect humans to be able to play this, and thinking that Hades gave it to her, she decided in her heart that she would burn the first bowl of beans for him.

The bracelet has other abilities, but the human body is too fragile, and Hades dare not teach it to destroy her body too deeply.

Persephone suddenly called softly: "Hades."

A golden bird flew out from the rope, turned into a huge bird and flew over Persephone's head.

Hades looked up, "It's your means of transportation, or it will carry you to me when you encounter an attack."

Persephone's mind was immediately distorted, but she didn't dare to say it, she just said thank you softly.

Hades' body was already close enough to squeeze her, and his voice carried a certain suppressed urgency, "Thank God for using verbal words without sincerity."

Persephone's face darkened immediately, she thought carefully for a while, and finally raised her head bravely and said, "Yes, I should give you something more practical."

Hades wanted to hold her tighter, wanted to kiss her.

Persephone: "Let's separate the beds."

Hades: "..."

Persephone patted his arm and said earnestly: "I figured it out, love can defeat not only disgust, but also distance. The farther we are from each other, the less powerful love will be."

Hades looked at her without hesitation, and after a long silence, he finally reached out and took off her bracelet, "I take back the power I gave you, and I don't need your thanks."

Persephone: "..."

What God gives can be taken back, so your property must have been picked out.

The author has something to say: When looking at ancient Greek materials, snakes represent the soul, and it seems that the ancient Greeks had birds embroidered on their shrouds in some places, and the birds are still much cuter than snakes