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The tide of snakes representing Hades receded slowly from her body, and Persephone sat on the back of the bird with sour marks all over her body.

Her hand was still tightly held by Hades, this kind of force that made her fingertips feel oppressed, and the slight pain caused by it made her mind clearer.

He was half-kneeling, leaning forward and approaching her. This was a posture close to pleading, and it was also a height suitable for kissing.

Persephone looked up at him, surrounded by huge statues of gods collapsing, marble blocks smashing into the temple and the loud noise of the steps, the earth rolled under their feet looking for the enemy.

Hades peeled off the tough killing intent that had just been fought all over his body, revealing the most sincere and gentle inside, courting her.

"I just want your eyes to fall on me forever, even if you just take a step towards me, the color of the ankles under the skirt is the blood of the original god of love poured into my vision." Hades' body boiled The wanton emotions were suppressed by his firm mind.

But this rationality of suppressing emotions was trampled to pieces by Persephone's escaping action.

Even Zeus, who has the most power of faith, will chase after the target desperately after being hit by the arrow of Cupid, and will not hesitate to use the most despicable means to get the chance to reproduce before it starts to subside.

And he is just a solidified statue on the stone seat of Hades. When chasing her, he is not much better than Zeus's despicableness. He is willing to endure, just to make her, who is cautious, willing to take a few steps closer to him.

Walk up to him and kiss his most vulnerable neck.

Or lift your feet, step on his back, which represents dignity, and make love with him.

This kind of longing is not a shameful thing for a god who pursues a lover. Simply revealing the deepest desire in his heart is as natural to them as drinking nektar.

The direct confession has an exotic atmosphere, the open sea and the out-of-focus light are not half as strong as this love story.

Even Persephone's skin was trembling. It was cold just now, but now it's hot.

People who are used to expressing implicitly are helpless in the face of this kind of declaration of love that is so aggressive that it is close to fighting. Even the power to refuse is lost in his persistent courtship eyes.

If anyone could really pursue her like this, she would be heartbroken.

The premise is true.

So Persephone held back tears and pulled Hades' paw reluctantly, trying to show her unwavering and uncompromising determination with this soft action that was close to refusal and refusal.

If you don't let go, if you don't let go, she will, just let him continue to hold it.

Hades not only held it, but also pressed her hand to his chest, making her feel the strength of her heartbeat. He is really nothing like a beast when he is savage.

Persephone stared at him tensely for a while, finally took a deep breath, and replied calmly, "Next time I wear longer clothes, you won't be able to see my ankles."

As for the sentence about wanting to have some indescribable relationship with you on the bed, she calmly skipped it by the completely inappropriate person.

Hades: "..."

Persephone hesitated and stepped back again, "How about covering my face?"

They looked at each other for a long time, only to see the expressionless god reached out and patted her on the head, as if punishing but also as if he had no choice but to compromise.

Persephone knew that she had once again escaped by relying on the patience of the other party, but she could no longer breathe a sigh of relief.After she rejected Hades, her first reaction was not relaxation, but an incomparably clear heaviness.

Countless owls woke up and flew over due to the earthquake and the collapse of the idol. Persephone looked at the birds as if avoiding them. The round bird eyes had a terrifying luster similar to human beings, and they were staring at her eeriely.

What's going on in this world, why are birds not cute anymore, and even the round face is quite Liaozhai style, doesn't this make Hades more radiant?

It simply added more obstacles to her path of rejection.

Persephone was suddenly moved to tears by her strength, Hades was completely insane, and she turned out to be the last line against Eros' arrow.

The clay tablet of the arrow-drawing oath they signed is still on the bookshelf of Hades, and she looks at it every day. When she signed it, Hades was almost like a murderous slave owner who enslaved black laborers. He was cheap at the slightest bit, who would have thought that she would be left alone after struggling to keep her vow today.

Hades is too disappointing.

Persephone cast a glance at him resentfully, but saw that he was lowering his head and kissing her fingers, tender, intimate, and sticky to death.

This Pluto is useless, so bury it.

Just as Hades was sweetly using her hand to satisfy her hunger, a voice so astringent that it made people's teeth ache came from above their heads.

It's like using a sharp object to scrape the surface of the thick rusted iron with great force.

Persefin was shocked by the sudden ear-piercing sound to the point where her scalp exploded. When she looked up, she saw a majestic black figure standing above the clouds.

The translucent body whose face could not be seen clearly looked down from the sky. He held a black iron longbow in his hand, nocked the arrow and bucked the string, aiming at them little by little.

While the bowstring was being pulled by his fingers, the sound of the bow gradually recovered from dullness, and golden powder also began to appear from the dull arrow tip.

That is the lust-lust of reproduction, from the primordial god of love, born of the forces of chaos, love in its purest form.

No matter how dull Persefine was, she knew that this big guy was terrifying, especially when his arrow finally aimed at them, her body instinctively became alert, urging her to run quickly.

But she didn't have time to react, the golden powder had already reflected into the depths of her pupils, burning like wildfire in an instant, the scorching tide immediately boiled the blood, evaporated the reason, and only condensed an irresistible thought.

--Love.

Love who?

This answer, which is difficult to find on weekdays, is easily revealed at this moment.

This primitive love has no twists and turns. As long as any creature has a little affection for someone in the heart, it can be magnified instantly, eroding all irrelevant thoughts of reproduction, leaving only love for that person.

Persephone blinked lightly, and the golden shadow disappeared from her eyes. In the next second, she saw Hades, who had put away his relaxed expression and looked at the giant shadow in the sky with a serious expression.

Persephone turned back without saying a word, and scratched with her slender fingers clasped between his fingers.

This silent and stubborn movement made Hades, who was already awe-inspiring, tremble slightly.He didn't even realize that there was something wrong with the sudden tide of love deep in his heart, so he bowed his head in compliance with her desire, just about to ask something.

Persephone had already straightened her back and raised her head to press his lips.

This is indeed a suitable height for kissing, without even needing to adjust her posture, her light kiss has already landed on his lips.

To Hades, this kiss was as simple and pure as being rubbed against flowers in her hair, but it made this man who was used to countless histories blank for an instant, and his consciousness completely flowed to him with her slow and gentle kiss. dark.

He didn't even know what he got for a moment, he could only let her hold his hand tightly, forget everything and just stand there and let her do whatever she wanted.

And Persephone, like a novice who just learned to read, was as focused as exploring a roll of ancient animal skin paper, nibbling his upper lip, and getting acquainted with this sweet skill little by little.

It wasn't until the tip of her warm tongue actively touched his lips that the man in front of her was awakened.

Deep in the pupils of his dilated eyes, he broke into a cluster of blooming flowers, the color of new plants in Persephone's hair.

Reason told him that the danger of the battlefield was not right with Persephone, but her kiss made him desperately want to sink down.The bronze sound of war is far away in the ear, and the soul is jubilant because of this sweet, soft and moist oasis.

Persephone also seemed a little confused, she struggled to stop, frowning slightly, not knowing how to continue.

Hades cautiously pressed his forehead against hers as if approaching a deer, his hoarse voice was extremely gentle, but also implied a tempting rhythm.

"Keep kissing me, Persephone."

He is like a happy tribute at this moment, just to sacrifice to Persephone's muddled kiss.

Even if Athena suddenly appeared and pierced his body with a bronze spear, it was not as important as being kissed by her.

And on the cloud, the giant shadow had already fully drawn the bow, and the arrow covered in gold powder aimed at Persephone's back and Hades' chest.

This arrow from primitive power, if it can hit, will tie them together completely, and they will never be separated again.

It's a pity that the arrow didn't leave the string in time, and a female voice from the other side of the sea whispered, "Eros, go to sleep."

As these words resounded, in the clear air, a golden ray shot fiercely into the heart of that giant shadow like a shooting star that arrived in no time.

The giant shadow, together with the bow and arrow in his hand, was torn apart by the golden light, turned into powder, and finally dissipated.

And a petite figure also fell out of the disappearing shadow and rolled onto the white and soft clouds. It was Eros curled up in a ball.

His face was covered in cold sweat, and two arrows were stuck in his collapsed body, one was the arrow of resentment and death from Hades, and the other was the golden light just now.

It is Apollo's sober arrow.

Eros was tortured like a dying fish, exhaling more air than inhaling.

He didn't even remember that when he was attacked by death just now, he suddenly transformed into a maniac, as if possessed by the primitive god "Eros", intending to use Hades and Persephone as a love sacrifice, and shoot them together completely .

Little Eros didn't feel that he had that kind of power at all, he only knew that he was going to die of pain.

Apollo's arrow embodies human reason and pious wisdom.Hades' arrow directly used death to amplify the power of the lead arrow ten thousand times and sent it into his body.

The former destroys the crazy and confused power he needs most, and the latter makes love die directly.

And Hermes, who came chasing Athena's spirit, arrived just in time to see that his student was still breathing.

Fortunately, Hades' attention was on Persephone, completely ignoring the culprit above him.

He took the opportunity to sweep up little Eros and ran away. When he saw Pluto, he thought of the tragedy of being caught and bitten by him in his dream. Now he knew that Hades was very difficult to mess with.

Athena, who was hiding in the owl's body, saw that there was no chance to keep Persephone, and she was afraid that Zeus would find out if the incident would expand, so she immediately flew away with her wings.

Before she flew away, she used clairvoyance to see the temple of Apollo in Ilion.

On the statue of Apollo destroyed by the war, a goddess sitting on the remnant rock is sticking out her feet, her round and thin white toes rubbing against the eyes of Apollo's head.

And under the damaged head, a tall figure with an arrow pot on his back just put down his silver bow.

That was Apollo. He and Athena looked at each other from a distance. The two gods with different positions did not communicate any more, but separated their eyes.

Apollo put away the rest of the arrows, and as soon as his fingers left the arrow feathers, one hand lightly clung to his arm, and his greasy fingertips slowly stroked his beautiful muscle texture.

"Apollo, if you don't make a timely move this time, [Eros] will get the two believers of the God of Seed and Hades, then he will wake up and compete with me for the authority of God of Eros."

The hand of the goddess behind him touched his back, and the lace of the quiver automatically loosened and fell to their feet.

Her hands also passed through Apollo's waist and embraced him, her tulle body was pressed against his perfect back, her beautiful lips were next to his shoulders, and temptation seemed to be her natural instinct.

With a polite smile on his face, Apollo indifferently separated the hands on his waist. He was able to stay absolutely awake with his bow and was not affected by the turbulent power of the goddess.

"The arrows I shoot have healing powers. When Hermes pulls out the arrows, the power on them will heal his wounds."

Apollo walked a few steps away from her before turning sideways to look at the god facing the light. Eros and beauty were just as described by the god in front of him.

She casually reached out and stroked her ankle-length hair, her exposed chest was white and glutinous like a vessel for orgasm, and the belt was loosely tied around her hips. Every gem was condensed by countless beastly loves. become.

"When you put down your bow and arrow one day, I will find you a beautiful woman as a gift, and endow her with fanatical admiration for you until you despise her."

Aphrodite smiled softly, and casually promised a gift to Apollo.

Apollo did not refuse, nor did he agree. He looked up at Olympus, which was far away in the Aegean Sea, as if he was staring at the follow-up matter.

"I am guarding Ilion and have no time to return to Olympos, nor have I participated in my father's meeting. It is not suitable to participate in this matter. Be careful in the future, and don't forget to curb the growth of Eros."

Eros has been in childhood since she was delivered from Aphrodite's body, and Eros at this age is completely a goddess of beauty.

With every arrow he shoots, the faith and strength he gains flows to his mother.This is also the reason why he does not grow up, because the nutrition for raising him is never enough.

As soon as he thought of Apollo here, his thoughts were interrupted by a question with a smile, "Zeus, our resourceful and decisive king, what is he planning again, such a stupid plan to let the seeds stay in the hands of his brothers?" , It doesn't seem like something he can do."

The Goddess of Beauty smiled, and walked to the door without dust on her feet. The sun illuminated her body, so beautiful that the Sun God could only avoid its light.

With his bow behind his back and his quiver at his feet, Apollo stood quietly beside the colonnade.

He is like a brooding sage, but also like a silent stone, oblivious to the devastating charm of the other party.

She didn't find out the answer she wanted, and Goddess of Beauty didn't have any complaints. Holding her long hair, she walked on delicate and cheerful steps, stepping on the corpse that died in the war and placed outside the temple, toward Helen's. Walk towards the bed.

Apollo, who was stranded in the same place, finally raised his eyes. He folded his arms around his chest, and the shadow of a flying bird appeared in his sober and bright eyes. The shadow passed through space, time, and reached the other side of the future, and the broken picture entered his eyes.

He suddenly murmured softly, "Persephine."

Such as the tone of singing, it doesn't seem like the owner calling the name, but more like telling the result of a prophecy.

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The black horses seem to feel the joy of their drivers. One of them is holding a basket of flowers that almost fell, and the other is full of fish, and they run to the west at a cheerful pace.

The afterglow of the setting sun is in full bloom in front of your eyes, like a visual feast that is too beautiful to ignore.

It's a pity that the people in the carriage, no matter who they are, didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, they all relied on a few horses to navigate and choose their own way.

Just after waking up, Persephone, who had already died directly, grabbed the sides of the hood with both hands, and wrapped her face tightly, revealing only two dead fish eyes that were stunned by the blow.

She couldn't imagine what kind of fanatic she was, she could do such a heartless thing like hugging Hades and chewing on her mouth. Last time, she had all kinds of ambiguities with Hades in her dream, and she could still convince herself that her dreams were all reversed.

But now this kind of self-comfort has completely lost its effect. She not only gnawed, but also touched him. After touching her, she still pinched his waist.

Persephone raised her hand pinching the waist again in shock, a violent urge to chop it off surged in her heart.Did she covet Hades deep in her heart without knowing it for a long time, and occasionally she lost her mind and revealed her true form?

After all kinds of messy self-condemnation, Persephone also recalled, thinking of the huge black shadow that suddenly appeared and then disappeared.

After she glanced at the black figure, she was almost as drunk as a fragment, and her eyes were blackened, and when she realized what she was doing, she did everything.

The unnatural frenzy, the madness of passion, the impetus of wanting to do something, are unlikely to come from her own will.

She looked up at Hades with a little hopelessness, "I didn't do that on purpose just now, and I don't know what happened to me."

Anyway, let me explain first.She's not that kind of person, really.

Hades nodded calmly, "I know."

Persephone thought he knew she didn't do it on purpose, but he went on to say, "You are influenced by the power of the God of Love, and the first time you see me, you will have uncontrollable love."

Those sudden feelings that poured into his heart did not attract his attention at first, because his heart was always overflowing with love for her.

Anything more or less won't affect him.

By the time she realized that it was Persephone's affection, she had already seen him.

The beings affected by Cupid will fall in love with him at first sight no matter who they see.

Hades still has Cupid's arrow in his heart, and he is very familiar with Persephone's loss of control, and he indulges her loss of control.If she hadn't been affected by the aftermath and woke up soon, they would be able to combine now.

Persephone clutched her chest in fear, her intense heartbeat had just returned to normal, "Is that big man Cupid?"

Hades' heart was also beating violently. He reached out and stroked her hair, and the flowers took the opportunity to wrap around his hand and cover his joints.

"If I didn't mistake that power, he should be Eros, the original god of love."

Persephone originally focused on his head-touching movements, but because of his answer, he struggled to recall the miscellaneous materials he had learned.

There are indeed many types of gods here, such as Olympian gods, Titan gods, primitive gods, and the underworld gods governed by Hades.

There are simply too many gods to memorize all of their names.

Hades didn't make it difficult for her either, he wanted to study-summarize the unified examination.He glanced at the direction in which the carriage was running, and the sun in front of him was setting on the edge of Oceanos.

He urged the horse silently, and then began to answer Persephone's doubts.

"Most of the primitive gods have assimilated into this world and fell asleep. Eros is the first generation god who sleeps relatively late. His power of love and desire restrains any living beings, including gods."

In order to get rid of the bad memory that made people kneel just now, Persephone wished that this topic could continue, so she quickly echoed: "Then that god just woke up?"

She didn't even ask the reason why the gods attacked them here, what reason could there be, seeing so many wonderful deeds here, she felt that the gods here were happy with the Lord, and never picked good days and auspicious days.

"Not waking up, but being awakened from Cupid."

Persephone smiled "I don't understand but I will study hard", "Really?"

Hades' memory of the first generation of gods comes from genetics, and this genetic Zeus is the most complete inheritance. When he was in his father's stomach, most of the inherited power and knowledge were swallowed up.

What led him to be able to teach Persephone now is only some superficial knowledge, and even uncertain rumors.

"Eros should have been swallowed by Aphrodite when she was asleep. The God of Cupid you see now was born of her."

Persephone tilted her head, her eyes were empty, "?"

Hades thought he didn't speak in detail enough, so he seriously recalled the past with her, "It's been a long time ago, and I only heard about it later. After she devoured Eros, she gained the power of lust to control gods and humans. "

Persephone: "I see."

That's what it is-horror!

"Originally, she wanted to digest the 'power of love' of Eros, but because her body couldn't bear the chaotic power of the primordial god, she was forced to borrow the rough fighting power of Ares to give birth to the power of love out of her body and give birth to Eros now."

Persephone looked calm and dull, the clearer the explanation, the more shocked she was.

Hades continued calmly: "The huge shadow just now is the soul power of the former Eros."

If the original god Eros really appeared, Persephone would not be able to get rid of the influence of love so easily.

When Aphrodite set foot on Cyprus, she only used her beauty to seduce the gods and the world, but that beauty was not enough to make her one of the twelve gods of Olympus.

What really made her exude incomparable charm, and made everyone kneel in front of her to offer the power of faith was lust.

And Eros was forced to be born again, the generation of the original god fell directly below Aphrodite, and with the stupidity of Ares, he was completely controlled by his "mother" and remained in childhood for a long time.

Persephone's words changed, "Are you all used to this?"

Hades was eaten by that terrible father, which was enough to challenge her three views, but in the end, he fell into a deep sleep and was dug out and swallowed.

And then was born again.

Help, this is really a world of fairy tales, not a collection of strange horror stories?

Hades' fingers left her hair, and a few flowers slid across his fingertips, so delicate and gentle that he paused before replying slowly: "We rarely do this."

Persephone thought, yes, if all the gods are so heartless, can the world be saved?

Hades began to condense mist in the black mist, and it was faintly visible as a terrifyingly long iron weapon.

Like a long sword, and in his hands as nimble as the most exquisitely woven cloth, the blade began to transform into another sharper weapon in his palm.

While easily forging and strengthening the weapon, he said: "After all, he is not strong enough to devour gods who are not the same as him. Zeus also suffered torture after swallowing Metis. Later, he agreed to release Athena in exchange for Metis." Totally asleep."

And the sequelae that Aphrodite needs to bear is the growth of Eros.

Hades lowered his eyelashes lightly. If he read correctly, it was his death ability that stinged Eros at the origin, forcing the spirit of the original god to wake up.

If he and Persephone were shot by the primitive gods, their power would become fertile ground for the primitive gods to grow.

The gods who are also part of the Olympian pantheon do not want any god from the chaotic period to return to this land to seize power.

The power of Apollo's prophecy may have seen this scene, and it will accurately destroy Eros's chance to gain believers and grow up smoothly before Eros successfully shoots them.

Everything in the child's hands will belong to the mother.

If he grows up and regains his memory, killing his mother and regaining power is an inevitable path.

Hades didn't tell Persephone about this in depth. The various plots and tricks of the gods to fight for power are too complicated. She woke up not long ago, and her life time is not as good as that of Eros when she was a child.

Complicated courses such as power struggle and iteration will be taught later, and another issue needs to be raised and discussed first.

Persephone, who was lamenting how immoral the gods of this world are, suddenly her eyes lit up.

It was Hades who lightly lifted the hood covering her face, felt her emotions in silence for a while, and then seriously said, "Why do you feel ashamed?"

He was puzzled and asked inexplicably.

Persephone lost the hood that covered her, and her eyes were blindingly golden. The carriage was too close to the setting sun, and even Hades' bottomless eyes were smudged with holy brilliance.

He looked at her and continued to ask softly: "Even if it is affected by external forces, pleasure is real. Kissing, caressing, bonding, and reproduction are all sacred and beautiful things, but you are very afraid, and even wake up and blame yourself .”

If she loathed him, he could still convince himself that she was blaming him for approaching a loathsome god.But he took out those terribly small emotions, but he couldn't find a single fragment that she hated him.

So she hates herself?

Hades sighed slightly, and the sincere praise came from the heart, "Just sitting in front of me, you are as beautiful as the whole land, the whole ocean and the sky. When I see you, sweet desire arises, just want to Can't wait and love, you can hate all my reckless and stupid behaviors, but you can't hate yourself."

Persephone finally realized what he was talking about. He was discussing with her the topic she wanted to avoid in the first place.

The eyes of Hades and her were so focused that he could only see her figure. His fingers touching her were as hot as the temperature of the sun, which made her face flushed.

The words that wanted to explain that his moral bottom line was different from his, or refute that she didn't hate him, but just had an evasive mentality, were all drowned in his gaze.

Finally, she nodded, "OK."

In fact, she doesn't seem to dislike Hades too much, probably.

Hades lightly touched her face with his fingers, touching the corners of her lips tentatively, as if feeling whether there was a sense of rejection in her heart, his words were softer, "Maybe you can kiss me again, try to accept yourself desire."

Persephone felt that this proposal was very reasonable, and then she firmly pulled off his hand, "No need, I will never hate myself in the future, if I want to hate, I will hate you first."

This is called applying what you have learned, and it was taught by him.

Hades froze in all his movements, and even the heat in his hands cooled down. Finally, he came back, expressionless, and took out the weapon he had finally forged just now from the black mist.

A black and terrifying giant scythe.

Persephone: "..."

Hades weighed the weapon in his hand, not knowing how ferocious he looked. He looked forward sideways, "We are catching up with the sun god's carriage."

Only then did Persephone realize that there was a sea of ​​flames in front of her. No wonder she felt hot. Was her abnormally fast heartbeat also affected by the high temperature?

Taking advantage of Hades' focus, she turned her head and rubbed her face with her hands. The blush had spread from her cheeks to her neck, and her breathing was abnormally short.

After barely controlling the out-of-control physiological state, she finally remembered something and asked, "What are you doing, Hades."

Hades was holding the sickle, and he had already stepped out of the carriage. He turned his head, the light in his eyes was like the excitement before hunting, "I'm going to get the gift that will be given to you."

Persephone looked at the abnormal weapon in his hand, feeling a little flustered, "What gift?"

Hades: "Sunshine."

When Persephone thought of the sun, her mood softened a little. Was the sun fished out of the sea of ​​fire?so hard.

Hades tightened his body, and when he was about to jump down, he said casually: "The last time I cut off the crown of Helios and took it to the Hades, it will soon become dark. This time, I will cut off Helios directly. hang his head where you pass, and it will burn for a long time."

Persephone had never heard such cruel words, causing his brain to freeze for a few seconds, and Hades had already left the carriage, fiercely raised his knife to chop off the sun's head.

Persephone: "..."

Sure enough, this world is still going to perish, there is no way to save it.

The sun's carriage was descending steadily towards the ocean, and Helios had already seen the golden ship that Hephaestus made for him floating on the sea.

After a hard day's work, you will rest on board.

Helios showed a gratified smile, and then he saw a mass of black mist appearing in front of him. Why does this mass of black mist feel familiar?

Then he saw Hades' indifferent face appear in front of the horse, and a huge scythe slashed at him.

Helios: "..."