[Greek mythology] The troubles of Adonis

Far away on the summit of Mount Olympus, in a sanctuary of majestic marble surrounded by oak, in the cella, where the attendants were driven back, a quarrel broke out between the noblest and most conflicted couples. .

Zeus, the king of the gods, angrily hit the thunder scepter on the ground. Once, the clouds scattered and the arc of the sun shifted; twice, the earth trembled and the river flooded; The snow and ice were shattered, the herds of beasts frightened away, and thousands of birds flew together.

The men working in the fields dropped their work in horror, and the weaving women at home ran out helplessly with their children in their arms. The families finally reunited in front of the temples and temples of their respective gods, crawling tremblingly, Sacrificial offerings were added to the full altar, lambs were slaughtered, and only the humblest gestures were made to ask for forgiveness.

Hera confronted him tit for tat in terms of momentum, staring at a pair of bull's eyes without showing any weakness.

"My dear wife, Hera," began the unfaithful but supremely powerful husband with sarcasm: "You, who rule over marriage and childbearing, are utterly incapable of being Before you make a big mistake by blinding your eyes with the absurd fantasy of Ashatori, don't turn the truth of the matter into an inconspicuous spider's thread, and then discard it like a shoe, and set a trap for the innocent God of love with wishful thinking."

He originally wanted to find Aphrodite to have a good talk, and make full use of the infatuation of Pluto, who had never been a prisoner of love, but Hera, who was eager to protect the queen's self-esteem, acted first and sent an envoy first. Going to tell Aphrodite about the fact that the aloof god king also coveted the handsome boy, aroused her sense of crisis, and went to Hades alone regardless.

He was half humiliating, half admonishing, but Hera was completely unmoved: "Be jealous! That's because your long-cherished orb is lying contentedly in the poplar box; roar! It's because An amorous heart has long strayed away from the correct direction of marriage guidance; be angry! That is because the owner of the golden belt you have coveted for a long time is out of reach."

"This sad marriage dominated by the evil cuckoo is so thin that even a butterfly with golden wings can easily pierce it. If you draw nourishment from your husband, you will definitely suffer from severe poisonous colic."

Seeing that she was still obsessing over trivial matters and ignoring the overall situation without guilt, Zeus became more angry and disappointed at the same time, and his words became more vicious: "Let the cold air take away and be covered by your maid's breath." The mist on the clear mirror forces these haughty eyes to face the one that faithfully reflects your appearance, and you will find in despair that there is no majesty and beauty remaining on the cheeks, only aggressive arrogance and shame. Ridiculous It's because you never realize that you have a bleak face and a decrepit temperament, and you just blindly bully the pure and kind inferiors to seek peace of mind."

"Since fear loses its beauty, instead of saying harsh curses, it is better to pray to Rhea, the mother goddess who is in charge of the passage of time, and to shelter Hebe who holds the priesthood of youth. There are this pair of incompetent thick eyelids drooping , not only make you unable to see clearly what is longer than a strand of hair, but also unable to comprehend the true intention behind the action."

Hera was annoyed at being poked at the sore spot at first, and felt dizzy for a while. When her breath eased, she wished she could tear her flesh apart. The anger that had been accumulated for a long time set off a strong wind: "What a vicious Tongue! It should be locked, imprisoned, and broken, so that it can no longer spit out the shame with contempt. How you coaxed with smooth words, is now trampled with viciousness. It is only for the purpose of gaining a low status. The delicious flesh of the plant god, you don't hesitate to calculate your elder brother, who is indifferent to the world, and even wants to take away the one-third of the universe that he once controlled, which was once shunned. No matter how evasive you are in the ridiculous lottery for the name of—”

Zeus couldn't bear it any longer, and waved his scepter, mobilizing the mighty divine power that surged like waves and mighty like the sea, and turned Hera, who was chattering over old accounts endlessly, into a statue with a hideous face.

He left an inscrutable glance, turned away, and Hera, who was left in this empty hall, could not move at least until he came back to untie it.

On the other side of the land, Aphrodite and Eros hid behind the clouds, quietly watching the scene in the forest.

If it wasn't for the treasure she stole from her nominal husband, Hephaestus, that could hide her body from all things, she would never dare to get so close.

Even so, the plant god she dreamed of was right in front of her eyes, but she hesitated holding the small and exquisite soft bow and golden arrows, with a sad face.

——The life-robbing, cruel and tyrannical Pluto actually cares about the person he loves, and his posture of inseparable, like a dragon guarding his treasure.

"How absurd!" She still vividly remembered the foggy and dewy green eyes and Hermes' horrifying horror, and she sighed deeply, and walked uneasily behind the thick clouds. Shrinking a little: "Beauty should be associated with cuteness, and light should be associated with warmth. How can a pluto who has never loved, never hated, and is unsmiling, be close to the owner of those beautiful eyes, let alone such a Intimate?"

Beauty's cared-for hands are as tender as frozen milk, and her snow-white arms are only suitable for embracing an eager lover, and even with all her strength, she can't draw a delicate bow.Those water-blue eyes are used to letting out the seductive lingering twinkling, but they don't have the sharpness of a falcon.

what.

Eros glanced at her who was always less decisive, opened his mouth lazily, and yawned.

He didn't think that the mother goddess who had never held a bow and arrow could shoot at such a long distance, besides, she was frightened by the atrocities of Pluto before, she was as pitiful as a sparrow being chased by an eagle, and like a man in rags So afraid of the cold wind, shivering.

He wanted to take a closer look at the plant god, who was so beautiful that even the mother god was ashamed, but unfortunately he was too far away, and the angle was too tricky, so he could only see a vague outline, and commented dullly: "It is worthy of being famous for being unselfish. Pluto, even the performance of falling in love is so dull and uninteresting, it is unbearable."

He even wastes precious time with his lover sitting solemnly under a tree, carrying a dead soul ball that emits a nasty smell.

Aphrodite disagrees with whether Hades is really in love with Adonis: "If he is secretly favored by love, it is a contempt for our authority. Look at his back! It is waving to the dead His bloody sword, the ground he trod was strewn with dry corpses, and the banners that fluttered were soaked in the breath of death. Love cheers and benevolent, and doesn't fan--ah!"

Her eyes lit up suddenly, her unfinished words were completely forgotten, and her upper body couldn't help but lean forward a little, so as to take a closer look at the two who were about to be separated temporarily.

Seeing her impatient, Eros curled his lips, and simply withdrew the bow and arrow from that weak and boneless hand, lest it be wronged and useless: "Please allow me to help you."

Aphrodite readily agreed, and while preparing to quickly land in front of Adonis, she did not forget to exhort: "Golden arrows, golden arrows! No matter how much talent and clear mind you have, you will fall into the fog of loss. Call the bell that calls for the sweet opening scene, and turn the nothingness of the heart into the palpable love of the present."

It's embarrassing to say, she usually sees Adonis using a half-human bow and arrow so light and flexible as to move her fingers, she thought that Aiko's bowstring would be much easier than that much smaller one, but unexpectedly she couldn't even draw it to the full. To, let alone aim.

"If this bow string still listens to me as before, it will make your long-cherished wish come true, and I don't need too much effort."

Eros responded casually, with a solemn expression, firmly resting his fist-big knee against the bottom of the bow, squinting his eyes, and quickly aimed at the back of the tall man in black robe—from the former lover of the mother goddess. Judging from Ares' burly physique, it is obvious that the slender one cannot be the new favorite.

Because of the importance the mother goddess attached to this, he was afraid that the effect would not be enough, or that he would miss it if he missed the target. This time, he even set up three spears at once, all aiming at the pitch-black cloak.

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This is the first time he has always treated his duties with a playful mood so seriously. He took a nervous breath, and immediately without hesitation, he quickly removed the force that fixed the extremely tense strings and let them "swish". With a sharp sound breaking through the air, they shot towards the target in unison.

Eros, who can control love at will, his arrows are the weakest in the world, because they can't cause any real damage to gods or even mortals.

But his golden arrows and lead arrows are the most indestructible sharp weapons at the same time, even if they are as powerful as a god king, they can't escape the penetrating pursuit. The seemingly insignificant power will break through the defense, making it useless and hitting the heart directly.

"Oh!"

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and Aphrodite, who was full of expectation just now, turned to horror, and screamed as if her throat was being pinched.

By the time Eros realized something was wrong from the panicked look of the mother goddess, and his heart skipped a beat, it was too late when he realized that he shot the wrong target completely——

The three elusive golden arrows pierced Hades' back without any mistakes.

This scene was shocking, and Adonis, who was sitting under the tree keeping the soul ball and waiting for Thanadus, the god of death, to get it, couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

"His Majesty?"

There was more confusion than concern in his tone.

The flesh of the immortal gods is stronger than the most condensed iron. Prometheus was shackled and forced to let the eagle peck at his internal organs every day, but he was still as strong as before, not to mention the power of the gods and the relationship between the gods. The king is on par with Pluto.

Hades frowned, pulled them out with his backhand in disgust, crumpled them into a golden ball, and threw them aside.

Adonis couldn't help smiling.

Not only because he has heard a little about the owner of the Golden Arrow, but he has a deep understanding of Pluto's immobile character, and he knows that the only thing that can make the other party feel a little disgusted is probably the only one who is romantic. The Olympian gods of sex and frivolity.

At the same time locked by the icy but unbelievably clear green eyes of the lord of the underworld, a terrifying coercion rushed over, but it was Eros, a mid-level god who was favored by the mother goddess and whose status seemed aloof, was on the spot. Together with Aphrodite, his limbs trembled and he sweated profusely.

But none of this could compare to the shock and bewilderment he endured in his heart.

"How is it possible?" Eros's teeth chattered, and even his voice became vague: "Even if it is Hades, no, even God King is not unaffected!"

Pluto naturally ignored this question.

As a reward for offending him, the vast sea of ​​divine power was released almost unreservedly with the breath of despair of death, capturing Aphrodite who was trying to escape with her beloved son in an instant, and captured the pair who played with love The mother and child who knew the tricks between their palms were imprisoned in a cage formed by divine power.

The prey turned into a hunter in an instant, and the original hunter lay in the cage, trembling like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the altar.

Hades had no waves in his eyes, looked at the trance-like little Eros, and suddenly said, "Your target is not me."

The low voice revealed the coldness of walking on thin ice, and Eros panicked but didn't realize the danger involved. He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily admitted: "The Supreme Lord of Hades wearing the dark gold crown, I don't mean to offend— -Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The heart-piercing pain from the left side of the body was enough to make the pampered little Cupid pass out on the spot.

——The right arm that was in charge of stretching the bow just now was forcibly torn off by the ruthless dark divine power.