To be king [Greek mythology]

It's very beautiful, and if you meet someone with a big appetite, you will be kept.

It's a pity that Thurps is neither of these two kinds of people. He ordered the execution of these crying and screaming nobles without hesitation.

King Megara glanced at the young Spartan king who was sitting on the high platform a little far away from him. He was a very good and handsome young man.

Then his head was chopped off, and after the world spun, his field of vision stayed in the darkness—I don't know if it was the darkness after death, or the starless and moonless night sky that had lasted for nearly half a month.

Thurps squinted his eyes, feeling a little tired, but he didn't show his fatigue here.

He threw the matter to a few warrior leaders who had gradually become more reliable, dismissed the crowd by himself, and ran to a nice room that was customarily reserved for him in the palace, sat at the table and looked at the dim brazier with his brows furrowed. dead tight.

He could almost see with his naked eyes that the power of the light was weakening.

Apollo has not appeared in the sky in a sun chariot for several days. If this continues, the sun will only stay on Mount Olympus forever, covered by layers of clouds that cannot be seen, and will never come to the world again .

Without the sun, and without the God of Light, it is self-evident what this world will become.

"Your Majesty, is Megara's Sun Temple going to be demolished?" A warrior asked outside the door.

Thurpus frowned, the fire from the brazier in front of him swayed slightly, and the god of death rolled in the room wrapped in cold gray, and nodded slightly to him.

"Push." ​​Thurpus replied loudly. He glanced at the tiredness in Thanadus' eyes, paused, and added: "Build...the Temple of Death."

The warrior outside the door was obviously silent for a while, and asked tentatively: "Death... temple?"

"God of death, Thanadus." Thurpus said, his tone seemed a little harsh, the warrior immediately stopped asking, turned and left, and conveyed the king's order.

In fact, it is understandable, the warrior who is a little bit entangled in his heart thinks so.

After all, the relationship between His Majesty the King and the God of Death seems to be quite good, and there is nothing wrong with building a temple for him-after all, the temple of the God of Death can be counted in two palms.

Thinking about it this way, I really have a little sympathy for the god of death.

"What do you want to do here?" Thurpus felt a little worried, since Thanadus had nothing good to do when he came.

Thanadus felt a little overwhelmed by the fact that he was rejected, so he choked for a while before saying, "I'll bring someone."

"Who is it?" Thurps felt that it would be troublesome.

Thanadus glanced at him, "Minos."

Surpus followed his gaze and turned around, just in time to see the new king of Crete who had climbed halfway through the window.

Minos: "..."

Thanadus: "..."

At this time, you are not sitting in Crete or the battlefield of Salamis Island, but you run over to climb the window, are you sick or sick?

Thurps' head buzzed.

Chapter 83

Minos didn't think there was anything wrong with coming to Megara.

In fact, after knowing that their sneak attack on Salamis Island had been revealed from Death, who had nothing to do, he asked Thanadus to take him to the Salamis battlefield overnight.

Over the past few days, although the passive situation has not been restored, it has stabilized at any rate.

It was still from Thanadus who had nothing to do to chat and fart. After knowing that Megara was taken down by lightning, Minos still did not sit still, and asked Thanadus to be the first Time brought him here - of course, with the reason that it would be better to communicate tactics face to face.

Don't think he didn't know that Hercules was traveling with the army this time.

It hurts to hear those gossips.

"Why are you here?" Thurps asked.

He really didn't feel how much he missed Minos, because these days are so full, it's really not easy to make time to think about emotional matters.

Minos looked around the room and was satisfied that he didn't see that slightly obtrusive figure. Of course, he also wanted to express his opinion, "Where's Hercules?"

"Hercules?" Thurps was taken aback for a moment, but the direction of the aftertaste was not right, "Are you interested in him?"

Minos was silent for a moment: ""

No.

Thanadus instantly understood the purpose of Minos' strong request to come to Megara, and his eyes turned between the two people, and finally said nothing, squatting aside to watch the excitement.

"Hercules is behind with the backbone, and will probably arrive before noon tomorrow." Thurps didn't delve into the topic, and asked after changing the subject: "Has your side been discovered?"

"Yes." Minos also became serious, frowning and said, "It was the news from Radamandis' diehard loyalist to Athens, but it didn't come from Radamandis's intention."

Thurps raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"You know, I know Radamandes." Minos explained, "Although he always hates us, he thinks of Crete in his heart. He is really a good king." Then he paused, "But I'm better, so he has to leave."

Thurps didn't make any comments on Minos' self-showing behavior, but just nodded to confirm Minos' thoughts.

This matter is definitely not what Radamandis meant, but those confidants who are wholeheartedly toward Radamandis are not necessarily.

"I was too kind to them." Minos said so, looked at Surpus, and fell silent.

Thanadus felt that these two people were extremely boring, and Minos would still show a rather angry look at him even though his avatar teased Surpus before.

Now that he's grown up, he's calmed down a lot—or rather, he's a lot more sullen.

Thanadus had no interest in such intrigues between humans. He patted his buttocks and stood up, thinking that he should give this pair of humans—or demigods a little space to be alone.

Both Surpus and Minos were quite satisfied with the understanding of the God of Death.

"What did you mean by Hercules?" Thurps narrowed his eyes.

Just because he took the initiative to change the subject doesn't mean he doesn't care about it. It's shameful to show jealousy in front of others. Thurps feels that his skin is quite thin in this respect.

"It's not interesting." Minos came over and hugged Thurps from behind, with a hint of complaint in his tone, "You have been carrying Hercules with you, don't you know what's going on outside? "

"He's been with me, and Hercules... will be of great use later," Thurps said.

Hercules, who possesses a pseudo-godhead, is not affected by the twilight. This alone can make Hercules the most powerful person after the twilight completely falls.

In fact, Minos didn't think about it, but he always heard rumors about his lover and other people outside, but everyone would be upset.

Thurps' attitude was enough to satisfy him.

"I plan to build a death temple in Megara." Thurpus said to Minos, frowning slightly, "The warriors of Sparta are loyal to Ares after all, I am a little worried about whether they will be tampered with. "

"Instead of building the Temple of the God of Death, it is better to build a Temple of the Abyss. Tartarus is getting worse and worse recently, and Typhon seems to be waking up." Minos hugged Surpus even tighter, "At that time, all the gods will be asleep, and only demigods like us will be able to fight against Typhon."

It is a tacit understanding that everyone in this world has to do as much as possible. Especially when facing a crisis, people in this world will always show amazing tacit understanding and combat effectiveness.

Thurps has long been accustomed to the way of thinking in this world, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with this situation.

It is impossible to just watch human beings being destroyed after dusk.

"I plan to build the temple of Tartarus in Athens." Thurps paused, "But Ares probably won't want to."

It doesn't matter if you give up a Megara, but taking Athens is different.

Especially now that Athena is still equivalent to the existence of the temporary ruler of Olympus, Ares, who has always been at odds with Athena, has been unhappy with Athena who has been arrogant for a long time, and wants to slap her no matter what.

"You ask Hercules to find those demigods, and find a reason that is neither serious nor serious to remind them, and pay more attention to the abnormalities around them." Minos pondered, "Danadus should be willing to help, Sarah Erpedon and your brother Myledus founded a new city across the sea from Crete."

"I know." Thurps nodded.

"As for Ares, let him go back to Olympus and he won't want to come back."

Thurps was surprised when he heard the words: "What happened to Olympus?"

"Olympus is no longer what it used to be. The day has disappeared, dusk and dawn alternate, the light is fading, and life is constantly being lost."

Thurps raised his eyebrows. He can imagine what Olympus looks like now, but Olympus is like this, let alone the world. The situation here is bound to be more serious than Olympus.

Minos sighed, "Many places have already started to fall into chaos."

Thurps looked down at his hands. They were rough and calloused. At first glance, they were not pampered hands.

Then he will use this hand to hold