To be king [Greek mythology]

The young man belonged to this type. He looked at his king's expression and didn't say much.

Surpus looked at the fleet that was getting closer to the port, looked left and right, and was relieved to make sure that Hercules was not by his side.

He didn't want Hercules and Minos to face each other head-on at all, not because he was worried that Minos would not be able to defeat Hercules, but that it would be quite troublesome to deal with the consequences of their fight-in fact, in Thurps In his eyes, it is very simple for Minos to win against Hercules, after all, IQ is suppressed.

Before Crete's fleet set off, Thurpus had already sent Hercules to various places to find the demigods, and revealed to them some information related to the recent abnormalities.

After all, this part of people has a strong sense of responsibility for the idea of ​​protecting the world, and after the gods fall asleep, these extremely powerful people will become the pillars for people to resist the sudden darkness.

The most important thing is that the lifespan of demigods is not as long and boundless as that of gods. They will also die of old age. They will have excellent descendants who will continue to lead mankind to go on after they die.The beauty is that the final result of the inheritance from generation to generation will only be that the blood of the descendants of the demigods will gradually become exactly the same as ordinary people, and the boundaries of blood will no longer exist.

It's a bit cruel to say, but the future ruled by humans does not need the existence of gods, or the descendants of gods.

Thurpus watched Minos coming down from the boat with a rare soft face, and the hard expression on his face softened slightly. He was just about to say hello, but Minos hugged him directly.

"..." Thurpus was stunned for a moment, glanced at the warriors who were also stunned around him and the next generation of successors he trained, and instantly understood Minos' thoughts.

It was nothing more than wanting everyone to know their relationship. Thurps didn't think there was anything, but it was obvious that Minos cared a lot about his status.

The lover still smelled of gunpowder smoke and blood from the battlefield ahead, mixed with the slight fishy smell of the ocean, which was not pleasant but made Surps feel happy.

"Very well?" Surpus asked Minos, looking up.

"It went well." Minos buried his head in Thurpus's hair and took a deep breath, "The army of Athens is not as familiar with water warfare as the warriors of Crete."

Without the support of Athena, the army that Athens aided Salamis was almost completely annihilated.Thurps was also a little surprised by this result. The place where Athens is located is considered to be close to the ocean, so we should pay more attention to fighting at sea.

"Theseus didn't send the main force." Minos paused, "Probably prepared and waiting for us in Athens."

Thurps nodded without saying much. After showing off at the pier, he asked his successors to lead the Cretan warriors who came with Minos to settle down, and he took Minos directly into the castellan's room. .

The battle losses of the warriors of Crete in Salamis were unexpectedly low, so low that Thurps wondered if Athens had sent a group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

"It's Poseidon." After entering the castellan's room, Thurpus was stunned by Minos' first words.

"What?" Thurps didn't respond, "What's wrong with Poseidon?"

"Ares is not the only one who is upset about seeing Athena." Minos sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. "I don't know how much he knows about the matter, but when the reinforcements landed in Athens, he intervened."

"He still has time to intervene in human affairs." No wonder Crete's battle damage was so low, Thurps raised his eyebrows.

Minos shook his head, "It can still cause such a big commotion, during the Battle of Athens..."

"It's good, with him here, the sea won't make waves." Thurpus was not nervous, and Poseidon was still free to attack Athens, indicating that he was fighting Athena to the end, which meant that his strength was not enough. Not so much elapsed as the gods of Olympus.After all, most of the people who believe in Poseidon are city-states by the sea, and they are definitely inferior to Olympus, which is full of beliefs, so the current loss is not too big.But the final result is also irresistible. As the master of the sea realm, Poseidon is absolutely impossible to be independent from this darkness.

"I heard that Tartarus found you. Did he tell you what happened after the darkness fell?" Minos asked.

"..." Thurpus was silent for a while, touched the two teeth hanging on his neck, glanced at Minos with concerned eyes, and raised his lips slightly, "Yes, the future of mankind depends on us .”

Minos lowered his eyes and looked in the direction of Athens without speaking.

In fact, he was a little unwilling to attack Athens. After all, now that darkness is ahead, human downsizing is of no benefit to them.

Thurpus knew what Minos was thinking. The native mythical people were always brave and selfless to put righteousness before personal hatred, but he couldn't do it.

It just so happened that he was unwilling to give in, and it just so happened that Minos would not hinder—or even help him do these things, Thurpus didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

"Rest." Thurps broke the silence and said.

Today's night is much darker than before, the night sky is occupied by Nix and Hecate, and the torches can't dispel the darkness and cold much.

Surpus did not intend to give Athens more time to prepare. The rapidly approaching coldness and darkness drove him to resolve his hatred as soon as possible. The easy success made him, who was always calm, feel a little hot-he fantasized about going back to Athens more than once. On the land of Attica, take back the city-state, and let the name of Syreis re-exist on this land.

But now, all this will no longer be a fantasy.

Not many people were sent by Miredus, but it was already a great support for a new city-state.

Surpus waited only two days, holding in his hand the letter brought to him by the young warrior of Miletus, and his eyes were gratified.

It seemed that he was not the only one who had such a feeling.

Thurps' restless heart calmed down a little.

Accompanied by his lover, the young king of Sparta rode at the forefront of the Spartan army - in front of them was the city-state Athens, which had locked its gates. The city-state that is favored by the gods and shrouded in light and bright colors looks a little dull.

The sea breeze was blowing from the southeast, carrying a cold fishy smell, and a certain god seemed to be about to move.

The raven followed closely the wings of death, and stopped on the sparse branches. The black bird tilted its head to look at the menacing Spartan army, flapped its wings, and made rough and piercing calls.

Like the death knell, it echoed outside the gates of Athens.

Chapter 87

Theseus, the young king of Athens, stood on the city wall with his warrior leaders. His eyes fell on the black Spartan army approaching the city, and finally jumped over lightly, falling in the direction of the sea wind.

"Poseidon is not restless," said the young king, feeling a little headache.

If only Athena was here.He thought so, but in the end he could only shake his head and think of a way.

But how can the power of human beings be compared with that of gods, and he is still one of the lords of the Three Realms? Theseus sighed, thinking that Poseidon would be shameless to do it at this time. Did Ares, who came directly to attack, avoid suspicion and leave? Poseidon ran over with a shy face and directly intervened in human affairs.

Of course, the King of Athens couldn't tell anyone about this kind of suffering. It was well known that Athena would not intervene this time—and the timing of letting go this time was quite inappropriate.

The young Athenian king took a deep breath of the icy air, and looked across the dim sky.

This weather has lasted for a long time, and even the vegetation began to die. Outside the city, along with the Spartan army, they flew to look for dead ravens, each of which was clearly visible on the empty branches that had lost all their leaves.

"It's terrible." Theseus took one last look at the few people at the front of the Spartan army, snorted coldly, turned and left the city wall.

He needs to gather his warriors, and Athens has no people who flee without a fight.

"Your Majesty..." The chief priest walked out of the Parthenon Temple, his face still full of sorrow, but his eyes were clear.

"Athena hasn't responded yet, right?" Theseus said, his tone quite firm.He didn't have much hope for the god who took good care of them in the past. The gods are always so casual and never take into account the feelings of humans who are like ants in their eyes.

"Please at least maintain the most basic respect. The great Athena blessed Athens and gave the name of the city-state Athens." The high priest sighed, not agreeing with Theseus' attitude.

"And she has now abandoned the city-state named after her, and her blessings were obtained by us in exchange for countless tributes." Theseus said and tilted his head, "The king of Sparta has a saying Wrong, the relationship between gods and humans has always been a transaction."

It's just that the relationship is not equal.

"Call the warriors, I hope you can make Athena's blessing reappear in Athens." Theseus looked at the high priest, biting the word "blessing", which meant it was self-evident.

All his warriors need is a symbolic spirit, and it doesn't matter if it's true Athena returns.It is enough for the Warriors to know that their faith is alive.

Outside the city of Athens, Surps looked back at the siege gouge transported by several Spartan warriors, and glanced at Minos in surprise.

"There are many skilled craftsmen in Crete." Minos said, looking at the Spartan warriors