To be king [Greek mythology]

For example, Thurps seems to be sure that he will not fall into a deep sleep, both inside and outside.

It was a matter of his own life and death, and Ares was still very sensitive. He looked at Thurps for a while, and finally raised his hand, leading his army to turn around and leave the city-state that was already riddled with holes.

"Thurps, what do you mean?!" Danatus is much more witty than Ares, and of course he can understand what Ares can understand, "Aris can't..."

"Maybe." Thurps interrupted Thanadus, rubbing the letter in his hand, "Prometheus left something in Sparta, if Ares chooses right, he can survive —to live forever, but not as a god.”

Ares is the only god who has not taken back the divine power left in the human city-state to protect believers at this time. Prometheus has a good vision and gave Ares a small easter egg. If Ares is willing to give up the godhood If it is, he will survive, will not fall into darkness, and will not fall.

"Why didn't you say something like this earlier!?" Thanadus almost jumped up.

"Because it's useless to you, you can't lose your godhead." The gods of the underworld must hold the godhead in order to extradite the souls of the dead, so as not to mess up the reincarnation of this world. Their inability to give up their godheads also means that these gods of the gods must be sacrificed .

"Okay." Thanadus slammed his mouth a little bit in a bad mood, sighed for a while, and repeated: "Okay."

"Sorry, Thanadus." Surps looked at the God of Death apologetically, "Now I need your help."

"There's no need to apologize, I've already made preparations." Thanadus shrugged, "Tell me, what's the matter."

"I ask other city-states to release the slaves from Syreis and the descendants of those slaves. They will return to Syreis and become the new people of Syreis." Thurps paused, "Isireis The new king, in the name of Thurpus."

Thanadus nodded, and spread the wings on his back to prepare to fly away.

"Starting from the places Hercules has been to, I believe they will be obedient." Surpus reminded.

"No problem." Thanadus looked at the new Tartarus Temple that had been cleaned up with a smile, feeling that the Netherland, which had gradually begun to collapse, was a little more stable, and the tight string in his heart was slightly loosened. Loose.

Soon after the god of death left, the new Syreis was filled with prisoners of war—that is, the original Athenians. The head of their former king Theseus was hung high on the city wall. There was awe and fear in Thurpus' eyes at the door.

Surpus looked at Minos beside him, and just opened his mouth to say something, when a huge pothole suddenly opened on the ground of the outer city, a stench and a dull roar came out of the pothole, and he was driven away. The people who came out of the inner city screamed in panic, and they ran around the inner city in an attempt to get farther away from the dark and terrifying black hole.

Thurpus frowned suddenly, and the Typhon's Fang hanging around his neck flashed rapidly.

"It's the breath of Netherland." Minos also frowned.

"It's lower." Thurpus took a deep breath, and Typhon's fang turned into a thin black thread and spread around his hand, "It comes from the abyss."

Chapter 93

Thurpus is not as familiar with Netherland as Minos, and he can't tell anything from the stench and cold breath, but the Typhon's Fang he wears is closely related to Netherland and the abyss.

So he knew the moment the ground cracked, the monsters suppressed by Tartarus were probably gradually waking up.

Ominous black is constantly coming out of the cracked holes on the ground of the outer city, like smoke and mist, which is light but plainly depressing. It diffuses and spreads in the city of Athens, which has lost the blessing of Athena's divine light. People look at the smoke in fear. , Desperately want to leave but have nowhere to escape.

Thurpus frowned, looked down at the thin black thread rubbing on his hand that looked quite excited, turned around and walked towards the door.

"I'll go." Minos reached out to stop Surpus, "We still need someone to manage the affairs here."

"That's the descendant of Typhon." Thurps said, "The things in my hand can be more targeted at it."

The black mist dissipated in the air, carrying a disgusting stench that people couldn't avoid. They waved their arms in an attempt to disperse the smell, but it was of no use.

The pervasive smell penetrated their nostrils and entered their bodies, bringing burning pain—like rolling a red-hot iron in their bodies. The unfortunate people around the potholes wailed and writhed on the ground in pain, their bodies covered in pain. Bright red drops of blood came out, and the skin became red and hot like a cooked shrimp.

After being stunned for a moment, the people around screamed in horror and ran away in all directions. At such a moment, no one can raise the thought of helping others.

At some point, the God of Death appeared above the city filled with the atmosphere of the underworld. His expression seemed to be a little more energetic than before, probably because his strength was replenished by the death that gradually covered the entire land.

Of course, Thurps knew in his heart that it was more likely that the deep sleep of the gods of Olympus made Hades, which had already begun to understand human beliefs, quickly took over the crumbling beliefs of humans for their own use.

Minos glanced at Thurpus's hand, and could almost clearly feel the thin black line of excitement. He frowned, but finally took a step back as a compromise.

He still wanted to fight, but it was obvious that those panicked people didn't have time to wait for them to fight for a result.

None of the human beings who can survive is very precious. Minos knows, and can even guess what the rest of the world will be like now-probably compared to thinking about Athens now, no, Syreis will only more exaggerated.

Hope that Hercules will reward the kings with the things they entrusted.

Seeing the situation in the city, the sea water that had been gradually receding paused slightly. In the deep sea, the sea emperor, who was tired but pleased with revenge, listened to the message brought by the tide and hesitated a little. Athena was weak and all the sea water that overflowed the earth was collected back.

All this is full of ominousness, and he does not want to lose his godhood and life for his ambition.

The tides everywhere are telling him that terrible changes have taken place on the ground. The dark underworld seems to completely invade the land full of light. Even the sea monsters and tidbits that were imprisoned under Tartarus appeared in the sea. The monster born under Fengsheng.

This is not like what Hades would do. Poseidon is quite familiar with the temper of this elder brother who has been with him since the belly of the father god. The gloomy Lord of Hades has no interest in the light on the earth. There is no ambition to rule the earth at all.

Thinking about the successive fall of the gods of Olympus recently, no matter how stupid Poseidon is, he can figure out something.

What's more, Poseidon is not stupid to be able to stay in the Sea Emperor's position for so long and stable.

Even Zeus was hit. Poseidon didn't think he could stop that force, but he could delay it as much as possible and try to find a way to prevent himself from falling completely—compared to those gods whose fallen gods even rotted their bodies, Poseidon, unable to resist the coming of dusk, was more willing to fall into a deep sleep.

If it is just a deep sleep, it means that everything is still turning around, and nothing happens for no reason. The rules allow for a deep sleep, which means that when the right time comes, there is still a chance to wake up again.

Poseidon guessed that Zeus, who had lost the news, was probably aware of this, and had found a safe place to force himself to fall into a deep sleep. Even if the godhead was deprived after the deep sleep, at least he could leave a god body, and wait until he wakes up I can still make plans, but I feel sorry for those second-class gods who don't know anything. Poseidon rubbed the weapon in his hand, and the heavy trident struck gently on the ground of the magnificent palace under the sea, but A hole was dug out in the gorgeous ground, and the spider web-like cracks spread rapidly, making uncomfortable groans in the silent seabed, the entire temple cracked and peeled off in just a few breaths, and the isolated seawater It seems that he is no longer under the control of the king of the sea, and he comes here with a destructive aura!

The temple where the Emperor of the Sea lived collapsed, causing countless silt and shocks in the deep seabed, but the sea gods under Poseidon's command did not show any surprise. time.

However, this time they did not wait for Poseidon, who was furious after he came to the temple.

The King of the Sea quietly disappeared when all the gods were unprepared.

The originally calm and receding sea water on the ground suddenly became manic. The unrestrained sea roared and slapped the shore vigorously, like a mad mastiff with red eyes trying to pounce on it, throwing everything on the land They were all torn apart, and then entrenched on the land to make it a vast ocean.

Sensing the sea, the feeling instantly became manic, and the divine power of Poseidon, who originally controlled the sea, disappeared without a trace. Minos frowned and raised his heart.

"Poseidon..." Surpus was not as sensitive to such changes as Minos, but he could also feel that the sea water seemed to be out of control.

"It's okay, there are still gods on the land, and they can't come up." Minos comforted him, "Let's settle the matter of Syleis first."

Thurps heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that the sea would not come up. He didn't want to fight against the whole sea. Let's not talk about whether he has this ability, just the monsters on land now