To be king [Greek mythology]

Tooth, it seems that every minute he will rush to fight this dog.

As a junior, I simply don't know where such courage comes from.

Minos silently pushed the mongoose back into his arms.

Sleeping God Hypnos was half-opening his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep standing up in a second, he yawned lazily, waved his hands, and the barking Cerberus suddenly collapsed and drooped. Three heads, eyelids drooping heavily.

"..." It's kind of a dick.

Minos kind of wanted to learn this trick.

His gaze was very direct, so direct and fiery that Hypnos, who didn't want to pay any attention to the son of Zeus, could pretend that he didn't know.

"You can't learn it." Hypnos glanced at Minos, "Theoretically speaking, you can only produce the divine power of Zeus."

"..." Minos was stunned, "What is it?"

"Zeus has many priesthoods." Hypnos replied, "Light, Thunder, Order...but except for Thunder, some of the others are given to other gods."

Light was given to Apollo, and order was given to the three Horai sisters—the three gods of timing.

Of course, all the gods knew that the priesthood of order was actually assigned by Zeus from one of his wives, Themis, the goddess of justice.

"Can I have such divine power?" Minos looked down at his hands, no matter how they looked, they didn't look like they had the power of a god.

"Normally, there won't be." Hypnos cruelly punctured Minos' fantasy, turned around and bypassed the dead souls who were constantly being extradited to Hades, and led Minos into the Hades.

Minos followed him silently.

Won't you say a ball?

Minos feels very sad that he has been cheated.

"But maybe after seeing His Majesty?" Hypnos guessed casually, anyway, his mother asked him to take Minos to Hades, the king of the underworld. His task is completed, now he can guess whatever he says.

It's just giving a demigod's bloodline the power of a god.

If he can't do it by then, he won't be the one who will be ashamed.

I believe His Majesty Pluto will do something to make this human being stronger just for the sake of face.

Minos continued to remain silent. He still felt that this lazy god with the words "I want to sleep" all over his body was quite unreliable.

But what Thanadus said before, being able to possess power comparable to the gods, still took root in Minos' heart.

He felt that no matter how unreliable it was, Thanadus said it so seriously—it was said that it was said by Nix, the goddess of the night, it would not be a lie to him.

What's more, Thurps is still working hard in Olympus. Although the relationship between Hades and Olympus is not very good, they are both gods after all.

In the eyes of Minos, no matter where Thurpus is, what he encounters, and what kind of people he faces, he has always been quite enjoyable. You see, Thurpus, the god of death, was easily attracted by Thurpus. ?

Surpus' attitude towards Death has never been very good, but Death stopped when Surpus should have died before, and instead saved Surpus.

This is enough to prove how powerful Thurps' methods are.

...Although these means made him not very happy.

Contrary to the barren landscape of Netherland, heavy rain has already fallen on the verdant and verdant Caucasus Mountains.

Standing under a lush tree, Thurps, who was trying to hurry as much as possible before it rained, was still unavoidably chilled.

"... Tsk." Thurps frowned, looked at the gentle slope in front of him, then looked up at the bare mountaintop that could be glimpsed in the rain, hesitated, and wiped the water that was about to flow into his eyes. Rain, directly braved the rain and walked to the top of the mountain.

The raindrops felt a little painful on his body, and Surpus was only thankful that the muddy field without grass had already passed before the heavy rain fell.

It's good to not have to drive up the mountain on the muddy and slippery road in the rain, Thurpus, whose face was covered with rain, thought bitterly.

He really went all out to see Prometheus as soon as possible.

Hopefully this seer and seer—or the great... former God of Wisdom who is called the Father of Mankind—can give him some help.

Of course Thurps wouldn't mind if there was no help.

Thurpus already felt very honored to have the opportunity to pay his respects to his Creator, who was still alive.

If things go well, maybe Prometheus can be rescued?

Thurps thought about looking down at the equipment on his body.

Well, it feels like the odds of being rescued are almost invisible.

This kind of thing is better left to the great Greek hero Hercules.

The icy wind was wrapped in cold raindrops, making it almost impossible to open your eyes.

Even in early summer, the temperature on the top of the mountain is still cold.

Thurps felt that he was going to be blown away by the wind in minutes.

On the top of the mountain, a young man whose limbs were bound by heavy chains—or a god, slowly opened his eyes.

His body was already soaked, and the rain washed away the traces of blood that had condensed into scabs on his body.

He seemed to have no scars all over his body, only the chains that had been soaked in blood for 3 years and had almost turned dark red clearly showed the suffering he had suffered.

There is a transparent and hard stone stuck in his chest.

The deity tilted his head, listened quietly for a while, then looked down at his terribly embarrassed appearance, with complicated eyes.

After a long time, the father of mankind let out a sigh and closed his eyes again.

His sigh disappeared in the wind and rain in an instant.

Chapter 43

When Thurps climbed to the top of the mountain and saw Prometheus bound to the Caucasus Mountains, the rain had just stopped.

After being baptized by the rain, the air of the Caucasus Mountains is fresh and filled with the aroma of earth.

But the feeling of enjoying the cold mountain wind blowing on the top of the mountain while drenched is quite uncomfortable.

Surpus climbed to the platform on the top of the mountain, and saw the father of mankind with his eyes closed, his hair soaked in rain, and his posture was much more awkward than his.

He was stunned for a while.

His gaze fell on the transparent diamond inserted into Prometheus's heart. Through this clear stone, it seemed that he could still glimpse the beating heart and the white polyps in the wound.

After the rain stopped, nothing could wash away the traces of Prometheus's suffering, and blood oozed from Prometheus's pierced chest.

Although Thurps is in good health, he can't stand such a toss.

He shivered and stroked the goosebumps on his body.

The thick clouds in the sky were pierced by a ray of sunlight, and they scattered to both sides, making way for the sun chariot galloping in the sky.

Thank you Sun God.

Thurps thought, feeling the first warmth of the sun on this high mountain.

The sun brings more than just warmth.

Thurpus squinted at the naked father of mankind who was hung from a rock and suffered a lot. He paused slightly and walked forward.

The god who was bound to the rock opened his eyes and looked at the human who stopped in his tracks the moment he opened his eyes.

After a long while, he said, "It shouldn't be you who appeared here."

His voice sounded a little dry and weak, as if his life was dying.

Of course, both Thurps and Prometheus knew that he was only weak, and death would never happen.

"...You don't have to say it so bluntly." Thurps felt as if he was rejected, and he was so cruel, "Thurs, that's my name."

"It's a pretty good name." Prometheus said. He looked up at the sky, and unexpectedly, he didn't find the condor that should have appeared and caused him pain. "I thought that before the person who saved me came, I It’s because we’ll never see a real living human being again.”

Surpus didn't know how to answer the words. He looked down at his hands, then at the chains that locked Prometheus, touched the animal skin bag hanging around his waist, and finally had to accept the words of the Creator Head: "Did those people come to you?"

"Yes, they hope that I can help them." Prometheus looked down at his suffering appearance, "It's a pity that I can't do anything."

"You have done enough for mankind." Surpus looked at Prometheus, "You don't have to feel bad about it."

Prometheus was silent for a while, "Human beings are my children."

Thurps thought for a while, but in the end he still didn't say the word father.

"I have been away from my children for 3 years." Prometheus paused slightly, "They seem to have forgotten me."

"No, there is one in front of you." Thurps denied, "It's just that human beings are still too fragile, and it's too difficult to get here."

Those who failed on the way forward have become painful living dead in this vast but not dead mountain range.

"Humans are not fragile." Prometheus looked at Thurps carefully, "Your tone doesn't sound like an ordinary human, and it shouldn't be an ordinary human who can ask Thanadus to help."

Thurpus opened his mouth, staring blankly at Prometheus who was looking at him with gentle eyes, "I'm an ordinary human being—at least for now."

Prometheus was a little surprised by his choice of words.

Thurpus is not sure what he will become in the future, after all Thanadus said that if he can gain power, he will be comparable to the gods.

And you must know that human beings cannot compare with gods in their fundamental existence. It can also be said that it is completely impossible for human beings to have power equal to gods.