To be king [Greek mythology]

He had spoken to the king differently, but it was useless.

"This is still debatable." Surps looked helplessly at Ares who seemed to be trying to perfect these things every minute, "First of all, you have to go out and admit what I said before, so that those warriors can rest assured .”

Ares nodded when he heard the words, and ran out in a hurry.

Thurpus squinted, stood in the shadow of the palace and looked at the Spartan warriors who were almost boiling under Prometheus's speech, and the corners of his pursed lips raised.

From now on it will be his strength.

And the slaves who desperately wanted to be freed—they would adore him, they would be grateful to him, and those sentiments were well exploited.

He now has a powerful and invincible army.

Although the ownership has not yet fully belonged to him, it won't be long before Surpus is happy.

At least in the future, what he can grasp will be much, much more than now.

Chapter 65

Underworld.

Hercules felt that the procession of the undead seemed endless.

There is no change of day and night in the underworld, and he can't perceive the passage of time. Hercules only feels that he has walked in this vast gray plain for a long time.

He didn't know how long it was, but he just felt that a long time had passed.

He looked back at the Styx, which was already out of sight, and found that Hermes really hadn't followed. He looked around, and he was surrounded by gray undead that almost blended with the field of truth.

These undead lost their vitality and spirits, and their desire for life and sunshine was completely wiped out in the seemingly endless field of truth.

Hercules walked a little further, and the surroundings were still dark, without even a reference.

This made Hercules, who stepped into Netherland for the first time, feel uneasy—he almost suspected that he was actually standing still.

But in fact, the team of undead has been moving forward slowly, and Hercules is also convinced that he has surpassed many undead, so he should be constantly moving forward.

Hercules stopped and looked up at the pitch-black sky above Hades.

The three sons of Cronus and Rhea divided the world into three parts, the earth belonged to Zeus, the sea belonged to Poseidon, and the darkness under the earth belonged to Hades.

The Netherland is dark and dull, and the occasional cracks on the ground leak the Netherland, which will soon be discovered and repaired by the Lord of the Netherland.

Without light, there is no hope.

Hercules remembered what Thurps had told him about Netherland before.

Thurpes said that the underworld is under the earth and the ocean, and the underworld is as big as the earth and the ocean.

Hercules has traveled to many places, and he has crossed an extremely wide area when he is difficult to complete tasks that others think are impossible or no different from sending him to death.

He is always looking for his purpose.

In this vast land, it was only a matter of time for Hercules to get what he wanted, but it took almost his entire period from boyhood to youth to find that thing.

Few human beings, apart from the gods who ruled the world, understood the vastness of the world better than Hercules.

Because people rarely leave their homes, they can even stay in their city-states all their lives except for trade and war.

But Hercules couldn't do it. He had to leave and travel long distances to complete the difficult problems others gave him.

Although Hercules would be angry, he also felt that such a life of walking and seeing was not bad, and he thought so until he set foot on the field of truth.

Hercules looked around, and he knew that after crossing the River Styx, this vast and gray place was called the Field of Truth.

It is said to be rural, but in fact it is just a barren plain. There is nothing on this plain. The ground is so solid that even gravel does not exist. There is no wind. The deeper you go, the more dead spirits talk to each other There are no more sounds.

When these undead entered the Netherland and crossed the Styx River, they would also talk to each other about their own life, and describe the unfulfilled expectations in their hearts with regretful tones and expressions.

However, the long journey and darkness after entering the Field of Truth made them gradually lose interest in talking, became silent, and then completely numb.

Hercules took a deep breath.

The surrounding environment has a great influence on people, and when they can't see the goal ahead, a determined person can still persist for a certain distance, but after a long time, it is enough to make people despair.

Going forward desperately but still can't see the goal and the end point. I feel that I have no sign of progress but seems to be standing still. I don't even have a rough measure of how much progress I have made. Hercules watched silently. On the road ahead, he knows that his heart is not fragile, but always facing the same gloomy scene is a kind of torment for anyone.

If I had known earlier, I should have dragged Hermes over.

thought Hercules, and turned to walk back.

Since Hermes has the duty to extradite souls, he should have a fairly good understanding of Netherland.

And the gods don't have to rely on Charon's ship to cross the Styx.

Hercules felt that it was really not an option for him to go on like this. He was not sure how long the road ahead was. In case this broken place was really the same as the ground, it would take him several months to see the end. Hercules felt that walking aimlessly forward for months in such a place where the passage of time could not be felt at all would break even him.

Hercules thought so and took a step forward.

Then feel a lightness in the waist.

He froze for a moment, looked down, and found that the animal skin bag hanging around his waist was gone.

Hercules raised his head to look around, and finally his eyes fell on the only thing that seemed out of place—groups of animals moving on the ground.

The well-informed Hercules knows that this thing is called a mongoose.

Meerkats specialize in picking out vicious things that poisonous snakes eat, but Hercules has seen a lot, and he has never seen a meerkat that can steal people's things and turn over people's packages.

When this kind of creature encounters humans, it either runs away directly, or rushes up to fight with humans.

Hercules had never seen such a highly intelligent mongoose.

He saw the mongoose pull out the three rolled up leaves from his package, hold them in its mouth and turn around, pointing its butt towards him.

Looks like he's about to run away.

Hercules glanced at the package that was turned into a mess on the ground, and when he looked up again, he only saw the shadow of the mongoose walking away quickly with four short legs.

wipe!

Hercules, who finally came to his senses, bent down to pick up the soap... Pooh, bent down to pick up the package, with the wind blowing under his feet, he strode forward and chased after the mongoose running wildly in front of him.

The meerkat heard the footsteps coming from behind, looked back, was startled by Hercules who was chasing after him with a ferocious face, and moved faster on his four legs.

What Hercules lacks most is physical strength. Once the speed of the mongoose is accelerated, he also speeds up a little. In fact, Hercules just follows the mongoose. He really can't do anything for such a small animal. Accurately captured under the premise of running so fast.

What's more, to be able to live in a place like Netherland with a smooth coat, it must not be an ordinary snake mongoose.

Thinking about it this way, it will be even more difficult to catch.

The half god-snake mongoose ran crazily on the Field of Truth, attracting the attention of the undead. They watched in a daze as the snake mongoose and Hercules blew past their eyes like a gust of wind, bringing out two critters. The shadow quickly disappeared from their field of vision.

"That was...?"

"It's Hercules." An undead who didn't look too old said, "I've seen him before."

"Why did he come to Netherland?"

"Probably being embarrassed again." The undead shrugged. The contradictions and struggles between demigods and gods were always far away from them, but they were also good for conversation after dinner.

The undead, whose enthusiasm and anticipation had been sapped and turned numb and indifferent, chatted as they walked forward.

The commotion caused by Hercules and the mongoose was far more than one place, and the two chasing one set had no idea what trouble they had brought to the order of the underworld.

In fact, in order to prevent the undead from holding luck and some indescribable psychology in front of the judgment seat, this long journey exists to kill their inner hopes and expectations. Become numb and timid when being judged.

It also saves a lot of effort for the gods in charge of the trial.

No matter what the purpose of this section of the road exists, Hercules only felt that the mongoose also seemed to be walking along the team of the undead, and walked without hesitation—this meant that the mongoose had a destination. of.

And judging from the urine nature of this empty place, the destination was probably the one he was looking for.

When Hercules thought about it, the anger in his heart immediately disappeared a lot.

What did Thurps say?

A blessing in disguise, that's a good thing to say.

Of course, it would have been better if Thurpus' love letter hadn't been snatched away by the mongoose.

Hercules sighed deeply in his heart. If he couldn't catch the mongoose, how would he face that rival in love then, and how would he face Thurpus who asked him if he had delivered the letter?

Hercules felt slightly melancholy.

The mongoose was very fast, running at the full speed of it and Hercules, it didn't take long to reach the judgment stand.

Meerkats are not at all