To be king [Greek mythology]

The breath that Pusi exhaled directly turned into ice slag, which did not melt when it fell on the ground.

This place is not as dark as Netherland, and the light comes from nowhere, reflecting the coldness here clearly.

Thurpus, who was protected by Tartarus and did not feel the temperature, couldn't help shivering.

"You know Nix's plan." Tartarus let go of Thurpus's hand, and said as he walked forward slowly.

"If it refers to the matter of fighting for belief, then I know it." Thurps' gesture is respectful and humble.

Tartarus glanced at him, then at the two giants who were moving in the distance, and looked away again, "You don't need to intervene."

"Although you don't need it, I might be able to help a little," Thurps said.

He could indeed not intervene, just waiting for the final results of these gods to fall on him.

But Thurps didn't think that would be good—it's always extra uncomfortable to sit back and relax.

Thurpus knew that once the gods of Olympus fell into a deep sleep, everything in this world would become extraordinarily chaotic.

The change of seasons will become disordered, thunder out of the control of the gods will wreak havoc on the earth and in the sky, the planting and harvesting of food will be affected, and the sun will not rise and set on time every day.

Humanity will be in a panic.

But before that, most of the beliefs of human beings will turn to the gods entrusted to the underworld.

With a firm belief in the heart, then this orderly and chaotic world will frighten mankind, but it will not bring disaster to mankind.

The gods of Olympus are asleep, and the gods of Hades are protecting the land and mankind. The cycle of life and death has not yet ended, and mankind will not perish due to the harsh environment.

Thurps clearly knows how terrible human adaptability is.

And after the initial panic and adaptation, the order of human society will be established again. Although it is much looser than it is now, it is a good time for those with lofty ideals to stand out-of course, the premise is that those with lofty ideals are not in the Died in the initial chaos.

Thurps felt cruel, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Human beings can create miracles and even prevent death with their own will, but they cannot defy the rumbling pace of history.

Thurps accepted this fact calmly, and began to plan how to deal with himself after the chaos.

Obviously, the status of a prophet was very valuable in those days.

But Thurps felt that it was not enough, and he needed more bargaining chips.

For example, prophets who are closely related to the gods of the underworld.

After adding this prefix, Thurps felt that the whole person's style became higher.

Tartarus didn't seem to hear Thurpus' words. He walked forward for a long way. On the road, he could only hear the footsteps of the two of them, and the occasional breathing of sleeping monsters and giants passing by.

Staying in the cold environment for a long time, these criminals who are detained here can only choose to sleep.

"They wouldn't be awake." Tartarus said suddenly, and he raised his chin in the direction he was looking at.

Surpus looked over, and saw that two giants who had fallen asleep drowsily sat up.

"But the dusk weakened my strength, so they began to wake up." Tartarus paused slightly, "So what humans will have to face in the future is not just the harsh and chaotic rules of the world."

There are also monsters that may rush out of Tartarus and giants who have no godhood but are comparable to gods.

"..." Thurps felt a little dizzy.

"All those with godheads have been affected, so only monsters and giants will wake up." Tartarus glanced at Surpus's expression, and didn't seem to care too much, "There are giants who hate humans, and some I really like humans."

Thurps said nothing.

He likes humans, but wants to fight against his own people. He doesn't think there are many giants who are willing to help humans in this way.

But for Thurps, this news is also good news among the many head-scratching information.

At least there is hope.

Taking a step back, there is no unparalleled road, and nothing can be a dead end. If you think of a way, you can always find a way out.

Those who can survive the chaos after the big waves wash the sand will definitely be the strong ones who can stand on their own.

Thurps thought optimistically. With the prophecy of Prometheus ahead, human beings will always be able to win the final victory.

But Thurps also knows that when dealing with prophecy, the most taboo thing is to stop working hard because you have predicted a good future.

No success is achieved without effort.

Thurps did not give up trying to let nature take its course, and he hoped that the era of human beings would come as soon as possible.

Regardless of whether he can live to that time or not, just thinking about having his legend in the future and being able to record his name makes people feel refreshed.

The reasons why people work hard are nothing more than those points.

Thurps hopes that he can leave a heavy stroke in the long river of history.

The gods gave him such an opportunity, and the time is coming soon, Thurpus has no reason to stay where he is because of a prophecy from Prometheus.

"Are you worried?" Tartarus asked.

"It's a little bit, but it's more about confidence." Thurpus said and shrugged, without Tartarus holding his wrist, the whole person felt a lot more comfortable, "So many gods help humans , I am confident."

Everyone loves to hear flattery.

The lofty and silent Tartarus was no exception.

But the God of the Abyss didn't express anything special because of it. Instead, he said: "It's a good idea, but it's better to leave this sentence at the end."

Thurpus was taken aback by what Tartarus said, and then he remembered what the God of the Abyss had said before, that he knew where he came from.

Although I still don't know how Tartarus knew about this and what the meaning of saying this is, Thurps still knows that Tartarus and his destination are related to this sentence .

Typhon lay on the ground, 99 heads snoring loudly.

Surpus looked at Typhon's huge body in shock, and he wasn't even the size of a fingernail.

He found that Typhon's body had been glued to the ground by the ice, and the venom dripping from his slightly open mouth had condensed into solid ice. It seemed that he hadn't moved or turned over for a long time.

Surpus took a serious look at Typhon's huge teeth, and then looked down at the one hanging around his neck, wondering if he had been using a fake for so many years.

"Typhon's special tooth is very small." Tartarus watched his movements and explained, "For example, the good tooth on your neck."

The God of the Abyss turned to the side, floated up out of thin air, picked out a small, harmless-looking head, opened his mouth, held the fang inside, and twisted and pulled it expressionlessly.

The white and jade-like animal teeth are exactly the same as the one hanging around Thurpus' neck, but there are faint black things flowing inside.

But Thurps didn't look closely at the tooth.

He took two steps back, looked at Tartarus with lingering fear, and felt a dull pain in his teeth.

The god of the abyss is simply extremely cruel.

The author has something to say: Tartarus: When the tooth was pulled out, it seemed that I heard a "boo".

Thurps: ...

Typhon: Have you ever thought about my feelings TAT

Chapter 74

Tartarus didn't care about Thurpus' reaction, he reached out and patted his head, which was wrinkled in pain because of the pain in his sleep.

The harmless-looking head rubbed against the trend, gave Tartarus a bewildered look, rolled his eyes and fell asleep again.

Tartarus looked at the slightly petite tooth in his hand, turned his gaze, and looked at the one hanging around Thurpus' neck.

Seeing his actions, Surpus took a closer look at the tooth in Tartarus' hand, and immediately realized something was wrong.

From the outside, that tooth is no different from the one hanging around his neck.

Being held by Tartarus, Thurps could almost imagine the cold touch.

But upon closer inspection, Thurps saw that the writing was different.

The tooth that Tartarus had just pulled out was smaller than the one on his neck, probably because it had just been pulled out, and there seemed to be venom still flowing there.

Thurps was a little taken aback.

The tooth hanging around his neck is called the good tooth, and Minos also said that this tooth has been like this since it was in his hand.

The good fang is Typhon's precious companion in contrast to those fangs.

This is why Zeus deliberately got his good teeth after subduing Typhon.

Even Zeus would collect it on purpose, so naturally it would not be anything ordinary.

Thurps, as the person who has experienced the benefits of good teeth most directly, is the most qualified to say good things about good teeth.

Logically speaking, no matter how you think about it, there should be no venom in this good tooth.

He raised his eyelids and looked carefully at Tartarus.

The God of the Abyss glanced over him without stopping, but just put Typhon's Fang away on his own.

Thurps pouted.

He thought that Tartarus brought him to see Typhon and pulled Typhon's teeth in order to upgrade him to Goldfinger.

It's just sad to be sentimental.

Tartarus was not as careful with Thurpus as Minos and Thanadus. After putting away Typhon's Fang, he turned around and continued walking into the depths of the abyss.

Tartarus took Surpus all the way to the depths, letting the giants and monsters who were already awake or showing signs of awakening fall into it again.