Do not wake up the gods of the abyss [Greek mythology]

"Lead the way," Tartarus reminded him.

"Abyss God..." Apollo returned to his senses and blurted out, wanting to ask Tartarus why he helped him so much, and whether he would become enmity with Gaia, the goddess of the earth, but he couldn't ask when the words came to his lips.He thought that the God of the Abyss might not need to worry about him, he is a primitive god who coexisted with the heaven and the earth!

Facing the gaze cast by Tartarus, Apollo smiled and said, "Let's go to the medicine field as soon as possible, and treat you to delicious food when we come back!"

In response to Apollo's "hurry up", Tartarus pointed out the problem: "Don't delay."

Apollo laughed: "Okay."

He led Tartarus to the outside of the temple, and after only two steps, he heard Tartarus say, "No salad, but a few more plates of roast lamb."

What a god who loves meat.

Apollo rubbed his short golden hair and readily agreed.

After a day of twists and turns, it was already dusk in a blink of an eye.The sun god's carriage has stopped in the sky, and the fire on the carriage is gradually extinguished.Clouds and mist surged up, painting in the slightly reddish sky, creating a hazy feeling.The goddess of the moon is ready to go, and the two male gods finally came to Apollo's medicine field.

In the medicine field, the withered plants still hung their heads, and their dead silence was incompatible with the surrounding scenery.Tartarus took out the bottle of life, dipped the branch of the bottle in the water, and sprinkled it a little, only to see that the plants drenched in the spring of life instantly regained their greenness, and quietly raised their heads in the wind.However, these few drops of spring water did not have much effect. Tartarus simply tipped the bottle, and the water in the bottle gurgled and flowed onto the dark land, and soon it seeped into the mud and disappeared without a trace. .

Apollo was taken aback by his merciless actions: "Wait, God of the Abyss!"

Tartarus glanced at him, stopped the movement of his hand, and the pouring bottle was still pouring water.

It seems that this male god doesn't know the preciousness of the fountain of life, or doesn't care at all.You must know that three drops of the fountain of life can guarantee a good harvest for the mortal world for a year, and it is not necessary to restore his medicine field with so much spring of life.

Apollo cherished the fetish, stepped forward two steps, and helped Tartarus hold the bottle.His finger touched a little of the fountain of life, and a bud suddenly emerged from his fingertips, fluttering in the wind.

Tartarus' eyes fell on the tender green buds, Apollo withdrew his hand, pinched off the young leaves on his fingertips, and said, "Enough, God of the Abyss. The fountain of life you have watered is enough, we may need some waiting time."

Tartarus nodded, his eyes slowly moved down, looking at the half of the sprout on the ground, he did not expect that life is so miraculous that it can grow on the fingertips of the God of Light.

Just as Tartarus lowered his head and raised his eyes, Apollo's medicine field recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.The dark and stiff soil turned back to a soft khaki color, and the withered herbs revived from their rhizomes, sprouting a few tender green branches and leaves.

The stem grew taller and taller, with more and more branches and leaves, and in a blink of an eye it exceeded its growth limit—the silver grass that had only reached Apollo's ankles was raised by half, and the slender purple root grass even grew to the height of the two men. God's calf.

When the wind blows, the revived herbs sway, as if they are playing a song of joy.Apollo bent down and lightly touched the leaves of the purple root grass, feeling the joy of regaining what had been lost, and said sincerely, "Thank you, God of the Abyss!"

For this thank you, Tartarus didn't care whether he accepted it or not, he only cared about the "thank you gift" that Apollo said.Just as he was about to say something, he heard footsteps, followed by a clear female voice: "Apollo, you are indeed here!"

Tartarus looked around and saw the blond goddess running from the lavender field. She was wearing a short skirt and hunting boots, and her curly blond hair was tied behind her head. She was not as gentle and charming as other Olympian goddesses. , don't have a hearty and free and easy beauty.Tartarus heard Apollo calling her name: "Artemis, are you looking for me?"

It turned out to be Artemis, the goddess of hunting.

Artemis loves wild life, especially the thrill of hunting. She often walks through the deep jungle with a bow and arrows on her back and hunting dogs.However, at this time, she was holding a harp in her hand, hugging her arms full, and she seemed to cherish it very much-she was famous for being keen on hunting, but that didn't mean she didn't have other hobbies.When she was not hunting, she often went to Mount Palasos to find her younger brother Apollo, and sang and danced with the muse.

Hearing Apollo's question, she said happily: "I got a new harp. I can guarantee that it can play the most beautiful music in the world! So I brought it here and gave it to you—"

Artemis' voice stopped abruptly, and she finally noticed Tartarus beside Apollo, and looked him up and down in disbelief: "Abyss God?"

Tartarus didn't know why she lost her composure, and didn't care about her gaffe, so he nodded slightly in response.

It turned out to be the mysterious primitive god!

How could Apollo provoke him?

Despite the turmoil in her heart, the calm nature made the Hunting Goddess quickly react, and according to the Olympian etiquette, she saluted the Abyss God.

"His Royal Highness of the Abyss, it's a pleasure to meet you here. Please forgive me for my rudeness just now." Her tone was respectful and her attitude was sincere. Even the most honorable hostess at the banquet hall—the Queen of Heaven, Hera could never pick her. Find out about her mannerisms.

But Tartarus didn't respond, just looked at her quietly.

The cold male god, the cold eyes, seemed to be real, which made Artemis feel a little uncomfortable.

The wind was still blowing, but the air was quiet, as if it had turned into a viscous liquid and solidified.

"Your Highness of the Abyss, may I ask—is there any question?" The always bold Hunting Goddess decided to take the initiative to understand why Tartarus looked at her like this.

Tartarus didn't intend to speak at first, but when Artemis asked, he pointed out the problem objectively: "You don't look happy."

Artemis: "..."

Artemis thought she had heard it wrong, but Tartarus' expression told her that he was indeed being serious with her.

There was a crack in the decent smile on the goddess of hunting's face, she shook her head, her tone was still sincere: "Dear God of the Abyss, please know that I just finished a long hunt, maybe my exhaustion gave you the illusion."

"It's not an illusion." Tartarus said firmly.He didn't know how to judge before, but this didn't prevent him from learning to judge. The real joy should be that Apollo's eyes were shining when he saw Yaotian recover.There are many things hidden in Artemis' eyes, but none of those emotions have anything to do with happiness.

Artemis's smile was a little bit more reluctant, not because of Tartaros's keenness, but because he didn't expect that this abyss god would take social rhetoric seriously, and was so good at making people embarrassing!