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

The appearance of the Titan God threw the whole banquet into chaos.The weak gods fled in all directions, crushed melons and fruits all over the ground, and kicked over the flagon of the goddess of youth.The twelve powerful gods took out their weapons one after another, guarding against the Titans and Tartarus who brought them to the God Realm.The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Zeus barely maintained the dignity of the god-king, and came forward to negotiate with Tartarus: "Dear God of the Abyss, may you treat us Olympus gods with the same respect. You broke into our banquet without authorization and broke the banquet. Joyful atmosphere, releasing the prisoners held in the abyss, bringing panic to the God Realm. What you have done is not welcomed by us!"

Frankly speaking, Zeus didn't know Tartaros' temper, but just thought that this mysterious male god had successfully broken through the blockade of the hundred-armed giant and the three copper walls, and appeared here calmly, so he knew his strength. Tyrannical, easily offended.He didn't dare to confront Tartarus directly, but he couldn't deny his counsel and tarnish his image as a god-king.So he secretly changed the concept, created a confrontation between Tartarus and the gods of Olympus, and put pressure on the lonely god of the abyss.

Tartarus looked at him with blue eyes that were right.

Zeus felt terrified at the sight of him, but he still hadn't waited for a word from him.

The eyes of Tartarus were as clean as the water of Lake Volvi.Zeus couldn't read his emotions, but he wouldn't give in.He built the prison in the abyss, which is indeed a disrespect for Tartarus, but there are thousands of ways to solve the problem, Tartarus chooses to provoke him, he will not back down!

Tartarus did not understand why Zeus was frowning, for there seemed to be a flame in his eyes, but the flame was faltering and feeble, as if it would be blown out.

"It's not trespassing." Tartarus' voice was cold, like the whitest snow on the top of Mount Olympus.

He raised his hand, and Zeus, who was focused on guarding against him, subconsciously took a step back, and even the gods standing behind him had to step back.Tartarus stretched out his hand to grab it, and then swung it again. The invisible rope dragged several burly Titans to Zeus, the king of gods.

Zeus was choked by the flying smoke and coughed, and the gods covered their noses one after another.

Tartarus' tone was still flat: "Your things, you deal with them yourself."

There was no trace of joy, anger, or dislike in his tone.

It's like he feels to the gods, cold, without likes or dislikes.

The male god in black was still as calm as before, but Zeus was so angry that his face turned blue.Ever since he became a god king, flowers and flattery have always been with him. How could he accept being treated so arrogantly by Tartarus?His voice was completely cold: "Arrogant Abyss God, you must know that in the vast Three Realms, not only your Abyss can hold prisoners, I can definitely change a prison for them, but you should express your thoughts in a polite manner , instead of breaking into the banquet and disturbing people's dreams. Please give me an explanation, unless you want to be the enemy of the gods!"

What Zeus said was straightforward and loud, even though he had never communicated with Tartarus when he used the abyss as a prison.

Tartarus was about to leave, when he heard this, he tilted his head slightly, his cold eyes looked from between his black hair, as if he had glanced at Zeus, but he seemed to ignore him: "Please go ahead."

He said please, but Zeus didn't dare to act rashly.He has already lost enough face today. If there is a real fight, it's easy to say if he wins, but it will be too embarrassing if he loses!He could only hang his neck and watch Tartaros leave.

Zeus was angry, but Hades, the king of the underworld, didn't take care of his emotions. Once Tartarus left, he discussed with him how to arrange the prisoners.Poseidon, the king of the sea, deliberately harmed people, saying that he wanted to find a place on the Stephanie Peak where Zeus lived.Zeus naturally refused.After going back and forth, it was finally decided to send Sisyphus and Ixion to be reincarnated. As for the Titans, if they are willing to swear to Gaia, the mother of the earth, they will never be enemies of the Olympian gods and set them free There is nothing wrong with that.

Zeus was reluctant at first, but the Titans were a hidden danger no matter where they were kept.He couldn't forget the decisive battle with the Titans back then. He won the final victory only by rescuing the hundred-armed giants in the abyss and getting their help.Who knows if someone will concoct his success?Instead of letting God Titan become the helper of caring people, it is better to give them a little favor so that he will have no worries in the future.After thinking about it, he finally nodded.

During the discussions between the masters of the three realms, the gods had already returned to their temples.Zeus sent his two brothers away, watching a good banquet, and finally ended like this, feeling as uncomfortable as being scorched by fire.He endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back the desire for revenge that grew like weeds. He turned into an eagle, flew into the sky of Olympus, and began to look for Tartarus.

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When the sun was at its highest, Tartarus walked across a stream and into a field of lavender.The lavender is blooming wantonly, looking around, the deep green is dark green, and the shallow part is deep purple, so thick and colorful.

Tartarus doesn't know how to appreciate, he just wants to go back to the abyss.However, the sacred mountain of Olympus is too big, full of flowers everywhere, lost his way.

He walked through a field of lavender.At the end of the flower field, there is a medicine field.In the medicine field stood a blond male god, bending over to pick a green herb.

Sensing someone approaching, the male god tilted his head slightly, and looked at Tartarus with a pair of green eyes through loose hair, and asked in surprise, "Abyss God?"

He straightened up, and Tartarus saw him clearly.

The blond male god was very tall and handsome.He is dressed in white robes, a golden belt, and a crown of water lily leaves.He was bathed in the sun, but it was brighter than the sun.

Tartarus watched him without speaking.

The handsome male god didn't seem to know what an awkward situation was. He smiled and introduced himself: "I am Apollo. Apollo, the god of light."

"Apollo," Tartarus said the name slowly, he stared at Apollo with his blue eyes, without any emotion in his eyes: "Please show me the way down the mountain."

It turned out that he was lost.Apollo only witnessed the confrontation between Tartarus and Zeus at the banquet. He did not expect that the mysterious and powerful Abyss God would be troubled by such trivial matters.

Apollo was never stingy with helping others. He used his divine power to transform a white swan and said, "follow it, and it will guide you down the mountain."

The white swan flew to Tartarus and circled him once.Tartarus' eyes followed it around.His expression was indifferent, and his eyeballs turned emotionless in the blink of an eye.

The white swan flew in front of him and was about to lead the way when an eagle swooped down, grabbed its slender neck, and flung it out.The swan cried, its feathers scattered, like a white rain.

Covered by white feathers, the eagle pursued the victory, dodging left and right in front of Tartarus, and then went straight for the weak spot in his neck.

Tartarus stood among the fluttering feathers and looked at the eagle calmly. When the eagle came, he just waved his hand lightly, and a destructive force from the abyss rushed towards the eagle.

When Tartarus exerted his supernatural power, suddenly a group of eagles flew in from the darkness, heading straight for him, which became the best cover for the leading eagle.

Apollo didn't make a move, he felt a familiar breath on the eagle, which was his arrogant and narrow-minded father god.He didn't intend to let his father find him disrespectful for a strange god.He only waved slowly, letting the wounded white swan return to his side, and applied the wound medicine to it.

On the other side, a flock of eagles went straight to Tartarus. They seemed to know no pain, and even if they were attacked, they still would not turn back.The leading eagle screamed among the eagles, and it was boosting morale.Tartarus knew it was the point, but it was hiding in a flock of eagles, shifting positions carefully, making it difficult for him to hit.

Tartarus frowned, and once again condensed a mass of destructive power in his hands.The tumbling divine power was compressed at his fingertips. It was clearly from the same source as the previous divine power, but it carried a terrifying aura that could devour people, making people fearful when they saw it.He threw out the mass of destructive force, lightly, as if throwing away a leaf in his hand.The corrosive divine power directly devoured the eagles, leaving no bones. Only the leading eagle blocked the blow, but it let out a wounded cry, and it didn't dare to pester it anymore, and fled away quickly.

Tartarus had a fight, but his expression was still indifferent. He turned to look at Apollo: "Please help me again."

When he looked at Apollo, he suddenly found that Apollo was looking at his medicine field, showing a look of astonishment - under the corrosion of the destructive force, Apollo's herbs withered instantly and lost their life.

Tartarus pursed his lips: "My fault."

Said it was an apology, but there was no apology in the male god's tone.

Apollo sighed: "It's just an accidental injury, don't worry about it." Although he kept looking at the medicine fields when he was talking, those medicine grasses had grown well under his divine power, but now only the withered roots are left, which really makes people feel sick. pity.

He summoned another swan and sent Tartarus down the mountain.

Tartarus followed the swan, walked for a while, and suddenly asked: "How to resurrect, dead plants?" When he was born, there were very few gods in the world, and there were no gods in charge of plants.

The white swan circled around his head, looking at him with black eyes, as if talking about something, but also seemed to understand nothing.

Tartarus fell silent again.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the amaranth under his feet, and the bright red flowers swayed in the wind, answering Tartarus' question: "In the dense forest of Cyprus, there lived a beautiful plant god, who had the power to revive plants. strength!"

"The god of plants who loves hunting, he is the partner of plants." The vines on the tree swayed, as if their hearts were shaking.

The grass on the ground also echoed: "The spiritual nourishment of the plant god is more precious than the holy light of Olympus!"

Tartarus looked at the swan: "Go to Cyprus."

Cyprus is the birthplace of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty. It is close to the ocean and the soil is moist, which is most suitable for plant growth.The dense olive trees formed a natural dome, hiding the low vegetation and wild beasts. It was not easy to find the hunting plant god in such an environment.

Tartarus has been walking for more than two hours. He seems to be tireless, and he doesn't pay attention to the surrounding scenery. He occasionally stops to ask the plants and search for the traces of the plant god.

More than two hours, nothing.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in the distance.Xiaocao was also happy for Tartarus: "You hear the fierce fighting sound, it must be the plant god fighting the beast!"

Tartarus went looking for the sound, and had just come to a thick olive tree when he heard a loud noise falling at his feet.He lowered his head, and the strong wild boar was lying on the ground, staring at a pair of dark brown eyes, already dead.

"I am disturbing you, God of the Abyss."

Tartarus looked up, only to realize that it was not the plant god who was fighting the wild boar, but Apollo, the sun god who should have stayed in the God Realm.

Just after killing a wild boar, Apollo was completely undisturbed, showing no sign of embarrassment.The dense forest in Cyprus is very deep, and the layers of olive tree leaves keep out the sunlight, but when he smiles, it seems that the sunlight is sprinkled on him like pieces of gold.

Tartarus shook his head, but said nothing.

Apollo didn't feel embarrassed either. He looked at the dead wild boar on the ground, and offered to invite, "I'm going to build a fire here to barbecue, would you like to try it?"

Tartarus had never eaten human food, and knew nothing about cooking.He asked Apollo: "What should I do?"

Apollo looked around and chose a clean and flat stone for him: "Just sit on it."

Apollo didn't cook the prey himself. He summoned the dryads in the forest and asked them to help him handle the prey and put it on the grill.He is the god of light loved by all living beings. The dryads couldn't refuse his request at all, they started working one after another, and quickly prepared everything, and warmly gave them a special barbecue juice made from forest secret fruits.

The fire was burning brightly and crackling.The flame jumped arrogantly on the face of the Abyss God, illuminating his pale face a little orange, as if it had a little more vitality.Apollo inadvertently raised his eyes during the barbecue, only to notice that this powerful male god has a very beautiful face.

Now, those azure eyes were turned into a deeper color by the light of the fire, as if they suddenly became brighter.He concentrated on learning the skill of grilling meat, counted the seconds, and saw that Apollo hadn't moved yet, so he reminded him: "It's time to turn the branch."

Apollo returned to his senses, smiled, and turned the barbecue.

The sizzling tar dripped on the grass blades, dyeing the tender green grass into a bright yellow color.A strong smell of meat came out, Apollo grabbed the branch with one hand, and took the barbecue juice with the other hand, brushing a layer of fruity sauce on the barbecue.

Tartarus sniffed lightly, like a kitten sniffing carefully.This action broke his icy shell, revealing a bit of innocence.Apollo looked at him with a warm fire in his eyes.He held the barbecue branch in the other direction and handed it to Tartarus: "Try it?"

Tartarus took the roast and opened his mouth to bite.

"Blow it, it's still a little hot." Apollo stopped him.

Following Apollo's example, Tartarus puffed his cheeks and blew a few times: "Is it all right?"

With Apollo's approval, he bit down hard.

Click.

Apollo looked at Tartarus, and saw that only half of the branch was left in his hand: "... the branch with skewered meat is not edible."

Tartarus spat out the branch without hesitation, his expression still as indifferent as before.

Apollo couldn't calm down anymore—this abyss god, it seems that he has no common sense by accident?