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

When Typhon yelled out the sentence "Mother God save me", Apollo realized that something was wrong.Immediately afterwards, the sound of feathered arrows piercing the air came. The God of Light, who is good at archery, was very sensitive to this. He followed the sound, and saw a feathered arrow that swallowed black and green divine power and shot towards it.

"Abyss God, be careful!"

Apollo moved faster than he thought. He pulled Tartarus away and erected a barrier of light.

However, his barrier of light was easily pierced in front of that divine arrow, and the divine power of light overflowed in response, and the divine arrow pierced Apollo's arm.

Apollo snorted, subconsciously pulled out the arrow feathers, and his flesh and blood burst, but it was already too late.The domineering divine power on the tip of the arrow has spread, and the river water taken from Chuliplegdon has the dominance of flames, and the power of life will continue to revive the burned flesh and blood. No matter how overbearing his divine power was, he would be severely injured under such repeated conflicts and conflicts of divine power.

Who would have thought that the mere God of Light would dare to take her arrows and save Tartarus from death.

Gaia was so angry that her eyes were red, and she shot another arrow. Tartarus was on guard and quickly dodged.

His face was as dark as the water of the River Styx. This was the first time Apollo saw him? He put his joy and anger on his face. He reached out to grab the sky, forcibly grabbed a cloud of light, and kneaded it into an arrow. , attached to the terrifying power of destruction, stretched out his hand to Apollo: "Apollo, give me the bow!"

Apollo held back the pain and handed the silver bow to Tartarus.

Tartarus drew his bow, hitched the feathered arrow he had mixed with various divine powers, and shot at Goddess Gaia.

Gaia was fearless, wondering who was Tartarus looking down on?He was able to dodge that blow from her in the open, but she was afraid of the arrow that he missed when she was in the dark?

However, the proud goddess of the earth is too big after all, she didn't expect? Tartarus wiped a little fountain of life on the tip of the arrow in an emergency, and the fountain of life automatically looked for the owner, and went straight to Gaia with a terrifying killer embrace.

Gaia was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she backed up again and again, but she still couldn't dodge in time, and was shot in the abdomen by the divine arrow?.

That divine arrow was obviously more domineering than Gaia's condensed arrow, and before it hit Gaia, it turned into a divine force and sank into her body.

Gaia's face turned pale from the pain, and she couldn't help exhaling in pain.

Tartarus once again reached out to the ground, seizing the power of the earth and darkness, and decided to shoot Gaia with another arrow.

Gaia was so frightened that she clutched her bleeding wound and ran away.

Tartarus listened attentively. The sound of Gaia's footsteps gradually receded. He stopped chasing and squatted down to look at the wounded Apollo. fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Apollo frowned tightly, and his toned skin showed a paleness caused by illness: "I'm not well." Two divine powers fought in his body, and the flames from the River Styx continued to eat away at his body. The life force of the goddess of the earth worked hard to help him repair again, like a poisonous insect, constantly gnawing at his body, but he had to stay awake and endure the pain.

Tartarus frowned: "What can I help you with?"

Apollo held back the moan in his throat and shook his head.

Tartarus said again: "I will gather medicine for you."

He remembered that Apollo was proficient in medicine, as long as he picked the right herbs, he would definitely be able to help Apollo.

Apollo shook his head: "I can't prescribe the right medicine."

"Water roses?" asked Tartarus.

Apollo endured the pain and said, "It can only cure corrosion, but not fire poison."

"Is the fountain of life okay?" Tartarus asked again.

Apollo could no longer resist this force, he squeezed out through his teeth? Voice: "Try."

Tartarus took out the fountain of life and poured a few drops on Apollo.The life force in Apollo's body sensed the coming of the fountain of life, and ran around happily, causing him to curl up on the ground in pain.

However, with the addition of the Fountain of Life, the power of Underworld Fire has indeed been suppressed.

Apollo said: "Fall again."

Tartarus poured a lot on him, trying to pour it evenly, making sure that no place fell.

The power of life occupies a great advantage in Apollo's body, it constantly repairs Apollo's injured body, and restores his divine body to be more solid.Being attacked, the power of the underworld fire that was besieged began to counterattack again, and the pain made Apollo's veins bulge all over his body, and he broke out in cold sweat.

Tartarus asked him, "How can I make you feel better?"

Apollo couldn't speak? He clenched his teeth, and there was already a trace of blood between his teeth.

Tartarus asked again: "How can I make you feel better?"

His voice seemed to have become lower, like a drizzle hitting the surface of a lake, creating ripples in circles.

Apollo shook his head and said, "Don't, don't look at me."

He didn't want to make Abyss God sad.

Tartarus didn't understand why the soreness in his heart came from, he tried his best to suppress the soreness, and said, "Take a nap, and the pain won't hurt when you fall asleep."

Apollo smiled, his cheeks twitched, and his smile was a little ugly: "Good idea, isn't it?"

Tartarus asked him, "Can you sleep?"

Apollo didn't answer? Answered him, reached into his arms, as if to get something.

He was in so much pain that he had no strength in his hand? Tartarus said, "I will help you."

He put his hand into Apollo's arms and felt a piece of tight muscle. He took out a piccolo without any thought: "Are you looking for this?"

Apollo closed his eyes: "Blow, blow for me."

Tartarus frowned: "I can't blow."

Apollo sighed: "Blow it, I want to hear you blow it."

That piccolo was given to him by Hermes, the envoy of the gods. The male god who is good at stealing made this piccolo not to play the wind and moon, but to hypnotize others.On the day Hermes was born, he hypnotized him with this piccolo and stole his divine bull.Later, the two resolved their grievances, and Hermes gave him the piccolo.Apollo was used to being vigilant all the time, so he always carried this piccolo with him, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy for him.

Tartarus didn't say any more, picked up the piccolo, and played softly.

He really doesn't know how to play music, he can only blow out intermittent and harsh voices.

However, Apollo gradually closed his eyes amidst the unpleasant voice, and fell into a coma.

In his sleep, he seemed to be troubled by the two conflicting divine powers, his brows were always furrowed, and he groaned from time to time.

Tartarus didn't know what else he could do for him, so he could only squat beside him silently, guarding him.

When Apollo woke up, Tartarus was eating osmanthus cake.

Seeing that Apollo opened his eyes, he looked up, and the pastry crumbs on the skirt fell on the tip of Apollo's nose.

"You're awake." Tartarus remained expressionless, but his eyes were bright.

Apollo smiled. He reached out and wiped the pastry crumbs from his nose.

See Tartarus? He moved freely, and asked him again: "Do you still hurt?"

Apollo said: "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you for your concern."

Tartarus said: "Then? Get up."

Apollo got up, but felt that the divine power in his body was continuously flowing, which was far more abundant than before he was injured.He didn't think too much when he blocked the arrows for Tartarus. Didn't he expect that? It turned out to be a blessing in disguise, absorbing a lot of life force and improving his strength a lot.

Tartarus said again: "Here you are, spoils."

Apollo was taken aback for a moment, only to see Tartarus take out a sword and hand it to him.

That? The sword is obviously made of unusual material, Apollo asked: "What kind of sword is this?"

"Bone sword." Tartarus replied: "Bone of Typhon."

Apollo was taken aback, and he reached out to touch the sword. The tip of the sword was not sharp at all, as if it was blunt and rusty.

Tartarus showed him the jewels on the hilt of his sword: "The left eye is silver lightning, and the right eye is red hellfire."

Apollo's heart moved: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Tartarus handed him the sword: "Take it."

Apollo hesitated: "What about you?"

Tartarus said: "I am strong and need no weapons."

Makes sense.

So? He is weak and needs a bone sword?

Never seen Apollo? Who can say that about good intentions.

The opening of the Abyss God's mouth is really dumbfounding.

Apollo was about to say something when suddenly his eyebrows frowned, and his cheeks felt hot.

Tartarus noticed? He was wrong, and looked sideways: "What's wrong?"

Apollo gritted his teeth forbearance: "There is no cure for the fire poison."

Unexpectedly? Under the comprehensive suppression of the power of life, there is still a trace of the power of the underworld fire, entrenched in his body, showing off its might.

Tartarus asked him, "What shall we do?"

Apollo said: "To detoxify fire, you need a star grass."

"Where is the star grass?" Tartarus didn't hesitate.

Apollo felt warm and said, "Patras."

Tartarus frowned: "I can't find it?"

"Can I find it?" Apollo said, "Thank you for your willingness to find herbs for me."

Tartarus shook his head: "You were hurt because of me."

Apollo smiled: "You are a great primitive god, without my intervention at that time, you would not have been injured."

"Yes." Tartarus admitted frankly that he had a way to dodge Gaia's arrow.

Apollo choked, and sometimes he really didn't know how to answer the unceremonious Tartarus.

"But," Tartarus said, looking him straight in the eyes, "but you helped me."

"I'm very happy."

At the end of Tartarus's words, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if showing a smile.

Apollo froze, staring at the curvature of Tartarus' lips, the male god who usually doesn't smile slightly raised the corners of his mouth, that kind of smile that was not a smile, coupled with his pair of clear eyes, showed a kind of The beauty of contradictions is like the fresh snow on the top of the mountain trembling slightly by the wind, revealing something unusual.

See you, Tartarus? He had a wrong expression and asked, "Is it a happy expression?"

"Huh?" Apollo didn't react yet.

Tartarus frowned, put his finger on the corner of his mouth, pulled it out in an arc, and reconfirmed: "Isn't it like this when you're happy?"

Apollo reacted: "Yes, you should smile when you are happy."

Tartarus nodded: "I have learned."

It turned out that he was learning from him.

Apollo's heart moved, and he realized that all the responses he received were the result of the male god's hard work.

He learned to be happy, learned to be angry?, learned to be reluctant, and then learned to...smile.

The smile was not pretty, but in his heart, a pure white flower bloomed.