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

The gods of Olympus never shy away from talking about lust|desire, they are indulgent?, they are free.

It's not that Apollo has never heard of flirtatious and romantic conversations in the social arena, but he never thought of talking about this with Tartarus and explaining his desire|desire to him.

Do everything with ease? The God of Light rarely felt a little embarrassed, and frowned slightly.

Tartarus didn't understand Apollo's? Silence, discomfort? The feeling was getting stronger and stronger. He moved his legs, changed his sitting position, and emphasized his own? Feeling again: "Uncomfortable."

He raised his head and faced Apollo, with a layer of crimson on his frosty face, like the most alluring sacrifice on the altar: "Apollo, help me."

Apollo's eyes flickered slightly. In the God Realm, such words are tantamount to implying that it is an invitation letter to the dance hall of lust|desire.

However, it was Tartarus who spoke. He just wanted to relieve the symptoms of "overeating".

Apollo sighed and said, "Tal, you? Wait, let me think of a way."

He decided not to explain it to Tartarus, he couldn't explain it.

He didn't intend to help Tartarus relieve his desire either, he couldn't forgive himself for touching a blank piece of paper and dyeing it the color of lust.

He decided to find another way, he thought, there must be another way.

Tartarus trusted him. He hadn't known Apollo for long, but he knew Apollo's character well.

But: "You? Hurry up, I feel bad."

Tartarus couldn't help but urged again.

Apollo didn't dare to look at his face, even when he heard his voice, he would think of the rare flush on his face.He nodded hastily, turned his head away, and began to think seriously.

After a while, Tartarus' voice sounded again: "Apollo, I'm not feeling well."

Tartarus' voice was still cold, but not as stable as usual, with a little trill, like a flower that could not withstand the spring breeze, nodding slightly in the sun, scratching Apollo's heart, touching him Full of fragrance.

Tal wasn't like this usually, it was the first time he felt the turbulent tide of emotion, and it must have been very uncomfortable.

Apollo thought to himself, although the Abyss God's tone is flat, but he emphasizes his? feelings so frequently, really? It's like... acting like a baby.

No, Apollo, you? Crazy!

Apollo quickly denied this absurd idea, but his heart was rippling, and he couldn't calm down for a while.

Tartarus really felt very uncomfortable. His body temperature was always low, but now his body temperature was a little high. His body was hot, like a big hot stove, burning him dizzy Yes? The place where he propped up is getting more and more bulging, and it is not like the human beings said, it will gradually digest.

A stunned? Snake slowly woke up, and realized that the two gods present had not noticed him, so he fled into the snake den.Its? Belly slid across the blades of grass, and there was a rustling sound.Although Tartarus didn't feel very comfortable, his body's reaction was still there, and he held the snake down as soon as he stretched out his hand.He didn't realize until he held it down. He was fed up now, and he didn't want to eat this snake after catching it.

Apollo looked at the snake, but suddenly had an idea.

Snake meat can give birth to human gods? Desires, then there is something that can suppress desires, but the gods of Olympus have heavy desires, and we don't know much about this aspect.But Apollo is the god in charge of medicine. He is naturally sensitive to medicinal herbs. After a little perception, he discovered a kind of medicinal herb outside the snake cave that can suppress people's desires.

That's it!

When Tartarus held back his desire and wondered whether the grilled snake meat would taste good after a long time, Apollo hurried to the edge of the snake cave and picked a green herb on the mountain wall.

Tartarus noticed Apollo's action and saw that he had picked a grass, so he asked, "Is it medicine?"

He was still somewhat curious about the medicine, because Apollo didn't let him take it last time, and he hadn't tasted the taste of dryness yet.

Apollo nodded.

Tartarus asked again: "Can it be digested?"

Apollo's eyes flashed, but he nodded again without explaining.

Tartarus stretched out his hand, motioning for himself to take medicine.

Apollo met his expectant gaze, and said helplessly, "Wait, let me crush the medicine for you first, so that it is easy to drink and effective."

Tartarus didn't understand these things, so he handed it over to Apollo and said, "Hurry up, it's still going on."

Apollo's hands paused, and he subconsciously glanced down at Tartarus, then quickly retracted his gaze, speeding up the movement of pounding the medicine.

When the medicine was ready, Apollo crushed it into a pill and sent it to Tartarus.

Tartarus took a closer look and sniffed it. The medicinal herb had a delicate fragrance, but the fragrance was slightly bitter, which was different from the smoky delicacies he usually ate.It smells weird.But an early adopter heart trumped all, and Tartarus picked up the pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Delicious!"

Tartarus spat out the pill in his mouth, and his cold face wrinkled into a ball.

Apollo had never seen him make such a big expression. He never thought that the Abyss God, who didn't change his expression in the face of Typhon and Goddess Gaia, would be defeated by a drug.At the same time, I was surprised and amused at the same time: "The medicine is bitter, and it really doesn't taste good."

The back of Tartarus' tongue was full of bitterness. He finally understood the meaning of "bitterness", pursed his lips and said, "I don't like bitterness."

Apollo pinched another pill and handed it to him, with a gentle but firm attitude: "The medicine is very bitter, but it can relieve your discomfort. Take it."

Tartarus shook his head firmly: "I don't feel bad anymore, I can bear it."

It was rare for Apollo to see Tartarus look so childish. His heart softened, and he subconsciously used a coaxing tone: "Tal, the medicine is bitter, but the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is sweet. You? After taking the medicine, I'll just give you a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, press the bitterness in your mouth and it will be fine."

Tartarus grasped the point: "You? Do you still have sweet-scented osmanthus cake? How many more?"

Apollo was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to find his own voice: "I still have more, not many, all of them are yours."

Tartarus frowned slightly when he heard "not much", but at the end, he quietly let go.

He thought for a while and said, "You? You should give me a piece first. My mouth is very bitter now."

Apollo couldn't help it, so he handed him a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Tartaros ate the cake first, then took the medicine with a frown, and then ate a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He sat on the ground and rested for a while, finally feeling comfortable.

"Let's go to Patras." Seeing that he was getting better, Apollo suggested.

Tartarus nodded, but before he left, he had one more thing to do.

Apollo watched him go to the mountain wall, and pulled out a few herbs among the weeds. As if it was not enough, he pulled out a few more, and asked him, "Is this the one?"

Apollo shook his head, walked over to help him pick a few herbs, and asked with doubts, "What are you doing picking these?"

Tartarus said seriously: "Stuffed up? It feels too uncomfortable. I'll take some medicine for backup."

The awareness of prevention is quite strong.

Apollo had a headache, fearing that Tartarus would take medicine indiscriminately, which would hurt his body instead.

He thought for a while and said, "Let me keep it for you. I'll make pills for you when I'm free."

Tartarus reassured him and agreed.

The two gods finally reached an agreement and decided to go to Patras, but suddenly a white swan flew down from the sky, and a heroic goddess was sitting in the swan car, which was Artemis, the goddess of hunting.

Artemis went straight to Apollo at once: "My? Good brother, my dear Apollo! You? Well done, you? Killed Piton, this? It's so satisfying! But you? How could you be so reckless to strike in the oracle of the Earth Mother Gaia? Now Zeus is furious and wants to punish you? Go to Thessaly to graze for King Admetus. You are noble The God of Light belongs to the God King? Wife Leto? Child, how can you give an illegitimate child, an ordinary? King herds?!"

Seeing Artemis' reaction, Apollo asked, "Artemis, have you already met Zeus?"

Artemis' pretty face added a bit of anger, and before she could speak, Apollo said again: "Calm down, Artemis, anger is our greatest enemy, better than Piton and Hera. "His tone was neither light nor serious, but it had a soothing power of its own.

Artemis calmed down a little, and said again: "He's humiliating you! Even if you? He once liked him and did so many things for him, he doesn't remember anything!"

"This? It's Zeus." Apollo didn't feel disappointed at all. He had already seen through his father god: "He has always been like this, we all know it, don't we?"

Tartarus listened silently. After hearing this, he had already heard the general idea, and said, "Artemis, don't worry, you? Look at Apollo, he is not angry at all."

When Apollo heard this, let alone angry, it was a little funny.

He managed to calm his sister's emotions. Hearing what Tartarus said, Artemis might explode again.

Sure enough, Artemis showed a suffocated expression: "Apollo, you? Don't you have any emotions? Are you not angry when Zeus treats you like this!"

"Is it useful to be angry?" Tartarus blinked: "Waste of emotion? There is no need to do anything."

Artemis: "..."

Artemis found out that it had only been two days since Tartarus' choking skill had improved.

"Okay, don't be angry, Artemis." Apollo calmed her emotions, and the words he said were like spring breeze, but he had an unwavering determination: "I will not let him get his wish easily. I will Let him know that Apollo, the god of light, is not at his mercy? He exists!"

If it were the former Apollo, he might consider himself fledgling and unwilling to confront Zeus head-on.However, Apollo is different now, and Tartarus told him another possibility—as long as he is strong and firm enough, he can change other people's words.

These "others" include his father, Zeus, king of the gods.

"What are you going to do?" Artemis asked.

Apollo replied lightly: "Go back to God Realm and reject his order face to face."

Artemis was angry? Sometimes he wanted to tear Zeus's flesh and blood, but he calmed down and couldn't help worrying about his younger brother: "But he is a god king after all, and he still has an invincible Thor's hammer..."

Apollo is still indifferent: "Don't worry, I know what's in mind."

Artemis would like to believe her brother, but she couldn't.She emphasized again: "He is the king of gods, possessing divine power that we cannot match! You? If it's true? You know it in your heart, tell me your? Reliance, and let me rest assured."

"I have Tal," said Apollo.

Artemis froze, subconsciously looking at Tartarus.

The one named suddenly? Tartarus blinked his eyes, a little confused.

Apollo was well aware of Zeus' bullying and fearful character, and he had already counted Tartarus among them. He turned his head to look at Tartarus and asked, "Will you support me? Abyss God."

It's been a long time since I heard Apollo call himself the god of the abyss, and Tartarus still didn't respond.

Apollo smiled and asked again.

Tartarus thought about it seriously, and replied, "I will."