You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

"In ancient times, there was a golden age for humans, when the gods loved humans."

Moros looked at the wine in the glass and listened to the others talking. The Greeks believed that drinking wine without water was a blasphemy against the gods, so it was like sugar water, and he could drink it until he threw up without getting drunk.

"We have lost our golden age and are plunged into eternal pain and mutual hatred."

Apollo picked up the cup and drank it down in one gulp, saying that you all don't want to look at me, I didn't make this up, and I have nothing to do with this matter.

Moros lay prone on the table, playing with a small bean with his fingers.

"This is the time to talk about the god." The people listened intently. "He was of noble birth, but he was depraved, drunk and mad."

"To lay openly in women's attire on a table at the banquet of the gods."

"He has no respect for his elders and is arrogant."

"I think he's talking about an acquaintance." Poseidon said in a low voice.

"Don't think about it," said Apollo, "There is no one else but her."

"Are you still mad at her?" Moros asked.

Poseidon thought for a while, and the sea god looked at the wine with blue eyes, "Don't be angry anymore."

"Speaking of which, when the three of us divided the world equally, she must have cheated." Sea God said softly, "She is a born liar."

"Yeah." Moros agreed.

"But this kind of woman." Sea God took a sip of wine, "I really haven't seen it before."

Once you see one, you will never forget it.

Apollo stretched out two hands, "Can your girlfriend count with these two hands?"

"Can you count the women who have failed in your pursuit with these two hands?" Poseidon sarcastically sneered.

No matter how you say it, the three of them ate and lived together for a year. Of course, they were often in a state of complaining that the other party was holding them back.

"Humans are too arrogant creatures." Apollo said suddenly.

"How?" Moros asked.

The blond sun god picked up the jug and poured himself a little wine, "I taught them to sing to praise the gods."

"However, they ignore that the reason why they praise the gods is that the gods are like human beings." Apollo said softly, "They will make mistakes, fall into the vortex of emotion and reason, and do all kinds of unlucky and embarrassing things."

"Why are they so arrogant?" he murmured softly. "It's beyond comprehension."

Moros shook his head. He never thought about it. He picked up a mint leaf and threw it into the wine. He turned his head and saw fresh fish fried golden.

"There is nothing shameful in living." Poseidon said, "Pursue women if you like them, fight for wealth if you like them, take risks if you like faraway lands." He drank a glass of wine with his head back, "Is there any problem?"

"Of course I forgot that you can't pursue it." He stretched out his hand and patted Apollo on the shoulder. The sun god said that you should say a few words and don't force me to fight you now.

"So you created the horse." Moros said softly, knowing that Poseidon created the horse and gave it to the gods as a mount.

"Do you like horses?" Poseidon rolled his dark blue eyes sideways.

That kind of strong and beautiful creature, full of aggression and freedom.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious about one thing," Moros said. "What is it made of?"

"The wind god said it wanted a shape." Poseidon made a gesture, and to Moros' surprise, the arrogant sea god answered his question indifferently, "So I trap the wind, and there are horses in the world." .”

"In order to repay the help of some humans." Poseidon said, "I plan to give it to humans."

Apollo was slightly taken aback.

"I think you have changed." Apollo said pretending to be surprised.

Poseidon smiled, he played with a coin, "I always repay my kindness."

"I'm actually a little curious, what will humans do when they get horses?" He asked softly, "To fight each other, or to go further afield."

"There should be." Apollo replied.

"Then I will give them a laurel tree as a gift to the highest honored person." Apollo said, he looked at the black-haired youth on the side, "Where is Lord Moros?"

"I didn't think about it." Moros said softly, "I don't have any treasures either."

Apollo changed the subject.

Neptune came from the waves, the white waves like snow mountains separated automatically, he was driving a golden chariot and a white horse, his long hair was flying in the wind, his blue eyes were sharp and majestic.

"I give this as a gift to mankind." He announced, and a row of horses rushed out of the shore instantly from the wind. They have slender and strong limbs, abundant muscles, and manes like the decoration on the head of a warrior. This beautiful and powerful horse Creatures, from the side of the gods, came to the world.

"It can drag a chariot, and it can also carry a warrior in full armor." Poseidon said, "It doesn't get tired easily, and it can run far away. It will be your foot, your foot leg."

People rushed up and knelt down in front of him, praising him for his gift. Holding the trident in his hand, he looked at the newborn sun in the distance. This day will be remembered forever by mankind.

It will indeed be an extraordinary day.

Poseidon couldn't help but think of that girl, he really wasn't angry with her anymore, he just didn't understand why this guy would always choose the most difficult path for himself.

Other gods can become the benefactor of human beings as long as they show grace, but she has been reviled and tampered with beyond recognition.

People blamed her for overreaching herself, accused her of failing the gods, applauded her punishment, and even felt happy.

She is rebellious and sinful.

"Speak." The tall male god stretched out his foot and kicked the girl lying on the ground. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, and a puddle of blood pooled under her body. She felt her ribs were broken and pierced into her internal organs.

"Aren't you ashamed to see me?" He questioned, "You shouldn't have been born back then."

She curled up, and Gaia seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by her child.

"If she disagrees." Gaia said softly, "just leave her here."

Iapetus turned his head back, "I will teach my own daughter, whether she will follow us or not, I will settle the account with her today."

The girl unconsciously covered her mouth with her hand, and blood flowed out from between her fingers.

"Tell me, I'm sorry for you, and your brother, your brother." Iapetos roared, "Tell me."

The girl coughed up another mouthful of blood, and the male god stepped on her slender wrist, and all the gods heard a crisp bone crack.

Although she looks pitiful, she is still their betrayer after all.

"Did you get any benefits?" Iapetus scolded angrily, "Aren't you very eloquent, talk."

The girl's eyes began to blur, she struggled uncontrollably, and tried to move her father's foot away with the other hand, but he stomped down hard again.

However, in the next moment, Iapetos felt a force on his waist, and then he was swept out. At some point, the father of beasts had woken up, and his scarlet eyes glowed brightly in the darkness. Light, Typhon, who had regained his beast form, became extremely huge. Even though his tail was tied with a bronze chain, it was still enough to sweep him a hundred meters away.

In the next second he slowly transformed into a human form.

"It's endless, let me sleep." He said, his voice was very low, like a hissing snake, and the sharp canine teeth showed a pale cold light, which made all the gods present couldn't help but raise their backs. There was a chill.

"Shouldn't you be on the upper floor?" Typhon asked, "Isn't the place too small for you to go wild?"

The girl coughed slightly for a while, then opened her eyes.

She pushed herself up with an effort, then sat down.

Her eyes are bright and clear, like the gorgeous stars in the sky.

"You are greedy, cruel, and locked up your brothers and feet in Tartarus. Every day you worry that someone will steal your treasure, so you put a dagger under your pillow."

Prometheus said, her voice was not high, but it was enough for everyone to hear, she couldn't help coughing up another mouthful of blood, "You never have any sympathy for creatures weaker than you, they are all you slave, let you bully and insult me."

"You mock justice and say that my mother is a worthless piece of trash." She said softly, "You are the accomplice of the God King, and you are trembling when you abuse others."

"Iapetus, I have seen you snatch a woman from the arms of her lover and throw it to a bearded dog, and I have seen you kill an innocent man and carve out its heart as an ornament, I know you feast all day Drinking, one day can squander other people's food for a year." Prometheus said calmly, "I know you are all like this."

"So your rule has been overthrown," she said, "Even if you can move mountains, you are doomed to defeat."

"The raging water of the seven seas is enough to wash away the holy oil that any king entrusts to heaven."

The white-haired girl announced that even Typhon's eyes couldn't help falling on her.

She is a prophet.

The first person to start suffering in this world will also be the last person to be freed in this world.

Is there anything wrong with the superior not restraining his behavior? Is there anything wrong with the father and the king who can take life and death from you?

No, she declared it unjust.

It's always been like this, right?

Can the strong hold their own forever?

No, the weak will choke the neck of the strong. Because they have nothing, they are fearless. Because they are weak and pitiful, they are angry and brave.

"I have already made clear to King Cronus the danger and the imminent misfortune." She said softly, "I have advised him so sincerely that he almost cut off my tongue, but he didn't feel the crisis."

Compared with maintaining this atrocity, I am willing to be a patricide and regicide. This is my choice.

Now I try to persuade you again, but it should still be in vain.

Iapetos turned his gaze to Typhon, "Master Typhon, we can solve you from eternal suffering, please help us."

"Also, throw this traitor into the fire of karma."

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