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

Typhon thought for a while, his tail was moving vaguely on the ground, he looked at the gods and then at the flames.

"Forget it, I'm still sleepy." Typhon said lightly, "And I think you guys are too weak, going out with you is nothing but being beaten up by Zeus again."

"That kind of thing is fine once in a lifetime." Typhon said lazily.

"Then you won't stop us from executing the traitors?" asked the old gods.

Typhon opened his scarlet eyes and was about to say something when a voice came from behind the gods.

"I'm afraid not."

"Lord Tartarus." The gods recognized the source of the voice and turned around.

Playing with his nails, the Lord of the Abyss lazily appeared amidst the dire straits.

Tartarus is the master of hell and synonymous with the abyss, but he himself is a frivolous and lazy man with fancy eyebrows and bad personality.

However, under normal circumstances, he would only stay in his own palace to harm Moros or Chaos. Of course, he was sometimes angered by Gaia. It was rare for him to leave the room voluntarily, but today was considered one.

"I heard an interesting thing from Lord Chaos." Tartaros raised a finger to his lips, signaling for everyone to be quiet, "If this goddess dies, the last pair of star-gazing pupils in the world And it disappeared."

"Does she have no children?" One god asked, and the other looked at the girl, "It seems that she doesn't. She may not even have anyone to pursue her. Where can she have children?"

All the gods knew the value of Prometheus' eyes.

Naturally, they hesitated and hesitated.

"So I advise you to calm down." Tartarus said helplessly, "You can rebel, but it seems that you are still in the preliminary planning stage. At this time, offering sacrifices to the sky can increase luck or something?"

The Lord of the Abyss may have been lonely for a long time, but every god thinks this person is too glib.

But because his status is too noble, no one has ever dared to point out his fault.

"Really, I'm an errand runner for Lord Chaos now." He yawned, "Ah, I hope we can have a larger population in Hades, so I won't be reduced to running errands."

He slightly turned his head and looked around the gods, his pale golden eyes instantly became cold and dangerous, "I can turn a blind eye to whatever you are doing."

"However, there are some things that are best thought about before doing."

"For example, I personally don't like to see things like coming to the bottom floor."

"It's just a suggestion." Tartarus said softly, "It's just me, Tartarus' suggestion."

After the gods dispersed, Tartarus turned around and said to himself, "Should I install a bronze door or something here? What are your requirements, for example, what color do you want?"

"Get me a pink one, thanks," Typhon said.

"For such a big man, he should be more mature." Tartaros said dissatisfiedly, pressing his temples with his fingers, "But speaking of which, I thought you were going to run away, Typhon."

Typhon shook his head, "Go out and get beaten again."

"It's very depressing to say, and it's not like you at all," said Tartarus. "Men are mortal."

"You can be regarded as abetting a crime." Typhon said softly, "I remember that abetting is harsher than the main criminal."

"I'm so relieved that you actually read the law." Tartaros clapped his hands exaggeratedly, "Typhon, you've grown up, I'm going to cry."

"I don't believe it." Typhon said indifferently.

"Wouldn't it be nice to be a little polite?" Tartarus said, "I'd be your father anyway."

"Oh, so who is my mother?" Typhon asked rhetorically.

A faint guilty conscience appeared on Tartarus' face, "But I pinched you."

"Your taste is terrible." Typhon said.

Tartarus covered his face.

"That's when novices hit the road," Tartarus explained.

"Then you can change it." Typhon suggested.

"But I went directly from entry to entry." Tartarus said frankly, "I found that I really can't do this."

He walked through the layers of copper chains, stretched out his hand and touched the girl's shoulder slightly, "Are you okay?" He asked softly, "If you die, I can't explain to Lord Chaos, I'll give you a hand next month." If I don’t have food, I won’t be in a good mood, and if I’m in a bad mood, I’ll come to fight Typhon, and there will be an earthquake in Typhon, and the world will be destroyed by then.”

"So you're all right."

"I don't think I can afford such a big crime." The girl coughed up blood and said softly.

A look of relief appeared on Tartarus' face.

"That's good." He said with a smile.

"But to be honest, Master Chaos told me that even if you are thrown down, you will not die." Tartarus said, "But neither Lord Chaos nor Zeus wants to see that happen. .”

"So they want to see what happens." The girl smiled slightly, pressing her broken ribs.

"It's good now." Tartarus said succinctly. He sat down and fumbled in his pocket for a while. "Do you need help?"

"It doesn't matter, it will grow well in the evening." Prometheus said softly, and she closed her eyes slightly, "May I ask Lord Tartarus, what is going on about my eyes?"

It stands to reason that there will be one person in the world with such eyes, that person.

Tartarus thought for a while, "I think this should be a good thing. Being able to see the future is actually a kind of curse." He said lightly, "If that person gets rid of this fate, it is not a very pleasant thing." Is it something that makes people happy?"

"I hope so." The girl said softly.

"That person?" Typhon seemed a little interested, "The one you love?"

"I loved it." The girl said frankly, and Typhon showed his canines slightly like a giant dog smelling prey, "Let's hear it."

"I don't love her anymore." The girl refused, "I have already severed relations with her."

"Her." Typhon said enthusiastically, "I didn't expect you to like women?"

Tartarus glanced at him.

Typhon suddenly felt that he had read something, if there was a woman in the world who could be described as love.

It can even be said that I am willing to shed all the blood in my body, and I don't want her to shed a single tear.

No matter how you say that kind of love is not nasty, it is a woman who can make people feel courage and strength.

He had heard of this woman.

Too bad he didn't.

"I'm jealous," Typhon said. "I want to have a mother, too."

It was a rainy night not long ago. The gate of Hades was washed black and shiny by the rain. The three-headed dog smelled the breath of a powerful god and dared not move.

Lady Justice, holding a lamp, walked down the steps step by step.

Themis never knew what kind of feelings she had for Prometheus.

She is the person she loves the most in her life, and also the person she hates the most in her life.

She married again, and had six beautiful and well-behaved daughters, each better than herself.

However, Themis found the entrance to hell on that rainy night. She walked to the palace in the abyss. She knelt in front of the door of Chaos and begged the god of chaos to take her eyes. She has extraordinary vision and prophecy. s eyes.

In this case.

In this case, that goddess will be the last god in the world with these eyes, and no matter how angry her enemies are, they will not harm her too much.

This is Themis' only selfishness in this life.

"It's not these eyes of the future that she is coveted." Chaos' voice came from the door.

"I know." Themis said softly.

But I don't want to disturb her, Themis thought, that child is always too difficult to understand, even she doesn't understand what she wants.

But she always believed that the child knew what she wanted and was not afraid to give anything for it.

"Please let her see the only future." Themis said, clasping his hands together, "Please deprive me of these eyes."

"Are you sure?" Chaos asked.

"I'm sure," Themis said.

Chaos was silent for a while.

"I agree." His voice came from the hall, and the God of Chaos pushed open the door, and then he took out a sharp knife with his pale hand.

"Deprive yourself of eyes."

Themis picked up the knife, her hand was steady, it was still stained with rain, and her cheeks were slightly red.

"Thank you Lord Chaos." She said calmly, then she turned the handle of the knife and inserted it deeply into her eye socket.

The aloof Chaos couldn't see any expression.

"You will never see anything in the future." Chaos said, "You will become a blind goddess."

"Justice law enforcement doesn't need to see anything outside." Themis replied, she raised her bloody hand and aimed at her other eye.

Then stabbed down.

Chaos seemed to let out a sigh.

He took a jar of spring water from one side and washed the goddess's wound so that it could heal quickly.

"Why, Themis." Chaos asked, "Do you know what life will be like after giving up your eyes?"

"I don't know." Themis said softly, "But I'm willing to try."

She couldn't see, but she felt that she had nothing to be afraid of. Chaos took out the white silk and covered her eyes, and tied a knot behind her head.

"Actually, that's fine." Themis said softly, "Seeing the future is also a terrible curse."

"I'm freed from the pain of foretelling now." She said softly.

"That goddess, is it really worth your eyes for her?" Chaos asked, "She is just a sinner, and you are the most honorable goddess."

"She failed you and killed your husband and son."

"Yes, but I am her mother." Themis said softly.

Chaos showed a faint smile.

"Is that so, I understand."

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