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

"If you have something to say, it's best not to be so sneaky." Chaos said, stretched out his hand to pour himself a glass of water, and then continued to study the few stones in his hand.

Tartarus came out from behind the wall, "I was just passing by."

"Then you go on." Chaos said expressionlessly.

"Okay." Tartarus said resignedly, "I want to ask something."

Chaos raised his finger and twirled it in his ear, indicating that you are speaking.

"The little girl." Tartaros asked softly, "Why is she absolutely undead?"

"Ever since that little girl came, you have wanted to see her every day, why are you suddenly dissatisfied?" Chaos said.

Tartarus shook his head, "I'm not the kind of boring person either. After all, that's the woman Moros likes. I'll go and see what's wrong."

Chaos turned over the stone and said that this matter is really news to me.

"Then what do you think of Moros' vision?" Chaos asked.

"Quite, strange." Tartarus said, "At least no one will rob him."

"I remember that Themis' daughter looks good." Chaos said.

"It's nothing to say." Tartaros sat down. "It just makes people feel kind of creepy. Marrying this kind of woman, I guess I can't hide my private money."

"This is probably the reason why you are not married." Chaos said mercilessly.

"But you can't say that." Tartarus said, "If I didn't know that Moros was interested in this little girl, I would have tried it."

"She is indeed a rare goddess." Tartarus thought for a while, but still failed to find an adjective.

"It's rare among male gods." Chaos said softly, "That's why she became undead."

"Is it related to her power that she will be resurrected even after being killed many times? Is this the privilege of the power she chose?" Tartarus asked.

"No." Chaos said, "It's punishment."

"That goddess is ambitious." Chaos said softly, "It's not appropriate to say that. She doesn't seem to want anything, but what she is greedy for is the biggest thing I've ever seen in this world."

"So of course he will bear the greatest punishment."

"What do you think the future of mankind will be like?" Tartarus asked, "Will you really exile the gods and become the masters of the earth, sky and sea?"

Chaos was silent for a while.

"I can't answer this question." He said lightly, "We immortal gods, as long as we watch silently, we are not the rulers in the sky, we don't need to worry about our own safety."

Tartarus let out a sigh, "That's right, I'm just bored."

"That goddess is the strangest thing I've ever seen in my life." Tartarus said softly, "She has almost lost everything now."

"But I think she still hasn't lost."

Chaos smiled, "This is also the scene I am most looking forward to."

The God of Chaos stretched out his hand and pointed to the unfathomable darkness beyond the abyss, "When the curtain is opened, there will definitely be something beautiful to see."

But now humans haven't grown up after all, have they?

Moros led his black horse and walked on the road. He was going to cross the ocean to see another piece of land. On the white beach, he lowered his head and picked up a shell.

He remembered that the girl liked to do this kind of thing very much.

She has all kinds of strange talents, such as architecture or sailing.

He remembered that this young girl always seemed to be doing dangerous things, and she was dangerous herself.

"What are you going to do?" Sea God pulled out his carriage, expressing his willingness to ferry him to the other side.

"Maybe become a craftsman." Moros thought, "Let's talk about it when we arrive."

"What's beyond the sea?" Moros asked.

"There are many cities, and there are many kings," said Poseidon. "Some of them are on good terms, and some of them fight with each other."

Moros nodded.

"Speaking of which, I heard something," said Poseidon. "Zeus said that he had a son born, and he wanted to make him king."

Moros nodded obediently and looked at him.

Poseidon bent down and said in a low voice, "But Hera prematurely gave birth to another son, and made this much-loved child of Zeus a subject."

"Sounds like fun," Moros said.

"I think you might find this kid very interesting." Poseidon smiled, "Everyone is watching him."

"All the gods paid close attention to him. When he was just born, he crushed to death two poisonous snakes sent by Hera."

Poseidon stretched out his hand and gestured, "His name is Hercules."

"Born with supernatural power, extremely brave."

"Stand back." Themis said softly, and the blindfolded goddess said quietly, "I already know what you said."

"Ms. Themis, what's the matter?" Hera appeared behind her, and Themis showed a faint smile, "I decided to send two goddesses to guide the young son of Zeus."

Hera sighed, "I can't question your decision."

"If he chooses the goddess of virtue, he will embark on an extremely difficult and dangerous path. If he chooses the goddess of evil, he will fall himself, and you can also start your revenge." Themis said calmly, "This is my decision."

"Your decision is the law." Hera said respectfully.

Themis sighed softly.

"If he chose Virtue's lead, would you teach him?" Hera asked.

"Yes." Themis nodded slightly.

Hera sat down, staring at some emptiness in the distance, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I don't really want him to die that much, but seeing Zeus's complacent face makes me very angry."

"Because you love him." Themis turned her head and said.

"If this kid turns out to be, a real hero, I'm not going to be mad at him."

Tianhou thought for a while, put down a sentence, and stood up, "That guy Zeus is really annoying. I don't know how to say it. Why does he do bad things first every time, and then everyone thinks I'm a bad person."

Themis bowed her head.

"Perhaps this is the ability of a king. I really am not suitable to be a king." Hera said, she stood up, "Good day, Mrs. Themis, then I will go first."

The goddess of virtue and the goddess of evil then came to Themis. They are a pair of sisters. The elder sister wears a white dress with a pure halo, while the younger sister is enchanting and gorgeous, which makes people fall in love at first sight.

"The son of Zeus is coming of age," Themis announced. "Go find him and ask him about his choice of life path."

"If he chooses virtue, then he will be my student."

The young Hercules patted the head of the cattle dog and looked at the herd of cattle stretching into the distance. Sitting on the hillside, he knew that he possessed incomparable strength and could strangle a cow at will. He ran very fast, Not even the city's most famous messenger could keep up with him.

His parents told him that your future will be an extraordinary person.

What extraordinary characters, he sometimes has a headache about this question, are they the kings who are high above, or the warriors who fight on the battlefield, or are they holy priests and prophets?

Or an extremely wealthy businessman?

Confused, he stood up, ready to relax.

He saw the goddess, or rather, two goddesses.

A pure and elegant.

A sweet and alluring.

"Hercules." They called out his name at the same time.

"You've grown up," they said in unison. "You can choose the path that one of us shows you."

"I have the most comfortable path." One of them preemptively said, "You can become the richest and happiest person, with countless treasures and women, and live a life of debauchery."

"Everyone is envious of your life, and everyone is trembling because of your strength."

"I have only one righteous path," whispered another. "You will be an unfortunate man."

"But you will punish evil and promote good, help those in need, and gain gratitude and smiles." She said, "But you will be hurt, you will be lonely, and everyone will be deserted."

The young man thought for a while, then he stretched out his hand, looking at his hand with strong bones.

"I choose you." He stretched out his hand, pointing to Virtue.

"I am willing to endure all the suffering in the world to uphold justice," he said.

"Are you crazy? People only live once." The Goddess of Evil Virtue said, circling around him.

"A person can only live once, so I will choose a noble life." Hercules said, "I have already decided."

He took a step forward.

Virtue revealed a surprised and bright smile.

"Come with me, young Hercules, the goddess Themis is waiting for you."

She smiled and said that Hercules followed her. He was familiar with the legends of the gods, and the goddess Themis was the goddess of justice.

"She is willing to teach you." The goddess of virtue said with a smile, and the goddess of evil followed behind dejectedly, "the goddess Themis taught her own child to the bottom of Tartarus, young man, you Good luck."

"Her child?" Hercules asked.

"Have you heard of Prometheus, young man?" said the Goddess of Evil Virtue, "It's still too late to choose me."

"I've heard of it," Hercules said.

"That's right, that liar, thief, villain, and traitor." The goddess of evil spirits floated around him, "That's the one who caused mankind to lose the golden age forever."

"To be honest." The young man stood still, turned his head to look at her face, with a certain light in his black eyes, "I think he is a hero."

On the bottom floor of Tartarus, the sleeping girl suddenly opened her eyes, and Typhon couldn't help asking, "Are you awake?"

"Someone called my name." Prometheus stretched out his hand and gently pressed his pierced heart.

"That's not normal," Typhon said.

"It's not normal at all," she said softly. "This time, there's no resentment or hatred."

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