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

Hercules touched the sharp knife on his waist and counted the number of hounds. He might not have enough arrows, but the vicious dogs just stared at them and did not dare to approach them.

"Look into its eyes." Hercules heard the girl whisper, "Animals are naturally afraid of things bigger than themselves."

"Even a monster from hell," she said softly.

"Don't talk." Hercules said, "It's okay."

She shook her head slightly.

"And my blood is not sweet to them." She said softly, "They are just hungry and crazy."

"Don't give them your back, walk slowly."

Hercules nodded. He looked straight at the vicious dogs, then leaned his back against the rock wall and walked over step by step. As expected, the vicious dogs kept a little distance from him and kept threatening them. However, none of them were willing to pounce first.

"Don't wake Cronus." Prometheus reminded in a low voice, "He doesn't want to see you at all."

Hercules, careful not to let the dogs make a sound, passed Cronus behind, and then hastened into the realm of sinners, leaving the prisoner's abode of the old gods.

"Why?" asked Hercules.

"Because." The girl thought for a while, "You are a very important person."

"You will help the gods win a future war." She said softly, "So don't worry too much. If you are really in trouble, they will come to rescue you."

"My self-esteem will not allow me to sit somewhere and wait for the gods to rescue me." Hercules said, "The gods are so powerful, why do they need my power?"

"Because of Gaia's protection, the current gods cannot harm the Titans." The girl said honestly, "Only humans have the right to kill them, so after you join, Zeus can get permission to kill them."

Hercules was silent for a while.

The sinner wailed beside them, someone grabbed Hercules' ankle, he stomped his foot and shook off the pale hand, and tried to walk forward, the girl's breathing slowed down again, her frost The white eyelashes drooped heavily and closed.

Although he knew that she would not die, there was a strange emotion in Hercules' heart. He suddenly remembered a long time ago, as if he had a wife and children, and he would always wake up in the middle of the night Throw your little girl under a blanket even though she keeps saying she's hot.

Later, his wife grabbed him by the ear and showed him the small blisters on his daughter's feet, and scolded him for seeing the good deeds you did.

At that time, he felt that his life should be spent like this, with his family, doing some famous adventures, and then being respected.

He would sometimes see other people's weddings, seeing chests of treasures, and he thought at that time that he would make a lot of money, buy her a huge dowry, and then there would be a handsome and knowledgeable A man comes to propose marriage.

He used to think so.

Until that summer night, when he woke up from his madness, his wife and his children were all lying under the high city wall, and he ran down, except for his clothes, he couldn't even tell who was who. who.

He just clearly felt that he was fighting vicious monsters, and then successfully pushed them off the cliff.

The gods played with him.

He didn't know how long he had been crying, but his eyeballs felt hot and dry, and only a few sporadic fragments passed through his brain.

For example, when his wife made dinner for the first time, he dared not speak out. For example, his youngest son was reading phonetic symbols, for example, his youngest daughter’s white skirt.

Why do you do this to me.

He sells himself as a slave, even if he puts on women's clothing and does humiliating labor, he only feels that the more painful his sex is, the further away the heaviness of his heart will be.

Later, he felt that time had been gifted to him, and he finally forgot that he thought he could no longer remember what his family looked like.

"Don't be sad." The girl's voice came from his ear, and the goddess who woke up at some point put her cold hand on his neck, and the next moment, he felt his headache disappear, " Go forward and don't look back."

She said softly, Prometheus knew that ahead was a place where ghosts and confusion were rampant, and if this person had lost anything, he would probably be trapped.

"You can close your eyes and I'll tell you how to go." She suggested softly.

Hercules shook his head.

"No." He said proudly, "I can walk over."

Swallow the regrets and sorrows of the past alone and walk over.

All the suffering, all the misfortunes, all the experiences, what can't kill him, will make him stronger.

The girl smiled lightly, "Okay." She said with a light smile, "Then can I trust you?"

"You can trust me completely." Hercules said, "As the earliest sage in this world, you should know me well."

"Don't dare." The girl said softly, "I don't even know if you should be considered the Son of God or the Son of Man?"

"Son of Man," Hercules replied without hesitation.

The girl smiled softly and closed her eyes, "I believe in you."

Hades, the king of the underworld, is a tall, pale man dressed in black. He stands on the passage from hell to the world, with light shining from behind him, silently looking at Hercules, "Zeus, let me pass A message." He said flatly.

"If this goddess is unwilling to say the prophecy that the God King needs, then I will detain her." Hades said, his voice was not high but revealed an undeniable majesty.

When Hercules was about to say something, the girl on his back pushed him slightly, signaling him to put himself down.

The white-haired girl stood on the black steps, staggered slightly because of weakness, stretched out a hand to support the black stone wall, raised her head, and looked at Hades' face peacefully.

"I won't say it," she said softly.

Hades showed a faint expression of regret, and raised a hand, but the girl tilted her head to avoid his hand, she tried to stand up straight, looking at the sun behind him, there was dust Rising and hovering inside, she held out a hand, pale, translucent fingers letting sunlight stream through them.

"But you shouldn't have me locked up with you," she said quietly.

"I know you can speak eloquently, but the order of the God King does not allow you to have the slightest argument."

Hades said, the girl's eyes swept across his face, and he felt arrogant for no reason.

This girl is an arrogant goddess, he has always known this, but she is extremely smart, and she does have a proud pride.

Her bright purple eyes turned and stared into the depths of the abyss, "If you know about it, in less than ten days, the titans will uproot the mountain and build a ladder to attack Mount Olympus."

She gently raised her hand, pointing to the unfathomable darkness, "You probably won't stop me from seeing Zeus."

"To this day, can we still trust you?" Hades couldn't help asking.

"For the sake of our ancient friendship." The girl said softly, with a hint of a faint smile on her lips, and Hades read a bit of out-and-out sarcasm from it.

"In other words, I used to fight alongside you, and I am also afraid of being retaliated by them." The girl smiled and said, "Who do you think I will live a little better with?"

Hades couldn't argue.

Deep in his heart, like Poseidon and Zeus, he still retains the memory of that great battle, so that something is engraved in their hearts.

This maiden is so scheming that she can turn her hand into clouds and rain, destroying a dynasty and crowning a new king.

"I must warn you." Hades said softly in the girl's ear, "Don't think that this meritorious service can atone for your sins. If you don't tell the secret, the father of the gods will be forever won't set you free."

"I know." The girl replied softly.

"But you're not going to tell him, are you?" Hades asked.

"Yes." She said quietly.

Hades took a step aside. He turned his head and watched the girl walk towards the beam of light step by step with difficulty.

He knew that this girl was one of the few absolute undead, but he didn't know why before.

Now he seems to understand something.

There is a kind of man who cannot be killed.

Let's say her.

Her hair was already completely frosty white, her strength depleted by long torment and oblivion.

Probably because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, she raised her hand to block a shadow in front of her eyes, but she was still walking outside.

Hercules followed her, and it seemed comical for such a strong hero to follow such a weak maiden, but he lowered his head and took his steps small and silently.

She struggled, leaned on the wall, and finally walked out of the dark grotto. The sun shone down in large swaths. She saw the green grass and the white-headed snow-capped mountains not far away. There were thin lines of clouds in the blue sky. .

She hadn't seen living things, felt wind or water, or breathed fresh air for nearly 1000 years.

Her too weak body did not bear the burden of walking for too long, so she shook and fell on the green lawn. The dew slapped on her body, making her feel a certain kind of coolness.

Maybe there is only a moment like this, she sighed softly, stretched out her hand, and touched the stem of the dandelion lightly, causing the seeds to fly into the air.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hermes' boots with little golden wings. He seemed to be chatting with Hercules.

Then she walked towards her, and she struggled to support herself and sat on the ground.

"Please let me see the God King." She said with a smile.

There seemed to be a hint of embarrassment on Hermes' face.

He played with the cane in his hand, "I really want to persuade you."

"I know." The girl said softly.

"You have finally regained your freedom now." Hermes said, "Do you really have the heart to lose it?"

"It's okay." The girl said with a smile, turned her head to look at the distant place, her eyes showed a faint yearning, and then she retracted her eyes, "Who knows what the future will hold, let's go."

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