I have a little golden mouth [Greek mythology]

Then he stretched out his hand and gently twisted his waist, "You really have a temper, you dare to plot against me?"

"No, you must not go!"

Due to being pinched by the "weakness" of his waist, Thanadus suddenly had the urge to laugh, but at this time he felt that he could never put on a hippie smile, so he exhausted himself As the "cold aura" of the god of the underworld, he wants to maintain his image.

Little did he know that his back and forth made his expression so weird that Hermes silently put down his hand when he saw it.

"Just now you also heard him say that those monsters don't know where they came from, we don't even know their details, and now we need the main gods to come forward to fight, so it can be seen that those things are not easy to deal with, so you still go The Temple of Destiny is waiting for me."

After rubbing his hands together, Thanadus showed a begging look in his eyes as he spoke.

"Don't look at me that way!"

Gritting his teeth and growling, Hermes shifted his gaze and said stubbornly: "But don't forget, I am also a male god, and now even the goddess of the moon, Hecate, is going to fight. Am I hiding under the protection of the Moira?"

Although Hermes sometimes acts cowardly, it doesn't mean that he really has such a negative personality.

If he had this kind of personality, he wouldn't have burst out with the urge to try to climb up.

Relying on the favor of Zeus, he could have chosen to settle down in a corner, and he could have even been able to be a safe and stable glory of the Lord God just like the historical track.

Without strong combat power, it also saves a lot of trouble.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to just be a mascot on Mount Olympos with peace of mind?

Hehe, if he really chose that, then he would not be him.

"I have always believed that the glory of the gods does not come from the prayers of the living beings for them. Our existence is the duty given by the rules, so protecting this world is also our birth meaning and unshirkable mission."

Is the god who exists by faith really a god?

Maybe, but Hermes is absolutely unwilling to be a "god" who was raised to the altar because of the needs of believers.

Raising his hand to summon his scepter, Hermes straightened the crystal crown on his head, and said with a smile: "I also want to see how powerful this so-called 'Abyssal Beast' is, able to make the gods We were all devastated by it.”

"That's very good, then this time, responsible for the task of guarding the abyss—"

However, Hermes didn't expect that just after he finished his high-spirited words, a deep voice sounded from the side: "I will entrust it to you."

As soon as the words fell, Hermes felt a huge will fall on him, and then slowly receded after leaving a part of the power.

"call……"

It was just a moment, but to Hermes, it seemed like hundreds or thousands of years had passed.

Feeling the extra divine power in his body, he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only raise his hand and hit the scepter heavily on the ground according to his subconscious reaction.

dong dong dong-

With a muffled sound, invisible ripples swayed.

Under the influence of divine power, the cracks that were originally looming around were slowly glued together again as if they had been coated with super glue.

"You can actually deal with the abyss crack?"

Seeing this scene, Thanadus was instantly shocked.

You must know that all of this happened in a flash, but now that he came back to his senses, he still didn't know what happened.

"It's not that I can deal with the cracks in the abyss, but that the god of the abyss wants to use my hands to eliminate this disaster."

Putting down the scepter, Hermes looked at his hand, raised it to meet Thanadus' shocked eyes, he scratched his head, and smiled helplessly, "So this time it's not that I'm trying to be brave, but it's true I can't go anymore!"

Although he appeared to have a headache, at this moment, Hermes thought to himself: "Thank you, Your Highness Tartarus, for giving me a chance to stay."

At the bottom of the abyss, the sleeping god seemed to feel something funny, and his frowning brows relaxed a little.

He's such a fun kid, I just hope he does wonders.

No one can hear the muttering of the abyss, but the world's pursuit of hope has never stopped.

The gods shoulder the heavy responsibility of rules, and pass on the duty of guardianship from generation to generation.

At this moment, although Hermes and the others didn't know it, they were subconsciously working hard for this goal.