greek mythology stuff

Chapter 112

Chaos, within the inconspicuous "wooden door".

It is rare for Hephaestus not to stay on Lemnos Island, but to stay in his treasure house "Frontier" with Clotho, the goddess of life weaving.

He knew exactly what was going on in the world.

Chiron failed, and Plutus, the god of wealth, did not die, but was seriously injured.

Perhaps he should be called by another name, Demophon—the little prince of the Eleusis Kingdom in ancient times.

Even Plutus, the god of wealth, did not know about this matter.

But he will soon be close to the truth, and know that he was not born a god, but a mortal, the purest mortal...

The dying aura lingering on Chiron's arrow is the best touchstone. The dying aura will accurately find out the mortal part of him, rot his flesh, and cause him unbearable pain.

If he still maintains the sharp edge of his heyday, the breath of death from the kingdom of death will not even be able to approach him, but he is seriously injured, his consciousness is blurred and he is rarely sober, and there are still people outside who do not allow him to not recognize his status .

Hephaestus could tell that his good times were numbered.

In the world of gods, it's not a place where any stunned young man can dominate.

Hephaestus glanced at the dim yellow sky of the "border" indifferently, and the big fireball hanging above the mid-heaven became slightly clearer, but if he looked carefully, he could still see two silky streaks above it. The power of faith.

Leaving aside Chiron, who put the idea of ​​shooting another god into action, Sata, the priest of Anser, also surprised him.

He woke up from a silent sleep. Hephaestus thought that this time would be thousands of years, but unexpectedly...

Is it because Otis' call is important to him?Important enough to be willing to wake up immediately, in the weakest posture?
What a miscalculation.

But not completely miscalculated!

Gods are proud, especially powerful ones.

Hephaestus knew this well.

So Hephaestus was not surprised when Demeter, the goddess of fertility, wanted to circumvent the cornerstone she had given Demophon to become a god.

But so far, no one seems to be able to violate the premise he set in the flames to be burned into ashes?

Except Epimetheus, the wise late-knower.He gave the gift, and Hephaestus accepted it, so that his daughter Pyrrha became a mortal avatar with no future troubles.

Thinking of this, Hephaestus couldn't help laughing out loud. "It's better to have fewer such smart people, otherwise it will become troublesome."

Clotho, who was on the side, was concentrating on Chaos, but was attracted by his laughter.

She turned her head and asked, "What did you see? Did my mother win the battle with Hermamene?"

Hephaestus suppressed his smile when he heard the words, and shook his head: "The winner has not been decided yet, but it will be soon, it should be today."

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"I thought of something happy."

Clotho sighed, she looked worried, and turned to look at the surface of the undulating night in the chaos: "It's a good thing you can still laugh, if the winner is not my mother, you will be in trouble."

"I've looked through the past of the fallen worlds that you have recorded in your time books. The tragic conditions that Hermamene lived in those worlds can't prove that she is a magnanimous person."

"You and Epimetheus both targeted her, what should we do then?"

Hephaestus could feel Clotho's worry. Hermamene was a god she didn't understand, who had come across the ages and survived a terrible time.

In her heart, she didn't realize that Nix, the goddess of the night, could defeat Hermamene.

Hephaestus understood her.

Understanding does not mean agreeing.

As one of the gods who have faced Hermamene directly, Hephaestus has already understood Hermamene. For him, Hermamene is no longer unknown.

Compared with Gaia, the former supreme goddess of the earth, and Erebus, the current supreme dark god, Hermamene only survived for a longer period of time.

She can live not because of her strength, she is not good at strength at all, what she is good at is "living" and preemptive strikes.Hephaestus carefully reviewed the history of the world that Hermamene experienced, and found that it was always difficult to have great soil in the world she lived in, let alone supreme.

In a world without rivals, she is indeed the only true god.

But such a world is nothing but a pool of stagnant water.The most obvious evidence is Hermamene herself. Although she has gone through countless worlds and years, what is the result?She is still not as good as her "husband" Erebus, the god of darkness.

It is no exaggeration to say that the combined years of Hephaestus and Erebus are less than a fraction of Hermamene's, but they can still stand in front of Hermamene and look at them with unscrupulous eyes. she.

Because she just "lived" to continue her dream of the only true god and used up all her savings.

She is just "living".

After becoming great, Hephaestus had no fear of her.

Because each source has its own strengths, and the source of flame is the best at power, so Hephaestus has confidence in his heart.

After all, "Burning" is the last glory shared by the name of Hephaestus. While letting oneself go to death, it also makes those who want to live fearful.

Before he started to "burn", those people would consider the consequences of letting him "burn".

Thinking of this, Hephaestus became even more careless.But in his slightly narrowed eyes, there is clearly a beast hidden!

He took Clotho's hand and comforted her in a calm tone: "Don't worry."

"According to my observation, the 53-year long night in the world still has an effect on your mother, and there is a high probability that she will win."

Clotho retorted subconsciously: "How is it possible, Hermamene was once supreme!"

"But she is not now." Hephaestus said slowly. "Even if you take a step back, assuming that the last person to come out of the night is Hermamene, she still has to pretend to be your biological mother, trying to disguise herself with her fused memory."

"Because she wants to consider your father, she dare not mess around in front of Erebus."

Clotho was thoughtful: "You mean she will have a long, long period of weakness, so weak that even God the Father can hold her down?"

Hephaestus was dumbfounded.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "No." He denied. "It's simply that Erebus is too strong."

"How strong?" Clotho's face was full of panic and disbelief.

Hephaestus did not open his eyes.He remembered the scuffle he had had.

The sky god Uranus and the earth goddess Gaia joined the battle, the former god king Cronus joined the battle, and himself and Epimetheus also joined the battle.

I heard that Atlas, the giant god of the sky, also participated, and dragged Gaia, the goddess of the earth, from the side.

Because of the existence of Cronus, Hephaestus could not go back to that battle. He just vaguely heard that Gaia and Uranus wanted to snatch something from Cronus.

But when Erebus, the god of darkness, appeared, all was quiet.

Even Hephaestus thinks back now that Erebus is too strong.

He had seen a wandering Supreme when he became great in Chaos, and he had seen traces of the Supreme in past history.

Erebus, he is beyond class!

Even Hephaestus wasn't sure if Uranus and Gaia knew Erebus had shot that day.

Hephaestus himself couldn't be sure, because he didn't see it himself.

The more I think about it, the more numb my scalp becomes, and I can't think about it at all.

Hephaestus opened his eyes, he gave Clotho a strange look, and then pointed to Chaos in front of him.

In this chaos there are wooden doors and night, and earth and sky and abyss and mists.

He immediately pointed to the chaos farther away, where the endless darkness flowed on its own, clearly distinguishing itself from the chaos here.

He said to Clotho: "How strong is it?"

"Probably even if we go together, it may not be strong enough."

"Maybe you didn't tell you when you went back to the crown this time, and you didn't see it. He is the highest, and he is the most unlike the highest I have ever seen..."

(End of this chapter)