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Chapter 166 Gift from the Primordial Sea God

Hephaestus heard the whispers of mortals.

This murmur is not limited to Dominic, but also the priest Sata of Anser and his disciple Otis, as well as the ignorant and primitive worship of flames by thousands of mortals.

Because he is in the "frontier" right now, where he hides his treasure.

There is an orange fireball in the hazy sky, that fireball is a part of him, a part that has been cut off, and now it is also his "ear" to listen to the mortal world.The worship of fire by mortals and all living beings came to this fireball through the connection between the ghosts, and then stored here, and when he came here, the whispers of these worships rushed to his ears.

Hephaestus had grown used to the noise these voices brought.

Although it was still noisy, he was not in a hurry to return at the moment.

Because he couldn't figure it out.

——Pontos is an ancient god after all, how could he be so unwise, expecting people and things he shouldn't have?

——Even if the truth is right in front of us, what he did was the opposite of what people thought he would do...

It was hard for Hephaestus to imagine that he had really fallen.Die so easily.

He hasn't shown signs of falling in the long years!
But he died anyway.He is an old god, and Hephaestus is a new god compared to him.The new god will become the ancient god one day, does this mean that the new god will also fall one day?

What is the dispute about?For strength?For power?
Are these reasons really enough?Do they have this weight?
Hephaestus thinks not.A person's existence is definitely not for fighting, there must be more and higher pursuits.If he were Pontos, he would not make a life-related choice so easily, and he would not die so easily.

Thinking of this, Hephaestus laughed at himself.

His behavior doesn't seem to be much better either—he's a loser, too.

He was wandering under the dim sky of the treasure land, floating islands floating around him, and most of the temples on the floating islands were ruined—because of the fighting.

This is the price the great will pay for rebelling against the supreme.

The entire treasure land is far less glorious than it used to be.On each floating island, wooden building materials have been burned to ashes, and stone building materials have also been burned.The utensils once displayed in the temples have also become ashes, forming ruins one after another.

Hephaestus entered a ruin, which smelled of burning smoke.It is also the smell of smoke and dust that can crush the goddess in charge of the night into the bottomless abyss.Now they are all dust.

Fortunately, the battle came and ended quickly, and there are still some extraordinary artifacts handed down.

Hephaestus found a mirror in the ruins. The mirror surface was ground from a whole piece of sapphire, and the round mirror frame was emerald and copper mixed with gold.

The mirror surface has been cracked, with cracks like spider webs.It is also an artifact, but this mirror is better than the companions in the ruins under the feet, at least the material is better.Because it's still there, not the ashes that make up the ruins beneath your feet.

It still works, the crackled mirror reflecting the beauty of the world.

As its creator, Hephaestus also knew how to use it.The power of this mirror does not come from him, but from his mother Hera.Only those who truly agree with and practice the marriage approved by Hera can use it.This precious mirror therefore fully revealed the power of Hera.

It can always reflect what men and women who practice marriage want to see most, and try to point to a relatively correct result.Its power to point to the result comes from Hera, the Queen of Heaven.

And Hera's power is too extensive. She is the queen of heaven and a god walking on the road of secret plundering. She secretly controls how much power she has.It may not be strong, but it must be broad enough.

Therefore, this precious mirror is endowed with almost unlimited possibilities, and the results it points to are always relatively correct.Because it has more than one power to judge whether it is correct or not, and it has more than one power to point to the result.

At this moment, the cracked mirror is reflecting the mountains.They were still majestic one moment, but they were dead objects, and the next moment they seemed to come alive, with vitality, as if the Creator suddenly injected soul into them.

Hephaestus smiled.Hades really won't disappoint, he really brought back the former God King Cronus.For the mountains suddenly came to life, signifying the return of Uriah, the oldest mountain god.And since Uriah has returned, the former God King Cronus who left with him must also be back.

This is indeed good news, a good news that cannot be better.

With Hades, Uriah, and Cronus, with these three, even if the god Uranus still has other goals, the final result will not be bad.

"Crack!" Another crack appeared on the sapphire mirror.

The life of this precious mirror is coming to an end, and it can be used for the last time.

Hephaestus is a nostalgic person, but he still wants to preserve those old objects as much as possible.

But a figure suddenly flashed across his mind—Pontos!

That ancient god's decision was too hasty, and he had no reason to die.Even if he doesn't necessarily die, he has other ideas, but he has no reason to gamble!

Hephaestus narrowed his eyes slightly.Maybe Pontos wasn't necessarily gambling, he was just hesitating, but he didn't think that Gaia was far more decisive than he imagined.

Or it was just because he simply missed one person—the lessons learned from Uranus, and the unusual caution and precautions brought to Gaia by this incident!
Hephaestus looked at the cracked mirror in front of him.Perhaps the answer is yes, and the truth has not been hidden.

He had a decision in his mind—"Change to a new one!"

His sleeve brushed lightly on the precious mirror, and the precious mirror was glowing, a blazing blue light!The spider web-like cracks on the mirror seem to have never appeared before.

In the mirror, a smoky volcano stands in the depths of the sea!
Why is it a volcano?Hephaestus' eyes beamed with joy.

In the next moment, he appeared on the bottom of the sea, inside the volcano.

Everyone among the gods knows that Hephaestus is the symbol of fire in the world, and hiding the treasure in the volcano is tantamount to offering the treasure to him with his own hands.

But because of this, it is safe enough here.

Because even the symbol of the flame would never have thought that someone would hide the treasure here.

But Pontos was the one that came to mind.He is just obsessed, not stupid!

In the fiery inner wall of the volcano, there is a small hole, which is not even hidden.

There was a severed hand inside, holding a small vial, and the vial was densely written with vague names and taboos.

"Imitation!"

Hephaestus judged the authenticity at a glance.

But there is a source of water in the vial, and that source of water is as clear as a gem.

Hephaestus took a closer look: "The real thing." He was excited.

He went to take the broken hand again, and the broken hand turned into sea sand when he touched it.

Hephaestus brought them together.A clear understanding arose in his heart: "Pontos cut it off by himself..."

(End of this chapter)