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Chapter 99 The Long Night and the Sun That Doesn't Rise
The strings broke for a while.

Apollo only realized later.

A sense of emptiness spread in his heart and the depths of his body, as if something important was lost in an instant.

In fact, he did lose one thing.

is the power of music.

Although this authority is still in his body.

But Apollo knew that this was no longer his thing.

He is only the holder, not the owner.

He needs to spend a long time to kill before he can be lucky enough to be in charge again.

If... he is really lucky...

In the Temple of the Sun, Apollo was expressionless.

He stood where he was, staring at the harp in his hand.

He stretched out his hand to touch the strings, as if he wanted to reconnect the broken strings.

This is undoubtedly ridiculous and futile.

He walked to the window sill and threw the harp at the base of the wall beside the window sill.

He stares out the window.

Outside the window are the temples of three goddesses who are in charge of spring, summer, and autumn respectively. The exquisite temples are scattered and scattered, which seems to be very beautiful.

Apollo took these usual annoying scenes into his eyes, he couldn't help it anymore, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Only power is the most real.

and so.

worth!

It's even more than worth it.He won the bet, won everything, and the chips were not his own.

His mood was good and comfortable, and he felt happy.

He looked at the moon that was about to set in the distant sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"It's time for the most glorious sun to rise."

"Ants on the earth, thank me for my gift."

"Get ready for the sun's glory!"

Apollo is no longer on the ledge.

He walked towards the chariot of the sun in the temple, and he didn't look at the harp on the wall during the short journey, and the exquisite temple of the three goddesses behind him couldn't make him turn back.

Now, he scoffed at them.

After all, yesterday is gone and today is a new day.

This new day will be kicked off by the brilliance of the sun!

Looking at the sun chariot in front of him and the four flame horses pulling it, Apollo, he suddenly had a bold idea.

He is the sun god, and he has become stronger by accepting his beliefs. He must be no worse than the oldest sun god Hyperion, and he must be no worse than anyone else.

Hyperion can hold the flame horse and spread light to the earth like a mortal grazing, so he must be able to!

When he was galloping in the sky on a steed, all the people who knew him and despised him could only look at him enviously.

Apollo felt that such a scene must be beautiful, and the faces of those people must be beautiful.

With a soft, restrained smile, he untied a flame horse from the chariot of the sun.

It's not time for the sun to rise yet, but it's coming soon.

Apollo prepared everything quickly in a short time.

Pick the best-looking riding whip, the brightest-colored saddle, wear the best-looking costume, and make the most relaxed and most charming smile.

Although he has not set off yet, Apollo can already imagine that scene.

He rode a flame horse in the sky, leisurely and relaxed.

Then, All Souls come to worship!
but.

Perhaps the new sun god, Apollo, forgot one thing.

He is not the source of the sun, nor is he the rightful successor of the sun's authority.

And the authority of the sun is also special, not completely dead.

As an integral part of the sun, the four flame horses never really recognized him.

Even now, he has become a god on the same level as his father, the god-king Zeus.

But... this is not his power, nor the power of the sun.

Also, he is still weak...

From ancient times to the present, the four flame horses who are an inseparable part of the sun have only truly recognized one god, and that is the oldest sun god Hyperion, the root of the sun, and the most powerful and most orthodox sun god since the present.

Compared with Hyperion, Apollo is nothing.

So naturally, the moment Apollo got on his horse and was about to shine, he was thrown off.

He sat on the ground in embarrassment, his face full of bewilderment.

He didn't believe it, so he tried again.

The liberated flame horse neighed impatiently.

He slammed Apollo down again, and his flaming, wobbling ponytail inadvertently brushed the cheek of the high-spirited deity.

Outside, the moon god Artemis has returned to her temple of the moon god on Mount Olympus.

Above the earth, the sun did not rise as usual.

When the last ray of moonlight on the horizon disappears, the whole world is plunged into complete darkness.

Fortunately, all mortals, including gods, think this is normal.

It's not the first time the sun doesn't rise the first time.

That's why the night before dawn is considered dark by mortals.

Inside the Temple of the Sun.

The new sun god Apollo finally gave up.

He abstained from challenging the authority of the ancient sun god Hyperion.

He looked unexpectedly ugly.

After he glanced unwillingly at the liberated flame horse, he went to get the reins, and just as he let go of the flame horse, he re-bound the flame horse to the sun chariot.

He sat on the Sun Chariot with a dark face, waving his whip as usual.

The gate of the temple opened.

The flame horse strode forward.

But... the sun chariot didn't move at all...

Apollo was silent.

It turned out that it wasn't just the strings that were broken...

After a brief silence, he inevitably lost control, and his whole body became irritable and angry.

His angry shout resounded in the Temple of the Sun: "Who do you think you are?"

"Do you really think you are very powerful?"

"You were born hundreds of years earlier than me, why are you arrogant! How can you decide my future!"

"Let me tell you, even without you, I'm still the sun god, you can't scare me!"

Apollo got out of the carriage, and because of his anger, he tightly clenched the whip in his hand.

He needed some catharsis, so he whipped a whip over the head of a flame horse, and the whistling whip grazed the flame horse's eyes, causing it to neigh in pain.

He discarded the whip casually, and his sacred and handsome body exuded vast light.

Flying from the two opened silver gates of the temple, Apollo ascended to the sky.

Because of his rising there was light on the earth.

The extreme light can illuminate every corner.

then.

The light goes out...

After a short period of silence, the Olympus mountain where the gods gathered, a new moon rose from the inside of the mountain...

……

The sea, the hidden island of Lemnos.

Hephaestus smiled as he looked at the new moon in the sky.

Clotho brings back news that Nix, the goddess of the night, may or may not return.

But from the bottom of his heart, he hoped that the goddess in charge of the night would return.

Completely devour all of Hermamene, cut off all of Hermamene, and return.

In order for her to be able to return, a long dark night could not be more suitable.

It was supposed to be a bit difficult.

But since the death of the sun god Helios, Hephaestus already knew that there is no sun god in the world.

That position is just a gimmick that exists in name only.

So, the ancient Vulcan took back what he had bestowed.

So, gods and mortals, greet the long night.

Truly... a long night!
(End of this chapter)