spartan ancestor

Chapter 139

With a trace of guilt, Hyacinths walked out of the deep mountain behind Persephone and her daughter.

But Persephone felt that, if there was guilt, Hyacinths didn't have much of it.

On the way to Olympus, she and her mother were flying in front of them with supernatural power, without turning their heads, they could hear the two dogs and men flirting with each other behind them, and Jacintos commented on Chaos from time to time :

"The blue face is a disaster."

"Disaster for the country and the people."

"..." Chaos let Jacintos kidnap his handle, and when he heard this, he just snorted and glanced at Jacintos.

He felt that he hadn't done it badly enough, which caused someone to still have the strength to talk nonsense.

"..." Demeter, who was in the front row, swayed his feet and almost lost his energy due to humming, causing a tragic plane crash. Fortunately, Persephone helped him in time.

In fact, according to the time, Yacintos has really been away for a long time.

After recovering their memories, they went back to Gentle Country. It was late at night when everyone arrived at Mount Olympus, but from a distance, the whole mountain was still shrouded in lightning and thunder.

"Zeus is so strong?" Jacintos squinted his eyes slightly as he looked at the top of the mountain, hooked Chaos' hand, "Feel, is your old enemy there?"

"Not here." Chaos glanced briefly at the top of the mountain, "He hasn't shown up for a long time."

So, a dog that is too good at dogging is a real dog.

Chaos was upset when he thought about it. After all, they were born at the same time. Even if he was seriously injured by fate many times, if he just wanted to shrink back and be a bastard, he really couldn't do anything about each other.

Yacintos was a little surprised: "Then Zeus has been around for so long under the siege of so many people, his strength is not as bad as I thought."

Originally, he thought that Zeus and Poseidon were the same, but now it seems that Zeus is slightly better?

"No." Chaos hesitated for a moment, but still took the initiative to explain the question, "Do you still remember your previous guess? The stripping of the gold thread is the restraint of fate."

"Isn't it?" Hyacinth raised an eyebrow.

Chaos said lightly: "To be precise, it is actually a part of fate."

"His 'wonderful masterpieces' are scattered all over the world, and they will not be arranged in sequence one by one and performed in turn. Therefore, he will allocate a part of himself and parasitize on the 'masterpieces' he is satisfied with, so that he can guarantee One can appreciate the 'masterpiece' without stopping."

He saw that Hyacinthus seemed suspicious and wanted to question, so he simply gave an example to make it clearer: "For example, Thanatos and Hypnos."

"They were present several times when the golden thread broke out, but they were not wrapped once, because fate didn't write a script for them, so they wouldn't parasitize a part of themselves on them at all."

Chaos: "There are quite a few lucky ones like Thanatos and the others, probably due to the limited inspiration of fate. As for the rest of the unlucky ones, they are also divided into three or six grades."

He hesitated for a moment: "For example...you and Amphitrite. It belongs to the script that Fate finds lackluster."

"Even if there are slight 'bright spots', they are all old routines that he is used to and is used to, so he doesn't bother to invest a part of himself in you."

"Basically, after editing the trajectory of fate, put it aside. At most, let the three fate sisters remind him, and call him when the play starts, but when the play starts, he has long lost interest, and he doesn't even bother to watch it."

"..." The smile on Yacintos' face faded a little.

Although I know that Chaos is just an objective narrative, it still sounds particularly harsh.

"Just a few words, a ridiculous life." Persephone sneered with hidden anger.

Since the two lives, she is one of the people who know Yacintos best. She can even say that except for herself, almost no one knows Yaxin's ability, how strong her heart is, and how many things she can do. Shocking.

If it wasn't for the intervention of fate, Yashin would have become the famous king of Sparta in his last life.

Maybe a hundred years later, Sparta will not fall, and the young people of Sparta will not be reduced to being flogged to death in front of the altar for Roman tourists to watch.

"Fate is a bastard..." Persephone couldn't help grinding her teeth, thinking about it, she felt a surge of anger from the bottom of her heart.

In her previous life, she spent hundreds of years with Hyacinthus, and she also heard the records of Hyacinthus in later generations, all of whom described Hyacinthus as "Apollo's young lover", and only knew that he was hanging out with Apollo in the lawn .

People praised Hyacinthus for his beauty, and praised the youthful young boy who could fascinate Apollo and make Zefeng jealous.

As long as she thought about it, she felt that this kind of description on Jacinthus was a kind of defilement and humiliation to Jacinthus, and the degree of viciousness was no less than whipping the corpse after death.But after writing such a "exquisite" "masterpiece", that dog of fate simply shook his hands and left, not even bothering to look at it.

And there are many victims like Hyacinthus.

Much.

Among the countless crimes, any random selection is enough to nail fate to Ling Chi's execution stake, and apologize to the victims with the ending of ashes.

Perhaps it was because Persephone seemed too angry, but Hyacinthus felt that the anger in his heart had subsided a lot. He turned his head and asked Chaos: "So Zeus can last so long. Although fate is not here, it is actually fate. credit?"

Then what are you waiting for, Yacintos lazily laid on Chaos's back, and lightly pinched Chaos' thin waist like a horse: "Go up the mountain, I will give you a chance to perform."

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When Hyacinthus and others reached the top of the mountain, the gods were still fighting hard.

Zeus used his divine power as if he had taken some panacea, but he didn't show any signs of exhaustion. Instead, he became more and more courageous.

On the contrary, the gods were stymied by the large-scale thunder and lightning strikes. From time to time, some gods who had not been eliminated by the Golden Tears would inadvertently hinder them, making Athena and other gods miserable. He was almost furious and beat up Hermes and other gods who were holding back.

The long battle made it difficult for the gods who were accustomed to ease, even Athena and Ares were quite embarrassed.

Several thunderbolts that were thicker than the tree trunk came straight, and the two of them could not avoid it. Athena raised her shield and shouted: "Come here!"

She raised her arms to carry the thunderbolt, but Ares turned around and wanted to slide behind Athena's shield, but only halfway through the movement, the thunderbolt struck down in the sky with a sudden "chick", like a firewood being snuffed out , After a few wisps of smoke drifted out, it disappeared without a trace.

A huge, indescribable aura instantly enveloped the entire Mount Olympus.

On the battlefield, Ares was scolding Zeus passionately, but his voice was choked out in his throat like a thunderbolt halfway, and he could only make a few small chirps like the shivering of herbivores.

All kinds of divine powers were raging on the battlefield, but now they are like thin smoke rising from weak wood that has been watered, blown helplessly by the wind and dissipated with the wind.

No god is moving, and no god dares to move.

Even Zeus, who had just displayed his might on the stage, froze in place.

A fear derived from biological instinct spread from his heart, pouring him into a statue stared at by Medusa like cement. His brain was even blank, completely occupied by fear and surrender, like a bird being stared at by Medusa. The rabbit stared at by the predator standing at the top of the food chain couldn't even think of running away except for shivering and pretending to be dead.

"..." Persephone was more or less affected by the aftermath, but she looked at the doggy man in front of her who was about to hold her fingers together, and felt her teeth ache more than she was afraid of her, and couldn't help but shudder. He rolled his eyes behind Chaos' back.

Oh man.

I can't stand it if I tell you to behave, right?

If you really can't stop it, why does it happen that Yassin doesn't seem to be affected at all, and still puts your head behind you and turns his head leisurely to look around? ?

Sour, sour teeth.Persephone couldn't bear to look straight away, and couldn't help but rolled her eyes again.

Chaos didn't care about the disobedience of his great-great-great-granddaughter behind him. He turned his head slightly and whispered to Hyacinthos in a deep and pleasant voice: "In the last life, you told me many times how to deal with these gods, how to deal with them?" Take away from them the sojourn of fate."

He paused: "As for Zeus's plan, you said that you don't want to meddle too much. It's best to take the part of fate and leave. After all, it's the gods who have enmity with Zeus, and they can only complete their revenge by doing it yourself. "

So he didn't kill Zeus at once, even though he really wanted to.

Yacintos could hear some credit from Chaos' flat tone, and the corner of his mouth restrained for a while, but he still didn't suppress the rising trend: "So our big vinegar jar only remembered to hide vinegar in its previous life?"

After he finished, he kissed the tip of Chaos's ear lightly, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Can remember his habits and his words for two lifetimes, if he is not really in his heart, how can he remember these times that are shorter than a moment for him in the age of the God of Chaos?

"..." Chaos stood there and paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and pinched Hyacinth's chin lightly, and kissed him deeply.

Those memories of the past may be longer than Jacintos imagined, and they may be somewhat helplessly sour.To this day, the occasional small product still makes his heart ache.

But perhaps it is precisely because of this that the kisses today are as sweet as honey.

"..." Persephone was almost desperate behind the pair of dogs and men.

You horse riders, do you know that there are people beside you—there are a bunch of people watching? ?

This last second was still the battleground of gods, look at how big the eyes of gods present are!Those are all condemning eyes, you know?

Jacintos actually knew, he said vaguely between lips and tongues: "There are a bunch of people watching..."

As soon as Persephone showed a gratified expression, Hyacinthus raised his hand to cover the back of A-Ka's hand: "Never mind them."

His two lives have been precarious, like walking a tightrope, and now the battle situation is under control, what if he steals some candies?

Is there a problem?No.

Sour, you have the ability to find candy for yourself.

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