Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 153 Vulcan Hephaestus

How to catch up with time is a perpetual problem.

Atlas has no good solution for the time being, so he can only put the matter on hold for the time being.

The top priority is to help Boros regain his strength and find other scattered traits.

As for the recovery of strength, the power of ascension has already given the answer, "Soul-Draining Blow", the dog's head's q skill, if you kill the enemy with this skill, the skill damage will be permanently increased by 3 points.

If 1 point of damage is the strength of a bullet, I don't know how long it will take for him to stack up.

But for gods who can travel through time, this is not a problem.

Assuming that Atlas is currently in world B and the original world is A, then even if he spends ten thousand years in world B and returns to world A along the timeline, he can return the next second he just left.

Therefore, for him, World A is actually a stagnant archive.

Atlas and Boros agreed to form an offensive and defensive alliance to resist future Zeus and the King of Destruction.

Of course, he didn't completely trust the other party, just like the King of Destruction wrote destruction into the root, if given the opportunity, Atlas would also write the ascension into the root.

No matter how careful Boros is, as long as the "concept of ascension" becomes an omnipotent characteristic, he who uses the power of ascension will never be able to escape the restraint of the ascension master.

Time passed quietly in such a dull way, and as he grew up day by day, Boros killed natural creatures with soul siphoning pain every day.

These creatures were of course created by Atlas, and most of them were ferocious beasts.

Because he tried it with ants, the improvement obtained by killing ants was not even 0.01, while killing beasts, sometimes it was 3 points, sometimes it was 4 points.

Because the level of wild monsters is different, the improvement of skill damage is also different.

And the reason why he worked so hard to open the door for the other party lies in the rule system of the power of ascension.

When the dog head superimposes skill damage, he will also share this superposition, that is to say, when Boros stacks to [-] layers, Atlas will also have [-] layers of skill damage simultaneously.

And the so-called skill damage refers to all skills, not a single skill.

If Boros can hold on, stacking to the limit of the limit, it may not be a problem to destroy the world in one q.

At that time, he will be the next King of Destruction, and he may even be stronger than the opponent.

And Atlas, synchronously promoted.
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Mount Olympus, since he devoured Metis, Zeus felt at ease and returned to his once absurd life.

Turning into an eagle to patrol the land every day, and when you meet a beautiful fairy, you will show up and make love with her. This kind of life is not uncomfortable.

The only thing that makes him feel bad is that Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, has been hooking up with Ares recently, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

This woman is a master in the field of love, and has won the essence of tugging. Zeus pursued her several times, but he was numb by the tugging. He felt like being PUA.

He himself is a veteran in love, and he saw through the tricks of the God of Beauty a few times, and the ruthless God King immediately felt disgusted with Aphrodite.

I can use the same method to pick on others, but if others use the same method to pick on me, I will only feel sick.

But if he really gave up on the other party, he would be a bit reluctant, so he could only be kept in the palace as a confinement.

But who would have guessed?
The woman he couldn't get was actually trembling with the fluffy branches teased by the boy Ares, and she seemed to be making good things happen.

Not only that, but Hera also knew Zeus's thoughts about the goddess of beauty. In order to prevent accidents, Hera deliberately arranged for Ares to marry him.

After realizing this, Zeus was full of jealousy, I found the girl, and I haven't touched her yet, but my son cut her off?
All kinds of emotions were stuffed in his chest, which made him even more disgusted with Ares.

But that being said, Hera mentioned Ares's marriage to him several times, but he couldn't save face, and he couldn't tell others, hey, I also have thoughts about Aphrodite, right?

All kinds of considerations and embarrassments made him feel bad, but he had to agree.

So, after many years, Mount Olympus will hold another grand wedding. The protagonists of the wedding are Ares and Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty.

When receiving the news, Atlas was speechless, grandma, this Zeus is always messing around every day, and he really can't rest for a moment.

However, despite the slander in his heart, despite his status as the king of the underworld, he had no choice but to participate.

In desperation, he had no choice but to drive the carriage and rush to Mount Olympus again according to the time.

At night, when the black horse rides the black fog through the dark sky, the starlight falls, but the figures in the fog cannot penetrate.

Behind him, a strange call suddenly came: "Great Hades, the silent king of the underworld, please stop, because I am begging for your help."

Hearing this sound, Atlas frowned, pulled the reins, and the four black horses immediately galloped upwards, slid a circle in the sky like a roller coaster, and came to the place where the sound called.

It was only when the carriage stopped that Pluto noticed that there was a black and ugly dwarf in front of him.

The other party's appearance was extremely uncoordinated, with a big nose, small eyes, and wanton facial features, as if each had their own ideas, and looked very ugly.

Seeing him, Atlas immediately recognized him, "Are you Hephaestus?"

Hearing this, the little black dwarf immediately became excited, "Yes, it's me, my dear uncle, do you still remember me?"

Glancing at his abstract appearance, Atlas nodded, "To be honest, it's hard for me to forget you, because um...how should I put it?

very characteristic. "

He struggled for a long time, pondering over his vocabulary, and when he said something like this, seeing that Hephaestus' face was not right, he hurriedly added: "I'm talking about your life experience, and your life experience is very characteristic.

Hera, that vicious woman, whom I have seen cast you down from high Olympus. "

Hearing this, Hephaestus' face softened a little, because he was ugly, and he was most afraid of others talking about his appearance. Since he was a child, everyone didn't talk about it on the surface, but the inferiority complex in his heart was still developing day by day.

Now Atlas speaks more tactfully.

"My dear uncle, as you can see, I was abandoned by my wicked mother.

But after all, I have the blood of God, and I must not just rot in the stinky ditch and wait to die. "

Hephaestus had a gloomy expression, and when he mentioned Hera, his eyes were burning with fire. His adoptive mother had already told him about his life experience, and because of his appearance, he was humiliated and ridiculed when he was studying art.

All the hardships told him that all this was given by Bahra, and he must take revenge.

"So? Why are you stopping me if you don't go to Hera?" Atlas tilted his head, and Hades' calm appearance made him look a little confused.

Hephaestus blushed immediately, "Of course it's because... because I need your help."

(End of this chapter)