Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 164 Vulcan Soul Sublimation

The God of Wisdom and War had a long dream. In the dream, she took care of a boy, taught him archery, martial arts, strategy, and knowledge. She devoted all her efforts to him.

In a blink of an eye, the boy grows up to be a man, and the two experience battles, life and death together. In countless desperate situations, relying on the wisdom of the woman, the man wins again and again.

The relationship between the two also quickly heated up. Under the moonlight, the man promised him that he would dedicate all the good things in the world to her, and the two of them also perfectly blended together.

However, when the man ascended the throne, everything changed suddenly.

What used to be love, vows of eternal love, suddenly turned into empty talk, men ruthlessly devoured women.

Athena felt the same, only felt that she was wrapped in suffocation, as if soaked in water, desperate and unable to be relieved.

All the anger and pain turned into hatred, casting a shadow over her pure heart.

The God of Wisdom and War struggled desperately, pleading, "I gave everything for you, Zeus.

I will teach you all the knowledge, I will accompany you to grow up, and I will give you advice on how to deal with Cronus.

You shouldn't have done this to me. "

However, the man's shamelessness broke through her lower limit.

"I know, of course I know!!"

"Your sacrifice cannot be denied, my dear, you have given everything for me.

So why not pay one last time at this moment?
You know, all I want is security. "

The same dialogue, to the good Metis, could not produce a trace of resentment, but to the evil Metis, it was full of hatred and resentment.

Now the same scene and the same words were heard by Athena again, and she also clearly experienced the despair of her mother at that time through the perspective of Metis the Evil.

A fire of resentment suddenly ignited in her heart, and the persuasion of the once kind Metis was completely burned.

"Should you hate such a father?"

An ethereal voice resounded in her heart, and Athena suddenly fell silent, because she couldn't find a reason not to hate her at all.

Atlas knew that at this point, the seeds had already been planted, only waiting for the future to take root and grow into towering trees.
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In reality, the god of fire, Hephaestus, came late, "Great Hades, king of the realm of the underworld, on behalf of Zeus, I extend my sincere regards to you."

In the never-ending night, Atlas, who was meditating alone among the stones, was awakened by accident. When he opened his eyes, he saw Vulcan bowing humbly and saluting him.

Atlas turned his eyes and had a vague guess, "It seems that my stupid brother has found the truth.

Tell me, how will he handle this matter? "

A flattering smile appeared on Hephaestus' ugly face, and he said, "His Majesty the God King asked me to bring back Athena, and told you that everything has nothing to do with you, and he is willing to forgive your rudeness."

"Oh~" Atlas said meaningfully, then asked again: "Didn't he say to compensate me or something?"

Vulcan's smiling face instantly froze on his face. After being wronged, it is considered a kindness of the god king to clear up your grievances. Do you still want to make up?
I think this way in my heart, but I can't say it like this.

"Great Hades, I think His Majesty the God King will give you an explanation as long as you bring back Athena."

Atlas nodded thoughtfully, brainwashing the god of wisdom and war has been successful.

No, brainwashing is too ugly. It should be said that it is to recognize reality and give up fantasy.

"You can take her away," he said in a hoarse voice after thinking for a while, stretched out his hand to grab from the shadow, and immediately lifted a figure.

Hephaestus took a closer look, but it wasn't Athena herself. She seemed to be in a coma, suffering the baptism of nightmares, with a grim face and hatred.

Such an expression on the beautiful face is somewhat unpleasant, but Vulcan is obsessed with it.

Holding Athena in his arms, a faint fragrance poured into his nostrils. Hephaestus was a little distracted for a while. Atlas looked at him and reminded him with a half-smile: "Remember to tell Zeus for me, it's bastards who only give birth but not raise them." , just raising but not teaching is a beast. You must ask him for me, is he a bastard or a beast?"

Hephaestus nodded with a stiff face. In fact, he wouldn't dare to ask Zeus like that even if he had ten guts.

After another vain ceremony, he hugged Athena and turned to leave.

The two flew into the thick earth, the god of wisdom and war struggled with the nightmare, writhed in his arms, and hugged Vulcan tightly like an octopus.

The heroic goddess whom she had longed for suddenly threw herself into her arms one day. Hephaestus was suddenly distracted, and moved his big hands restlessly.

"If you just touch it, you shouldn't be discovered, right?

Hephaestus hurriedly covered her mouth: "Beautiful Athena, my favorite Athena, don't shout, this is inside the body of Mother Earth, once she hears it, we will suffer unspeakable pain punish."

Athena's small mouth was covered, her eyes were full of horror, she instinctively waved her palm, "slap", and slapped Vulcan's face with a crisp slap.

Not only was Hephaestus not annoyed, but rather intoxicated, "I have imagined thousands of times to get your attention, even if I was beaten.

Athena, I love you,
Come on, hit me, as long as you can be happy! ! "

While talking, he actually went to strip off the other party's clothes. The God of Wisdom and War was shocked. In terms of relationship, we are still half brothers and sisters, but you just messed with me like this?

She opened her mouth and bit hard, and Hephaestus let go of the bite immediately.

After making room, he raised his hand and punched the opponent backwards.

Immediately afterwards, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food, he turned over and sat on the opponent, pressing down on Hephaestus, punch after punch, and swept up like a storm.

Vulcan was completely dazed by the beating, and felt a nervous and exciting feeling scratching his nerves.

"I, you." Athena was about to go crazy, trembling all over, wishing she could punch him to death with a few punches.

A feeling that I am not clean swept over my heart, and I looked at Hephaestus with disgust.

This man is so ugly, and his character is even worse, compared to Hades, the king of the underworld, he is a world away.

(End of this chapter)