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Chapter 82 The open and secret struggle among the gods

So when the aura of Hephaestus completely dimmed in this world, undercurrents and chaos followed.

Night fell upon day, engulfing the sun.

Hermamene, who majestically appeared in the astonished eyes of the gods, brazenly declared war on Epimetheus, the fool, and dragged the battlefield into chaos.

And Molos, the god of doom she conceived, led her remaining offspring to hunt Epimetheus' daughter Pyrrha on the earth.

According to Hermamene's prediction, the hunt should end in a very short time, before Epimetheus' ally Hephaestus had no time to react.

But the development of the matter itself was unexpected.

Pyrrha's mother, Pandora, the wife of Epimetheus, held the magic box and held back most of Hermamene's heirs as a mortal.

And the hunted target, the bastard subconsciously considered by the gods to be a demigod, why is she a god?Why do you still have authority?
The gods in the dark had no time to think about it.They keenly found an opportunity for a gluttonous feast.

Food is... a new god conceived by Hermamene, who holds all kinds of authority that has never been seen before!

So they sincerely hope that this hunt, or battle of gods, can last longer...

Whoever is weak...they will secretly help them!

After all, secrecy and faith are never two paths in conflict!

……

Above the earth, the center of God's War.

As the daughter of Epimetheus, Pyrrha is on the run.

Even though her mother had helped her share most of the pressure, she still felt that she could hardly breathe in the face of the large number of natural gods behind her.

Especially the leading God of Doom called Moros, he is really powerful and weird.

Facing him, Pilar felt a vague feeling in his heart—the time of his doomed death had arrived.

Although Pila's own authority to create creatures is not weak, although she has now escaped the limitations of demigods and obtained eternal life.

However, after all, she is not her father, Epimetheus, who can take advantage of this authority with great strength; nor is she her grandfather, Iapetus, the ancestor of mankind, who is the source of this authority.

She's just an ordinary girl.

If her father, Epimetheus, hadn't brought back a strange flame during an outing, she might be a handful of loess by now.

Faced with the fear of death, her only option is to flee.

In a panic, Pila, who was flying across the sky, looked at the pursuers behind him?

"?"

What about them?Why is Moros, the God of Doom, left alone?
get lost?

Do gods get lost too?
Pilar was a little dazed.But she felt that this should be the only chance she had left.

So she bit the bullet and stopped on a mountain peak.

She wants to fight!She wants to create!
Then the figures of ferocious beasts, monsters, and even gods flashed in her mind.

But, no way...

She can have as many weak beasts as she wants, but what kind of beasts can face a god who is in charge of bad luck?

As for creating a god, even a temporary and false god, it is not something that one can do by oneself.

Pila is convinced that even his own father must not be able to do this!
Suddenly, a person emerged from the depths of Pila's memory.

It was a graceful and luxurious woman. She sat on the golden throne and looked down at the world with a gentle expression. She was Hera, the queen of heaven.Beside her golden throne sits a serpent, a serpent of divine power, from Gaia, the goddess of the earth.

Pyla was attracted by the big snake in an instant, because the big snake was so delicate in her eyes that there was no secret at all.

She remembered, and remembered the name of the big snake.

His name is... His name is... Peeton!
If it is His words, it must be possible!
……

When Pila finally remembered the name of the big snake in the torment, the "false" big snake moved.

The mighty snake head stood up from the entangled body, glanced at the surprised Pila, and then swam in this illusory memory world.

Gradually, with the acquiescence of a certain force, He jumped out of the boundary between illusion and reality, and appeared in this world.

He was swimming in the sky of the present world, and opened his bloody mouth towards Moros, the god of doom with a dignified expression in the distance.

On the mountain peak, Pila nervously watched the confrontation between the big snake Pitong and the god of misfortune Moros.But she may have forgotten that the queen Hera is serious most of the time, and rarely shows her gentle side in front of outsiders...

……

Underworld.

The secret place.

In fact, the birth of Moros, the god of doom, was not very secretive. From the moment he was born, a great god had been eyeing him.To this end, I deliberately woke up from my deep sleep.

Moros, he, crossed the line!
Among the gods, who knows who doesn't know, the ruler of the underworld grandiosely plundered one-third of the fate in the way of a secret way, and thus had an enmity with Hephaestus, the god of fire.Now, he is the one who weaves fate.

Only what he weaves is "destiny".

He had... shortened the lives of spirits and woven their death.

Now, his already insignificant power of fate has been mixed in by a miscellaneous person, even if the existence of this person is good for Hades, that won't work.

In the eyes of Hades, matters involving absolute interests are only good if they belong to him and can be completely controlled.

So the master issued his cold judgment - Moros, the god of doom must fall, and the doomed death can only be attributed to the underworld.

For this reason, he has been secretly observing the world and observing the movements of the new gods.

Naturally, he saw the tug-of-war between the new gods and the Epimetheus family, which was deliberately maintained in balance, and also saw the ugly appearance of the hidden gods greedily eating up those new gods.

Seeing this, Hades, who was in a hidden place, said to himself indifferently: "It's not okay to go on like this. It's better for Moros to fall."

"However, the Evernight Goddess also needs to avoid suspicion."

Then he shouted loudly to his subordinates: "Hypnos, come and meet me."

But after a while, with the permission of Hades, Hypnos, the god of sleep, found this place.

He stood respectfully in the void, at the lower head of Hades: "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Hades looked down at Hypnos below, and gave an order indifferently: "Go to Lemnos, go to Clotho, the subordinate of Hephaestus, and tell her what happened to the Epimetheus family in the world. .”

"Remember, Clotho is Hephaestus' beloved, respect her as you treat me."

"If you overstep, you will kill yourself."

Hypnos below didn't know what to think of, and his body shivered uncontrollably: "I understand, Your Majesty." He said.

"I will try my best to avoid Vulcan's wrath..."

(End of this chapter)