Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 255 The Perfect Box Pandora
Prometheus has put a lot of effort into this generation of human beings.

From creation, to sowing, to growth, Prometheus is following up and responsible all the way.

Prometheus does not care about the life and death, honor and disgrace of individual human beings.

But when it comes to the survival or change of this race, she still cares very much.

Prometheus opened his eyes and tried to capture some of the trajectory of the future with his eyes that could see the future.

But all I can see is a blank, a future like a blank sheet of paper.

She roughly understood the reason. More gods came to the front and made their own plans.

In addition to the matter of the new generation of humans, problems within Olympus have begun to emerge.

"What about His Majesty the Divine King? What does she think?"

Prometheus didn't care about other gods. She was more concerned about what Zeus was thinking.

She is the only God King, and her decision is the key to everything.

"Ha, you have to ask that yourself."

Hephaestus smiled playfully.

"Father God, what she is thinking, no one or God knows, you can only find the answer yourself."

“That’s all I can tell you.”

Walking up to Prometheus, Hephaestus whispered in his ear.

"Father God has ordered me to prepare a perfect box for mankind. As to whether it will contain a gift or a punishment, I do not know."

After listening to Hephaestus' words, Prometheus already had some idea in his mind.

"I see. Thank you for your reminder."

"I'm just telling you this, I don't care about what's going on."

Hephaestus sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking very casual, his eyes glancing around behind the half mask.

"If there's anything you want to do, then go ahead. Helping him build this thing is not something that can be completed in a day or two."

"You can't just wait here for him."

Prometheus nodded. If everything was fine she wouldn't mind, but now was obviously not the time to stop.

She glanced at Eros who was drawing the design, and didn't say a word.

After saying goodbye to Hephaestus, Prometheus quickly left the temple of Vulcan and flew straight towards the horizon.

"Hmm."

Looking at Prometheus's leaving back, Hephaestus snorted twice and jumped off the sofa.

She looked at Eros who was still drawing the design, then turned around and went back into the workshop.

In a workshop filled with fire and lava, Hephaestus stepped on stones floating on the lava.

Lying quietly on the stone bed was the most perfect work Hephaestus had ever created.

A perfect, exquisite, most beautiful box.

The long lavender hair is deep and mysterious, scattered on the stone platform. The girl is sleeping quietly and has flawless facial features.

Hephaestus imitated the face of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, and molded the perfect human figure in front of him out of clay.

She is the most perfect creation, the most outstanding craftsman god, and she has put all her efforts into creating perfect things.

There is not a single flaw or defect on her body. She is as delicate as a fragile jade ornament.

Hephaestus gently stroked the perfect human figure, his eyes lingering for a moment on the face that bore a certain resemblance to Aphrodite.

She remembered her deal with Eros and what had happened on the island of Lemnos during this period.

Aphrodite, an existence that she could never avoid.

An existence that cannot be escaped no matter how long one stays in this workshop.

His thoughts were a little confused. After a while, Hephaestus came back to his senses and put away the human figure on the stone platform. Damn it, why think about her now? It won't be too late to think about it after Eros can successfully help him take revenge on her.

After putting away his most perfect creation to avoid being discovered by Eros, Hephaestus walked out of the workshop again.

At this time, Eros finally completed the first version of the design after some revisions.

"How do you think this one is?"

Combining the designs of other holy garments, Eros made a rough design.

"Let's make the other holy garments first, and I'll make adjustments based on the actual situation."

Hephaestus took a look and nodded without commenting too much.

"Okay, but there's something I need to tell you in advance."

"Forging this thing is not a quick task. Eighty-eight or eighty-nine pieces, if nothing goes wrong, it will take us several years."

"so long?"

Eros was a little surprised.

"What else? Do you think forging these artifacts is something that can be accomplished easily?"

Hephaestus rolled his eyes at him.

I thought that if Zeus hadn't helped dismantle the divinity of the stars, it would have taken an unknown amount of time just to dismantle the divinity.

"And you want eighty-nine of them. Do you know how huge that is?!"

Ordinary gods only create three or four powerful artifacts.

There are a few more, about seven or eight pieces. Any more than that are basically not power artifacts, but just some small items.

Eros asked for eighty-nine pieces, all of which were handmade.

For several years, Hephaestus had been predicting things in a positive direction.

Listening to Hephaestus' words, Eros suddenly remembered and said a little embarrassedly.

"By the way, I'm still short of a useful weapon. Can you help me make one?"

The last time he fought against Poseidon, that guy relied on the advantage of his trident to really put Eros at a disadvantage.

This time Eros has learned his lesson and must make up for this shortcoming.

But whether it was swords, spears, halberds, or anything else, Eros was not used to it.

Bare hands are the proof of a strong man, and he mainly wants to make up for the problems of mobility and attack distance.

A bow similar to the one used by Apollo and Artemis is very good and very suitable for him.

Hephaestus rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips after hearing what Eros said.

"That sounds nice. All the divinity of your stars has been used to make holy garments. Do you still have the authority to make powerful artifacts?"

"If you don't have any, just take a break. Use the weapons that come with the holy clothes. The weapons made with ordinary materials may not be as good as this one."

Eros only has incomplete power over love and a small amount of power over reproduction.

These two, obviously, are not possible.

You can't use your reproductive power to do this, right? My ejaculation is not good either?
That's too perverted, comparable to Achelous's crescent moon in the sky. Eros would never do such a thing.

"Okay then, you fight, and I'll hang around you."

Eros agreed reluctantly, and was just about to find something to do during the years when Hephaestus was working as a blacksmith, when he was stopped by Hephaestus.

"Why are you running away? Are you just going to be a hands-off boss?"

Raising an eyebrow and glaring at Eros, Hephaestus dragged him towards the workshop.

"Come and help me, so that these holy garments can fit you better."

　Activate the time jump method!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)