[Greek Mythology] The weakest goddess will never be a slave!

The goddess of prayer and hope was quietly born in the earth, and on Mount Parnassos, Decallion and Pyrrha finally understood the hints in Zeus's oracle, and the two wise children of the gods soon realized that the mother mentioned in the oracle actually referred to Gaia, the mother of all things, and her bones were the stones that could be found everywhere on the earth.

Deucalion and Pyrrha followed the instructions of the oracle, and both threw stones behind them at the same time, and a thunder flashed in the sky, and the hard stones began to soften as soon as they fell to the ground, slowly drawing strips, and gradually growing into human shapes.

The stones thrown by Deucalion became men, and the stones thrown by Pyrrha became women, and they appeared in pairs in this world.

And in the underworld, the silver-haired and gray-winged Primordial God of Death, Danadus, looked at the soul mountain soul sea that suddenly increased in front of him, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

How long has this stopped? Is there thirty years? The whole Terran perished? This group of heavenly gods on the sacred mountain really don't deceive the gods too much!

Wait for him, when he finishes the matter at hand, he must go to the Mother God's side to see them, this matter is not finished with them!

Not only did he think so, but all the gods in the underworld had the same idea, and when the advance at hand slowed down, they must go to the primordial gods to complain!

"It's endless! All line up for the old lady!

"All to Lao Tzu quiet! Whoever makes any more noise for me, throw them all into the River Styx! "

Because the newly dead Terrans were infected by the dark side of the world before they died, their souls were contaminated with many vices, which were much more difficult to manage than the two groups of undead who came to the underworld before, and even some undead tried to make a move with the underworld?

This is really eating the bear heart leopard gall, the gods of the underworld are not good temper, and just in the anger, the current direct whip to directly annihilate the troublesome soul, only to control the chaotic situation at the scene.

But after a while, the problem came again, the new undead could not pass through the bridge guarded by Charon, the reason was that these undead died in the flood of destruction, and there was no one to hold a funeral for them, let alone carry a silver coin to cross the bridge, and the undead who could not pay the bridge fee were crowded at the head of the bridge, and the black pressure was pressed.

Charon is also stupid, where did a bunch of poor ghosts come from? On the first day of his opening, someone thought about crossing the Overlord Bridge? So where does his face of the bridge god rest?

Just when the scene was in a state of anxiety, two gods with a faint glow came to the bridge.

"Charon, let the undead cross the bridge first, and remember the price of crossing the bridge first, naturally there are gods to be responsible for this." The god of the sun, who had winged Ugin, came to the bridge, and with him came Hecate, the goddess of the moon holding a torch.

As for who is responsible? These humans died because of Zeus and Poseidon, and their bridge toll should of course be paid by the two of them. He has no ability to ask for it, there are always gods who have this ability.

"Good."

Pagoth spoke, and Charon naturally released the blockade enchantment of the Hades Bridge first, allowing the undead to pass.

"Goddess Hecate, the undead will be given your guidance first, new humans on the earth have begun to be created, I need to go to the gate of reincarnation to guard it, so as not to have accidents."

"Okay, you go, leave it to me here." Hecate nodded, the moon in the sky bloomed with a quiet light, the goddess flew to the undead, the torch in her hand lit up with a dazzling divine light, "The newcomers of the undead, follow the guidance of the moon and the light of the torch, it will lead you on the next journey." The

undead, guided by the radiance of Goddess Hecate, marched towards the temple of Hades, where Hades was.

The black-haired and blue-eyed Hades sat on the skeleton throne, looked at the gray undead, and glanced at the more than a dozen human undead who had been promoted by themselves to be recorders in the Hades Hall, and his heart was relieved, fortunately, he had the foresight, but then it was really unimaginable...

Pagos flapped his dark gold wings and walked all the way to the Temple of Reincarnation, where the Gate of Reincarnation shone with a golden-blue light. After a while, the platinum-haired Hypnos flapped his white wings.

"The keeper of the gate of reincarnation, Pagoth, the god of the sun, according to the oracle of the goddess of the night, I have sent the soul that is about to be reborn." Because of the authority of the underworld, Patus is the most expansive god in the underworld, and Heber is not in the underworld, so Hades appointed him to guard the gate of reincarnation to prevent evil beings from attacking.

"Well, hard work on you, Hypnos." Pagos took the mass of souls from Hypnos.

This is the soul of the first generation of golden Terrans, after washing away the memory in the Temple of Oblivion Lot, changing back to its original posture, and checking that there is no problem, Patgoth raised his eyes to look at this god who had a good relationship with him, and asked with a light smile: "Do you want to witness it together?" The first feat of the Gate of Reincarnation.

"My pleasure."

Hypnos raised a smile, anyway, he would be caught by His Majesty when he went back, and he would be lazy if he could stay in the temple of reincarnation, so why not.

Patgos nodded and threw out the soul in his hand, and the soul like a ball of cotton fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into an illusory human form. They have no face, no gender, only the purest posture of the soul, and after rebirth, gender will be generated in a new shell.

The process of rebirth is very simple, there is no need for the two gods to do more, those ignorant souls have spontaneously been attracted by the life force emanating from the gate of reincarnation and approached it.

A soul at the front slowly approached the gate of reincarnation, and the moment he touched the door, a golden-blue divine power was injected into his body, like a flame, nourished by the dead qi contained in his soul itself, the flame of life was ignited in an instant, and the soul was sucked into the vortex and disappeared.

With the first proof, other souls naturally learned from each other and plunged into the gate of reincarnation.

Above the earth, the men and women behind Deucalion and Pyrra, a brilliance appeared in their eyebrows, souls from the underworld were injected into their bodies, their eyelashes trembled, their eyes were open, there was a purity and curiosity in their eyes, everything in the world was extremely strange to them, they were full of curiosity about everything.

"Hahaha, well, this generation of Terrans will be the most perfect servants of the gods."

Above the clouds, the king of the gods looked at this group of Terrans contaminated with their own divinity, and his heart was very satisfied, when he gave them life with the vitality of thunder, he naturally did a little tricks, this group of Terrans will naturally be close to him, consider him the greatest father, when the time comes, who will have the strongest faith, then do you need to say?

The king of the gods was overjoyed, and he personally led the gods down from the clouds, exuding a soft divine light, and manifesting miracles among the new generation of Terrans.

"Great King of the Gods, Zeus, thank you for giving the Terrans a new life. Merciful gods, your brilliance is so dazzling, it is the hope you give to bring new life to mankind, I beg you to continue to protect us and lead us to prosperity, and let us offer you the most devout faith. "

Deucalion knelt on the ground with his wife and the tribesmen behind him, his somewhat haggard face tormented by suffering was full of piety, and the newborn ignorant Terrans also knelt on the ground following their leader, although they did not understand the significance of this action.

"Well, well, the sins of the earth have been cleansed, and soon the clouds will clear, the flood will recede, and the earth will accept you again. Dekkalion, Pyra, as the leaders of humanity, lead them to create a new life, teach them to believe in the gods, and the gods will bless and help you. Zeus was pleased with his act of leading the newborn Terrans in homage to him, and he waved his scepter and gave Toucalion and Pyrra a torch, re-giving the fire to humans.

The power of flames will allow them to gain a foothold on the earth faster and rebuild civilization so that they can provide faith to the gods as soon as possible.

"Thank you for your gift, great king of the gods..." Toucalion turned the torch, his expression full of devotion and gratitude, his eyelids lowered, hiding the fear and hatred in the depths of his eyes.

On the mountains of the Great Caucasus, Prometheus, the former leader of mankind and the prophet of wisdom, the wind and frost and torture over the years have long made this god vicissitudes, and the disasters on the earth naturally cannot escape his eyes, but this god who once regarded human beings as his own, now sees all his creation destroyed, but he is only expressionless and untouched.

"You don't seem to care as much about humans as the gods imagined, Prometheus of wisdom." A familiar voice rang in Prometheus' ears.

Hearing this voice, Prometheus had a faint smile on his face: "You really came, my most proud student, the intelligent Heber." "

The golden light shone, the breath of life gathered, and the goddess with blond hair and purple eyes jumped out.

"Since the demise of mankind has been foreseen, what is the point of what you did before? Trapping yourself here and being tortured by Zeus day and night is not something a wise prophet would do. Herb turned his head to look at Prometheus, "Can you tell me what your purpose is?" My teacher.

The wise prophet was silent for a moment, and he looked out at the messy earth, and the eye of God seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of time and space and see the new Terran led by Deucalion and Pyrra.

Prometheus did not answer Heber, but turned to her and asked her a question: "Your Highness Heber, the previous generation of human beings was created by you and me together, do you think they are perfect?"

"This..." Herb didn't expect Prometheus to suddenly ask this question, but he still thought about it for a moment and replied: "When we created the Terrans, we used the best materials in the world, and when I gave them life, I fully considered the values of life forms so that they could have the most perfect body. And you have endowed them with the most beautiful and wise souls, no matter how you look at it, the generation of human beings created by you and I is the most perfect. "

Huh... Indeed, they are too perfect. Prometheus let out a light laugh, seemingly with a slight self-mockery, "But Herb, my soulmate and friend, haven't you seen the essence of this world?" What does it say that the laws of the world give birth to the sky to the earth, the night gives birth to day, and goodness must be accompanied by evil?

Prometheus' words sent Herb deep in thought.

However, the other party did not give Herb a chance to continue thinking, but continued to say: "Perfect body, perfect soul, absolutely positive creation, their potential has been fully tapped when I created it." Even if I repeatedly enlighten the wisdom of the prophets with their divine power, their upper limit will not continue to rise. Since then, I have known that perfection is the most merciless confinement, the greatest imperfection of mankind!

Prometheus' dark green eyes lit up, and there was a hint of madness on his calm face: "Human beings should also be like this world, a collection of contradictions between two sides of the same body!" My creation is a failure, so I need to correct my mistakes.

"So all your previous actions to anger Zeus were in your plan?"

"The priesthood of the prophets gives me a glimpse into the future, where Epimetheus will give humanity a side of ignorance, where the dark side released by Pandora's box will breed evil, and these lower limits will bring about an increase in the upper limit, and this contradiction and uncertainty is the key to their continuous evolution. In the continuous correction of mistakes, mankind will burst into a more vigorous flame of wisdom. In the continuous tempering, human beings will obtain a tougher soul and body, which is the most perfect creation, a creature with infinite possibilities! "

...," Herb was silent, she looked at this crazy god who was bound to the Caucasus Mountains with a crazy face, sure enough, geniuses are all madmen?

"Why are you so surprised, my dear Herb, have you not also understood the nature of this world? I can feel the unique power hidden in you, the perfect fusion of two extreme forces, the contradictory complex of two sides of the same body. You always surprise me, this path is the right one, keep going, you will reach unpredictable peaks. Prometheus's expression had returned to normal, and his eyes flashed with wisdom, giving his friend a piece of advice.

“...... Prometheus, I am amazed by your wisdom, and I hope that there will not be a day when I will be an enemy of you in the future. "The wisdom of this god is too terrible, one step is a hundred steps, compared with him, Zeus's wisdom is really stolen, it seems so unreliable.

"You can rest assured, glorious Heber, even if it is for her sake, I will not make a move on you."

Who she was, the two gods present knew very well.

At the mention of her, Prometheus's face couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, and he reminded Herb: "Your wise and powerful father probably doesn't know that there is more than one curse wrapped around him, and there is already a curse lurking and preparing to erupt. Be prepared, Herb, that this will not only cause damage to him, but that your Mother Godhead, the master of the Marriage Godhead, will lose her authority the moment this curse is completed, and her Godhead will be broken, and I believe you will not sit still.

"I know, I'm prepared, you don't have to worry."

Herb naturally knew what the curse Prometheus was talking about, a new generation of Terrans had been born, and they would reproduce on their own, which would bring abundant eros to Eros, who was being conceived in Aphrodite's womb, and help him to be born early.

And with his birth, the twelve golden arrows of the god king will surely follow, Zeus will be entangled with the twelve women of the human race he personally created, this twelve unfaithful extramarital affairs cursed by the primordial god, in addition to depriving Zeus of his potential and divine power, will also be a fatal blow to Hera, who is one with the god king and symbolizes the most noble marriage.

The goddess of Nix had also reminded her of this, so Herb's side had long been prepared.

As long as she is there, she will never let the glory of the mother god be damaged.