The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

After all, thanks to Kevin, all the gods of the underworld have come to participate, and now no one cares about hell.

The wedding lasted for several days, and during this time, Kevin also chose his prize.

Under the worried and frightened eyes of the gods of the underworld, Kevin finally... didn't want anyone's natal artifact.

But in exchange, each god gave Kevin some gadgets.

In other words, Kevin exchanged four natal artifacts for a little treasure on all the gods.

All the underworld gods also accepted this proposal, after all, who knows if their artifact will be selected!

So Kevin's small treasury suddenly expanded.

To be honest, such an exchange for Kevin can't be considered profitable, because some of the artifacts in the hands of the gods of the underworld are really quite good, such as Charon's fishing rod.

But in fact, Kevin is not that interested in these things, and he is already very satisfied in exchange for some useful things.

After all, to be honest, does he still lack something?

Which of the weapons in his hands is not the best of the best.

The treasure in Hades' hands is probably not as valuable as Kevin's.

Before leaving, Pluto and Pluto personally sent off Kevin and his group to the gate of hell.

"Stupid dog." Kevin walked over and raised his foot, wagging the tail of the three-headed hell dog behind him.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then Kevin smiled and said, "Thank you for this journey."

"Wow!" The hell three-headed dog shook its three heads crazily, and lay down on its stomach, fawningly wagging Kevin's trousers, and wagging its tail wildly.

"Stop making trouble... come on, silly dog."

Kevin touched its head, took out the God Slaying Sword, and slashed hard at his palm.

"then."

The three-headed dog looked at Kevin, then opened its mouth, catching the blood left in Kevin's hand.

Kevin gave him a small part of the blood of Fenrir, the wolf who killed the gods.

But it was this small part that caused the three-headed dog to whine and bark twice, and soon fell asleep.

After doing all this, Kevin and Atalanta left the underworld.

Athena did not follow, but stayed in the underworld. At this moment, she was already preparing to weave the holy clothes.

Kevin originally expected to see Slude and Steno, who had been away for a long time, but learned that they were still with Apollo, collecting sunlight.

It was impossible for them to wait too long, the Seagod Trident needed to be returned by him, and more importantly, Perse's mother was still with Poseidon.

According to the oath, when Perse becomes the queen of the dead, Perse's mother will make the earth wither and nothing will grow.

What Kevin needs to do now is to try to avoid this from happening.

Perse and Hades gave Yu Nier protection at the same time.

Kevin was even blessed by the collective blessings of the underworld gods.

Bless Kevin with all diseases and never die in this land of Greece!

Kevin was quite happy at first, but Atalanta said: "To put it bluntly, doesn't it mean that I don't want to see you anymore?"

Point out the truth of the matter.

But Kevin was relieved after being depressed for a while.

He said he wanted to come to the underworld, do he still need to die?

Want to stop an unreasonable Erha, it doesn't exist!

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pS: The status is not very good today, sorry for the late update.

Speaking of how many words I have written in the Greek volume... I feel like I am writing more, and it is another Nordic volume.

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Several days passed.

In the afternoon, on the way to Poseidon, the god of the sea.

Kevin rides Pegasus with Atalanta and Nier.

Medusa's pegasus.

Kevin sat in the front and Atalanta sat in the back.

It's a little different from working with Slude on weekdays. Normally, Kevin hugs Slude's soft and fragrant body, enjoying it.

Atalanta...whether she is willing or not is one thing. Kevin was afraid that he would be scratched by a wild cat, so he didn't mention it.

"Talk about Atalanta."

"Huh?" Atalanta, who was sitting obliquely behind Kevin, responded softly, and at the same time reached out to stroke the hair on her face blown by the wind.

"You really don't want it?" Kevin turned his head, looked at Atalanta curiously and said, "Give me all the things that Grandpa Charon and the others gave... there are really some good things in it! "