Ares, God of War

Prometheus was sitting on a low chair by the campfire. When he saw Ares, he stood up and said with a smile:

"Thank you so much for your help tonight, God of War."

Ares looked up at him and said, "That's all I can do to help you. You should know what I'm here for today, right?"

"Of course I know." Prometheus nodded.

"Then come with me." Ares looked at him: "I hope you have already thought about the reason to tell Zeus."

"Of course I thought about it a long time ago. In fact, if you don't come to me, I will also touch the palace of the king of gods. It's just a matter of time." Prometheus shook his head with a smile, pointing at him. Feeling confused, he invited Ares: "But before I leave, I want to drink a bowl of this. This is a food that the children outside recently discovered. It tastes very good. Would God of War want a bowl? "

Ares thought for a while, anyway, Zeus didn't ask him to take Prometheus back immediately, so he simply nodded, put down his weapon, and then sat down on the other side of the bonfire.

The mush in the pot was cooked quickly, exuding a unique aroma of food. Prometheus first filled a bowl for Ares and handed it over.

"Give."

Ares took it and took a sip. The paste tasted a bit like vegetable batter with a little thin salt, and there were some diced meat in it. The food eaten by the gods is incomparable, but it can be regarded as edible.

"Not bad." After seeing Ares' expression, Prometheus showed a proud smile. He also served himself a bowl, tasted it, and said with a smile: "At this time, the beasts outside They are still drinking blood, but I brought the kindling back, and those children have researched this kind of food by themselves, and their wisdom should not be underestimated."

"Didn't you trick Athena and let her give these human beings the concept of wisdom?" Ares complained with a bowl in his hand.

"That's just a key. Even the god of wisdom can't really manage the concept of everything in the world. Otherwise, Metis couldn't have been eaten by Zeus." Prometheus shook his head. : "Just like Ares, you have the power of war, but not all wars can be as you wish, for example, the battle of the ancient Titans is beyond your ability, we gods Great as they say, but not omniscient.”

Ares thought about it:

"Then if I give up my power and priesthood, will I still be able to live?"

"Of course." Prometheus said with a smile: "Your teacher, Miss Hecate, she once gave up her innate powers in order to be able to access the power fragments of all gods. Now her Power, to put it bluntly, is just something that no one cares about, and it is all a concession made by Zeus in order to save face for her."

After a pause, he took a deep look at Ares again: "However, I don't recommend you to do this kind of thing now. Generally speaking, you need to fish in troubled waters when the situation is chaotic. The action that people have noticed, your teacher Hecate gave up his power during the battle of the Titans. If you give up your power for no reason now, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of other gods and doubt."

"I probably understand." Ares nodded, then sat up straight: "What about you? If my guess is correct, you are going to mess with Zeus's mentality on the issue of sacrifices, right? Bar?"

"This is something that must be done." Prometheus sighed: "If possible, I actually don't even want to give Zeus a single sacrifice. But it is necessary, after all, it is still the age of the gods."

"Then have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?" Ares asked back: "It is impossible for Zeus to let you go."

"Of course I know." There was a calm smile on the face of the God of Stealing Fire, and he said: "Human beings are my children, created by me, Prometheus, and will definitely be able to replace the great race of the gods in the future. That being the case, it is only natural to offer myself as a sacrifice to my children, parents protect their children, creators protect the created, isn’t it normal?”

"It's really a great sentiment." Ares couldn't help sighing: "I can't achieve your ideological awareness, I just want to live."

After finishing speaking, he drank the mush in the bowl, then stood up and said, "Okay, it's almost time, Prometheus, it's time for us to meet Zeus."

Chapter 43. It's because of my skin, not because you are handsome

"... when my children saw the chariot of Helios passing through the sky every day, they had a way, and my children broke off a branch of the woody fennel plant, which they held aloft to climb When I crossed the Caucasus Mountains, the flames from the wheels of Helios set fire to the branches in the hands of my children as his chariot passed by, so that they got fire by their own ingenuity."

In the Temple of the God King on Mount Olympus, Prometheus spread out his hands and lied eloquently:

"Zeus, I didn't violate your will. The gods didn't take the initiative to give them fire, and I didn't help them. They got it by their own efforts and wisdom, and you can't take it back."

After listening to Prometheus' lies, Zeus, who was sitting at the head of the God King Hall, sneered: "Prometheus, do you think our gods will believe your lies? How can mere human beings have the ability to break through? My blockade, get Tianhuo?"

He raised his palm, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the unimaginable power of thunder gathered in his hand:

"I think you just toast and don't eat fine wine!"

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Zeus seemed to want to kill Prometheus on the spot, Apollo suddenly raised his hand and stood up.

"Zeus, please calm down." He said to his father: "We still have no evidence to prove that Prometheus did all of this. What if the fire was really obtained by humans?"

"So what?" Zeus said angrily, "If you dare to disobey the king of the gods, humans will die!"

"Please don't be so impatient." Apollo gently persuaded: "Actually, when humans got the fire, I foresaw something. This race will grow into the spirit of all things in the future. They will be our most loyal and smartest. The most powerful believers, they will invent all kinds of new things, they will develop dazzling civilizations, and more importantly..."

He lowered his voice, glanced at Hera, and then coughed twice:

"In this race, there will be many...beautiful people."

"Ok?"

Hearing Apollo's words, Zeus was stunned for a moment, and then his anger subsided a little. He and his brother Poseidon looked at each other tacitly, and then quietly asked his most handsome son: "Is this true?" ?”

The current human beings are all male, and because Ares gave them the concept of struggle, most of the people inside are strong and full of tendons, which does not conform to the aesthetics of Zeus and Poseidon at all.

"Of course it is true." Apollo nodded and said, "Don't forget, I am the main god who takes over Prometheus' priesthood of prophecy."

"That's right, Zeus." Prometheus quickly echoed, "Give me another ten years... no, in five years, I will definitely make human beings the most perfect creations of the gods! They I will offer sacrifices every year, and I will build statues for the gods on the earth, praising the great achievements of the gods!"

Zeus thought about it for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, then I will give you another chance, Prometheus, you have to do it yourself."

Hearing that Zeus had forgiven mankind, Prometheus finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly thanked the king of the gods, and then left the palace of the gods when Zeus waved his hands impatiently.

"The people in the court of the Titans are just untrustworthy." After Prometheus left, Zeus said to the remaining gods: "This Prometheus will ruin my good things sooner or later in the future. Is there anything you can do?" Get rid of him?"

The gods look at me, I look at you, and then Ares stepped forward and stood up. Seeing this, Zeus' eyes lit up and asked:

"Oh, Ares, do you have any good plans?"

"No." Ares asked in a muffled voice: "I just want to ask, Zeus, the sky fire was stolen last night. In the final analysis, it was Aphrodite and Notos who attracted the attention of our gods. Only then did Prometheus succeed, then, isn’t the punishment for Notos too light?”

Zeus thought about it for a second, and said angrily: "You are right, then change Notos's hundred-year punishment to one thousand years, no, ten thousand years!"

After finishing speaking, he looked angrily at Aphrodite who was beside him, and the beauty god's face turned pale with fright.