I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

Zeus gave a thumbs up, "I bless you!"

"Eh?"

"I can see that you have no interest at all in the position of King of the Gods," Zeus curled his pale hair lazily, "and I'm also curious whether the pure white hero can maintain his consciousness through the erosion of time. ."

"You're really arbitrary," Siddija breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, it's definitely not for you," Zeus snapped his nails. "You won't be a hero after getting thirteen blessings. It's estimated that you need to find a place to live in peace or something."

"Probably... After all, I started with this purpose in the beginning," Siddija hesitated.

"Then... regard it as the last dedication of the pure white hero," Zeus flicked his fingers, "fight to save the world."

Chapter 70 Reforged Pandora

"You will die."

Hephaestus, who was in a wheelchair, turned his back to Hidega in a flat tone, as if stating a fact, no, she was stating a fact.

"That's why I came here," Siddija raised her left wrist, and the twelve crystals resonated with each other and exuded a soft light. They were looking forward to the power of the last god.

"Even getting the last blessing is useless, you don't know what you're going to face," Hephaestus' fingers sank into the metal armrest. "There's..."

"The Hell of Tartarus," Siddija chuckled, "sounds like a not-so-good place. It is said that a lot of Titans and Ronos, the **** of the former gods, are also imprisoned in it."

"It's not said, they are really inside," Hephaestus clenched his fists, "God King Zeus didn't kill them, but imprisoned them inside!"

"Oh~ that's why you told me to save the world," Siddija clapped her hands pretending to be relaxed, "As long as I kill them all, the world won't have the possibility of returning to chaos."

"Are you crazy?"

"I hope I'm mad, too, but unfortunately I'm terribly awake now," Sidika walked up to Hephaestus and raised her left hand, "As you said, blessings are sometimes the same as curses. "

"You can refuse," Hephaestus closed his eyes, "now the only person in this world who can affect you is me. Promise me, just treat that bad old man talking nonsense."

"No, I'm... a hero," Siddigar smiled bitterly, "I want to protect this world with you."

"They won't come out, never!"

"But it can be released, can't it?"

"The life you're clearly pursuing is almost here!" Hephaestus pushed the wheelchair and knocked Siddija away, "You didn't want to be a hero, why did you pretend to be at the end!"

"What do you want to do?" Sidgar turned to look at Hephaestus who pushed open the door of the forging chamber.

"Forge iron as a weapon," Hephaestus glared at Hidega, "to be a calamity that can kill the former king of the gods! Just as I forged the curse that sent you to death! "

"Speaking of which, I never gave you anything," Siddigar reached out and groped in the package.

"You can stay here and fight iron for a thousand years," Hephaestus rolled his eyes angrily.

"Well~ I can give you this," Sidika took out the golden apple engraved with [Dedicated to the Most Beautiful Goddess] from the package with a smile.

"Are you kidding me," Hephaestus lowered his head subconsciously even with his back to Siddija, "You don't need to lie for blessing, I will keep my promise."

"I won't lie~ I'll give this golden apple to the most beautiful goddess in my mind," Sidika chuckled and walked behind Hephaestus, put the golden apple on her lap, and hugged Stopping her and resting his chin on Hephaestus' head, "What you forged is not a curse!"

"Since I was born, I have never seen a fool like you die for something impossible," Hephaestus carefully held up the golden apple.

"I won't die because of the blessings you forged for me," Siddija clenched her fists.

"Ah~ I see," Hephaestus took a deep breath and pushed away Sidika's hand, "I won't let you die."

After he finished speaking, Hephaestus pushed the wheelchair into the forging room, and the huge door began to slowly close.

"Well, I believe in you," Sidika smiled and looked at Hephaestus behind the door, "you also believe in me."

"Boom——"

The door closed heavily, Siddija shook his head and sat beside the pillar. Hephaestus turned his head when the door was closed, the light in the red pupil burned by the flame was extremely dim, as if It's like a candle that goes out at any time.

I might die this time...

Hidega slowly leaned against the pillar.

Athena's wisdom is madly reminding him that going to Tartarus hell is a wrong choice. Now that he has been blessed by Zeus, he does not need to agree to this death.

meaningless...

It's hard to get to the end...

"But... as expected, I still want to be a hero once, even if it's only once," Siddija slowly closed her eyes, "I want to protect the world with you."

Even if it will die.

"Humans... are really incredible existences."

Holding the golden apple, Hephaestus watched the boiling lava in front of him.

"Even so weak, but always..." Hephaestus couldn't help laughing when he recalled the arrogant words of Sidika, but a teardrop fell down her cheek and dripped onto the golden apple. Worrying thing."

She seemed to still be able to feel the heartbeat of Siddija, her shoulders and back still seemed to have his temperature, which was really strange, she was clearly in front of the magma.

Probably because... this is the first time she's been hugged...

The disgust of her biological mother, the indifference of her peers, the infidelity of [wife], she never encountered anything good in this world.

"I shouldn't have made a bracer for you in the first place," Hephaestus carefully put the golden apple in his hand into the lava.