I, Former Embers, Now Greek God of Fire

Naturally, these people were guided by Prometheus and Athena, and Ares.

They may appear in front of people and give the blueprint to the king.

Or enter the dream of that person and give the blueprint to the wise man.

After getting the drawings, people panicked at first, but what followed was gratitude, very pure gratitude.

They are full of loyalty to offer their most sincere gratitude to the great Vulcan and their partner/brother/friend who guided them, and then start the self-help work without any nonsense or complaints.

No one pushes forward and wants more, thinking that since the gods are so powerful, why not directly protect them.

People are grateful enough for giving blueprints.

At this time, even the hostile parties who were fighting each other before, when they received the oracle, put down their weapons, shook hands and made peace, and chose to work together to tide over the difficulties.

This scene full of human brilliance made Prometheus feel relieved.

"?!"

Feeling relieved, Prometheus noticed a purple figure flying in the distance, and he immediately discovered that it was the figure of Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war who was closest to Hephaestus.

"Prometheus, my wise friend, how is your progress?"

Not far in front of Prometheus, Athena stopped and asked loudly: "The city-states I have seen have all completed all the work and are waiting for the waves of Poseidon."

"Wisdom Athena! Live up to expectations. Although those people haven't built the ark yet, they have plenty of time."

Prometheus bowed slightly to Athena, and said with emotion: "These humans have not disappointed us after all."

"They still uphold the piety of faith in their hearts, leaning against the abyss but never taking a step back, they are even stronger."

"Prometheus, Prometheus of foresight, isn't this a matter of course?"

Athena said calmly and as a matter of course: "Is the future you see not like this?!"

"Hehehe~~"

Hearing Athena's rhetorical question, Prometheus chuckled, turned his head to look at Athena, and his eyes gradually narrowed: "I saw a wise and beautiful goddess standing in the future. to the side of the great Hephaestus, and he and she are as intimate as one."

"!!"

Hearing Prometheus' words, Athena blushed on the spot, and the eyes of Prometheus were filled with [annoyance] of [speaking nonsense and telling the truth].

"Hehehe~~"

For such Athena, Prometheus showed a uncle-like smile, but his eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Athena.

Well, in the future he saw, there was indeed a goddess full of wisdom standing beside Hephaestus, but the color of this wisdom...is not necessarily purple.

All in all, I don’t know why, the future involving Hephaestus is always so changeable. In the future fragments seen by Prometheus, the goddess standing next to Hephaestus is sometimes purple , sometimes silver, sometimes gold, blue and black.

All in all, there are a variety of colors.

Looking at the smiling Athena, Prometheus couldn't help being filled with some kind of pity.

While you are still happy now, just smile more, you may not be able to smile so happily in the future.

Chapter 180 Three Real Heroine? Debut?!

Time always flies by inadvertently.

The 30-day period is fleeting for human beings, and one month will pass in amazement until the end of the month, and there is no way to talk about what I have done this month, with a look of bewilderment.

And the 30 days, for the eternal gods, passed by like a flick of a finger.

The month has come and the time of judgment has come.

On this day, the sun rose as usual, and Apollo, the industrious, honest and handsome sun god, was driving a chariot and galloping in the sky, clocking in for work as usual.

But in the center of the world, on the highest and most holy Olympus, countless gods gathered together.

It's just that at this time, they no longer had the intention of having fun, and every god turned his eyes to the earth, his eyes full of anticipation.

For the vast majority of gods, this trial of human beings is a special show, injecting a different kind of fun into their lives full of enjoyment.

Only some of the gods showed pity and intolerance, and even a few gods looked at the throne of the pantheon, the king of the gods high above, showing a hesitant expression.

All of this was seen by Zeus, who was high above the throne.

In this regard, Zeus did not fluctuate in his heart, and even became a little impatient.

Damn it, why isn't this Poseidon doing anything? !

Although there were some complaints, Zeus did not show it.

He stroked his beard that had recently changed his image and wanted to be more powerful, and looked at the earth with calm and sharp eyes.

After this wave of humans is gone, what should the next wave of humans do?

Zeus thought about it.

Soon, this group of degenerate humans on the earth will be wiped out, and naturally the new batch of humans will have to hurry up to keep up.

But at this time, the question arises again, what if the new generation of human beings also degenerate? !

At that time, these human beings will fight and kill all day long, and don't know how to paint... What should I do if I concentrate on improving my artistic accomplishment, striving to develop civilization, and devoutly believing in the gods? !

Zeus thought, it should be better for him to get insurance.

For example, simply let these new humans have nothing in their minds other than developing art? !

"Move, move!"

"It's him! It's him! Our hero, Poseidon!"

Just when Zeus was thinking wildly, there was a sudden commotion from the audience, but a majestic and heroic figure appeared on the calm sea.

That blue and stalwart body caused all the gods present to cheer, their faces flushed, and they all shouted happily.

On the sea, wearing battle armor, holding the reins, and driving the chariot, Poseidon raised the golden trident in his other hand expressionlessly.

In an instant, the theocracy of the ocean surged within his body, and the originally calm sea instantly became choppy.

Huge waves twisted and tumbled on the surface of the sea, terrifying tsunamis one after another, and the waves formed by continuous collisions brought terrifying sound waves one after another.

At this moment, Apollo, the sun god galloping in the sky, hid the brilliance of the sun, and the whole world became gloomy and dim.

With the loss of light and heat, coldness swept across the entire land, causing those humans who were immersed in killing and extravagance to shiver. It was their bodies that trembled faintly.

The intuition from the soul told them that something bad was going to happen.

Countless wild beasts fell into madness because of the sense of crisis that was as heavy as a mountain, and they all howled to the sky, and the crazy howls made people shudder.

Facing the chaos on the earth, Poseidon waved down the trident in his hand expressionlessly.

In an instant, the turbulent waves mixed together and turned into a huge wave. It seemed that there was a huge wall reaching the sky on the sea surface, and it seemed to be slowly but fiercely pushed towards the land.

At the same time, on that land, the gods of countless springs and rivers also responded to Neptune's call, and the calm rivers and trickling springs gushed wildly at this moment, wreaking havoc on the surrounding land.

The human beings were shocked by this sudden change, and immediately reacted, they screamed and dropped everything in their hands, and rushed to the highest place near them.

There are also many [smart people] who feel that they have found the right method and start to draw their weapons to compete for the small boats.

However, even if the boat was captured, the small wooden boat was smashed into pieces including the people and the boat in such terrible waves.

The gods watched the terrible tsunami wash away the entire earth with its indomitable power.

When the tide receded, the whole land became clean and hygienic in an instant, with a particularly refreshing aesthetic feeling. The gods on Mount Olympus all showed unsatisfactory expressions, with four big characters written all over their faces——do it again !

Even on Lothric, in that office, Hecate, the Goddess of Netherland next to the unnamed God of Fire and Forging Hephaestus, looked at the screen with a somewhat moved expression.

Although they are located on the same land, Losric and even the whole of Italy have not been affected by the waves in the slightest.

Not only because Hephaestus has set up anti-tide measures in the whole of Italy, but also because Poseidon consciously avoided Italy. There is no fluctuation on the outside, and there is no panic in the heart.

"It's still a big deal."

Hecate said half with emotion and half jokingly: "But next, Poseidon, who is majestic and majestic at the moment, may not have any good juice to eat."

"One thing to say, indeed."

Hephaestus nodded in agreement, looking at Poseidon with pity.

This Poseidon gave his grandmother a cold shower. Although the bath was quite clean, would people not be angry because it was clean? !

Not to mention the particularity of human beings, I'm afraid Poseidon will suffer again in this wave.

Although he cried bitter tears for his second uncle, Hephaestus was quite relieved when he saw the wooden doomsday ark floating on the sea.

It seems that Athena and Ares have done a good job. When they come back, they should reward them well and praise them.

While thinking this way, Hephaestus looked towards the corner of the room, where a life-sized statue stood.

The outstanding engraving perfectly depicts the heroic demeanor and breathtaking beauty of the Goddess of Wisdom and War, which is refreshing just by looking at it.

Unfortunately, this statue is not a perfect 1:1.

"Hephaestus, look what that is?!"

Just when Hephaestus felt a little regretful that the statue was not perfect, he suddenly heard Hecate uttered an exclamation beside him. He was suddenly curious and looked over immediately.

Instead, I saw wave after wave, and photographed something indescribable that can only be described by the Armstrong Whirling Jet Armstrong Cannon in the sea near Loslik.

As a male god with a rather sizable Armstrong Whirling Jet Armstrong Cannon, Hephaestus recognized at a glance who owns the Armstrong Whirling Jet Armstrong Cannon.

Needless to say? !Who else could float on the sea, except for his great-grandfather who spoke so loudly, and Dio was so fucking big? !

No, why did the waves take pictures of this thing? !

Just when Hephaestus was thinking about how to push this thing out of Losric and even the Italian waters without a trace, a sudden change occurred.

As the wave after wave slapped on the Armstrong Whirling Jet Armstrong Cannon, countless waves were splashed, and the waves formed a pearl-like delicate and round foam.

Then, then a beautiful goddess was born out of this dreamy foam.

"I boil?!"

Chapter 180 Four, This Goddess, She's Something Wrong! 4k [-]-in-[-]

Under the sun, in the dense and delicate pearl-like foam, a beautiful goddess appeared from the dreamlike foam.

She stepped on a huge shell, and wrapped the graceful body in a pink gauze that was light but enough to block any gaze. While wrapping the treasure-like body tightly, she generously revealed the extreme curves. showed up.

Just by looking at it, one can understand what kind of feminine beauty those curves and outlines reveal.