I, Former Embers, Now Greek God of Fire

This grudge is also written down, after putting on the transformation ring on this old boy, not only Poseidon, but also the Cyclops and the hundred-armed giant will be imprisoned together!

February [-], sunny

Find building materials.

February [-], sunny

Find building materials.

February [-], heavy rain

Find building materials.

February [-]th, sunny

Gan!I've searched both the sea and the earth, but I haven't found one that suits my needs, so I'd better get something to fool me, anyway, those guys don't know what to buy.

February 21, sunny

Find building materials.

PS: Why can't I control my legs and hands!hateful! 【Cat and cat annoyed.jpg】

February 22, sunny

No way, neither the earth nor the sea has any material that suits my heart, so I can only go to hell

Chapter 10 Vulcan Goes to Hell

You go to hell!

This kind of words is undoubtedly a vicious curse on Hephaestus in his previous life

But when placed on Hephaestus now, it has become a verb in the physical sense.

"Wah la la la~"

The black river was rushing, and the splashing water was like howling, which was enough to make people shudder.

Hephaestus was sitting on a small boat, looking at the gloomy scenery around him, not only was there no wavering in his heart, he even wanted to laugh.

That's it?That's it?That's it? !

There is one thing to say, except that the sound is a little weird and the water is a little dark, it's just the same.

Although this river is the famous River of Pain, well, it is the Styx River that must pass through when entering the underworld, and it is also the Styx River that a certain heeled hero soaked in when he was a child, but now it is not as terrible as the later generations. There are no dead souls howling in the Styx.

After all, let alone people now, there are not even small animals on the earth, and Prometheus is still racking his brains over there to squeeze the mud.

"Hey, Hephaestus, how is it, how does it feel to be the main god?"

A voice sounded from behind Hephaestus, but it was a ferryman boy with black hair, black eyes and black robe who was holding the oar in his hand while talking to him.

This seemingly young ferryman is actually a frighteningly old man.

The ferryman of the River Styx, Charon.

The second of the five creation gods, the son of Nix, the goddess of the night, and Erebus, the god of darkness. In terms of seniority alone, this Ferryman of the River Styx is of the same generation as the first-generation king of gods, Uranus, the god of the sky. .

If you want to count according to seniority, Hephaestus has to call someone uncle.

However, seniority is not important in Greek mythology. There are many things about beating the elders and the younger ones, just get used to it.

Moreover, he and Charon are good friends.

After all, in order to create artifacts for Zeus and the others that could rival the Titans, he spent a lot of effort looking for them.

He has been to the ocean, the earth, and the underworld more than once.

So it is only natural that he has a good relationship with Charon, an elder who has no airs of elders.

"That's it."

Hephaestus said casually: "There are those who flatter, those who despise, those who are jealous, and those who are angry. You will never know what these gods are thinking."

"Hahaha~~"

Charon laughed out loud, the voice was not pleasant, like the cry of a night owl, it was scalp-numbing, but it was full of kindness towards Hephaestus.

"Looks like you've finally figured it out."

Charon looked at his friend with relief, and nodded happily.

"You cared too much about what those guys thought before."

"So I look away now."

Hephaestus spread his hands and said calmly.

Regarding what he did before he awakened his memory, Hephaestus did not intend to defend himself. After all, it is normal for a boy who was abandoned at birth to long for the approval of the people around him and pay too much attention to the eyes of his surroundings.

He's different now, that's all.

"Let's not talk about this anymore, I want to ask, is Hades in the underworld now?"

Hephaestus didn't want to continue entangled in this topic, and decisively shifted the topic to something he was interested in.

"Hades, he has been in the underworld, and he built a temple between the Pure Land of Bliss and Tartarus."

"Huh? Do it yourself?"

Hephaestus was a little taken aback.

Good guy, this is Pluto after all, why did he build the temple by himself? !

Well, it seems that at present, there is indeed no manpower in the underworld to serve this Pluto at his command.

Let's see what great gods are staying in the underworld now.

Three of the five creator gods are in the underworld.

They are Tartarus, the god of the abyss, Erebus, the god of darkness, and Nix, the goddess of the night.

Needless to say, the weight of these three existences is obvious to anyone who understands it.

Most of the gods in the underworld are their heirs. If you use them at will, don't you take them seriously?

It was hard to find someone who had nothing to do with it, but it happened to be the goddess of the underworld.

The existence of this Netherland goddess is very special, she has no exact affiliation, nor does she have exact authority.

She does as she pleases, and all her actions symbolize the chance of fate.

No god can control her, not even Zeus, who is the king of gods, can order her.

Unrestrained and powerful, to use a saying that Hephaestus was very familiar with in his previous life, that is to jump out of the three realms and not be in the five elements, and feel free and free.

Back then, Zeus's self-confidence swelled because he attacked several goddesses, and he thought about attacking this one too.

Then, and then no more.

Zeus can't do anything, let alone Hades.

Tsk tsk, thinking about it this way, the situation of my uncle is too miserable.

Hephaestus shook his head, and couldn't help but sympathize with Hades.

Compared with Zeus and Poseidon, who can get a lot of votes as soon as they arrive at the post, Hades is really miserable. There is no one under him, and there are still a few mountains pressing down on it. If you want to do anything, you have to do it yourself Do it yourself.

But even so, he had to give face to this Pluto.

Come to the underworld to dig some building materials, no matter how you know, you will meet the owner of the family, even if it is the owner in name.

What's more, he had to ask Hades about the Temple of Hades on Mount Olympus.

Sitting in Charon's boat, Hephaestus crossed the Styx, and after disembarking, he walked on foot. Everything he saw along the way was barren and dark.

Such an environment is undoubtedly very depressing, but it is already a habit for Hephaestus.

After all, there is depression here, can it be as depressed as the world he lived in in his previous life?

In the age of dying flames, despair pervades everything.

However, there is something similar here.

Hephaestus looked at everything around him through the mask, and he felt a little nostalgic on his face. He even had a certain illusion that a ragged living corpse would suddenly pop out of the corner of his sight and attack him. .

"Tsk, Hephaestus, Hephaestus, there is no salary king here, what are you thinking?"

Hephaestus shook his head, laughed at himself, and continued to move forward.

He walks and walks and walks and walks.

Finally came to a fork in the road.

Hephaestus knew that one road leads to the Pure Land of Bliss, which is the only living place in the underworld, where flowers and plants can grow. Every time he came to the underworld, he would relax there , take a nap or something.

And the other road leads to Tartarus, the abyss that makes the gods look ashamed.

In that terrible abyss purgatory suppressed the loser of the war of gods, Cronus and his followers.

Once the underworld resounded with their roars and curses.

Fortunately, I heard from Charon that recently they have been appeased by Gaia, the goddess of the earth, and fell into a sweet sleep.

"Zeus, Zeus."

A gleam flashed in Hephaestus' eyes, but he looked up at the old white face who seemed lustful and impulsive.

Although the method was a bit crude, he arranged for his elder brother who was the second most powerful among the gods to the underworld. In name, he was the King of Hades, but in fact he was doing the job of a jailer.

There is still something about this scumbag old boy.

However, it was of no use.

At that time, he should pounce or have to pounce, at most it will be a pounce posture, and I will think about it to make him look a little better.

Hephaestus didn't choose either road, but walked directly towards the middle of the two roads.

In the distant future, a court will be built here, and the judges of the underworld will judge the merits and demerits of the dead souls during their lifetime, and judge whether the dead souls will go to the pure land of bliss or go to Tartarus to serve their sentences to pay for their sins.

Oh, yes, when the time comes, there will be subdivisions, and Tartarus will be divided into regions, so that souls who have committed different crimes have a good place to go.

Of course, in the deepest part of Tartarus, only the gods who are the supreme VIP can live there.

Hephaestus walked a long way before finally seeing the outline of the temple.