The god-king of Olympus

People and gods outside the Holy Tower fell asleep, including Pandora who stayed inside the Holy Tower.

Hypnos’s task was completed, and then he naturally needed to leave, and before leaving, he glanced in the direction of the Holy Tower, and then Pandora’s body moved, and finally he still fell asleep on the stone table.

Then it became silent, everyone fell asleep, and everything was silent, except for the slight breath in the breeze.

If you don’t take into account some discordant factors, this is really an extremely beautiful picture, and it is indeed suitable for a painting.

Later, this event was still called Pandora’s Box, recorded in the genealogy, and two illustrations were selected, this scene is one of them, and the other is the scene when Pandora’s box is opened.

……

A human cautiously stepped into this area, his eyes were smart and cunning, and he knew that he was a habitual offender by looking at the way he walked.

His family lives far away, separated from the country by two countries, lives alone, and secretly feeds himself on weekdays.

After hearing about the Holy Messenger, he moved his heart, and the desire in his heart was aroused, so he set off on his journey, over the mountains, endured a lot of hardships, and came here.

The thieves carefully observed the Holy Tower, and the body of the Great Ordinary Human No. 1 of Epimetheus rested there, and there was a great deterrent at a glance.

At first, this thief only dared to sneak closer, very slowly, dodging left and right a little way, looking for cover, and walked for a long time.

Until he wanted to lie on his stomach in a haystack, but found that this lie was a little thick?

It’s personal

He was about to call out, but fortunately covered his mouth in time.

At first, he thought that this was a dead man, after all, not long ago, the blood outside the Holy Tower had spread throughout various human kingdoms.

But then he found that this person was still alive, there was a faint breath, this person was asleep?

He looked at the tower-like Epimetheus again, hanging his head, as if he was also asleep?

The thief’s heart fluttered, he guessed what might have happened here before, and as for the specifics, he didn’t dare to think further.

But there was one point that the thief had a particularly good eyesight, and this thief looked at the Holy Tower, where the door was closed and no one had ever entered

“Poof, poof

His heart was beating hard, he covered his heart tightly, he couldn’t suppress it, his heart seemed to jump out.

The power of God

God’s power is at hand

For the thief, every action is to gamble, only this time he may bet a little big, the biggest time in his life, if it becomes…

And if he fails, he will turn into the most ordinary body in the sea of blood.

The consequences of failure stayed in his mind for only a moment, only for a moment.

After all, a thief, how can a thief

So, step by step, he walked towards the radiant holy tower with a beautiful dream.

He was careful and nervous, and his heart was about to jump out when he walked to Epimetheus, his hands and feet were trembling, and he seemed to be unsteady and shaky in walking, but fortunately by the time he crossed Epimetheus, the terrifying big fellow still did not respond.

The thief ran directly to the bottom of the Holy Tower with his legs trembling, and then directly sat on the ground with a tired butt.

“Phew.”

He gasped heavily, and glanced back with some fear, and there was no movement from Epimetheus behind him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he stood up and pushed open the door of the Holy Tower.

The Holy Tower was dark, shining only by faint firelight.

And the tower, there are stairs, spinning, this holy tower also has hundreds of stairs, very high, to show the holy.

The thief is very excited, excited to know the north, he climbs the stairs very fast, fast will fall, he climbs two steps and falls, knocks until the chin touches the teeth, a few strokes will be full of blood.

But he didn’t care, he climbed up again, climbed on all fours, climbed and fell, and that’s how he climbed up hundreds of ladders.

By the time he reached the top of the tower, he was no longer in human form.

But he could vaguely see excitement on his face where he could see the traces, and he walked to the top of the tower and scanned left and right, and his gaze stayed for a moment when he saw Pandora, and Sleeping Beauty was also quite tempting.

This kind of beauty is rare, Pandora’s beauty is comparable to many goddesses, it is difficult to find in the world, and thieves have never seen it, thinking that the princess is just that.

Then the thief directly shifted his gaze, and he looked at the box, not large, containing the power of the gods, a thought, the power of the changing color of heaven and earth.

That’s what he craves.

“Goo.”

He swallowed, the sound was loud in the silent space, Pandora’s body trembled, but the thief kept looking at the box and didn’t notice it.

There is only such a thing in his eyes, as long as he opens it, he can obtain the power of God.

The thief raised his footsteps, and the sound of stepping on the stone ground was actually very loud.

He wasn’t far from the box, after all, the space at the top of the tower was so big, right?

It’s just a few steps, but it’s like walking for 10,000 years.

When the thief walked to the box, he was nervous again, and he suddenly did not dare to open it.

He (Wang Zhao’s) had too many thoughts in his mind to describe.

Finally, he trembled and raised his hands, both hands, the sleeves on his arms were a little worn, and the blood on them was mottled, all his own.

When his hands touched the box together, his movements were slow, slow, and gentle, without any haste, even if what he dreamed of was close by.

Like gentle treatment of his lover, Treasure, he slowly opened the box.

Then the box opened.

The last lightning bolt fell and hit him.

… Body…

Pa: I read a very literary book, and suddenly I felt that the writing of this chapter has become better, illusion, well, maybe it would be better to think of a name for this thief, maybe it would be better not to play memes…

Ah, I feel like I’m a literary and artistic youth while talking, I’m sorry, I apologize. _

See the ununderlined version of the novel please