Greek and Roman Mythology

< -- 550: Prison, Fallen - Tartaros -- >

Silver shimmers in the air. A nearby black lion and a few dogs swept through the air with their swords.

It's okay for the Black Lion to be resurrected after he dies. After the sword swings, golden dust flows from Karus's body and his torso and lower body are separated, rolling roughly on the floor.

Unfortunately, I couldn't cut down the sacred stone. I grabbed the twisted attitude in reverse and drove it into Karus' heart, sighing curiously.

With a whoosh - the blade of attitude gently pierced Karus' heart, and he was fine! You hear the sound of something smashing.

Starting with the clear reverberation, Karus' body is blown away by the golden powder.

At the same time, the dogs around him disappeared together.

The black lions, who were fighting so much, suddenly looked down at the missing dogs in a daze and turned their heads to look at the currents.

Rawr, as if to protest what this is doing, the currents snort at the roaring black lions.

As I give the order to move forward, I start walking around with a grumpy look on my face.

I don't understand why summoners are the only ones like these.

On second thought, Arius and Mir and Karma are all rebellious except Golems, who have the concept of summoning water.

I felt the urge to kick the grasshoppers who were walking ahead once.

I urged the four gods standing behind me, anxious for their attitude.

"Let's go."

"Wait, did you really have to kill him just now?"

Ares frowns and bites.

The so-called Immortal God vanishes in an instant before my eyes.

Ares' expression was firm whether it was shocking or not.

"So what do I do?"

"Of course we have to suppress it and extract the information! Who did this to him? Don't you have to ask who set it up!"

Seeing Ares screaming, the current sighs deeply.

Currently, he scratches his head and remembers what Karus said a moment ago.

He must have opened the door from the inside! My brothers told me to stop those who are coming this way! 'or so.

Opening the door from the inside means that it can open other doors besides the door to the afterlife.

The words "stop" mean "buy time" and "run away at the same time."

Speaking of his own thoughts, he looked at Ares with a pathetic eye.

"That's frustrating. You're free to gather information in a situation like this? As soon as possible, but not enough? You're wasting your time talking like this."

"Wait. We don't have time to argue. And... we shouldn't be walking around like this. From now on, if an enemy of the Interceptor appears, as long as it destroys and destroys the sacred as it did before the current. Move forward as fast as possible."

Ares is silent in Athena's words.

Destroying and destroying a sacred city. It's terrible.

Ares seems to have something to say, but Athena is already running ahead of her.

Currents stared at Athena that had passed by them and began to follow behind her, and so did other gods.

I caught up with the rapidly running Athena currents.

I looked at myself and talked to Athena, who was just looking ahead.

"Is this really so serious?"

Athena looks back.

The streets are pretty wide open. If I talk small in this situation, I won't be able to hear you clearly in the back.

"I heard what Jiabi said and I realized something."

"What is it?"

"The gods trapped in Tartarus are all gods whose powers are dangerous or problematic in nature, and if those gods flee Tartarus, the entire balance of Greece will be broken. Not only that, but if the escaped gods get under Tiffany and Ekidna?"

Turns out Tiffany broke the seal and ran away.

Currents nod at Athena's words.

"If you get under Tifon and Ekidna, you'll gain power at a terrifying rate. And the tiphone will invade again to take Olympus."

"Exactly. That's why we need to catch those who flee Tartarus now."

Athena speeds up. As I was racing, I saw several people standing in front of me.

They see Athena running at a terrifying speed, Currency, and then three gods, and they draw out their weapons in a fierce hostility.

Seeing the weapon coming out of the air, they don't seem to want to talk.

"Artemis."

"Yes, brother."

Apollon and Artemis, who were running from behind, give each other their eyes and pull out their bows and pull the demonstration back as they run.

The arrow did not strike a protest. Just as they pulled the bow, arrows began to form in their bows.

Artemis' bow is made with ice arrows that emit cold heat, and Apollon's bow is made with flaming arrows that contain hot heat.

And then I started speaking. The width and height of the passageway to Tartarus is so large that they shoot arrows without any discomfort or disturbance.

You start firing arrows with powerful power at an incredible speed.

The arrow that fills the air drops down towards the titanium, drawing a parabola.

It was not a lie to say that they were playing in the battle in Tartaros. They were beating the arrowheads out of the sky one by one with weapons in their hands.

It was also a remarkable feat given its precise and concise movements.

"Ready?" "

"Shouldn't you ask Ares in the back, not me?"

"You're lucky to be dead. I just don't want you to die."

"That's an honor."

The currents laughed.

Then Athena swings the spear and the currents swing the attitude to deal with the titanium in front of her eyes.

There is no time to rely on a sharpshooter in the rear because he provides support shooting.

You took down Titanium in an instant and cut down its sacred form.

Artemis is almost a target in the middle of a fight, but luckily Ares is able to block him off.

After defeating all the Titans, you begin to move quickly again.

While Apollon hesitates with the magic cult destroyed in the middle, what matters now is not the restoration of the magic cult.

So I kept running down the passageway and straight inside.

You can see the entrance to Tartarus.

You see a huge door made of bronze.

The door was wide open. As I entered the entrance, I saw a murky wall made of bronze and dozens of doors.

This place was like a giant colosseum. However, it made me feel trapped inside the cylindrical tower that there was no room for the audience to sit on, and the wall of bronze that I did not know the height of.

Currents looked for gods that would be trapped here rather than looking around.

Several doors were already halfway open, after the majority of the gods had escaped, and few were left.

A hideous hectonker with 50 heads and 100 arms.

Then there were a few nameless Titans, and finally a man wrapped in a borate fabric.

Hectors were hideous to look at.

I understand why Uranos hated them and kept them in Tartarus.

If I could see one head, I would look pretty good. However, it was the worst of all, with 50 heads that looked the same, and 100 arms that were sitting bent on their arms and backs.

It is worthy of disgust. Titans don't seem to have much of a problem.

But there was one person who was most annoying.

One of the Hectors was watching as he squeezed through the door.

He was a good-looking middle-aged man with a beard.

He turns his head back, feeling the popularity of the five at the entrance.

"Hmm? You have a visitor."

- What are you gonna do?

As one of the Hekatonkers opens his mouth, you hear a rattling sound.

It feels like fifty people are speaking at the same time. The man thought for a moment and looked around.

There's nothing left. All the gods had escaped, and all that remained of this wretched, dirty tartartarus was him and a few titanium and the Hecatonkerchiefs in the struggle of self-suffocation.

He loosenes his arms and turns his back.

"Since you've lost in the past, let me stay. Cottos, Briareos, Giguez. I'll go first."

The Hectors immediately slammed the door and started running, as if there was no foolishness in what they were saying.

Thump, thump, and the sound of distant footsteps rushes forward, rushing towards the man.

"Stop! We can't miss it!"

Ares prowls through the spear.

The man wrapped in a voracious fabric saw a spear wrapped around him, and then he snorted.

"That's funny."

In his hand, he suddenly had a spear in his hand.

He holds his spear in both hands, like a baseball bat, and swings once, then holds his position.

It really looks like a batsman playing baseball. Soon after, as Ares' spear approaches, he swings his spear.

Along with the sound of Kuang!, the shield in Ares' hand is bent and his body flies like a baseball and hits a bronzed wall.

Ares regurgitates, coughing and coughing as if hit by a massive blow.

He was much stronger than he looked, so he got back up on the ground with his spear, but he was not as overconfident as he was just now.

"Nice shot. You pathetic bastard. Don't you dare tell me to stop with that shyness."

"...."

Apollon and Artemis pointed at him with arrows and Athena also showed strong vigilance.

It was a strength unlike any Titanic I had encountered running through the passages of Tartarus.

However, the currents looked at him closely without taking out any weapons.

It was exactly the scepter he was holding. It seems like I've seen a spear somewhere that lacks 2%.

In addition, it has a strangely familiar atmosphere. He opens his mouth while the tide is deep in thought.

"By the way... I've never seen anyone here before, have I? I don't think they're my kids. No. Are they my grandchildren? Hahaha."

"Who are you?"

Athena frowns.

"Don't you know me? Looks like Hades didn't warn you properly. Sending you to such a dangerous place. I..."

He opens his mouth and moans. No, I was surprised, not surprised.

Where his gaze was directed was the current. Currently, he feels his gaze and slightly raises the weapon in his hand. A perforated sickle, Squite.

"That's...!"

He looks down at the spear in his hand with a startled face.

It was the same, but what was in the hands of the drip was in perfect condition.

Currently, Aha, he lowered his head slightly and greeted him.

"Nice to meet you. The god of time, Kronos. I am the ruler of Olympus."

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I heard they're protesting in Seoul. Why haven't I seen them on the air?

Something dark. Anyway... more.

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