The next day, as if nothing had happened, Dio's attitude towards Ampulos was the same as before. Now that he was no longer pursuing it, Amplos was happier.

As fate predicted, Achilles killed Hector, the most powerful man in Troy, and he brought his body back to the camp and dragged it around Patrok's tomb on horseback.

This is an extreme disrespect for the dead, Achilles still felt that it was not enough, Agamemnon finally put down his pride and personally invited him to return to the battlefield, Achilles almost killed in front of the city of Troy, countless undead wailed in the underworld, if there were ten new dead, six of them were killed by Achilles.

His indulgence in himself and his contempt for life completely angered the goddess of revenge.

Nemesis and Destiny are both daughters of the night, and they rule over all people and gods, even Zeus, but they never get involved in anything in the world, just calmly do their job.

The screams of the undead alarmed Hades, and now, no matter how much Achilles' mother Thetis pleaded, it is impossible to let Achilles live again. The great life of a hero can only end here.

Dior did not forbid Ampulos to visit Achilles, as he also respected the demigod hero. On the seventh day after Hector's death, Amplos was on his way to find him when he saw a flashing figure.

Dio frowned and looked over there, and said strangely, "Hermes? What did he come here for. ”

"Bring back Hector's body."

Dio turned his head, Amplos's expression was very calm, and after saying that, he walked forward again, and Dio could only follow him.

It is all too common for God not to allow their beloved human to remain alone in this world, and if they really can't find a home for him, they will even send him to become a constellation at any cost.

With invisibility, Dio and Amplos were standing in Achilles' tent, Hermes pretended to go out, but in fact stood aside, Dio smiled at Hermes, and Hermes smiled back.

When Bacchus was very young, it was Hermes who took him around to hide from Hera's poisonous hands and find a suitable cultivator for him, so Dionysus respected Hermes very much.

Amplos looked at the two of them, then turned his gaze back to the old man in front of him.

Gray-haired and faltering, this was also the great hero of Troy, although he is old, he still has the demeanor of the year. Achilles wanted to salute him, but in any case, there was an elder and a king in front of him.

He was Hector's father, the king of Troy, but before Achilles stood up, he knelt down on one knee tremblingly, tremblingly held one of Achilles' hands, closed his eyes and kissed them, and tears flowed from the old man's cloudy eyes.

"Achilles, I am alone and fearful, and I have come to your tent at the risk of death, and look at me, full of gray hair, and old man. Today I kiss the hands that killed my beloved son, in the hope that my wealth will be used to redeem his cold body, so that he can be buried with dignity and not be left without rest after death. O Achilles, think of your father, have mercy on me, and let me bury my son, please. ”

The old man burst into tears, and the folds of his hands were full of the ups and downs of his life. If he could, he would have wanted to kill Achilles at once and double the insult he had done to his son. But he couldn't do it, so he could only let go of all the dignity of a man and beg in a low voice.

This is the last thing a father can do to his son, so he is willing to kneel and humble himself in the face of his enemies.

The moment the old man spoke, Amplos burst into tears. No matter how hard-hearted Achilles was, he couldn't refuse the old man's request, and nodded silently, and the old man slowly got up.

Hermes and Dio, though also shocked, had long since lost their affection and could not understand what a sacrifice it was. Achilles went out, and Amplos also let go and ran after Achilles.

Without touching it, Amplos immediately appeared. Dio and Hermes also had to chase him out, and in front of Patrocl's grave, Hector's body was tied under the saddle.

Achilles could not see the two gods, and when he turned back and saw that it was Amplos, he turned back again and continued to arrange the threads that had been tied. Tears fell one by one, and who would have thought that this hero, who was as powerful as a god, would also cry.

Because he also had a father, a father who was just as gray-haired as the old man just now. Today Hector died, and his father sacrificed himself to beg for his son to be buried. And what about him?

His father was still waiting for his son to triumph in a distant palace, and when he died, his father would not even see him for the last time. Ten years ago was the last time, and since then, he has never seen his father again.

He is worthy of Greece, worthy of the gods, but sorry for his parents.

Looking at Achilles, Amplos finally couldn't help it, and tears flowed down like water. What others can't understand, he can understand. There will be no one else who can do this for you except your parents. And this great family affection has never been repaid.

People's emotions are so strange, the person who laughs with you may not remember, but the person who cries with you will always be unforgettable.

Achilles slowly stopped his emotional fluctuations and slowly walked back with Hector's corpse. Amplos' eyes were red, and he watched his back fade away. Just this time, let him reveal the emotions that belong to a woman, and he has been suppressed for too long for hundreds of years.

Amplos' weeping made the two gods think about themselves.

Seeing that he was gradually calming down, Dio took him in his arms and comforted him silently. Hermes looked at Ampulos in Dio's arms and turned in silence.

Only he knew the real reason why Amplos was crying, and Achilles was just a guide/fire/cable.

The Siren's father, the River God, has been separated from the Siren for a long time.

Back in Hischark, Amplos snuggled into Dio's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

He also felt Amplos's unusual outburst of emotion, and a palpable outpouring of vulnerability. But what exactly is the reason, he did not ask.

The situation is getting more and more tense, Ares and Poseidon are ready to move, and Dio is always frowning, not knowing whether it is time to leave. Even if he didn't get close, for thousands of years, he could roughly guess Zeus's thoughts.

Thetis's plea to Zeus has been done. The Greeks would have been defeated without Achilles, and Agamemnon, who had humiliated him, put down his dignity and invited him to war. The prohibition of the participation of the gods was to help Thetis, and now there is no need for this prohibition to exist.

Sure enough, when the rooster crowed for the first time, Hermes knocked on his door, and after giving Amplos a good advice, he followed Hermes to Mount Ida, where Zeus temporarily stayed.

Pick a side, then help them fight and let the gods descend on the crowd to add to this great war.

Hera, the queen of heaven, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and the goddess of war, Hermes, the god of fire, the god of wind, and the messenger of the gods, chose Greece; Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, Ares, the god of war, Apollo, the god of the sun, and the goddess of the hunt chose Troy, and each god chose his own side.

There are only two gods left with no choice, one is the god of wine and the other is the god of the rivers.

Hermes looked at him in amazement, and he couldn't hide his shock when an ancient god he hadn't seen for hundreds of years suddenly appeared. The god of wine also looked at Scamander, the god of rivers on the tall and majestic bank, and always felt that he felt a familiar breath in him, but he did not know where it came from.

The wife of the god of rivers is the muse of the goddess of art, and they have not appeared in front of people since they got married, and few people know where they are, and when they see the god of rivers, but they do not see the muse, some of them have very disappointed expressions.

In terms of talent, Athena is stronger than the Muse, in terms of beauty, Aphrodite is superior, and in terms of temperament, Hera is the best, but if combined, the Muse combines these three qualities and is a well-deserved first goddess.

If there had been a muse in the beauty of the competition, the golden apple would definitely fall into her hands, and the Trojan War would no longer exist.

The god of the river looked at the gods, and his deep voice spread through Mount Ida, "Troy." ”

In addition to the gods of the underworld, there was also the peace-loving Demeter, and all the gods came here, because it was the order of Zeus, and although the Muse did not come, her husband came, and he reluctantly said that he had passed.

Bacchus thought for a moment, offered the Dionysian staff, and held it high, "Greece." ”

Since Amplos admired Achilles so much, he didn't want to stand on the opposite side of that person, so that he wouldn't accidentally kill Achilles.

All the gods have chosen, and they each return to where they want to go, ready for the coming war in peace.

The turmoil of the days has been felt even by the underworld underground.

After hearing the earth tremble again, Pearl looked at Hades on the side, "God is also participating, aren't you going?" ”

Hades wiped the black sword in his hand and replied absentmindedly, "No." ”

Eyes turned away from Hades and landed on a pot of mint grass beside him. For more than a hundred years, no matter how busy Hades is, he will never forget to take care of this mint grass, and they all say that Hades is a cold god, Pearl can't help but sneer, he is not cold, but his enthusiasm is on others.

The more he looked at it, the more angry he became, Pearl stood up violently, his right palm forward, and swung out a strong divine power, but it was easily dissolved by Hades.

Pearl's divine power is growth, Hades' divine power is dissolution, and Hades can dissolve everyone's divine power, so Zeus asked him to take care of the Tartarus Hell and prevent the Titans inside from coming out.

Pearl was startled for a moment, stepped forward directly, and like a human, he made a gesture to smash the mint grass. Hades stood up and stopped her with a frown, "What are you doing again!" ”

Shaking off Hades's hand fiercely, anger surging in his heart, Pearl felt funny, but the words he said were yin and yang, "You think I'm making trouble?" Hades, I've endured it for two hundred years, and for people, three lives have passed, if you love her so much, why did you bring me here, why did you marry me? Isn't she always there for you! ”

The first time he saw Pearl hysterical, Hades didn't react, and his calm eyes made Pearl even angrier.

"Yes, you were blinded by the arrows of the little Eros. But aren't you awake now? Divorce me, send me back to my mother, and this qiē is over. As she spoke, Pearl began to cry, crying and laughing, grievances and sorrows erupted together, and the sad feeling made her sad to death, "Why are you trapping me here, for your face, or to punish me, two hundred years!" I've really had enough! Hades, you will pay the price, the price of deceiving me and making me miserable! ”