Chapter 50: The Fall of Olympus
The power itself was not at fault, it was the person who used it, under Persephone's incredulous gaze, who was later burned alive by the flames. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}
And Hades watched everything quietly, his face still as calm as water as the deep starry sky, without the slightest emotion.
"Don't you feel the slightest bit of anger?" El looked at Hades with some peculiarity, the king of Hades was suppressed in Greek mythology, but there was not the slightest anger. His deep mind and strong force are the best of the three brothers.
"You're wondering why I didn't go to war, are you?" As if sensing El with some doubtful eyes, Hades spoke slowly.
"Even if his wife dies in front of his eyes, a man who is cold and silent, is really ruthless and terrible." Elle clenched his sword behind his back, his words full of ridicule.
"There is no need to be sarcastic, the new god Elcid, the marriage of politics is just the necessity of the maintenance of the god system, and I did not pay the price of my life because of the daughter of a marriage." Hades' taunts were pointless, and he never stepped beyond Hades, showing his neutrality.
"What made you betray your brother, Hades." Elle asked sharply, as if he felt sorry for Zeus for having such a brother.
"There is no need to use the senseless agitation method anymore, the new god Elcid, who has never been loyal, how can he betray it, this kind of battle between the people on earth and the gods in the sky has nothing to do with me on the ground." Hades has remained silent since the Greek gods appeared in the world, and even when war has already occurred, he has been watching from the other side.
El originally thought that the other party was going to appear at the last moment, so as to reverse the disadvantage of the Greek gods. But now it seems that this is not the case at all, because he does not seem to have the intention of participating in this battle from the beginning to the end.
"Looks like you're not your average ruthless, Hades." Hades's figure slowly walked towards the depths of Hades, not so much a noble god-king as a prison guard.
After the three brothers defeated the Titans, Zeus imprisoned his fathers in Tartarus, the Endless Abyss, known in the East as the ruins of the Ruins, and Hades, the most powerful of them all, took on the role of guarding them.
As for the so-called lord of Hades, the ancient god Erebos and the dark goddess Nyx are hermits in the dark hell, and the earth is also under the jurisdiction of Gaia, so Hades, the god king, is very aggrieved.
But even so, Hades did not abandon his duties, but if he said how much he had feelings for Zeus, I am afraid that Hades himself did not believe it, the most typical is Dionysus, the god of wine, who was actually booked by Zeus as his successor.
Damn, it was a child born of his wife's fornication with Zeus, and Hades had always turned a blind eye to Zeus's fornication with his wife. After all, this kind of thing abounds in Greece, but this is before marriage. Persephone is his queen!
"I will not meddle in the struggle between the gods and humans, and I hope you will not set foot in my territory." Hades cared neither about Zeus's plans nor about human thoughts.
Looking at Hades's figure slowly disappearing into the darkness, El looked at the gate of Hades like a giant mouth of the abyss, and a strange chill rushed to his heart.
A brilliant flame scattered, and El's figure disappeared in front of the gates of Hades.
The vicious Hellhound shook his large, complicated head and fell into a deep sleep again.
"One step off, good alertness." A sigh came from behind the gates of Hades, and an angry look suddenly appeared on Hades' normally calm face, but it suddenly disappeared.
"Don't be angry, little one? I still don't see these territories, and I'll give them back to you now. There was a chuckle, and an angry roar came from the depths of hell, then fell silent.
Above the ground, the war between man and God is nearing its end.
The ancient god was shot down by the newborn man, Zeus's sharp blade pierced through his chest, and the fierce man hugged Zeus tightly from behind.
"My father, it's time to atone for your sins!" Kratos slaughtered the entire Olympian Protoss, even if all the heroes combined did not show the power of this one, this is his fate, the madman who kills the gods.
"Rebel!" Zeus roared, and the purple thunder slashed at Kratos' sturdy body, but although these thunderbolts were very destructive, Kratos with a war blade was like an undead ghost, suppressing Zeus in the middle of his swing.
"Why destroy Mount Olympus, you are also the heir of the gods, and you have also ascended to the position of the god of war, why are you so stupid?!" Zeus didn't understand Kratos' attachment at all, didn't God care about his own glory and majesty?
Mortals, ants with a lifespan of no more than a hundred years, will only pass away with dust in the end, leaving no trace in this world, why do they cling to the identity of human beings, why do they want to be enemies of their relatives!
"Because it's only when I'm human that I feel alive!" Kratos's mind is as strong as steel, and he has not wavered in the slightest, his strong body is scarred, but his indomitable fighting spirit is still brilliant.
This fighting spirit made Zeus dumbfounded, and he couldn't understand what Kratos was fighting for?
"If you don't want to be a part of the gods, then you should die." The Staff of Thunder invites the heavens, and the ancient god of thunder symbolizes the most primitive fear and worship of human beings.
"Do you still think that the times are stuck in primitive society? Damn old guys. "The battle between father and son was bloody. With an arrogant smile, Kratos is unstoppable, and the brave are fearless.
"Mortals ought to be feared, and deserve to be humbled and prostrate to the ground, fools, and being in the company of mortals is your greatest weakness." Zeus's beard was all open, and under the reflection of thunder, the whole person returned to the world like an ancient giant god.
The blood-red fighting qi soared into the sky and collided violently with the thunder all over the sky, and suddenly, everything was silent, and it seemed that only the huge figures of the god of war and the god of thunder were left in the world.
"Kill!" The spurting killing intent, the golden blood all around, the rain poured down, and the body of the thunder god stood still, but the breath of life had long since disappeared.
"Farewell, my noble and filthy father." Kratos struggled to his feet like a bloody man, and he won again.