You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

"Lord Moros." The goddess of revenge nodded slightly, passing by the black-clothed god of fate.

"His complexion doesn't seem very good." One of them said softly.

"Isn't his face always the same?" Another said, "Isn't there not enough things to do, and he cares about that guy's face?"

The three goddesses stopped involuntarily, and looked back at Moros's face together.

The gloomy God of Destiny chose to pull down the brim of the hood.Walked over as if he didn't hear it.

At first, the Three Fates felt that this boss must be difficult to get along with.

Turns out he's okay, generally doesn't criticize your ideas too much, and of course he shows indifference to most things in the world.

Including the fact that the goddess they felt had an affair with this adult entered, Moros still did not express any attitude, as if he had never known anyone called Prometheus.

This guy really has a heart of stone.

"What are you looking at me for?" Moros said, his voice serious with a hint of disapproval.

"No, no, I mean, there seems to be some new building over there." The Nemesis pointed to his back.

Moros looked over.

"Oh, that." He said calmly. "It was built by Lord Tartarus. He said that if you keep making such noise, he will let you go in and calm down."

"Are we noisy?" The three goddesses said dissatisfied at the same time, "Isn't it built for you?"

In the entire hell, the most unpopular god, if there is a pottery exile method, the one who packs up and leaves tomorrow must be Lord Moros.

No friends, not sociable, and poorly managed stuff.

But there are indeed no sunny and lively people in their hell.

The new Pluto gave up on himself after drinking for three days.In other words, he accepted his fate and added a new member to the army of hell's bad faces.

Nemesis originally thought that newcomers might change the atmosphere here, but now it seems that she really overthinks it. The atmosphere here is bottomless, no matter who comes, they will be completely assimilated.

To put it in a good way, it means to be dedicated and serious, but to put it in a bad way, it means to lose your smile and not chat much.

After all, the environment is indeed not very good, with three layers of iron walls, living deep underground, and an ever-burning karmic fire.

Moros didn't continue to pay attention to the chatting of the three goddesses, he walked all the way down to the deepest palace.

"The great Lord of the Abyss, Lord Tartarus, what can I do for you?"

The door opened and he walked in.

Moros, in his youth, was an unlovable boy, whose duties were natural and most dreadful, representing a destiny of irresistible force.

Therefore, gods of the same age generally would not play with him.

He decided at that time that he didn't need friends anymore. Although it was childish to think so, the god of fate should not be partial.

So he learned to fish alone, pick apples alone, and watch the rain drip from the leaves alone.

One day he met a little girl, a little girl in a beautiful white dress. She was the daughter of Iapetus, the jewel in the palm of the goddess Themis. At that time, she seemed to have just learned to walk not long ago. Like a poor chick.

The little girl put her hands behind her back and looked up at his face.

"I heard you can fly." The girl said with a smile.

"No." Moros refused bluntly.

"So where did you get your apples?" the girl asked curiously.

"Would you like an apple?" Moros asked reluctantly.

"Yes." The girl said brazenly.

"You can ask your brother to pick it for you." Moros remembers her brother being strong and tall.

"Alas," the girl said angrily, "he said you could fly, so now there are no more apples."

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Moros asked. "I will eat you."

The girl shook her head, and Moros felt helpless, so he took out an apple from his pocket and patted the girl on the head, "Okay, you have an apple now, you can go."

The girl took a bite of the apple, and then showed a satisfied smile, "I just said, you will definitely not eat mine."

"Mom, you see I succeeded." The girl said with a smile, and Moros saw the goddess Themis standing not far away, looking at herself apologetically.

Moros managed to force a smile.

Then he was stalked by this little girl.

At that time, Moros only thought that this was not bad. It was a bit too lonely to be alone. This girl was well-behaved and smart, and she was cute, so he acquiesced that she would always appear strangely by his side.

One day, Lord Gaia asked himself to chat and asked Moros if he planned to marry a wife before returning to hell after he became an adult.

"I think the Goddess of the Ocean is very good." Gaia suggested, "If you like the Goddess of the Stars, it is also a good choice. This kind of beautiful and gentle goddess can add luster to the underworld."

"Married?" Moros fell into thought for a moment, "Marriage means being together and having children?"

"Yes," Gaia said with a smile, "so do you have a favorite goddess?"

"I feel that your child is not familiar with anyone, maybe you can try to socialize." Gaia said.

Moros thought for a moment.

"May I marry the daughter of Iapetus, if I must marry?" he asked.

Gaia was slightly taken aback.

"How do you think of marrying her?" Gaia asked.

"Because I only know her," Moros said honestly. "I think she's a very nice girl."

Gaia thought for a while, and Mother Earth picked up the spices and gently put them in the incense burner. Moros knew that this was divination, and she planned to predict whether she and the girl would be happy in the future.

The two puffs of smoke were entangled with each other, but for a moment, something strange seemed to happen, and Gaia's face changed slightly, "That girl, she is going to choose her own authority soon."

"You must watch Lord Chaos' door." Gaia said softly, "If you really like her."

Prophecies have always been unpredictable, and Moros didn't know what this meant, so he faithfully followed Gaia's warning and stood guard at Lord Chaos' door that day.

Moros thought a lot that day, what should he say to that girl, I plan to marry you when I grow up, this kind of words sound very blunt.

Yet he did intend to do so.

That girl probably won't refuse, she doesn't seem to have any other suitors.

Moros thought back and forth, ignoring that it was already dusk, but the girl hadn't come yet?

He turned around, pushed open the door, and saw Chaos who was laughing.

"Lord Chaos?" Moros was slightly taken aback, "Why are you laughing?"

"Because I met a very interesting little girl." Chaos couldn't help laughing out loud, "It's really interesting."

Moros just felt angry that day, but at that time he didn't know what strange direction his fate had turned.

That girl, not long after, she ran away from home.

Didn't say hello to anyone.

including him.

Standing in the girl's room, he found that she had left everything there, not even a change of clothes, and he felt a sudden palpitation.

What did she think of herself?

Is he her friend?

How stupid is it that I still want to marry this goddess as my wife when I grow up?

He sat in her room that day to welcome the sunset. The location of this young girl's room was not too good but not too bad. It had a big window, and she could see the rose-colored sunset. She planted some flowers and plants on the window sill, She was in good shape, and she had a small cabinet in which her jewelry was neatly kept.

She drew a lot of lines on the wall that she didn't know what they meant, but Moros soon discovered that they were drawn according to the sun's scale, which could tell her the current time.

He had never known this girl before.

But today she made him feel even more strange.

Prometheus, defected.

At first everyone thought it was just a girl's elopement, maybe she had some secret lover.

Only the goddess Themis was worried and didn't say a word, but soon, they chose the word defection.

She can pull out the fangs of vipers and crush lions underfoot.

The old king fell, and the new king was crowned.

He thought the girl's career was over, but he found that her fate was far from on the right track, and instead deviated more and more.

This girl is the fallacy in his horoscope in this life.

But now, he is tossing and turning over this fallacy.

"The great lord of the abyss, Lord Tartarus, the king of the gods indeed asked if you could take in this sinner."

Moros said respectfully, the god of the abyss closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"I didn't ask what he said, I'm curious about what you want to do." Tartarus said softly, "I heard something interesting from my sister."

A blush instantly appeared on Moros's pale face.

"My lord, how did you become interested in these things?" Moros asked.

"It's boring not being able to go out in the sun," said Tartarus, playing with a chess piece with his fingers.

"Well, that matter is true." Moros said softly, turning his face away, "I did tell Lord Gaia that I wanted to marry the daughter of Iapetus."

"I believe it is true." Tartarus said with a smile, and it is still impossible to say the name directly.

"I don't think about it now," Moros said.

Tartarus smiled for a while with an inexplicable smile, "I will send someone to report back to the king of the gods. I am very interested in this prisoner."