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

"Please wait."

The white-haired girl turned her head, and she saw a god chasing her not far away. She felt that she was already walking relatively slowly, and there was probably only one god who could still go so hard.

Hephaestus.

She stood still and let him catch up.

Vulcan still looked haggard and silent, holding his hammer in his hand, and the girl smiled, "Do you want to be together? I remember that there are indeed some ores in the mountains."

"Please follow me to the Caucasus Mountains." Hephaestus said softly.

There was a trace of bewilderment in the girl's eyes.

"We have to go there." Hephaestus gasped, and pointed to the ring on the girl's hand, "It was forged in the Caucasus Mountain, and it can only be destroyed in the Caucasus Mountain."

There was obvious surprise in the girl's eyes.

"Huh?" She asked in confusion, and Vulcan grabbed her wrist, "When the Supreme God is immersed in the joy of victory, please follow me."

"We don't have much time."

For some reason, there was a powerful determination in the eyes of the weak and indecisive young man in the past.

"It's not necessary." The girl said softly, "It's not heavy anyway."

"I'm a dull person." Hephaestus said, "I don't know what to give you."

He made that thing, and he knows how hard it will be to carry it.

"I would be grateful if you gave me a lighter pot." The girl murmured, and was dragged by the young man onto the magic horse and galloped away.

"The gods don't think such a pot is too heavy." Hephaestus said, "I won't say anything, and you can't hide those things from me."

This ring was continuously drinking her power. All the gods thought that Zeus was generous, but they didn't know what this ring represented.

However, this young girl never kept her expression on her face, and even the tip of her eyebrows never showed pain.

The god horse shuttled through the clouds, and tall mountains appeared in front of her. The girl couldn't help but flinch. She really remembered some bad memories. She couldn't help covering her abdomen with her hands, feeling her mouth I tasted blood.

Regardless of whether she gave in or not, those nightmares were still deeply seared in the depths of her mind, and it was inevitable that they would come to her at such a time.

Vulcan walked quickly, pulling her wrist to force her to follow. He knew that time was short. Although Zeus was very busy with this ring, he would feel it when it broke.

He became more and more anxious, but couldn't help but couldn't stop talking.

"You know my story." Hephaestus said, and the girl nodded, "I have always felt that there is no happiness in the world. My biological parents despised me, and the gods thought I was a boring person. , never communicated with me."

"I guard the volcano and work day and night to build magic weapons and palaces for them." Vulcan said, "I made so many things one by one."

"Although I have done a lot of things, I always feel empty in my heart." He said softly.

The girl kept looking at his face with gentle and calm eyes.

"I love the gift you gave me." He smiled. "It's the best thing I've ever received in my life."

"Speaking of it, I remember you said that after a king gains power, he must slaughter his heroes."

Hephaestus said that his eyes no longer had fear or atrophy, but became bright and clear, "When his power reached its peak, maybe we, the Twelve Gods, should respect him more, right?"

"Those who don't respect him enough, or threaten him, or he finds them useless, will definitely be dismissed."

Hephaestus said quickly, he grabbed the girl's hand, carefully fixed it on the tool, and pressed a thin chisel into the gap between the flesh and the ring to ensure that he would not would be excessive.

Then he picked up the hammer.

"Tell me, what does it feel like to be free?" Hephaestus said, sparks burst out, illuminating his face, "I'm curious."

"Aphrodite's child falls in love with the one he likes, and then the girl goes to great lengths to find him, is that freedom?" Hephaestus asked, before dropping another hammer.

"Ares lives unscrupulously, is that freedom?"

Hephaestus asked, and the hammer fell accurately, and the hard ring trembled and let out a whine.

The girl looked at him and thought for a while.

"Can a person like me be free?" Hephaestus asked.

He dropped the hammer again, and the ring made a crisp sound, almost splitting a gap.

"I don't even know, but when I was doing this, I felt like a stone was lifted from my chest. What does it feel like?" he asked.

He poured the icy water of the Caucasus Mountains, and the ring finally failed and burst open.

The shackles given by him were finally broken by himself on this day.

"Please leave quickly." Hephaestus said softly, "I can finally say this to you."

The girl looked at his face and smiled.

"Thank you," she said.

She moved her wrist slightly and felt something warm flowing back.

"I feel very happy now." Hephaestus said softly, "I should thank you."

"I feel like I haven't been this happy for a long time." He suddenly laughed loudly, and the clouds in the sky trembled as he laughed, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing like a waterfall.

"To be honest, this is the happiest thing in my life." He said with a smile, "Even in Tartarus, I will wake up with a smile."

Even in Tartarus, Hephaestus thought, even when he went to Tartarus, he felt light and his heart beat.

This is what freedom feels like.

Typhon couldn't help laughing loudly, "You are really interesting, you will feel very happy living here."

Vulcan played with the stones on the ground and looked at the blazing karmic fire, "I don't know, I may have some kind of fever."

"But did Zeus actually send you to this kind of place?" Typhon said with a smile, "Tell me, what new things happened."

"How can there be so many new things under the sun." Hephaestus laughed, "But like every monarch, it has just entered the next stage."

"But it's true that he's mad at me," Hephaestus said. "As you know, the King of Gods always gets, when it comes to that goddess."

Typhon picked up a stone and threw it out, "That's it." He curled his lips dissatisfied with the magma splash he made.

"That woman really deserves to be the most dangerous thought prisoner in the world. When she stayed here, I also had the illusion that I was free." Typhon said with a smile, "It's that kind, although the body is trapped here, But the heart seems to have become something light and fluffy, overlooking everything, feeling the breath of wind and water."

"Probably so," Hephaestus said.

"But you should be considered a victim." Typhon suggested with a smile, "You can try to write some repentance letters and go back."

"No." Hephaestus said, "I have to go to work when I go back. There is nothing happy about it. I don't want to go to work."

"Going to work, why not just squat here, I also take care of the food here." Typhon quickly said that I retracted my proposal, you can pretend that I didn't say it, thank you.

The two prisoners laughed loudly at the same time. Their shadows were projected on the stone wall by the blazing karmic fire, and they appeared to be a bit bigger than when they were in the heavenly court.

"I've been busy with work." Hephaestus said, "I haven't seen the sun rise or set much, and I haven't felt the wind and water."

He turned his head and looked at the boiling magma, "Even as a Vulcan, he didn't even feel the deflagration of sparks carefully."

"It's really a major dereliction of duty."

The white-haired girl had already climbed over the high mountains, and a wider land spread out in front of her. She raised her head and looked at the sky, even Zeus' elves couldn't reach here. She combed her hair carefully with a comb, Let it turn a light pale gold, she has already changed into warm clothes, looking like the locals, she filled the water jug ​​by the river, sealed it, and put it in the backpack.

She raised her hand, a butterfly landed on her finger, the field in front of her was full of blue cornflowers, the river in the distance slid past smoothly like brocade, and the white-headed snow mountain was left behind by her , she turned her head and saw the beautiful clouds swimming like giant whales from above.

She unfolded the map, this is the distance that Apollo's map did not mark, but now she stepped on this land.

As she had expected in her childhood, she finally went to a farther place in the distance.

A bird flew over her head with a crisp sound. The forest in the north had a different feeling. Layers of fallen leaves provided a soft and heavy touch. Some mushrooms topped the dead leaves, and she picked them up. , looked at it carefully in his hand, sniffed it, and then took a bite.

"It seems to be poisonous." The girl expressed remorse, but luckily she would not die.

She cut off the leaf with a knife and put it in the book, preparing to give it to someone as a souvenir someday.

She walked towards the hinterland of the plain, and a strange elf with transparent wings answered her question about directions, and she had successfully passed the farthest eyeliner of Zeus.

Swear to God, she didn't hurt the elves, she just knew they were born to drink.

So they opened an altar and put it there, and then they all passed out drunk, and she walked through it smoothly.

How many times have I been drinking and making mistakes, and it is really difficult for the gods to learn the wrong lesson.

The girl raised her head high, feeling the breath of the wind, discerning the direction, and started her wandering.

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