[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

When I pushed open the heavy carved door----the colorful light swayed in front of my eyes.

Elizabeth Bathory's bedroom is full of gemstones of various colors: opal, pearl, emerald, ruby ​​and amber are flowing with fire and luster under the high candlelight.And the layered costumes of fur, brocade, velvet, meandering aside, all kinds of luxurious and dazzling gold and silver threads.

The owner of the bedroom is lying in a white porcelain bathtub, with bright red blood overflowing the rim, and four or five blood-stained girls are lying dead on the side. Their motionless bodies seem to be integrated with this bathtub, and the ancient Rome that adorns it sculpture.

The countess stood up proudly from the blood—she had flawless skin all over her body, and blood beads rolled down from the towering place, dyeing the originally white breasts into a light pink.This is really the ultimate line of the human body----

I panicked and looked at the young man beside me—the golden saint is also a human man...

Fortunately, no blush.The hatred and anger in Sisyphus' eyes did not diminish at all, as if what was displayed in front of his eyes was not a beautiful limb, but a mass of evil and dirty flesh and blood.

"Am I beautiful?" Elizabeth Bathory murmured to herself as if no one was there, and she went straight to a wall in the room, pulled the tassel, and a huge crystal figure-eight mirror revealed her full face from behind the velvet curtain.

The light of jewelry, costumes and candles is refracted even more dazzlingly by the mirror.However, all of us have seen that Elizabeth Bathory in the mirror is a pale middle-aged woman, and her deep black eyes are full of fear and anxiety.

The woman looked at herself in the makeup mirror, and suddenly covered her face and howled.

Elizabeth Bathory outside the mirror is smiling proudly, her black eyes are slanted, and she doesn't know whether she is looking at us or at the other end of the mirror—the real past events.

Scenes of the past are staged behind the mirror--the newly married girl proudly tries on one after another, the mature lady is embracing her lover, her face is shining brightly, until she begins to age and start Lonely, and her temper is getting more and more irritable——In the mirror, Elizabeth Bathory angrily slapped the maid who pulled out a hair of her own, and the blood sprayed on her hideous face, and her anger burned in her pupils. After calming down, his expression was pale and hopeless.

"God, give me youth, I don't want my beloved to see my old face when he comes back."

Behind this woman kneeling alone in front of the mirror, muttering words, a charming light flashed, and a shadow appeared—a girl with a sweet appearance stepped out of the mirror.The girl has green pupils and a mysterious and charming smile on her face - this is the illusionist, Phantasos.

She smiled and put her arms around the lonely countess from her shoulders, and licked her earlobe. "God... heard it."

He held up the Countess's extremely well-maintained, slender hands like white wax.He stroked the family crest ring on her finger. "You have wealth and power, so youth...isn't it within your reach?"

I turned my head to look at Sisyphus—his expression was exactly as I expected: full of hatred for such gods, full of repressed anger——the gods are so unscrupulous in causing harm to the world!

Could it be that Athena is a pure and flawless kind of lover?I thought angrily.

But right now, God’s straightforward words of temptation to human beings have clearly fallen into our ears: “My dear lady, I can help you realize the wish you have been begging for so much.”

Phantasos raised his fingertips, and a drop of bright red blood appeared in the air, floating slightly like a radiant coral bead. "Give you a drop, the blood of a noble virgin goddess in Olympia, and show you a miracle--"

She dipped her finger in the blood bead, and wiped it on Elizabeth Bathory's cheek----the moment the blood bead penetrated, the aging face suddenly became radiant, and the youthful skin was restored, like the best Full satin luster.

"The miracle of the virgin goddess blooms a youthful and beautiful flower, but this flower needs to be watered with the pure blood of the world."

Phantasos stroked the countess's cheek, and Chunchun induced, "Doesn't any ordinary human take the lives of plants and animals in order to maintain their lives? Noble lady, what's the problem with nourishing yourself with virgin blood? ?”

"And as long as enough virgin blood is offered, a beautiful goddess will wake up from her deep sleep. She has black hair and black eyes, she is high above the sky, but she is full of raging love and obsession... No matter what, no matter the price, I have to see her." My beloved man." Phantasos said meaningfully, "My dear lady, how can God not fulfill such a wish?"

Hearing this, Elizabeth Bathory's eyes in the mirror revealed frenzy.

Outside the mirror, her eyes were also as bright as morning stars, but she sighed, "I am already the most beautiful goddess in the world, why hasn't he come back to see me?"

The cruel truth unfolded in that space: the white feet on the bedroom floor carelessly stepped on the blood, and after such a frenzied killing, Elizabeth's final day came: all the windows and doors of this gorgeous room were blocked with bricks and stones, and she was sentenced Spend the rest of my life in the dark with jewels and clothes——when the last ray of light is about to disappear, the countess, who still has youth and beauty, clings to the huge mirror on the wall, and bites her wrist fiercely.

Blood flowed down the snow-white arms that could no longer be seen.Accompanied by the sound of dripping blood, a bright red coral bead emerged from the darkness, with a fleeting gleam of blood, and sank into the mirror.

This drop of the precious blood of the virgin goddess returned to the hands of the underworld after a full circle.Because of a drop of divine blood, Elizabeth Bathory's last obsession persisted, and she is still entrenched in the city of illusions.

Everything is crystal clear.

The gold saints have no interest in exploring the Countess' obsession with love. She committed such a crime, trampled on others regardless of her life, and became a tool of the underworld----

Sisyphus said angrily at the beautiful and sad skin, "You have insulted the most beautiful word in the world, the word love—the ugly obsession, and perish together with this city of illusions!"

El Cid raised his right hand and swung the holy sword towards the mirror. With the golden light flashing, the soaring energy pierced my face, um, my cheeks and eye sockets were a little stinging.

With a sound, a rift opened from the mirror--Elizabeth Bathory screamed--would the mirror shatter?

A piece of debris fell, and a cloud of black mist immediately emerged from the gap. The mist was like a thin cloth wrapped in a constantly struggling and turbulent shape, all kinds of terrifying shapes——

This is----

In the next moment, the thin cloth was torn, like a monster emerging from the belly of a pregnant woman, all kinds of ferocious beasts and ugly monsters that only appeared in horror dreams, rushed out of the mirror like a thunderbolt!Come roaring!

This is the power of horror and fantasy!

It turns out that there is another god of dreams hidden in the barrier, the power of horror and nightmares of Ikeros!

This is not uncommon—the four gods of fantasy can actually have me in you and you in me.It's just that the illusion castle is not so easy to destroy.because……

I stared at the golden wings of Sisyphus, blocking the strange rampage of those nightmares, and then he opened his bow and arrows.

With a whoosh, the golden arrow pointed directly at the spot on the mirror that was just cracked, and the golden light pierced into the crack, like a ray of sunlight showing its edge, turning the hideous and ugly dream monster into ashes.

Elizabeth Bathory also screamed and disappeared.However, the city of illusion is still towering, I can still see a few bloody corpses next to the bed, the final scene of the girls who died tragically, and the fearful soul is still trapped here.

How to do?

We looked at the mirror——even if it was shot by a golden arrow, it was not shattered, and the cracks gradually began to recover, but the luster became dark and dull.

Only the arrow is reflected in the mirror, showing a golden passage, leading to no one knows which space.

Sisyphus stared at the other end, "Illusion...an illusion...everything in the city is an illusion, and it also condenses the deepest horror."

Turning his head again, looking at the horrified and terrifying expression on the face of the slaughtered girl with compassion in his eyes, he realized and said, "So, among the Oneiroi under the command of the sleep god Shupros, the illusionist lures humans into obsession and becomes an accomplice of the underworld. Bloody killings, horror and phantasms grow on it like maggots attached to bones, absorbing the power of fear. To completely break the illusion barrier, we have to clear the power of horror and phantoms together!"

That's right.must attack simultaneously.

Sisyphus thought for a while, and said to El Cid, "Stay here, if you feel my small universe explode in the space in the passage, it means that I am shooting a golden arrow to destroy the horror dream, and you can wave it at the same time." Take out the holy sword and destroy this mirror."

Alcid nodded.Then, he pointed at me again, "What about him?"

Sisyphus had a troubled expression - did he want to keep me outside?look at this posture ----

I snorted coldly in my heart and made a plan at the same time.

I sighed, and said proactively, "Sisyphus, you must be careful, I'll stay here----" As I spoke, I walked slowly towards the mirror, resting my chin on one hand, as if I wanted to see the path on the mirror carefully .

"I'll stay outside--" Sisyphus listened to me, showing a slightly relieved expression, and said, "Minos--"

Before he could finish speaking, I changed my tone and said loudly, "It's absolutely impossible!" At the same time, I had already rushed into the mirror.

Ha ha.The horror fantasy space of Ikeros, here I come!

In the next moment, a figure rushed over, with powerful arms covering me from behind, "Minos!"

I lightly poked the golden wings that opened and protected me, "I've already stepped in, Sisyphus—don't even think about leaving me, it's useless if you get angry."

He let out a long breath from his chest, "Minos, you--"

Before I could finish this sentence, the golden road had disappeared, and the scenery around us suddenly became clear——belonging to Ikeros, the space where the power of phantoms extends and hides, appeared.

Sisyphus also understands that it is useless to talk too much. With the baptism of the Bloody Countess Castle, we looked around cautiously—the blue sky was reflected in the river, and a large piece of white platycodon bloomed on the verdant river bank. Flowers, sunny and flowing water, a rural scene.

Hmm... This place where fear and fantasy condense looks quite ordinary on the surface.

I looked at the neatly populated villages on the other side of the river and the ancient fortress standing on the hillside, smiled, and said to Sisyphus, "Let's go there."

Along the rough path, I watched the two rural girls who were walking towards me carrying buckets——I raised my brows.They were wearing waist-length short-sleeved tops and coarse cloth aprons, with flushed faces, and they were looking at Sisyphus and me with curious eyes—he was too conspicuous in his golden holy garment.

"What a magical armor. It must be a certain lord and his golden knight. They look so good! They must be of high status!"

"But why don't they have horses?"

Whispering voices came into my ears - knight?Too old-fashioned, have you read too many novels?This was popular hundreds of years ago.

However, when we came to the village, we looked at the clothes of men, women and children here, and witnessed their outdated living conditions: the boys in the village played simulated spear competitions on horseback and the game of conferring knights, young girls While working, they chatted about their favorite topic: how handsome and mighty the lord of the castle is, every girl in France admires him.

It seems that this fantasy space is located in France.lord?

In this seemingly peaceful and tranquil village, I, as a traveling nobleman, inquired about the lord of this place.

The villagers in the country are very kind to the nobles. They told me that the castle in the distance is called Tiforge Castle.The lord is Baron Laval, a well-known general, the French marshal who led the army to defeat the British army. He has such a high status that he can even use the lily flower representing the French royal family on his coat of arms.

Britain and France at war?Have played for more than 100 years?The Marshal of France, the baron's name is Guildrey?

Hearing this, Sisyphus and I looked at each other, and he also understood——as the successor to the position of the Pope, how could he not be familiar with human history.

This fantasy space actually constructed the world of the Hundred Years War between Britain and France 300 years ago!And the source of the power of terror is this Baron Gilderrey!The horrible things he did are also well-known in later generations, and Elizabeth Bathory, like two bloody poppies in the dark history of mankind.

However, according to the villagers, Baron Gildrey only finished his military career this year, and judging by the leisurely attitude of the villagers, there has never been any missing persons nearby.

----Because Sisyphus shot a golden arrow and tore open a gap in this terrifying fantasy space, so we came before everything started and before the power of terror gathered.

The author has something to say:

Elizabeth corresponds to false appearances and horrible dreams.

The theme of Ikeros' horror and fantasy is Gildera and Joan of Arc.

As for the theme of the shaper, it must be Cesare.hero dream.