Not interested in paying attention to how Prometheus took care of newborn humans, Adros and Hecate quietly returned to Olympus. Unlike the gods, they had no interest in the banquet. The two began to study the mysterious power in Hecate.
This kind of power is somewhat similar to divine power, both are related to blood, but they are completely different. Divine power comes from the bloodline of the creator god Chaos, and all his descendants can obtain this power. It has no specific external form, and its power can only be reflected when it is used. This kind of power that only the gods can perceive is generally hidden in the body of the gods. Once the body of the gods is lost, the gods will also lose their authority.
But Hecate's newly discovered power was different. She could feel that it was a kind of cool power that came out from time to time, wandered around her body, and then grew stronger.
It's just that this kind of power seems to be in conflict with the divine power. Only by temporarily suppressing the divine power will it slowly grow stronger.
After many attempts, the two finally came to the conclusion that this is a kind of power that comes from the blood and is displayed through the soul, and can continuously grow the soul.
"Tell me, where does this power come from?" Adros tried it in his body for a long time, but he still couldn't feel the existence of this power.
Hecate thought for a while and suddenly exclaimed: "Could it be your long black arrow that caused it? During this period, the only special item I have come into contact with is your long black arrow."
Hearing this, Adros took out the sun-shooting arrow from the space, examined it carefully, and handed it to Hecate after finding nothing.
"It's really it." As soon as Hecate touched the long arrow, she found that the mysterious energy in her body had changed, and it increased a lot in an instant.
But after a while, she realized that it couldn't grow anymore, so she had no choice but to hand it back to Adros, muttering incessantly: "It's really disappointing, it's just a little bit more. It seems I can only improve it slowly by myself." .”
This made Adros depressed. As the nominal owner of the sun-shooting arrow, he could not benefit from this long arrow. However, Hecate only touched it once and was able to gain special power. Happy.
But this also made him understand that Hecate's power was probably similar to witchcraft, and was induced by it. This itself is a power manipulated by the soul and can also act on the soul. However, apart from obtaining the witch blood, Adros has no way to use witchcraft. Currently, he cannot give Hecate any guidance, so he can only give up and let Hecate do her own research first.
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After the new humans were born, Prometheus taught some basic abilities and found that he alone could not take care of hundreds of thousands of humans. Although these new humans do not have infants or old people, they are all young men and women, but their strength is limited. Prometheus is exhausted just from driving away beasts and protecting their lives, let alone teaching other things. So he ran to his mysterious and wise father, the Titan god Iapetus, for help.
Iapitus originally liked humans very much. He and Prometheus spent a year traveling to every corner of this world. They experienced the Typhon Rebellion and still survived in the world. All human beings have been found.
Those humans who were able to survive from powerful monsters were at least protected by legendary warriors among humans. The purpose of Iapitus is to find these legends and even canonized warriors among humans.
He invited these warriors, made them kings among humans, and asked them to take the newborn humans to find a place to settle. As a result, a human city-building activity spread across the entire earth began with great vigor.
Those powerful human warriors, with their ignorant newborns, established city-states one after another in various suitable locations, either along the river, near the mountains, on the plains, or by the sea. And these warriors who were above legendary level became kings or nobles of city-states.
Iapitus still disliked the slow movement of these people and was worried that they would not be able to take care of them. He ran to Mount Olympus and persuaded the angry Zeus. Let Zeus agree to let the gods protect human city-states. As a deal, all human city-states must worship at least one temple of an Olympus god.
But in order to express his dissatisfaction with Prometheus, Zeus still refused to agree and gave fire to humans.
It was great to have this result, and Iapitus returned to the world with satisfaction. In this way, the newly built human city-state does not have to worry about the invasion of evil gods and beasts.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with Adros. The gods worshiped by those city-states are all qualified to participate in the Round Table Conference in Olympus, or they are gods as powerful as Gaia, the Earth Mother.
Only in Aphrodite's temple did Adros have a place, as Aphrodite's husband, enshrined by humans at the back. However, although many people came to offer sacrifices, almost no one cared about his identity or even his name.
"How many of them know that this god whose face is blurred is actually the husband of the beautiful goddess Aphrodite."
In a city-state called Paphos, the sea next to it is the place where Aphrodite was born. It can be said that this is the hometown of the god of love and beauty. Adros and Aphrodite swam arm in arm, Aphrodite holding his left arm, and he held Aphrodite's soft little hand in his. Adros teased as the two came to where Aphrodite's temple was.
Aphrodite rolled her eyes at Adros with a charming look. After two years of marriage, she was probably familiar with her husband. He was a person who didn't care about many things. From time to time, he would show up to something embarrassing or embarrassing. Leng Jun couldn't help but say this. But he is also a very serious person, which is clearly seen from the God King Zeus and the God of War Ares.
Unlike his brothers and sisters, Adros had never called God King Zeus his father for two years after coming to Olympus. He is not a very unemotional person, and his relationship with Apollo Artemis is excellent, which can be said to be a model of the relationship between gods and sisters. Aphrodite also asked Adros this question, and Adros just smiled lightly: "He doesn't regard me as his son, and I don't regard him as his father, so why are you shouting?"
As for Ares's problem, Aphrodite couldn't help but smile sweetly and helplessly every time she thought about it. Ares had always harbored evil intentions towards her, so Adros gave Hecate an order to beat him every time he saw her, unless he swore an oath on the River Styx that he would never think about Aphrodite again.
This is the day after the autumn harvest. People get up at dawn, put on their most beautiful clothes, support the old and the young, and rush to the temple from all directions. In front of the temple, they sang and danced, and inside the temple, they burned incense and worshiped.
Some people even go to the beach and throw bunches of bright flower branches into the blue water, expressing their feelings for this daughter of the sea, the embodiment of love and beauty. Not only did he lay flowers, he also muttered words, constantly telling her his strong love for Aphrodite.
Suddenly, the waves rolled and directly hit the man who was thinking about Aphrodite, leaving him in a panic.
Nestled against Adros, Aphrodite looked at the scene in front of her, and saw Adros's dark expression, and couldn't help but evoke an intoxicating smile.
Such a husband would be gentle to her, jealous of her, and protective of her. Very good. She was very satisfied, and her body unconsciously moved closer to him, feeling the warm morning sun coming together.
"Hey, it seems it's an unlucky time for me to come and interrupt your date."
A dignified and beautiful voice came, with a tone full of teasing.
Aphrodite felt a little embarrassed when she heard the voice. She was about to let Adros's hand go, but she was hugged tightly by him, so she could only give up and let him do whatever he wanted.
"Isn't this the Queen of Gods? Why, His Majesty the King of Gods, who is not in Olympus to raise the baby in peace and is watching us by the way, has free time to watch our husband and wife make love."
Adros's words were as strange as those of Adros. He looked at the goddess Hera coming slowly from a distance. Although she was already pregnant, her charming charm had not diminished at all.
Hera glared at him. She couldn't bear the sharp tongue of Leto's youngest son. When he talks to himself, he never cares about his face. Whether he is poking at his shortcomings or making explicit remarks, he has to say whatever he doesn't like to hear anyway.
Hera also understood that the god of roads and directions spoke like this to herself, probably in revenge for her pursuit of them.
"Hey, I want to see it too, but it's impossible to watch it like this." Hera sighed and frowned slightly, which made people feel distressed.
However, Adros didn't feel distressed. He looked at her and said calmly: "Tell me what you want to do with me. You won't come to me if you have nothing to do." Adros also understood this Queen of Gods. She was typical of having nothing to do. Don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall.
After hearing what Adros said, Hera's expression suddenly became serious: "I heard that you can cross the river of Styx, and even enter it?"
"Hey, the information is quite good. Where did you know it?" Adros glanced at her and teased.
"Where else, of course, is your old lover, Styx, the goddess of oaths." Hera said with a smile.
At this time, Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, who was listening to the two people talking, suddenly burst into laughter, and then kept holding her stomach, which made both Adros and Hera feel strange.
Adros was even wondering if Aphrodite was doubting the purity of his relationship with Styx. She shouldn't be. If she was doubting, she wouldn't be laughing out loud.
"You two are so funny. I feel like you should be mother and son. When you talk, your tone of voice is always the same, and it keeps changing."
"Who wants to be his son?"
"Who wants to be his mother?"
The exact same answer made Aphrodite laugh again.
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