The God of Beauty is the Treasure of the World and Cannot be Monopolize

Chapter 82: Adonis

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Rhea said: "I want to forget all the past and start a new life."

Aphrodite told her, "Your Highness, the only thing that can bring new life... is death."

The golden dagger pierced her peritoneum, Rhea looked at him dazedly, closed her eyes slowly, and sank to the bottom of the lake with her arms outstretched, she said softly: "You are right, only death can Bring new life…”

"I violated the taboo of the law, and my destination has long been doomed."

Aphrodite sank into the bottom of the river with her, and the Leth River swept them away, and then kept impacting the souls of the two. Aphrodite took the time godhead out of Rhea's body with the last memory, Then roughly swallowed it into the mouth.

Then he lifted up his long sleeves, and quickly wrote a line of words on his smooth arm with the indelible divine script.

At the last moment of Rhea's life, through the silver hair and stunning eyebrows of the indifferent God of Love floating in the river water, she softly said, "Aphrodite, I want to curse you—"

"One day you will regret your decision like I did."

"No god can always override fate."

Aphrodite looked at him deeply, and forgot everything under the impact of the river. The gem of Mnemosyne's power inlaid in the necklace on his neck was crushed by the river. The divine power and the divine power of Zeus that had been converted by the magic circle poured into the Leth River together.

Drinking the Lete River can make people or gods forget everything. The power of the goddess of memory and the power of the Lete River are the same, and her divine power can increase the power of the Lete River.

Under the impact of a large amount of divine power, the Lete River surged, and the river channel was directly expanded by two or three meters. Mnemosyne, who was passive and sabotage, was poured all over her face.

After a while, they briefly forgot part of their memory and looked at each other. They didn't know why they fell into the river, wiped their faces, and climbed from the river to the bank in a daze.

But the flow of the Lete River never stopped, and the stunning god who had forgotten his memory was sent out of the underworld by the downstream river through the dark river. After a long time, he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ever-swaying blue water waves in front of him. , frowning and closing his eyes, a string of bubbles spit out from his mouth.

Bright golden light overflowed from the god, and in the silent and dark lake, he was more holy than the bright moonlight in the night. He swung his legs and swam upwards like a nimble and swift fish. He jumped up with his gorgeous tail fin, broke through the water, and slowly landed on the shore.

He frowned and loosened the cuffs and belt, untied the robe and threw it away, and then used his divine power to condense a robe for himself to put on again.

During this process, the water stains on his body and hair also evaporated and dissipated.

When he was about to put on his robe, he caught a glimpse of a text on the inside of his arm out of the corner of his eye.

Although he had forgotten everything under the influence of the Lethe River, his knowledge and instinct did not seem to have been forgotten... It didn't seem right to say that, when he tried to think hard. His mind was blank, but when he saw that paragraph of text casually, he could naturally understand what the text represented.

What the divine text says is to let him use his divine power to slowly dissolve the influence of the Lethe River on him.

When all the water of the Leth River that covered his soul dissipated, he could restore all the memories.

Before recovering his memory, he needs to find a mountain forest to hide his name and avoid seeing the gods.

There is also a name engraved below, Aphrodite.

It seemed to be his name.

Aphrodite stood on the bank of the river, arranging her clothes slowly, with a slightly dazed expression. He pursed his lips and thought for a few seconds, then lifted his sleeves, and then gently wiped off the divine inscription on his arm.

After tidying up, he walked to a dry boulder not far away and lay down with his eyes closed. He seemed to be in a deep sleep but there was no obvious rise and fall of his chest.

According to the divine script on his arm, he kept running the divine power to wash his soul. But he may have soaked in the Lete River for too long, and there was no obvious effect after running for a long time, only a few hazy figures flashed in his mind.

However, Aphrodite was not anxious, and her mind was very calm. He thought to himself that since he had left a reminder for himself before losing his memory, he expected to see the memory loss itself.

Even if this is just one of several possibilities, he should have made corresponding arrangements and wait until he recovers.

Thinking of this, Aphrodite's mood became calmer. He closed his eyes, slowly feeling a little sleepy.

While half asleep, there was a sound of footsteps.

Aphrodite opened her light purple eyes, which were filled with gentleness and tranquility.

He turned his face sideways, and his loose eyes fell on the person who came, taking his face into his eyes.

The boundless darkness covered his eyes, it was chaos and an abyss.

In the distant center, a bright white spot of light broke through the heavy black mist, and then grew up, like a germinated seed, stretching out branches and leaves, clusters of anemones with six or seven white petals and yellow stamens It is the only pure white in the obscure and thick black mist.

Like an innocent born out of sin.

Aphrodite closed her eyes lightly, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and when she opened them again, the scene she saw before disappeared, replaced by a young man who came out from behind the tree.

Holding the tree with his hands, he showed his figure but never approached it. He just stood there and looked at Aphrodite with some hesitation in his eyes, as if he wanted to approach but didn't dare.

The young man was slender and slender, holding a longbow made of yew wood in his hand, his azure eyes were like a clear pool reflecting green shades, elegant and quiet.

His skin is as fine and white as snow, and his face is exquisite and perfect. His long dark green hair hangs down to his waist, and the end is tied with a thin red rope. His skin and long hair were glowing, and his delicacy and beauty were enough to dazzle the eyes and make people dazzled.

Seeing this delicate and beautiful young man like a flower, Aphrodite couldn't help but widen her eyes, and sat up with her arms propped up, looking at him seriously.

The pretty young man stared at Aphrodite intently, and after meeting his serious gaze with appreciation, his expression suddenly calmed down.

He walked to the boulder, half-kneeled and sat on the grass looking up at the boulder, looking up at Aphrodite, his voice was as clear as a tinkling spring under a moonlit night, and he said, "Hello, beautiful god. …I was born from the god of plants in this forest, my name is Adonis. May I have your name?"

"Adonis?" Aphrodite looked at the young man playfully, stretched out her hand to lift his chin, seeing his calm and confident appearance suddenly, many thoughts flashed in her heart.

When this young man saw him for the first time, he obviously looked anxious, but after sitting up, he suddenly became confident a few days later, walked up to him calmly, asked his name, and introduced himself...

The only change during the period seems to be that I sat up and showed him admiration

A flash of surprise flashed in Aphrodite's eyes, and she thought with some uncertainty: Could it be that his previous anxiety was all because he was afraid that his appearance would not be appreciated by me

After thinking of this, Aphrodite couldn't help but sneer, secretly laughing at herself for being narcissistic. The young man in front of me is exquisite in every way and flawed in every way. How could he care about my eyes and thoughts when he is so beautiful

—Aphrodite, who stood by the river for a long time without knowing what she looked like because of the loss of her reflection, had no self-knowledge.

Seeing that Aphrodite ignored him, Adonis urged him again, "You haven't told me your name yet?"

Aphrodite pondered, the emotion in his eyes was dark and difficult to understand. He looked at Adonis, looked at his delicate and beautiful face and focused gaze, and felt some subtle fluctuations in his heart. He said, "I forgot that I name… "

Aphrodite was talking, at least after the inscription on his arm was signed, he knew what his name was, and based on his intuition, he judged that other than 'Aphrodite' was his name.

But Aphrodite didn't want to tell the truth, after all he wanted to be 'incognito'. Although he had a good impression of this handsome young man, his defense did not decrease much.

But to his surprise, Adonis didn't have any doubts about his words, as if his memory loss was a very normal thing.

Adonis said kindly: "Then you choose a name for yourself, and let it become your new and unique life."

Aphrodite looked at him curiously, pursed her lips and smiled softly, and he asked, "Then do you have any good suggestions for me?"

Adonis' eyes looked very excited, and he said expectantly: "Then will you really refer to my opinion?"

Aphrodite looked at Adonis' stupid appearance, and wanted to tease him a little, so she deliberately showed hesitation and embarrassment and said, "Actually, I just said it casually..."

Adonis closed his mouth in embarrassment, and after glancing at him lightly, he fell silent.

But Aphrodite had an idea for a new name in his mind, and he said to Adonis: "I want to give my new name 'Yahweh'."

"Yahweh?" Adonis raised his head in surprise, his face was full of astonishment and strangeness, and he murmured: "'Yhweh' means the creator, the supreme ruler..."

He reminded vaguely: "Change your name, this name doesn't suit you."

Aphrodite frowned slightly: "But I think it's very good. The moment I said it, I felt that I should be honored by this name."

Adonis was speechless. He said in a tangled manner: "This name is too taboo. This name is above all the gods and the world. Only the god of creation can bear this name. Ordinary gods call themselves by this name." If you don’t, you will be labeled as an evil god and besieged by the gods.”

Aphrodite gently pinched his chin and asked in a low voice, "Then why don't you attack me?"

"I..." Adonis' eyes flickered slightly, and he avoided Aphrodite's gaze and replied, "Because my rank is very low, I am just a very ordinary third-class plant god, who is above me. There are too many gods on the Internet, so I didn't react for a while."

Aphrodite said thoughtfully: "Is that so..."

Adonis persuaded: "If you really like this name, you can use homonyms, such as Isaiah, Jehovah, Jeremiah, etc... You can choose whichever you like."

Aphrodite frowned and said, "But in this way, I can't let the gods who heard my name know the meaning of my name."

Aphrodite rubbed Adonis' chin with her fingertips, and said with a smile: "Unless you are willing to satisfy me and call me 'lord'. After I am satisfied with you, I don't care about other gods' thoughts, whatever you want Find a homonym to replace it."

Adonis blushed, and said in embarrassment: "No existence can make me bow my knees, you give up this idea!"

Aphrodite was surprised: "But didn't you say that there are many gods above you?"

Adonis was speechless and said vaguely: "I have always lived in this forest and never went out, so I just said it casually before, and I have never really shown a humble appearance in front of other gods..."

Aphrodite raised her eyebrows, and said irrefutably, "Why don't you get used to me first?"

Adonis pursed his lips stubbornly and ignored him.

Aphrodite looked at him with a smile, her expression was very calm and calm, and Adonis froze patiently.

After a while, the river that Aphrodite came up from suddenly started to move, constantly surging, as if it was about to erupt.

With a change of expression, Adonis pulled Aphrodite off the rock he was sitting on, and then pushed him into the woods, urging: "It's bad, the Lethe River is about to rise again, hurry up!" Go into the forest to hide, if you get wet with Lete water again, your amnesia may worsen."

Aphrodite remained silent, her eyes glanced at the constantly surging lake, her heart beat fast, as if an inexplicable connection protruded from the river, and she was connected with him, but I don't know if it was because of the tide Because of the reason, the connection he felt was intermittent, and he couldn't hear what the other end of the connection was talking to him at all.

Aphrodite asked: "Won't you go with me? Won't you send the influence of the Lete River?"

Adonis' eyes flashed slightly, and he said softly: "I have been guarding the Lete River, and I have a special way to deal with it."

Aphrodite glanced at him, pursed her lips, and said after deliberation, "I think there is something in that lake."

Adonis frowned and said: "You may not believe it, but there is actually a river monster in the Lete River. Wherever the river monster goes, there will be tides. It should be what you feel."

Aphrodite looked at him with a half-smile, feeling that Adonis was simply fooling him for being a fool again.

Adonis looked up at him faintly, lowered his head and said softly, "Master, can you leave first?"

Aphrodite was taken aback, a strange feeling rushed through his heart, he didn't even react, subconsciously asked: "What did you call me just now?"

Adonis pursed his lips and looked at him quietly, as if looking at a scumbag full of lies.

Aphrodite couldn't help laughing, and jokingly said, "I think Jehovah's name is also good, and it can also be my name."

Adonis moved his eyes to the forest, and Aphrodite said softly: "Why do you call me 'Lord', but I want to listen to you?"

He seemed to be complaining, but he obediently walked into the forest.

Seeing his figure disappear from sight, Adonis breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around, as if experiencing the change of light and darkness, his long dark green hair and azure eyes were covered by inorganic Covered in deep black, the soft facial lines became a little tougher. The white Heaton robe was covered by a black cloak, and the hood covered the upper half of his face.

Hard to influence, just turning around and changing the color of his clothes and hair, that beautiful young man who was as beautiful as a flower turned into the eerie god of the abyss. Countless darkness overflowed from him, shrouding the Leth River into the abyss .

The water of the Lete River returned to calm, and Narcissus' face was finally revealed on the calm lake.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Tartaros, and said angrily: "God of the Abyss, you actually imprisoned His Highness, aren't you afraid that His Highness will turn against you after recovering his memory?!"

Tartarus sneered, thinking of the arrogant guy who let him call him 'lord' before, he felt a little ashamed in his heart, but more of it was as sweet as a sweet fruit.

Tartarus thought that his decision to change his identity was the right one. Aphrodite certainly hadn't teased any other god like this before.

That kind of behavior should be considered teasing, right

A little smile couldn't help appearing on Tartarus' indifferent cheeks. Narcissus, who was ignored by him, was almost lost in anger. He said angrily, "Anyway, return your Highness to me quickly!"

"Give it back to you?" Tartarus chuckled and said, "You are his reflection, you belong to him, but does he belong to you? No, if that's the case, how can you say that he will be returned to you?"

Narcissus looked at him with a sneer, didn't speak, just looked at him with provocative eyes.

After the surface of the Lete River remained stable, Narcissus' state gradually stabilized, and then contact with Aphrodite was restored.

He doesn't explain who he is, but such a connection has confirmed just how close they are.

At this moment Aphrodite was listening to their exchanges and conversations.

Tartarus originally wanted to drive Narcissus away, but after seeing Narcissus' eyes, he was silent for a few seconds, then stopped again, and asked Narcissus, "Do you want to take him away?" Walk?"

Narcissus sneered and said, "I am the only one in this world who will not betray His Highness. Now His Highness has lost his memory. Except for me, I don't trust that His Highness in this incomplete state will be handed over to anyone."

Tartarus smiled, looked at him calmly, and said, "Perhaps in terms of loyalty, I am indeed inferior to you. But I will not hurt him. You may not trust me, but your thoughts are right." Is it important to me? You are always by his side as his reflection, then you should know that before he fought with Zeus and the others, he once told me that when he was in danger, let me I saved him. He put his life in my hands, and he trusted me more than you."

Narcissus wanted to defend himself, he wanted to say that His Highness did not leave him alone, but this reason could not argue against Aphrodite's trust in Tartaros.

Tartarus put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You only have loyalty better than me, but I am also his best friend. The friendship between us is not inferior to your loyalty. What else?"

"I am the God of the Abyss, one of the five primitive gods. I am different from the primitive gods like Gaia whose power has been divided. My power is always intact. I am powerful and have a high status. I can beat Aphrodite Well hidden, so that neither Zeus nor Gaia can find him?"

"Can you?"

Narcissus retorted weakly: "I can put His Highness into the mirror world..."

Tartarus said indifferently: "Then you are forced to appear in reality? You don't know what will happen to you after being caught by Zeus and the others, and Aphrodite also endured loneliness in the mirror world. After recovering her memory And bear the pain of losing you because of poor arrangements?"

Narcissus stopped talking, he pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were stubborn and full of helplessness.

Tartarus chuckled and said, "When Aphrodite was with me, although he couldn't touch anyone except me, at least I was with him, but in the mirror world, there was only him. "

"And I can bring some nymphs here to make this forest look like a real forest. Taking a step back, even if Aphrodite really doesn't like this place, I can still take him out, openly Walking in the realm of the gods. If Zeus and Gaia come to trouble him, I can just drive them away, but can you do it?"

Narcissus slowly closed his eyes, and Tartarus said indifferently: "That being the case, why do you think it would be better for you to take him away than to keep him by my side?"

"I believe that Aphrodite must have thought the same way before he lost his memory. For him, I was the best way out for him. Maybe he has other arrangements, but before I help him After that, those arrangements are useless. Because, I am his best choice."

Aphrodite said with a sigh during the connection: "This seems like a decision I would make."

Narcissus couldn't hold back, and cut off the contact with him rudely and simply.

"Leave, don't come here again until Aphrodite recovers his memory, he has me, he doesn't need you, and he doesn't need anyone." Tartarus said.

Narcissus' eyes were slightly red, he suppressed the tears from his eyes, and pretended to say calmly: "I understand... I will go. In fact, Your Highness told me about other things early on, and I also I didn't want to take him away from you. I just want to make sure that you really have no intention of harming His Highness."

Tartarus chuckled lightly, "Are you sure now?"

Narcissus looked at him quietly: "If you are willing to swear to the law that you will never hurt His Highness before he recovers his memory, I will leave immediately."

Tartarus raised his lips, and smiled coldly and indifferently: "Satisfy the humble wish of your poor little thing."

Narcissus gritted his teeth, turned around, and a hollow and restrained voice came: "Tartaros, you will regret it, this is not my curse, but a fact."

Tartarus said coldly: "I have always known clearly and clearly what I want, and I will not regret it."

Narcissus murmured: "The tone of your words is as firm as when His Highness said that as the god of love, he must never be affected by love..."