[Greek Mythology] Dangxiu Tai traveled through ancient Greece

"Narcissus, my child, he is too proud." Kefessos knelt down, looking at the daffodils with loving and sad eyes, "Compared to that absurd curse, what he can't accept is being dominated... I control myself, from soul to body, it no longer belongs to me.”

Flores was silent, and after a long time, he said coldly, "Who killed Narcissus?"

Kefissos shook his head and sighed, "Flores, no matter who it is, with your strength, you can't fight them at all."

Flores clenched her hands tightly, her dark eyes filled with cold hatred, and growled, "Are we going to do nothing and let Narcissus be killed like this?"

"Floris, Narcissus has persisted for a long time. He has been waiting for you to come back, and he will see you for the last time. You are his brother." Kefessos' eyes were full of water, "He doesn't want you to avenge him, And Leriope and I cannot afford to lose another child."

"I'm sorry, Kefessus," Flores' eyes were also red, "Because Narcissus is my brother, I must avenge him!"

He took out a gang flower pot from the package, and carefully transplanted the narcissus into the flower pot, "If you don't tell me who it is, I will find it myself. Aphrodite, Moros, and Nirvana Mexis, Narcissus told me their names, and I will look for them one by one until I find the person who killed my brother and make him pay with his life!"

At the end, there was a cold gleam in his eyes, like a wild beast that chooses to eat people, vowing to drag the enemy into hell.

Kefissos was startled by his appearance, and it took him a long time to realize, "No, you have to calm down, Flores, you can't be her match!"

"She? Who is she? Aphrodite? Or Nemesis?" Flores was keenly aware of the information revealed in his words, thinking secretly, "Aphrodite loves handsome men, The possibility of attacking Narcissus is very small, so it is Nemesis."

When he met Kefessus' gaze, he was even more sure of his speculation, "It was Nemesis who cursed Narcissus!"

Kefessos was speechless, and could only say dejectedly: "Nemesis is an ancient second-generation god, we can't fight her..."

"What about the second-generation god? She killed Narcissus, so she must pay the price!"

The conversation that day was in vain, Flores went home with Kefessos, and Leriope cried a lot holding the pots of daffodils, and then fell ill.

It stands to reason that Narcissus would not get sick, but the death of Narcissus brought a huge blow to Leriope, and her body became weak day by day, no matter what methods Kephissos and Flores used Nothing could make her better.

Finally one day, Leriope disappeared.

The whole person disappeared completely, not even a single hair remained.

Flores didn't cry, he just sat all night in the place where Leriope had disappeared, holding the pot.

Kefissos aged a lot overnight, as if he had changed from a vigorous middle-aged man to a dying old man.

When Flores brought up the words of revenge, he stopped dissuading him.

He talked more and more, pulling Flores every day to tell about the things between the gods, the relationship between the gods and even some ancient secrets.

He is the son of Oceanus, the god of the ocean, and a third-generation god older than Zeus. Even though his power is not strong, he has a wealth of experience. The use of various powers and knowledge explained has benefited Flores a lot.

Most of the time, he was silent. The successive deaths of his wife and children took away his joy, leaving only the hatred that grew rapidly after grief to support his body.

The lives of the two are as quiet as stagnant water, but there seems to be a sleeping volcano underneath, just waiting for the time to come, and the lava of repressed hatred will spew out and burn everything.

The days passed quietly for a long time, but a news came from Mount Olympus.

Prometheus offended Zeus by stealing fire from heaven for mankind, and was bound by Zeus to the Caucasus Mountain, and ordered Griffin, the griffin, to peck his heart every day as his punishment.

After hearing the news, Kephesos was silent for a long time, and called Flores, "Let's go find Prometheus."

"Why are you looking for him?" Flores was puzzled.

He did not forget that he was expelled by Prometheus when he was still the God of Ice and Snow. Although what Prometheus did at that time was understandable, it also eliminated his earlier goodwill towards the other party.

"I'm just a river god, Flores," Kephissos's dark eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, his face was serious, "but Prometheus is different, he is the earliest descendant of the Titans, he is the god among the gods. Illuminati, he can teach you more."

Flores said nothing.

Before the sun's rays faded, they reached the Caucasus Mountains.

Prometheus and Flores were no different when they first met, but their appearance was a little more relaxed than before, with their upper body naked, their arms bound by iron chains, and there were signs of gradual recovery after being pecked by birds on their chest.

"It's you, Kefessus, what are you doing here?" Prometheus opened his eyes, and glanced at Flores with his quiet eyes, "This must be your adopted son."

Floris's heart moved, and seeing Prometheus's expression, he really didn't recognize him.

Kefessos signaled Flores to come forward, and said in a deep voice, "This is Flores, and now he is my only child left."

Prometheus was silent for a moment, looking straight at him with sharp eyes, "So, what do you want from me?"

"Teach him, Prometheus," said Kephesus, with a sad look in his eyes, "for Narcissus, now Flores, has hatred in his heart, determined to avenge his brother, and I do not wish to prevent him, but I can't help him with anything."

Prometheus' eyes flickered slightly, but remained silent.

"My father Oceanus and your father Iapetus are brothers. You are our elder brother. I don't know who else to turn to, Prometheus..."

"I can't help you, Kephissus," Prometheus sighed and shook his head, "Nemesis's mother is Nyx, the goddess of the night, she is a goddess as old as Gaia, and has many powers. Powerful children, you cannot resist them at all."

Flores suddenly said coldly: "So, you are afraid of Nix?"

Only then did Prometheus turn his attention to him again, "Young man, if Prometheus had the emotion of fear, he wouldn't be here now."

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, and he looked at Flores carefully for a long time, until he saw the puzzled faces of Flores and Kefessos, and then suddenly said: "You are very special."

Flores felt that this sentence was very familiar. Who said it to him last time?Like... Tartarus?

He smiled lightly, "You're not the first to say that."

"And this is the second time I've seen a special young god like you," Prometheus said with complicated eyes, probing, confused, and somewhat curious, "You are the same as the god I met before, I think Not to your past and future."

Floris's heart moved, and Fuzhi understood in his heart who the other god he was talking about was.

"But you can affect my future." He changed his gaze, changed the subject suddenly, and said with a smile, "I heard you have a son?"

Prometheus couldn't keep up with his rhythm, but when the other party mentioned his child, his eyes became gentle unconsciously, "Yes, Deucalion, he is with Epimetheus now."

"They are with humans." Flores emphasized his tone, and then smiled lightly, "Do you think it is safe to be with humans? After you stole the skyfire?"

Prometheus' gentle eyes immediately became cold and stagnant.

Flores was not afraid at all, and continued: "I heard that the gods on Mount Olympus plan to give humans a gift, what do you think it will be?"

Prometheus looked at the sky coldly, "Whatever it is, obviously, they have bad intentions."

"When necessary, I will help your son and human beings," Flores said in a deep voice, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, her beautiful black eyes fixed on him, "In exchange, you must give what you will, What you know, teach me everything.”

"It's really a greedy request," Prometheus chuckled mockingly, "You are just a flower god with weak powers, how can you say you will help humans?"

Facing his ridicule, Flores shrugged nonchalantly, "That's why I need your teaching. How far I can do it depends entirely on you."

"Besides, you said that I am special, and even you can't see through my future, let alone other gods." His eyes were full of confidence, "That is to say, I am a variable of fate. You can hold me as a variable in your hands. I believe that I, who was taught by you, will definitely be a party close to human beings in the future, isn't this extremely beneficial to you?"

Prometheus put away the sneer on his face, looked at him in silence for a long time, and finally sighed in compromise, "You are really a smart young man."

Kephesos, who had been watching for a long time, looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, Prometheus."

"I just chose what is good for me." Prometheus shook his head.

He looked at Flores, with a much gentler expression on his face. He was completely different from when he ruthlessly expelled the God of Ice and Snow. "Because of Phaethon's frivolity, Helius lost his sun chariot and priesthood. Now the brilliance of Apollo shines on the earth, and the earth is under his surveillance during the day, you wait for the sun’s rays to disappear before coming here, the moon god Selene is dissatisfied with Olympus, she will not tell us about us of."