If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

"As Athena said, you should be stored in the warehouse of Olympos."

"Even tell you this kind of secret? Hmph, those machine gods are destined not to be a big deal."

He already had resentment towards the Olympian machine god, but now Prometheus is even more mocking.

"Answer me, Prometheus!"

"What's the rush, I'll tell you everything if I can get here, but you'd better come in quickly, Tartarus' heart of resentment has been completely liberated, it's not safe to stay there."

Squeak squeak!

Tartarus shook so much that Circe could not stand still.

"Warning, the resentment isolation device is damaged, and the resentment will break through the blockade in 10 minutes."

The alarm sounded in due time.

Circe's eyes flickered, and finally stepped into the room where Prometheus was.

The door is closed.

"Can you talk now?"

"Of course, but we don't have much time, and we can only answer one question for you at most. Are you sure you want to ask this?"

Circe looked to Hecate and asked if what her teacher Prometheus said was true.

Hecate nodded that it was.

"...That's the question." Circe took a deep breath.

"Wait a minute, Hecate, get that thing away from me!"

Prometheus' voice was a little frightened.

Before Circe could react, the conch in his hand was taken away by Hecate.

"Teacher! Give it back to me!"

Hecate smiled at Circe who wanted to snatch back the conch, put his index finger to his lips and said, "This thing is too dangerous, leave it to me for safekeeping!"

Circe was petite, how could he overtake the tall Hecate.

Her teacher easily held down the somewhat disobedient disciple, and at the same time looked at the conch inlaid with crystals.

"A magic dress? The engraved magic seems unusual, is it celestial magic? And this style looks familiar, Circe, it is very similar to the illusion dress I gave you!"

"Woo! It's celestial body magic, return it to me quickly! Teacher, this is what Oort gave me!"

If someone else dared to take away what belonged to her from Circe, she would have been defeated long ago.

But the identity of the person in front of her is very special. She is Hecate, a person who made Circe mourn for thousands of years.

"I'll pay you back when we go out! Prometheus is most afraid of this kind of thing."

Putting the conch on a high place that Circe couldn't reach, and imposing a magic restraint, Hecate gently hugged Circe into his arms.

"Silly boy, when did the teacher hurt you?"

"...You will pay me back when you get out!"

Circe bit her lip, tears welled up in her eyes.

"I will definitely pay you back."

Caressing Circe's back, Hecate's tone was calm, but the expression hidden under the veil was not very good-looking.

The relationship between Circe and Orth was a little too good.

The cylindrical device where Prometheus was located suddenly flashed a crimson light.

According to Athena's description, this represents a crisis.

"Damn it, time is running out, there's no need for Hecate to explain anything!"

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"Prometheus, you promised Circe."

Hecate retorted with displeasure on his face.

"I really don't understand what you people are thinking! Well, then I'll try to keep it short!"

Due to the existence of Hecate, Prometheus had no choice but to talk about his experience of escaping from Olympus.

202. Hecate's calculation for a thousand years

"It's just this question! Hecate, you have chosen a good question as a disciple."

The red light on the device that Prometheus was in was even more red.

Taking advantage of the gap, Circe began to look at other things in the room other than the cylindrical device.

A workbench that can accommodate two people, and an unassembled human-shaped terminal placed in a cabinet made of Kobelco, can vaguely distinguish the appearance of Hecate.

There is nothing else worth noting.

"Then let's explain quickly, aren't we in a hurry?"

Hecate did not understand Prometheus' difficulties.

"Okay, let's start with you going to Olympus alone, the goddess Hecate who foresaw the coming disaster."

Prometheus strives to keep his speech concise and picks out the key things to explain.

"I still don't know where your teacher learned about my existence. She sneaked into Olympos and took me out of the warehouse."

"Sneak into Olympus? Bring you out?"

Circe looked puzzled. In her impression, only fanatics could do such outrageous things.

"Don't interrupt me!" As time passed, Prometheus became more and more anxious.

But Hecate gave him a cold look.

"Okay, let me explain to you! Olympos at that time and Olympos now are in two different situations. Don't look at them now activating the real machine gods and showing off their power in the sky. 1000 years ago, they dispatched two A real machine god will feel heartache."

Seeing that Circe did not continue to interrupt himself this time, Prometheus was very satisfied and continued to tell.

"The magic power is lacking, and most of the spiritual veins are in the hands of other gods. At that time, Olympos was almost like a sieve. As long as you don't pay attention to the real machine god, you can see all the warehouses of Olympos. Your It was under such circumstances that the teacher brought me to the entrance of Tartarus' hell."

Circe thought of something and wanted to speak, but was interrupted immediately.

"I know what you want to say. At that time, most of the gods had not yet fallen, and the natural resentment was not worthy of Poseidon's opening of the real machine god to sit here. Under my instructions, Hecate opened the hell of Tartaros The gap threw me here."

"and then?"

"Then? Just as you know, she approached Zeus and signed a contract with him to protect you for thousands of years."

Prometheus quickly finished his answer and urged his nominal savior.

"Time to get down to business, Hecate!"

"Don't worry, Circe the Younger must still want to know the story after entering the hell of Tartarus."

"Damn! Do you know how dangerous it is! I can't last long!"

During the conversation, the safe house where Prometheus was in was shaken violently again, and it was not so safe here.

"Be patient, since you don't want to speak, let me tell what happened next."

Unlike Prometheus' impatience, Hecate was unusually calm.

And caressed her disciple more affectionately, showing almost all tenderness.

"Destroying the god's soul is a thankless task. As I expected, they threw my soul into Tartarus Hell. I also successfully reunited with Prometheus."

"It's too boring! Let me do it!" Prometheus couldn't see Hecate's eloquence, and took over, "Hecate has exposed the positions of almost all gods, and more and more The souls of the dead were sent into this cage, and gradually they realized that there was a traitor among the gods, and discovered that Hecate was behind everything."

Circe enjoyed the teacher's arms and listened carefully.

"Hmph! Those dead souls who learned the truth vowed to tear Hecate into pieces, even if it was only the soul. Among them, Pontus was the most angry. He arrived at this cage before us. He shouldn't be so angry. , but many of his descendants were implicated by Hecate's move."

"That...Oort was able to see the phantom of Hecate on the fragment of Pontos's consciousness. It was for this reason that he devoured a trace of Hecate's soul."

Hearing this, Circe's face turned icy, and he said coldly: "Pontos! Now it has become the core of Tartarus, right? I will smash it with my own hands!"

Prometheus sneered at this, and said with disdain: "Don't worry, the power of Tartarus has not yet been revealed in front of you. Your teacher, the dead soul of Hecate, remained calm after being swallowed. The rest of the dead souls asked a question."

"what is the problem?"

"Even without my help behind the scenes, would you have been spared death? Could you have defeated the gods of Olympus?"

This time it was Hecate who spoke, and she told it herself, with the same demeanor and tone as before.

Killing and punishing, even Circe could feel the lethality of these words.

Facing the localized Olympus machine gods from Xinghai, the local gods are not opponents at all and can only be slaughtered.

The only difference is whether you die sooner or later.

"So teacher, you invited Prometheus?"

"You seem to have guessed it all."

"Hmm... Let Prometheus tell the essence of the Olympian gods and their powerful roots, and then propose a plan to create the machine god Tartarus?"

"As expected of my favorite disciple, you guessed it right."

"Since the original gods can't defeat the Mechagod of Olympus, then turn yourself into a Mechagod and launch revenge! Teacher, you are in no danger at all as the single-handed pusher of the plan!!"

"Exactly, can you think of more?"

"You purposely lured us into Tartarus... for Ort?"

"If only Medea was as smart as you, then I don't have to use you as a key person in the plan, so you don't have to suffer so much."

Hecate gently cupped Circe's cheek, still loving.

"To the Goddess..."

"That's not possible!"

The halo of magic power flowing on Circe's body was easily stopped by Hecate.

"All your magic was taught by me, but it's a bit of a joke to use it against me. Circe, do you like Oort so much? A disciple who has only known you for a few months can make you Uneasy, or even chanted the wrong magic spell? Hey, as the most critical role in the plan, you still have a deviation."

"Teacher! He has the same status as you in my heart! What on earth do you want to do now!" Circe even bit her lower lip, with faint blood spilling out.

Even though all kinds of omens indicated that there was something wrong with Hecate, when she was poured into Hecate's arms, she put aside all doubts and unconditionally chose to believe in her teacher.

Now she is so stiff that she can't move at all, only her mouth can open normally.

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"Hecate, hurry up! That monster named Ort has already wiped out all 3000 guard mechas in Tartaros' body! Hell, this is 3000! Ares will kill for half an hour !"

The red light on Prometheus' body was even stronger. He had been blocking Ort's footsteps just now.

"Something's wrong! He seems to know that Circe is here, Hecate, you only have 3 minutes!"

Less than 10 minutes had passed since Circe disappeared.

No wonder Prometheus was so nervous before, and kept urging Hecate to act quickly.

If Oort really finds this place, he will find the tricks here.

Hecate and him will definitely be torn to pieces by Oort, whose anger is exploding.

"Calm down, everything I've done is a necessary arrangement."

"Including Circe falling in love with Oort?"

"..I admit that it was an accident, but it creates a better chance for us, doesn't it?"

Prometheus was noncommittal.

"There are still 2 minutes and 40 seconds, I hope you can catch up."

"Enough is enough. Let Circe know the truth and shake her mind. This step is extremely critical. Believe me, everything you do is valuable."

Hecate gently touched Circe's bitten lower lip, and the wound healed immediately after stroking the wound with his palm.