My mother's love song

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About five or six hours later, Persephone left the underworld prison with sore legs, holding on to the wall.

Under the goddess's treatment, Rhodes's magic circuit that was broken by Hades has been completely repaired.

The spirit core that was sealed by Hades' power has finally been unlocked by more than half, so we should have a chance of winning against Hades.

The only regret is that the left arm that was kicked off by Hades cannot be repaired now.

I have to thank Persephone. If it weren't for her, I would probably have to stay here until the end of the Age of Gods.

By the way, Persephone was the daughter of the goddess of fertility after all, and her physical strength was actually very strong, so Rhodes spent most of the time lying on the ground enjoying himself.

Today, Rhodes still lay on the ground with his hands behind his head, counting the stalactites on the ceiling of the cell.

Full of energy and radiant, he began to think about his next move.

In this underworld that is always dark, it is difficult to know how much time has passed outside, but judging from his body's biological clock, it is probably noon on the surface.

Sure enough, after a while, Atalanta entered the cell.

"Sniff... sniff..." Greece's strongest female hunter frowned slightly, "What's that smell?"

Rhodes shrugged and pretended to be stupid: "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, just... I seem to smell a female odor."

Atalanta came to Rhodes and fed him as usual.

"Did Lord Hades come to torture you last night?"

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded.

Although his internal organs were completely healthy, the external injuries from yesterday's scratches and punctures by Hydra's fangs had not been healed in order to avoid Hades' suspicion.

“It’s so serious…”

Atalanta stroked the boy's skin, which was originally fair and smooth but now shocking, with a distressed expression.

"Rod... go and apologize to Lady Hades. Be sincere, and she will surely forgive you."

Rhode raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Are you the traitor sent by Hades to persuade us to surrender?"

Atalanta said worriedly, "Don't be so stubborn, Rod. You'll be broken if you keep going like this."

In fact, she now felt that Rhode's mental state was very abnormal and he was completely different from the frivolous and happy boy on the ground.

what on earth is it?

"Go and apologize to Lady Hades... As long as you apologize sincerely, she will definitely forgive you."

Rod snorted, "I don't."

"I will come again."

Atalanta sighed helplessly, shook her head, and left the underworld prison.

At night, death came as expected.

The swaying darkness is the Queen of the Underworld, who exudes a demonic charm.

Rhodes quickly resealed the half-unlocked spirit core.

At the same time, he resisted the urge to provoke her and silently watched her step into the cell step by step.

"..."

The goddess of the underworld frowned.

Rhodes thought it was not good. Could it be that she also smelled Persephone's scent in the cell like Atalanta?

But Hades didn't seem to care about this.

“Incompetent, why do you seem to be more energetic today?”

Rhode raised his eyebrows: "Really... Hehe, you feel it wrong, right? I'm always energetic."

He had completely shut down his magic circuits before Hades entered the cell, so he didn't have to worry about her finding out that he had recovered.

"That's true... You're always as energetic as a monkey for no reason.

Never mind, let’s move on.”

Hades stroked Rhodes' face with his cold, slender fingers, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Are you ready?"

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Chapter 380: Distorted Love, Boiling Desire

The moment Atalanta stepped into the prison of the underworld as usual, she felt a strange air twisting.

She had joined adventure groups and experienced countless life-and-death battles with monsters. The feeling now was very similar to what it felt like when her teammates died beside her.

The unbearable smell of death surged into my nostrils, as if it was going to dye the air red.

Atalanta paced nervously to the cell where Rhodes was imprisoned.

The dark room was small, with only a simple bed and a washbasin.

Rod was lying on the woman's lap.

Women have beauty beyond human and incredible nobility.

She was none other than Persephone, the wife of Hades, the Queen of the Underworld, a person whom Atalanta had often encountered recently.

"Well……"

Rhodes closed his eyes tightly, made a distressed sound, and his body was stained with blood.

Not only the body, but the entire cell was soaked in blood.

The boy who was still alive and kicking when I saw him yesterday at noon, now looks like a corpse. Although he is still alive, his dying state is only because Pluto has given him the absolute order that he must not die.

Persephone was touching Rod as he lay on her lap, her palms emitting a warm, pulsating light.

Because Hades's "game" last night went a little too far, she sent her wife to give the toy a simple treatment.

After all, if Rhodes broke down, we wouldn't be able to continue tonight.

Rhodes' face was paler than ever before, and his body twitched slightly with every breath.

He grasped the ground tightly, his five fingers even sinking into the hard earth, and his handsome face was twisted in pain.

"I don't understand. I don't understand. I don't understand. This is so weird!"

Atalanta's high-pitched voice broke the silence of the underground space.

"What exactly happened between Rhodes and Lord Hades?

Why did Lord Hades keep abusing Rhodes so cruelly...

Why did Rhode prefer to be treated like this without saying a word, neither begging for mercy nor fighting... What on earth are they fighting over!?"

Persephone continued to heal while sobbing, and her only response to Atalanta's accusations was to shake her head.

Lord Hades once said that Persephone was also Rod's woman in the past.

Now Atalanta no longer doubted her statement.

Because when Hades' queen looked at the boy, the emotion in her eyes was unimaginable sadness and love.

But

The scene was so abnormal and weird that it even gave Atalanta a chill.

The goddess of the underworld who constantly inflicts violence and pain on young boys, yet never feels satisfied or happy.

Rod endured terrible physical torture but remained unmoved, forcing himself to smile and laugh at his torturer.

And there was Persephone, wavering between the two of them, shedding endless sorrow.

The three of them were like a lone boat drifting in a huge and turbulent whirlpool.

That's right.

In Atalanta's view, the relationship between Rhodes and Hades was not that of mortal enemies, but rather that of companions on the same boat who shared a common destiny and could be swallowed by the huge waves at any time.

They are obviously irreplaceable, the most important and the most beloved people, but they have to confirm each other by hurting each other.

There was a current of air flowing in the girl's chest, the blood vessels all over her body were expanding, and her legs were erratic.

Rhode's anguished moans, the sound of flesh joining, and the sobbing of the Queen seemed to have drifted away from her.

She could only hear her own heartbeat, and the feeling of vomiting filled her mind.

"Lord Persephone, you know the inside story, right?"

Atalanta bit her lip and said, "Please tell me, how can Lord Hades forgive Rhodes? What can I do to make her give up abusing Rhodes? Does she feel happy doing this?"

"……hapiness?"

Persephone slowly raised her head. "That's not what Lord Hades is after. There is only one thing that Lord Hades desires...only love."

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The distant past, the hazy dream.

"Rod, are you really going to do this? Do you know what this means?"

Zeus looked into Rhodes' eyes. What was revealed in his eyes was not surprise, but a deep fear.

The "plan" that the boy proposed was so absurd and ridiculous that even the King of Gods was at a loss.

Rhode bowed his head deeply again and said in a deep voice: "Ah, I have thought it through very clearly. You are the only one I can ask for help, Zeus. Please give me a helping hand."

Zeus narrowed his eyes and said, "Really? You already know what will happen to this planet next.

The Age of Gods on this land will soon come to an end, the Olympian gods will return to nature, and humans will replace the gods and ascend to the throne of primates... This is the inevitable fate.

On top of this, you made such a decision.

But if you do this, she will hate you for the rest of her life. Is that okay with you?"

Rhodes replied: "That's good."

"Humph, still the same as before... such a greedy guy."

Zeus nodded with a complicated expression, "Then I won't say anything more. I understand. Since it is your request, I agree to it."

"Thank you so much."

Rhode breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "But having said that, it's amazing that you can accept the future of the demise of the Age of Gods so calmly.

Or what? Is he tired of sitting on the throne of the gods? Or is he finally fed up with Hera's nagging?"

"..."

Zeus was silent for a while, then he spoke slowly: "Everything will come to an end. No matter how powerful and authoritative you are, you should calmly accept your fate."

Thor, who has the majesty and grandeur as described in the legend, keeps saying OOC lines that are clearly inconsistent with his character in the myth.

"From the beginning, I...we Olympians are beings without self-desire.

During our interstellar drifting and before reaching Earth, the thing that kept us going [instinctively] was to [resurrect our home planet].

Although our creator's species has been destroyed, the command to "resurrect the mother planet" drives us forward in the dark universe.

After arriving on Earth, the worship of the indigenous people triggered the thinking circuits within our machines, and we incorporated the definitions of personality and other things that humans had given them into our own programs.

From that moment on, our top priority was no longer [Resurrection of the home planet], but [Protecting humanity].

This is the joint decision of the gods of Olympus and our definition of God as the guardian of mankind."