Everything given by fate has a price secretly marked on it.

Hades knew this very well.

He forcibly drew the power of Styx from the River Styx to rise to greatness. Now facing Hephaestus's angry blow, his power was also unable to move because it was tied down by the power of the River of Oaths.

The attentive gods can see that the long river of flames entangled with Styx on the land of the underworld is flowing back, and the water of Styx is chasing after it.

Hades simply closed his eyes and tried his best to get rid of the entanglement of the Oath River.

He has already left a backup plan and is confident that he can cope with any trouble.

Somewhere in the underworld, the beautiful goddess who guided Triptolemus suddenly looked towards the sky, and then her sweet screams sounded throughout the underworld.

"Hephaestus, you are so presumptuous."

She is Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, who shares the power of the underworld with Hades, and is also a powerful deity.

The underworld is her home ground, where she is a great king with countless ministers.

This was the first time she took action as a powerful god, and her opponent was another famous god of the same level.

The fastest way to gain fame and respect is to step on your opponent's head. Persephone believes this is the truth.

She flew into the sky, intending to catch the fallen history books with one hand.

She thought to herself: "How big the gap can be between gods who are both powerful."

"It's impossible that you can't even block this ugly man's move."

The history book and the jade hand that carry the infinite power of the illusory fallen world collided, and Persephone's face instantly became horrified.

Her arms deflected uncontrollably in the collision of forces, and her body was dragged down. In desperation, she couldn't care less about her appearance, and quickly stretched out her other hand to stop him.

Unfortunately, it's of no use.

Persephone is like a moth burned by flames, and falling to the earth is her final fate.

With the roar of the sky and the earth shattering, her hands were broken at the roots, and the earth of the underworld was also torn apart.

Among the gravel and cracks in the earth, Persephone struggled to get up. She was covered in blood, and her bones were vaguely visible in the broken and rolled skin.

She looked at the torn apart underworld, her mind was at a loss, and her body was trembling with fear.

"What would have happened if I hadn't let go just now..."

She raised her head numbly, and Hephaestus, who was holding the history book again, had an expression of indifference, and his figure gradually overlapped with the nightmare in her memory.

The same high and mighty, the same unstoppable.

Her consciousness gradually blurred and she fell straight back.

But a hand held her waist, and she heard her last thoughts.

"It turns out that the gap between gods is so huge."

"Zeus, are you really... invincible?"

Hades, who supported the beauty, sneered: "Zeus, he deserves it too."

He summoned the throne, placed Persephone on the throne, and ascended to the sky to confront Hephaestus.

He smiled at Hephaestus: "You are a step too slow after all."

"How about giving up?"

In the history books of the years, the phantoms of the broken world are constantly superimposed, accumulating strength for another shocking blow.

Hephaestus' tone was low and depressed: "How do you want me to stop?"

"I thought we would be traveling together and not be on guard against you."

"Because of this, I lost a few people I could trust."

"I don't care what other people do. In my world, life can only be paid with life."

Hades put away his smile and became serious: "We are indeed traveling together, there is no doubt about it."

"But you and I both know exactly what we are going to face."

"Every bit of strength is hard-won and extremely precious, and it is inevitable that some people will be sacrificed for this."

Hephaestus sneered, and the Chronicles of Time moved toward Hades to suppress him with infinite force.

"You are so crazy, you have to sacrifice my friends."

The wall of the underworld was blocking Hades. As one of the few people who knew Hephaestus deeply, he did not dare to take on this artifact in its current state.

But under the full blow of Hephaestus, the wall of the underworld that Hades relied heavily on was still full of cracks and would be broken by the second blow.

Seeing this, Hades's eyes were full of fear. The angry Vulcan and the normal Vulcan were completely different in terms of combat power. Although he was seriously injured due to the backlash of fate, he was actually a great god, but he was still suppressed and beaten.

, there was no chance to fight back.

Hephaestus's anger must be appeased, otherwise all the hard work will be in vain.

Hades sighed inwardly: "It seems that Clotho is destined to return."

"That's ridiculous."

"The power of destiny that I finally managed to gain has turned out to be a weakness of mine."

He tried to lower his voice and said to Hephaestus: "I have no intention of sacrificing Clotho."

"You can walk your destiny. If Clotho is smart enough and doesn't run around, you can go deep into the river of destiny and rescue her soon."

What responded to him was Hephaestus' powerful and heavy voice and the sound of the walls of the underworld breaking. The flames in the sky enveloped the two of them like a barrier.

Then came Hephaestus' suppressed voice: "I know."

"But I'm afraid that if you don't die, not only will I not be able to save anyone, but I will also get myself involved."

Hades, whose escape route was completely blocked, also became angry. He shouted: "Then come!"

"In the worst case, we can join forces and break this world in advance."

He did not hesitate to destroy his foundation, endured severe pain, and squeezed every ounce of strength from his body to fight Hephaestus to the death.

Hephaestus looked at him: "The fight between trapped beasts."

The conversation between the two was not concealed, and the gods watching in secret instantly became panicked.

This time it's not as simple as a contradiction. Hephaestus directly jumped over the abyss of Tartarus where the gods are eternally imprisoned. He wanted to fight Hades for real!

However, since the birth of heaven and earth, no god has truly fallen on the surface, let alone the powerful and great divine power that reaches the depths of the world.

No! This precedent must not exist!

As lightning pierced the sky, Zeus descended on the battlefield.

He stood in front of Hades, flanked by Demeter, the goddess of fertility, and Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty.

Without exception, all three of them had deep fear on their faces.

Because Hephaestus, who was burning with anger at this moment, was very similar to Atlas, the giant god who held up the sky with one against seven, or even worse.

If you don't handle it well, you will die!

Facing Hephaestus, whose strength had greatly increased due to anger, Zeus tried his best to restrain the majesty of the god king, and his usual bossy tone disappeared.

He advised Hephaestus: "My wife Hera's child, your anger may be appeased."

"It is foreseeable that the seriously injured Hades will have to fall into a long sleep."

"You can already go deep into destiny to find and save Clotho."

"I swear in the name of the King of Gods that I will never let him mess around."

But Hephaestus simply ignored the three of them, and his majestic divine power still locked tightly on the seriously injured Hades, preventing him from taking the opportunity to escape.

Suddenly, the unique sound of the sea's waves sounded behind him, and Hephaestus turned aside cautiously.

It was Tesis, the goddess of the sea, who adopted him as a child, followed closely by her husband Oceanus.

If anyone besides Hades benefited from this world-destroying flood, it was these two.

The lakes on the earth that had been evaporated by the sun were replenished by floods, and their children had a place to live. The status of the two gods was restored to all its glory and was better than before.

They stood in front of Hephaestus, forming a faint opposition to the three Zeus men opposite.

After stabilizing the situation, Tesis looked back.

With an elegant and friendly smile on her face, which looked like a hibiscus from a distant mountain, she said: "My child, go ahead."

"With us here, if Hades dares to reach out, he will break his hands, and if he dares to move his legs, he will break his legs."

Hephaestus breathed out: "Thank you, grandma."

He looked around the world above the underworld, looking at gods that no one dared to look at.

"If you can't hide in the dark, why bother restraining yourself?"

Untying the cloak given by his friend, Hephaestus finally revealed his elegant true form.

The cloak flew in the air like fallen leaves, and fell into the criss-crossing rivers of the underworld with Aphrodite's exclamation.

"My marriage..."

Aphrodite was a little unwilling, but she did not dare to act rashly in the tense confrontation.

She secretly noted the location where the cloak fell.

This artifact must not be given to anyone else. It has the testimony of Hera, the queen of heaven, whoever wears it will be her legitimate husband.

If someone puts it on a pig or dog, wouldn't she become a laughing stock among the gods...

Hephaestus ignored the confused Aphrodite. After all, people's joys and sorrows are not the same.

Holding the streamer in his hand, he stepped into the river of destiny.

Upon seeing this, Hades quickly fled into the depths of the underworld.

The Tesis couple looked at each other and smiled, like two door gods, tacitly sealing off the space between the underworld and the human world.

The remaining three Zeus looked at each other and dispersed.

There was an episode in the middle. Under Aphrodite's shocked and furious gaze, a white hand hidden in the dark majestically took away the cloak that symbolized her husband's identity.

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Deep in destiny.

This place is very similar to the state of invisible objects in chaos. The difference is that chaos is filled with the rules that give birth to all things, while here it is filled with chaotic destiny trajectories.

Hephaestus walked here, and the soft light of the streamer arranged the fate around him and cleared the place where the husband could see.

Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared in front of him.

Although it didn't quite match the image in his memory, Hephaestus still asked tentatively: "Clotho?"

Hearing a familiar voice, the figure boldly walked into the light-covered land.

"it's me."

Hephaestus was a little unbelievable. He looked intently. The woman in front of him had an apricot face and peachy cheeks, a pale spring mountain, and a delicate willow waist. She really looked like a begonia in the sun, with pear blossoms in the rain. Her eyes were looking forward to the passing light. It was the first sight I had seen.

Still pitiful.

"How did you become like this?"

"I've seen your true form, it's not like this!"

Clotto behaved calmly and generously. She smiled softly: "This is what I really look like. I don't have to suppress the backlash of fate's power. I finally feel a lot more relaxed."

"Didn't you also reveal your true identity?"

"Don't tell me, it looks quite beautiful."

Hephaestus felt inexplicably happy: "As long as you're fine, let's go back."

"I'm afraid your two sisters are already impatient."

But Clotho shook his head and refused: "I can't go back. Hades took away my authority and also took away the backlash of fate from me in disguise."

"Now I have God's name in vain, but I don't have God's authority, and I have become weaker than ever."

"Once I return to this world, I will definitely face the dilemma of the return of destiny and authority without authority."

"Faced with the backlash of fate that has become stronger, I will really fall by then."

Hephaestus thought for a while, then he put the streamer into Clotho's hand: "Then use mine."

"After all, your destiny authority is only incomplete. Facing my history, there is no possibility of its return."

Clotho asked him: "What about you?"

Hephaestus laughed: "I won't give it to you, I just share my authority with you."

"If the situation is urgent, you have to return the streamer to me temporarily."

He stretched out his hand and looked at Clotho and just smiled.

Clotho also laughed. She took the hand offered by Hephaestus and walked away from the destiny with the streamer: "That's enough."

Break through destiny and return to the present world.

Under the eyes of the gods, the two holding hands looked like a couple of gods and gods.

Others write bugs in the game, but I write the game in the bugs...
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