As he spoke, Helios took Phaethon's hand and walked towards the sun chariot parked next to the silver gate.

It can be seen that Hephaestus put great care into building the chariot of the sun. This artifact is not only powerful, but also very beautiful as a whole.

The axles, shafts and wheels are all golden, and there are burning flames attached to the wheels that will not go out. Nine shining gems are regularly arranged on the seats, reflecting the sun car beautifully, more like

A work of art.

Phaethon couldn't help but marvel at Hephaestus's superb skills.

He stretched out his hand out of nowhere, wanting to touch the chariot of the sun, but he quickly pulled it back with a cry of pain the next second.

The flames on the wheel left a burn on his hand, and Phaethon forgot that he could not withstand the power of the sun chariot.

He unconsciously looked to his father Helios, wanting to ask for help.

Helios smiled like a loving father.

He picked up Phaethon's injured right hand, and with a flash of divine power, the injury disappeared.

"Try again," he said.

Phaethon tried again to reach out and touch the chariot.

"Wow!" he exclaimed.

This time, the flames from the wheels did not harm him.

Phaethon was like a child who got a novel toy. He touched the axle and the wheels, and playfully put his hands in the flames on the wheels.

"Sit up." His father Helios ordered from behind him.

Phaethon did as he was told and got on the chariot of the sun for the first time in his life.

Helios asked from the side: "How do you feel?"

"Awesome!" Phaethon replied excitedly on the chariot of the sun.

"Very well, my son, remember this feeling."

"This is your only chance to control this artifact."

"But you deserve it."

Helios' words seemed to have a deeper meaning. As he spoke, he came to the four golden flame horses pulling the cart and fed them fodder so that they would have enough strength to run.

These four flaming horses are the legacy left by the ancient sun god Hyperion, the father of Helios. They were born together on the day when the god in charge of the power of the sun was born.

In a sense, they are an integral part of the power of the sun, and even the flames on the sun chariot built by Hephaestus cannot harm them.

As the new sun god, Helios, who only had moderate divine power, paid special attention to these four flame horses and had to feed them the fodder himself every day.

After doing this, he handed Phae the same whip and the horse's reins.

Then, he personally opened the towering silver door of the Temple of the Sun for Phaethon, allowing the vast space of the world to be revealed before his eyes.

The world outside the temple is still night, with stars scattered in the sky. Helios's sister, the moon god Selene, has returned, and the night time is about to end.

"Go, Phaethon, everything goes well," Helios said loudly.

Holding the reins tightly, Phaethon excitedly waved his whip to beat the flaming horse. He couldn't wait to bring light to the earth so that the gods could marvel at his deeds.

Four winged flame horses neighed, their hot breaths spraying sparks in the air.

The horse's hooves stepped on, pulling Phaethon and flying out of the Temple of the Sun, breaking through the mist of dawn.

As soon as the Sun Chariot appeared in the sky, the gray world suddenly became clear.

The boundless land and ocean were like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding in Phaethon's eyes.

He had never seen such a wonderful scenery. He drove the sun chariot up and down, shouting excitedly in the deserted sky.

When he went up, the earth was dark, as if dark clouds had blocked the sun. When he went down, the creatures on the earth were in trouble, and the heat was unbearable.

On the earth, a centaur and half-horse creature seemed to notice that today's sun was a little unusual compared to past days.

His simple wisdom does not yet know what the sun represents.

He ran and chased, drawing his bow and arrow from time to time, trying to shoot down the sun.

Phaethon soon noticed this strangely behaving centaur.

He considered this a provocation.

Although Phaethon always behaved modestly and cowardly in front of Helios, in fact he was an arrogant and violent person.

His source of confidence is his father, the sun god Helios. Apart from this, he has no other commendable abilities.

The more a person lacks something, the more he longs for recognition in this regard, and the same is true for Phaethon.

He angrily lowered the Sun God's chariot even lower, so that the centaur could see his power.

In an instant, the earth cracked due to burning, rivers boiled, forests caught fire, and humans in the Silver Age were drowned in the sea of ​​fire. People struggled and roared in the fire waves, and then died miserably, becoming charred corpses.

Phaethon couldn't see any of these. All he could see was the centaur that was provoking him. Sitting on the chariot of the sun, he watched cruelly as the centaur burst into flames and rolled on the ground, struggling in vain.

Laughed happily.

But, this is not what he should do!

The death of countless creatures was not something he could bear. He violated the oath Helios swore on Styx.

Retribution comes instantly.

Phaethon felt very hot, and it was getting hotter and hotter. He checked suspiciously, but was horrified to find that Helios' protection on him seemed to have lost its effect, and his luxurious clothes were caught by the flames on the wheels at some point.

With.

He immediately thought of the oath his father had made.

Phaethon whipped his flaming horse in panic, trying to rush back to the Temple of the Sun, and shouted in fear: "Father, save me!"

Lemnos Island.

Hephaestus was sleeping. Although he became a god, he still retained the sleeping habits of a human.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the world in a sea of ​​fire.

The god in charge of fire woke up, and the blazing flames in the world could no longer act recklessly and were immediately extinguished.

But the power of the sun did not allow Hephaestus to interfere. The remaining humans of the Silver Age were just going from one kind of suffering to another, roasted alive into mummies by the raging sun in the sky.

"Stop and drive the chariot of the sun to the sky." Hephaestus's voice rang in Phaethon's ears.

But Phaethon ignored it at all and continued to go his own way, beating the flame horse crazily in an attempt to rush back to the Temple of the Sun and return to his father Helios. Only by going back could he survive!

"Calm down, the flames of the Sun Chariot can no longer hurt you, drive him to the sky!" Hephaestus did not want to give up and continued.

"Calm down, how do you want me to calm down!" The illusory tributary of Styx appeared in the corner of his eye, and Phaethon went completely crazy.

"What does the life and death of those mortals have to do with me?"

Phaethon didn't know that he had completely blocked his last way of survival.

His behavior angered the earth goddess Gaia, one of the six great powers.

Although this goddess has transcended the limitations of the earth's authority and is no longer dependent on the earth, she will be angry if it is damaged by someone for no reason, just like people's clothes.

The earth is the clothes and face of the goddess Gaia, and the cracks in the earth are slapping her in the face.

Originally, when Hephaestus appeared, the earth goddess Gaia wanted to let Phaethon go, but he wanted to die himself, and Gaia didn't mind giving him a ride.

On Mount Olympus, Zeus, who was having a banquet, suddenly heard the voice of the earth goddess Gaia in his ears.

"Look at the good things you've done."

Zeus was a little confused and looked towards the human world in confusion. Only when he saw the miserable state of the human world, his eyes immediately turned red.

Because Helios was his, the offended gods would also be blamed on him, and the sun was scorching the earth, and as many lakes and lakes were evaporated, so many water gods were offended.

The exact amount is simply impossible to calculate.

Zeus asked angrily, his voice echoing in the sky.

"Helios, what are you doing?"

"No, you are not Helios, who are you?"

"Phaethon?"

"Then go die!"

The artifact representing the power of the God King, the spear "Thunderbolt" appeared in the hands of Zeus, and he swung it at Phaethon angrily, without any reservation.

The desperate Phaethon could only watch helplessly as thunder fell from the sky, unable to dodge and unable to dodge.

Like many creatures on the earth, he became a charred corpse and fell from the gorgeous sun chariot.

Below, the illusory tributaries of Styx are waiting for him. He will be immersed in the river for eternity, without any chance of rest and rebirth.

Olympus, Temple of the Sun.

Helios did as he and Phaethon promised, without blinking an eye.

There is no better son than a father. Helios knew very well what kind of person Phaethon was. From the moment Phaethon excitedly drove the chariot of the sun up into the sky, Helios had already given him the love in his heart.

Sentenced to death.

Or to put it another way, Phaethon's character today is the inevitable result of his deliberate guidance.

Helios suppressed the feeling of satisfaction in his heart that a great revenge had been avenged, and showed a sad look on his face, preparing to deal with Zeus who came to ask for revenge.

In this matter, he could clean himself up. After all, all the crimes were committed by Phaethon himself, and he only needed to retell what happened "according to the facts."

Lemnos, Hephaestus looks towards the world.

The earth is devastated, and very few humans survive.

Hephaestus wanted to say something, but he couldn't. In the end, he only let out a long and dejected sigh: "Is this the end of the Silver Age?"

"Then why start."

“Exciting to look forward to.”
Chapter completed!