Chapter 356: Lorne, just accept it
Sacred area, temple of the three goddesses.
Mnemosyne stood in front of the statue of the goddess of justice holding a sword and scales, looking down at the coffin made of crystal and gathering starlight.
The former sisters were sleeping quietly with their hands folded on their abdomens, showing no signs of waking up.
The other star coffin that Lorne stared at had the same result.
What is carried inside is naturally Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, who actively dedicates her divinity to accomplish his divine deeds.
Sure enough, I came early...
The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, helplessly extinguishing the ray of luck rising in their hearts.
After simply getting rid of the feeling of disappointment, Mnemosyne asked in a deep voice.
“Cronos is not easy to deal with now, what are you going to do?”
"Of course, according to the prophecy of destiny, the [sword] that can kill him is sharpened."
“Do you know where Hercules is?”
“I don't know, but he will deliver it to the door himself.”
Lorne smiled mysteriously and added jokingly.
“Before Admetus, king of Thessaly, left, I secretly gave him a trick to ensure that he could find Hercules.”
“As long as you have a plan.”
Mnemosyne nodded, without asking or saying more.
She is indifferent by nature and doesn't like to get to the bottom of anything. At most, she is more persistent in books and stories.
If this kid hadn't begged her, and the Djinn War involved a wide range of things, she might still be in the Temple of Memory on Mount Helicon, reading books for fun.
Had I known that I would stay in Ares Mountain for such a long time, I should have brought a few books with me when I came.
“This is my new manuscript, and I would like to ask you to correct it.”
As if he heard Mnemosyne's thoughts, after finishing the conversation, Lorne took out two thick stacks of manuscripts from the magic circle diagram and handed them over.
“The Arabian Nights? Is it a new book? It's interesting, let me take a look!”
Mnemosyne suddenly became energetic, quickly took the manuscript, and started reading it with great interest.
It has to be said that a certain Dionysus has done a lot of research on what he likes, especially on several named goddesses.
Of course, sometimes too much proficiency may have the opposite effect.
After turning over a chapter, Mnemosyne looked up and saw Lorne standing in front of her, and couldn't help but be startled.
“Why are you still here?”
“Go and do your work first, don't disturb me reading.”
Seeing the goddess of memory waving away the guests while continuing to turn over the book, Lorne, who had just finished delivering the gifts, couldn't help but turn dark.
Sister, are you doing it the other way around? This is my home...
But seeing how much the goddess of memory had helped him, Lorne finally swallowed his words, turned around and left the Temple of the Three Goddess helplessly, giving this bookworm a quiet space to read.
After walking out of the Temple of the Three Goddess, Lorne looked at the star-shrouded sanctuary and made secret calculations.
The free fighting match between Typhon and Bogong has been arranged, and Thessaly is also waiting for the fish to take the bait, so there is no need to think about business for the time being;
In terms of personal matters, I had just escaped the fate of being squeezed dry by using the banner of Mnemosyne, and I was in a relatively safe state;
Where should we go next?
I don't dare to go back to the Great Temple anyway, why don't I go down below to see the master?
I haven't seen her for such a long time, and I miss her quite a bit.
It just so happens that I also want to ask some things about the Titan gods.
Lorne made up his mind, jumped from the floating island, and fell towards the depths of the stars.
However, as soon as he stepped into the cave, he felt a sense of heaviness like being stuck in a quagmire.
Weightlessness, confusion, dizziness and other powers that interfere with perception came one after another, catching him off guard and feeling in a daze.
—【Maze】?
—What is Athena doing?
The familiar spinning of the earth and the earth finally made his chaotic thoughts regain some clarity.
But the next moment, dozens of dark, cold chains wrapped around him like snakes, tying him up tightly.
Lorne struggled subconsciously, only to find that the thing on his body seemed to be extremely strong.
He looked down and his face turned black.
Orichalcum and mithril, with a lot of God-level suppression spells engraved inside and outside. Those who didn't know better thought he was some serious criminal...
“Ouch, what are you doing? Untie things quickly.”
Looking at himself being tied into a rice dumpling, Lorne looked at Athena who was standing in front of the cave entrance depressedly.
“I don't have any objection…”
The goddess of wisdom spread her hands and said with an innocent smile.
"But you have to ask them if they both agree."
With that said, Hera and Artemis walked out of the cave, each holding one end of the chain. They looked at the successfully captured prey and subconsciously licked their moist lips. Seeing this situation, Lorne felt resentful in his heart.
Athena, are you a bad example? You actually joined forces with outsiders to squat on me here?
Wait until I come out and see if I don't smash your ass!
Just when Lorne tried to use violence to break free from the chains on his body and teach these crazy women a lesson, he found that the power of the Lord God in his body was obscure and stagnant, making it difficult to use it.
“What's going on?”
"Thanks to your master for this. Based on the chain on her body, she reversely deconstructed the materials and techniques on it and completed a semi-finished product, which is specially used to tie you up."
Athena spoke with a smile and betrayed her non-staff teammates without hesitation.
While talking, Hera and Artemis could not wait to drag him into the cave, and tied him to a stone pillar three times inside and three times outside.
"..." Lorne's face turned dark, and he cast a sinister gaze at the accomplices beside him.
Feeling the almost murderous look in her disciple's eyes, Hecate shrank her neck back and defended herself with a dry smile: "It's none of my business, they forced me to do it. If I don't do it, they will." Put me to death, I am also innocent, it is up to you to sacrifice."
At this time, an open jar of honey in the corner seemed to verify the innocence of the Queen of Hell.
However, Lorne sneered in response and unceremoniously exposed Hecate's disguise.
“Don't come here, can the reverse deconstruction be completed on the spot? I'm afraid you've been holding back your bad intentions for a long time and wanted to trick me with this thing, and then you were caught by Athena, right?”
“That's right!”
Athena smiled and praised someone's acumen, and unceremoniously sold Hecate again, adding a precise and hard last hit.
“By the way, she asked me to place the jar of honey too.”
Seeing that the majestic goddess of wisdom was so dishonest, Hecate, who once had the priesthood of conspiracy, felt a mixture of sadness and anger in her heart.
Threatened if you don't help, sold when you're done with it, turned against me ruthlessly and sow discord. Are you the God of Conspiracy, or am I the God of Conspiracy?
“Master, let's settle the score later!”
Lorne gouged out Hecate, who had been restless recently, and then skillfully switched to a friendly and gentle smile, looking lovingly at Hera and Artemis in front of her.
"How could I forget what happened during the day? If you don't let me go first, it would be inconvenient to tie me up and make love."
Hera and Artemis looked at each other and both looked forward.
The dark chains are tightly clasped on the prey's fair skin, like ferocious poisonous snakes twisting and swimming around a perfect marble sculpture. Their sharp fangs are always ready to insert into the tight muscles, giving the whole body a sense of imprisonment. And the visual impact of abuse.
The two goddesses couldn't help but nodded, licking their pink lips lightly.
Well, it is indeed very inconvenient.
But it's exciting!
Furthermore, he is the only main **** at the scene. If he is released, who can stop him if he wants to run away and default on his debt?
At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and tore the white clothes under the chains into disconnected strips of cloth. The large swath of fair skin was instantly attached to the cold black metal, making the sense of fragmentation and shame on the field even more prominent. .
The reason why the elements of immorality and contrast have endured for a long time is that they have a market among both men and women.
For men, it's called “coaxing a delinquent girl to become a good girl, and pulling a good-natured woman to join the profession.”
For women, it means "persuading the prodigal son in the flower bush to turn back, and pulling the good housewife and man into the water."
The higher the position, the more intense the resistance, the greater the contrast, and the stronger the impact.
In an instant, Hera and Artemis' breathing became even more rapid, a flush visible to the naked eye appeared on their faces, their eyes were filled with fiery desire, and they unanimously gave a thumbs up to Athena beside them.
She deserves to be the goddess of art, her aesthetic is online!
Now, I'm even more excited!
After receiving the praise from her friends, Athena felt quite proud. She immediately waved her bare hands to unfold the power of the labyrinth and built a temporary pleasure palace.
Hera took out a new can of pink Eleusinian porridge and fed her lovingly mouth-to-mouth, so that her little lover would be more energetic in the upcoming battle.
Artemis attracted the light of the full moon to shine on each other, completely refreshing their physical condition and allowing them to regain their youth and purity.
—Speaking of which, this hand patching technology was acquired from Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, when Lorne sneaked into the island of Cyprus with Artemis.
It's really your own fault…
Lorne looked at the three freshly baked virgin goddesses, rushing towards them like hungry tigers to start a formal dinner, and a tear of regret fell from the corner of his eyes.
The dark cave was shaking violently. Hecate looked at the single room next door shrouded in the power of the labyrinth, and hurriedly started reverse deconstruction, hoping to get a glimpse of the intense live broadcast.
It's rare to see her good disciple fall out of favor, and it would be a disgrace to her reputation as the goddess of games and pleasure if she doesn't support her.
At the same time, the starlight in the sanctuary shook and the stars swayed down.
Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory, who was sitting in front of the Temple of the Three Goddess, first paused with her hands, and then continued to read the manuscript in her hand as if nothing had happened.
It's nothing, I'm used to it.
At that time, her temple of memory was often tormented by some boys and girls.
It's great to be young…
As the movement in the depths of the starry sky became louder and louder, Mnemosyne shook her head with emotion, wrapped herself in the realm woven by the divinity of memory, and continued to read the manuscript in her hand.
However, she did not notice that a cluster of faint starlight and flames seemed to light up in the two crystal coffins under the statue of the three goddesses.
(End of this chapter)
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