"Hephaestus, do you know the zodiac?"
"heard about it."
Russell's question did not trouble Hephaestus. In the mural carvings of his temple, there are records about the sun, moon and stars: "The sun moves on the background of the starry sky, moving once a year, and finally returns to its original position. This route It’s called the Zodiac.”
From a geocentric perspective, or looking up at the night sky from where the Earth is, Hephaestus is absolutely right.
Russell does not intend to point out that in a world with a mythological background, there is no point in dwelling on these matters.
Moreover, the celestial bodies in this world are indeed a bit weird. It would be wrong to substitute what Russell knew.
He said bluntly: "On the ecliptic, every equally divided area has a constellation nearby, which adds up to exactly twelve."
"You mean the zoo?"
"What?"
Now it was Russell's turn to look bored. He didn't understand what the zoo meant. If it was a literal meaning, he wanted to apply to be the director.
After Hephaestus' explanation, Russell learned that in Olympus, the gods believed that the constellations in the sky were composed of various animals, so they called the starry sky a zoo.
A group of gods headed by the goddess of destiny, including Apollo, the "god of light", constructed a large and complex set of "astrology" through the positions of stars in the sky, the way they intersect with each other, etc.
There is also Zeus, a god who has nothing to do and wanders around all day long. He likes to combine wonderful stories with constellations, rename them and give them different meanings.
It’s not a joke, but before Zeus pulled up his pants, besides changing things up and down, he was quite artistic a few times.
Nowadays, people are no longer good. They only like literature and art when they were young. When they grow up, they lie flat in front of society and only like money.
Closer to home, Russell learned that Mount Olympus paid attention to the constellations in the sky, but it was far from paying attention to them. Naming the constellations or assigning meanings to them was a pastime in their spare time.
To put it bluntly, it’s just to have fun.
Also, this world is not prehistoric, and naming constellations will not earn you any merit.
Several constellations have been defined in the zodiac, and most of the remaining constellations have been ignored so far, such as Cancer, Leo, Sagittarius, etc. They only have a name and a rough star map, and there are no records of related legends.
Russell touched his chin and said that it was understandable. The real attention to constellations must start from the heroic age of mankind.
For example, Hercules, the most famous hero in Greek mythology, before he became famous, the legend of constellations was basically blank.
Looking into the reason, we can only say that Heracles killed so and so, and the constellations in the sky have one more story.
Those who come later follow the gourd's example, and the sky is filled with stories.
As for when Hercules will be born, it depends on why Russell's silly brother Perseus has a granddaughter.
Because of Zeus's tireless efforts, Perseus was both the brother of Heracles and the great-grandfather of Hercules.
If Hercules was the center, Zeus would have to call his son, Perseus, grandfather.
To be honest, if you don’t go through it carefully, the genealogy of Mount Olympus is just a confusing logic test.
"Russell, what are you thinking about? You are smiling so... so..."
Hephaestus didn't know how to speak, and he used several derogatory words, but none of them tasted good enough.
"Nothing, I suddenly thought of something funny."
"tell me the story."
"Last time I passed by the seaside, I saw Poseidon practicing the splits on the beach."
"..."
"Okay, without further ado, I want to forge ten...three holy garments. Because they are forged at the same time, and my strength is limited, you must help me."
Russell said, waving his hand and throwing out thirteen figures. He modeled them after the golden suit in [Saint Seiya]. There may be some differences in appearance, but the appearance is all top-notch.
"Another armor that pursues a gorgeous appearance..."
Hephaestus shook his head. He wanted to say something good but it didn't mean it was practical. Thinking of the sun god suit on Russell's body, he decisively retracted the second half of his sentence.
"Hephaestus, use some snacks. If we can successfully forge it, it will change the aesthetics of the entire Olympus. By extension, it will affect the trend of the entire world."
Russell induced him earnestly, subconsciously taking on the role of hiding his identity, and whispered in a low voice: "Isn't it exciting to use your own hands to change the entire world, to become a big man standing at the top, a pioneer respected by future generations?"
"No."
The honest man shook his head: "Both I and Athena have passed down our skills to mortal craftsmen. We have reached the top and are admired by the world."
"That's different..."
Russell chuckled and squinted his eyes close to Hephaestus: "Think about these beautiful and practical holy clothes. After they appear in this world, they will be crazily sought after by the gods. Some of them used to look down upon you. goddess."
"So what?"
"Idiot, you can take this opportunity to avenge your shame and forge armor for them. They...hehehe...if they don't agree, get out of here. Think about it and continue to line up."
Upon hearing Russell's words, Hephaestus immediately turned red and hesitated: "This, this... I'm not that kind of person, no, I mean I didn't understand."
"you sure?"
"I'm pretty sure. I don't know what you're talking about. Start forging armor now!"
"..."
Hephaestus was visibly in high spirits, and Russell rolled his eyes, thinking that he was thinking shit.
Because there was something Russell didn’t say.
The two people who can make the Holy Cloth are the handsome God of the Sun and God of War, and the other is a lame old blacksmith. When the goddesses see this multiple-choice question, they will definitely run to the Sun Temple, and no one will give the old blacksmith a free gift. Pay attention.
…
In the forging room, thirteen lumps of alloy liquid were imprisoned in the air by electromagnetic force. During the cooling process, they split into hundreds of firmware pieces of different sizes.
The material of the Holy Cloth was prepared by Hephaestus himself. In addition to the rare Kobelco, it was also mixed with other precious metals, or natural and earthly treasures.
For example, Silver Star Sand is not available in the Sun Temple. Although the proportion is small, it is indispensable.
Russell's eyes were half-squinted, an arc flashed on his forehead, and he fixed all the firmware as quickly as possible before it cooled down completely.
Hephaestus looked solemn, holding a black hammer in each hand, one big and one small. The moment the firmware cooled, he jumped up, waved his arms, and dropped the hammer on the armor surface.
The two men had a clear division of labor. Russell made the rough mold, Hephaestus was responsible for the rough processing, and then handed it over to Russell to carve the corners and other detailed parts.
On the volcano pontoon, two figures alternated back and forth, and the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong was heard. Every time a blow fell, it was accompanied by a hurricane, forcing the magma below to stop rolling.
Boom! !
Legend has it that whenever Hephaestus, the God of Fire, forged, there would be volcanic eruptions or earthquakes.
This time was no exception. When the hammer fell, the buzzing sound trembled back and forth, echoing nine times in the crater. The resonance caused the entire volcano to tremble slightly.
The squeezed magma fought back, and the high temperature filled the cave, causing the thirteen unformed holy garments to show signs of melting again.
Russell didn't think about it, recalling the insights he had when he forged the Sun God's suit last time. The golden-red light in his eyes soared, and the giant hammer in his hand struck down high.
Ding~~~
After a crisp sound, Hephaestus on the side immediately trembled slightly. His talent was as powerful as his. Russell was instantly brought into the opportunity, and he experienced the wonderful feeling of forging divine objects from heaven and earth.
High in the sky, lightning and thunderclouds gathered again, but as soon as the thunder formed a climate, it was scattered by several beams of light rushing from the crater.
They were clouds dotted with stars, corresponding to the constellations of the thirteen holy garments. They were bright and sacred.
Outside the void, the stars suddenly brightened, and thirteen beams of light rushed down, just like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens rolling back into the world.
When the brilliance fell to the ground, the strange beam of light converged, impacted the constellation pattern, and fell into the crater of the volcano.
Buzz buzz————
Russell and Hephaestus, who were obsessed with blacksmithing, didn't realize it. With solemn expressions, they fixed the light and shadow of the fallen constellations, and then penetrated them into the corresponding holy clothes.
The constellations entered the body, and the thirteen holy clothes took shape quickly. Star maps unfolded behind them, shining one by one according to the order of the ecliptic.
Every time it shines, a piece of holy clothing transforms from its armored state into a person or object on the nebula.
The light shines brightly!
Russell and Hephaestus both stopped and watched the Holy Cloth forge itself. Their eyes were dull and they forced their minds to keep up with the forging steps and understand the mystery.
Russell has entered this state for the second time, and Hephaestus is the first time. The look of obsession on his face is even stronger than when he peeked at Athena's back.
The star map was full of wonders, and after each one shone, the divine light of the Holy Clothes converged, descended from mid-air, and was placed in a ring, displayed in a circle on the large iron box.
After a long time, Hephaestus woke up, rubbed his hands and came forward, caressing each piece of holy clothing with admiration.
"Russell, we succeeded, we succeeded..."
Hephaestus was so excited that he subconsciously turned into a repeater and muttered a sentence back and forth.
Russell frowned. Although the Holy Cloth was forged successfully, he was very dissatisfied with the color. It had all kinds of colors and looked like a ragtag army, without any majesty at all.
For example, Cancer and Pisces, the aquatic combinations are all covered in blue gray, and some people believe that they are bronze holy clothes.
As Party A, Russell was very dissatisfied, scolded Party B profusely, and refused to accept the goods; as Party B, Russell had no clue how to make changes, thinking that Party A was forcing things upon others.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, his authority unfolded, and he wore the sun god's battle suit.
Golden vertical lines lit up on the edges and surface of the battle clothes, and the light spread in all directions. The thirteen holy clothes were bathed in it, absorbing the dazzling sunlight like a bottomless pit.
After a moment, the divine light was fully absorbed, and Russell put away the Sun God battle clothes, surrounded by thirteen holy clothes in a circle.
The dazzling golden light bloomed one by one and spread continuously, illuminating the entire volcanic cavity and filling the room with brilliance. The bright red sea was also covered with a layer of golden light.
"It's done!"
