City, street, rainy night.
On such an annoying night, it was definitely not just the rain and darkness that made people feel breathless.
The dirtiest and messiest place in Noraton City here is the standard lower city. Even if the rainwater is not black when it falls from the sky, when it flows in the dark ditch built decades ago, it is It will completely dye the color of the city.
It was solid black.
Bang.
The heavy objects wrapped in sacks were thrown into the ditch where the rainwater gathered, splashing a pool of dirty water, making it difficult for people to hide.
"Jesus, Hughes! Are you blind!"
Wearing a shabby old-fashioned raincoat, the same black appearance as the night sky was flowing with the same black rain. The man who had just thrown the sack into the water and took a step back looked at his appearance that seemed to be dirtier, and shouted angrily. There was a sound.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Anyway, you, a fat man, are originally black, from the inside out."
The man named Hughes exhaled a thick puff of smoke and let it dissipate in the rain. He looked at it with disdain as it drifted in the ditch. It would be washed into the underground river in the heavy rain and finally end up somewhere. After a while, the corpse sank into the reservoir or flowed into the sea. He took off the cigarette from his mouth, took one last puff, and then flicked it into the water.
There was no sound, and the weak firelight was swallowed up by darkness in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
"Whether I am blind or not depends on whether my wife will kick me out of the house tonight, but the guy in the water is indeed blind."
Hughes is a very young man, but I don't know why his eyes always look very vicissitudes of life.
"Hey Hughes, do you think we should also..."
"What should it be."
Hughes, who was also wearing a thick black raincoat, still looked into the water, watching the guy wrapped in a sack, who was once their boss, disappear along the current.
They have done this many times in the past. The difference is that in the past, when they threw people in, they only started after the boss gave the order. But this time, the person who was thrown into the water was their boss, and the person who issued the order claimed to be God...
"Do you think we should show our loyalty as soon as possible."
Hughes took a deep breath, lit another cigarette, held it in his mouth, and raised his head, hoping to see a glimmer of light through the heavy rain and dark clouds.
"It's hard to say..."
Hughes' voice became deeper and deeper: "I always feel that something... not good will happen."
After speaking, he threw the cigarette he had just lit into the water, without looking at his companions, and turned to leave, leaving only one sentence.
"Lonzo, leave the gang as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will die."
Hughes left silently and walked into the thick rain. Although he is the lowest-level member of a gang, doing the dirtiest, lowest-level jobs, and the easiest to be silenced, the reason why Hughes has been in the gang since he was ten years old and is living well until now is because, He trusted his instincts and some mysterious revelation.
But now, his instinct told him to stay away from here. Get away from everything here, get away from the city.
otherwise……
will die.
……………………
Dressed in black uniform and a thick floor-length coat, Hades sat in front of the antique fireplace, looking at the dancing flames in front of him, thinking constantly in his heart.
Right now, he has gone from an "escaped" prisoner to the leader of a gang. For a god, even in his weakest state, this is not a very difficult thing.
This kind of thing has been dealt with in the same way since ancient times. You state your appeal, and then kill the first person who opposes you. Say your appeal again, kill the second person who may oppose you, and ask again for the third time. No one objects, okay, you Your request was successfully realized.
That day, Hades walked to the place where the gang members gathered and expressed his desire to become their new boss.
Very good, only the boss objected.
Oh, now I have to say that it was the former boss who was against it.
…
As a god, a god who once owned almost everything and regarded the entire human group as cattle, sheep, and livestock, Hades's ambition was of course not just as simple as being the boss of a dynamic social group.
Recover your own divine power, take back your divine kingdom, become the god in charge of the underworld again, take revenge on that human being, and take revenge on all human beings!
This is Hades's wish.
Among them, the last two steps can be slightly modified in the order of redemption. But the first few items must be followed step by step.
Just...how to do it.
Clutching the amulet in his hand, Hades, no matter how reluctant he was, had to admit that the world today was really different from what he was familiar with back then.
Those things like the rapidly growing population and technology didn't matter. What really surprised him was that today's humans no longer respect the gods.
They no longer bend their knees to the dirt at every turn and pray to the gods to cure their parents' illnesses. They no longer enshrine their most precious assets on the altar in the hope that the gods will bring blessings. They no longer contribute everything they have to their blood, sweat and Life builds huge temples on the mountain tops...
They do nothing but study gods as...as a kind of knowledge, a kind of historical legacy.
Hades really didn't like the feeling of being forgotten in history, and he didn't even like the feeling of being able to just sit here, unable to rage.
This made him feel that he had really been swept into the garbage heap of history, a broken idol with no appearance.
Old, black, worn out, coexisting with dirt and insects.
How can people disrespect God?
People must respect God!
His fingers exerted force unconsciously, making a squeaking sound on his amulet.
With a snap, the flames in the fireplace jumped and exploded with a spark, disrupting Hades's contemplation.
"well……"
He let out a long, tired, unconscious sigh that he had not heard for a long time.
I think so, I say so, but how can I do it?
Today's human world is really no longer the paradise that belonged to the gods in the past.
After taking over the gang, Hades did not feel that he had completed a certain phase of the task. He did not celebrate his success, but hid himself deeply, hiding in a dark place, quietly observing and understanding Today's world.
He is a god after all, and he soon became familiar with the way humans live today, and even learned to surf the Internet.
The Internet is a really good thing.
Hades searched for everything he wanted to know on the Internet in an almost greedy manner, and at the same time, he also saw what he least wanted to see.
Those who are powerful, not even weaker than gods, are humans.
He found some scenes of battles between super humans that were controlled but still had a lot of information circulating on the Internet.
I swear on the name of Hades, Hades has never doubted himself like this.
Superman. Although he is not a human being, but more like a god, he is always willing to stand on the side of humans. And his power and invincibility deeply hurt Hades's heart.
In his heyday, when he was one of the masters of this land, Hades did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to defeat this terrible guy.
And there are many, many guys like Superman who clearly have the ability to become gods but always side with humans. Although their strengths are different and uneven, there are simply too many of them.
At least, compared to him, a lonely god, he had an absolute advantage in numbers.
Among them, Hades also discovered the guy he wanted to take revenge on most.
The human with a cat who always makes weird noises.
His name: Lynn.
Although I don’t know why, there is very little information about this person on the Internet, as if someone has deliberately concealed it and does not want others to know.
But this is the Internet after all, and if you want to check it, you can still find it.
And Hades recognized at a glance that the guy was the guy holding a big sword in the cave and cutting off a piece of his shoulder.
This kind of person is actually a... hero among the human race? !
It seems that human beings do have their own ways of dying.
Among the entries related to Lynn, the one that appears most often is: cat. Next up: Batman. And then: Gotham.
"Gotham..."
There was a cold light in Hades's eyes, and his black power overflowed, even affecting the flames in the fireplace.
So, do you want to go to Gotham?
To seek revenge on Lin En, to learn more about him, to destroy his city, to destroy those things and people he cherishes?
"No, no, no... now is not the time..."
Hades knew that the crazy Linn that day definitely did not show his strongest ability. This is an obvious fact. Based on this, Hades would not mind pushing up his imagined Linn's strength. Two levels.
Perhaps, only when he regains his full strength can he truly defeat that guy.
But...how to do it.
Although he is a god and is almost immortal, he is fully capable of hiding himself in a corner of a deep mountain and wild forest, relying on his own lifespan to survive a mere human being, but Hardy Si felt that based on his identity and personality as a god, such an approach was in itself a kind of failure and resignation.
Therefore, he still has to find a way to restore his divine power, find a way to kill more people for sacrifice, and find a way to get more people to believe in him. At the same time, he still cannot expose himself to those so-called heroes who like to meddle in their own business... …
This is really an endless contradiction...
"unless……"
Peel, the flame jumped again.
Hades looked at the leaping flames and unconsciously stretched his hand to his head.
There, there should have been a helmet. An artifact that once belonged to him, a helmet made from the hands of the gods, bathed in the blood of the gods, and then used by the gods.
It was destroyed by Zeus.
"If I could have my own artifact again... No. If I could have more artifacts..."
Hades thought about his helmet, the god who forged the helmet, the lightning of Zeus and the trident of Poseidon, the god of fire and craftsman in Olympus, and the hand of Lin En. That sharp and powerful sword...
"Oh, hehe, I seem to have found a way to break the situation."
As long as there are enough and powerful artifacts, he can return to his heyday before taking revenge on Linn, and even...better!
As his fingers crossed his forehead, a series of plans and names of people and places flashed through Hades' mind.
After a long silence, he seemed to have made up his mind and stood up slowly.
The firelight reflected on his face, flickering on and off, and the large and heavy coat slid down to the ground from his slightly thin and dry shoulders, making no sound and forming a pile.
Hades walked around from his seat, walked slowly to the door, and opened the door expressionlessly, gently.
Outside the door, a fat, bald man was wearing a forced smile, and a scantily clad woman was standing there, about to knock on the door.
"Ha... God, Lord God! I..."
As the fat man spoke, sweat poured down his forehead.
As the former second-in-command of the gang and now the second-in-command of the gang, he has completely given up on the idea of righting himself up.
What he wants to do most, but also dares not to do the most, is to escape from this damn place and leave this city, this... God forever.
Because not long ago, his boss was right in front of him, sitting on the seat next to him. Just because of a word, the tall guy in front of him, who claimed to be a god, cruelly gouged out a pair of eyes with his hands. Pulled out his tongue and finally crushed his head.
He kept repeating the screams he heard and the tragic scenes he saw in his mind all the time. Death was so close to him for the first time. Only then did he realize that what he had done to others was so horrific.
He could even recall the taste of that guy's blood pouring into his mouth.
Disgusting, horrific, disgusting.
Now, he doesn't want to think about anything but to please the man in front of him, no matter what it takes, no matter who dies, as long as he can live.
Therefore, he brought a woman, a clean woman, a weak woman who could arouse everyone's greed and love.
"Lord God, I..."
"You're fine. You're fine."
Hades' height of nearly two meters brought endless pressure. He pressed his dry and cold hands on the man's shoulders and smiled when he looked at the cautious smile he showed.
"Oh, but I don't need you anymore."
"Ah? Lord God, I...I...! Uh..."
Dry up quickly, whether it's the arms or the head. The fat bald man turned into a withered corpse in almost a few breaths. As Hades raised his palm, he fell crookedly to the ground and shattered into ashes on the ground.
"do not be afraid."
Hades bent down slightly, lowered his head, looked at the woman's tearful face, gently raised his hand, and wiped away the tears on the woman's face with his fingers.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
Withdrawing her hand, the woman's withered body also fell to the ground and turned into dry dust.
Hades straightened up and walked outside.
Outside, there are more people.
There is more life.
Tonight, they will all dedicate their humble everything to the great Lord Hades.
