Chapter 613 Sisyphus

When Ganymede led Baxia and others to find the Giant King's Court, Hephaestus also completed the forging of Hermes.

Hermes now still looks like a skeleton, but the skeleton is full of metal texture, mainly gold, with silver light flowing on it.

The skull still retains its silver color, because it is only covered with a layer of mithril, which was forged by Hephaestus with a small hammer.

"God of Fire, now, we can enter the Mountain of the Gods."

Hermes' voice was full of hatred, but Hephaestus didn't care.

"Of course, but you need to climb from the root of the mountain, and I won't take you up."

Hephaestus said with a sneer.

The Mountain of the Gods floats above the earth and is hidden deep in the void. If you are a god, you can directly ascend from every place ruled by the Mountain of the Gods.

But if you are not a god, you need to find an opportunity to find the root of the Mountain of the Gods, start climbing from the earth, until you reach the top of the clouds and climb up the Mountain of the Gods in the void.

Hephaestus did this to humiliate Hermes, because the root of the Mountain of the Gods is steep and very difficult to climb, and it can be seen directly from the Mountain of the Gods.

"Okay."

Hermes was angry, but he knew there was no better way.

Hephaestus would never let him look for other gods on earth, and in his current state, it would be difficult for him to enter the city-state.

Climbing the root of the Mountain of the Gods will always attract the attention of other gods. Although he will be laughed at, he will soon be noticed by the gods and escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Seeing that he agreed, Hephaestus pulled him away from the volcano with a strange smile, and then pulled his right hand toward the sky, and a mountain appeared out of thin air.

The mountain was extremely steep, extending from the front to the sky.

Hermes snorted angrily, said nothing, and jumped directly onto the rocks. He used his hands and feet to push and began to climb to the top of the mountain.

"Who is that?"

At the end of the sky, a god noticed a shadow climbing at the bottom of the root of the sacred mountain, so he asked the god next to him.

"I don't know, but is the person standing behind that person the god of fire?"

the god next to him asked again.

"It's the god of fire. Is this a new device he made? It looks like a steel machine."

The god continued.

"Didn't the King of Gods forbid him to make such an attempt again?"

one god asked in surprise, but the others shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

Most of them were sons of gods, or beings who were chosen by a main god and granted the status of gods. They were not qualified to live on the top of the Mountain of Gods, so they mostly lived halfway up the mountain, closer to the root of the mountain.

The sound of their discussion came down from the mountainside, and Hermes heard it clearly, but he said nothing and just climbed up.

If Hephaestus was not there, he would naturally call on these gods to come and help, but Hephaestus was watching from behind, and if he called, it would only be humiliating himself.

Unless, he called on the main god or the powerful god.

But the main god and the powerful god were mostly on the top of the mountain, and they could not be touched at this moment.

Hermes climbed up all the way. His body was much stronger than before. He could penetrate the mountain with his fingers or toes, which made climbing much easier.

He simply ignored the discussion above, buried his head and climbed up, ignoring Hephaestus behind him.

After climbing for a long time, he looked up and found that he was still far away from the mountainside. When he turned around, the roots of the sacred mountain under his feet had disappeared, and the earth was very far away from him.

The road ahead was still steep, but it was better than the previous road, with a certain angle.

Hermes lowered his head and continued to climb.

Just like this, the sun set and rose slowly again, but he still didn't climb to the halfway point of the mountain.

But he didn't rest, nor did he listen to the discussion of the gods on the mountain, but just kept moving forward.

At noon, Hermes was climbing, and suddenly a voice sounded from the side.

"Her... Hermes?"

A surprised voice came, Hermes turned his head, and saw a man with iron chains on his hands and feet, and there was a huge stone in front of him.

This man was pushing the huge stone and walking upwards.

"Sisyphus?"

Hermes was also surprised. He didn't expect that he would meet this man, and he didn't expect that this man would recognize him.

"How did you become like this?"

Sisyphus asked in surprise: "Didn't you go to the Primordial Alliance?"

Hermes turned his head and found that Hephaestus was playing with a piece of ore in the distance, and didn't pay attention to his conversation with Sisyphus.

"I need your help."

Hermes said in a low and quick voice.

"If you can rescue me from here."

Sisyphus turned his head and pointed to the boulder in front of him: "I am willing to give you any help."

"No problem, as long as you can find a main god, or tell any main god about my presence here, I will help you get rid of the endless life of a prisoner."

Hermes said.

Sisyphus nodded as a promise, but he said nothing because Hephaestus had already looked at him.

"What are you talking to him, Sisyphus? Is your punishment over?"

Hephaestus said in a rebuke.

"Obviously not."

Sisyphus smiled and turned to salute. He walked on this steep cliff as if it were flat ground.

Although he was walking

on flat ground, the stone ball in front of him was not. After losing his support, the stone ball began to roll down, and soon rolled to the end of the root of the sacred mountain. But it did not fall to the ground, but rolled into the ground with a "swish".

"Go to the underworld to chase your ball, Sisyphus, don't cause trouble for yourself."

Hephaestus said, swinging the golden crutch in his hand.

"As you wish."

Sisyphus saluted again, then relaxed his feet, and his body quickly slid down along the cliff. Soon he fell to the ground and then drilled into the ground.

With a flash in front of his eyes, Sisyphus appeared in front of a dark world. In front of him was a mountain, like a reflection of the Mountain of Gods.

The round big stone was parked in front of him, as if waiting for him.

The mountain in front of him was filled with a terrifying atmosphere, with countless ghosts and skeletons circling around. From time to time, a black shadow flashed by, and no one could see what it was.

"Hey, guys, do you want to play the stone-pushing game?"

Sisyphus opened his hands exaggeratedly and said to the skeletons and ghosts in front of him.

The ghosts and skeletons nearby all looked over, but it was obvious that they had no interest in doing this, but Sisyphus was not discouraged.

"Let's see, when it falls, it kills more skeletons or ghosts. I bet on more ghosts."

"Impossible."

A ghost spoke, and his voice was like a person with a hole in his throat, his breath was thick and his words were soft.

"How is it impossible? Skeletons will help me, but ghosts won't. Come on, skeletons, let us smash the ghosts."

Sisyphus waved his hands and took the lead in pushing the boulder upwards.

The skeletons looked at each other and hurried up to help. They were willing to smash the ghosts for fun.

But as soon as the skeletons started to move, the ghosts became unhappy. They floated through the skeletons, scrambled to wrap around the boulder, and quickly carried it up the mountain.

Sisyphus strode after them. With the help of the ghosts, he didn't have to work hard to push the boulder.

"Just put it here."

After walking for a while, a ghost suddenly felt bored and spoke up.

"It won't break."

Sisyphus said hurriedly, "It's impossible to break the skeleton at this distance. It's not fun at all."

"Then go a little higher."

Another ghost said.

The other ghosts had no objection, and the stone ball continued to move upwards. Sisyphus followed closely behind.

After going up for a while, some small demons appeared beside them, and the ghosts stopped again.

"Go up, guys, this time we have to do something ruthless, so that those skeletons will always laugh at your voices. I have disliked them for a long time."

Sisyphus urged again.

"But this is the territory of small demons. There may be big demons and even balrogs further up. If..."

The ghosts still wanted to go up, but they were afraid that this was out of their territory.

"Don't be afraid, brothers. With this stone ball, it is the punishment of the gods. No one will care if I push it to Hades' house. It's okay. Let's give the skeletons a big one."

Sisyphus said, shaking his hands.

The ghosts hesitated for a moment, and then continued to move at his urging.

At this time, although Sisyphus was following, his eyes were swaying left and right, and he would ask the little devil who was curious from time to time: "Have you seen Cerberus?"

"No, no."

The little devil who was asked immediately waved his hands vigorously and said with a face full of fear.

Sisyphus, who got the news, chased forward a few steps in disappointment, and then asked other little devils.

After walking a little further, Sisyphus was still asking questions when the ghost in front of him suddenly fled backwards like an explosion.

The boulder rolled backwards, and Sisyphus immediately stopped the boulder. He lowered his head and looked up through the gap between the boulder and the ground, and saw a flame and a pool of saliva.

The saliva made a "sizzling" sound on the ground and was corroding the ground.

"Cerberus, it's me, I'm Sisyphus, I have something to tell you."

Sisyphus said hurriedly.

"What is it?"

"What can it be? Don't talk to him."

"He is a deceiver, stay away from him."

Three voices came, and at the same time a figure walked over from the side of the boulder. It was a vicious dog with three heads, and the fire of hell was burning on its body.

"I'll tell you something fun, Hermes knows it, right?"

Sisyphus said with excitement, "He turned into a skull, a skeleton, and was forced to climb a mountain by Hephaestus."

"Impossible."

"That's Hermes, how is that possible?"

"If it's really a skeleton, I wonder if it tastes good."

The last dog head said with drool.

"Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld, has a grudge against Hermes. If you tell him this news, he might reward you with a big devil as food. Haha, if I were you, I would tell him this news."

Sisyphus said with a sly smile.

"Really?"

"The King of Hell doesn't like Hermes."

"I don't like Hermes either."

The three dog heads said, looked at each other, and then immediately turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Looking at their backs, Sisyphus smiled, let go of the boulder, and then slid down to the foot of the mountain.