Chapter 207 The World's Most Despicable Jailbreak Gang (5.4k)
The figure half-lying on the mountain road looked tiredly at the huge rock that had fallen at the foot of the mountain. He wanted to lie down on one side and take a lazy rest for a while.
But the chains and shackles engraved with inscriptions on his body resonated and vibrated like red-hot irons, bringing pain that went straight to his soul.
Suddenly, the prisoner let out a low groan, his facial features twitched slightly, and he could only curse a few words angrily, then turned around and walked back, dragging his heavy chains.
“It never ends!”
"So, are you willing to speak? Sinner Sisyphus..."
A gentle and calm voice came from the hazy fog, and a young man with golden eyes and hair, wearing a loose white robe, was standing at the starting point at the foot of the mountain with his arms folded.
"What?" Sisyphus, dragging shackles and chains, blinked with an innocent look on his face.
"My brother Thanatos, where exactly did you lured him to?" the young man in white robe asked calmly, not at all fooled by the other party's superficial disguise.
"What good will it do to tell me?"
"No." The young man in white robe shook his head in response, his expression turned a little colder, "But if you don't tell me, you will suffer the most cruel punishment in the underworld!"
"So what am I doing now?"
"Serving a sentence..."
"Look, I didn't say I would serve my sentence, but if I did, then wouldn't it be in vain?" Sisyphus counted on his fingers and looked at Hypnos, the god of sleep, who came to question him with disdain. "You want me to open my mouth for no good? Even the old river god Aesop is more sensible than you."
When Zeus transformed himself into an eagle to abduct Aegina, Sisyphus, who witnessed the incident, sold Zeus's secrets to the old river god Aesop, who was looking for his daughter. In return, he gained a holy spring that flowed all year round for the Kingdom of Corinth under his rule.
As if persuaded by Sisyphus, Hypnos frowned, thought for a while, and then named a price.
"As long as you are willing to confess, I can plead with Hades to spare you from eternal punishment."
"In other words, I can go home?" Sisyphus' eyes lit up and he seemed quite interested.
"Impossible!" However, Hypnos bluntly extinguished the prisoner's fantasy, "Your sins are so serious that even if you are spared the eternal punishment of God, you will need to continue to be punished in other areas until you are cleansed of your sins."
"Forget it, I've just gotten used to this job and I have no plans to change jobs for the time being."
Sisyphus waved his hand with a smile, bent down and pushed the thousand-pound boulder at the foot of the mountain, preparing to complete today's small goal of 100 back and forth movements as usual.
"You are so stubborn!" Hypnos was angry but helpless for not getting the answer he wanted.
This guy was the founder and king of Corinth. Not long ago, he was caught for his crime of informing the old river god Aesopus, and was hated by Zeus.
The king of gods sentenced Sisyphus to death for blasphemy and ordered Thanatos, the god of death, to go to Corinth to take away the sinner's soul and make him suffer in the underworld.
Unexpectedly, this guy used trickery to kidnap and hide the god of death, causing the balance of life and death in the world to be unbalanced.
Although Hecate, the goddess of the underworld, went to investigate and caught the culprit and threw him into the underworld, this guy still did not change his bad habits. He used sweet words to ask Hades for three days to deal with his funeral affairs and promised to sacrifice to Hades. As a result, he immediately turned hostile when he returned to the human world, refused to leave, and refused to tell the whereabouts of Thanatos, the god of death...
Now, Pluto, who had been fooled, was furious. He commissioned Hecate, who was still looking for Thanatos on the earth, to capture this repeat offender. He then personally formulated a cruel punishment for Sisyphus.
That is, he is required to push a huge rock to the top of a mountain, but the rock always rolls down the mountain before reaching the top, and all his previous efforts are wasted. Therefore, he needs to repeat this task endlessly until his soul and will are completely exhausted in this boring and painful eternal divine punishment.
Unless he can confess his crimes and reveal the whereabouts of Thanatos, the god of death, as soon as possible, there is a chance of getting a slight pardon.
However, this guy was enjoying it and had no intention of giving in.
Sometimes he even had the mind and energy to make jokes, which made Hypnos, the god of sleep, very depressed when he came to question him.
Hypnos was in a bad mood as his request was in vain and he had no mood to stay any longer. His body turned into black butterflies and dispersed into the death fog that filled the underworld.
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"Sisyphus?"
A deep voice came from the darkness, and two slender figures emerged from the gray fog of the underworld, accompanied by the surge of death.
The prisoner serving his sentence was slightly stunned, then looked at the two strange visitors at the foot of the mountain in surprise and touched his chin narcissistically.
"You know me? Has my deeds and fame spread to this extent?"
“…”
"Come on, come on, help me, let me rest for a while. When we return to Corinth, I will treat you to some wine - the best ambrosia mead, which was given to me by Dionysus, the god of wine!"
“…………”
As the real owner, Loen's face turned black when he saw this professional liar who was talking nonsense, and he was speechless for a moment.
Seeing that the other side had no intention of helping, Sisyphus' interest in the two visitors waned and he hummed lazily.
"My friend, why are you here if you don't know each other? Are you here to have fun?"
On the hillside, the prisoner with golden hair and feminine facial features narcissistically touched the single golden gem earring hanging on the left pendant, leaned against the boulder with a smile, blinked his narrow fox eyes, and gave a playful reminder.
"It's just for fun, I don't care. I just need a few people to chat with and relieve my boredom. Just be careful not to become the fun in the end..."
"Oh, what do you mean?"
Hearing Sisyphus's meaningful ridicule, Loen couldn't help but feel curious.
"Friend, this is not a place where everyone is qualified to come. You must be a prisoner who has committed a serious crime, like me..."
Sisyphus pointed at his nose with a smile, then looked at Lorne and Thetis in front of him with a playful look.
"Or they are unruly stowaways who were automatically teleported to the lowest level of the underworld - Tartarus Hell - by Erebus because of illegal border crossing. For example... you?"
[Erebus] means [darkness]. It is the underworld defense system created by the goddess of night, Nyx. It is the first place a person must pass through before entering the underworld after death. It is located between the present world and the underworld and is essentially three dark curtains.
That's right.
The dark area that Lorne and Thetis had entered through three underwater bronze doors was the underworld defense system called Erebus mentioned by Sisyphus.
Due to his own abnormalities, he and Thetis were thrown directly to the lowest level of the underworld - Tartarus.
This is the most heavily guarded prison in the underworld. Defeated Titans, ancient gods and monsters, and heinous criminals are all prisoners here, and it is rare for anyone to successfully escape.
"How do I get out?"
Lorne and Thetis looked at each other and muttered with a headache
They wandered in the dark wilderness for a while, and even with the protection of the [Holy Fire], they still couldn't find the right direction. If they hadn't accidentally found the vicinity of this mountain and been attracted by Sisyphus who was pushing a stone, who knows how long they would have continued to circle around.
"Don't know the way? It doesn't matter, I know this place well! Where do you want to go? I'll take you there!"
Upon hearing this, Sisyphus, who was standing by, rolled his eyes and came forward, appearing extremely friendly and enthusiastic.
Lorne glanced at the clinking handcuffs and shackles on Sisyphus with disdain.
"Are you so kind? To put it bluntly, don't you want us to help break the shackles and take you out?"
"Haha, it's on the way. Aren't you in need of a guide? I just happen to know how to escape from this damn place. Let's each get what we need without hindering each other."
Sisyphus answered with a smile, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed of having his little plan exposed.
Thetis stopped Lorne, who was about to continue mocking her, and gave her a gentle reminder.
"He's right..."
"Right, right, this beautiful goddess is sensible. Come on, help me remove these shackles first. Be careful not to take too long or you might bump into the guard dog strolling back and forth."
Sisyphus took the initiative to stretch out his hands and feet, and his familiar tone and winking movements made it seem as if the two sides were already hooking up with each other.
A living person who would voluntarily enter the underworld is either an ignorant fool or a ruthless character with ulterior motives.
The fact that they did not get lost in that original darkness proves that it was most likely the latter.
When faced with such a situation, of course he had to seize the opportunity. He didn't want to stay in this hellhole pushing stones forever.
Of course, it would be best if the opponent was a little dumber so that he could help him delay the pursuers from the underworld at the critical moment.
However, the habitual swindler who was secretly plotting did not notice the silent exchange of glances between Lorne and Thetis, nor the subtle teasing in their eyes.
Great, I’m hooked…
Since they knew that this was a habitual fraudster, Lorne and Thetis would not easily believe that this guy would be so kind.
The reason why they took the initiative to expose themselves to Sisyphus after the god of sleep Hypnos left was not just out of courtesy or to watch the show.
On the one hand, they did need a guide to lead them out of Tartarus.
The probability of finding someone who is relatively familiar with the underworld and will not expose them in this desolate and barren land is even lower than winning the lottery.
It would be a shame not to find an opportunity to bring him into the team and show his active attitude towards Sisyphus.
On the other hand, someone has to take the blame for disrupting the order of the underworld.
Sisyphus's size and length are just right.
Moreover, according to this guy's hatred value, if you encounter underworld pursuers that you cannot defeat on the way, you can first yell "Sisyphus is here" and then throw this guy out. It is guaranteed to be more effective than any type of meat shield.
One of them played the good cop and the other the bad cop. After successfully tricking Sisyphus, they let down their guard a little and took the initiative to show some goodwill. They were responsible for stabilizing the boulder and breaking the chains on the other person respectively.
Loen pulled the mountain copper chain, his eyes swept over the familiar spell chain on it, and he felt relieved.
Fortunately, Sisyphus is only a demigod and does not need any top-notch artifacts to serve as instruments of torture.
Otherwise, even if he wanted to recruit Sisyphus, he could only say that he could do nothing to help.
After confirming that it was not difficult to destroy this thing, Loen was completely relieved. While analyzing the spell on the chain, he asked questions with interest.
"Why do you want to tease the gods? With your intelligence, you should know the consequences of such disrespect."
"How can this be disrespectful? I am the most pious man!"
Sisyphus was indignant when he heard this and argued with a look of grievance on his face.
"You see, I simply took advantage of the deception and cunning that the gods gave to mankind. The more successful I am, the more it proves how excellent their creations are.
The better I am, the greater the achievements of the gods, and the more noble their existence!
So, I am just expressing my highest respect to the great creators of Olympus in a special way.
It would be fine if they were not happy, but they actually threw me into hell as punishment. How petty they are!"
Loen was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but look at this eloquent fraudster a few more times.
He seemed to have said something similar when he met Athena...
Then, Loen patted the dark rock in front of Sisyphus, with a meaningful look in his eyes.
"Do you regret being tortured by this meaningless labor day after day?"
Sisyphus's sophistry came to an abrupt end, but a happy smile still bloomed on his handsome face.
"Is it really meaningless? On the contrary, I feel fulfilled and proud. As long as I am here, there will always be something to do.
In my opinion, what I pushed was not just a huge rock, but a monument of human beings breaking through the shackles and teasing the gods. This is the greatest achievement of my life!"
Upon hearing this, Loen looked at Sisyphus for a long time and then burst into laughter.
"Interesting, interesting. Then I'll take your monument!"
In an instant, the outline of the [Gun of Nation-Building] appeared in Loen's hand, and the sharp edge flashing with a faint light swept forward, and the shackles under the prisoner's feet broke with a snap.
At the same time, the dark boulder collapsed and shattered. Hundreds of light patterns floated and flickered, turning into a red and black light band that rushed straight into the sky.
“Buzz!”
Circles of ripples spread out accompanied by the hum of the ether, and the gray-black death energy around it surged and rolled like boiling water.
The noises of bones rubbing against each other, the howling of undead souls, and the growling of hounds came one after another.
"They are coming after us, hurry up!"
Seeing this, Sisyphus, who had successfully escaped, roared and turned into a gust of wind, leaving behind Lorne and Thetis and ran forward quickly.
As we all know, when running for your life, you don't need to be fast, as long as you are ahead of your teammates.
He was not only the king of Corinth, but also the son of Aiolos, the god of rain and wind.
The alias of their family is - [Wind Riders].
Therefore, Sisyphus has enough confidence in his speed.
unless……
“Whoosh!”
Just as Sisyphus was feeling proud of himself, a fierce gust of wind swept past him, and the smile on his face froze.
Looking at the "partner" who was carrying a burden but was still far ahead, Sisyphus cursed in his heart.
The bitch of a goddess of luck actually let me encounter the [Super Speed] of the Hermes lineage...
"What are you daydreaming about? Lead the way!"
Loen glanced back at the temporary guide with a gloomy expression behind him, and took the initiative to slow down, keeping a few steps ahead, and gave a "kind" reminder.
"If you don't run away, the things you mentioned will probably happen..."
Hearing this, Sisyphus shuddered, and an expression uglier than crying immediately appeared on his face. Then he stimulated the divinity of the God of Wind in his body to the extreme and began this life-threatening escape.
At the same time, death fog surged above the wilderness, and the ghosts of the underworld gathered together, emitting high-pitched screams and waving their translucent claws, surrounding a jailbreak and two intruders.
The underworld beneath the feet of the three people began to vibrate and hum. One after another, white skeletons crawled out of the dark soil, using death energy to transform into black armor and white bones as swords and guns. They formed a linear formation and advanced towards the center, trying to annihilate the foreign enemies.
"Its source is light, its power is flame; it judges with sword, and punishes with fire!"
A solemn murmur echoed in the gray wilderness of death. The golden roulette wheel appeared behind Lorne, and the pointer turned to the sixth position.
"——I will make you see the light again!"
As the figure rushed forward, he rhythmically activated the power of [Fire], chanted the holy words, and stretched his fingers forward to grasp. Thousands of light-like cracks formed in the gray wilderness, and blazing white flames gushed out from them.
In an instant, the underworld patrolling spirits and skeleton guards along the way, along with the deathly aura that permeated the surroundings, evaporated and melted into a wisp of light smoke that drifted away with the wind.
“Hiss~!”
Seeing the scene in front of him, Sisyphus gasped and looked at the temporary partner in front of him in horror.
With one strike, he wiped out hundreds of underworld patrol spirits and skeleton guards. Who is this guy?
Fortunately, he didn't do anything out of line, otherwise, his small body would have been torn apart by the opponent.
Just as Sisyphus was secretly rejoicing, he heard a low voice asking.
"What's the way out? Where is it?"
"Ahead! The ferry! The underworld is surrounded by five intertwined rivers of the underworld. The road is too heavily guarded to pass, but we can go to where we want to go via the waterway!"
Sisyphus answered quickly. Under the threat of the previous blow, he dared not hide anything anymore and waited for the price to rise.
"That's good……"
Loen nodded with satisfaction, then, using the remaining power of [Fire], he bent his fingers and drew forward.
Buzz!
In an instant, Hermetic text, Titan runes, linear letters and other mysterious symbols that magicians were willing to pursue all their lives, gathered the remaining fire and turned into waterfalls of light, flowing and spreading in all directions, just like the cabbages that can be seen everywhere, covering the ground and illuminating the sky.
Suddenly, a pure white road of light led straight to the ferry crossing of the River Styx.
The underworld patrolling spirits that re-emerged from the dead air and the skeleton guards that crawled out from the ground were kept out.
Sisyphus looked at the gray-black underworld exposed before his eyes, and the densely packed underworld patrollers and skeleton guards outside the pure white light path. His evaluation of his collaborator in front of him rose several levels.
Also proficient in magic?
Although I don’t know where this guy comes from, I must not mess with him!
"It's right there, follow me!"
In order to show his own value, Sisyphus quickly pointed to the ferry crossing of the River Styx ahead and stepped forward to lead the way.
Lorne picked up Thetis and followed decisively.
Almost there!
Seeing that the ferry crossing of the River Styx had taken shape, Sisyphus was so excited that he was about to turn around and say a few words of celebration.
Unexpectedly, the temporary partner behind him kicked him more than ten meters away, and he almost fell into the surging River Styx.
"you……"
Sisyphus was so angry that he was about to denounce his ruthless teammate.
"Bang!"
Unexpectedly, a black shadow with three heads, a bronze collar around its neck and a body as strong as an ox rushed out from the death fog, smashed the light path, and pounced and bit him at the place where he was previously.
“Woof~!”
The attack missed, and the monster growled and raised its three heads. Crystal saliva dripped from its white gums, and its six dark red eyes stared straight at the jailbreak on the edge of the Styx.
The two-legged beast opposite smells so good.
At the same time, seeing the true appearance of the monster in front of him, Sisyphus' scalp suddenly went numb and he cursed in his heart.
Damn, the three-headed dog of hell, Cerberus!
This stupid guard dog actually chased after me!
(End of this chapter)
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