Chapter 987 Twelve Golden Girls

The shining golden girl formed a sharp contrast with the ruins of the Parthenon, causing waves of exclamations. These golden girls came out of the temple on their own. They are the same height and similar in appearance, but there are some differences in hairstyle and clothing.

Golden skin, golden breastplate, golden skirt, just as tall and beautiful. Twelve pairs of iridescent eyes looked at the surroundings curiously, and the vermillion lips said "Back off, back off" in ancient Greek. However, the people around them kept moving forward driven by curiosity. Some people even reached out to them, wanting to know whether the golden skin was real gold or just a layer of gold paint.

There was a hissing sound, and the arm that was about to touch the golden girl was torn off, and then the golden girl threw her directly down the mountain. Blood drew a red arc in the air, and a heart-rending roar of pain resounded through the temple. The golden girl flew up with a kick, which seemed to be powerful enough to kick the armless man into pieces. Zhao Mai shook his head and suddenly appeared behind the man, using his psychic powers to pull him back while forming a buffer on the soles of the golden girl's feet. The kick finally landed, but it had no lethality and only caused temporary abdominal pain.

Zhao Mai stopped the man's bleeding with a few taps of his fingers. He concentrated and used his telekinesis to remotely control the man's broken arm, and quickly recovered the man's severed arm. The man was completely frightened, and his body, which had lost nearly 200 pounds and had lost 30 pounds, could not stop shaking. When he took over his broken arm, he no longer knew what to do and could only subconsciously act according to Zhao Mai's words.

"Go to the hospital and see a doctor to sew your arm back. It will be fine. Remember this lesson, don't move your eyes." Zhao Mai turned his body half a circle, patted his shoulder twice, and used the force of nature to give him enough strength. The power leaves. "Let's all disperse, there's nothing to see here."

"Super human!" A panicked resident took out his gun and pulled the trigger directly on Zhao Mai. However, the firing pin of the pistol made a clicking sound, but no bullet was fired. The resident pointed the gun at himself in confusion, looked at the black hole of the muzzle, and then pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!" The bullet shot out and was caught between Zhao Mai's two fingers. Now the resident really saw the bullet in front of him, still spinning between Zhao Mai's fingers, gradually reducing the speed of rotation.

"Cherish your life, panic is never something worth sacrificing your life to defend. Go home." Zhao Mai threw the bullet on the ground, glanced at the Twelve Golden Girls, turned and walked towards the side of the temple gate. Just now, someone used divine power to control the state of the parts in the firearm. Following the traces of power, a man hiding his appearance behind a hood and scarf was leaning against a pillar and laughing.

"Hephaestus? You made these twelve golden girls, right? You are gold and beautiful, they will go crazy for it."

"If you use plastic and rubber, even if you use mud and wood, some people will still go crazy. In fact, inflatable leather can also achieve the same effect, but Aphrodite prefers gold." The man stood up with a golden crutch in his hand. Come, stretch out Kong Wu's strong arm and shake Zhao Mai's hand: "Hello, Mike Dragon King."

"Hephaestus, God of Fire, nice to meet you, just call me Mike." Zhao Mai felt the heat of the volcano and the pressure of the mountains from the palm of the god of craftsman's hand, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Zhao Mai smiled, relaxed his strength slightly, turned his hands into sticky jelly, pulled them out of the iron pliers, and then returned to his palms.

"Yeah, your hands are very interesting. This move is really good, haha! It's impressive! You are the first guy who didn't suffer a loss in the first handshake." Hephaestus smiled heartily, "You let Of course I can call you Mike. I heard that you are engaged to that girl Diana, so I am your uncle. Come and call me!"

"How about I ask Diana first if she can call her that? Because I haven't heard her formally introduce what her family should call her!" Zhao Mai narrowed his eyes. Even if he is familiar with it, he still needs a certain understanding. As a basis, it would be too abrupt to do this to Hephaestus.

"Yes, our family is a bit chaotic, and people outside generally can't understand it. Even if they are both children of Zeus, there is a generational difference between them. Well, just call me Brother Huo. Is that okay? "

"Brother Huo? Okay. I'm curious why you don't let others call you by your name?"

"Because everyone's pronunciation is not accurate, and yours is not very accurate. I feel awkward every time I hear it. It's like an extra black sesame on a cream cake. Although it is still delicious, it doesn't look perfect. ”

"I probably understand, Brother Huo..." It turns out that Hephaestus is still a perfectionist, no wonder he can achieve such great achievements on the road of craftsmanship. Regardless of the quantity or quality of his works, he ranks among the best in various mythological systems. Being able to create the main weapon for the main god of the pantheon is already quite powerful.

"Mike, what do you think of the quality of my twelve golden girls?" Hephaestus looked proud, like a collector showing off his collection. "They can all talk and help me when I'm working. They can even complete common tasks by themselves, which is much easier than waiting for me to do."

"That's really amazing, but why do they all look basically the same? How can you tell them apart just by their hairstyle?"

"Oh, I can't help it. Ever since I married Aphrodite (Venus), the image of a woman I created has always turned into her involuntarily. She must have cast some kind of magic on me. Who knows? After all, she Responsible for love and beauty." Hephaestus curled his lips and said: "Actually, this has its own benefits. There is a feeling of instructing her to work in the blacksmith shop. But I dare not say, 'Aphrodite No. 1 goes to give I got a hammer' or something like that, so I named them after their zodiac signs. Like: Virgo, sit cross-legged!"

The golden girl numbered Virgo sat down cross-legged obediently, clasped her hands and closed her eyes. Zhao Mai didn't know what to say for a moment. He also had constellations, but in this case, he didn't want to ask which one they corresponded to - they were not stars in the sky, but were all running errands for Hephaestus.

However, when you see these girls, you can know at least one thing: "It turns out that Aphrodite looks like this. I have seen many paintings, and the images are different."

"Ha, those are all different versions of the Golden Girls I made - also made of ivory and jade." Hephaestus said: "You should be able to imagine how much pressure it is to marry Aphrodite, so many people They all coveted her beauty, so I made a lot of fake ones to distract people and shoo away those pesky flies. The only problem is, sometimes I get them wrong."

"Is this okay?!"