The shining golden girl forms a sharp contrast with the ruins of the Parthenon ruins, causing bursts of exclamations. These golden girls walked out of the temple themselves. They are of the same height and look similar, but they have some differences in hairstyles and clothes.

The golden skin, golden breastplate, and golden short skirt were as tall and beautiful. The twelve pairs of rainbow-colored eyes looked around curiously, and the vermilion lips said "retreat, back" in ancient Greek. However, the people around them continued to move forward driven by curiosity, and some even reached out to them, wanting to know whether the golden skin was really gold or just a layer of painted gold paint.

There was only a hissing sound, and the arm that was about to touch the golden girl was pulled down, and then the golden girl threw it down the mountain. The blood drew a red arc in the air, and a heart-wrenching roar of pain resounded through the temple. The golden girl kicked up, and it seemed that it was quite powerful, enough to kick the broken arm into pieces. Zhao Mai shook his head and suddenly appeared behind the man, pulling him back with his heart power, and at the same time formed a buffer on the soles of the golden girl's feet. This kick ended up, but it was no longer lethal and would only have temporary abdominal pain.

Zhao Mai tapped his finger a few times and stopped the blood. He concentrated on his mind and used his spiritual power to remotely control it, and soon found the man's broken arm. The man was completely scared and his body, which had lost nearly 200 to thirty pounds, kept trembling. When he took over his broken arm, he no longer knew what to do, so he could only subconsciously follow Zhao Mai's words.

"It will be fine when you go to the hospital to find a doctor to sew your arms back. Remember this lesson, don't do anything when you move your eyes." Zhao Mai twisted his body halfway, patted his shoulder twice, and used the natural force to give him enough strength to leave. "It's all gone, there's nothing good to look here."

"Super human!" A panicked resident took out his gun and pulled the trigger directly at Zhao Mai. However, the pistol's striker made a clicking sound, but no bullets were shot out. The resident pointed the gun at himself in confusion, looked at the black muzzle, and then pulled the trigger again.

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

"Cherish your life well. 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 to walk to the side of the temple gate. Someone just used his divine power to control the status of the parts inside the gun. Following the traces of this power, a man who hid his appearance behind a hood and a face towel was leaning on the pillar and laughing.

"Hephaestus? You made these twelve golden girls. You are gold and beauty, and they will go crazy about it."

"With plastic and rubber, even with mud and wood, people will still go crazy. In fact, the inflatable leather can achieve the corresponding effect, but Aphrodite prefers gold." The man stood up with a golden crutch in his hand, stretched out Kong Wu's powerful arm to hold a grip on Zhao Mai: "Hello, Mike Dragon Emperor."

"Huo God Hephaestus, I'm very happy to know 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, and it became bigger and bigger. Zhao Mai smiled, relaxed his strength slightly, turned his hand into a sticky rubber jelly, pulled it out of the iron pliers, and then restored it to the palm.

"Oh, your hands are very interesting. This trick is really good. Gaha! It makes people look at you with admiration! You are the first guy who has not suffered any losses in the first handshake." Hephaestus smiled heartily, "Of course you can call you Mike. I heard that you and that girl Diana are engaged, so I am your elder brother-in-law. Come and hear!"

"Or I'll ask if Diana can call that. Because I haven't heard her formally introduce what her family should call her!" Zhao Mai narrowed his eyes. Even if he was familiar with him, he needed a certain understanding as a basis. It would be too abrupt to see Hephaestus.

"Yes, our family is a bit messy, and people outside don't understand it. Even if they are Zeus's children, there are differences in seniority between them. So, just call me Brother Huo, is there no problem?"

"Brother Huo? OK. I'm wondering why you don't let others call your name directly?"

"Because everyone's pronunciation is not accurate, you are not very accurate, and I feel awkward every time I hear it. It's like a black sesame added to the butter cake. Although it's still delicious, it doesn't look perfect."

"I probably understand, Brother Fire..." It turns out that Hephaestus is still a perfectionist. No wonder he can achieve such great achievements on the road of craftsmanship. Whether it is the quantity or quality of his works, he can rank among the top in various mythological systems. Being able to create main weapons for the main gods of the gods is already quite powerful.

"Mike, how do you think the production level of my twelve golden girls?" Hephaestus looked proud, as if a collector was showing his own collection. "They could all speak and help me with my work. Even ordinary work could be done by themselves, which was easier to use than many times after coming from God."

"That's really amazing, but why do they all look basically the same? How do you distinguish them by hairstyle?"

"Oh, there is no way. Since I married Aphrodite (Venus), the image of a woman I made has always become her involuntarily. I guess she has used some magic on me, who knows? She is responsible for love and beauty after all." Hephaestus curled his lips and said, "Actually, this is also beneficial. There is a feeling of instructing her to work in the blacksmith shop. But I dare not say, 'Aphrodite One gets me a hammer', etc., so I named them according to the twelve zodiac signs. For example: Virgo, sit cross-legged!"

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

However, seeing these girls, you can at least know 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 girl I made, and they are made of ivory and jade." Hephaestus said: "You should be able to imagine how stressful it is to marry Aphrodite. Many people are coveting her beauty, so I made a lot of fakes to distract and dispel those annoying flies. The only problem is sometimes I get it wrong."
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