Greek Mythology: My Father is the God-King Zeus

Chapter 221 The birth of the virtual world

Metistos is a little nervous now. He is afraid that he will lose everything under the influence of Hypnos' power, but he is firm in his belief that he is already a god of Hypnos. He heard that he He is still His Highness the God King's most beloved god. As long as there is a chance, he will no longer be a small farmer. He will definitely be able to gain a powerful force on Mount Olympus.

Thinking of this, Mitstos's eyes became firm. He didn't want to be bullied by others anymore. He wanted to master his own power. Even if he couldn't become the ruler, he still wanted to become the ruler's most loyal eagle dog!

And in a palace next to a farmland in a city-state on the earth, there was a richly dressed man who looked like a fat pig, and there was a serving man standing next to him.

The man who served was short and slightly bloated, and it seemed that his back had become habitually bent from groveling for a long time. His skin showed an unhealthy paleness, as if he had been hiding in the palace for a long time and had never seen the sun. His eyes were small and cunning, always looking around, as if he was always looking for opportunities to please his master.

His lips are very thin, and there is always a flattering smile on the corner of his mouth. Hidden in this smile is his cunning and ingenuity. His voice was high-pitched and soft, like a kitten meowing softly. This voice made people feel a little uncomfortable, but it made it impossible to dislike him.

Although his clothes were gorgeous, there was an air of tackiness about him. His clothes were embroidered with various auspicious patterns, but they could not hide his groveling temperament. His hat was studded with gems, but it seemed more to show off his status than his taste.

His name was Medila, and he was Mitstos' neighbor.

The name of the fat pig-like man that Medira is looking to please is Peter Royes. He is the master of the city-state of Rafid. In their folklore stories, Deye, the founder of this city-state, is the son of Zeus. Heirs.

But how could the descendants of Zeus's descendants look like fat pigs! After all, divine blood is divine blood. Their bloodline will be passed down and cannot disappear at a certain moment, so there may be something wrong with this legend.

Midela said to Peter Royes: "Great Peter Royes! Mitstos, whom you have always hated, is dead. I observed carefully in his shabby thatched hut. He has not been alive for three days. Wake up."

Midila's sharp voice sounded in Petroyes' ears. Although Petroyes frowned, the information in his words made him a hundred times more excited.

Petroyes laughed heartily, with a arrogant air on his body, and said loudly: "Haha, Mitstos is finally dead. This damn peasant, a lowly peasant, he actually dared to disobey me, he didn't even want to make friends with me. When you leave his land, you must know that their lives are all given by me, this city is mine, and he is just my servant."

Midila said with a flattering face: "Petroyes, your brilliance is unparalleled. I believe that even the great God King Zeus will look at you differently."

After Medila finished speaking, Petroyes burst out laughing.

But Zeus on the earth felt the call. When he heard the conversation between Petroyes and Midila, he broke into a cold sweat for a moment, with a pale look on his face that did not belong to him. You must know that the current god king is Perseveni, where did this stupidity come from! Is this going to push him into the fire?

And in the Temple of the God King, Persevani had a cold light on his face and a meaningful smile on his lips.

"Haha, farmers are lowly. My mother controls agriculture, but all farmers are my mother's followers? Haha, the God King is Zeus? It's time to change the ruler of this city-state!"

Perseveni seemed to have said something casually, but Zeus heard it clearly from far away on the earth.

"Metrostos? This human is not bad, but Hypnos actually made him a god. This matter is not easy to handle! There must be a justifiable reason, otherwise, those gods will have emotions."

After Zeus heard the conversation between Petroyes and Medira, his uneasiness became more intense. He understood that the ruler of this city-state obviously knew nothing about the order of the divine world, and Persephany's words were more like a hint or warning. As the current god-king, Persevani's power and influence cannot be ignored. Zeus knew that he had to deal with it carefully. If Persevani was unhappy, he would be knocked down to the hell of Tartarus.

At the same time, in the dilapidated thatched house next to the farmland of Rafid City-State, Mitstos was still lying on the bed with no sign of waking up. However, earth-shaking changes were taking place inside his body. Hypnos' power flowed through his body, gradually beginning to strengthen his body.

Mitstos said to Hypnos with a devout face: "My Lord, His Highness Hypnos, the great god of dreams, I have thought of how we can enter your world in the way that believers do. , In this way, the life on earth can feel all this as long as it enters a ray of soul, and the power of faith and soul can be anchored by that ray of soul power in your world!"

Hypnos looked at Metistos with excitement, is it true? In this way, you can collect the power of soul and faith.

Mitstos looked at the excited Hypnos and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He said, "It's true. We can make life feel like we've entered another world. But the gods can't. They will Causes the world to collapse.”

Hypnos said nonchalantly: "What does that matter? Gods will not enter this world where faith is collected."

Hypnos looked at Mitstos, his eyes flashing with excitement: "Metstos, you really brought me an excellent idea. By letting the souls of believers enter my world , they can feel my strength more deeply, and I can also draw the power of faith from it. This is really a win-win situation."

Mitstos nodded and continued: "Yes, my Lord God. Moreover, this method can also make believers believe in you more devoutly, because they will feel unprecedented shock and joy in your world. Mysterious. In this way, the number of your followers will be greatly increased, and the power of faith will also be enhanced."

Hypnos nodded repeatedly. He couldn't wait to implement this plan. However, he still asked with some worry: "But, Mitstos, can this plan really succeed? After all, allowing human souls to enter the world of gods is something that has never been done before."

Metestus looked at Hypnos firmly and said: "My Lord God, please believe me. This plan will definitely succeed. I have carefully considered all the details. As long as you agree, we can immediately start preparing."

Hypnos looked at Metistos's firm eyes, and the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated. He patted Mitstos on the shoulder and said: "Okay, Mitstos, I believe you. You will be responsible for this plan. If you need any help, just tell me and I will fully support you." "

Mitstos looked at Hypnos gratefully, his heart full of confidence and determination. He knew that this was an important step towards the world of gods and an excellent opportunity to realize his ambition. With a smile on his face, Hypnos suddenly calmed down and said, "Let's experiment first! Let's see how many living beings it can carry."

Mitstos hesitated after hearing Hypnos' words, but nodded.

Seeing that Hypnos had initially completed the prototype of this world, Persevani immediately opened his eyes and came to Hypnos' side.

Before Mitstos could leave, he suddenly saw a god appearing next to him. His alarm bells rang in his heart, but the next second he was deeply attracted by Persevani. What kind of god was this!

The appearance of Persefani seemed to silence the whole world. He is tall and slender, like a tall pine tree, exuding an extraordinary temperament. His skin took on a light golden color, like a sun-kissed wheat field, shimmering with a warm and soft sheen. His face is deep and three-dimensional, like a finely crafted work of art, with every contour appearing so flawless.

The eyes of Persephone are the most eye-catching. They are like deep lakes, quiet and mysterious. There was a kind of majesty and wisdom in his eyes, as if he could see everything in the world. Metestus glanced into Persefani's eyes, as if his own soul had been penetrated by him.

His long hair flows like a waterfall around his waist, and every strand of hair seems to have been carefully taken care of, soft and shiny. The breeze blew by, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, like a moving picture, breathtakingly beautiful.

Persevani's lips have clear lines, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth reveal a sense of confidence and calmness. His voice is deep and magnetic, as if it can easily touch people's heartstrings. When he spoke, his leisurely and contented temperament was even more irresistible.

His fingers are long and slender, like a piece of exquisite art. Every movement he made seemed so elegant and calm, as if every detail had been carefully designed and polished.

Persefani wore a white robe embroidered with light golden patterns, which made him look noble and elegant. The collar and cuffs of the robe were inlaid with a circle of gems, which shone brightly and added a bit of gorgeousness to his overall image. A golden belt was tied around his waist, which outlined his figure even more perfectly.

As he stood there, the whole world seemed to eclipse him. His presence is like a bright star, attracting everyone's attention wherever he goes. Even on Mount Olympus where there are many gods, Persephany is still so dazzling that no one can ignore his presence.

Mitstus was completely shocked by Perseveni's appearance and temperament. He had never seen such a perfect god. In front of Persevani, he felt like an insignificant ant and could not be compared with him. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and worship in his heart, a feeling he had never experienced when facing other gods.

Hypnos also felt the shock and fluctuation in Miterstos's heart. He gently patted Miterstos on the shoulder to signal him not to lose his composure. Then, he turned to Persevani with a respectful smile on his face: "Your Highness Persevani, why are you here?"

Persefani smiled slightly, and his smile revealed a kind of kindness and friendliness: "Hypnos, I heard that you recently acquired a good god, so I came here to have a look." As he said, his His eyes turned to Mitstos, "Is this your new god? He is indeed a talented person!"

Hearing Persefani's praise, Mitstos felt excited and happy. He quickly bowed and saluted: "I have met His Highness Persefani! Thank you for your appreciation!"

Mitstus's fanatical love for Perseveni is like an insect's yearning for fire, wanting to get close even if it means being burned to ashes.

This is actually because the life essence of Persevani is too high. After all, Mitstus has just become a god and has not even completed the conception of his divine body. It is natural for him to be attracted to Persevanni. The other primitive gods A similar situation would also occur, but they were not as enthusiastic about Persevani.

Persefani shook his head gently, as if he could see through Metistos' inner thoughts. He was not arrogant because of Mitstos's fanaticism. Instead, he said in a calm tone: "Metstos, becoming a god is not the end, but a new beginning. You still have a long way to go. The road ahead requires continuous practice and understanding.”

Mitstos nodded respectfully, knowing that Persefani's words were spurring and motivating him. He secretly vowed to practice hard and live up to Persevani's expectations.

At this time, Hypnos interjected: "Your Highness Persevani, you came at the right time. Mitstos has just proposed an excellent plan for me, and we are planning to test it."

Persevani raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Hypnos and said, "Oh? What's the plan? Tell me."

Hypnos told Posephany in detail Mitstus's plan. After hearing this, Persevani's eyes flashed with surprise. He looked at Mitstos and said, "This plan is indeed very bold and novel. If it succeeds, it will have a huge impact on gathering the power of faith." help."

Mitstos became even more excited when he heard Persefani's affirmation. He knew that Persefani's recognition was his greatest encouragement and support.

Persevani thought for a moment and then said: "However, this plan also has certain risks. After all, it is unprecedented for a real soul to enter the illusory world. We must be careful and ensure nothing goes wrong."

Both Hypnos and Metestus nodded, agreeing with Persefani's view. They knew that Persevani's words were a reminder and warning to them, and they must take this plan seriously without making any mistakes.

Persefani looked at the serious expressions of the two men, smiled slightly and said: "However, you don't have to worry too much. I will fully support your plan and provide necessary help. As long as you are careful, I believe this plan will be successful." can succeed."

Hypnos and Mitstus were relieved when they heard Persefani's words. They knew that with Persevani's support and help, the success rate of their plan would be greatly improved.

(End of this chapter)