Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 170 Pluto, Pluto and Lucky Man

He hid his figure in front of Momun and observed silently for a while. Only when he was sure that the other party did not intend to seek help from Prometheus did Mephistopheles smile with satisfaction.

I chose the latter between Orson and Momont because he met the requirements better. In the follow-up, there is no need to monitor anymore. Since Momeng doesn't plan to say it now, there is a high probability that he won't say it in the future.

After signaling to the two gods who had been observing just now, Mephisto headed towards the human tribe first. There are many temples of gods here, so it is not a safe place after all.

After all, as an outsider, there is a gap between his aura and the real world. Ordinary gods have little knowledge and may not understand what this feeling is, but those powerful gods can recognize it.

"Are you a human? Didn't all silver humans die at the turn of the era?"

Not long after, as soon as he left the tribe of bronze humans, Keto, who had already been filled with doubts, couldn't help but ask.

Zeus did not make a big deal about secretly sending the rainbow goddess Iris to deal with the "remnants of the old era", so the official rhetoric was just like Ceto said, everything was because of the disaster at the change of the era.

"Yes, in fact, I was once a silver human."

Nodding, Mephistopheles dispersed the black mist surrounding the two of them.

"But that doesn't mean it's still the case now. Before the great Lord of Nine Hells promoted me to a god-like existence, Silver Humanity was already different from the past."

"Now, we call ourselves devils. And I am the lord among devils."

"I was awarded the third-class title by the Lord of the Nine Hells. This is the title he uses to classify the status of the hell lords."

Maybe it's because of close contact with the source of darkness, or maybe it's because of the changes in the environment after the Nine Hells integrated that power. In short, the first generation of devils were born close to darkness.

Walking in this world, the blessings of the Nine Hells have been weakened by more than half, but Mephisto's affinity for darkness has not. These forces called 'elements' did not reject his call at all, but were very obedient to change according to his wishes.

This creation called [Magic Network] is indeed very strange. Although it binds the elements, it does not refuse any existence to use it, just like it is just a tool to sort out power.

But anyway, this is a good thing. The power to control the elements gives him a lot more options in the mortal world.

And if nothing else, if the previous human drank his blood, he would also be able to obtain some similar power from it.

"Title?"

Another unfamiliar word was heard, but Keto could probably understand the meaning of this sentence.

Probably just like the levels of divine power of gods, it is a division of the power of this special 'regional god'.

"So what are you here for, just to have a few words with a mortal?"

Shaking his head slightly, Mephistopheles didn't expect the other party to understand his intentions.

"It's troublesome to explain. Instead of focusing on me, why don't you think about yourself, ma'am."

"Now that you have left Olympus, it proves that to the King of Gods, your status is probably not as good as your enemy. So you need to find a powerful enough existence to get shelter before you can continue to do what you want to do."

Speaking calmly, Mephistopheles was not ready to find the second human immediately.

Most of today's bronze humans are still devout, and they have no idea about the little tricks of their creator and priests. In this case, even if he could persuade a few people with his words, it would still be half the result with half the effort.

Doing the most things in the simplest way is his life creed. And even in just half a day, Mephisto had already figured out the current situation of the human tribe.

Like a volcano about to erupt, it just depends on when it will explode. He doesn't need to do anything extra, he just needs to find a few suitable candidates among these priests, and then quietly wait for Prometheus to destroy himself.

Only then can humans who have lost their Creator be corrupted by Him from top to bottom.

"So what do you need from me and what can you give me? Until now, I don't even know who the 'Lord of Nine Hells' you are talking about is."

Not knowing the secret plan of the person in front of him, he frowned and Ketuo asked.

"And 'faith' is the secret of the God King you said? But I don't feel this power at all."

"Of course you can't feel it. You are not a natural god, you represent a part of the world. Regardless of whether humans know you or not, as long as the place where they live is related to you, they can provide you with some beliefs. You are not a certain human being. The founders of various skills, cultures, and legends can draw strength from them."

"If a god can gain faith, then this is no longer a secret. Why do you think the God King forbids humans from approaching the ocean?"

He said lightly that Mephistopheles had experienced faith.

After becoming a lord canonized by the Lord of Nine Hells, he was able to obtain blessings from the 'territory' he owned and possessed god-like power. However, as he entered the real world, most of this blessing was cut off.

And other devils living in his territory will provide him with such a belief intentionally or unintentionally. Even if the proportion is small, it is there.

"Belief or something has nothing to do with you now. It is the key to the fight between the truly powerful gods in the future. I can almost foresee that sooner or later, the God King on Mount Olympus will allow humans to gain the ability to reproduce, and then One day in the future, perhaps the gods will divide themselves into camps and be hostile to each other."

Looking at Ceto, in the previous exchange, Mephistopheles knew about the divine power she had, the disguised and false 'beauty'.

Now, this power may not be useful. But when humans can reproduce, this is a very useful authority.

The first wave of souls had the folly of the Illuminati, and Mephistopheles was already sure of it. Now, in order to perfectly fulfill his agreement with the Lord of Nine Hells, he had to think in advance how to continuously obtain souls.

Don't be so straightforward later, otherwise neither the gods on Mount Olympus nor the beings in the spiritual world will let him go.

"As for what I need you to do, actually now, I need this Ms. Megara's help even more."

Looking at the goddess of jealousy aside, Mephistopheles slowly promised:

"Help me stir up the jealousy of humans, madam. Stir up their jealousy of immortality and power, but don't make it too obvious."

"The Styx witnesses that if you are willing to obey my orders in the next thousand years, then when everything is over, your wishes will be fulfilled."

"especially you."

Mephistopheles looked at Ceto, and he already knew what the other person really cared about.

"The true nature of gods cannot be changed under normal circumstances, but with the reshaping of the power of the world, nothing is impossible."

"At that time, although you will only master 'false beauty', it will not affect you at all. You can 'become' real beauty——"

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Today's bronze human tribe is really lively. In a short period of time, more than one god passed by here, but none of them attracted Ryan's real attention.

He just glanced at it, then continued to sit at the table, waiting for dinner with Lyanna.

Of course, gods can skip meals, but that doesn’t mean they can’t eat. On the contrary, most of the gods of Chaos will not give up this behavior, and Ryan is no exception.

Now, they were on the edge of the human tribe, in a bronze human home, watching a small figure busy in front of the fire.

Although he is not big in stature, his movements are very skillful, and he always does similar things at first sight.

"Ender, are you sure you don't want our help?"

Looking at the busy figure of the eleven or twelve-year-old 'boy', Ryan said with a smile.

"No need, big brother, I can do it!"

Shaking his head in refusal, the young man did not stop what he was doing.

His name is Ender, and he is also a member of the bronze humans, but he is the second batch of humans created by Prometheus using the remaining materials. Although only less than ten years apart, this generation of bronze humans were all children because the Illuminati wanted to imply that the God-King created women. Someone like Ender, who looks about ten years old, is already considered the older one.

However, unlike children in later generations, humans at this time are God's creations. Even if they are far inferior to golden humans, they still have physiques that far exceed those of mortals in later generations.

Like Ender, despite his young age, his strength is no less than that of the adult men of later generations, so he has an independent residence and, like other bronze humans, can survive on his own.

Previously, Ryan was interested and decided to take Lyanna to experience life in primitive society, and by the way, he gave a gift that he had prepared. So he used witchcraft to obscure the people around him and Lyanna's understanding of him and Lyanna, making them think that they were two 'normal bronze human men and women', although there were no women at all among humans at this time.

Then, he randomly selected a lucky viewer and decided to stay at his house for a few days.

Unfortunately, the lucky audience member who was selected in the first place failed to seize the life-changing opportunity. He didn't know how incredible the gift Ryan was planning to give was to a mortal creature, but he just treated this pair of 'down and out' fellows with a cold shoulder. Lyanna was very angry about this, but Ryan didn't intend to argue with the other party and just laughed it off.

After so many years, his mentality has long been different from the past. Just like he could sit back and watch the bronze humans face their doomed destruction, he could naturally not care about the unconscious offenses of mortals, because from beginning to end, Ryan didn't take them to heart.

The bronze human gave him a somewhat familiar feeling, but only a little.

But after Ryan was rejected, next to the guy who was hard to say whether he was lucky or unlucky, Ender felt sympathy for the two big brothers and sisters whose house collapsed, so he invited them back home. .

Then there was the current scene. Ender was working hard to prepare dinner, but there were two 'adults' sitting at the table with no intention of doing anything.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lion and Lyanna looked underground. Both of them sensed that at this moment, the master of the underworld had arrived outside the underworld and was releasing his divine power to show his presence.

Although the power of the gods in the underworld has been limited to a certain extent because of the Dark Lord's action during the turn of the era, it is far inferior to that of the earth and ocean. At this moment, above the symbol of his priesthood, the power displayed by Pluto is still very powerful.

Especially as one of the two core components of the underworld, he is naturally favored by the laws of this vaguely self-contained underground world.

"It's Hades, he should be here for the undead."

Looking at Ander's busy figure, Ryan smiled and said.

"It seems that he is not as honest as he has been in the past. It's just that compared to that stupid brother, he knows how to assess the situation better."

"I'll deal with him right away if you need me."

The tone was serious. Although most of the gods of Olympus didn't know that Hades was the 'main entrance' to the spirit world in the past, Lyanna still regarded Hades's behavior of running to the door as a provocation.

Obviously, Lyanna didn't notice what the other party had done to the undead before. After all, the power of faith was not noticed by her.

For Ryan himself, the role of faith is actually very limited. After all, although he is still a little lacking in divine power, it is foreseeable that before long, as intelligent life in the world becomes more and more prosperous, this shortcoming will be eliminated. Complete. Therefore, only half of all the faith that flows to him belongs to the [Civilization Tablet], and the remaining half is directly given to Lyanna by him.

In comparison, the mere 10,000 undead really have no sense of existence.

"That's not necessary. The undead are somewhat of your believers. If Hades can make some good suggestions, it's not unacceptable."

After thinking for a while, and then considering that Lyanna had little experience in making decisions on her own, Ryan planned to use this as an experience package for the other party.

"Ender, Lyanna has to go out to do something. Please slow down and let's wait for her together."

Say hello to the little guy aside, and after receiving a positive reply, Ryan finally told Lyanna:

"You decide this matter yourself. Whether you agree or refuse, it's all your business."

"No matter what choice you make, I support your decision - but remember to come back quickly, Ender's dinner can't be missed."

"Yes."

Nodding in agreement, it was clear that in their minds, Hades's affairs were not as important as the first meal in the human tribe.

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On the earth, the marriage of the God-King is still going on.

It's just that Zeus's invitation went to all the gods of Olympus, but Pluto was forgotten.

This was not intentional. In fact, because the underworld is its own realm and rarely interacts with the outside world, and no gods on earth like the environment there, plus some previous invitations to the underworld gods are often rejected, over time, the gods will often Dis forget.

But Pluto doesn't care.

Standing above the Garden of Truth and overlooking the earth, in the underworld, it is as desolate and secluded as ever.

The lavender moonlight shines on the gray earth, and countless white bones are wandering unconsciously, instinctively absorbing the ownerless magic power escaping in the moonlight.

Among the undead, there are occasionally those who awaken to wisdom. But they will soon be found by several underworld gods patrolling the underworld, and then brought to the Garden of Truth.

The intelligent undead build buildings and temples here, worship the underworld moon, and then reluctantly pay respect to the owner of the underworld. Hades saw all this, but there was nothing he could do.

In fact, Hades actually discovered the existence of faith earlier than his brother who ruled Olympus, but found that it was useless because the undead are not human beings.

The undead cannot reproduce, and there are only a few who are intelligent, and there are only tens of thousands of them so far. On the other hand, most of their beliefs have flowed to Hades.

"Belief--"

Sighing, Pluto felt helpless.

Unlike humans, undead lifeforms have basically no external needs. They don't need to eat or rest, and there are no enemies here. The only things that can awe them are life and death.

Ming Yue gave them life, so they worshiped Ming Yue. Theoretically Hades could threaten them by letting them die, but he hesitated.

The current gods are still in the exploratory stage of faith, and Pluto is not sure whether simple coercion can gain faith, so after thinking about it, he plans to use another method.

He would try to establish a hierarchy among the undead, establish order, and make them learn to obey. He wants to give the undead a path to advancement and establish a kingdom for the dead similar to the divine court in this world, and he is the king who rules here.

When your laws penetrate into every corner of this kingdom of the dead, and when they all act in accordance with your orders, it doesn't matter whether they pray to you or not.

But the premise of all this is that there must be a sufficient number of undead, and the only one who can do this is undoubtedly the goddess of the moon who spreads moonlight.

So Hades sat back and watched all the current actions of the undead, in order to attract the attention of the Lord of the Underworld. It's a pity that the aloof goddess doesn't seem to care about this power at all, and she hasn't paid any attention to it so far.

"Mingta, do you think the goddess of the moon feels faith?"

"Although there are not many undead, there are not many."

With some self-doubt, Hades couldn't help but ask the nymph behind him.

The water fairy who had been following him for a long time seemed to have other thoughts, but he was really not very interested in these things. Simply this kind of one-sided admiration can enhance the efficiency of the other party, so Hades just let it go.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't know."

Looking respectfully at Pluto, who had his back turned to him, Mingta knew that he was not asking him.

It's just that he has done so much, gathering all the undead souls who worship Ming Yue, gathered them in the Field of Truth near the Pluto Palace, and let them build a rough temple, but the incarnation of Ming Yue is like If you don't see anything, just ignore it.

Thinking of this, Mingta couldn't help but feel angry at the goddess' ignorance. Even if she is also a powerful god, she should not ignore her master like this.

(End of this chapter)