Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 518: Door in the Eye

Off the coast of the East China Sea, an unnamed sea area.

A few days ago, after preparing everything, Hermes boarded the cloud chariot driven by the goddess of fate in the high tower.

In another world, he had ridden on this most common vehicle frame among gods more than once, but this was indeed the first time he used it in this life.

However, considering that Lachesis had already guessed his identity as a "time traveler", Hermes simply gave up his disguise and no longer acted like an inexperienced person.

After all, it was pointless to pretend. Apart from being obedient on the surface, it would be better for me to be more casual in such a small matter.

This is what Hermes thought and did.

However, what he didn't expect was that when this familiarity fell into Lachesis's eyes, the goddess of fate had a different understanding.

"…Mr. Hermes."

"As a great alchemist who has worked closely with the Athenian royal family, are you familiar with the goddess of wisdom, Athena?"

In the cloud car, I endured for more than ten days.

On the eve of reaching the destination, looking at the handsome and elegant Hermes, Lachesis still asked this question.

The cloud car is not fast. As a ceremonial tool, its flying speed is not much faster than that of human ships.

However, no matter how slow it was, this amount of time was enough for them to cross the near sea and reach the location of the culprit.

"… Your Highness Athena?"

Startled for a moment, Hermes slowly opened his eyes while leaning against the window of the cloud car.

Along the way, the Great Alchemist seemed a little taciturn, partly because he felt he had nothing to say, and also because of the incomplete portal that had penetrated into his body.

As the only person in the world who has successfully crossed the line between illusion and reality, Hermes' existence itself is the only thing that can barely keep Him from collapsing immediately.

But for him, this was like carrying a mountain on his back, which was not easy at all.

"Ms. Lachesis, I'm afraid you are wrong."

"I admire the wisdom of Her Majesty Athena very much. While in Athens, I have also heard many stories about the goddess."

"But to be honest, I haven't had much communication with His Highness."

"So if you want to know something about her, instead of asking me, you should seek the answer from fate itself."

"Compared to my shallowness, He will definitely respond to you."

Not sure why the other party asked this question, Hermes said cautiously.

In the other corner of the cloud car, Laxus received the response and had to accept it.

Maybe she was overthinking it, the other party wouldn't lie to her.

After all, cloud chariots are not rare, and Hermes may not have seen one from Athena.

But no matter what, this discovery still made Laxus a little depressed.

Under the influence of that inexplicable feeling of closeness, the goddess of fate only hoped that the other person belonged to her alone.

Apart from this, it is best for all humans and gods to have nothing to do with him.

Well, yes, it belongs to me alone... Holding the window frame irritably, Laxus didn't know where this inexplicable desire came from.

Although as one of the three gods of Mount Nissa, she had witnessed the love, hatred, and vengeance of countless creatures in her fate, and even with the help of this experience, she could perfectly disguise herself as another person, just like turning into Helen to deceive Paris' trust.

But at that time, she was like a player controlling a character in a game. Although she could make correct judgments, she could not hide her feeling of detachment.

When it was her turn to experience this incomprehensible emotion personally, Laxus immediately didn't know what to do.

She could only recall what she had seen in the fate of all living beings and try to find similar examples.

Possessiveness, or admiration?
I don't know whether to nod or shake my head.

Just like the girl under the suspension bridge effect who couldn't tell the difference between panic and heartbeat, at this moment, looking at Hermes' profile, Lachesis covered her heart.

She couldn't identify the emotion, and the only thing that was somewhat similar made her feel ridiculous.

In order to repair the defects of fate, a life that should not have been born was born.

Innate complementarity, perhaps...is this destined love?

"...Ahem."

"Ms. Lachesis, we are here."

"what?"

With a light cough, the corner of Hermes' mouth twitched
He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and reminded Laxus, who seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

The cloud car had stopped for a while, and the great alchemist didn't know that the goddess of fate had just been thinking about her 'true love', and that person happened to be himself.

At this moment, Hermes felt that the other party was really rampant.

Ever since she suddenly mentioned Athena, Lachesis has been looking at him with a fiery gaze, as if she wanted to eat him alive.

No, strictly speaking, this kind of look has existed since I came to the tower not long ago, but now, the other party no longer conceals it.

"Ms. Lachesis, I mean, we are here."

Taking a deep breath, Hermes repeated again.

And this time, Lachesis finally responded.

The face of the goddess of fate flushed, as if she also realized that she was worried about her distraction, and Lachesis apologized with a bit of embarrassment:
"…I'm so sorry, Mr. Hermes, I just—"

"It doesn't matter, business matters."

Speak quickly and don't want to say more.

Hermes didn't wait for the other party to respond, he got off the cloud car first.

At this moment, they seemed to be parked above a large island, and a real cloud layer blocked the mortals' upward view.

Looking down from a high vantage point, one can see many ships parked nearby, and many figures moving around on the island.

That was the Athenian army. As for the island, it seemed that there were signs of human habitation not long ago.

But looking at it now, Hermes could only see a scene that had been washed away by a flood, and all the original residents had disappeared without a trace.

Thinking about what happened on the sea not long ago, the great alchemist roughly guessed the cause and effect of the incident.

This was a terrible disaster, and the source of the disaster was the King of Gods and Poseidon.

In that catastrophe that Hermes didn't know about and didn't want to know about, the people on this island might have been affected and then swept away by the mad sea, leaving only an empty island. As for why the Athenians were here...it seemed that they were planning to use this place as a new base.

"Mr. Hermes, it seems that human is nearby..."

The voice came from behind, and Lachesis' eyes swept over everything under the clouds.

Without paying attention to those busy mortals, the goddess of fate stepped down from the cloud car and searched for her target.

There are countless mortals on the island, and it would take a long time to search for them one by one.

However, when Lachesis's gaze swept across the earth, suddenly, an inexplicable feeling came over her.

Near the only volcano on the island, she instantly locked onto a figure.

"It's him—Hermes, that's him!"

"Quick, catch him!"

The voice was excited and a little excited. When Laxus saw the figure, she almost immediately felt an unusual intuition.

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This feeling is hard to describe, and the backlash of fate seems to make this feeling vague.

But compared to Atropos, the backlash that Lachesis had to bear was too little.

Taking a step forward, at this moment, the goddess felt that her spirit seemed to be in fear and joy.

"Is it him? I know."

Noticing the figure as well, Hermes spoke calmly.

He had met the other party at the ceremony of the succession of the new king of Athens.

Although the ceremony had nothing to do with him, he still paid some attention to the new king because of his pleasant cooperation with Theseus.

In his impression, he was a priest whose power source was unknown, and he seemed to believe in some god that he had no impression of in the virtual world.

But I didn't expect that the person Lachesis was talking about was actually him.

Turning his eyes, Hermes looked at the goddess of fate in front of him.

In his eyes, the Starlight Gate shone brightly.

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The underworld, in the darkness that envelopes the realm.

The night rises and the day sets; the tide ebbs and flows.

When the daytime arrives on earth, the tide of eternal night recedes, returning to this holy land of eternal peace.

On a path sparkling with starlight, Hypnos, the god of sleep, was still moving forward cautiously according to his memory.

Sometimes some terrifying creatures approached here, but they seemed to be afraid of the remaining power on this road, so they never dared to move forward.

This is the outskirts of the land of eternal night, where the remnants of the beginning of creation are transformed into real life under the enlightenment of spiritual power.

They uphold chaos and fear, silence and nightmare, follow their own nature, and attempt to destroy all living things in the world.

The further inland you go, the rarer and more powerful these lives become.

Until you cross a certain boundary point, a place where even the pale white sleeping flowers no longer grow, the power of the night itself begins to gradually weaken.

No one could have imagined that in the heart of the land of eternal night, the power of night was no longer dominant here.

Instead, there are three rules that have never been revealed to the outside world.

【Destiny and Cause and Effect】

[Necessary constant]

Natural Order

They formed a stable triangle, supporting the sky at the core of eternal night.

As they interweave with each other, they seem to form three blurry shadows.

There were no strange visions and no terrifying pressure.

They simply exist there, like the midpoint of the universe, the cornerstone on which all things operate.

tread……

tread……

tread--

Her face was covered with a black veil and her skirt trailed on the ground.

For the umpteenth time, Nyx walked into the center of her territory.

There was no need to ask for anything. When she stepped here, a sense of resonance vaguely emerged in her.

The three shadows seemed to become active, or maybe they should have been active, but were restricted by something.

And at this moment, at least here, Ms. Ye is convinced that she is invincible in the world.

"... being invincible... doesn't seem that difficult, right, Ryan."

"Just this kind of power, would you want it?"

"..."

No one responded, and Nyx didn't want anyone to respond to her.

After a long time, she gently raised her hand, looked at her three shadows, and placed her palm on one of them.

The black skirt sways, and the night is dark.

The power of eternal night once again gained the upper hand in its own domain, and mystery once again enveloped the area.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Nyx slowly withdrew his hand and took a step back.

Her breath weakened slightly, but within her own realm, she returned to normal in an instant.

From ancient times to the present, gods have had their own authority.

In Chaos's world, there are three goddesses who claim to be able to control destiny.

But in fact, since the birth of the world, there has always been only one person who truly controls the destiny of this world.

(End of this chapter)