Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

In the southeast facing the sea, there is a flat beach not far from Silver Moon City.

The sky is crisp and clear, with no clouds in the sky.

The faint salty smell of the sea water was blown to the shore by the breeze, and a few crabs burrowed in and out of the sand.

The catastrophic changes a few days ago seemed to have never happened, and the movement of the space-time level in Vanaheim would not affect their survival.

For these tiny lives, this small beach is everything.

The skirt of the goddess of dawn brushed across the horizon and fell back to the palace on the sacred mountain.

Facing the rising sun, a huge black shadow was gradually moving up along the seabed.

Through the clear water, the dark shell can be vaguely seen.

It's just that there are many marks of different shades on the indestructible hull.

Buzz——

laugh……

Click——

Emerging from the water with a buzzing sound, the huge alchemy hull was exposed to the sea.

There was a sound of air squeezing from the closed valve at the outlet, and then there was a collision between the machines.

It didn't take long for an oval-shaped portal to open in the huge hull.

A pair of strong hands grabbed the edge, and then jumped out.

Bang--

With his feet on the beach, the young hero took a greedy breath of fresh air.

It's not that the circulation system inside the hull is bad, but the natural wind does make people feel more comfortable.

Hua Hua...

"It's like a lifetime ago, isn't it?"

"You will always feel uncomfortable after staying in a claustrophobic environment for a long time. And although these exquisite creations are good, no matter how high their skills are, they are still far from being able to match the wonders of creation."

"Even this small gas contains many unknown secrets."

Immediately afterwards, without any violent movements like the big hero, the tall and thin Prometheus stepped on the sea water and walked onto the beach.

The sun shone on the body, making the Illuminati feel a little warm.

Bathed in the gentle sea breeze, Prometheus smiled and spoke.

"That's because your requirements, old sir, are too high. Being able to do this is already a very impressive thing."

"To be able to make something like this, he must be the smartest person in the world."

The last one jumped out of the cabin, and the young man said with a smile.

He walked to the side of the Illuminati and reached out to support the weak spirit.

"Um?"

"Respect the old and love the young."

"The virtues inherited by our Mengcun."

Amon said seriously, like a good boy.

"...That's really a good tradition."

After a moment of silence, Prometheus nodded.

Although I don’t know why, since following Hercules back to the alchemy ship, the Illuminati didn’t like this young man named Amon at first sight.

Although he was studious, curious, and smart, just like the children the Fire Thief once loved most, Prometheus still didn't like him very much.

But no matter what, the young man finally risked his life to cross the sea and rescued himself with two other children.

Therefore, given the character of an Illuminati, it is naturally impossible to reject him just because of a so-called feeling.

"After several months, the journey is considered complete."

"So where to go next, have you thought about it?"

In the blink of an eye, a bright smile appeared on his serious face again, and Amon looked at the great hero.

And Hercules thought for a while and finally shook his head.

"Although we share the same goal, it should not always be up to me alone to decide how to act."

"Our next destination is the extreme west of the world, but we should choose together how we go along the way."

"In that case...how about we go to Silver Moon City first?"

"Crossing a continent is not an easy task, and this alchemy ship shows how important a good tool is."

"What's more, you should have heard about the famous name of this city."

"Now that we have arrived near it, don't you want to see its true appearance?"

His expression moved slightly, and after listening to Amon's suggestion, Hercules felt that it indeed made sense.

The vehicle is only secondary. More importantly, the hero really wants to see what a truly powerful wizard looks like.

What's more, besides this, there is another thing that he has never told anyone.

That was the God of the West Wind who had previously issued a mission to him. Where had he gone?

"good."

Nodding affirmatively, the great hero then looked at Prometheus.

The Illuminati did not raise any objections. In fact, he was also curious about the human kingdom that created such advanced creations.

But before that, thinking about what he sensed not long ago, Prometheus reminded him.

"I will not interfere with your schedule, but Hercules, you should remember what I said before."

"A few days ago, on this sea, I felt the power of Zeus venting to the world."

"The time is short, but it is clear. Thousands of years have passed, and his strength has become stronger.

"Even now, I can no longer measure the difference in power between him and the Ancient God of Creation. He has firmly established himself as the God King."

"So young man, I don't know what happened to you, and whether it has anything to do with Zeus, but no matter what, I still hope you can be cautious."

"What really makes gods stronger than humans is never their strength or wisdom, but their eternal life and endless time."

"Compared with success again and again, being able to bear the consequences of failure again and again is their true reliance on overcoming all things."

"...I will."

"I will keep your teachings in mind."

Nodding solemnly, the great hero did not take things lightly.

Prometheus was right, and he had no intention of doing anything until he found concrete evidence.

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Cross two mountains and cross a river.

It didn't take long, after passing through a layer of visible and invisible barriers, Hercules saw the legendary city.

The huge shadow is blurry and difficult to distinguish, and it is artificially isolated from outside observation.

As we approach the outskirts of the city, there are more and more local residents and outsiders.

Above the sky, twelve towers slowly rotate clockwise.

Vaguely, the great hero even observed a pattern.

However, due to his lack of knowledge, even after observing for a long time, Heracles still felt like he was seeing flowers in the fog.

"It's a clock, but it's also a calendar."

"Every day, they should circle the city."

"And they also have master-slave changes among each other, and they change with the positions of the moon phase and the stars."

"To use human power to change the world, this kind of counter-trend move must pay a huge price."

"But the tower itself is drawing energy from all things."

Unlike Hercules, even after being separated from the human world for thousands of years, Prometheus could still see at a glance the subtleties of the operation of the towers in front of him.

The trajectories of the sun and moon, the changes in the stars and the rotation of time.

In Chaos, starting from the birth of the Twelve Titans, the number itself contains the meaning of 'perfection' and 'perfection'.

If the humans of the Bronze Age could have built such miracles, then even a great flood might not be able to erase them.

"It sounds really powerful, but we seem to have been discovered."

Without the vision and knowledge of the Illuminati, the great hero would not be able to see so many things.

But along the way, Hercules' potential in certain aspects was discovered more and more.

Although there is no direct evidence, just standing here, the hero feels like he is being watched.

Of course, Hercules did not feel any obvious malice from this gaze.

"This is normal. The seemingly non-existent barrier we passed through before is probably a tool to identify visitors."

"Whoever finds a strange demigod approaching will probably pay attention."

Nodding slightly, Hercules felt the same way.

After waiting for a while, no guards came to chase him away. Instead, the hero felt that the gaze was withdrawn.

So without much hesitation, Hercules followed the flow of people and walked towards the tall bronze arch at the end of his sight.

Being cautious does not mean being timid. Since the owner here did not refuse his visit, he would go in openly.

Walking through the neat avenue, the towering giant gate is in sight.

Dozens of pale golden balls were floating in the air, and with the help of his extraordinary hearing, Heracles probably understood their function.

It was an alchemy creation responsible for entry registration, and its target audience was all residents who did not live locally.

Regardless of whether it was a human being or not, Heracles was even a little surprised to find a being who was suspected of being a river god.

Although the True God never regarded them as the same kind, it was really surprising that they would appear here.

After all, Silvermoon City's rejection of the Olympian faith is known to the world, and it is not known what these river gods are here for.

"...Sir, please wait a moment."

"I am the record officer numbered 1587. Next, I will register you into the city and enter the information - what is your name?"

While thinking, a pale golden ball flew out, and a soft female voice came from it.

After coming back to his senses, the great hero looked at this creature without any breath of life.

"Hercules."

"Okay, then where are you from and what is the purpose of coming to Silver Moon City?"

"I come from Thebes because I admire the superb alchemy technology of Silver Moon City."

He spoke calmly, the great hero did not make up any lies.

"I hope to purchase some suitable tools to help me cross thousands of mountains and rivers."

"Besides, I also want to experience the scenery of this city."

"Okay, please wait...the information about you has been included in the identification."

"The pass has been issued, but because it was discovered during this registration that you are a guest coming to Silvermoon City for the first time, I will inform you of some necessary matters in advance."

"And as long as you don't violate the relevant regulations, your actions in the city will not be blocked."

The soft female voice continued to sound, and the next moment, a text was projected on the light golden ball of light.

After a brief browse, Hercules found that it basically indicated some forbidden matters.

Fighting in the city is not allowed, certain places are not allowed to be entered, and sacrifices to false gods are not allowed, etc.

In addition, there are some transaction rules, payment methods and other things.

If there is no legal currency in Silvermoon City, then it can also be traded in the form of barter.

There are many scattered contents, most of which are not worth paying attention to.

However, in addition to these ordinary contents, there is one that the great hero paid more attention to.

"Is this... pet subscription list?"

"What is this?"

Hercules asked directly with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"As you can see, Silvermoon City is the birthplace of wizard civilization in the material world."

"Here, many wizards will sign contracts with some harmless demons and turn them into their own magic pets, or simply use their own skills to create one."

"In the past, this behavior was limited to the wizards themselves."

"But thanks to a certain lord's experiment not long ago, we are about to open a batch of magic pets that can be contracted with ordinary people."

"Whether you are a local resident or not, as long as you meet the standards, you are eligible to apply."

"...I see, magic pets, it sounds really good."

Nodding, Hercules praised, but he didn't actually take it to heart.

For ordinary mortals, it is indeed a good opportunity.

But for him, it is not so useful.

With his current strength, unless it is a powerful demon comparable to the gods, it is meaningless.

And even if such a demon really exists, let alone how to tame it, I think others will never sell it.