Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

Time flies, and seven hundred years have passed since mankind was created.

"call--"

At the foot of the sacred mountain, another boulder nearly ten meters high was moved. Cohen wiped his sweat and looked at another temple that was about to be built in front of him.

Tall and majestic, different from the oracle that was born under the finger of God when it was just born, this is a temple built by the golden humans themselves.

Before that, they had built many temples in sequence, and each true god on the sacred mountain had his own one.

There are no exquisite reliefs, no mysterious lines, no sense of sanctity that directly reaches the soul at a glance, but Cohen still feels very satisfied.

What is built by gods symbolizes the power of gods, and what is built by mortals symbolizes the piety of mortals. The two cannot be confused.

"King, please take a rest."

Just as he was about to move a stone, a voice from the side stopped Cohen in his tracks.

"In serving the gods, we should not covet comfort."

Cohen shook his head. Although he was tired, he didn't feel dissatisfied at all.

Human beings in the Golden Age gathered all positive emotions. They were upright, kind, hardworking, brave, and had heartfelt admiration for the gods. In their view, doing things for God is a matter of course.

What's more, he was the first human being created by the Lord of the Spirit World, and was therefore named the King of Humanity. After the carving up of the gods, of course, he was chosen by the God King and came to the surroundings of Odiles Mountain.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen tribes of various sizes surrounding the sacred mountain. They nominally belong to the gods on the mountain, but they all obey Korn's orders.

As the leader chosen by God, although the 'king' at this time is more of a title and has no concept of nobility, officials or country, he still holds himself to the highest standards. Of course, as the first human being, he does have abilities beyond ordinary people.

"Of course we should serve God, but you haven't had a break in seven days."

After listening to Cohen's words, although the visitor expressed understanding, he still tried to persuade him.

Although as the first human being created, Korn's power far exceeds that of ordinary people, but he is not a god after all.

Even in the original mythology, humans in the Golden Age only ascended to the sky after death and became special heroic spirits close to being like gods.

".All right."

After some hesitation, Cohen was finally convinced.

Only when you have enough energy can you work more efficiently. Proper rest is also essential.

Nodding, Cohen said goodbye to the visitor. He walked to the shade of a tree and sat down leaning against the trunk.

There was no sleep in the world of Khaos originally, and the so-called "rest" of humans only meant stopping work. As beings blessed by the gods, as long as they take a short rest, their energy will quickly return to their original state.

But this time, as soon as Cohen sat down, an inexplicable sense of trance came over him. He didn't know what it felt like, so he tried hard to stay awake. However, the power of mortal things could not resist the authority. In the end, Cohen leaned on the tree trunk and fell into a deep sleep.

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Darkness.

It was as if he had fallen into an abyss, unable to move his thoughts, only a cold feeling.

The concept of time became blurred, as if it was a day, and it seemed like a second. At a certain moment, Cohen seemed to see a ray of color.

"call--"

Suddenly waking up, Cohen suddenly realized that he was no longer in his original place.

At this time, he appeared in front of a tall building.

Different from the stones he had seen before, this building was made of various unknown materials, with exquisite patterns and patterns carved on it.

Some were engraved with 'people' and some were engraved with 'objects'. Although Cohen could not understand the meaning of most of the patterns, there was only one that he recognized. It was a person carving.

He had studied engraving, but when he saw the matte painting, Cohen felt that what he had learned in the past was a crude joke.

"May Themis forgive me for my transgression."

As soon as this thought occurred, Cohen quickly prayed in his heart.

Before, all the shallow skills of mankind were learned from the goddess of justice. Including the construction of temples, recording of major events, and carving of statues of gods.

In addition, the goddess also helped humans simplify the innate words that contain extraordinary power, and taught them a lot of knowledge. Humans use this to write history and commemorate major events that have occurred.

However, although what he saw in front of him was much more than what he had learned in the past, Cohen, who quickly reacted, did not think that this was a problem with God. The gods are infallible, and the goddess only taught him those skills because it must be because these are the only things mortals should understand.

After praying silently for a while, Cohen began to observe his surroundings again. Although I don’t know where this is, there is no doubt that only God is worthy of living in such a place.

Cohen did not dare to step into God's abode privately, so he looked around. But for some reason, there was a white mist all around him, and he seemed to be wrapped in the middle. Only he and the temple really existed.

"Squeak——"

The sudden sound made Cohen turn around sharply. Behind him, at some point, the door of the temple opened automatically.

Severaz Temple, this is the name of this place. Even though Cohen doesn't recognize any of the characters, he just 'knows' it now.

However, in the face of unexpected changes, Cohen felt relieved. He has confirmed that everything he is experiencing now must be God's will.

"Great God, if you guided me here, then I will come to see you."

After respectfully paying homage to the door, Cohen carefully crossed the threshold and walked into the Severaz Temple.

After passing through the gate, there is a long corridor with a row of pillars on each side. The murals inside the temple were more exquisite, but Cohen didn't dare to look more. He walked forward carefully and quickly so as not to keep the owner of this place waiting too long.

The corridor is very long, much larger than the temple itself seen in the outside world. Cohen didn't know how long he had been walking, and the concept of time seemed to be blurred. Vaguely, he seemed to hear a sound coming from a distance.

"Morning, spiritual soil."

‘Is it the voice of God? ’

Feeling refreshed, Cohen quickly quickened his pace. Regardless of whether he is a god or not, since he can exist in this mysterious palace, the other party must be related to a god.

"Light body."

".,.Almighty."

"put on. crown, surround"

"Yizhao., Qi Shen Ming."

As we get closer to the source of the sound, the bytes become clearer and clearer. Cohen gradually realized that this seemed to be a piece of poetry. The great Lord of the Law had seen something similar, so the God-King wanted mortals to learn poetry as well. But unfortunately, although golden humans have excellent learning abilities, they have no creativity at all.

This is not something Ryan did deliberately, but no matter how everything beautifies the so-called 'positive emotions', a creature that only has these alone is still twisted.

A twisted soul is not strong enough, so of course it cannot carry more things.

Moving forward quickly, out of respect for God, Cohen did not run, but his speed was still very fast. At a certain moment, the scenery in front of him finally changed. There was no longer an endless corridor in front of him, and Cohen appeared in a wide hall.

There was no god as expected, only a slender figure shrouded in a white hood. She sat sideways on the ground, and the previous 'poetry' came from under the hood.

But now, the sacred song is still ringing, and even as Cohen leaves the corridor, he feels as if he has crossed an invisible barrier.

When he passed through the barrier, he suddenly realized that the previous song was not sung in a language he was familiar with, and how powerful those short verses contained.

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"How can sinners look at the majesty and glory of God?"

"Each one presents a jade crown and a splendid ornament, and dedicates the sacred throne to the golden hall."

"Holy, holy!"

"In the seventh month, the wall rises to the west, and the darkness and clearness remain in the sky forever;"

"The past is still here, and it will be forever for eternity!"

The poem is half borrowed and half self-edited. The knowledgeable readers of the original version must have seen it at a glance, so I am not being knowledgeable about it. The part omitted with ‘.’ in front may be used in other places later, so I can use both in one poem.

Then regarding the image of the protagonist among humans, in fact, given that no god will promote the existence of other gods among humans, humans' understanding of the protagonist is limited to 'this is the Lord of the spiritual world and can give souls', but the spiritual world is What, if he has any other titles or abilities, I have no idea at all.

Finally, don’t ask me what building has not been completed for hundreds of years. On the one hand, there is more than one. On the other hand, if you see the ten meters of stone at the beginning, do you guess how big this building is.jpg