Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

With the help of "light", Cohen's work became faster. Not only did the speed of excavation double, but he also had a sense of direction underground.

This greatly helped his work, so that he did not need to calibrate the direction frequently, but he dug out a slanted corridor several kilometers long.

In theory, such unsupported pits are easy to collapse, but this is a mythical world after all, and the site of the sacred mountain is extraordinary. So Cohen dug all the way down without encountering any accidents.

In the process of excavation, in order to obtain food, Cohen also hunted beasts many times. Gradually, he found that the existence of the giant beast before was not uncommon.

There are more than one beasts that suddenly gained power, and even plants are among them. Some of them are strong, some are weak, and their abilities are not exactly the same. A few are rational and know how to seek benefits and avoid harm, and more seem to have destroyed their minds and become very crazy.

After Cohen hunted them one by one, he found similar special substances from the corpses of the animals. Undoubtedly, this magical thing is the source of all changes.

But Cohen did not continue to fuse them, even though they looked much weaker than what he had obtained before. He put them in a gold box, because Cohen found that this substance had strong fusion, but it seemed to have no reaction to gold.

"It's really the source of the disaster."

He shook his head slightly. Although he hadn't crawled out of the ground during that period, Cohen had roughly figured out what happened.

One day after the war of gods, many streams of light fell from the sky and landed on the earth. From then on, there were more of these things in the world.

These were told to him by a flower elf who met by chance. Her home was destroyed in the previous disaster, but she used her own power to protect her body. But according to her, those spring elves were not so lucky. They were also nymphs, but their bodies could not move.

Cohen saved this flower elf from a crazy giant eagle. He was slightly injured in order to kill this strange beast.

"Fire from the sky. I hope the world can return to peace soon."

With a sigh, Cohen stood at the bottom of the tunnel, raised the stone shovel, wrapped it with his energy, and struck down again.

He did this every day before, and today was no exception. But what he didn't expect was that this strike missed, and he almost lost his balance.

In front of him, through the chiseled gap, a huge hole appeared in front of him.

"Is this here?"

Somewhat surprised, facing the dark and lightless underground space, Cohen's eyes turned golden. Under that special power, he seemed to change his perspective, observing the surroundings from a bird's-eye view.

Soon, through the gap, Cohen saw the scene in the hole under his feet. This is a cavity formed naturally by the sinking of the earth, or it may be the effect of the protection of divine power. In short, there are collapsed houses and broken trees there, but these are not what he cares about.

Until at the very center, Cohen found his target.

That was the Temple of Korola. It was a bit far away, and even with extraordinary abilities, it was a bit hard to see clearly. However, Cohen felt that the shape of the temple was a bit strange.

It didn't look like it was intact.

"Impossible."

He whispered to himself, and his right hand unconsciously exerted force, and the stone shovel was deformed and made a creaking sound.

"It should be just a problem of light."

He whispered to himself that he couldn't see clearly here, so Cohen used his hands to hammer the remaining soil and rocks, and then jumped down.

After more than ten seconds, Cohen landed on the ground. This underground hole was hundreds of meters high, so it directly smashed out a large pit.

The surrounding environment was familiar and unfamiliar, and the past scenery was completely unrecognizable. After landing, Cohen walked along the cracked road. The scattered scenes on both sides seemed to tell the visitor what had happened here, which gave him a few more ominous premonitions in his heart.

The further he went, the slower it was. It took Cohen half a day to finally climb over the last obstacle and come to the not far away of the once tall and majestic Korola Temple.

There is no more obstruction here, and the full view of the temple can be directly seen. However, after climbing over the collapsed boulder, Cohen just stood there, looking at the scene in the distance.

"Why is it like this?"

"Where is the power of God?!"

He was a little speechless. Although the war broke out between the gods before, shaking the nearby into the ground, Cohen never doubted the safety here.

Since the day the temple was built, it has been blessed by the power of the king of gods. The great Kronos personally declared that as long as he is still in this world, nothing can hurt it. The Korola Temple will last forever and forever.

But now, it has collapsed. Although the main body is still there, everyone can see its ruins. Everything promised in the past is like nothing, and the broken pillars seem to be silently telling something.

"No, what about the stele forest?"

I realized something instantly. If even the temple had collapsed, how could the place where the golden human was buried before be safe and sound?

Cohen immediately ran towards the open space in front of the temple, as if he had forgotten that he could actually see there directly. Finally, when he arrived at the door of this magnificent building, what appeared in front of him were only ruins everywhere, collapsed inscriptions, and a few cracked but empty tombs.

There was nothing, everything was like a dream.

"All gone. Why? But where are their bodies? Where did they go?!"

Invisible air waves exploded around him, and Cohen clenched his fists. The bodies of the golden humans did not decay for thousands of years after death, so how could they disappear inexplicably?

He frantically opened every place where the bodies should have been buried, and one tomb after another was opened, but what he welcomed was disappointment again and again. It was as if they had never existed, and everything in the past was an illusion.

The Human King did not know that when the Earth Mother was operating her authority with all her strength, all the objects with energy in the earth around the sacred mountain were drained of their power. The divine blood and life essence contained in the bodies of the golden humans were undoubtedly the best nutrients.

Without power, the body is just an empty shell. Just a slight vibration turned the remains of the golden humans into dust and returned to their original appearance.

After all, humans are made of earth and stone.

".And the temple, yes, the gods will respond to me."

The last tomb he opened was that of his former friend Hewa. Looking at the empty tomb, Cohen was stunned for a long time, and then he finally remembered the dilapidated building in the distance. He ran to the temple, roughly pushed open the half-rotten door, and rushed into the inner hall used to worship the God King.

Cohen looked at the center. There should be a towering statue holding a scepter, a hundred meters high, which is intimidating.

But now, there is nothing there.

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After a long silence, Cohen fell to the ground as if he had lost his strength, and he was stunned for a while. He didn't know what to do, and felt that everything he did was meaningless.

Although in the past, when the golden humans were still there, he often told others that the gods didn't care about the beliefs of humans, but even if the gods chose to ignore them, it was reasonable, and they should still regard the gods as everything, but in fact Cohen had doubts, but he quickly dispelled the idea.

He was more "complete", so he was the only one who would "question". The reason why he said this was just because everyone thought so. If it were other golden humans, there would be no need to convince themselves that they just didn't understand God well enough, because they didn't doubt it at all.

But now, Cohen felt that he was wrong.

"So God is gone now?"

"Or God, abandoned us."

"Or..."

"They have never been here!"

The voice was very light, and looking at the empty altar, Cohen couldn't help but doubt many things before.

Will the golden humans really ascend to heaven and become heroes after death? This is what Prometheus told them, but Cohen has never witnessed it with his own eyes.

Are the gods really omnipotent? If so, where is the God King now?

God once promised that as long as he worshipped them, he could enjoy eternal happiness and peace, but why was he so pious, but he couldn't feel happy at all?

Cohen didn't know. After all, he was just a mortal in the past, and everything he knew was given to him by God, so he naturally wouldn't know things that he shouldn't know. Once, he always believed in the greatness of God, but now, the great image in his heart has quietly collapsed without knowing when.

Or maybe the cracks have existed for a long time. As the Golden Man King who had seen the [Slate of Civilization], the innate constraints had never taken effect on him. It was only himself who had restricted him in the past.

"."

".Maybe I should go and see what the earth looks like."

"Is it like what God said, or something else."

After a long silence, Cohen slowly stood up.

He finally stared at the altar and walked out of the temple. When he passed the open space, Cohen looked at the broken stone tablets all over the ground, but he had no idea of ​​restraining them, but let them continue to scatter.

The stone tablets are to carry words, the words are to describe history, and history is to make those who were originally buried in them meaningful. But if the traces of existence themselves disappear, if everything they once believed in was false, then what is the value of such records?

There is no need for stone tablets anymore. His existence itself is the past of the golden humans.

The light emerged, supporting Cohen's body and slowly floating up. He came to the place where he jumped before and stood still, and finally looked back at the cave.

Desolate, dilapidated, and dead silent, this is the last remnant of a destroyed civilization.

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"I will come back, for sure."

".When I find the answer!"

Turning around, Cohen buried the cave and left without any regrets. With his departure, this old relic returned to darkness and silence again.