Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

"Do we really want to do this?"

When Ryan and the other two were thinking about their own things, Momon was a little nervous in the temple dedicated to Hestia, the goddess of fire and protection.

Although the Creator was standing next to him and he was reluctant to give up the tribute he was about to offer, he still felt uneasy.

After all, in the past, Prometheus had told them more than once how they shook the mountains and made the rivers and seas flow backwards when the gods were still walking on the earth in the last era.

"Don't worry, Momon, Her Highness Hestia is one of the kindest goddesses among the gods. Even if she finds something wrong, she will only warn me first, instead of punishing you directly."

Standing at the door of the temple, the tall Prometheus comforted the people around him.

He had never tried it before, and his own strength was not enough, so the foresighted did not know whether the powerful gods could find something wrong across the vast earth with only the meager divinity on the statue, so until today, he dared to try it, and the target was Hestia.

This goddess was brave and fearless in battle, but she was approachable in normal times. The Forerunner believed that if it was her, even if something was discovered, it could still be saved.

Although this was a bit like bullying a good person, Prometheus still had to do it for his creation. He secretly decided that if he could succeed this time, he would increase the praise for Hestia among humans and let her gain faith second only to the God King.

"Orson, you will be the first one to come."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Prometheus no longer hesitated and said to a thin human.

The Forerunner had an impression of each of his creations, but there were also differences in depth. When Orson was created, he was given agility by Epimetheus, and perhaps because of his blessing, he was also very smart, so Prometheus often took him to his side to teach.

In fact, the people who followed him on this trip were also the most valued humans by the Forerunner, and they all had talents in wisdom that far exceeded others. If the trip is successful, the foresight decided that they would be responsible for the main priests of each temple.

Prometheus even thought of a name for them. The person in charge of the sacrifice to the gods would be called "priest".

"Yes, Your Highness."

Nodding in agreement, Orson felt a little nervous, but also somewhat excited. Deceiving the gods was simply unimaginable in the past, but he had no sense of reality. After all, Orson's testimony to the greatness of the gods was only the occasional blessing and the narration of the Creator.

But he did not see that kind of omnipotent greatness in Prometheus.

"Huh——"

Taking a deep breath, Orson stepped forward under the gaze of everyone. He took out the sacrifice prepared in advance.

It was a cow. Cows can produce milk, cow bones can be used to make soup, and beef and butter are also useful. Whether now or in the future, this is one of the most valuable wealth of mankind.

In the past, humans often offered the best parts of cattle to gods during sacrifices, leaving the internal organs and bones for themselves, but this time, with the support of the Creator, Orson would not do this again.

Taking out the copper knife, Orson skillfully cut the cattle into pieces and then sorted them out. One pile was all beef, covered with cowhide; the other pile was all cattle bones, wrapped in cow fat.

From the outside, the second pile was much larger than the first.

Putting down the knife, Orson placed the two piles on the altar for sacrifice in the temple. The most critical moment has arrived, his heart is pounding, but he is a little excited for some reason.

Kneeling on the ground, Orson chanted loudly.

"Olympian immortal, Hestia!

Holy Hestia!

I will sing your praises loudly!

Majestic daughter of Kronos!

Holy goddess!

Fertile daughter of Rhea!

Guardian of the sacred fire!

That is you-noble Hestia-the eldest daughter of Kronos and Rhea!

The oldest of the Olympian gods!

You are forever chaste!

You are the glorious and holy flame!

You are the guardian of peace!

Oh!

Glorious goddess!

Listen to my singing!

I and other hymns will remember you!"

Ancient poetry, simple meaning, when the hymn came to the end, Orson seemed to feel the invisible gaze coming from the statue.

That was the goddess's gaze with the help of the divinity and faith on the statue. In the past, he had felt it more than once.

Resisting the tension, Orson worshiped the gods as always and prayed for blessings. He told the gods about the difficulty of his work, but he was still willing to give everything for the gods. Finally, he walked up to the altar openly, took away the small pile of beef, and left the big ones.

Time passed by minute by minute, until Prometheus signaled the next person to come forward to offer sacrifice, nothing happened.

"It seems that the result was successful!"

"My guess is correct. The gods are very observant, but they can't go to the mortal world to check in person, so naturally there will be omissions."

When everything was over, the foresight was full of smiles. He looked at the humans surrounding him and said happily:

"Then follow today's process in the future. Each of you will be responsible for a temple. Momon, Orson, the temple of the king of gods is the most important, and you two will be responsible there together."

"From now on, the sacrifices will be made by you, rather than by each person who comes to offer sacrifices. In this way, the matter will not spread, and our goal will be achieved."

"But you have to remember that the sacrifices to the gods can be kept, but the faith in the gods cannot be lacking. So afterwards you have to return these sacrifices to everyone under other names, but don't let them know."

"Of course, Your Highness, how dare we really blaspheme."

With an excited expression, Orson glanced at his subsequent partner, but felt a little emotional in his heart.

It turns out that the gods on Mount Olympus are not that great, and they cannot distinguish even the things that are right in front of them.

But yes, the Creator once said that human beings are the leader of all things and the closest living beings to God in the world. Perhaps the difference between gods and humans lies only in power and life.

He had seen power, but he could not understand life. Prometheus once told humans about death, but Orson, who was physically strong, felt no fear at all.

"That's it. Think about it for yourselves. I'm going back now."

I don't know what the human being in front of me is thinking, but Prometheus is still in a good mood.

Epimetheus had advised him before he came here. The other party believed that deceiving the gods was undesirable, but the Illuminati scorned it.

If he was as stupid as his brother, there might indeed be mistakes, but how could he act recklessly? Try it first in the temple of Hestia, and then promote it one by one. This is the wisdom of the Illuminati.

And all of this came from his instructions, and ordinary humans had no idea about it. Even if it is exposed, it has nothing to do with the bronze human being.

Thinking of this, Prometheus couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Many times, he also hopes that his dull brother can learn something, but unfortunately, this may not be possible.

After all, gods are like this. They are what they are born with. Unless there is a big change the day after tomorrow, it is basically difficult to change.