Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Alone, Cohen walked on the wild land for decades.

He traveled day and night under the stars. He climbed over mountains, walked through wastelands, crossed forests, waded through rivers, crossed deserts, forced his way through swamps, and faced thunderstorms. Unlike before, the land of Chaos is now more and more varied and dangerous.

He has seen nine-headed monster snakes as high as mountains, and has killed giant worms lurking under the sea of ​​sand. Along the way, although the power from special substances no longer increases in strength after a period of time, the energy from oneself has become more and more powerful.

Gradually, after defeating a two-headed monster bird that can spit thunder, in order to deal with these powerful enemies on the land, Cohen began to explore what this energy derived from flesh and blood is, how to strengthen it, and how to use it better.

But Cohen has no teacher, and no one can be his teacher in this regard. He is the first and currently the only one. So Cohen had to study it by himself, and the only reference was the golden colloid that was integrated into his body.

Although most of the information it instilled was useless, there were still some valuable contents. With the help of this knowledge, Cohen gradually understood the essence of some powers, especially the most critical breakthrough of his energy.

On the day when the sacred mountain collapsed, Cohen once broke the bottleneck in the crisis, allowing the energy in his body to go further. After the bottleneck was broken, the most intuitive manifestation was that his body could touch the law to a certain extent.

At first, Cohen didn't know what the law was, but the knowledge instilled by the mysterious substance made up for his lack of knowledge. And the two unexpected existences he met a few years ago further answered his doubts.

Of course, this also broke the sacredness of the gods in his heart again.

"The extraordinary realm, 'legend' is really an ironic name."

Compared with the socially meaningful name of 'legend', Cohen still prefers to use simple numbers to describe his power.

He called the state of his initial energy generation "Level 1", the state of energy that can temporarily enhance the body "Level 2", and the realm of being able to extend it to external objects and hurt people from a distance, which are "Level 3" and "Level 4" respectively.

As for the further advancement, the realm called "supernormal" and "legendary", it is also naturally called "Level 5" by Cohen.

At this point, he felt that he should have made another breakthrough, which was called "high-level legend" by that person, and it was also the last step before "self-generated divinity", but when it came to Cohen, he simply called it "Level 6".

However, at this point, he also felt that he had encountered an insurmountable level again. Cohen didn't care much about it. After all, judging from his experience in recent years, there are few people on earth who are his opponents.

All the way east, until today, the new generation of humans he has been looking for is actually right in front of him.

But Cohen didn't know what to do for a while, should he go directly to contact them, or observe them secretly for a while?

"Hey, the one in front--"

While thinking, a shout came from behind. Cohen was stunned at first, but he immediately realized that it was calling him.

Maybe because the time interval was a bit long, although the language used by the other party actually originated from the humans in the Golden Age, there was a big difference between them. However, after careful identification, he could still understand what the other party was saying.

"-Where are you from, and what are you doing standing here?"

"Looking at you, are you in trouble in the wild?"

Turning around, Cohen saw that not far away, a young man was looking at him like a precious animal.

The stranger in front of him was wrapped in animal skin, but there was no dust on his body. He looked a little embarrassed, but gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

However, although there are conflicts among the bronze humans today, there has been no vicious incident of mutual attack. Therefore, although Cohen looked not easy to mess with, the young man was not afraid of him at all.

"Why are you standing there stupidly? You should not be from Giant Wood Town. I have never seen you."

Walking forward, the young man patted Cohen's shoulder without any hesitation.

"Yeah."

"I'm here for something."

Cohen nodded and responded, trying to imitate the other person's accent.

Feeling the touch on his shoulder, he felt a little awkward and nostalgic. Over the years, Cohen has been accustomed to fighting back against any existence that touches him. After all, there is no safe place along the way. But at this moment, holding back his subconscious reaction, he thought of his former friend again.

Hewa, the recorder of the golden human, used to talk and laugh with Cohen in this way. But now, the only trace of his existence is probably in Cohen's memory.

"Then you are probably late, and Mr. Ander has returned to the center of the plain."

"It is said that the name will be changed soon. In order to distinguish it from the 'town' where we are, the high priest Momon suggested calling it a 'city', named after the plain, called Aurora City, and the Creator also agreed with his statement."

The young man had no doubts about Cohen. In his opinion, the other party was probably someone who came from other towns to watch Ander's drama.

Just looking at the other party's current appearance, he probably encountered some unexpected situation on the way.

This is normal. After all, the existence of the temple drives away monsters with extraordinary power, but those beasts that rely solely on physical strength are not among them.

"Come on, since we are here, I will take you to the town."

"Although you can't watch the drama, there are other fun things to watch today. There is a guy who spreads blasphemous remarks in public, and he is about to be judged by the priests of the temple."

With a look of watching a good show, the young man waved at Cohen.

"Don't stand there stupidly, go in and change clothes first. I really want to hear what he can say about this blasphemous guy."

Disrespectful to God, temple, priest?

And the "creator" mentioned by the other party.

He caught a few key words in an instant, but Cohen did not ask blindly. Although it was not good to deceive the enthusiastic young man in front of him, he still didn't want to reveal his identity.

Thinking of the disappeared corpses and the collapsed temple, Cohen didn't know what the gods' attitude was towards the former golden humans, but before he understood the situation, he planned to act cautiously.

Since the excavation of the temple ruins, Cohen felt that his changes were much greater than in the past thousands of years.

"Then. Thank you very much."

Cohen's voice was a little vague, but the young man didn't care.

"My name is Evans, what's your name?"

"Cohen, my name is Cohen."

This time, the Golden Man King spoke clearly.

"Well, brother Cohen, come with me."

Following the young man, after many years, Cohen stepped into the human settlement again. Looking at everything around him, he felt very strange and familiar.

The skills that were inherited from the golden age can still be seen. However, the clothes and conversations of the passers-by are very different from the past.

But relying on the ability given by the mysterious substance, Cohen vaguely realized that the biggest difference between the current human beings and the past is not the appearance, but the heart.

They are kind, hospitable, and upright, but some people are not like this.

Behind their smiles, they hide negative emotions.

And more humans have both.