Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

"It seems that the Bronze Humans were not prepared to face the disaster."

"At least that's what it seems like."

Walking down the street, the formerly noisy area seemed a little desolate.

Even if people occasionally passed by in a hurry, they just glanced at these two guys who were incompatible with the environment, and then hurriedly walked towards a place they thought was safe, without any intention of staying.

Obviously, at such a critical time, no one wants to spend time with two strangers.

"Ahem, if you tell too many lies, they will inevitably be regarded as the truth. Before, everyone believed that priests could really communicate with the gods, so naturally they would not make preparations in advance."

Coughing, the old man was not surprised by this.

He is not a priest, but he has a certain status among humans, so he has more contacts, and those tricks that fool ordinary people are of no use to him.

"But it doesn't make much difference whether they are prepared or not. If ignorance allows them to spend the last ten years in stability instead of panic, ahem, that might not be a bad thing."

After glancing at the symbol full of familiar power hidden under the road, Ryan didn't answer. The brief conversation ended, and the two walked along the avenue towards the eastern city gate. In that direction, the sound of water can be vaguely heard.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking all light, which was a sign of heavy rain. However, when passing by a temple, a shout suddenly came from it.

"Hey, those two guys over there—yeah, that's you."

"Come here quickly!"

"Um?"

He was a little surprised, but when he heard someone saying hello, Ryan hesitated for a moment and brought Huma over.

During this trip to the human world, he gave all the rights of choice to human beings. What fate they get depends entirely on their own choices.

"Hey, are you two looking for a place to take shelter too?"

The speaker was a young man, and several people who seemed unfamiliar to each other were gathered with him. Several people stood behind the threshold of the temple, looking at the situation outside.

"That's right. Why, do you want me to take you for a ride?"

Looking at the young man who spoke, Ryan asked with a smile.

"What are you thinking? Isn't this the safest place now?"

Next to the young man, another slightly older guy in a brown robe spoke loudly, but Ryan could tell that he was actually using his voice to vent the fear that had accumulated unconsciously in his heart.

"He is right. The Poseidon's divine punishment is ultimately aimed at humans. He would never attack the temples of other gods."

The young man also nodded. He glanced at the old man who was following Ryan. Such aging humans were rare in Aurora.

"Come in quickly. If you hadn't brought an old man with you, I wouldn't bother to care about you."

Finally understanding what the other party meant, Ryan was amused but also a little emotional. Although the other person's idea is wrong, his heart is indeed good.

So facing the opponent's gaze, Ryan struck directly:

"But haven't the gods already abandoned humans? Temples that are not recognized by gods can also be considered the domain of that god?"

".What nonsense are you talking about!"

Several people in front of him changed their expressions after hearing this, and Ryan's words obviously shattered their inner expectations. Obviously, these people also know that the temple today is different from the original one.

Originally, the statues in those temples gave people a feeling of being 'alive', and occasionally gave people the feeling of being watched by terrifying beings. However, since the owner left, those statues all seemed to be 'dead'. .

Although the priests have always claimed that the gods are still paying attention to them, it is just that the method has become more secretive. But now that the divine punishment has arrived, they have not been able to come up with any solution, which shows that what they said before may not be true. Would other gods really take such a temple seriously?

"You probably won't be able to escape if you stay here, but I do know that there is a god who has been requested by the Creator and is willing to protect humans when divine punishment comes."

Looking at the people in the temple who turned pale because of his words, Ryan changed the subject again.

"Really, isn't the God King the master of all gods?"

There were some surprises, but the young man who greeted him first still expressed his doubts.

"Of course it is true, and you also know that whether it is the stars in the sky or the earth under your feet, their masters are not under the jurisdiction of the God King. Think about the other name of the Creator - the Illuminati. He can see the future of mankind. It’s natural to prepare for a disaster.”

Facing the young man's gaze, Ryan said affirmatively.

"You're right, then. Thank you."

I was a little embarrassed, after all, his tone was a bit loud just now, but thinking of the coming disaster, the young man still hurriedly asked:

"Then I wonder if you can tell me what the name of this god is?"

"As for the name, I haven't heard anyone mention it before."

With a slight smile, Ryan continued:

"But I have heard people mention his deeds. It is said that he has a close relationship with humans. Tens of thousands of years ago, he was the one who created the golden humans."

"Not long ago, the Creator who foresaw human disasters prayed to him, and he responded to the expectations of the son of Iapetus: As long as when disasters come, someone bows to the spirit world and recites his existence silently, all disasters will be over. be spared, and nothing can harm the body of the pious.”

"That's great!"

His face was filled with joy, as the disaster finally had a chance to pass. The young man was about to thank him, but the next moment, he raised his head awkwardly.

He suddenly remembered that Mount Olympus was to the west of Aurora, the sea was to the east, and the earth and stars were clearly visible, but he really didn't know where the spirit world was.

"Well, is the spirit world the legendary place where the souls belong? Where is it? I mean, in which direction should I worship this benevolent god?"

Waving his hand, Ryan was not surprised. In this era, only a few people with high innate inspiration can see the surface spirit world by accident, so he patiently explained:

"Anywhere, in fact, the spirit world is everywhere."

"But He is the origin of all spirituality in the world, so as a human being, as an intelligent life, the closest place to the spirit world is in your heart."

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Soon, Ryan and Huma, who had been silent, declined the retention of several people and turned to leave the temple.

He claimed that the reason he was still walking on the street was to tell everyone such good news. So the young man had to say goodbye to the two with regret, and said that he would also go to publicize this matter.

After the two left, the people hiding in the temple looked at each other. They were actually passers-by who were pulled in by the young man. At this time, a slightly older middle-aged man looked at the door, where Ryan and the other man were no longer visible.

"Nuo, do you really believe what that man said just now?"

"Huh? What is that?"

"Why don't I believe it? Does he have any reason to lie to me?"

The young man named Nuo asked a question in return, which was a bit strange.

"You are a bronze human of the second generation, so you may not know him. In fact, I have seen that old guy."

There was no respect in his words, and the middle-aged man said slowly:

"He is one of the oldest people in the first generation, but he does not have any extraordinary talents. The Creator gave us excellent bodies, but failed to give us the same excellent wisdom, so he was finally arranged to look after the "book collection" - it is said that the gods use "books" to record knowledge, but we don't have so much knowledge to record."

"That's just right. The more knowledge he knows, the more it proves that what his companions say is likely to be true."

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Nuo didn't quite understand what he meant.

"I want to say, if the Creator really left something before he left, why didn't he give it to the priest he trusted the most, but to an old guy with no ability - of course, it could also be the one you just talked to, but it doesn't make any difference, they don't have much presence in Aurora. I have at least seen Huma, but I haven't seen the one in black."

". Not necessarily, maybe the Creator found out in the end that the person he originally trusted was actually not trustworthy?"

Hearing this, one of the remaining four suddenly interrupted.

What he said made some sense. After all, at this point, even without evidence, the bronze humans had more or less doubted the priests. The facts are not as good as they claim, so there must be lies.

"Maybe, so you also want to leave and promote the so-called 'salvation of the unknown god'?"

Without arguing, the middle-aged man glanced at the person who spoke and said lightly.

As expected, the other party really stopped talking. After all, he was just half-believing and half-doubting, and had no intention of taking action for it.

As for what the man said just now, it's better to believe it a little. When the danger comes, if the temple cannot protect him, then he will kneel down and pray for the protection of the god, anyway, he doesn't need to pay anything.

As for letting him go out now, that is impossible.

"Okay, then you stay here, I will do what I promised!"

Looking at the remaining people, Nuo was disappointed to find that no one was willing to leave with him. He was a little angry, but the young man thought that time was urgent, so he turned around and left.

Behind him, the expressions of several people were different, but in the end no one walked out of this temple that had long lost its magic like him. And not far from his temple, the two people who had just left before him were looking at Nuo's hurried figure.

"Ahem, I thought you would show your true self, tell them your majesty and holiness, or expose the true thoughts of the other people, and then tell them that because of their doubts, God's grace will no longer be sown on them."

Standing behind Ryan, the old man said slowly.

He saw clearly that among the few people just now, only the young man at the beginning really believed Ryan's words, and it turned out that his guess was not wrong. In the past, this might mean trusting others too much, but today, it can save his life.

As for the remaining few, they obviously would not entrust their lives to a god without a name just because of a stranger's words, so it was not surprising for the old man to stay in the temple.

"Haha, then I have to reiterate it again, Huma. The reason I came here is not to save mankind or show majesty in front of some mortals. If I want, I have many opportunities to do so in the past."

"I came here just because of a past memory, a legend about the 'sufferer'. Of course, there is also a little selfishness."

Speaking of this, Ryan couldn't help but smile.

"By taking this opportunity, I can also give my good boy a chance to do something he has always wanted to do. Since he wants to sit in someone else's seat so much, let him give it a try."

Although Ryan has ten thousand reasons to do whatever he wants without teaching, he also has one reason to follow procedures, and that is because he wants to.

After speaking casually, Ryan glanced at the old man.

"But it seems that you are not as open-minded as you said. You still want to save more people. As long as I show my strength, no matter what the fate of those young people, there will definitely be more people Believe what I say.”

"I just hope they get a chance."

Shaking his head, the old man looked at the city where he had lived for a long time.

"If possible, I still hope that as many people as possible can know of your existence, instead of dying in ignorance."

"There will be, but that doesn't make much sense."

Looking at Nuo walking away, Ryan smiled.

"I complied with Prometheus' request, and everyone will know about it. But in the end, a few people believe it, and I'm afraid it won't be as you wish."

"That's enough. Everyone should pay the price for their choice."

In the old man's gaze, Ryan moved his fingers, and silently, the time on Nuo's body was slightly confused.

So the young man who had just learned about the existence of the mysterious gods was a little confused while running around. Today's time seemed to pass a bit slowly. He had obviously traveled to many places, but it didn't seem that long had passed.

However, he didn't think much about it, just thinking that his perception of time had slowed down due to stress. After taking a short rest, he continued running to inform others.

However, if the angle of view is raised, the viewer may be surprised to find that at the same moment, this young man appeared in different places in the city, promoting to different people the deeds of the Creator's entrustment of other gods. However, unfortunately, this scene did not There is no audience.

Only an old man who was not far from death drew a second picture on the stone slab.

In the painting, it is not in a temple, but on a high mountain and at the foot of a mountain, indicating that gods and mortals are never equal even if they are in the same world.

At the top of the mountain, in the light of the sky, God made a promise to mortals: whoever sincerely worships Him, disaster will not harm him; whoever believes in Him devoutly, the door to His kingdom will be opened in his heart.

Each of the six listeners who did not know the truth had different expressions: some believed and were happy, some were skeptical and silent, and some turned their heads away with disdain. The old man did not leave any comments for everyone, but just expressed his thoughts based on his own experience.

Miracles don't come often, so please treat every opportunity in life as a miracle.

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The waves were getting closer and closer, and at a certain moment, at the end of Triton's sight, Aurora's city wall was already visible in the distance.

"Wall? It may be used to stop beasts, but it can't stop me."

Smiling confidently at the trident, Triton knew that he was being watched by the gods. As a demigod, such opportunities were rare, so he raised the artifact and looked at the city in the distance, trying to behave as consistently as his father.

"Mortals, I am Triton, the king of the sea, son of Poseidon. Today, by the oracle of my father, I will bring you doomed destruction. There is no use in escaping. God's will will prevail. will be implemented."

The son of Poseidon noticed that as he arrived, there seemed to be some figures looking at him on the city wall. Maybe he is a mortal who has given up hiding and is ready to beg for mercy? But no matter what it was, it couldn't conceal the excitement in Triton's heart.

"Kneel down and pray for mercy, humble mortals. This may be able to alleviate your previous sins a little. For penitents, the merciful Triton will be especially merciful -

"I allow you to witness the destruction of your kind, wait until the last moment, and then meet the unchangeable death."