Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

The sea water rolled over the land, and the river mixed with it. Broken trees, earth and dead animals floated on the water, and huge black shadows lurked below.

The Aurora Plain, the original core of the bronze humans, has become a vast ocean, and the sea water is still surging around.

Those humans who fled the city and tried to hide in the mountains and forests were not spared. They were either drowned or eaten by the giant beasts in the water. On the entire plain, only its core, the human city, barely survived.

But this was not because it was lucky enough, but under the control of the artifact, the sea water deliberately bypassed this primitive city. Obviously, as the director who controlled all this, Triton knew very well that simply flooding the city with floods was not interesting, so he slowed down the process and came to the human city in person.

And just as he thought, on the distant Mount Olympus, Poseidon looked at his son's bold words, and couldn't help but pat the armrest of the chair, laughing with satisfaction.

He had long wanted to destroy these ignorant humans.

Humans’ faith in the sea god was far lower than that in other gods. This was certainly because Zeus had ordered humans not to touch the sea, but this did not prevent Poseidon from venting his anger on them.

However, humans at this time were one, so rewards and punishments for mortals were often carried out by Zeus in the name of the God’s Court after consultation with the gods. A single god could not act alone.

So after Prometheus’s incident, Poseidon still did nothing. He thought Zeus would definitely not sit idly by and watch humans deceive him, but he waited for more than ten years and nothing happened.

Until now, he could finally vent.

“Humph, Zeus is still too weak. Our grandfather and father ruled the world by force, but he was doing these crooked ways every day.”

With a hum in his heart, Poseidon became more and more resentful that he could not sit on the throne of the king of gods. However, the scene in front of him made him feel good after all, so the sea king continued to watch his eldest son’s performance.

Poseidon was satisfied. On the other side, Zeus, who was at the top, was also very satisfied.

Poseidon's series of operations successfully accepted the dissatisfaction of many gods on his behalf, such as his eldest sister Hestia. Now, although the goddess still left in anger, the source of her dissatisfaction was Poseidon's children and subordinates.

It was the best thing to achieve the goal and avoid trouble. With this mentality, Zeus also appreciated the rare "beautiful scenery". In fact, in the heart of the God King, there was also malice towards the bronze human. After all, the unbeliever who prayed to him for eternal life before still made him feel sick when he recalled it.

Through the projection between the artifact and the master, Zeus casually cast his eyes on the human city. What came into view was the panicked crowd in the city, the chaotic order, the torrential rain that was about to fall, and——

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Zeus sat up straight. Just now, he seemed to have seen a familiar figure, which made him stunned for a moment. Although they had only met once before, that meeting left a deep impression on him who had just ascended the throne.

So Zeus quickly concentrated his mind and tried to find that person, but the result disappointed him. The image was just a flash, and when the king of gods came back to his senses, he could no longer find the figure he had just vaguely seen.

In this era, most gods can no longer see through the earth on their own. The reason why the gods can enjoy this "drama" on Mount Olympus is because the Trident of the Sea King, as Poseidon's artifact, was originally created by his natural priesthood and is in the hands of his children. But because of this, the "perspective" of the gods is completely following the artifact and cannot be controlled by themselves.

"Poseidon, do you have a way to control your artifact?"

Zeus asked as if nothing had happened, holding the armrest unconsciously with his right hand.

"Of course you can - if there is no damn law to restrict it."

After taking a sip of wine, Poseidon sneered casually:

"But unfortunately, under the suppression of the present world, if I use my divine power to communicate with my artifact far away on earth, you all know what will happen. Why do you ask such a ridiculous question?"

Looking at Zeus with some surprise, Poseidon didn't know what tricks the other party was playing.

Whether he can do it or not, others don't know, but he can't know? The [Thunder Arrow] and [Trident of the Sea King] in his hand are similar products. In this regard, there should be no difference between the two of them.

Not only Poseidon, but other gods also looked at Zeus after hearing this, wondering what the King of Gods wanted to do. Faced with this situation, Zeus had to wave his hand to indicate that he had nothing to do.

"Nothing, just think this perspective is not very good."

"Your Majesty the King of Gods is really 'growing in majesty', and this kind of thing has to be brought out and talked about."

With a sneer, Poseidon ignored it.

‘Maybe I was just too nervous, or even my unborn daughter affected my judgment.’

Seeing that he had dealt with it casually, Zeus secretly comforted himself. He calmed down and continued to look at the image in front of him.

However, not long after, a voice of surprise came from his side.

“What’s wrong?”

Turning his head, Zeus looked at the plump and tall goddess in a green dress.

That was Eurynome. As one of the original protagonists of today's banquet and the mother of the three Graces, Zeus allowed her to sit in the position second only to Hera today. But now, the Ocean Goddess was looking at the water curtain with surprise.

"Sorry. I'm really a little surprised. I actually saw a person from the Golden Age on the wall of the bronze humans!"

"But maybe they just look similar"

The face was a little unbelievable, but Eurynome soon found an explanation. As the sister of Metis, Eurynome once witnessed the birth of the first generation of humans in Delphi. Maybe she wouldn't remember others, but the first human was an exception.

"Maybe I saw it wrong, maybe Prometheus deliberately made it look like that when he created humans. I remember that their family stayed with golden humans a lot. That person is a bit like the first golden human created by the gods at the beginning - but he should have died."

"Golden human?"

Zeus always felt something was wrong when he recited the name silently, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

He was about to remind Poseidon to tell his son not to cause trouble, avoid this special human being, and just flood the world, but Zeus stopped talking in the end.

After all, as Poseidon just said, doing this would cost a lot, and the reason for all this could not be just that the God King said he was uneasy.

Fortunately, it was his son who was responsible for doing things, not himself. So he relaxed and continued to look at the image in front of him.

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Outside Aurora, everything was still going on.

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

Holding the artifact high, while imitating the main gods to make judgments, Triton did not forget to add a "special effect" to himself.

Under the control of the trident, the water flow floated up, forming a huge human figure behind him. From a distance, it seemed that the Titan god who controlled the ocean showed his true body in the world, overlooking the city on the plain.

Triton was very satisfied with this, which looked very oppressive. However, as time went by, he did not see those humans kneeling down to beg for mercy on the distant city wall.

Were they scared? Frowning, Triton stamped his feet, and under the back of the eight-headed sea serpent, he quickly approached Aurora City.

As he approached, the giant made of sea water behind him also moved forward. Soon, Triton's sight was no longer blocked by the city wall, and he saw the scene inside the city.

This time it was finally a lot more normal. He saw some people running around in the city, some kneeling down to beg for mercy, and some hiding in some temples - but Triton did not feel the slightest divine power in those temples, so he did not even look at them more.

However, in this comparison, the mortals on the top of the city who still did not change much seemed a little conspicuous. With his eyes narrowed, Triton observed carefully again to prevent accidents.

That's right, it was a group of humans, who looked a little stronger than other humans, but also very limited. As for the leader, he seemed to have some familiar aura of the sun god, but that did not prove anything.

There are many lives on earth that are accidentally infected with this power. It seems to be a cursed power. According to Poseidon's leisure time, the God King seems to have several extremely powerful similar substances in his hands, but no one can use it. There were gods who tried to control it by force, but the result was a lot of jokes in the God Court.

That is, the person who tried was a god, so he finally decisively terminated this fusion. If it was a mortal, or even a demigod, according to the Sea King, he might have been a madman.

"Who are you, why don't you worship the gods!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Triton leaned forward slightly while sitting on the throne condensed from seawater.

Behind him, the 'giant' also bent down. For a moment, it seemed as if the sky was pressing down, and the invisible pressure was pressing forward.

Some people on the city wall seemed to be finally afraid. They stepped back a few steps and lowered their heads, as if they dared not look at the gods again. Triton was very satisfied with this, but soon he noticed the human leader again.

He didn't seem to be affected at all. The two looked at each other for a moment, but facing that sharp gaze, Triton subconsciously avoided it, but then he glared back.

Now he is a god, how can he be frightened by a mortal.

"Are you here to destroy humanity?"

Before he could speak first, Triton heard the human ask this question from a long distance.

"Of course, isn't what I said obvious enough?"

"The king of the sea will destroy humanity, this is what you deserve."

Triton said without hesitation, thinking that this human was probably also affected by that substance, so that he lost his fear. But then, he heard the human's words again.

"Perhaps some people in the human race have deceived the gods, so it is only natural that you should punish them. But just because of a god of hindsight and his wife who have never been taken care of since the birth of mankind, Hades brought disasters and the sea king brought floods. Is this the justice of God?"

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"Oh, yes, this is the justice of God."

At first, Triton was stunned. He didn't expect that this human would actually talk to him about "justice". Is this a problem that gods and humans need to consider?

With a sneer, he was already a little impatient. Triton suddenly realized that under the gaze of the gods, there was no need for him to say more to a mortal.

So he communicated with the artifact, and tens of millions of tons of seawater surged.

"God's justice is that if I ask you to pray, you should pray; if I ask you to kneel, you should kneel. God created you, so you should obey God's words. Of course, God can also destroy you, and there is no need for a reason."

"Just like now."

Waving his hand to press down, the sea giant behind Triton also pressed down. This is not a powerful creation, but just a simple flow of water. For the gods, this is probably a big joke, but for the walls of mortals, it is an unbearable weight.

Triton was very curious. When the wall where this mortal stood collapsed and fell into the sea to struggle for survival, could he still question himself so calmly.

"Just like now, mortals, you are just a group of ants. Destroying you - what does it have to do with you!"

After saying the last sentence, Triton couldn't help but be surprised by his sudden inspiration. If it weren't for the existence of faith, for God, mortals are indeed beings that he would not even bother to look at even if they were crushed to death. He felt that his summary was really on point.

Then the next moment, there was a loud bang, and the huge sea giant exploded. A bronze spear wrapped in golden light flashed in front of him, and Triton subconsciously dodged, but he still couldn't avoid it.

"Ah——"

First he was stunned, followed by a sharp pain in his shoulder. In the cry of pain, almost instinctively, Triton blocked the trident in front of him.

"Dang——"

"Ka——"

The sound of metal collision and breaking sounded one after another. Triton covered his shoulder and looked at a broken bronze sword in horror.

When an ordinary object collides with a divine weapon, it naturally breaks into two sections, but his right hand, which was somewhat numb from the shock, told Triton that if he hadn't paid attention just now, this sword might have pierced his chest.

At this moment, the fear of surviving a near-death experience surged in his heart, and he held the trident as if holding the guarantee of his own life. The divine weapon seemed to have sensed the danger facing the descendants of its master, and a blue halo enveloped him.

Through the halo, Triton realized what had just happened. The spear in the human's hand and the dagger on his waist had disappeared, and now he was taking another sword from the hand of the person next to him.

"——Who are you, which god are you descended from, do you know what you are doing?"

Triton thought he had been very restrained, but the response that followed made him give up his reason after all.

Because the human just raised the sword, and the blazing golden flames surged on him.

Triton, the son of the Sea King, was so arrogant before, but now he talked to him after feeling pain, why?

"Golden humans never fear death."

"Let me see, God, are you afraid of death?"

So the next moment, in the unbelievable eyes of the humans in the city, in front of more than one god in the world who was paying attention to this place, Cohen swung the sword again.

The moves of this sword were ordinary, but the things contained in it were more brilliant than before.