Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Ten breaths ago.

In the air outside Aurora City, the battle was still going on.

Standing far away from Cohen, Triton finally relaxed after being nervous for a while. Judging from the situation in the distance, this special human was entangled.

"Prometheus, it must be him! This old guy probably knows that without his protection, humans will not end well, so he deliberately left such a back-up!"

With hatred in his heart, Triton directly locked onto the God of Foresight who was being tortured under the East China Sea. As for this human relying on his own power, how is it possible?

As the son of the noble sea god, he couldn't do it, how could a mortal do it?

"Wait, you old guy from the old times, you undisciplined Titan, I will have a 'good chat' with you after I have dealt with your creation!"

Trinton showed a malicious smile and decided that after finishing today's affairs, he must go to Prometheus who was trapped on the seabed to tell him how he destroyed humans, how they begged for mercy from him, and then were ruthlessly rejected.

I think the god of foresight will be very happy to hear the news of his creation and feel the joy of killing them.

The corner of his mouth curled up, but the next moment, the trident in Triton's hand trembled suddenly. Under the instinctive reminder of the artifact, he saw the figure that approached in an instant for the third time.

Buzz——

The first time was the first sight, the second time was mistaken for a demigod, and the third time was that Triton did not expect that in just a few minutes, Cohen took another half step beyond the original limit.

But this time he finally reacted. Facing the golden light, Triton sneered, blocked the trident in front of him again, and then his body began to turn into water.

As long as I run fast enough, what can you do to me?

Clang——

The metals intersected, and the second bronze sword also died like its predecessor. The huge force transmitted made Triton's palm numb, but his instinctive talent was faster than this. Turning into flowing water, Triton was about to repeat the old trick, but when he wanted to leave, he suddenly felt that he was "held".

He could leave, but the artifact that was originally held in his hand was also held by another hand.

The opponent's goal was not him at all. Without the power of crushing more than one level, it would be difficult for anyone to kill the son of the sea god in the ocean, but he was not without flaws, and the artifact was like this.

"Sure enough, you didn't rely on your own strength to stir up the flood. All this came from this trident."

Holding the front end of the artifact, a trace of blood flowed from Cohen's fingertips. Holding a divine weapon that does not belong to him is not an easy thing, but he seems to be unaware of it.

"Now, stop this disaster."

With a fierce pull, the [Trident of Poseidon] was pulled out of the water. At this moment, Cohen seemed to feel a huge body of water beyond his understanding. In the past, he had never seen the "sea", but now, he knew.

This is the so-called authority of God.

"Wait, do you know what you are doing!"

Panic surged on his face. Triton did not expect that Cohen's target this time was not him. Yes, this is not his divine weapon after all, so even if the trident can also merge with the sea water and escape freely around, it is still half a beat slower.

It is this little bit of slowness that has become Triton's flaw.

"Stop!"

Without paying attention to Triton's words, Cohen said in a deep voice. Following this feeling of being almost omnipotent in the field of the "sea", he issued the first order to the surging sea water on the earth, and they really responded to the will of the human king.

The sea water stopped flowing and the waves calmed down. Looking at all this, Cohen raised the artifacts in Triton's horrified eyes. He wanted to let them go back to where they should go.

However, this action finally made Poseidon, who was already furious, unable to sit still.

If a human really took back the flood, even if he destroyed humans himself later, his name Poseidon would become a laughing stock among humans and gods.

After that, no matter who it was, when talking about the sea god, I'm afraid they would remember His Majesty the Sea King who had the artifact taken away by humans.

So the next moment, following the mysterious connection, the trident that Cohen had just held in his hand trembled violently, and then the divine light shone. The powerful force instantly shook Cohen's hand away, and then it floated in the air.

His face changed, and Cohen took a step forward, just about to hold the artifact again. But as if he noticed the behavior of this usurper, a phantom instantly appeared beside the trident.

"That's it, golden human, go back to where you belong, just like your kind--"

"You are--"

"You don't deserve to call me by my name, mortal. The dead of the old times should not stay in the place of the living!"

The trident was raised, and then swept fiercely. It was completely different from in Triton's hands. Under the urging of divine power, this artifact finally showed its due power.

Bang--

With a muffled sound, the trident hit the chest. Cohen, who had just been killing people, spit out a mouthful of blood under this force. His body crossed the sky and crashed directly into the city wall. At the same time, the voice of the Sea King echoed in this world.

"Triton, your mission is to destroy mankind, not to waste time with this dead remnant of the old era!"

"My father--"

"Now, flood this city, and as for other obstacles, leave them for later!"

Hearing Poseidon's rebuke, Triton panicked at first, but then laughed again.

No matter how good you are at fighting, your backer has been imprisoned in the sea, and mine is still on Mount Olympus overlooking the world!

"Yes, Father."

Holding the lost and recovered [Trident of Poseidon], Triton did not look at the wall that was hit by Cohen. The powerful main god ignored the laws of the world and took action himself. Even if he did not use his full strength, he would not be spared.

"It seems that your leader is not good enough, mortals."

"The game is over, now it's my turn!"

The artifact waved down, and the long-awaited sea water finally rolled in, even outside the plains where humans live, there are more places flooded by sea water.

Over the plains, over the valleys, climbing the mountains, the sea beasts and the original beasts on land fought everywhere on the earth. Until this moment, this "great flood" may have really begun.

"Hmm? How come there are two more Prometheus's back-up plans?"

The flood broke through the city wall, and the water level continued to rise. When Triton put aside his playful thoughts, he easily did this, which was not a difficult task.

But in the city of Aurora, Triton suddenly found that, just like Cohen who was not quite right before, there were two strange humans standing on the water, completely different from their wailing counterparts.

"Heh, whether it is or not, it's the same."

With a disdainful smile, feeling the remaining divine power in the artifact in his hand, Triton made a throwing gesture.

There is still one more blow, enough to deal with them. And to prevent accidents, this time, he will not even get close.

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The flood poured down, and all spirits were silent.

The waves that covered the sky and the sun rose, and then fell with a loud bang, engulfing the entire city of Aurora. The countless low wooden houses and the many bronze humans who were hiding were instantly drawn into the endless whirlpool of seawater. The screams and sounds of fear rose and fell, and disappeared in the roaring billions of tons of seawater in an instant.

Compared with nature, mortals are still too weak.

Broken, floating wood, woven linen and straw frames, and some people who survived the water and screamed and wailed tried their best to struggle in the chaotic and turbulent tide, but were soon dragged into the water by the undercurrent and never lived again.

Wherever the flood passed, everything was destroyed like a dead tree or rotten wood.

However, there were exceptions. Everything had no power to resist the seawater and was destroyed in an instant, but some special buildings were still intact, standing firmly in this raging water.

Those were the major temples in Aurora City. The flood surged, but the main body of the temple was still intact. This was not because there was any power protecting the temple, but because they were different.

Decades of continuous "sanctification" are not without effect. Even if the divinity in the statue has been extracted, the contaminated material has long become extraordinary. Although it is not invulnerable to water and fire, it is enough to survive the flood for a while.

However, the temple is fine, which does not mean that the people inside are safe. In a temple dedicated to Hestia, seawater seeps into it through the cracks. Ka Wei, who is soaked all over, hugs a thick pillar tremblingly.

The water level is getting higher and higher. Half floating in the water, the original high top of the temple is not far away from him, and the water is still rising at a very fast speed. Maybe it won't be long before he will be buried here.

"Fake... It's all fake. Staying in the temple is useless. The method that inexplicable guy said doesn't work. I clearly prayed to the spirit world, but why did the water still come in!"

"They are all liars, what gods, they all deserve to die!!"

Ka Wei heard the angry and fearful voices of his companions. Facing death, it seems that the awe of the gods has disappeared. Without turning his head, he could guess that his companions' faces must be hideous and horrible at this moment.

But he couldn't care about his companions now, because he couldn't save himself.

"Save me."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Ka Wei looked in the direction of the voice. Through the skylight that was originally opened at the top of the temple, but now not far away from him, he could see a familiar hand stretched out in the water not far from the temple, as if trying to grab something, and then it was submerged in the water and there was no sound.

The water speed was so fast that the man just barely called for help and then sank to the bottom of the water.

However, no matter how fast the water speed was, Ka Wei still recognized the owner of the hands.

"Katu."

After a moment of stunnedness, he stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something, and then put it down powerlessly. He thought he would be sad and cry, but in fact, he couldn't cry, and he didn't have any similar feelings.

Because Ka Wei knew that his friend just went ahead, and soon it would be his turn.

"Is this the punishment? Yes, Creator, Goddess, I am guilty."

At the last moment of his life, his companions were still cursing, but Ka Wei did not become hysterical or collapse in despair. He just quickly recalled his decades of life, and suddenly felt that everything today seemed to have been foreshadowed.

Unlike other priests, as a worshiper of the Kitchen Goddess, Takawei is actually one of the few humans who knows that he is deceiving the gods, but still maintains faith in the gods. Whenever he feels the eyes of the gods during sacrifices, he can always feel the peace from his heart. If he could make a decision, he actually didn't want to deceive the goddess for a sacrifice, but this was a common choice for humans, and he could only accept it.

Since the gods gave up on human beings, it has been a long time since he felt that familiar gaze, and he has not felt at ease for a long time.

"This is the punishment I deserve."

"At least, it's mine."

Letting go of his hand, Ka Wei allowed the current to take him away under the incomprehensible eyes of the people around him. When the rapids pulled him under the water, he closed his eyes silently and prayed in his heart.

"May God forgive me."

Ka Wei sank in the water and gradually lost consciousness. However, at this moment, his state seemed to be frozen.

‘Death’ was erased from his body, and ‘life’ could no longer pass. Maintaining this state of neither life nor death, he sank to the bottom of the water and came to the center of the temple.

That was the place where he had worshiped the gods countless times.

······

“Finally, I’ve traveled everywhere.”

After wiping his sweat, Nuo still felt that time passed a little slowly today, but now he put aside these doubts.

Along the way, I met one person after another. A few of them believed in him, but most of them didn't, and Nuo listened to every question they raised.

He has also wavered. After all, deception is not impossible among bronze humans, but even if there is only a glimmer of hope, if more people can survive, he is still willing to give it a try.

Now, what he had to do was over, and in the sky, huge waves more than a hundred meters high were crashing towards here.

Now, it's time for him to use his own life to verify whether everything he has done has any meaning.

"Born by God and dead by God. I really hope that future human beings will not come from the hands of God."

"Maybe it's good for humans to live their own lives?"

With a wry smile, he stood on the deserted street, facing the direction of the flood. With nowhere to hide and no intention of escaping, Nuo knelt on the ground and murmured softly.

"God, if you are really here, please listen to me:"

"I pray to you devoutly and praise your miracles devoutly."

"If every human being who prays to you can survive today, I am willing to spend the rest of my life spreading your honorable name throughout the world."

“Your will be done on earth, as it is in your kingdom.”

Prayers sounded in the deserted streets, but the waves would not stop. The mortal body seemed insignificant in front of it. When the huge waves hit it, everything disappeared. Only the broken remains of the building were left floating on the water, proving everything that had ever existed.

This is already the center of Aurora. When this area is also swallowed up by the flood, there will no longer be an inch of land visible on the Great Plains.

There is no land, only waves and turbulence. Looking around, there is only a vast ocean world amidst lightning, thunder, and torrential rain, and there is nothing else.

Only at the end of the line of sight, there is still a slight bulge. Those are the tops of mountains, but predictably they will not be spared as the water continues to rise.

"Looks like my mission is over."

Following Ryan, looking at the vast water world, Huma put down the carving knife. In front of him, the fourth picture has been completed, which is the scene of the flood destroying the world.

However, there are dots of light in the flood. They are dotted in the crisis of world destruction, and their light is particularly conspicuous.

"not yet."

Shaking his head slightly, Ryan's expression remained the same as he stepped on the waves as if it were flat ground.

Under the sea, a certain ritual that had been carved for a long time had lit up and started to move slowly. In theory, such a large and sophisticated ceremony can be easily interrupted, but with this endless sea water, no one knows anything.

Of course, none of this can be hidden from Ryan's eyes.

"If we say the destruction of the Bronze Humans, it is indeed over, but compared to what is left today, it has just begun."

"Use your stone carvings to record them. This is my promise to you."

Click——

There was a thunder and lightning illuminated the dim world. The old man noticed that on the sea in the distance, the son of Poseidon who dominated everything seemed to be looking at them.

He took a half step forward, then stepped back, and then raised the steel fork in his hand.

"Your Mightiness--"

Raising his hand slightly, he stopped the old man's words. Ryan knew what he wanted to say, but he just glanced at it, and then lightly warned:

"You have completed your task, Triton. This is what the gods asked you to do, so everything belongs to the gods. Now put it down and return to Olympus, return to your father God. This It’s your best choice right now.”

The rituals under the water have begun to operate, and a kind of 'channel' is being opened. The souls of all life on the entire plain are imprisoned in the human world and are still wandering in the mortal world.

Although Ryan is not in the spirit world, he can also 'see' that this large-scale death of creatures but no signs of souls entering reincarnation finally attracted the attention of the three goddesses, and they have begun to explore the source of this sign.

So now, he wants to wait for things to develop. As for Triton, to Ryan, he is no different from the bronze human who died just now.

As long as he retreats now, Ryan will not do anything.

But obviously, he thinks so, but Triton does not.

"I will report to the Father God, mortal, but that is after dealing with the last two."

Faced with Ryan's "admonition", Triton just sneered. If it was at the beginning, he didn't have to kill everyone, especially the two people in front of him might also be related to Prometheus. He could actually give the God of Foresight a face and leave a few fish that slipped through the net, but now it's different.

He knew the restrictions of the world on gods, so Poseidon must have paid a price for his previous attack. In order to reduce the anger of the Father God later, Triton had to make the remaining part as perfect as possible.

"Your companion has been killed by my Father God first, now, it's your turn!"

The body leaned back, then threw it hard, and the trident came out. The remaining divine power faintly locked the target, and Triton believed that mortals could not avoid this lock.

"If you want to blame someone, just blame your bad luck."

"Prometheus is gone. With such power, why don't you just live well? Why do you have to jump out and fight me?"

With a cold snort, Triton was also in a bad mood as he looked at the trident that cut through the air.

In any case, today's work was not done perfectly. He had to think carefully about how to calm his father's anger.