Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed, and many gods secretly looked in the direction of Poseidon.

The gods still remember how the Poseidon confidently made the bet before, and the gods also followed suit. But looking at it now, he seems to be the one who lost the most.

Of course, most of the other gods did not win, after all, this result was really unexpected. But when no one guesses the result, of course whose result is closer to the truth will be considered the winner.

However, in front of the gods, Poseidon had no feeling of failure at all.

"Oh, yes, I lost, so what are you going to do, seize an island on the sea from me, or some other place?"

With a sneer, Poseidon took a sip from the wine glass and faced the other gods' expressions that were either enlightened, surprised, or as expected, and the depression in his heart also eased a little.

The reason why Nereus suggested that he make a bet with Zeus before coming was because he had this idea. It's good to win, but it doesn't matter if you lose. If you can't get the place closest to Olympus, then the offshore place is the most suitable for you.

There are no other Poseidons in the Divine Court. In the absence of competitors, Poseidon actually has nothing to lose.

From the main position, Zeus is not very disappointed with this result. For him, it would be justifiable to dispel Poseidon's thoughts about land. As long as the possibility of Poseidon landing on land is eliminated from the beginning, then the other party will probably be able to land on land later. Can't succeed.

After all, he still needed Poseidon to cause trouble for his adoptive parents, so seeing this, the God King just raised his hand and stopped the discussions of the gods.

"Okay, Poseidon, now that you have resigned, stay in your sea."

Poseidon responded with a cold snort, but Zeus just moved his mind, and a map of the southeast of Olympus and the ocean appeared in front of him.

On the map, the coastline is not an arc, but a protruding part. The entire eastern land of the continent is also divided by rivers and straits. There are even many huge islands offshore.

If Ryan were to evaluate it, it would be somewhat similar to the Greek Peninsula, but also very different. At least to the east of it, there is no wider land, which is why the Caucasus Mountains in the myth have disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the attention of the gods was attracted, Zeus said calmly:

"Now that everything is over, in the name of God King, I am here -"

"boom--"

A muffled sound directly interrupted Zeus's words. The door of the hall was violently pushed open. The gods heard the sound and looked around. Along with a flash of fire, Hestia's figure appeared in the hall.

It's just different from when she left. The Zaohuo Goddess's face was very solemn, and her breath was a little unstable.

"My respected sister, who dares to do something to you!"

At the first moment, Zeus stood up from his seat. He could clearly see that Hestia had just fought with someone and probably did not have the upper hand.

In the entire world of Chaos, there are not many beings who can defeat a powerful god who is good at fighting, and apart from their own people in Olympus, most of them are the former rulers of the world, the ancient Titan gods.

Could it be that the Oceanus couple had just left, and there was another Titan god in the starry sky who chose to go against Olympus?

"It's not what you think, Zeus. I met a completely strange existence. He suddenly appeared on the ruins of human cities and then stole the souls of all humans."

Shaking her head slightly and seeing what Zeus was thinking, Hestia said seriously:

"His strength is unfathomable, and my intuition tells me that he is stronger than everyone here. That strange god calls himself the Lord of Hell, and he doesn't seem to have a good impression of Olympus. I'm afraid you need to do something early Planned."

"hell?"

After repeating this unfamiliar name and taking a deep breath, Zeus felt that the world was becoming more and more unstable. Obviously in his father's era, everything was so normal, and the world was just a fight among the Titan brothers. But now, ancient and unknown existences have jumped out one after another.

"Did he only take the soul?"

In the main hall, a god asked.

"Whether it is or not, we cannot allow human souls to be stolen by others - this will leave mortals with no sense of security at all."

Beside Zeus, Hera reminded.

"Yes, although he only took away the soul, it doesn't look like he is satisfied."

Hestia nodded in approval.

"If you don't want your future followers to live in fear of other gods all day long, I think you should do something."

Hestia's words went straight to the essence. Maybe the gods didn't care much about the ownership of mortal souls, but the mortals themselves certainly did. As the saying goes, "Don't worry about scarcity but worry about inequality, don't worry about poverty but worry about insecurity." Once human beings know that their souls will fall into the hands of an unknown existence after death, it is easy to know what they will think.

In the final analysis, faith cannot be forced. No matter how much you say you believe in the gods, it will not change your subconscious fear and awe of the unknown.

".I understand, Hestia, I will handle this matter. But new humans have not been born yet, so we will talk about it later."

After a moment of silence and then calming down, Zeus seemed to have made up his mind. Seeing this, the gods were relieved and focused on the matter at hand.

Only the God King himself knows that he has no chance of success. Zeus still believes in his sister's judgment. Since Hestia said that the other party is stronger than every god present, he is probably no exception.

Zeus didn't know whether Hestia had calculated his most proud weapon, but in his heart, he still made a decision secretly.

Before, before the gods created Pandora, he had a vague feeling. Later, as time went by, this feeling became stronger and stronger, but he gave up looking for the source.

Because along with this intuition, there was also a warning from the God King's authority to him in the dark.

In the past, Zeus had been immersed in the joy of discovering the mystery of faith. He thought that time was on his side, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

There are too many unknowns in this world, and the Olympian gods were born too late. The so-called "hell" is not the first place beyond his cognition, but it will never be the last.

So now, the God King has to take some risks. If the known path cannot succeed, the best way is to actively introduce new variables, rather than watching one accident after another happen.

‘But I will succeed just like I once defeated my father. ’

Looking at the gods in front of him, Zeus couldn't help but recall that afternoon.

That was the first and only time he defeated his father. He sent the wine containing the magic potion to Kronos. Although the gap between their strengths was like heaven and earth at that time, he still succeeded because fate was on his side.

And now, the same is true. After all, whether there is a destined next God King or not, it will never be today.

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No one can predict all the changes in the world, especially this world that has been changed a lot, so when the God King had such an idea, no one else noticed the subtle changes in fate.

Originally, everything was brought forward, including the birth of mankind and the discovery of faith, so that the gods who should have been born had not yet been born, and the God Court that should have been powerful seemed to have no sense of existence, but now, Zeus finally realized that he had to change with it.

But these are all things in the future. At this moment, the world is quiet.

The sea water gradually receded, taking away the soil and rocks on the ground. The vegetation had long been washed away, and even many of the original hills disappeared. If this flood was not essentially summoned by theocracy, I am afraid that these lands soaked in sea water would no longer be suitable for plant growth.

However, when the gods realized this situation, Demeter, under the signal of Zeus, accelerated the growth of plants on the ground, so that a few sprouts had grown out of the ground just after the flood receded.

At the same time, on the original Aurora Plain, a certain force dissipated. After a while, Cohen opened his eyes in a collapsed pile of stones.

"This is. Hiss——"

As soon as he moved his fingers, a severe pain came from all over his body, making him take a breath. Triton's estimate was actually correct. Facing Poseidon's angry blow at all costs, Cohen would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Although he has avoided death now, his injuries are still very serious.

Even if he had come this far on his own, Cohen's power was actually much stronger than many natural demigods with divinity, but what really made the gap between gods and non-gods like a natural chasm was divine power and authority, which was exactly what Cohen did not have.

". Where are the people? Is it over?"

After a while, Cohen struggled to stand up. He looked around and saw that there was nothing around him.

At this moment, Aurora was no longer a plain. Perhaps because it was the last place to be invaded by the flood, it turned into a plateau rarely seen in the eastern continent after the flood. There were still traces of sea water on the broken buildings, but there were no traces of people.

"Are they all dead? I'm the only one left again."

After a long time, Cohen sat on a collapsed stone pillar. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but think of his past.

Once, he personally said goodbye to the golden human, and now, he witnessed the destruction of the bronze human. The difference is that this time the human died because of the gods, and what remained unchanged was his inability to do anything as always.

"God."

Step——

"Hmm?"

His expression moved slightly, and suddenly, Cohen seemed to hear a sound of footsteps. He looked in that direction with some surprise.

He was eager to find traces of his kind, and as expected, at the end of his sight, there was a human who survived like him walking towards this side.

But unlike his own disheveled appearance with torn clothes, the newcomer looked very old, but he didn't look like he had experienced a disaster at all.

Standing up with difficulty, Cohen called out from a distance.

"This way——"

As if he heard Cohen's call, the old man noticed his presence. As if he saw his physical inconvenience, the other party indicated that Cohen didn't need to come over, but just waited for him to come.

"Hello, Your Highness, I am Huma. I used to be responsible for guarding knowledge, but now it seems that there is probably no knowledge to guard."

Walking closer, Cohen finally saw the other person's appearance clearly. Holding a huge stone slab in his hand, his body was already filled with death, but the old man seemed to be in good spirits and introduced himself to him with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Cohen. It's great to see other people alive after the disaster. How did you escape this disaster? Did anyone else survive?"

After a brief introduction, Cohen couldn't wait to ask the old man.

"Indeed, some people survived. After waking up, they all gathered at the place where the holy fire was."

Quietly explaining, the old man pointed in the direction of the altar, and then continued:

"As for the way to escape this disaster, they are all recorded on this stone tablet."

"Slate?"

Hearing the old man's words, Cohen finally noticed the stone tablet in the other's hand that seemed to be a little unusual.

There seemed to be something carved and written on it, but due to the angle, he couldn't see it clearly.

"Yes, fortunately, I was able to record the whole story on it."

Hu Ma nodded, and then suddenly raised the stone tablet in his hand.

"Your Highness Cohen, can I trouble you with something?"

"Of course, but I'm not a 'Your Highness'."

He agreed immediately. He was happy to help others within his ability, but as he said, although he was once a king, the king at that time was more like responsibilities and obligations, not a high position.

However, Huma just smiled at Cohen's denial.

"That's great. Please help me send it to where it should go, to the temple where Zeus, the king of gods, was once worshipped."

"I should have waited for death in there, but I couldn't help but walk out in the end. Compared to being buried there, maybe outside is more suitable for me."

The old man actually knew that if he died there, his body might not decay for a thousand years, and his soul could live there for a long time, but there was no meaning in simply living.

In comparison, he wanted to face death calmly like his predecessors, and even took the initiative to ask to start a new life.

Opposite the old man, Cohen was silent for a while. After a while of contact, he also saw that Huma was about to die, but he couldn't bear to say it directly, but the other party had known about it for a long time, and was not afraid of it.

"You remind me of a friend, his name is Hewa."

After hesitating for a while, Cohen finally said.

"Really?" His eyes brightened, and Huma smiled and said, "If it's true, it's really my honor."

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Taking the stone slab, Cohen said goodbye to the old man. He wanted to send him off, but Huma refused him.

The old man said that he still had one day to live and would not die so soon. Although Cohen didn't understand the reason for the old man's confidence, he still respected his choice.

Walking on the broken stones, Cohen walked to a higher place. Although the layout of the city can no longer be seen today, there are two places that have not been affected at all. One is the temple of the God King, and the other is the endless holy fire.

Therefore, the original core of the city also appears to be more prominent. After the flood, the southeast of the continent, which seemed to be high in the west and low in the east, could be called a hill.

However, this small change in the terrain was not taken seriously. As the burning feeling from the soul became more and more obvious, Cohen was relieved to find many footprints.

It seemed that as the old man said, there were still many bronze humans who survived, which made Cohen speed up his pace. He wanted to go there and see if his new friend Evans was there.

".Introduction."

".His"

"Hmm?"

Some voices came from a distance, vaguely where the altar was. Because of the injuries on his body, Cohen's senses were not as sensitive as before. He just vaguely heard that someone in front seemed to be talking loudly, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

There were still many people there, and they were gathering together. I guessed in my heart, what would the survivors say at this stage after the disaster?

Perhaps some dissatisfaction with God, or confusion about the future. But now Cohen has gradually understood that perhaps the gods are not broad-minded, and no one knows whether they will respond to this.

Limited by the injuries on his body, although he has tried his best to speed up, Cohen still took a while to get close. When he approached the altar where the holy fire was enshrined, he finally heard what was being said.

And to his surprise, the person who was speaking was neither encouraging human confidence nor denouncing the cruelty of the gods, but was "preaching".

He was spreading the faith of another god.

"Everyone, I think after the previous deeds, you should have no doubts about what I said."

Standing on the temporary high platform, facing the gaze of everyone, Nuo's heart was extremely calm.

"The gods on Mount Olympus are not trustworthy. They regard mortals as ants and like to bring down disasters that destroy the world. Only He is different."

The moment before the disaster came, Nuo swore to himself: If that god really protected the humans who prayed to him as he said, then he would spend the rest of his life spreading His reputation. Now that the flood has receded, it is time for him to fulfill his promise.

"He does not care whether his name is spread, so he did not leave his honorific title; he does not care whether humans are grateful for his kindness, so he did not ask for any reward. But everyone, humans should be grateful, be able to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and know right and wrong. If God does not care, can we not care?"

"Of course not!"

With a solemn expression, as a kind-hearted person, Nuo was not only fulfilling his promise, but he also really felt that he was helping others. Believing in such a great god, who even controls the afterlife, is good for everyone no matter how you think about it.

So when Cohen walked in here, he just heard him say loudly:

"I will establish a 'church' that believes in Him here today and spread His holy name among the people. In this way, when I die, I can face Him calmly, because I know that is the kingdom of my Lord, and I will be there to tell Him about my merits and deeds in my lifetime."