Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

The vial shattered, and the foam of the former Heavenly Father's blood fell into the well water, immediately stirring up a thousand waves.

Under the deep [Well of Reincarnation], the fate grafted together and the gradually gathering consciousness seem to have found something to attach to. They immediately rushed in the direction of the divine blood, merged with it, and transformed.

So under the two-color water surface, a huge cocoon of light slowly took shape. It greedily absorbs the surrounding energy and turns it into nutrients for growth, and the life breath inside becomes stronger and stronger.

At the same time, during the formation of the light cocoon, two streams of light came from nowhere, hovering around it. Their auras are connected with each other, transforming into each other, and have a tendency to blend into one - those are none other than the two barrels of the divine spear [Gangnir].

Once, Ryan split the barrel of this gun that absorbed the vitality of the roots of the World Tree into three parts. The middle section inherits the 'oath' part, while the two sides carry the power of 'sure success'.

He threw them into the [Well of Reincarnation] in the hope that they would be put to good use and become an artifact with extraordinary effects. But now they are obviously affected by the birth of the new god, attracted by it, and become its companions.

As time passed by, the light cocoon expanded more and more, and faintly, the sound of a heartbeat began to come from inside. At the same time, feeling the increasingly strong suction, Ryan poured all kinds of power into it without hesitation.

Not just pure energy but various memories and beliefs associated with specific emotions. With their injection, the breath of the light cocoon became more and more unique, and even the memory in the distance had been washed away, and the souls waiting for reincarnation were affected by it, causing a little commotion.

But soon those souls were easily suppressed by the guards guarding the surrounding area. Although these spiritual beings inspired by the three goddesses of reincarnation were slightly affected, they still maintained themselves under the protection of divine power and persisted in their due responsibilities.

"Let them retreat. This impact will become more and more severe. After a while, your divine power will not be able to protect them."

Seeing this situation, Ryan warned Ernie, and the latter immediately followed the order and left.

Regarding this special influence, Ryan is not unable to forcefully prevent it, but when it comes to the birth of a new god, it is better to let everything take its course.

Soon, the surrounding area of ​​[Well of Reincarnation] became empty. Standing on the wall of the well, Ryan continued to wait for the birth of the god. The two-color well water rotated faster and faster in the core, and even for a while, it formed a vortex, constantly swallowing everything around it.

Under the accumulation of energy, the light cocoon at the core not only did not become larger, but became smaller and smaller. At a certain moment, when the swallowing of foreign objects reached its peak, the vortex formed by the well water suddenly stopped for a moment, and then shattered, causing thousands of feet of waves.

With a crisp sound, the light cocoon shattered. Endless light poured out from it, illuminating every corner of the fourth spiritual world.

The Twins of Eros - Volos/Eros

The new god was born and his true name sounded, but as Ryan expected, it did not produce any vision that affected the world. Even the newly born gods are not powerful and appear to be extremely weak.

In the concept of the world, the original god is dead, and his natural authority has long been fragmented. Even if she was reborn, she was destined to be unable to take them back. In addition to a few remaining characteristics of the original god, which makes some of her powers almost impossible to be exempted by beings with less than great divine power, the new god is just a true god who does not even have medium divine power.

But at this moment, looking at the figure jumping out of the light cocoon, the corners of Ryan's mouth twitched slightly.

"What's going on? How come the little god of love in myth became two?"

Although the words were not spoken, Ryan still didn't understand the logic behind it when he looked at the gods in front of him, a man and a woman, roughly eleven or twelve years old, each carrying a 'pocket' small bow.

Maybe it's because of some problem between his manual grafting destiny and the original myth, maybe it's the characteristics of reincarnation, or maybe it's because there's something wrong with the blood foam that shaped their bodies - because of the one he took away The identity not only contains the image of Aphrodite, but also the goddess of revenge. After all, they were not born when Ryan went there.

It is true that gods can be born from the blood of Ouranos, but this is not random, but a certain opportunity or concept when the blood is spilled. The three goddesses of vengeance fit his hatred of his children and the earth mother, and Aphrodite was naturally related to his desires.

Even Ryan once doubted whether the blazing desire of the Heavenly Father was affected by the authority of the original gods scattered in the heaven and earth. The reason why the little God of Love in the original myth was conceived by the God of Beauty was another result of this influence. A manifestation.

It is through the influence of the original gods that the God of Beauty can be born from the divine blood of the Father. In turn, the descendants of the God of Beauty are also suspected to have become the containers of the original gods. The world rejects greatness, and Eros in the original myth has even shown his existence less often than other primitive gods. If it were not for the arrival of Ryan that caused him to die before he was born, then it is really possible that he would have chosen to descend incarnate in this way to avoid The limits of the world.

So in this case, the accident that occurred when the new god was born seems reasonable - but the problem that Ryan needs to face now is, since there are two gods, who should get back the concept of [Winter]? Which one is more suitable?

Watching the two new gods open their confused eyes, Ryan couldn't help but focus on the small pocket bows behind them.

The crossbow itself is very ordinary. Although it is a rare treasure for ordinary people, it does not have much effect on truly powerful gods. What really attracted him was the arrows that came with each bow.

One is a golden arrow and the other is a lead arrow. The two new gods each hold one. And from a higher perspective, conceptual power lingers on it.

This is the final manifestation of the power of the original gods, which makes them have some mysterious power. Ryan can feel that these two arrows cannot be used easily. They need to meet certain conditions to be used, but once they are shot, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Well... In this case, let the parties "choose" for themselves."

Make a decision silently. Since it is not easy for you to choose, let others choose. Now, Ryan plans to take these two new gods to know this world first.

Whether it is the past as the original gods or the present when they are reborn, they have undoubtedly never known this world. Before seeking their own rewards, it is better to understand the current situation of the world.

And as the lord of the spirit world, Ryan has a premonition. These two new gods are probably not quiet guys.

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In the human world, the palace of Eleusis.

It was late at night, and under the brilliant starry night, the palace was dotted with stars and lights. The weather was getting colder, and a thin layer of frost formed on the road, making the whole city particularly deserted.

In the residence of the previous king, the old woman transformed by Demeter was sitting at the table, flipping through the extremely rare volumes in the kingdom. These crystals of wisdom are undoubtedly of extraordinary value to the human kingdom, and the king obviously did not refuse Meyer's request.

Watching with the light, in fact, for the goddess, most of the contents recorded in the volume are actually incomprehensible, so those related to weaving and casting are often hurriedly skipped by her. Only when it comes to planting agriculture, she will show some arrogant smiles, and then draw on it with a pen.

Of course, Demeter actually doesn't understand agriculture - but as the god of growth of all things, she can reverse the process from the results.

Although she didn't know why it was right to do this or why it was wrong to do that, as long as she gently moved the power, the law would tell her how to make the plants grow better.

So she wrote them down, which was also the gift that the goddess intended to give to the human king as a reward for the other party's "taking her in". After all, strictly speaking, the king of Eleusis really impressed the goddess, so she was willing to give this reward and spread her beliefs by the way.

The goddess has stayed in this human country for a long time, because unlike Ryan and the three goddesses who are in charge of [Spring], [Summer] and [Autumn], although the concept of [Winter] is gathered because of Demeter, she herself has no idea about it.

So the goddess who turned into a mortal was waiting for the reaction of the gods, while still maintaining a flawed role, pretending to be an old woman who was stranded in a foreign land due to an accident and then came to the palace to make a living. But obviously, unlike Demeter's casualness, Chrysos, who vaguely sensed the identity of the visitor, did not dare to really treat her as an ordinary person.

This promising king did not disturb Demeter's interest. He just showed kindness and affinity, and then did what a monarch should do. He obeyed the goddess's wishes and arranged a servant for her - of course, he did not dare to really order this mysterious visitor, so the entire Eleusinian palace became busy in a place unknown to the goddess.

So Demeter suddenly found that her life was more smooth than ever before, and even if she did not consider the simplicity of material, this place without Zeus made her feel more at ease.

No matter big or small, as long as she expressed her opinions, she would soon be echoed by everyone and then completed quickly. As long as she frowned, there would be kind people who would ask her about her well-being, fearing that this "foreigner" did not feel the enthusiasm of the Kingdom of Eleusis. For a time, the goddess, who was aliased as Moir, felt particularly satisfied, and even if she was not worried about the existence of her daughter, she would not want to leave here.

In the process of living here, the goddess even had a strange and reasonable idea. No wonder Prometheus, who was so foresighted, liked to live with humans so much that he even committed such a great sin. This is completely understandable.

Because if a mortal maid is happier than a servant of God, then as the creator of bronze humans, I am afraid that Prometheus can experience a pleasure that even the king of gods may not be able to compare with.

So the days passed one by one, and Demeter naturally enjoyed the life of a "mortal maid". Until one night when she was having dinner, she saw the child in the arms of Queen Metaneira, and she remembered her daughter who was taken to the underworld again.

"King of Eleusis, maybe I can take care of your son."

"I also had a child, and I have a lot of experience in this."

After dinner, Demeter expressed her thoughts directly, just like every time in the past.

And as expected, Chrysos suppressed his inner surprise and agreed to her happily.

The king thought that his efforts would finally be rewarded. Although this was not what he wanted most, he could not control what response the existence of the suspected gods would make.

So Chrysos gave his infant son Demophon to the goddess. At this moment, he had even decided that his second son would be the future king of Eleusis.

"Thank you very much, Moir."

"Nothing, I like him too."

Taking the prince and looking at the baby's smiling face, Demeter felt that the lack in her heart was filled.

In order to protect her daughter from the poisoning of other gods, she and Persephone had always been apart, but now looking at Demophon in her arms, she felt that she had experienced another kind of happiness. Even for a moment, the goddess had an idea.

This is a boy - he will not suffer the same misfortune as them. He will not be noticed by the gods, and his original parents are just mortals.

Maybe Demophon can stay by her side for a long time, just like her own child. And the premise for doing all this is to give him eternal life.

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“Almost done…”

“Two brothers, one is a mortal king, and becomes a priest who worships me. The other is my adopted son, and will live forever with me. Such a gift should be enough to repay their hospitality to me.”

Thinking back, Demeter put down the scroll in her hand and looked at the sky outside. It was almost midnight, and she couldn't help but stand up and walk out of the house.

It is not difficult to make a mortal immortal. As long as she divides part of her divinity, the goddess can easily do it.

But if she wants Demophon to gain additional immortality, it will not be a simple matter.

The previous wars of gods made Demeter realize that it is not enough to just have life, just like those nymphs who serve the gods, many of them died unexpectedly in various changes.

Therefore, if she doesn't want to see her adopted son die in front of her one day in the future, the goddess must think of a way to make this human prince have a body that is as difficult to be hurt as the gods.

This was not an easy task, but fortunately Demeter was not only the goddess of fertility, she was also the sister of the god of fire and protection.

The goddess knew that Hestia would not refuse to borrow her power, and with the help of the goddess of the hearth, Demeter could give the child an indestructible divine body.

So, like every night in recent times, she left the room and took the baby prince back to her bed.

She put Demophon on the stove, put her right hand on his heart, and then chanted the hymn of the goddess of the hearth softly.

"Olympian immortal, Hestia!

Holy Hestia!

I will sing your praises loudly!

Majestic daughter of Kronos!

Holy goddess!

Fertile daughter of Rhea!

Guardian of the holy fire!

You are a glorious and pure flame!

You are the guardian of peace!

Oh!

Glorious goddess!

Please listen to my singing!

Please give me your power!

Please care for the child in front of me as you care for me!"

The low hum ended, and the flames in the furnace in front of Demeter instantly rose.

The nature of the flames was changed, and there was no need for the various rituals of mortals. The "prayer" of a god itself was a high-level sacrifice.

In the blazing sacrificial fire, a certain mysterious power was added to Demophon's body. Every time the flames burned an inch of his flesh and blood, a part of it was given the concept of [guardianship]. From then on, it would be difficult for the world's power to hurt him. This was a blessing from the guardian goddess.

However, this action is destined to be long and dangerous, because the flame contains the power of protection, but it does not mean that it is harmless.

The stronger the "protection" given, the greater the harm it will cause to the recipient, and even before the recipient gains power, he will be burned to ashes, but the goddess has thought of this long ago.

Every day, she smears the holy food containing her own power on the baby, and at night, she personally guides this growth power to fight against the flames. In this way, under the interweaving of the power of two powerful gods, the harm is avoided, and only the benefits are left.

With a smile on her face, Demeter looked at the child in the flames, and she was more and more satisfied. From now on, this is her child. And the offspring of the Lord of Fertility naturally deserves such glory.

"Don't worry... Soon, soon you will enjoy immortality and eternal life... This is the glory and honor you can get as me, as Demeter's adopted son."

"Your father and brother will eventually grow old, and you will live with me!"

The low voice echoed in the house, like a complicated spell. At this moment, the goddess was concentrating on guiding the power of the holy food.

Only perfection was worthy of her status... so this child must also be perfect.