"Okay...
shaking his head slightly, the old man said helplessly.
"No matter what you think or what you plan to do, the future Silver Moon City will not tolerate your existence... at least not in your generation and mine."
"Your colleagues... are too bold."
"And their actions have been seen by the monarch of Olympus. So some of you will be killed, and the rest will be expelled."
"Although from my point of view, I don't think all of you are guilty, but most people in this world don't know how to distinguish the truth."
"In order to prevent the Lord's glory in the world from being stained by stains that shouldn't exist, I will not stop her plan."
The bald wizard knew who the old man was talking about. She was the third archbishop of Silver Moon City and a woman with a bit of a tough personality.
Of course, he was not surprised by the old man's decision.
Although he disagreed with the other party's point of view as always.
"Stain... I don't think your Lord will care about this so-called stain. "
"It even seems to me that He doesn't care at all about the opinions of mortals, and thus discuss the right and wrong of this matter."
"But it doesn't matter, because I know what you will say."
"You will tell me that God can not care, but 'I' can't..."
Sighing again, the bald wizard thought for a while.
He took out a scroll and handed it to the old man beside him.
"What is this?"
The old man asked after taking the scroll.
"This is part of my research results - it does not involve the soul, but only the human mind and body. "
"Leave it here... maybe your temple guards will be of some interest in it. "
Without further explanation, the bald wizard flew up.
Since he was no longer welcome here, he would go to another place.
Standing in the air, he tried to sense Ares's position and the connection between the other party in the realm of rules and the millions of troops on the earth.
In his hand, a strange device emerged out of thin air.
It was a hollow metal sphere woven by fine threads, and in the middle of the sphere, there was a miniature continental model.
This was the [seismograph], a masterpiece created by the great wizard who went to meet the white-haired old woman.
The origin of witchcraft originated from the imitation of heaven and earth, rules, gods and nature.
And the source imitated by this powerful prop is Poseidon, the king of the sea.
There is no other reason, as one of the gods of the sea, he also He is the sea god who took the southern seas away from the hands of the ancient sea gods, and he left behind countless descendants of gods.
Poseidon's existence can be said to be one of the most familiar gods to the wizards of the White Tower, and the number of witchcraft and various powerful creations related to him is also the largest.
Although "more" does not mean "stronger", Poseidon's own authority is not weak... Especially in recent times, with the disappearance of the Sea King and the riots of the sea, the destruction that can be caused by things related to him has become stronger throughout the human world.
So in this case, the [Seismograph] naturally appeared here, becoming a tool for wizards to slaughter mortal soldiers, a butcher knife to stop them from moving forward...
"How sad. "
With his eyes as calm as water, without further comments, the bald wizard opened his perception.
His sensing ability, which was far stronger than any other great wizard, easily locked onto the army within a thousand miles, as well as the fluctuations of the [War] rules.
As a great wizard who studies the spiritual field, this is exactly what he is good at, and it is also one of the reasons why he replaced the inventor of the [Seismograph] and used it here.
Silently sensing, time passed slowly.
Until a certain moment, the existence of the God of War seemed to have completely left a certain limit distance, and the invisible blessing was instantly weakened by more than half.
Looking at this scene, the bald wizard slowly stretched out his palm and pressed the [Seismograph] ]. Invisibly
, some rules seemed to be shaken.
The strange objects infused with Poseidon's power pried open the power he left in the world... But at the same moment, the power that the Sea King once held was also being pried open by others.
The [Storm] in the sky... was triggered by the loss of the Sky Pillar, started by the strongest demigod in the world, and was fueled by many beings.
The [Tsunami] in the ocean... That was the common will of several major ocean gods. It pushed the tide of the sea and vented its anger endlessly.
And at this moment, the [Earthquake] on the human continent was triggered by the power of the [Seismograph] and began to truly show its power.
"...Earthquake is not its real name..."
"The Earth Shaker, Sea King Poseidon."
"Its essence is the vibration of all things, and the destruction brought about by the vibration. "
With no expression of either sadness or joy, the seismograph trembled slightly under the hands of the bald wizard, and the ground in the distance began to hum slightly.
At this moment, a 'resonance' against the weak began.
The earth is its medium, and vibration is the way of transmitting energy.
And it will eventually wipe out all creatures that cannot survive this 'resonance' in the form of the purest physical damage.
Buzz...
"Cough cough..."
With a low cough, the bald wizard covered his chest with his left hand just as the driving of the strange object began.
Somewhere in the dark, a certain force reacted on him... Although he was the driver of the seismograph, he was also affected by this vibration.
Even compared to the millions of humans in the distance, the shock he suffered was more condensed and purer.
"Cough cough... I didn't expect Poseidon's disappearance to have such an impact... But let it be. "
"If it's only to this extent, I'm afraid it can't do anything about my 'qi'. "
Taking a deep breath, the bald wizard stood up straight.
His research consists of two parts, the pure mind itself, and the combination of mind and life.
And 'Qi' is the name he gave to the latter, and it is also the last gift he gave to the old man.
...
"It's about to begin."
Thousands of miles away, in front of the direction Ares had been chasing.
Waiting here early, the real creator of the [seismograph] was ready to meet the white-haired old woman, and looked forward to seeing his masterpiece appear in the world.
Few people know that although he is the creator of this law-based wonder, he has never used the full power of this wonder himself.
The reason is that it hurts both the enemy and the self.
To the enemy, it is a weapon of mass destruction.
To oneself, although it no longer has that kind of range damage, its backlash, even if it is insignificant compared to the former, is enough to severely damage the body of a legendary warrior when concentrated on one person.
Especially now, its power has become stronger with the disappearance of Poseidon, and the backlash has naturally increased.
As a wonder that affects the law level, even as the creator himself, he cannot block the attack at the rule level.
There is no way, few wizards have strong physical strength.
Even if they can use some methods to reasonably strengthen it, considering the mutual influence between the mind and the body, they dare not do too much.
Therefore, from the day the [seismograph] was created, it was destined that only one person could use it.
That was the bald guy who had both the perception ability that surpassed the legendary wizard and the physical resistance that surpassed the legendary warrior.
Every time I thought of this, the figure under the black hood felt a little awkward.
Could it be that the guy's theory was really feasible, and that the power of the mind could better represent the soul itself than the mental power?
"Who knows... What a weird logic."
Shaking his head slightly, the great wizard found it difficult to judge. According to the bald man, when warriors train their bodies, they can also form life energy in their bodies, which is called blood and qi; therefore, when spellcasters meditate to strengthen their spirits, there should be corresponding spiritual energy in their souls, which he calls spiritual energy.
At the same time, compared with the external body, he believes that blood and qi are closer to life itself; just as compared with external spiritual power, he believes that spiritual energy is closer to life itself.
It sounds reasonable, but the great wizard knows that the bald man himself did not dare to try to condense the so-called "spiritual energy".
Because in his theory, the essence of the mind does not care about chaos and order, which is also a manifestation of the power of the spiritual essence.
It can exist in a chaotic form, and it can also exist in a regular form...so the guy was afraid.
After all, except for trying it personally, no one knows what will happen if the so-called "spiritual energy" is condensed. Maybe this pure spiritual power will directly distort one's own cognition.
Therefore, in order to prove his results, the bald man finally combined spiritual energy with his own blood and qi, so as not to let it exist alone in his soul.
In this way, a special thing was born, and a special path for warriors also took shape.
There was no need to fight or train the body. Warriors on this path only needed to meditate on themselves and make their hearts strong. The energy that combined blood and spiritual power would become stronger.
The bald wizard believed that warriors who achieved this in this way might have mental resistance that ordinary people could not imagine.
Even the pollution of evil creatures of the same level could not erode their tough hearts.
"'Ki'... What a strange name."
"And what's even stranger is that it can actually resist the backlash of the [seismograph]..."
He muttered to himself. At this moment, Ares' figure had appeared in his sight.
The long chase had made the God of War feel bored again, but the four Titan golems as big as mountains entangled him tightly, not giving him any chance to escape.
Irritable and angry.
Ares waved the bronze spear in his hand, feeling quite depressed that he had strength but nowhere to use it.
"Ant, die!"
Boom -
when the last short spear was thrown, it 'almost' hit the enemy again.
The God of War didn't want to fight anymore. He wanted to return to his army and suppress the enemy with his magnificent momentum.
After watching the sky angrily for a moment, Ares turned around and wanted to leave.
However, at this moment, a sudden vibration came from the depths of the earth.
Boom -
"Huh?"
"What happened?"
His face changed slightly, and from the roar of the earth, Ares sensed a familiar taste.
This seems to be... the power of Zeus' brother, Poseidon?
A little confused for a while, the God of War was a little confused.
Didn't the King of Gods announce the other party's fate? How could his power appear here?
But the doubt was only for a moment, because the next moment, with the arrival of another earthquake, in his perception of the priesthood, large areas of links began to disappear as if they were erased by something.
At first, there were a few, then dozens, and then hundreds...
Although he didn't have a deep impression, Ares remembered that the disappeared links should be some civilians or servants with weak physiques.
But despite this, when the third vibration came, he realized what had happened.
"You dare--!"
Ares retreated and tried to go in the direction he came from.
However, at some point, a black-robed figure blocked his way.
He didn't intend to delay for too long. With the cooperation of the Titan Golem, he only intended to delay the opponent for a moment...
"Stop, Your Highness the God of War."
The great wizard said lightly without any respect.
"Fate is really blind..."
"Can an existence like you become a god?"
For some reason, when the plan officially started, he always had a faint sense of crisis in his heart.
Fortunately, his mission was not much... Stop Ares for a while, and the rest had nothing to do with him.
...
At the same time, hundreds of miles outside the city of Condenia.
Right in front of the stall where the meat of the Hydra was once sold, in this long-silent border town.
Sitting on a stone chair that he picked up at random, Zeus quietly watched the battle in the distance.
He saw Ares being led away and watched the Titan Golem crawl out of the ground.
The God King spoke highly of this huge alchemical creation.
He felt that these wizards might still have some skills. After he conquered the world, he might let some of them work for him and do some things that were not convenient for gods or clergy to do.
Later, the earth shook, and the [seismograph] pulled Poseidon's scattered divine power.
Frowning and staring at the shaken laws, Zeus thought for a moment and finally relaxed.
Although he was not very clear about the principle, he still roughly saw the function of this thing from the perspective of the God King. It was
a very ingenious idea, but if Poseidon had not created so many strange marine life, there would be no [seismograph] today.
"The wizard... is indeed the best among mortals."
Zeus spoke in a low voice, silently watching the army of Ares coming and staining the plain with blood under the shaking of the earth.
It was not a virtual finger, but a real description.
Because the invisible "vibration" rose from the earth, but eventually led the mortal body to resonate with it.
From the most fragile brain to the five internal organs and six bowels, blood mixed with organs flowed out from the seven orifices, and then when the internal pressure reached a certain extreme.
With a loud bang of "bang--!", the armored soldiers were directly exploded into a bloody rain, staining the ground under their feet red.
There was no intention to stop it. In fact, Zeus didn't expect these troops to do anything.
Even if they attacked head-on, what would it matter if they took down this Condenia city?
There is still a second, a third... and even Silver Moon City behind.
Facing the mystery lock set by the goddess of the magic net herself, if he did not use power above the god level, even Zeus himself would not know how to break it.
"In the war between gods, mortals are just foils."
"They can show their abilities in the interlude, but they cannot decide the real victory or defeat."
"Ares... As your father and as your monarch, I have given you a chance."
"But unfortunately, you still failed to seize it."
His expression was calm. If he wanted, Zeus could have secretly reminded Ares before he was led away, but he did not do so, because up to this point, Ares no longer had a place in the world.
He only needed to stand up for the last shift and burst out his own power in fear... After all, they were both being used, so why not be guided by him instead of being guided by others.
Raising his hand slightly, Zeus activated the power of his own artifact.
And the next moment, Ares felt the sensation.
Well... That's right. In the previous meeting, the King of Gods not only gave Ares a task to spread the news, but also gave him his own [Thunder Arrow].
But then again, whether it was given by him or stolen by the other party, that's a matter of opinion.
Thousands of miles away, surrounded by four "metal hills".
His eyes were full of bloodshot, and his chest rose and fell violently.
At this point, even if he used his muscles to think about the problem, Ares could see clearly that he had been fooled by others again.
Of course, this was not the first time for the God of War.
I still remember that when he was fooled by humans at the beginning, Ares was irritable for a whole year.
But when it happened the second time, the third time, the fourth time..., he gradually became less angry, but this time was different.
Because this time, he also carried the death order of the God King.
Either succeed or die - although the gods will not die, Ares does not think that there is any difference between that and death.
Leaving the human world, leaving his servants, leaving Aphrodite, and being thrown into the abyss alone.
I don't know if Aphrodite will still think about him every day at that time?
"Ah--"
Roaring to the sky, Ares' fingers were embedded in the shell of the Titan Golem like divine iron.
Under the stimulation of strong emotions, he lifted the mountain-like golem and threw it hard at another golem.
Rumble -
like a meteor hitting the earth, countless dust swept across the four directions in an instant.
However, bathed in the dust, Ares despaired and found that, just like every time before, the Titan Golem did not suffer any fatal damage at all.
Even though his efforts during this period of time had consumed more than 30% of the Styx power flowing between the metals, and the defense power had also decreased, but it was still not something he could penetrate in a short period of time.
But during the time he was stopped, the army he brought with him in the distance had suffered countless casualties.
Ares certainly didn't care about the casualties of mortals, but he knew that the lives of these humans were now equal to his power, and his power was equal to the possibility of him completing Zeus's mission.
Before today, he had always thought that the mystery lock of Silver Moon City was his only obstacle. Even after hearing about the wizards' blood sacrifice of a city, he still felt vaguely inspired.
If he really couldn't break the mystery lock by his own strength, then he might try other methods. After all, there were wizards to take the blame for him.
But now, all this seemed to be far away from him.
He couldn't even get past the first level, let alone the city behind.
"No... I still have a chance..."
In the rolling dust, Ares reached into his arms.
The artifact [Thunder Arrow]... and it was a more powerful [Thunder Arrow] than before.
Although the God of War didn't know why a divine artifact made after birth would give him such a very obvious feeling of becoming stronger, but the fact was that.
If the [Thunder Arrow] gave Ares a feeling of sharpness and fear when attacking Achilles,
then now it made the God of War feel unattainable.
It was as if Zeus didn't use part of his divine duties to forge it, but used all of himself.
Even vaguely, Ares had another feeling - the current [Thunder] was no longer complete.
Because it has found its destined other half, another artifact that can complement it.
Although this premonition is more outrageous than the previous one, Ares vouched for it with the God of War's intuition about weapons. This is very likely not false.
Of course, whether this is true or not, it has nothing to do with him now...
"Huh... Huh..."
With muscles flexed and breathing heavily, the God of War was struggling in his heart.
Should he do it?
If he did, could he still maintain the power of his powerful divine power?
But if he didn't do it, was what Zeus said before just angry words, or an ultimatum to him?
His mind was in a mess, and the dust around him gradually fell.
Indistinctly, four tall metal giants once again surrounded him fearlessly.
At the same time, as if they were afraid that he would run away, a voice came from afar.
"Your Highness Ares, are you going to run away now?"
"The God of War who has been defeated a hundred times is worthy of his reputation."
The black robe fluttered in the wind. The great wizard looked at Ares standing on the ground. Although he knew that it was difficult to sheath the sword, he still said something he had wanted to say for a long time.
"A natural god...how did it fall on you?"
"But it doesn't matter. Come, I'll teach you a trick."
"Thousands of years later, when your child asks you about this past, you can tell him:"
"Child, although you may not have my blood flowing in your body, and although I don't know who your father is, it doesn't matter."
"Because under my teaching, although you cannot win, as long as you learn the lessons I have passed on to you, you will definitely avoid all the defeats in this world."
"..." "
Zheng--
In the sky, this time, the black-robed wizard did not receive any response.
Between heaven and earth, there was silence.
A moment later, above the dusty ground, he only saw a sudden rise of purple thunder.
...
The fourth level of the spirit world, the world of all spirits.
April is hanging in the sky, with thousands of souls swarming.
The two-color swirling "sea" circulates endlessly. With every breath, tens of millions of souls flow out of it, and countless souls merge into it.
The three goddesses who are in charge of [Spring], [Summer] and [Autumn] judge the deeds of all souls in their lifetime day and night here, and set the beginning of their afterlife.
However, for thousands of years, the entire world of all souls seems to be independent of the spiritual world system,
because since a long time ago, when it was still in the Bronze Age, it has cut off its connection with other levels.
Outsiders cannot enter, and those inside will not go out.
So quietly guarding here, Eros gently flapped the small wings behind her, and yawned secretly.
She and Volos have discussed that if necessary, the two of them will take turns guarding here, and the other will go out to play by themselves.
As for how to decide who stays and who goes out, they have their own solution.
That is to weaken their own power, create fake "golden arrows" and "lead arrows", and then go to a couple or an enemy to make a bet.
Bet on how many arrows can make a pair of lovers who once swore to each other go their separate ways, or make sworn enemies fall in love.
The winner leaves, the loser stays.
And obviously, Eros is the loser today.
"... Yawn..."
Covering her mouth, Eros shook her head, trying to make herself more sober.
Although their behavior sounds a bit excessive, as if the love and desire of mortals are just toys in their hands, Gemini does not feel that way.
Because for them, this behavior itself is not "good" or "evil".
They are just simply making a bet, and have never even gained any happiness from playing with love and hate.
Just like people don't feel guilty or happy because of eating and walking, they will not have any emotional changes for such ordinary things as breathing. Time passed slowly, the spirit moon waxed and waned.
At a certain moment, beside Eros who had already fallen asleep, the lavender moonlight flickered. With
her gorgeous skirt dragging on the ground, Lyanna stepped onto the land of the All-Spirit World.
Her brows slightly wrinkled, and then relaxed.
Without waking up Eros who was immersed in a beautiful dream, she looked at the white dragon wandering in the dream.
It was not until Ysera moved her eyes away with a guilty conscience that Lyanna took a step forward and appeared directly in the center of the All-Spirit World.
"…Lady Lyanna, why are you here?"
Subconsciously on guard, when she saw the visitor clearly, the goddess Eirene of Siqiu bowed slightly and informed her sisters that this was not an enemy.
"I need your help."
Lyanna spoke slowly, her eyes swept over Eirene and the two goddesses who arrived while she was talking.
The latter was slightly startled by what she heard, and they simply exchanged glances with each other.
Then the eldest sister among the three, Spring and the newly born Eunomia, nodded solemnly.
"...It is our honor, Your Highness."
"Please tell us what you need us to do?"
"It's very simple."
She nodded slightly, and then her white and tender fingers drew a crack in the void.
Through the crack in the space, Eunomia could vaguely see the scenery behind her.
Towering mountains, magnificent scenery that penetrated the clouds, and a holy place that all living beings could not reach.
To the surprise of the three sisters, that was not the place where a large number of human casualties had just occurred, nor was it the only country in the world that believed in the Lord, but another place that was exactly the opposite.
That was the hometown of the gods, the territory of the God King, Olympus.
"It's there... or to be more precise, it's the bedroom of the Queen Hera."
Lyanna spoke lightly without explaining the reason.
The three goddesses looked at each other again, and then nodded at the same time.
It didn't matter where to attack.
Since Lyanna was the spiritual guard designated by the Lord's will before leaving, they would do as the other party asked.
Attacking the God King's lair sounds terrible, but so what?
No matter how powerful Zeus is, he can't break into the spirit world.
With his mind set, the next moment, under the common will of the three goddesses, the Well of Samsara glowed slightly.
This ancient artifact that has never really faced an enemy since its birth seemed to be waking up from its slumber, and the symbol of "cycle" gathered here.
With a solemn expression, Lyanna looked at this scene and raised her hand, blessing the spiritual authority she could mobilize on this artifact of creation.
If it was before, when Hermeneus had not yet been destroyed, the spiritual world would not have given her extra power to mobilize; if she took it personally, then with Lyanna's current ability, she would not be able to mobilize the power of great divine power outside the spiritual world.
But the Well of Samsara is different... This is an artifact.
Lyanna does not need to mobilize the power of the great level, she only needs to give this artifact of creation endless support, and the other party will naturally show supreme divine power.
Her eyes turned and looked at the scenery on the other side of the space crack again.
Looking at the palace belonging to the Queen of Heaven, Lyanna finally instructed:
"Remember, you don't need to do anything to Hera, you just need to smash the palace."
"As for the rest... I will take care of it."
The voice was calm. At this moment, Lyanna couldn't help but think of the prayers of those believers on earth.
Well... not a bad saying.
Although it was fake, since it was for the glory of the Lord, she would just treat it as true.
With a slight smile, although she knew that Ryan would not care about her image in the eyes of mortals, Lyanna still didn't want to let the crimes committed by those wizards be contaminated on him.
Fortunately, the brains of those believers were still very good... silently made a promise in their hearts.
Lyanna decided that after those mortals died, she would give them extra rewards and let them live forever in the kingdom of the Lord in the form of holy spirits.
...
In the deserted market on earth.
Looking into the distance, Zeus watched the lightning streak across the sky, splitting a black-robed figure in two.
He saw a white-haired old woman trying to escape, but turned into ashes under the lightning that tore the sky and split the earth.
He saw that the guy who created those metal giants was also torn apart by the aftermath of thunder, and the remaining power crossed the sky and crashed into the Silver Moon City at the end of the earth.
Under the undisguised power of the powerful divine power, under the blessing of a powerful artifact that has reached the peak of high-level artifacts, even the Ocean God standing on the sea dare not say that he can be unscathed.
Of course, Zeus knew that this was not because Ares suddenly became proud, but because the artifact that he strengthened with the essence of the foreign gods became stronger.
Even if its other half is added, the current [Thunder Arrow] is probably qualified to compete for the position of Chaos's first offensive artifact - after all, looking at the whole world, there are not many artifacts that focus on killing power.
The Sun Sword is one, the Mother Goddess's scimitar is one, and there is also Themis's [Evil-Slaying Sword], Athena's [Spear of Walker], are there any others? Zeus has no impression.
But no matter what, such a strike is indeed quite effective, and has even successfully shaken the protection of the mystery lock.
With a slight movement of his mind, Zeus temporarily influenced the punishment of the rules of the world with the authority of the God King.
He did not want to "knowingly break the law", on the contrary, he wanted to make Ares "more guilty".
Since he had no intention of covering up, it could not be considered as violating the order he set.
"Go on, Ares."
"I blocked the rules of the world for you, and you still have two chances to strike, don't let me down."
He spoke lightly, letting the voice ring in the ears of the God of War, and the God King smiled with satisfaction.
That's it, garbage should stay in the trash can.
And before being thrown in, shine as much as possible, just as a way to atone for your previous stupidity...
"Huh?"
"Interesting, a believer of the Lord of the Spirit World?"
With a slight movement of his expression, Zeus turned around and looked at a corner of the market.
There, an old woman was slowly walking towards him.
"...How did you find me? Logically, it is impossible for mortals to detect my breath. Even few gods under the great power can do it."
Zeus asked politely, mobilizing his authority to allow the two to have enough time to talk.
"That's probably because you only focus on extraordinary means and forget that mortals have their own means."
The old woman spoke lightly, with a calm expression, as if she was not facing the King of Gods of Olympus.
When she came here today, she had no intention of going back alive.
After all, no matter what, as the last archbishop of the church, the glory of the Lord will protect her soul.
"Mortals' means...?"
Zeus never cared about the other party's unreasonableness, unless it really harmed his interests.
For example, his image in the eyes of other gods, and his status in the hearts of believers.
So since there are only him and the clergy of the ancient god here, the king of gods does not mind using her words to fill in the gaps.
After a brief recollection, Zeus's eyes swept across the market.
When he saw some broken lenses and reflective window edges, a ray of realization flashed in his eyes.
So that's it. Although this is a market belonging to the continental countries, Silver Moon City has never taken these places close to the border between the two sides lightly.
In these aspects, the wizards have done quite well.
It's just some confusing spells, some material rules based on non-supernatural powers, and the spies they arranged in advance can see the general actions here from dozens or hundreds of miles away.
Once a large number of people gather or leave, an alarm can be issued in advance.
And today is obviously the latter.
Everyone here had left, leaving him alone, and Zeus did not hide his appearance... Therefore, the shallow believers who wandered around the border and engaged in smuggling and crime did not recognize, or imagined that this was the God King of Olympus.
But as their enemy, Silver Moon City discovered his traces and finally came directly to the door.
"Good early warning, efficient mechanism." Zeus
praised earnestly, without hiding his praise.
"If all the gods under my command could have the same execution power as those wizards, even if they did it more wantonly, I would feel sincerely gratified."
"It's a pity that they don't have this ability."
"And you, have also gone astray."
Sighing slightly, Zeus looked at the old woman in front of him.
He knew that as the God King of Olympus, it was undoubtedly disrespectful and even contemptuous that the spirit world did not send at least one angel to communicate with him.
But the God King was not angry, because he liked this kind of disrespect.
Only when there are more such offenses and the more they violate the universal concept of all spirits in the world, when he finally decides to do something, his power can get stronger help.
"So, the clergy of the ancient gods."
"As the ruler of Olympus, the legitimate king of Chaos, the sky, the sea, and the earth, I have no intention of offending the authority of the ancient god of creation."
"As his sanctuary on earth, I should have guarded it like Delphi once did, and not allowed anyone to blaspheme his glory."
"However, there are always exceptions to everything, just like the respected Mother Earth lost her mind and tried to overthrow the sacred mountain that supports the sky and the earth. Not long ago, I discovered a taboo from Silver Moon City."
"The gods are indignant about this. Even if the ancient gods of heaven and earth awaken from their slumber, they will never tolerate such a great sin."
"But I didn't believe them easily, because as a king of gods, justice is my code... So I came here today to seek an answer from the ancient gods."
He spoke calmly. As Zeus spoke, a series of light and shadows flashed beside him, as if confirming what he said.
At the end of the light and shadow, the image split into two.
One of them was the father of the stars, who looked haggard and like a dead body.
The other was a ruin with corpses everywhere and headless corpses wandering around.
"Since the ancient god of creation is unwilling to come to see me, then you should answer my question."
"The wizards of Silver Moon City blasphemed the dignity of the gods, treated the gods of the Titan era as livestock, and sacrificed my daughter to the evil spirits outside the world. Is this true or false?"
"If it is false, please tell me the truth, and I will personally punish the sinner who slandered the ancient gods."
"And if it is true..."
The voice paused slightly, and the God King said lightly:
"Then I will still punish my own son, and punish Ares for the crime of using troops privately and stealing my artifacts."
"But at the same time, I will have to bring Silver Moon City under the supervision of the God Court, just like I did when I faced the crazy mother earth, to avoid similar blasphemy again."
It was reasonable and not aggressive.
Zeus was sure that at this moment, he was a saint standing on the moral high ground, and the most qualified king in the hearts of Chaos's spirits.
And silently waiting for the answer, just as he said just now.
To the God King, he didn't have to destroy Silvermoon City, as long as it accepted his "management" or "surveillance".
After all, the power of the kingship never lies in destruction, but in the gathering of obedience.
"Then, ruler of Olympus, have you finished your accusations?"
He spoke calmly, beyond Zeus's expectation.
Facing the questioning of the God King, the old woman, as a fanatic, did not seem to be angry.
She just drew the holy power in her body and created an illusion beside her, which seemed to be no different from the image beside Zeus.
"If you are done, then come and listen to mine."
With a sneer, although it was a pity that she could not destroy these false gods, the old woman also knew that she did not have the power.
Fortunately, this time the good old man was finally smart for once, and he was worthy of his position.
"As a believer of the Lord, I also want to ask you."
"Ruler of Olympus, why do you allow your queen to collude with the enemies of all living things in the world...even if she eventually suffers the consequences and causes her own daughter to be forced to leave the world?"
The phantom beside him flickered and finally stopped on an image from many years ago.
It was a cold stone platform, a hastily built ceremony hall, and a very familiar statue.
"This is..."
Zeus frowned slightly, looking at this scene, and he was a little confused for a while.
But the next moment, as if he remembered something, the face of the king of gods immediately became gloomy.
...
"This is a sacrifice."
On the nameless mountain, Clotho secretly picked up the "murder weapon" that fell to the ground.
With a critical attitude, the noble goddess of fate decided to use this hollow metal stick fiercely.
With its internal structure, things thousands of miles away seem to be right in front of you, and it is difficult for people to find them.
After all, she is a god who controls destiny. As long as she doesn't get too close, even the King of Gods won't be able to find her. "Human sacrifice, when did this happen? Why don't I have any impression of it..."
"Eh? Was this the childhood of the King of Athens?"
"Such an important person was almost sacrificed as a sacrifice, how could fate not react... Ah ah ah! It's the Outer God!"
The endless exclamations seemed to have seen something that shouldn't be seen when spying on fate.
Fortunately, as the agent of fate, Cloto's safety in some aspects is really high.
Hera's eyes almost exploded when she also "saw" the traces of the flesh and blood mother tree, but she just shouted for a while.
Obviously, since she didn't plan to do anything to the mother tree, the other party couldn't do anything to her, not to mention that it was just a thought that came from the past.
So Cloto pretended to rub his head and couldn't hold back his curiosity.
"That... Mr. Demon King who wants to save the world, is that big tree also your enemy?"
"... At least not a friend."
Ryan answered after thinking for a moment.
"Is that so... then do you know what this image is saying?" He
didn't know how to read lips, nor did he want to see the fate of the God King.
In some way, Clotho felt that it was a bit dangerous to spy on the fate of Zeus, especially after his incarnation went to the abyss.
Therefore, facing something she didn't know, the goddess of fate simply asked.
"It's not a big deal. In fact, strictly speaking, you still remember what I told you before, Athens also participated in this war, but it was not in the form of a direct war."
Ryan replied casually, and continued to watch the drama in the distance.
Three wizards were killed on the spot, two of them were probably dead, and the remaining one was unclear, after all, he was not the original body now.
In short, this story tells the world a truth, that is, don't be the one who attracts the most hatred, because until the last moment, you don't know what will happen if you push the other party into a corner.
"This is the 'weapon' of Athens. It's the story of how the current king of Athens was kidnapped by the 'Resurrection Sect' who actually believed in the Queen of Heaven when he was a child, and eventually sacrificed to the ancestor of evil, the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood."
"From this we can see that, just like the witchcraft of Silvermoon City did not start studying the gods today, the Queen of Heaven Hera did not start colluding with foreign gods recently." "
In addition, the wizards chose to hunt the goddess of youth Hebe. The imprisoned god before was the only son of the Titan god Crius who was exiled into the abyss by Zeus, and the god of stars Astraeus. Hera, who had been 'colluding' with the Mother Tree, tried to spy on the battlefield on the day the goddess of youth was robbed, but was eventually backfired...so a reasonable story was born."
"...What story?"
Clotho asked subconsciously, fascinated by what he heard.
"Probably as early as the Typhon Calamity, Hera had secretly contacted the former Great Wizard of the White Tower who was on the wanted list of Silvermoon City."
"The wizard imprisoned the remnants of the Titans for the Queen of Heaven, and made the son of Crius suffer the same punishment as his father."
"At the same time, Hera also contacted the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood with the help of Typhon's power at the same time. After investigation, it seems that the Resurrection Sect was born around that time, and its fundamental doctrine came from Hera's bathing in the spring water and returning to youth. " "
In the end, the wizard, Hera, and the Mother Tree colluded together. The former was responsible for doing some anti-human things, and the latter was responsible for taking the blame. Only the Queen of Heaven was shining brightly."
"All this lasted for thousands of years, until the Great Wizard of the White Tower wanted to go a step further and gain eternal life. After asking the Queen of Heaven for the Fountain of Youth to no avail, he simply said, "If you don't give it to me, I will take it myself."
"So the result of the matter is obvious. The Queen of Heaven was stabbed in the back by the wizard. The Outer Gods have always been only concerned with interests and don't care about the so-called cooperation before."
"The goddess of youth became a victim, and together with her millions of followers, she paid the price for her sinful mother goddess... and the Silver Moon City Church, which finally discovered all this, sent a divine soldier from the sky to end the evil disaster that broke out in the sphere of influence of the continental countries, demonstrating the image of the ancient god followers who put the overall situation first."
"The only thing that was a little imperfect was that they failed to rescue the goddess of youth from the clutches of the devil, although Olympus did not respond to this from beginning to end, and no god came to eliminate the evil around Nafplio."
Ryan paused here.
It must be said that he was quite sure of the imagination of those believers.
"The above is the whole story. How about it, does it sound reasonable?"
"If there was no human sacrifice at the beginning, perhaps the subsequent reasoning would still seem far-fetched."
"But with the experience of Andrea, the new king of Athens, everything is not so wrong."
"Good... so amazing..."
Clotho did not react at the first time, and could not help but praise the conspiracy of Queen Hera and the wizards' Jedi comeback.
But when she heard Ryan's words, she realized something belatedly.
"No, this is fake, isn't it? It's not true?"
"Well... Strictly speaking, these things are real, but how to understand them is up to the individual."
Ryan spoke slowly and asked meaningfully:
"Let's not talk about anything else. Athens did not invite Hera to kidnap their princess at the time, nor did it invite her to perform a human sacrifice."
"And no one invited them to involve an innocent passerby, especially when that passerby had just woken up from a long sleep."
"Passerby?"
Not knowing why, Clotho looked around in confusion.
And Ryan just smiled and didn't give her an answer.
Well, that's right. As an innocent passerby, he never held a grudge for what happened back then. After all,
even if it's just the humanity of a god, he should have some of the generosity of a god, right?
Isn't it just diverting the blame and trying to make him take the blame? It's all a small matter. Ryan will not return a bigger pot intact.
As for what happened today... It's probably just an accident.
After all, he didn't know what the believers of Silvermoon City thought. He just sent the evidence of the Olympian gods' crimes on the king's orders.
The goddess of fate testified for him. From beginning to end, he stayed with her and watched the drama quietly.
"Kloto."
"Hmm?"
"Nothing."
Ryan waved his hand gently. His behavior confused the goddess of fate, but he had no intention of explaining.
As for this goddess, just like her two sisters, Ryan did not intend to let them become part of the spirit world.
The spirit world may be involved in fate, but it will never be by winning over the goddess of fate.
As the peer of God in the human world, he will play his role.
Olympus, the king of mountains.
Nearly ten thousand years ago, before the end of the last era.
In order to avoid the disputes between the Titans and the new gods, and because he was tired of the battles between the gods,
the ancient mountain god Uriya sacrificed his ancient body, fell into eternal sleep, and turned into this mountain inserted into the nine layers of clouds.
From that day on, the two generations of god kings, one in the east and one in the west, stood on the top of the separate mountains and looked at each other.
On the earth, the gods belonging to both sides fought bloody battles .
Mountains and rivers were torn apart, and creatures fell like wheat.
But in contrast, Olympus was always spared.
It was as if Uriya's desire was fulfilled, and he finally avoided the bloody battles between these gods... until the arrival of this era.
Gaia, Typhon, Bloody Sun, Scorching Sun... one after another shook its mountain, and even the palace on the mountain was rebuilt several times.
Uriya was not able to escape these after all, even though he had died.
Fortunately, the god who gave up everything did not suffer any pain while sleeping in his own 'Dream of the Ancient Gods'.
On the contrary, he lived very comfortably in his dream.
There, he was the center of the world, the origin of all things, enjoying the calmness and tranquility forever, and using his existence to stabilize the thousands of dreams that were born and died.
It was for this reason that the white dragon secretly watched the conversation in the land of reincarnation through Eros's dream.
Lyanna knew this, but she had no intention of destroying Olympus. After all,
although this sacred mountain was Zeus's base camp, he might be the one who most hoped that this sacred mountain would be cut down by the spirit world.
Without this eastern pillar, Atlas was destined to be unable to complete the task of supporting the sky.
In the end, this responsibility would be imposed on the spirit world... and the king of gods could take the opportunity to attract more powerful forces and become his sharp edge against the spirit world in the future.
"But you won't get what you want... Maybe this sacred mountain will eventually collapse, but it won't collapse in my hands."
"And today, I just need to fulfill my responsibilities."
Whispering in her heart, Lyanna took a step forward, and her figure had already arrived on earth.
The surging divine power surrounded her body, but the law of order could not do anything to the true god who exercised authority on her behalf.
At the end of her sight, the sacred mountain was in sight.
And as she announced her arrival without any disguise, the gods on Olympus seemed to have noticed her existence.
But Lyanna didn't care, because today, the only one who could be her opponent was the incarnation of the God King left here.
A sneak attack?
No, and there was no point.
Because the reason why she took action personally was not to demolish a palace of the Queen of Heaven, or to cooperate with the believers in the mortal world.
From ancient times to the present, there are only people who offer their faith to the Lord, and there are no angels who serve the ideas of mortals.
A palace of Hera, it is enough to let the three gods in charge of spring, summer and autumn do it.
And the rest... she will solve it herself.
"Lady Lyanna?"
A beam of fire flew out from the mountain.
Not far from the Shadow of the Dark Moon, Hestia stopped and looked at this rare guest in surprise.
The most trusted subordinate of the Lord of the Spirit World, did she come for Ares's matter... Not knowing that Zeus was there at the moment, the Goddess of the Hearth showed a gentle smile.
In fact, she had wanted to meet Lyanna for a long time.
From Achilles's disturbance on the mountain, Hestia always felt that the development of a series of events was a bit abnormal.
And if she wanted to find out the reason behind it, the easiest way was to talk to a spirit god directly.
It's just that the gods of the spirit world rarely go out, and she has never had the opportunity to talk to them before... Stepping forward, the Goddess of the Hearth wanted to say something.
However, at this moment, a hand was placed on her shoulder.
"Who - Zeus?"
"It's me."
The incarnation of the God King spoke calmly, and came from behind her.
"My respected sister, leave the matter of welcoming the Goddess of the Dark Moon to me, what do you think?"
"I..."
"No need."
Speaking lightly, behind Lyanna, the Shadow of the Dark Moon seemed to be more and more real.
"There is no need for a false welcome... Today, I came here for only one thing."
"For what? For something that my Queen of Gods has never done?"
His expression remained calm. Being in the human world and under the same royal order, there was no synchronization difference between the original body and the incarnation of the King of Gods.
So he naturally knew what happened over there.
Yes, Zeus admitted that Hera's affairs were unclear. After all, there were only a few gods in Olympus who had not done anything in secret.
But he was sure that Hera had absolutely nothing to do with those wizards.
"Your Highness Lyanna, I heard that the ancient Titan God, Her Highness Themis of Justice and Law, had a close relationship with the spirit world... I think you also believe in her justice."
"If you are here for this, why not let her judge this matter?"
"I believe that the Goddess of Law will make the most fair judgment..."
"No need."
Interrupting again, Lyanna's eyes passed through Zeus' incarnation and looked at the magnificent sacred mountain.
From the perspective of mortals, or even from the perspective of most gods, they can only see that mountain.
Only a very few beings can see that hidden interface... and countless beliefs and souls.
"King of Olympus... mortal affairs should naturally be left to mortals."
"If they do well, they should be rewarded; if they do not do well, they should be punished."
"And I am only responsible for dealing with the affairs of the gods."
"What happens to Hera has nothing to do with me."
"But you have been stealing for a thousand years, and it's time to pay the price."
Hera was not in the sacred mountain at all. She left because of her daughter's disappearance.
So Lyanna's real goal has never been an empty temple, but "Asgard".
Since the God King's hostility towards the spirit world is obvious, a war is bound to take place in the future.
So what reason does she have to sit back and watch the other party steal and allow billions of souls to become the source of the power of the Olympian gods?
"You--"
Click--
there was no time for the incarnation of Zeus to react. When the other party's astonished expression froze on his face, behind Lyanna, an ancient well with alternating two colors was reflected in the sky of Chaos.
The three goddesses of reincarnation used all their strength to stimulate her power, but it was the power that Lyon gave to the goddess of the underworld that really made the [Well of Reincarnation] show its power.
Only great divine power can truly bring out the full power of the [Artifact of Creation]... and in Chaos' past, there has never been a complete [Artifact of Creation] that truly showed its power on earth.
White elephants bring life, black lakes bring death.
At this moment, there was no time to say anything. The incarnation of the God King used all his strength to resist the pouring two-color ocean.
"--You dare!" "This is a believer from Olympus!"
Boom!
Lyanna turned a deaf ear to the anger of the incarnation of the God King, her lilac dress fluttering.
At this moment in Olympus, the sky seemed to have cracked open.
Like a river pouring down from the sky, the water from the Well of Samsara rolled in.
Even if Zeus's incarnation mobilized the interface power of Asgard, even if the gods on the sacred mountain resisted with all their might.
But in the rotation of the symbol of the cycle, countless souls still returned to the embrace of reincarnation and returned to the kingdom of God where their creators were.
"Goddess of the Dark Moon!"
Zeus looked ugly, and he never expected that the other party's target was Asgard.
Looking at those souls that passed away, although Zeus did not need faith, he still knew what it meant.
In the past, he and the church of the gods had always told mortals - don't be afraid of death, because after you die, you will get eternal life in the kingdom of the gods you believe in.
But if he can't stop the souls of believers from passing away today, then this covenant between gods and humans that has lasted for thousands of years will end from now on.
Although this will not cause serious damage to Zeus himself, from the perspective of royal power, the loss of the gods is the power he lost!
"No, I still have my body!" He
turned his head suddenly and looked to the southeast of the earth.
Although the power of the Well of Samsara and the spirit world can naturally attract souls, the existence of the incarnation of the God King and Asgard is not meaningless.
Without enough time, the spirit world will never take away all the souls, and his body will arrive soon...
"Huh?"
The expression changed slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of Zeus's incarnation.
Where is my body, where is he?
Within the scope of the royal order, the synchronization of the incarnation and the body is not a problem for him-so since he can no longer sense the location of the body, is he still in the world?
"Huh?"
Erebus, who also made a surprised sound, had been silently watching the changes in the world since Ares went east, and was looking forward to what Ryan would say.
Yes, where is Zeus, who is so big? Didn't he just show his power, forcibly tearing the space, and trying to return directly to the mountain of gods? Where did he go?
"..."
Silent and somewhat surprised.
Standing in the sky outside the mountain of Olympus, Lyanna did not understand why Zeus had not appeared here yet.
The goddess of autumn, Eirene, had successfully destroyed Hera's temple. At the same time, some other temples that could sense the power of evil were also destroyed and covered by the three goddesses, exposing them to the sun.
What was puzzling was that Zeus, who should have come back long ago, was still late, and no one knew what had happened. It
was not until the souls in Asgard were absorbed by the Well of Samsara that Lyanna finally sensed a force that forcibly tore the space apart.
Obviously, Zeus finally came.
But compared to the beginning, he came too late...
Click -
stretched out his hand and waved, and a brass book fell into Lyanna's palm in the void.
In a head-on fight, she was no match for Zeus, this was unquestionable.
But since she dared to come, she must have made corresponding preparations.
[Code of Creation], the highest of laws and rules.
In the past, Ryan used it to punish the ancient sun god who violated the rules of the sun's movement, and today, Lyanna was going to use it to fight against the God King who forcibly detained the souls of the spirit world.
Use order to fight order, and use the order of the circulation of all souls to fight against the rules of the world that exclude foreign forces.
Everything was well thought out, but Lyanna didn't expect that Zeus was late... The chains on the brass book were naturally untied with a "clattering" sound, and the ancient artifact revealed its true appearance in front of the goddess of the underworld.
"The spirit world is the origin of the souls of the world, and reincarnation is the transit of the souls of all things."
"The spiritual cycle has its rules, and the birth and death of all souls have their order."
Lyanna made the final judgment with her palm gently pressed on the page of the [Code of Creation].
"Violators are guilty."
"The guilty should be punished."
Buzz -
invisible, as another artifact of creation revealed its power, the power of the spirit world here became more active and powerful.
What really restricts Lyanna's ability to exert spiritual power is never how much she has, but how much she can use.
With the blessing of the [Code of Creation], with order as the fulcrum, the power she can show in the world has suddenly increased by more than several times.
...
At the same time, on an unnamed hill thousands of miles away from the city of Connonia.
He looked a little curious, but he obviously felt that the backlash of his fate had decreased a little.
Playing with the beautiful mirror that Lyanna had just obtained through a sacrifice, Clotho was in a very good mood.
"It's amazing, this can actually repair the damage to fate!"
"Of course, there is an old saying in the world that you must first stabilize the country before you can resist foreign aggression."
"As the goddess of fate, what's the use of just thinking about finding the source of disturbing fate."
"Even if you find it and eliminate it, and he no longer interferes with fate, can fate return to the right track?"
"No."
Shaking his head slightly, Clotho remembered what Atropos said.
"My sister told me that Zeus, the king of gods, is not a person who is content with fate. He was like this during the Typhon Rebellion."
"He shouldn't have put his own death on the line. Although gods are immortal, playing with fate will not have good results... But he is the king of gods after all, so we still have to stand on his side..."
"That's not right."
Looking at the goddess of fate who had just made a great contribution, Ryan smiled and asked back:
"Think about it yourself. Since Zeus is the king of gods, shouldn't he set a good example for the gods?"
"...It seems so."
After thinking for a moment, Clotho felt that there was no problem.
"Then think about it again. If you want to solve a complicated problem that has been accumulated for a long time, shouldn't you solve the easy ones first and then the difficult ones, and solve the troubles that can be solved first?"
"...It seems so."
Nodding again, Clotho agreed.
"Then ask yourself, compared to the mastermind who has stirred up the fate of the entire world, is it easier or more difficult to deal with the God King who needs to follow the order of the world?"
"Of course, the God King is easier to deal with, and he should also follow the guidance of fate!"
Nodding affirmatively, Cloto felt that he had found a good way to alleviate the poison of fate.
Yes, the big devil who destroyed fate refused to listen to her because he was originally a big devil, but you are the God King of Chaos!
In this matter, shouldn't you stand on my side?
"So I was guiding him on the right track just now?"
Feeling that he had seen the essence of the matter, Cloto turned around and asked.
"Of course, you are helping him get on the right track and getting rid of some things that don't belong to him."
Nodding in agreement, after all, this is the case.
To be honest, if the God Kings of Chaos did not resist fate and were willing to follow the original trajectory of fate... then even if Ryan had a grasp of the future and spiritual authority, he would probably not have come this far.
[Mirror of Spreer] is very strong. As a high-level artifact in the field of [Space], its power is enough to play with most of the true gods.
But its power is not that strong. At least when facing the great power, anything that does not touch that field is just icing on the cake, and cannot play a decisive role.
It can even be said that even if the one holding a high-level artifact is another great power.
Unless there is a clear gap in the strength of the two, it is difficult to easily restrain the actions of the other party in the other's home court.
As strong as Hypnos, who was originally in mythology, could only barely plot against Zeus in a relaxed state under the temptation of Hera and the blessing of Aphrodite's belt.
So Ryan never planned to do it himself, nor did he plan to let the incarnation of the God King who was less powerful than the God King do it.
Only the goddesses of fate, with their ties with Zeus, their unique status, and their special power, can make the God King in the world unable to escape the influence.
Finally, an unexpected accident happened that all the audience had not expected - his base camp was being attacked, but Zeus did not show up.
So when the void was torn apart by violent power and the vast power filled the world, the mood of the God King was simply indescribable.
He never expected that just when he tried to take a shortcut back to the sacred mountain, an unbearable memory happened to make him dazed for a moment.
And it was at that moment that he made a mistake, and the ubiquitous space vortex happened to have a riot, and he didn't know where it swept him.
Zeus, who realized that something was wrong, was furious, but he couldn't waste too much time here.
So he relied on the connection with Asgard and directly tore the space again.
But this time, he seemed to be one of the forbidden places outside the world, and Niflheim, which was filled with eternal fog, was a little too close in the field of time and space.
So the power of the evil thing bound by the power of the "One Day Fruit" seemed to have sensed the original source, and it fluctuated slightly, forcing Zeus to suppress it quickly.
Eventually the fluctuations calmed down, and the power of the "One Day Fruit" was quite solid... But unfortunately, Zeus lost his way again in the chaotic void.
Accidents happened again and again, but it seemed like he was stepping on a destined script.
No one did anything to him, but when the right thing happened at the right time and the right place, everything took shape naturally.
His face was extremely gloomy, and he finally walked out of the torn space.
There was no communication, no harsh words.
Zeus knew that at this point, Lyanna would never stop.
Although the Lord of the Spirit World himself had not appeared, the power of the Spirit World was being poured into the two extremely powerful artifacts without any cover.
So he stretched out his hand and the [Thunder Arrow] that was "stolen" by Ares appeared on his left hand.
He clenched his right hand, and a divine hammer that seemed to condense endless light was held in his palm. He
swung his arm down, and the hammer head and the tail of the "arrow" collided with each other.
The foreign artifacts collided with Chaos's artifacts, making a sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth.
The next moment, the most brilliant thunder in the world was emitted.
Even the two great artifacts hanging on the top of Mount Olympus could not ignore its power.
Boom!
The thunder fell, breaking the chains of order that were lingering around it.
Words appeared on the ancient brass book, but it was not an artifact dedicated to fighting after all.
Under Zeus's full force, the order woven by the [Code of Creation] was pierced by him.
The huge thunder finally fell on the [Well of Samsara], stirring up a huge wave.
Clang!
The well shook, and the power of life and death circulated here, and the earth, water, wind and fire consumed all things.
This world-shattering blow did shake the artifact of creation, but it was impossible to really hurt it.
Unless Zeus can completely strip off all his thunder, take back the part given to the abyss, and finally let them merge into one, condensing a symbol that belongs to him alone.
Otherwise, the artifact of creation cannot be destroyed by the power below it, and Zeus's kingship is not good at destruction, damage, pollution and death.
"Spirit world..."
Taking a deep breath, Zeus can see that his behavior is meaningful, because in order to resist his attack, the speed of [Well of Samsara] absorbing souls has been reduced.
If he had returned here at the beginning, he might not have been able to mobilize the power of Asgard, one outside and one inside, to isolate the artifact from absorbing souls.
Yes, the ancient gods are the masters of spirituality.
Even if I isolate you from absorbing these souls, you can directly extinguish the vitality of these people who have not been stained with divinity from the root, and let them die.
But once it comes to this step, Zeus can claim that the evil gods outside the domain destroyed the kingdom of the Olympian gods when he was not prepared.
He did not violate the covenant between gods and humans, but was a complete victim... But now it is different.
Asgard has been penetrated, and the power of the interface is no longer stable. It is no longer able to resist the absorption of even part of the power of a creation artifact.
Once these souls are taken away, reincarnation is still good.
What if the gods of the spirit world transform the souls of these believers into spirits of wronged souls, and let them wander on the earth through the ubiquitous nature of the spirit world, and even contact their families in their lifetime...
It is almost needless to think, the king of gods knows that this will cause a devastating blow to the faith of Olympus.
"Huh..."
Zeus stretched out his hand and tried to make a final effort.
He tried to draw the power of [Hall of Valor] to resist the absorption of souls by [Well of Samsara].
This ancient artifact from a foreign land has extraordinary effects, and Odin has spent a lot of effort on it.
But after a moment, Zeus's face became even uglier.
He suddenly remembered that not long ago, the biggest chess piece he left in [Hall of Valor], the demigod hero Perseus who "ascended to heaven in the flesh", had lost his body.
Including him, the remaining so-called heroes were not able to escape, and those who stood on Perseus' side, who were actually the anchors of Zeus' influence on Valhalla, were all destroyed.
And the one who destroyed them was none other than his own son Hercules; and the one who helped him do all this was none other than the original second authority of Valhalla, the artifact enlightened by Athena, the goddess of victory Nike.
"My daughter... are you also here?"
"Did you see this day and guess that I will eventually fight with the spirit world, or is it all just luck, due to your divine authority as the 'King of Victory'?"
Zeus didn't know, and it made no difference to him.
Because the fact is that when he personally handed over [Hall of Valor] to Athena, the demigods who were supposed to check her authority also died one after another, and could only be controlled by this artifact in the form of heroic spirits.
Then as long as Athena didn't intend to let go, he would no longer be able to control it.
"Very good...very good!"
"One or two of them are either trash or have ulterior motives."
"Father, is this how you felt back then?"
Zeus looked up slowly with a cold face.
He looked at the shadow of the dark moon in the distance, and also at the souls of believers who were constantly being sucked out of Asgard.
"Forgive me, innocent lambs."
"You were my wealth, but now I have to do this." "If you want to blame someone, blame the one who took you away... Ha, so what if you are the Lord of the Spirit World."
"You want to take back the soul that has fallen into my hands?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Boom!
He stretched out his hand and clenched it. Invisibly, a strong wave spread out.
In an instant, the [Well of Samsara] that was still absorbing souls paused slightly, and then a strange blood-colored light escaped from it.
At the same time, all the souls that still existed in Asgard trembled slightly.
Some blood-colored light burst out from their spirit bodies, making their expressions become weird and perfect.
Indistinctly, a crystal clear leaf flashed in their pupils.
Accompanied by howls that ordinary things cannot hear, their souls were instantly shattered and exploded into fireworks all over the sky.
"You - Zeus, how dare you -"
"-Why shouldn't I dare!"
With a blank expression, a trace of blood fell from the corner of his mouth. This was the price he paid for violating the covenant between gods and humans as the king of gods.
However, breaking the contract with a group of petitioners is better than breaking the contract with all living beings; he promised them a heavenly life after death, and before he took action, didn't they get it one by one?
He raised his hands slightly, as if embracing the whole world.
At this moment, Zeus no longer pretended to be fair and kind, his eyes were cold and indifferent.
Thousands of years have passed, he built the kingdom of God and absorbed the power of Typhon; he was polluted by the Lord of Darkness when he first met him, and the gods under him all tried to get the skin of the tiger.
In this case, no one would really think that he, Zeus, the king of all gods, the master who ruled the world for an era, didn't think about the risk of souls in the kingdom of God, and didn't think about how to use the power of the ancestor of evil creatures?
The king of gods didn't know if there was such a fool, but he himself was obviously not.
"Goddess of the Dark Moon... as you can see."
"Your followers in the mortal world say that my queen colluded with wizards and slaughtered living beings... this is of course false."
"Because if she really did such a small thing, how could I not admit it?"
Zeus let the blood drip from the corner of his mouth with a calm expression.
Indistinctly, he had locked onto Lyanna in front of him.
"You are right, mortals should solve their own problems."
"God's problems should be solved by you and me."
"Then come and solve me now, I'll give you this chance."
"Of course, corresponding to this... whether you can leave here depends on whether the respected Lord of the Spirit World is still in the world."
For thousands of years, every soul that entered Asgard, a country that was originally polluted by the dark master with the power of evil things and finally tried its best to expel it, Zeus would use his own divine power and another force to cleanse them together.
Good gathering and parting, with a return, then nothing will happen. How you came in, you will have the opportunity to get out in the future.
But if something unexpected happens, even if he kills them all with his own hands, Zeus will never tolerate them becoming his enemies and stabbing at his sharp edge.
As for what kind of impact this behavior will have on the world?
A joke.
Just as he didn't care whether the church of Silver Moon City knew what the wizards did before, the clergy of Silver Moon City didn't care whether Hera colluded with wizards and evil things.
The King of Gods knew that just as no one in the world remembered Typhon's bravery and perseverance, as long as he could win in the end, no one would remember what he had done.
As a monarch, as long as he could win, any fault was not a problem.
And if he lost...
"God and father, this is my end."
The King of Gods had no way out, and Zeus had no way out.
Behind him, the dissipation of billions of souls formed an altar invisibly.
As Chaos' first "sacrifice", the first sacrifice to the gods, and the only sacrificer who received a response from the world, no one understood sacrifice better than him.
So today, he stood here, waiting to see what the state of the Lord of the Spirit World was.
If he doesn't come out, then this artifact that symbolizes the cycle will never come back.
If he comes...
"For the stability of the world... this is a necessary sacrifice."
The God King said so lightly.
At the same time, the starry sky above his head trembled slightly.
The next moment, the stars shone brightly, like sails and flags swaying.
The power that was originally turbulent due to breaking the oath suddenly became stronger than usual.
...
The starry sky was dark and deep.
Just before and after the God King summoned [Hall of Valor] to no avail, a huge thought descended on several star fields.
With a trace of helplessness in his eyes, Aether, the God of Skylight, walked out of his own temple.
He looked at the boundless territory that belonged to him and felt a little reluctant for a while.
"Why, do you regret it?"
"No."
Shaking his head gently, Aether did not show any majesty as a powerful god to his wife and sister, the goddess of daylight, Hemora.
After all, he knew that the other party was not only more powerful than him in terms of innate priesthood, but also that the power and star field were not so deeply bound.
"Don't think too much."
"The living God King is so well prepared that no one expected him to be so cruel - cruel to others and even crueler to himself."
"Before the sacrificial ceremony is over, the great Lord of Darkness doesn't want to confront him head-on... so let's fulfill the agreement."
Slowly speaking, the Goddess of Daylight sighed softly.
To be honest, a ruthless and cunning god like Zeus is simply an alien among the gods. He is not at all like the gods who are immortal and enjoy eternity.
Even those wizards who make big moves in the world are actually just like that.
So even though she doesn't want to admit it, Hemera knows it.
Even if she has equal power, if she wants to be an opponent of this God King, I am afraid that the Goddess of Daylight will have to think over it again and again and dare not make a decision easily.