Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

"It seems that the Bronze Humans were not prepared to face the disaster."

"At least that's what it seems like."

Walking down the street, the formerly noisy area seemed a little desolate.

Even if people occasionally passed by in a hurry, they just glanced at these two guys who were incompatible with the environment, and then hurriedly walked towards a place they thought was safe, without any intention of staying.

Obviously, at such a critical time, no one wants to spend time with two strangers.

"Ahem, if you tell too many lies, they will inevitably be regarded as the truth. Before, everyone believed that priests could really communicate with the gods, so naturally they would not make preparations in advance."

Coughing, the old man was not surprised by this.

He is not a priest, but he has a certain status among humans, so he has more contacts, and those tricks that fool ordinary people are of no use to him.

"But it doesn't make much difference whether they are prepared or not. If ignorance allows them to spend the last ten years in stability instead of panic, ahem, that might not be a bad thing."

After glancing at the symbol full of familiar power hidden under the road, Ryan didn't answer. The brief conversation ended, and the two walked along the avenue towards the eastern city gate. In that direction, the sound of water can be vaguely heard.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking all light, which was a sign of heavy rain. However, when passing by a temple, a shout suddenly came from it.

"Hey, those two guys over there—yeah, that's you."

"Come here quickly!"

"Um?"

He was a little surprised, but when he heard someone saying hello, Ryan hesitated for a moment and brought Huma over.

During this trip to the human world, he gave all the rights of choice to human beings. What fate they get depends entirely on their own choices.

"Hey, are you two looking for a place to take shelter too?"

The person who spoke was a young man, and several people who seemed unfamiliar to each other were gathered with him. Several people stood behind the threshold of the temple, looking at the situation outside.

"That's right. Why, do you want me to take you for a ride?"

Looking at the young man who spoke, Ryan asked with a smile.

"What are you thinking? Isn't this the safest place now?"

Next to the young man, another slightly older guy wearing a brown robe spoke loudly, but Ryan could tell that he was actually using his voice to vent the unconscious fear that had accumulated in his heart.

"He is right. The Poseidon's divine punishment is ultimately aimed at humans. He would never attack the temples of other gods."

The young man also nodded. He glanced at the old man who was following Ryan. Such aging humans were rare in Aurora.

"Come in quickly. If you hadn't brought an old man with you, I wouldn't bother to care about you."

Finally understanding what the other party meant, Ryan was amused but also a little emotional. Although the other person's idea is wrong, his heart is indeed good.

So facing the opponent's gaze, Ryan struck directly:

"But haven't the gods already abandoned humans? Temples that are not recognized by gods can also be considered the domain of that god?"

".What nonsense are you talking about!"

Several people in front of him changed their expressions after hearing this, and Ryan's words obviously shattered their inner expectations. Obviously, these people also know that the temple today is different from the original one.

Originally, the statues in those temples gave people a feeling of being 'alive', and occasionally gave people the feeling of being watched by terrifying beings. However, after the owner left, those statues seemed to be 'dead'. .

Although the priests have always claimed that the gods are still paying attention to them, it is just that the way has become more secretive. But now that the divine punishment has arrived, they have not been able to come up with any solution, which shows that what they said before may not be true. Would other gods really take such a temple seriously?

"You probably won't be able to escape if you stay here, but I do know that there is a god who has been requested by the Creator and is willing to protect humans when divine punishment comes."

Looking at the people in the temple who turned pale because of his words, Ryan changed the topic again.

"Really, isn't the God King the master of all gods?"

There were some surprises, but the young man who greeted him first still expressed his doubts.

"Of course it is true, and you also know that whether it is the stars in the sky or the earth under your feet, their masters are not under the jurisdiction of the God King. Think about the other name of the Creator - the Illuminati. He can see the future of mankind. It’s only natural to prepare for a disaster.”

Facing the young man's gaze, Ryan said affirmatively.

"You're right, then...thank you."

I was a little embarrassed, after all, his tone was a bit loud just now, but thinking of the coming disaster, the young man still hurriedly asked:

"Then I wonder if you can tell me what the name of this god is?"

"As for the name, I haven't heard anyone mention it before."

With a slight smile, Ryan continued:

"But I have heard people mention his deeds. It is said that he has a close relationship with humans. Tens of thousands of years ago, he was the one who created the golden humans."

"Not long ago, the Creator who foresaw human disasters prayed to him, and he responded to the expectations of the son of Iapetus: As long as when disasters come, someone bows to the spirit world and recites his existence silently, all disasters will be over. Being absolved, nothing can harm the body of the pious.”

"That's great!"

With joy on his face, he finally had a chance to overcome the disaster. The young man just wanted to say thank you, but the next moment, he raised his head in embarrassment.

He suddenly remembered that Mount Olympus was to the west of Aurora, the sea was to the east, and the earth and stars were clearly visible, but he really didn't know where the spiritual world was.

"Well, is the spiritual world the legendary destination of souls? Where is it - I mean, in which direction should I worship this benevolent saint?"

Ryan waved his hand and was not surprised by this. In this era, only a few people with high natural inspiration can see the surface spiritual world accidentally, so he explained patiently:

“Everywhere, in fact, the spirit world is present.”

"But He is the origin of all spirituality in the world, so as a human being, as an intelligent life, the closest place to the spiritual world is in your heart."

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Soon, Ryan and Huma, who had been silent, declined several people's attempts to stay, turned around and left the temple.

He claimed that the reason why he was still walking on the street was to tell everyone such good news. So the young man had to say goodbye to the two of them regretfully, and said that he also wanted to publicize this matter.

After the two left, several people hiding in the temple looked at each other. In fact, they were all passers-by who were pulled in by the young man. At this time, an older middle-aged man looked at the door, where the figures of Ryan and the two were no longer visible.

"No, do you really believe what that person said just now?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Why don't I believe it? Is there any reason why he lied to me?"

As a rhetorical question, the young man named Nuo was a little strange.

"You are the second generation of bronze humans. You may not know him. In fact, I have seen that old guy."

There was no respect in his words. The middle-aged man said slowly:

"He is one of the eldest among the first generation of humans, but he does not have any extraordinary talents. The Creator gave us excellent bodies, but failed to give us the same excellent wisdom, so he was eventually assigned to take care of us. 'Book collection' - It is said that gods use 'books' to record knowledge, but we don't have that much knowledge to record."

"That's not a coincidence. The more knowledge he knows, the more likely it is that what his companions say is true."

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Nuo didn't quite understand what he meant.

"I want to say, if the Creator really left something before he left, why didn't he give it to his most trusted priest, but left it to an old guy with little ability? Of course, it's also possible that he was the one he just talked to The one you are talking about, but there is no difference. They have no presence in Aurora. I have at least seen Huma, but I have not seen the one in black."

"Not necessarily. Maybe the Creator discovered in the end that the people he originally trusted were not trustworthy?"

Hearing this, someone among the remaining four people suddenly interrupted.

What he said made sense. After all, at this point, even without evidence, the bronze humans were more or less suspicious of the priests. If the truth is not as good as they claim, there must be lies.

"Maybe, so you also want to leave and promote the so-called 'salvation of the nameless God'?"

Without arguing, the middle-aged man glanced at the person who spoke and said calmly.

As expected, the other party stopped talking. After all, he was just doubtful and had no intention of taking action.

As for what the man just said, it’s better to believe it more or less. When danger comes, if the temple cannot protect him, then he will kneel down and pray for the god's protection. Anyway, there is no need to pay anything.

As for letting him out now, that's impossible.

"Okay, then you can stay here, I will do what I promised!"

Glancing at the remaining people, Nuo was disappointed to find that no one wanted to leave with him. He was a little angry, but the young man thought that time was urgent, so he turned around and left.

Behind him, several people had different expressions, but in the end, no one walked out of this temple that had long lost its magic like him. Not far from his temple, the two people who had just left before him were looking at Nuo's hurried figure.

"Ahem, I thought you would show your true identity, tell them your majesty and holiness, or expose the true thoughts of a few others, and then tell them that because of their doubts, God's favor will no longer spread in the world. On them.”

Standing behind Ryan, the old man said slowly.

He could see very clearly that among the few people just now, only the young man at the beginning really believed what Ryan said, and it turned out that his guess was correct. In the past, this might have meant trusting others, but today, it could save his life.

As for the remaining few, they obviously would not entrust their lives to the hands of a god without a name just because of what a stranger said, so it was not surprising to the old man that they stayed in the temple. unexpected.

"Haha, then I have to reiterate it again, Huma. The reason why I came here is not to save mankind, or to show majesty in front of some mortals. If I wanted to, I had many opportunities to do so in the past. "

"I came here just because of a past memory, a legend about the 'Sufferer'. Of course, there is also a little selfishness."

Speaking of this, Ryan couldn't help but smile.

"By taking this opportunity, I can also give my good boy a chance to do something he has always wanted to do. Since he wants to sit in someone else's seat so much, let him give it a try."

Although Ryan has ten thousand reasons to do whatever he wants without teaching, he also has one reason to do things according to procedures, and that is because he wants to.

After speaking casually, Ryan glanced at the old man.

"But it seems that you are not as open-minded as you said. You still want to save more people. As long as I show my strength, no matter what the fate of those young people, there will definitely be more people Believe what I say."

"I just hope they get a chance."

Shaking his head, the old man looked at the city where he had lived for a long time.

"If possible, I still hope that as many people as possible can know of your existence, instead of dying in ignorance."

"There will be, but that doesn't make much sense."

Looking at Nuo walking away, Ryan smiled.

"I complied with Prometheus's request, and everyone will know about it. But in the end, a few people believe it, and I'm afraid it won't go as you wish."

"That's enough. Everyone should pay the price for their choice."

In the old man's gaze, Ryan moved his fingers, and silently, the time on Nuo's body was slightly confused.

So the young man who had just learned about the existence of the mysterious gods was a little confused while running around. Today's time seemed to pass a bit slowly. He had obviously traveled to many places, but it didn't seem that long had passed.

But he didn't think much about it, just thinking that his perception of time had slowed down due to stress. After taking a short rest, he continued running to inform others.

However, if the angle of view is raised, the viewer may be surprised to find that at the same moment, this young man appeared in different places in the city, promoting to different people the deeds of the Creator's entrustment of other gods. However, unfortunately, this scene did not There is no audience.

Only an old man who was not far from death drew a second picture on the stone slab.

In the painting, it is not in a temple, but on a high mountain and at the foot of a mountain, indicating that gods and mortals are never the same even if they are in the same world.

At the top of the mountain, in the light of the sky, God made a promise to mortals: whoever sincerely worships Him, disaster will not harm him; whoever believes in Him devoutly, the door to His kingdom will be opened in his heart.

Each of the six listeners who did not know the truth had different expressions: some believed and were happy, some were skeptical and silent, and some turned their heads away with disdain. The old man did not leave any comments for everyone, but just expressed his thoughts based on his own experience.

Miracles don't come often, so please treat every opportunity in life as a miracle.

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The waves were getting closer and closer, and at a certain moment, at the end of Triton's sight, Aurora's city wall was already visible in the distance.

"Wall? It may be used to stop beasts, but it can't stop me."

Smiling confidently at the trident, Triton knew that he was being watched by the gods. As a demigod, such opportunities were rare, so he raised the artifact and looked at the city in the distance, trying to behave like his father.

"Mortals, I am Triton, the king of the sea, son of Poseidon. Today, by the oracle of my father, I will bring you doomed destruction. There is no use in escaping. God's will will prevail. will be enforced.”

The son of Poseidon noticed that as he arrived, there seemed to be some figures looking at him on the city wall. Maybe he is a mortal who has given up hiding and is ready to beg for mercy? But no matter what it was, it could not conceal the excitement in Triton's heart.

"Kneel down and pray for mercy, humble mortals. This may be able to alleviate your previous sins a little. For penitents, the merciful Triton will be especially merciful -

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