Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

On the rough sea, the trident broke through the sky.

Between heaven and earth, countless beings saw this scene, but no one reacted to it.

They are all watching a play, but different beings see different clowns in the play.

Some people saw humans, some people saw the Son of God, and some people saw directly the Olympus gods.

Just like now, in a corner underwater, black mist is gathering and dispersing. At the heart of the ritual, Mephistopheles smiled strangely.

"So, are all these 'born noble' beings like this, or are they just the ones I see like this?"

"What a lucky fate. If he was also a member of the silver human race, he would probably not survive more than a month."

The voice echoed in the dark seabed, but no one responded to him, because there were no living things here, only some transparent souls floating beside him.

Those are the souls of the dead, but they have long lost consciousness. And except for a few existences, even if they are reborn in hell in the future, they will have no chance to retain the memories of their lives.

According to the Lord of the Nine Hells, if all beings could retain their memories and be reincarnated, it would only make the hells lose their vitality. After all, what they were like before they were alive would probably not change much after reincarnation. Therefore, except for the first batch of silver humans, only those who have proven their abilities while alive can enjoy the privilege of retaining memories. The remaining souls will forget everything in the past and become the bottom of hell, and then fight and conspiracy to gain promotion.

Those who can succeed are naturally talented people. If it's dead, then reinvent it.

It just so happens that the river of forgetfulness flowing through the underworld now can help the devils complete this little thing. In this case, the hell where the source of souls is limited can continue to develop and grow.

"I really wish all gods were like this, so how much less would I have to do~"

"It's a pity that the God King still has some abilities, at least much stronger than this Poseidon King."

With a low laugh, Mephistopheles did not look much, but continued to focus on the huge formation covering the city.

He could already feel that the will of the Lord of Nine Hells was on the opposite side. Soon, the passage will open.

As Triton, the son of Poseidon, said, this world still has to fight for the backstage. Although Mephistopheles prepared a 'gift' for Olympus, he was sure that this 'gift' would not stop all the gods on the mountain.

But the devil is not afraid at all, after all, his boss is very reliable.

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on the water.

The trident came through the air and struck straight at Ryan. The divine power left by Poseidon lingered on it, calming the waves that had just submerged the entire city.

It is natural that the king of the sea should command the tide. Under this blow, Ryan slowly stretched out his right hand.

Extremely fast and extremely slow, the halberd cutting through the space and the slowly raised arm formed a strange yet harmonious picture. In the end, the artifact and the slender fingers that were about to arrive in a moment appeared in the same place, and then the owner of the fingers held the edge.

brush--

It seemed like a long time, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye. On the trident, the azure light caused by divine power just lit up and was instantly extinguished. The sharp tip of the halberd was grasped by five fingers and could no longer move forward an inch. Only the remaining force of the artifact's shock pressed against the surrounding sea surface, proving the power hidden under this ordinary thing.

Thousands of miles of sea, followed by a slight subsidence.

In mid-air, Triton's smile froze on his face. He didn't understand what was going on.

He didn't make the same mistake twice, he didn't even get close to the other person. The trident still has the divine power of God the Father. Even if Prometheus himself faced this blow, he would still be injured, but what is going on now?

Is the other party a true god? But even a god must use his divine power to take over another god's weapon. And if you use divine power in this world, you must pay a price.

But no matter how you look at it, the figure in black in front of you doesn't look like you've paid the price.

Opening his mouth slightly, Triton seemed to want to say something, but the next moment, he felt a boundless force coming from the void. The world seemed to be rejecting him, and the floating platform formed by the sea water under his feet immediately shattered. Almost in an instant, he fell from mid-air to the sea, and then crawled on it with his body bent to the ground.

Triton felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back, unable to move even a finger.

"Wait a minute, are you the reclusive ancient Titan god? This is all a misunderstanding. I am the son of the Poseidon, and the God King is my uncle. In fact, I followed the will of the gods today -"

tread--

The sound of footsteps interrupted Triton's implicit threat. From the corner of his eye, he saw a trace of the hem of his robe, and the unknown person walked in front of him.

No, not just him, but someone else. Triton could even hear the sound of the copper knife rubbing against the stone carvings, and he knew what it was doing.

This is recording, recording what he looks like at this time. A sense of humiliation and resentment surged into his heart. As a demigod, this was the last thing Triton wanted to feel - he would always be so humble in front of the true god. What is even more difficult to accept than this is that his appearance has to be recorded.

"I don't blame you, Triton."

The voice came from above, and Triton breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the other party still cared about his father. But the words that followed made his face turn red.

"You don't know my name and you haven't seen my power, so it's understandable that you raise your weapons against me."

"Now, you have seen my strength and realized the gap between you and me, so as long as you repent of your rudeness, I will forgive your previous behavior."

Without glancing at the mermaid on the water, Ryan looked at the artifact in his hand.

As he said, people will not be angry because of the provocation of an ant, because ants just cannot understand the greatness of people. If they also possess intelligence, then they naturally know to bow their heads in front of humans, and the same goes for the Son of Poseidon.

So now, as long as Triton regrets his actions after recognizing the reality, Ryan will, as he said, no longer care about his previous actions.

But obviously, for some people, after just experiencing the power of God, they have to 'repent' in front of another true God. This is something far more difficult to accept than suffering pain.

He would rather suffer torture than admit his weakness and ignorance before another god. As for death - Triton didn't actually think he was going to die.

It was indeed possible for the mortal before to kill him. After all, the two sides had different cognitions. The ignorant were fearless and could naturally do anything. But this strange true god in front of him couldn't possibly kill him just like that.

So at this moment, in front of Ryan, Triton's blood rushed to his brain, and he almost blurted out something that would make him regret it for the rest of his life.

"Let me go! I am the son of the Poseidon. The gods are watching here. I am here on the order of my father God!"

"The son of Poseidon will never 'repent'. Only my father God is qualified to teach me a lesson. No matter who you are, you should not humiliate me like this in front of the gods. If you can, kill me." ——”

"Then as you wish."

The fierce voice stopped suddenly, and Triton raised his head and looked at this strange god.

"What did you say?"

"I said, that's as you wish."

After repeating it again, Ryan finally looked away from the artifact. He lowered his head and looked at the son of the god with a human body and a fish tail.

In his eyes, there was reluctance that he was not a god, resentment towards Ryan, anger towards unfair fate, shame at being pressed in front of others, and confusion about the phrase 'as you wish'. But there was no Fear. Because Triton believed that perhaps this unknown god would punish him in anger, but he would never kill him.

But now that the words were spoken, Ryan decided to fulfill his wish.

"Since you are determined to do this, then you must have the courage to face everything."

"I respect your courage and give you the ending you deserve, as you requested."

With a slight smile, Ryan gently waved the handle of the trident.

Closing his eyes, Triton gritted his teeth, ready to be tortured. But to his surprise, the handle of the artifact hit his chest without causing any pain.

He felt himself retreating. The space seemed to be changing, and the sound of hunting wind sounded in my ears. As if a long distance had been crossed, at a certain moment, Triton opened his eyes.

He found himself flying through the sky at an unimaginable speed. Looking around, I saw that the earth was being pulled behind me, and I was going deep into the sea.

This is an unfamiliar sea, nothing like the place where he was born. In the southwest, a huge black shadow is standing there. He supports the heaven and the earth, and is also suffering from the oppression of both.

"This is the northwest of the earth?"

Looking at all this, Triton was a little confused at first, and then he was a little happy. Although he hadn't stopped yet, the strange god was still afraid of his father's name and didn't dare to do anything to him.

Smashing him from the southeast to the northwest of the continent is indeed a great divine power, but it is just a face-saving project. Now——

"There should be pillars at the junction of the west and the north."

"What?"

At the end of the sight, on the wide sea, waves rolled. At the intersection of the glaciers of the North Sea and the undercurrent of the West Sea, a touch of bronze quietly emerges.

First a little, then as if growing, a huge copper pillar stretched out from the sea. The sky shook, because in an instant, this huge copper pillar propped up the sky, becoming another sky pillar beside the giant god.

But almost visible to the naked eye, cracks began to spread on the newly born copper pillar.

Atlas shook his shoulders, and when the copper pillars stood up, he seemed to feel a little more relaxed. Looking at Triton, who was speeding across the sea in the distance, this Titan who would never succumb to Olympus couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile.

"Little guy, what did you do to deserve such a punishment?"

"also?"

An ominous premonition came to his mind. Looking at the rapidly approaching copper pillar, Triton seemed to understand something.

"Yes. Without you, how could a single copper pillar support the weight of the sky?"

"I was punished, my stupid brother was punished, and now it's my nephew's turn, hahaha."

He had long since identified the bloodline of the person in front of him. He was the rebellious son of his own king. Atlas laughed loudly, and then looked at the east of the earth, Olympus, which was far opposite him.

"Zeus, it seems that your throne is not very stable. Look, this is the end of rebellion!"

However, there was no response, and there was a dead silence on Mount Olympus, as if no god existed.

clang--

"ah!"

The silent crash echoed off the copper pillars, and Triton's shouts echoed as well. Silver-white chains emerged out of thin air, wrapped around seven times, and tied the demigod with a body and fish tail to the copper pillar. At this moment, as the son of the Poseidon, he seemed to have become a medium.

He transferred the pressure of the sky to the sea, so the northwest part of the sea sank three points. Countless undercurrents form rings, turning this sea area into a restricted area for mortal beings.

Just as this medium, Triton felt as if his body was about to be crushed into powder. He once thought he was going to die, but as a descendant of Poseidon, he could gain life from the sea.

As long as he is not wiped out instantly, his energy will continue to recover, not to mention that the sky falling on the copper pillar is just a small corner. So although Triton's body was covered with cracks like broken porcelain, it was never broken.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't even have the strength to breathe. Triton felt that he had lost his perception of the outside world. But what followed was still imprinted in his heart by the god's belated sentence.

"You want death, then I will give you death, but that is only what you wish for, but it is not the punishment for your offense against me."

At the ruins of the city, Ryan withdrew his right hand.

"I will hang you above the western sky for seven thousand years and let you be the support of heaven and earth. When my punishment is over, you will naturally meet the end you seek."

Hanging the son of Poseidon at sea is a fitting ending.

"And you."

Raising his eyes slightly, across the mountains and seas, Ryan saw the silent palace on Mount Olympus.

The palace gate could not block his eyes, and the subtle expressions of the gods were different.

"Get your stuff."

The blue light streaked across the earth, crossed the boundary between water and land, opened the door of the temple, and stood in front of Poseidon, shaking slightly.

Just as Poseidon once requested, this artifact created by the priesthood has long since become a creation bound to the sea. Its power becomes stronger due to the expansion of the sea area it controls, and its power will be completely lost due to the loss of the sea area.

Therefore, like throwing away garbage, this artifact of the Poseidon was inserted in front of Poseidon's throne. Only the mark of a hand holding it proved what happened to it.

In the hall, the gods were silent. Zeus had guessed the result as early as the moment he completely saw Ryan's existence, but he still didn't remind him. This was not to target his stupid brother, but to test him.

Less than a hundred years after the spiritual world was opened, Ryan appeared inexplicably in the human city, which undoubtedly proved that the other party was not really that indifferent to the world. And the Earth Mother, who is about to wake up, is always threatening Zeus' further path. In this case, the God King couldn't wait to know whether the laws of this world were of any use to the original God?

Now, through the authority of the God-King, he has gotten results. But looking at the broken door and the artifact inserted in front of Poseidon, Zeus couldn't be happy.

He had long known that in the eyes of these great powers, the majesty of the Divine Court was like a joke, but when this moment really happened and the other party did not pay attention to his existence at all, Zeus still held the armrest of the throne tightly.

He didn't know what the other gods thought, but he desperately wanted to--

"Um?"

His expression moved, and then returned to normal. The God King acted as if nothing had happened, looking at his brother who had finally become quieter.

"Humanity has been destroyed. As for the rest, let's leave it at that. You can handle your own affairs by yourself."

Seeing the God King speaking, all the gods also breathed a sigh of relief. The original weird atmosphere was broken, but all the gods deliberately ignored the trident inserted in the palace.

However, Poseidon remained indifferent to Zeus's words.

After staring at the lost artifact in front of him for a while, the blue hair covered the Poseidon's expression. No one knew what he was thinking. All they could see was that Poseidon finally stretched out his hand and held it on the clearly visible handprint on the artifact.

The next moment, traces of black energy lingered in Poseidon's palm, and the power of death cut open the flesh of the main god. But he didn't seem to notice it. After staring for a while, he suddenly laughed softly.

"Hahaha"

"Poseidon, maybe you need a break?"

Looking at the abnormal Poseidon, Zeus said calmly.

"Rest? No, no need. Not only do I not need it, but you don't need it either."

"Do you think you have calculated everything clearly and have everything under control? Zeus, in fact, you are just a joke."

The laughter died down and Poseidon looked at his brother. Although he is not very good at wisdom, he is not that stupid yet - Zeus and his lover are the only people present who have seen Ryan, but they were silent just now, sitting back and watching Triton destroy himself.

So now, it's his turn to ignore it.

"What do you mean?"

His brows furrowed and a bad feeling came to Zeus's mind. The series of accidents today were enough to give him a headache, and now he just wanted to end it all safely.

"Nothing, just reminding you."

"Zeus, and your weak lover, have you forgotten that you have a father?"

After the words fell, Eurynome's expression suddenly changed, and Zeus finally remembered something.

The ocean god Oceanus had set out to explore Zeus's hidden human tribe more than ten years ago, but he had never gained anything. But not long ago, the strongest fortress was breached from the inside.

Under the secret guidance of a certain existence, the name of Ocean God gradually spread among humans. Under the flood, people realized that the Ocean King had brought disaster to them, so they naturally prayed to another Ocean God for protection.

There is no protection, but the faith is real, so Oceanus finally realizes the secret hidden by his adopted son.

And now, under the influence of the Emperor of the Sea, he was crossing the sea with the original water goddess, speeding towards Olympus.

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At the same time, in the spiritual world.

"about there."

Wrapped in gray wings, the young god stood up.

The mysterious man was right. This was indeed a rare opportunity. Everyone who had to leave had left. Now, the spiritual world seemed quite empty. Especially the goddess of the moon, who poses the greatest threat, she is not there, which is the best news.

As for the top level of the spiritual world, it is even more deserted at this moment.