Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Twins of Eros - Volos/Eros

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

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

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

"What is going on? How did the little God of Love in myth become two?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

One is a golden arrow, the other is a lead arrow, and each of the two new gods holds one. And from a higher perspective, conceptual power lingers above.

This is the final manifestation of the power of the original gods, thus giving them some mysterious power. Ryan could feel that these two arrows could not be used easily. They needed to meet certain conditions before they could be used, but once they were shot, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Well... in that case, let the person involved make his own 'choice'."

Make a decision silently. Since it's not easy for you to choose, let others choose. Now, Ryan plans to introduce these two new gods to the world.

Whether in their past as primitive gods or in their reborn present, they have undoubtedly never known this world. Before seeking your own reward, it is better to understand the current state of the world.

And as the Lord of the spirit world, Ryan had a premonition. These two new gods are probably not peaceful guys.

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In the human world, the palace of Eleusis.

It was dark, and under the brilliant starry night, the palace was dotted with stars and lights. The weather is getting colder and colder, and there is a thin layer of frost on the roads, making the whole city particularly deserted.

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

Looking through the light, in fact, for the goddess, most of the content recorded in the volume is actually incomprehensible, so those related to weaving and casting are often skipped by her in a hurry. Only when it comes to farming, she will show a proud smile and draw on it with a pen.

Of course, Demeter doesn't actually understand agriculture - it's just that as the god of growth, she can work backwards from the results.

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

So she recorded them. This was also a gift that the goddess planned to give to the human king as a reward for 'taking' her. After all, strictly speaking, King Eleusis made a very good impression on the goddess, so she was willing to give this reward and use it to spread her faith.

The goddess has stayed in this human country for a long time, because she is different from Ryan and different from the three goddesses in charge of [Spring], [Summer] and [Autumn]. Although the concept of [Winter] is brought together by Demeter, she herself On the contrary, he didn't notice anything about it.

Therefore, while waiting for the reaction of the gods, the goddess in mortal form still maintained her flawless performance, pretending to be an old woman who had been displaced by an accident and came to the palace to make a living. But obviously, unlike Demeter's casualness, Cleus, who was vaguely aware of the identity of the visitor, did not dare to really treat her as a normal person.

This promising king did not disturb Demeter's interest. He just acted kind and friendly, and then did what a monarch should do. He obeyed the goddess's wishes and arranged for her to be a servant - of course, he did not dare to actually use this mysterious visitor, so where the goddess didn't know, the entire Eleusinian Palace became busy because of this. .

So Demeter suddenly discovered that her life was more satisfactory than ever before. Even if she did not consider the material simplicity, this place without Zeus made her feel more at ease.

No matter how big or small it is, as long as she expresses her opinion, it will quickly attract the support of everyone, and then it will be completed quickly. As long as she frowned, some well-meaning people would greet her, fearing that this 'foreigner' would not feel the enthusiasm of the Kingdom of Eleusis. For a moment, the goddess whose pseudonym was Moir felt extremely satisfied. If she hadn't been worried about her daughter's existence, she wouldn't have wanted to leave here.

While living here, the goddess even had a strange but very reasonable idea. No wonder the prophet Prometheus loved living with humans so much that he even committed such a heinous crime. This is completely understandable.

Because if a mortal maid is happier than a god's attendant, then as the creator of bronze humans, the pleasure that Prometheus can experience may not even be comparable to that of the god king.

So the days passed like this, and Demeter naturally enjoyed the life of a 'mortal maid'. Until one night while dining, she saw the child in Queen Murtanella's arms, and once again thought of her daughter who was taken to the underworld.

"King of Eleusis, perhaps I can look after your son."

"I've had a child before, so I have experience with this."

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

As expected, Cleus suppressed his inner surprise and readily agreed to her.

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

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

"Thank you very much, Moir."

"It's okay, I like him too."

After receiving the prince and looking at the baby's smiling face, Demeter felt that the lack in her heart had been filled.

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

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

Maybe Demophon can stay with him for a long time, just like his own child. The prerequisite for doing all this is to give him eternal life.

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"about there……"

"Two brothers, one will be a mortal king and become a priest to worship me. The other will be my adopted son and live eternal life with me. Such a gift should be enough to repay their hospitality to me."

Her thoughts turned around, she put down the volume in her hand, and looked at the sky outside. It was almost midnight, and she couldn't help but stand up and walk outside the house.

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

But if she wanted Demophon to gain additional immortality, it would not be an easy task.

The previous several battles between gods made Demeter realize that just having life is not enough. Just like those nymphs who serve the gods, many of them died accidentally in various accidents.

Therefore, if she does not want to watch her adopted son die in front of her one day in the future, the goddess must find a way to let this human prince gain a body that is as difficult to be harmed as the gods.

This is not a simple thing, but fortunately Demeter is not only the goddess of fertility, she is also the sister of the god of fire and protection.

The goddess knew that Hestia would not refuse him the help of her power, and with the help of the Goddess of Fire, Demeter could give this child an indestructible divine body.

So just like she did every night in recent times, she left the room and carried the infant prince back to her bed.

She placed Demophon on the stove, placed her right hand on his heart, and then softly recited a hymn to the goddess of the hearth.

"Immortal of Olympus, Hestia!

Holy Hestia!

I will sing your praises loudly!

O majestic daughter of Cronus!

Holy goddess!

O daughter of the fertile Rhea!

Keeper of the Holy Fire!

You are a glorious and pure flame!

You are the guardian of peace!

oh!

Glorious goddess!

Please listen to my singing!

Please give me your strength!

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

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

The nature of the flame has been changed, and there is no need for mortal rituals. The 'prayer' of a god is itself a high-level sacrifice.

In the blazing sacrificial fire, some mysterious power was added to Demophon's body. Every time the flame burns through an inch of his flesh and blood, part of it is given the concept of [protection]. From then on, the power of the world will be difficult to harm him. This is a blessing from the patron goddess.

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

The stronger the 'protection' given, the greater the damage it will cause to the recipient. The recipient will be burned to ashes before even waiting for the recipient to gain strength, but the goddess has already thought of this.

Every day, she anointed the baby with holy food that contained her own power, and at night, she personally guided this growing power against the fire. In this way, under the intertwining authority of two powerful gods, harm is avoided, and only benefits remain.

With a smile on her face, Demeter looked at the child in the flames, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. From now on, this is her child. And the heirs of the Lord of Abundance naturally deserve such glory.

"Don't be anxious... Soon, soon you will be able to enjoy immortality and eternal life... This is the glory and glory you can gain as me, as Demeter's adopted son."

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

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

Only the perfect one is worthy of her status...so this child must also be perfect.