Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

In the boundless void, big hands pinched from the sky, and everything turned into dust... It should have been like this, but in reality, it obviously would not be so straightforward.

Because when this illusory world is completely on the verge of destruction, the power originally used to maintain the existence of the world has to be withdrawn, and it becomes an unbreakable barrier to fight against the enemy of this broken world.

Of course, one power cannot be used in two places, so when the barrier transformed by the power of creation collides with the giant hand, while it prevents its own immediate destruction, the false world loses its power support. It is also heading towards final death uncontrollably.

The power of the gods is dissipating, and the laws that make up all things are disintegrating... The only difference is that one is a little faster and the other is a little slower. After all, the collapse of the self still needs a process.

"Well……"

In the western sea, on a small island that was torn apart, Hermes woke up in severe pain.

He opened his eyes and recalled what had just happened - at that moment when the big hand that came from nowhere grasped it from the sky, the truly great divine power and the remnants of creation collided. In an instant, a kind of Extremely terrifying fluctuations swept across the world.

All existences below moderate divine power dissipated in an instant, and all mortal things turned into dust. Although Hermes was not among them, he also suffered unimaginable damage.

He briefly lost consciousness and finally woke up after a while. Hermes couldn't help but gasp as he stood up from the ruins with difficulty.

"Hiss - I thought I had run far enough... now I see, I'm still far away."

There was pain everywhere in his body, as if he had been subjected to some kind of torture. Hermes, who had never experienced anything like this before, grinned slightly, which was really unbearable for the god.

But that's not the most important thing... Only when he recovered a little did he truly realize the current situation. Hermes could clearly feel that the invisible palm outside the sky continued to tighten its strength, and a sense of emptiness and detachment from the source rose in his heart.

Others don't know what this is, and may think that this is the world extracting the power of the gods to fight against foreign enemies. But at this moment, Hermes sensed a deeper secret.

"Is this world fake... Hey, this is really beyond my expectation."

Feeling happy in his misery, Hermes smiled. It has to be said that among the aborigines of this false world, he is actually the only three gods who have noticed this debate between truth and falsehood.

The first one is Pluto, who felt it because of his deep connection with the origin of the underworld before his death; the second one is Zeus, who can feel all this simply because of his position as god king; and Hermes is the third one. As for the reason he could detect, it was completely an accidental superposition.

He was originally the daughter of Atlas, the giant god of heaven, and the son of Maia, the goddess of wind and rain, and Zeus. In his original trajectory, he possessed extraordinary wisdom in his infancy, possessed some of the characteristics that the Titan gods were born with, and eventually ascended to the position of the twelve main gods of Olympus.

But unfortunately, reality is different from this illusory world, and Atlas's fate once again has a turning point. The birth of Hermes was affected by this, and when the world was about to be destroyed, because of this influence, he had a subtle sense of reality.

What’s even more coincidental is that among Hermes’ priesthood, [Commerce] and the like are only humanistic priesthoods that were added later. They are truly his birthright. In fact, they have something to do with ‘stealing’ and ‘travelling’.

"Ahem, Lord of Ten Thousand Thunders, my respected Father God, even now, you are still so powerful."

After coughing twice, Hermes looked in the direction of the original earth.

There, the continent has long been torn apart, and huge space cracks are swallowing up everything like a bloody mouth. The only place that is still intact is where Mount Olympus is.

The pillar supporting the sky, the home of the gods, a huge thunder pillar penetrated the heaven and the earth, shaking the sky. It was a manifestation of the unparalleled power of the God King. But looking at this scene, Hermes wanted to laugh a little.

Because everything in the world is most afraid of comparison. Compared to the giant hand that enveloped the entire world, the thunder pillar, which was actually considered magnificent, did not seem so shocking.

On the contrary, it is like an ant in the palm of a giant hand, provoking an existence that is destined to be impossible to contend with.

"call--"

"No matter how much it is, it's better to leave first...how my 'dear Father God' is his business, but if I wait for a while, I may not be able to leave."

"The greatest adventure in the world, a legendary journey, crossing illusion and reality - well, I just don't know, what will be waiting for me over there, is there a beautiful girl?"

He spoke words that were not nutritious, and gradually, the tension and fear in his heart were temporarily suppressed by Hermes.

He took one last look at this apocalyptic world, which he had lived in for a long time, but was not actually a real world. Then at the next moment, Hermes summoned up the strength without hesitation and ignited everything he had.

Instead of waiting for them to be taken away by the world and used to fight against the world-destroying existence, it is better to use them as waste... So the next moment, from reality to emptiness, from stillness to extreme speed, Hermes' figure instantly transformed into A dim stream of light pierced the sky in an instant.

In almost just a few flashes, without any being noticing him, Hermes came to the end of the sky, to the place where the world collided with the giant hand.

Incomparably terrifying fluctuations came from there, almost tearing his consciousness apart, and at this most critical moment, Hermes steeled himself and used his last strength to use his authority.

So a gap opened in front of him, and familiar and unfamiliar breaths came from the opposite side. Hermes' idea was successful, but at the same time, a great sense of fear arose in the heart of the young god.

His intuition told him that maybe through the cracks, he could really get to where he wanted to go, but this behavior itself was actually not allowed by the world.

Although Hermes in the real world has not yet been born, he will be born sooner or later. So if he goes and replaces the other party's existence in advance... then he will definitely pay a price.

No one knows what the price is. It may be stripping off the priesthood, it may be being cursed, or it may even be losing the source of immortality.

After all, he is not an immortal, and things in the false world will not take effect in reality. So if the world is unwilling to give Hermes the immortal essence again, then he is likely to no longer be eternal.

"Ha, it sounds like I have a choice...Whether another 'me' will be born in the real world in the future has nothing to do with me."

With a sneer and a slight pause, Liu Guang then rushed forward again. Until he was completely submerged in the gap, Hermes finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, no matter what it took, at least he escaped... But at the same time, he also felt that his consciousness was blurring.

He burned everything and almost fell into eternal sleep, and the priesthood in the false world obviously could not provide him with real divine power. As for the laws of this world, it seems that they have not reacted too directly to him.

It seems that I will sleep for a long time, until the world pronounces my sentence... Letting his consciousness drift, while sighing, Hermes took one last look at the illusory world.

Like a bubble that is about to burst, it is bright and shining, but it can only struggle helplessly in front of the giant hand of unknown origin.

"Huh? What is that?"

Suddenly, something caught Hermes' attention. It was on the finger of the giant hand, and there was a green and dazzling ring.

Some runes as small as dust were traced on it, which seemed to interpret some kind of worldly truth. Looking at this scene, although he didn't know what it was, Hermes still remembered it deeply in his heart.

To be worn by such a terrifying being, it must be the top treasure in the world. And in this special state, Hermes vaguely felt that it was a kind of mysterious knowledge that was very relevant to him.

"When I wake up - if I ever wake up, I'm going to study it."

Making a decision silently left some hope for the future. As the last of Hermes' power dissipated, it was as if he had been plunged into boundless darkness, and his memory was completely silenced.

Everything returned to calm, and the escapees from this illusory world fell into a long sleep, waiting for the day they wake up in the future.

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Rumble——

Click——!

Outside Mount Olympus, silver snakes fell from the top of the mountain, causing a huge roar. The unparalleled power of the God King is undoubtedly revealed. It is an area that the gods have not been able to touch so far, but it is almost visible to the naked eye that the power contained in the thunder and lightning is far less powerful than it was at the beginning.

Athena, holding a sacred artifact volume in her hands and wearing a white dress, was walking halfway up the sacred mountain. In the world-destroying situation, the goddess seemed no different from before. Her eyes are still bright, but now there is no audience.

When the giant hand on the sky fell, Athena knew that the time had come. She gradually felt that her connection with reality was being restored, and at the same time, the power in this body that did not belong to her was also being withdrawn.

However, she did not feel regretful. After all, false things may be used for reference, but they must not be relied upon.

boom--

Another thunder and lightning exploded in the air, bringing out dark gaps in space. This was a sign of instability in time and space.

The underlying rules of the world lost their support, and everything became fragile and fragile... Looking at this scene, Athena finally put her hand on the artifact after weighing the situation.

The reason why Ryan didn't complete this step himself was not only because he had to kill the world's last resistance, but the most important thing was actually because he couldn't do it.

For this illusory world, he is just an outsider; for this memory, he is a spy; he is even a disruptor to the destiny of Chaos, so he may be able to destroy this world, but it is impossible to exploit it, except Athena.

The goddess of wisdom is a very important existence in destiny, and her memory is the fundamental manifestation here. Everything in the false world is naturally close to her, and the most important thing is that she is also burdened with the fate of 'death'.

Yes, what Erebus can see, Ryan can naturally see too. Pallas Athena, the son of Metis who was 'stronger than his father', the 'arrogant king of gods and men', had hoped to end the rule of Zeus and become the fourth generation lord of the gods, but now, He never had a chance to be born again.

But no matter what his fate was, in this case, Athena, who carried part of the symbol of her brother, undoubtedly became special. She possesses certain 'qualifications', so it is only appropriate for her to complete all of this herself.

Open the volume and place your palms on the title page. As the divine power surged, Athena seemed to hear the sound of water flowing.

Dim yellow light was released from the artifact, and a certain connection was established. Using the goddess of wisdom as a medium, the concepts of this world began to flow to it, turning into its words and enhancing its power.

But I don’t know why, in Athena’s mind, this artifact seems to be absorbing [history], but those past times have not really been integrated into it.

They seem to have gone to another place... and what really makes it gradually become 'complete' is actually something more obscure. They are contained in history and are the cornerstone of the world. With this absorption, the size of the artifact itself began to expand.

As time passed by, as the world was damaged, the artifact slowly became as large as a palace, and its swallowing speed became faster and faster.

The deafening thunder was also more intensive, but in the ears of the goddess of wisdom, it was only more and more obvious that it was strong on the outside and dry on the inside.

"Um?"

After a while, at a certain moment, Athena's eyes changed slightly. She seemed to notice something, and then she reached out and made a move, and the accompanying Shield of Equis fell into her palm.

The next moment, accompanied by a roar, a huge thunder and lightning crashed down.

"Athena, what are you doing!"

boom--

Thunder and lightning collided with the shield. Although Zeus's power had been greatly weakened, he still possessed a power that none of the gods could match. However, when the power that was enough to defeat any true god struck that small shield, It only caused Athena's shield-holding arm to tremble slightly, but then it had no effect anymore.

Under the [Creation Artifact], the only shield in the world that can be immune to Zeus's [Thunder]. Just like all things in the world interacting with each other, the huge lightning was like smashing into an abyss without causing any ripples on it.

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, Athena knew that her behavior had been discovered by Zeus.

This was a matter of time, and there were not many living creatures left in the broken world. So after a flash of divine light, the skirt of the goddess turned into a golden armor.

When the artifact begins to draw power, Athena can actually leave. The God King in the illusory world cannot destroy the body of such an artifact, so there is no need for her to guard it here. So she chose to stay just because she didn't want to leave yet.

Holding a spear that symbolizes [Victory], the usually gentle and intellectual girl seems to have changed her appearance. Her eyes were sharp and eager to try, just like a Valkyrie who had gone through battles. Athena held her shield to block the flying thunder and lightning, and flew in front of the sacred mountain.

"Athena, do you know what you are doing?"

Although his aura was greatly weakened, Zeus's eyes were still sharp. He has realized that failure is irreversible, but this does not mean that he will wait for death.

At least, he would persist until the world was completely destroyed, and then complete the last thing he could do... But what he never expected was that Athena would actually stand in front of him.

"Of course, as you can see."

Without hesitation or dodge, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Zeus. Looking into the eyes of the God King, Athena spoke softly:

"As you can see...I'm working against you."

…

In the illusory world, a battle breaks out on the sacred mountain. Although the God King, whose strength was greatly reduced, still occupies an absolute advantage, he can no longer win easily.

Even as time went by, the balance of victory kept tilting - of course, Athena couldn't win. But she wasn't trying to win against Zeus at this time.

The war in front of Mount Olympus continues, and the gods who have not yet died are still scattered on the earth.

They did not die in the immediate collision between the giant hand and the world, nor did they realize the nature of part of the world like the God King and Hermes did. They thought that this was the end of everything, the destruction of all things, so in the face of inevitable death, the gods naturally showed various aspects of life.

Some are desperate and crazy, venting their power, some kneeling down to pray, hoping that the Destroyer will spare him a favor, and naturally there are also some who are yelling and yelling at the sky.

Of course, there are also those who face it calmly and welcome the results. Just like now, when the world is on the verge of destruction, the ropes on the Caucasus Mountains have lost their power. Falling from the execution ground where he had been punished for thousands of years, what appeared in front of Prometheus was the world that was about to be destroyed, and the Poseidon, the king of the sea, pointing madly at the sky not far away.

In the original history, there was no East China Sea bathing in the sun, and naturally there was no endless eye of the sea. This prophetic wise man was chained to the mainland after deceiving the gods. His heart was cut open on the Caucasus Mountains, and his liver was eaten by an eagle.

It is eaten during the day and grows again at night, the cycle alternates and never ends. It has to be said that as eternal beings, the gods know very well how to punish their own kind.

After a long time, either because he was tired of scolding or because he finally realized that his actions were meaningless, Poseidon finally stopped.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky. The giant hand holding the world was just like the heaven and earth itself, treating all things as stupid dogs and paying no attention to him at all.

A huge feeling of fear arose in his heart, and the previous curses at the sky were actually just venting his inner fear. At this moment, Poseidon felt a little regretful. Maybe he just said something nice. Could the owner of the giant hand let him go?

"...Prometheus, what are you looking at!"

Fear, anger, uneasiness, regret... all kinds of emotions surged up one by one when facing death, and finally reached their peak when they saw the calm-looking Illuminati in the distance.

Why is Prometheus so indifferent when he is in such a mess? Isn't he afraid of death?

"Your Majesty Poseidon...I am also afraid of death."

Easily seeing what the other party was thinking, Prometheus shook his head.

In the distant sky, in the middle of the earth, the battle between the two gods is clearly visible, and equally visible is the phantom of a volume that is getting bigger and bigger.

It seems to exist and not exist, and no attack or damage can affect it, it just passes through it, as if it is just an phantom.

There are no mortal things on the earth anymore. They were wiped out long ago when the giant hand collided with the world.

"It's just that everything dies, sooner or later, even in the world."

"It's not today, it will be one day in the future. It's just that when faced with this irresistible ending... I just chose to accept it."

"madman!"

"Accept? I don't accept it!"

An angry curse once again aroused the fear in his heart. Under the trend of emotion, Poseidon mustered up all his remaining strength and stirred up the water of the four seas to roll up to the sky.

No matter what it is, at least give him a reaction... Even if it means killing him neatly, it is better than waiting for the torture of death.

However, under Poseidon's gaze, the giant hand that captured the world remained motionless, only maintaining the previous rhythm and slowly clenching it.

Everything is still the same as before.

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Time continues to pass, and all kinds of love and hatred are staged everywhere in this world at the end, but the shadow of the volume continues to expand.

It grew larger and larger, covering the earth, overturning the sky, and eventually became equal to the world itself, and was then restricted by the remaining power of the world.

Until a certain moment, with a crisp sound, under internal and external attacks, the world's last struggle ended. All civilizations and the past were frozen at this moment, and everything in the world collapsed into phantoms and became part of the artifact. And the giant hand that enveloped the world closed up and grasped the middle of the volume.

That's all.

"very good."

Nodding slightly, Ryan was satisfied with this.

It will take some time for this artifact to digest the gains, but the result is already determined. However, when holding the [History Book of Time], Ryan's eyes did not dwell on it for the first time.

Because in addition to the artifact, there is also a drop of 'liquid' left where the illusory world originally existed.

That is the foundation that formed the world before...the remaining traces of the divine power of creation.