Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

There are not many people in the team, and there are even fewer people who would raise objections.

So after discussing with his two companions respectively, Hercules decided to set sail.

The road to the Eye of the Sea is long and winding, and even Olyus, who has been there once, cannot guarantee that he will be able to come and go safely again.

After all, they used to be able to pass by the countries that believed in Poseidon and get supplies and assistance, but now, they have to avoid these places.

Hercules had no objection to this either.

Even though he still had a complicated attitude towards the gods, he had no doubt that the God King hated Prometheus.

"Tsk... So is this the source of power for this 'ship'?

Inside the 'Sea Whale Boat', several people stepped into it from the entrance.

Unlike the suffocation he imagined, Hercules couldn't feel any discomfort as the entrance behind him was closed.

There is no difference from the outside world, even the air is still fresh.

Looking at the interior furnishings, Amon, as a 'studious young man', was the first to express doubts.

"No matter how you look at it, this is just an ordinary furnace."

"So the so-called 'element crystallization' you put in before is the fuel for this furnace?"

Located approximately at the middle and rear side of the hull, a structure similar in shape to a furnace is placed directly in a semi-enclosed space.

It's just that there is neither fire nor temperature or cold inside it.

"I actually don't know much about alchemy, but if it's just this primitive 'element furnace', then I can indeed answer your questions."

"But before that, I want to ask you a question."

Stopping in front of the furnace and listening to Amon's question, Oreus couldn't help but sigh at the cycle of fate.

He had asked the same question before, and now, he was going to relay this explanation to the new crew members.

"As we all know, gods possess divine power and can change all things and influence rules."

"They can turn dead things into living things, and turn loess into oasis, and the origin of wizards is also related to this."

"It is rumored that the original magic power was created by the Goddess of the Magic Network imitating the divine power. The wizard used this to mobilize the elements and affect matter and spirit."

"But here comes the question. Is the essence of magic or divine power a manifestation of matter or a spiritual cycle?"

"...It should come from the soul."

After thinking for a moment, Hercules replied.

"I heard that for wizards, meditation is one of the ways for them to advance."

"So compared to matter, soul is more accurate."

"Yeah?"

Nodding slightly, Oreus was noncommittal.

He used to think so too, but this was obviously not the real answer.

"If the essence of magic and elements is spirituality, then why can they create strong winds, bring wind and snow, and even create water in the desert and let wood burn in the ocean?"

"Actually, no matter whether it is divine power or elements, they are not purely made of matter or spirituality, but are somewhere in between."

"They can be easily affected by it, and can also be transformed into corresponding existences under specific conditions."

"...Well, so this 'Elemental Furnace'..."

Heracles and Amon expressed their understanding of Oreus's explanation.

But whatever divine power and magic is, what does it have to do with their problems?

"That's what this furnace is for."

"It burns the element, which changes its form."

"Turn the elements into wind, so that this sealed ship can breathe without having to float; turn the elements into water, so that people can drink and rest."

"It can also bring pure energy to propel the rotation of the roulette wheel, thus allowing the sea whale boat to move forward on the seabed."

The principle was explained in detail, but Oreus didn't really understand the specific content.

For example, he still doesn't quite understand whether the water element turned into water, or whether it gathered the surrounding water in some form.

But that was all he knew, plus at most a guess he heard.

"This is the 'Forge of Elements', of course, what we see now is just an original version."

"It is said that the real thing is not like this, but a device that can not only turn elements into matter, but also turn matter into elements, and even return elements to a more essential energy state so that they can transform into each other."

"At that time, water will be earth and air will be stars."

"As long as you keep pouring seawater and soil into it, you can bring endless energy and matter."

"...It's indeed powerful, but it doesn't sound like something that has already been realized. If not, Silvermoon City should have already ruled the world."

The studious young man joked casually, and Hercules nodded in approval.

But at this moment, Amon felt that he was becoming more and more interested in alchemy.

Equivalent exchange is the most fundamental rule of all things in the world.

The random transformation of energy and matter, even God can only do part of it, and even if it can do it, it can only be done by knowing it and not knowing why.

As for the concept of fuzzy information and material energy, it is the power of creation.

To achieve this step with the strength of a mortal, even if it was just a guess, it was enough to surprise him.

I don’t know who the Goddess of the Magic Network is, and Hermes, the inventor of alchemy, is even more extraordinary...

"Tsk."

His eyes flickered slightly. As Amon, a survivor of Meng Village, he could only sigh at this.

But as Amon, the star god, he felt that he could still understand some deeper principles at a close distance.

Of course, Hermes might be a little dangerous. Although he didn't find anything wrong now, he was not in a hurry to do anything.

Now let's do things here first. As for the other side, let's wait until the power is restored a little before considering it.

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Click...

Buzz——

Hua...

As the buckle loosened, the huge box lost its connection with the land.

When the big ship called "Sea Whale Boat" fell into the sea, the originally slightly silent furnace finally lit up a faint light.     On the inner layer of the hull, the lines used to isolate the breath began to take effect, and the energy inside and outside was completely separated from then on.

Only the transmission between matter and matter continued, and the speed and direction of the ship could be changed through the transmission of gears.

Soon, the ship began to move.

It gradually went deep into the seabed and moved forward hundreds of cubits away from the water surface.

No one could have guessed that there was such a ship carrying living people sailing under the sea.

Even the passing fish only regarded it as some kind of reef moving in the sea.

And through the light reflected from the layers of mirrors, the crew members in the ship could see the scenery outside.

Even though he had experienced many great things, Hercules was still very curious about this rare sight.

However, novelty is only temporary, and repetitive things will only make people bored.

Even if the air in the hull is still fresh, and the food and water are fresh enough, as the days go by, boredom is inevitable.

This is how sailing in the classical era was, even if Hercules' situation was far better than that of other people of his time.

Even if he wanted to find an opponent to compete with, it would be difficult to do so in the depths of the sea.

Fortunately, he was not alone. Whether it was Ander's story or the interesting anecdotes of Orleans's travels, they could alleviate some boredom, which was more or less some consolation.

I don't know how long this kind of day lasted... until this day, just after breakfast, the great hero in the room suddenly heard a beautiful melody.

It can't be described in words, let alone how "beautiful" it is.

But Hercules knew that if he had to use something to describe the sound of nature, it would probably be this one possibility.

"Oleus, did you hear it?"

He shouted loudly, but got no response at all.

However, soon, Hercules found the location of Oleus.

In the spacious cabin, Oleus was walking forward with his eyes blankly.

His hand was slightly raised, and the position was pointing to the wheel that changed the direction of the ship.

"Oleus, what's wrong with you?"

With a frown on his brows, the great hero strode forward.

He pressed down Oleus's outstretched right hand tightly, but the other party still did not respond.

His face gradually changed from blank to smiling, as if he had seen something beautiful... At this moment, a voice came from behind Hercules.

"Let me do it, my powerful hero."

"Many times, brute force can't solve the problem."

Amon smiled and said.

He held a necklace in his hand, with faint starlight flickering on it.

"Amon, do you know what happened to Orleans?"

"He was bewildered. This is a spiritual bewilderment, but the interesting thing is that it does not rely on mysterious power to accomplish it."

Take a few steps forward and Amon hung the necklace around Orleans' neck.

Soon, the starlight on it began to flicker.

"This power is transmitted by the song, but it is not the power that makes the song extraordinary, but the song itself contains power."

"So the defense of this ship did not work - of course, it may also be that he does not understand the true ability of this ship."

"Of course, this is not difficult to solve, because I have the treasure left by the elders of Meng Village. Just as it can help us get in and out of the poisonous swamp, this song can't do anything to it..."

"-Look, he woke up."

As soon as the voice fell, Hercules saw that Orleans' eyes gradually regained clarity.

However, before he could ask a question, Orleans, who seemed to have just woken up from a dream, shouted out an unfamiliar word in surprise.

"Siren, it's a siren!"

"What?"

"Huh-I mean the siren, a demon that confuses passing ships with its singing."

Take a deep breath, and Orleans gradually calmed down.

He realized his current situation, and then explained with some apology: "Siren, no one knows their origin."

"Since shortly after the Typhon's calamity, their legend has been circulating on the sea."

"It is said that they use their singing to confuse the members of the passing ships, leading them to hit the reefs and huge waves."

"But logically, they should not appear here."

Somewhat puzzled, Oleus continued to explain: "I met them, on the previous route."

"But at that time, perhaps because of the protection of the gods, they could not do anything, and no one on our ship was in danger in the end... But this time I clearly changed a route, why did I encounter a group of sirens?"

"Maybe it's migration, maybe it's just luck, no matter why, we met them after all."

Speaking calmly, since he already understood the situation, the hero was no longer anxious.

The song in his ears was still beautiful, but he just felt sick.

Sure enough, no matter where he went, there were always demons that harmed people.

"Don't leave in a hurry, let me go up and take a look."

With a stern look, Hercules picked up the iron rod he brought on the ship.

"Since they want to find me, I'll go over and take a look."

"If it's really like you said..."

Although there was no god to test him this time, the hero didn't intend to turn a deaf ear to it.

If he didn't meet them, it would be fine. Since he met them, he would not let these so-called demons go.