Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

The handle of the scissors was cold and hard at the reach of his hand.

He looked back, and although he saw nothing, the young prince seemed to still see Atropos's eyes full of arrogance and disdain.

So be it, since this is a gift from the other party, he has the right to deal with it.

As for the future recorded above, Paris believed that he would never forget it.

Instead of burying doubts in his heart, it is better to see it with his own eyes.

"Hu——"

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, the prince took out the black scissors from his clothes.

Without visions and decorations, Paris held the artifact that could cut off his fate, and then took out the cloth that reflected his future.

Click——

A cut fell, and when the cloth scattered into silk threads, when the silk threads were hammered into the water, the prince reached out and touched the water surface.

The next moment, he was swallowed by the surging pool of water.

"——Wait!"

"Paris, what did you do?"

Almost at the same time, a sharp shout came from afar.

The moment the scissors touched the thread, Atropos realized what had happened.

Heart-piercing pain struck her heart. As the goddess of fate, she should not have shown the future to the other party.

But in order to correct the deflected trajectory, Atropos had to make concessions.

However, even so, her ultimate goal was still to get everything back on track, rather than leading to a greater deviation.

But if Paris knew everything, would he still follow the path he arranged?

Wow——

"No——!"

The prince's figure disappeared in the water, and the goddess of fate who came from a distance looked at the place where he disappeared painfully.

At this moment, no matter how unwilling he was to accept it, Atropos could only face reality.

Besides, there was also him...

He raised his head stiffly, and his old face was full of anger and suspicion.

Is this a trap? Who dares to plot fate?

In addition to the three goddesses of Mount Nissa, who else can interfere with the power of fate?

"Who are you, and what is your relationship with the Night Mother?"

"No matter who instructed you, I hope you can understand that those who try to distort fate will inevitably be punished by fate."

"Even the three phases of the eternal night cannot change the destined laws!"

The cane hit the ground fiercely. Until this moment, Atropos was still trying to save it.

However, sitting on the stone by the pond, Ryan just shook his head gently.

"Are you so anxious to reveal what you have concealed?"

"Since we have embarked on different paths, why not accept its differences."

Turning slightly, looking at the ugly goddess of fate, Ryan issued his first and last invitation to her.

"Let go of your defense of destiny. As the goddess of fate, you are just the agent of Chaos's fate."

"You have never been fate, and fate has never really given itself to you."

"What is the difference between you and Paris to Him?"

"Changing a script, changing a path, may be another way out... Try to use the power you have to influence Him, how about starting with Paris?"

"If you are willing, let everything in heaven and earth bear witness for me. I can let Him impose the backlash of fate on you on me."

It's not a lie, it's not a deception.

Ryan doesn't need to lie to Atropos.

If she is willing to choose to believe, then Ryan is really willing to use his human body to bear the curse of fate on her.

Even all this has been prepared long before the ancient years... From the time when the sacred mountain of Sinaia rose, from the time when he gave his palace such a name.

Ryan knew that sooner or later he would have a connection with the goddess of fate. (See 2-6)

She stretched out her hand, not minding the wrinkled, smelly body of the other person.

All this was caused by the backlash of fate, and it could also disappear because of the elimination of the backlash.

However, facing Ryan's outstretched hand, Atropos raised his cane in disgust and hit it hard.

Snap!

"Enough, who do you think you are? How dare you say you can change the trajectory of fate!"

"From the beginning to the end, the order of all things originates from this. No one can change Him, and no one is an exception!"

Without the slightest trust, the goddess of fate would not believe that anyone could bear the backlash of fate for her.

She just felt that Ryan was laughing at her, trying to ridicule her ugly appearance when facing hope and disappointment.

In the long river of the fate of all living beings, Atropos had seen similar things more than once.

So she pushed Ryan's hand away mercilessly, and then turned around and prepared to leave.

This time she made a mistake, but it was just that she didn't know that someone dared to interfere with fate.

However, even an outer god like the mother tree still needs to rely on the destined Typhon to show his power in the world.

Except for the untraceable source that caused Chaos's fate to be disturbed, anyone who opposes Him will only be punished by Him in equal measure...

"Hmm?"

Shocked, at this moment, Atropos realized something.

She had never understood before, with the lessons of the past gods still in front of her, who dared to make things difficult for her.

However, at this moment, the goddess of fate suddenly remembered.

It seems that there is indeed something in this world that can do this, and it has even been doing it until today.

He is a black hole in the web of fate, swallowing all the light that approaches; he is also the eye of water in the river of fate, swallowing the water continuously.

All the changes in Chaos' fate so far have a source.

Although the goddesses of fate have been covering up fate, what they really want to do is to find this source.

"No, you, you are——"

Her eyes widened and she spoke subconsciously.

At this moment, Atropos was extremely excited.

Although the three goddesses of fate had different opinions on the source of all the disturbances.

But as their eldest sister, Atropos only wanted to do one thing.

That is to find Him, and then use herself as a carrier to carry the true power of fate without limit.

As the goddess of fate, Atropos can do this when fate itself is under great threat.

In the face of this supreme power, no matter how deep the loopholes are, they will be completely filled.

Maintaining fate and becoming a tool for its power manifestation at critical moments is the value of the existence of the goddess of fate.

After all, fate itself will not kill anyone, but the hand of fate can; just as the laws of the world will not directly attack any god, but the king of gods can.

"I found you!"

Surprise surged in my heart. If I really found the source of everything, then maybe I can really be liberated.

Thinking quickly, Atropos couldn't help but take a step forward excitedly.

However, before she could do anything, accompanied by a long sigh, the old and ugly face was completely frozen there.

The nameless pool glowed slightly, and Paris's existence reflected a shadow in it.

The black scissors exuded the fluctuation of cutting off fate, and the silk thread given by Atropos swirled and danced, reflecting another identical goddess of fate in the reflection.

It's just that her appearance is a little dull, and anyone can easily detect the problem.

But people can detect the problem, but the rules can't.

So a certain power is just a flash, and it returns to normal because of the "safety" of the goddess of fate.

Standing up from the bluestone, Ryan retracted his hand that he had extended before, and it was a little funny for a moment.

This was the first time in his life that a god was hit directly in the body, and the opponent was the goddess of fate who might not be able to beat a mortal, and the weapon was an ordinary cane.

"I'm sorry, Atropos, you still rejected my kindness."

"In that case, I have to use the most troublesome method."

Slowly walking forward, Ryan walked to the position one step in front of the goddess of fate.

He knew what Atropos wanted to do just now, which was why he had to deal with the goddess of fate.

Whether it was the God King or the Goddess of Fate, they could become the carriers of some truly powerful forces to a certain extent at a critical moment.

It was for this reason that Ryan needed all the "good medicine" against them.

It's just that the position of the God King has the "destined" "next generation" God King to target, but the Goddess of Fate does not have the "next generation of Goddess of Fate defined by order".

So he couldn't use his own rules to fight, so he could only go on the field himself.

"...You...will...regret...it..."

"...Even...if...you...imprison...me..."

"...I...still...have...a...sister..."

"...and...you...imprison...fate..."

"...will...also...be...backfired..."

A vague thought came out from the still body, and Atropos seemed to be recovering the ability to move little by little.

In any case, as the goddess of fate, although she has almost no power to influence others, it is also difficult for others to influence her.

Ryan's trick is only temporary, and only her own power can truly imprison herself.

And Ryan also knows that even if she does this, she will still have to pay an equal price.

This is fate, a power that has always made him feel cautious and fearful.

Ryan even once doubted whether he changed fate itself, or just stood on the side of fate to help Him defeat the other side that belongs to the realm of the present world and whose trajectory is destined to be unchangeable.

But no matter what, since he did this, Ryan has made all preparations.

Splash...

"Wizard, die!"

With a splash of water, Paris jumped out of the pool.

Not knowing what he saw, the young prince angrily pointed the black scissors at its original owner.

This is the artifact that Atropos personally handed to Pallas, but at this moment, just like the god of death who was once bound by his own chains, when the scissors entered the body, the goddess of fate who was still struggling instantly stopped moving.

All that was left was the eyes containing resentment and curses, still staring at Ryan.

"I know what you are thinking. I guide Pallas to 'kill' you, and one day, I will also be 'killed'."

"Of course, I can try to postpone it, or even delay its arrival indefinitely - but don't worry, I never intend to do so."

"Beyond power, for the existence that truly transcends everything, death is just a dream."

"And when the dream wakes up... He will return to the world in another way."

Ryan reached out and tried to close Atropos' eyes, but he failed.

So with a low laugh, Ryan dug out the eyes of the goddess of fate.

In some ways, fate is indeed fair.

Atropos tried to use Paris to achieve her goal, so she failed.

She hit Ryan's arm with her cane, so she will lose her eyes forever.

From then on, the blind witches lived up to their name, because their ancestors were no different from them.

"Mr. Paris, it looks like you have gained a lot."

Atropos's eyes and heart were bleeding, but Ryan no longer cared about her.

The first of the three goddesses of fate ended here.

Now, only Paris is left.

PS: No, I sleep during the day. Do you sleep during the day? There are still people at five o'clock, emmm