Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

Under the moonlight, the sea surface was silvery white.

The waves were rising, and I was immersed in a half-dream.

Like mortals, wandering in the ocean of dreams, Poseidon has no idea whether it is reality or fiction.

Standing on the imaginary Mount Olympus, he walked step by step up to the highest throne in the Golden Palace.

Zeus, whose face was blurred, was looking at him unwillingly, but he could only hand over the rights in his hands.

Yes, this is Poseidon's dream.

If he had to choose one thing he wanted to achieve most, it would probably be to sit on the throne of the God King.

The heart rate gradually increased, and at this moment, Poseidon felt that his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.

"..."

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

"That big blue guy...you seem to be in trouble."

"Um?"

Wei Wei was stunned. If he suddenly heard such a sound in reality, Poseidon would be instantly alert, but this was his dream.

Dreams are absurd and illogical, even for gods.

So Poseidon didn't have any drastic reaction, he just looked for fame and passed by.

In a corner of the Golden Palace, in a painting hanging on the wall, Poseidon saw a white dragon.

The two looked at each other, and for some reason, Poseidon began to feel a little irritable.

The tension rose quietly, and the Poseidon in the dream couldn't help but stand up suddenly.

His thinking was still confused, but Poseidon still subconsciously maintained his identity in the dream.

"It's a joke. Even Zeus is no match for me. What kind of trouble can hurt me in this world?"

"It's just alarmism, Fanwu... I think you are the one who got into trouble."

"This is Olympus, and I am the master here."

"Since you have seen the God King...why don't you worship?!"

"..."

The voice became louder and louder, and the echoes echoed around the Golden Palace.

The entire sacred mountain seemed to be shaking, reflecting the power of the Poseidon.

However, in front of Poseidon, the white dragon just tilted his head, his crystal eyes reflecting confusion.

She didn't know what the other person was talking about. She just felt the aura of a familiar guy she only met once in her dream.

Through the reflection in his pupils, Bai Long vaguely saw a young man with gray wings, who seemed to be giving the blue-haired guy a meaningful smile.

"Well..."

"Okay, since you asked, I'll leave, but I'll accept your dream."

The childish voice sounded like singing, and Bailong shook his head.

She turned around and disappeared into the vast ocean in the painting, leaving Poseidon alone here, staring blankly at the place where the white dragon disappeared.

"...?"

Suddenly appearing and then disappearing again, Poseidon in the dream didn't know what happened, but the panic in his heart became more and more serious.

The memory in dreams never lasts longer than three seconds, so Poseidon quickly put this episode behind him.

He searched in vain, but could never find the reason for his panic.

Gray-white feathers fell from the sky, like chains, firmly stabilizing this imagined Olympus.

No matter how strong the warning sign in his heart was, Poseidon never woke up and returned.

God's instinct is not omnipotent, at least not against the actual power of another god.

So in the illusory dream, Poseidon continued to indulge.

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"That dragon..."

Reality, above the tide.

His eyes flickered slightly. Just now, using Poseidon as a medium, Hypnos also felt a familiar power.

[Dreamland], that was originally his domain, so is this dragon the new manager of the third level spiritual world?

If it hadn't been for the matter at hand, Hypnos would have definitely met the dragon.

However, in just a moment, he escaped into the vast sea of ​​dreams again.

"There will be opportunities in the future."

"Now, I'd better deal with you first... Poseidon."

Staring at the scattered phantom mist, he calmed down.

The God of Sleep lowered his eyelids slightly and was extremely cautious.

Right in front of his eyes, the next moment, the poisonous mist that could corrode the space fell, and finally touched the skirt of the Sea Emperor's clothes.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

There was no movement at all, as if there was life. Along the seven orifices where the Sea King was sleeping, a hazy mist penetrated into it.

Hypnos saw it with his own eyes, as if millions of years had passed in an instant.

Poseidon's facial features began to rot, turn yellow, and gradually fester and collapse.

At first, the sleeping Poseidon seemed to have no sense, and his senses seemed to be paralyzed.

Until this rot continued to propagate towards his internal organs and bones, and even began to corrode the relatives closest to him by blood along a certain path.

"..."

"……Well……

"Ahhhhhh-"

The pain finally invaded his mind, and he opened his eyes in an instant. The pain that penetrated his bones instantly broke the limit of Hypnos' power.

The first moment he woke up, Poseidon tried to find his enemy.

However, at this moment, Poseidon no longer has an 'eye'.

Above the vast sea, the faceless gods howled miserably.

His facial features have long since peeled off, and even though the essence of the sea is constantly repairing his wounds, the white bones full of divinity are still decaying and yellowing visible to the naked eye.

The corner of his eye twitched slightly, and Hypnos hid his whereabouts and watched the horrifying scene quietly.

Because he knew that this was not the time for him to play.

With the power at this moment, Poseidon's body was destined to be corroded by this terrible poison.

And he could only make one choice.

"Ah-who is it! Who is it!"

"You dare to plot against me, but you dare not stand up?"

"Come out, come out!!!"

The bloody face opened and closed, and Poseidon roared angrily, but there was only his voice on the vast sea.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the roar of the Sea King never had any result.

At a certain moment, I don't know whether he regained his sanity or gave up struggling completely. The Sea King, who had been corroded by the poison and half of his body, suddenly stood still on the sea, and the poison that was originally unstoppable also stopped the erosion.

Turning around slowly, even without eyes, Poseidon also "looked" in the direction of the god of sleep.

At this moment, it was as if some terrible power had returned to the world, and the whole sea was quiet.

Whether it was Pontos sleeping on the seabed or the Lord of the Ocean in the distant sea, they all felt this power coming from the southeast of the world at almost the same time.

After so many years, Poseidon once again used the power of God in the world.

And this time, he had no reservations.

"Hehehehahahaha..."

"Okay... okay!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

"No matter who it is, no matter who you are!"

"I want you to pay!"

The extreme emotion is the extreme power of the innate god.

Only the most extreme emotions can make them closest to the primitive and instinct.

Even if they can't see it, Poseidon still locked the position of the god of sleep.

He didn't know who the other party was and why he wanted to plot against him, but he didn't care anymore.

No one, no one could humiliate him like this.

Even if he was suppressed under the sea for 10,000 years, even if he killed 10,000 enemies and lost 30,000 of his own, Poseidon would make this madman pay the price!

Clang——

Under the endless infusion of powerful divine power, the [Trident of the Sea King] clanged.

Endless waves rolled on the sea. In just a moment, more than one island in the entire East China Sea was overturned.

Carrying the momentum of half of the East China Sea, it condensed the power to shake the earth.

The sharp artifact tore through everything in front of it and moved forward in the direction of Hypnos.

"Give me - die!"

A loud shout resounded through the ground and the sky.

And facing the artifact that tore through the air, the god of sleep was moved.

Before, he had heard a lot of jokes about Poseidon. But at least with this blow, even if he could use divine power, this force was enough to injure himself.

"Extreme emotions, extreme power, this is the innate divine spirit born with divine power..."

"Unfortunately, in front of truly unrivaled power, what can your anger change?"

Without dodging, or even moving a step, Hypnos just looked at the cold light of the trident.

The space of the present world twisted slowly in front of it, but the god of sleep was not panicked at all.

The next moment, right in front of Hypnos, the space of the present world shattered.

An indescribable shadow slid down from it and collided with the tip of the Poseidon artifact.

There was no earth-shattering sound, no colorful vision.

There was only the instantly disintegrating body of Poseidon and the indelible divinity attached to the trident.

Ka...

Boom——

Not only thousands of miles away, at this moment, all the temples that believed in Poseidon collapsed almost at the same moment.

In the Kingdom of Pylos, where the blood of the Poseidon remained, a flood surged onto the island and an earthquake occurred instantly.

This is not the behavior of the Lord of Hell. He has no eyes for those mortals. At least when the extreme emotions of the innate gods are defeated, his authority will also be shaken.

And the next moment, in Hypnos's perception, the laws of the world finally fell.

It's just that the part that should have fallen on Poseidon instantly shifted its target.

Things have priorities, and for the laws of the world, things that are worthy of his attention are also divided into priorities.

The Sea King who violates the order will certainly be punished by the rigid rules, but right here, something that needs to be suppressed and rejected by him has emerged.

"Now..."

The cold voice sounded in Hypnos' ears, and the god of sleep had no time to respond, and he took a step forward immediately.

His own divine power and the power of the lord of the third layer of hell were combined and released by him without reservation.

For the laws of the world, just like Poseidon, he couldn't take care of himself at this moment, so Hypnos was not afraid at all.

What really made him dare not neglect was, of course, the boundless supreme power that rose up from the east of the earth almost the next moment.

"How dare you come to the world!"

The God King had not arrived yet, but his voice had arrived.

Without time to think, Hypnos stretched out his hand to grab the trident.

However, at this moment, the Sea King, who had just been severely injured, suddenly burst out with a powerful divine power again, making the God of Sleep slow down his movements.

Whoosh--

The next moment, the outstretched right hand clenched and clasped together.

As expected, Poseidon's "existence" was held in Hypnos' hand.

Although his divine body was obliterated, this was the combination of his divine duties and immortal essence.

However, in this short moment, the power of Poseidon finally produced some effect.

Right in front of the god of sleep, the [Trident of Poseidon] broke through the air and went in the direction he originally wanted to go.