Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

"What is this?"

The crystal-clear leaves were exposed to the sun, emitting bursts of emerald green light.

Hermes felt a surge of active vitality in his heart just by being illuminated by this light.

Leaves of the golden apple tree? Impossible.

Although Hermes had not seen the golden apple in this real world, he had seen it more than once in the original virtual interface.

The ancestor of all plants in Chaos was indeed extraordinary, but the vitality it showed was far less than the one in front of him.

"This is the [Leaf of Nordrassil], Mr. Hermes, of course you have never seen it, because it does not belong to the human world."

"The great serpent of the courtyard planted the sacred tree that penetrated the nine hells in the soil full of sin, and finally bloomed a flower full of wisdom."

"And it, the leaf of the sacred tree, it carries the power of my Lord."

"With its assistance, the artifact of the goddess of fate is not so indestructible."

He smiled in response the moment before, and became pious and enthusiastic the next second.

In addition to making some minor changes to the origin of the leaves, Ryan acted like a true believer.

Of course, strictly speaking, he did not lie. After all, the sacred tree Nordrassil was indeed derived from the power of Yggdrasil. From the perspective of plants, there is nothing wrong with saying that they are the same thing.

And at this moment, this leaf carries the magic flame of the Midgard Serpent that destroys everything.

The power of the flame comes from the broken Muspelheim, and the carrier is a wisp of the eternal flame in Odin's treasure house.

As a relic of the old world, it is preserved in the new world, and it naturally contains a little concept of destruction and rebirth.

The Midgard Serpent finally integrated them together with its own power, giving it the power to burn the sky.

Hermes did not know these origins of it, but when Ryan gently urged the leaves, a trace of breath spread from it.

The Starlight Gate, which was originally difficult to maintain, shook violently, and even the dripping black water slowed down by three points.

"..."

"...Mr. Ivan, please allow me to pay my highest respects to the great Atrium Serpent... But forgive me, as a spellcaster, I have no intention of offering faith to that god..."

Hermes' heart was almost unable to maintain his expression.

He actually knew a little about the existence of the Atrium Serpent.

For hundreds of years, the Great Alchemist had encountered some lives that claimed to be demons, and out of curiosity and exploration, he had communicated with them cautiously.

This is a natural extraordinary life, with darkness and sin flowing in their blood.

What shocked Hermes the most at that time was that these demons claimed that they came from a world called Hell, which was not the same as Chaos's world.

There, there were two beings as powerful as the present God King. The Great Alchemist had also questioned it, but the turmoil in the underworld more than a decade ago undoubtedly confirmed what those demons said.

But unlike others, Hermes had a different view on that battle.

Perhaps because he had traveled through the virtual and real worlds, he also had a lot of experience in the operation of the interface force.

Zeus was at a disadvantage in the collision at that time, but this did not necessarily mean that there was really any difference in the strength of the two sides.

If it was under the cover of the power of the present world, perhaps the victory and defeat of the two sides would be reversed... But at this moment, looking at the leaves in front of him, Hermes instantly overturned his past suspicions.

If this is a divine artifact, it can't prove anything.

But a leaf full of life must have its source from a sacred tree of the same strength.

Feeling the vast and profound power, Hermes' back was covered with cold sweat.

It's not that he hasn't seen great divine power.

But this is the first time he has seen a sacred tree of great divine power.

And the sacred tree of this level is still unknown, which is beyond Hermes' imagination.

At this moment, he felt that he had really come to the wrong place.

"Ahem...Mr. Ivan."

"I suddenly remembered that I still have a way to solve my little trouble."

Stepping back slowly, Hermes explained carefully.

He wanted to solve the trouble brought to him by the goddess of fate, but this definitely did not include putting himself in a bigger trouble.

The great alchemist tried to leave with the intention of retreating.

However, at the moment he retreated, the emerald leaves also took a step forward, still floating steadily in front of Hermes.

"It's okay, Mr. Hermes."

"The great atrium snake is the lord of hell. Although he also has thousands of believers and countless lives worshiping his existence, compared to these, it cares more about a person's ability than faith."

"In fact, even if you can't recite a prayer, as long as you can perfectly execute the will of my lord, you are a saint favored by its will."

The smile remained, as if he didn't notice Hermes' retreat.

Ryan spread his hands and faced this talented great alchemist enthusiastically.

It has to be said that the evaluation of later generations is still very credible in many cases.

The legends about Hermes are no less than those about Zeus.

"Mr. Hermes, there is no need to refuse."

"Perhaps you have a good solution, but since we have the help of my Lord, why bother?"

"In fact, the great Midgard Serpent has long been concerned about your outstanding talent."

"Now that you have come to me in person, isn't this also a kind of fate involvement."

"..."

Fate involvement?

What a nonsense involvement!

I am suppressing a goddess of fate in my hand now. You suppressed a goddess of fate in the past, and maybe the third one will fall into your hands in the future.

Now you are talking to me about fate involvement, what a joke of the Age of Gods.

However, although I think this reason is ridiculous, at this moment, Hermes can't say no.

As a believer of God, although the guy in front of him claims that the Midgard Serpent doesn't care about faith, Hermes doesn't dare to really believe it.

In any case, the other party can't use the gods he believes in to make a lie.

In this way, Ryan said that he had been concerned by the ancient snake of the atrium for a long time, which was probably a real thing.

Damn... How could a great power, a great power that is not even in the human world, notice him, a small spellcaster who lives in Athens...

Hermes couldn't figure it out, but he had to accept the fact.

Because right in front of him, the brilliant divine leaf exuded dazzling brilliance.

The breath it released became clearer and clearer.

This is an invitation, but also a threat.

If Hermes accepts, this is a gift from the Lord of Hell to him.

But if he doesn't accept, this may be a punishment to destroy him.

No one can refuse the personal favor of the great one, even the most capable mortals.

Pandora in front of Gaia is like this, and Hermes at this moment is the same.

"... If this is the case, it really can't be better."

"Thank the great Lord of Hell for valuing me, and I will never let him down for helping me."

Taking a deep breath, Hermes took the [Leaf of Yggdrasil].

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At this point, regret is useless.

Perhaps from the day he came here from the virtual world, he was destined to face these troubles.

The goddess of fate, the king of gods Zeus, or some other existence.

And the world-destroying god who destroyed the virtual world and showed him a corner of alchemy...

Holding the divine leaf and looking at the figure in front of him, Hermes resisted the urge to punch him.

He was still too weak. If the [Gate of Truth] had been born in the world, he would never be so passive.

So since he must accept the "good intentions" of others, he must try his best to restore the power of the gods as soon as possible.

Even if it is still small in front of the great, it will have room for maneuvering.

"Mr. Ivan, I still have some questions about the use of this divine leaf."

Hermes quickly recovered his mentality and asked immediately.

Since he had the assistance of the great divine power, he must forge a rare creation in the world.

It will be a monument in the field of alchemy and an indispensable part of his future [Gate of Truth].

And then again... Didn't you say that the Serpent of the Courtyard only values ​​ability? Very good.

If you don't want me to leave today, then I hope that when I become a god, you will be a god by now.

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Boom——

The center of the island, the mouth of the nameless volcano.

Floating in the air, watching the endless fire gradually rising in the lava, Hermes took out the materials he had prepared one by one.

Lachesis's artifact, the ruler of destiny.

The prototype of the Gate of Truth, and the goddess of destiny locked in it.

The leaf of [Yggdrasil], which contains powerful vitality and the light of wisdom, is not inferior to the source of life.

And the memory from his past extracted by Hermes.

Perhaps because he is the only life in the virtual world that survived, Hermes has long discovered that his memory contains special power.

It's as if the destroyed world still exists in him and continues in some way.

Hermes has some guesses about this.

In his power, for the real world, matter, energy, information and everything can be transformed into each other.

His memory seems to be just a past, but perhaps it carries the power of His death.

But the virtual world is virtual after all, and His transformation is extremely limited, so the "legacy" he inherited is probably not much.

Just like the sea and the steam rising above it, the difference between the two is as big as the abyss.

Shaking his head slightly, no matter what the truth is, Hermes no longer thinks about it.

The Starlight Gate is now riddled with holes, and even if there is no magic fire rising from the crater, it is afraid that it has already broken into four pieces.

Now is the most appropriate time.

With a finger, the artifact, which still looks like a cane, fell into the deep crater.

The flames licked its cane, and the artifact began to restore its original appearance almost visible to the naked eye.

The scratches of time, the ancient symbols, and the dark gray ruler glowed.

It seemed to be aware of its own danger at the moment, and instinctively tried to get out of here.

However, in front of the blazing demonic fire, everything was in vain.

The indestructible shell began to soften, and black mist rose from the gray stone body.

The backlash carried by the master gradually left the artifact and floated towards the door of the Starlight Gate.

The milky white liquid kept rolling on the ruler. The true origin of the artifact could not be crushed.

Fortunately, Hermes had no intention of crushing it. He just wanted to turn it into the cornerstone of his creation.

The spirit was concentrated in one place. In the dark, the great alchemist felt that his state today was better than ever before.

The changes in the nature of things fluctuated in his mind, and inspiration was bursting every moment.

Until the sun was about to fall to the end of the west and the bright moon was about to rise, Hermes' spiritual hand began to dance.

The sun and the moon met, upside down.

He would create an unprecedented spectacle.

…

In the center of Navarin Island, seven days and seven nights passed quickly.

The runes arranged casually obscured the surroundings, making it difficult for nearby mortals to detect the movements they made.

Directly above the crater, the materials that were originally scattered had long disappeared.

There was only a huge black furnace left.