Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

Nine Hells, atrium.

Two suns hang in the sky, and the shadow of the sky island is reflected on the ground.

In the basin in the center of the interface, the sapling has become a towering tree.

Like the world tree Yggdrasil, three thick roots extend out, one is inserted into the sacred spring under the tree, and the remaining two reach the third and seventh layers of hell.

Six branches are inserted into the void and disappear, and the remaining three are hanging from the crown.

Occasionally, a few green fruits can be found on it, but they are not yet ripe, just hidden between the leaves.

The sacred tree Nordrassil is rooted in the central axis of the Nine Hells.

In addition to the roots inserted into the sacred spring, the other two roots are densely covered with blood-colored veins.

They are beating like they have life, and dark red juice flows back to the trunk every moment.

Chaos, sin, filth... countless negative emotions are mixed with disorderly forces, and they even instinctively try to pollute this sacred tree that runs through the realm.

But when these juices follow the roots to the stump, another completely opposite force has been waiting for a long time.

The Fountain of Leonor, the Urd Fountain of the Nine Realms is its predecessor.

The third root of Nordrassil has been sipping its spring water, absorbing the vitality and purification of the divine power.

The essence of the divine spring goes straight up along the third root, and the milky white liquid and the dark red blood meet at the stump.

The filth gradually settles, and the pure points rise.

These energies containing a little bit of extreme source power go all the way up, nourishing the growth of the entire sacred tree.

After the last condensation of the sacred tree itself, these weak source powers are affected by the characteristics of the world tree.

It becomes more suitable for the realm to absorb, and then flows to the other side of the void along the growing branches.

It is like a machine that purifies filth, or an organ that produces nutrients for the world.

The sacred tree that had been soaked in the water of the Well of Samsara became the midpoint of the Nine Hells cycle, bringing new impetus to this world drifting in the abyss.

With its body entrenched at the edge of the world, the ancient snake's eyes quietly watched everything that happened in the atrium, and everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

In front of his eyes, this scene had been happening for a long time.

However, it was precisely because of the existence of this cycle that the two monarchs in the Nine Hells finally gradually stabilized their own power.

"... World Tree..."

"... It's really a miracle of creation..."

The grand idea floated in the air. From an objective point of view, although the opening of the Nine Hells was indeed a great idea, Tartarus's power was vast and profound enough.

But from the beginning, it was very difficult to support two great powers with only the power of the previous hell.

And in this, Asmodeus relied on his identity as the authentic lord of hell to barely cross this boundary, and the atrium snake even borrowed a lot of power from the sacred tree.

After all, as the former world tree of the Nine Realms and the only plant that Ryan has seen that has reached the realm of great divine power, Yggdrasil has extraordinary ability to stabilize the world.

It is with its help that only the three layers of hell have maintained the power of spiritual evil thoughts.

However, this state is ultimately dangerous, just like Gaia who almost fell into the realm or Zeus whose rituals were not complete. Although they are invincible in front of the weak, they are hard to win in front of the strong.

It was not until the establishment of the [Shura Field] that the growth of the Nine Hells finally got back on track.

Endless war, endless bloodshed.

Although the enemy is numerous and we are few, compared with the chaos of the abyss creatures, the devils of hell do have a lot of advantages.

In this process, every victory in the war not only enhances the power of the winner, but also represents a subtle reversal between the two interfaces.

And compared with the rewards for the winners of the [Shura Field] rules, hell has another way to utilize waste.

That is to drag the corpses of the demons to the place where the roots of Nordrassil are located, and pile up the bones into a mountain.

The demons use grand blood sacrifices to sacrifice their lords, and then the power of the blood sacrifice will follow the roots of the sacred tree to the courtyard, and after being purified by the [Spring of Leonor] and refined by Nordrassil, it will become the nourishment that nourishes the world.

And the initiator of the sacrifice belongs to which lord, and the object of their sacrifice is who. Under the effect of the true name, these refined powers will also belong to that lord and be used to strengthen his own territory.

So the demons with outstanding achievements will be promoted and rewarded, and those with insufficient abilities will be demoted and punished.

Nordrassil can draw some energy from it, which is used for its own growth and reproduction of leaves, turning into the cornerstone of the demon contract.

In the end, the lord who receives the sacrifice can enhance the power of the interface he controls, and in the final analysis, the growth of these interfaces is just adding bricks and tiles to the overall growth of the Nine Hells.

They will eventually become part of the power of the two monarchs, and then further resist the power of the abyss.

Accumulated soil forms a mountain, accumulated water forms an abyss.

Under the unique time flow rate of the abyss, a long time has already passed in the Nine Hells.

It is precisely because of the benefits obtained from it that the ancient snake has the leisure to show its power in the material world.

"Hehe... Poseidon, you can't stay here for much longer."

"Don't you plan to say something before leaving?"

"Use your poor brain, not your useless muscles. Maybe I'll let you go in a flash of inspiration."

In the sky of the courtyard, the malice almost overflowed from the pupils under the teasing tone.

The 'sun' in the sky shines on the crown of Nordrassil, where a disheveled figure is pierced through the spinal cord by the branches of the sacred tree.

The long blue hair spread out, covering Poseidon's hideous face.

However, hearing this voice, the response of the Sea King was only to curse.

"Shut up, monster!"

"The son of the world will not succumb to you twisted lackeys, and I, the Lord of the Sea, will never obey you crazy monsters!"

Poseidon looked miserable, but he had not been tortured since he was caught in hell.

At least compared with the god of stars Astraeus, his treatment at the moment can be said to be quite good.

But Poseidon obviously did not feel his luck. Although the gap in strength was like heaven and earth, the struggle of the Sea King never stopped.

Well... it seems that Poseidon's character is a little different. At least the Serpent of the Courtyard remembered very clearly that at the end of the Second Age, the other party was not so fearless when facing his "father".

So after a little probing, the ancient snake soon knew the reason due to the other party's very limited intelligence.

In Poseidon's eyes, he seemed to regard hell as an existence similar to the [Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood]. And a long time ago, when Ryan destroyed that illusory world, the God King seemed to have received some information and gave a seemingly plausible prophecy.

'Beware of outsiders' - there is only a fragmentary sentence, but there is no specific existence.

Before, since Typhon's death, because of the peace that has always been there, the gods have long forgotten it.

But as Poseidon came to hell in person, he seemed to believe that what Zeus said was probably related to the giant snake in front of him.

After all, the things created by the power of the [Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood] are more powerful than each other, and none of them are human-shaped.

After witnessing the fall of the sun god, Poseidon, who considered himself a member of the gods of the "Son of the World", was forced to become more motivated.

After all, the end of surrender is nothing more than being eroded. With Poseidon's character, it is better to curse.

"Hey, Lord of the Sea."

"Lord of the Sea who can only sow seeds, the only sea area he rules is given to him by others under the pressure of Zeus."

"Compared to your brother, you are also a waste."

Not caring about Poseidon's scolding, the ancient snake's counterattack hit the point. It sealed Poseidon's mouth and didn't give him a chance to reply.

It won't be long before he will go to his old father. No matter what he thinks now, he doesn't need to worry about it.

In terms of educating children, Asmodeus will probably find a way to correct his rebellious son's wrong ideas and give him a heart-wrenching lesson.

Turning his eyes away from Poseidon, the atrium snake habitually glanced at the third level of hell.

Hypnos still didn't come back, and no one knew where he ran off to.

The big snake was sure that the other party was not imprisoned. It was just that the connection between the two of them was cut off, and only a vague sense of induction remained.

"Hiss——"

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The Ring Courtyard Snake hissed softly and retracted his gaze.

Whether he didn't want to come back or encountered some trouble, there was no need to use Hypnos recently.

Then let him stay outside, and if there was something that needed to go out, he would be brought back.

"..."

"...Great..."

"..."

"...I..."

"Hmm?"

The voice of the creature's prayer came from a distant place, and unlike the occasional prayers received on weekdays, this was an exclusive "line" belonging to another "self".

With a slight movement of his mind, the Courtyard Snake lowered his head slightly and probed his will along the invisible line of faith.

If the other creature was on the other side, its behavior would be enough to instantly crush the other's soul.

But since the person in front of him is another "self", there is no need to worry about this problem.

"What's the matter?"

The mind passed through the layers of void, extending from hell to the material world.

The ancient snake noticed that there was another figure beside "himself", and there was a familiar breath on his hand.

[Golden Ring]...

After a slight pause, the snake of the courtyard immediately probed the void around Nordrassil with his mind.

There is a secret place near the treetops, with a secret library that is blocked layer by layer.

Long before the divinity left Chaos, some things that were not related to the operation of the spiritual world but might be used had already been transferred here in advance.

The poison that poisoned Poseidon and the leaves of Yggdrasil came from here, and the real [Golden Ring] was the same.

And as the ancient snake's mind probed in, the alchemical artifact with more symbolic meaning than practical meaning was just placed there, without any signs of loss.

"Ahem..."

In the human world, on Navarin Island, Hermes looked at the simple altar in front of him and was secretly surprised.

In his impression, the coming of the gods was not so simple.

Even if it did not involve the idea of ​​power, it was often only made of divine materials, and the statues that had been worshipped for hundreds of years could withstand their extended will.

In addition, no god can accept being neglected by his believers, so every call to the gods is often accompanied by a grand ceremony.

But at this moment, the grand idea that cannot be faked came across time and space, and the terrible power stirred the surrounding void.

It seems that this is really an existence that does not care about false reputation...

Surprised secretly, but facing the inquiry of the great divine power, Hermes did not dare to neglect it.

"Salute you-"

"The great snake surrounding the atrium."

"The earthly python that devours all souls."

"The origin and end of all worlds' sins-"

"I hereby request your saint to call you presumptuously, just to thank you for your help... For this, I am willing to offer you my most important thing."

"Tell me."

On the altar, the black time and space vortex shook slightly, and a voice as grand as the sky came from it.

Hermes reached out his hand and handed over a crystal stone.

It sealed his memory, about the shadow of the world's destruction, and when the illusory world was destroyed.

Of course, the Great Alchemist did some tricks in it.

He removed his own existence and disguised everything as a discovery after refining and sealing the goddess of fate.

It is certainly a terrible thing to lie in front of a great divine power. Once discovered, it will almost certainly lead to thunder and anger.

But if this is the memory "originally" "extracted" from someone else, then even if it is seen that there are traces of cutting, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

Moreover, Hermes asked himself that he had been studying the memory of living beings for a long time. In this regard, he has some experience.

And not only that, the Great Alchemist now also uses the power of authority.

Titan goddess, mother of the nine muses, ancestor of [memory] and [words], another lover of Zeus.

In this case, unless he happened to bump into the true god who controls [memory] in this world, there is really no possibility of being discovered.

"It's strange."

"The gods in the virtual world mostly exist in the real world."

"Even if something unexpected happens occasionally, it doesn't seem to be a very important existence."

"But as one of the twelve Titans, Mnemosyne in reality not only did not marry Zeus, but disappeared. Even in historical records, there is no content about her being the goddess of memory..."

I don't know why this is the case. Hermes didn't encounter any special problems when summoning the goddess projection.

So the authority of [Memory] in reality should still exist. As for where it is... Anyway, I won't happen to encounter it.