Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

Before Ryan stepped out of the Land of Eternal Night, the God of West Wind was more focused than ever.

The Land of Eternal Night, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, once again experienced fluctuations, which was a sign that someone was coming out of it. But no one knows who will come out of it.

Maybe it's a black dress, or maybe it's just a nymph.

Under Zeferos' nervous gaze, a wave of ripples flashed through, and Ryan and Hyupanos walked out of it one after another.

The fluctuations in the night gradually subsided. After waiting for a while and confirming that there was no third person, the God of the West Wind finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he was already thinking about how long he would have to hold on before confessing the existence of the God King if he was caught by Ms. Ye. In fact, this idea has come up many times over the past few hundred years. Fortunately, reality didn't give him a chance to make a choice.

"The Lord of the Spirit World is back, so I can return to the God King first. But why have I never seen the god next to him?"

There was some confusion, but soon Cheferos thought of the goddess of the dark moon whose origin was unknown, and the [Star Spreader] who had appeared in the starry sky.

No matter where the other party comes from, he only needs to wait for Ryan to return to the spirit world, and then return to the God King.

The position of the leader of the Four Wind Gods is in sight, and Zeferos can't wait to see it.

"Hmm? What's the sound?"

Suddenly, the God of West Wind felt that his spirit was a little fuzzy. Vaguely, he seemed to see a gray feather falling from the void.

He should be vigilant, but he didn't know when his thoughts had become sluggish. The pleasant melody rang in his ears, and Zeferos's eyes gradually closed.

The invisible wind returned to its original form, and the God of West Wind fell to the ground. In one encounter, this true god with weak divine power silently lost his resistance.

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Beside Ryan, Hypnos put away his flute.

Just now, he slowly played the melodious lullaby, and the power of sleep spread to all directions along the sound.

Apollo, the sun god in later generations, also had a lyre, with which he could play tunes that could confuse the gods. But in the hands of the real God of Sleep, his flute is undoubtedly more powerful than the harp given to Apollo by Hermes.

Along with the melodious melody, Hypnos fluttered his wings. On the light gray wings, illusory feathers quietly fell down and disappeared into the void.

The music was "sleep" and the feathers were "dreams". There was no warning at all. Zeferos in the sky just felt a wave of sleepiness coming over him, and then he lost consciousness while relaxing.

If you are tense and alert all the time, the power of the God of Sleep will be greatly reduced. But obviously, the God of West Wind had no idea that he would be discovered, let alone understood the power of sleep. So without any resistance, he was captured directly by Hypnos.

"Father God, how do you plan to punish him?"

Flying into the sky and capturing Zeferos, who had returned to his original form in his dream, Hypnos asked respectfully.

Like him, Fengshen also has a pair of wings on his back, but they are slightly shorter. In Chaos, although such winged gods are rare, there are still many, and they are also regarded as part of the mainstream gods.

"God of the West Wind."

Looking at the sleepy Zeferos in front of him, Ryan felt a little hesitant. He originally planned to take it into the spiritual world and seal the immortal god, but after a second thought, he gave up the idea.

Sealing a true god requires a constant consumption of power to offset the divine power he gained from his priesthood. Although this is nothing to the spiritual world, it does not mean anything.

As long as the god cannot be killed, Ryan feels that any purely physical punishment is meaningless.

"Some gods let the god of sin hold up the sky forever, and some gods let him push the boulder, and the cycle goes on and on, never ending."

After making a decision, Ryan stretched out his hand and lightly touched Zhifelos' forehead.

"Since you like peeping so much"

"Then as punishment, let's make you the worst peeper."

The authority flashed, and the 'wisdom' of the God of the West Wind was missing. Although he can still think, any ideas that come from him will have gaps.

At the same time, an uncertain fate silently enveloped Zeferos. Somewhere along the way, a change quietly occurred.

From now on, when the God of the West Wind hides his figure, there will definitely be flaws due to poor consideration. And even if the flaw is not discovered, all his actions will lead to an unknown ending due to fate.

If the original result is bad, then there will be no change. If the original result is good, then start over.

On the side, Hypnos folded his wings and watched this scene quietly. His expression was still respectful, but his heart felt cold.

For the evil god who is naturally indifferent to emotions, he doesn't care about physical punishment. In contrast, this method of influencing wisdom and destiny made him even more afraid.

"Let's go."

Throwing Cheferros on the ground, Ryan ignored him. He drew the space in front of him, and a silver door of light appeared. He stepped in, and Hypnos quickly followed.

The gods always thought that the dark moon was the entrance to the spiritual world, so the god king sent the wind god to monitor the underworld, but in fact, the dark moon was at most the main entrance.

In the entire world of Chaos, any place covered by the spiritual world can directly enter and exit the interface. But because Ryan has never had access to the spiritual world in this world, no god has ever discovered this in the past.

In a few steps, three layers of time and space barriers were passed through by Ryan one after another. The sacred mountain of Sinaia was 'not far away', but in the third spiritual world, Ryan stopped.

Until hundreds of years ago, there were no concrete things in the third spiritual world. Time and space are mixed, and life has no basis for existence. Only angels from the spiritual world occasionally pass by.

But at this moment, where Ryan was, that was not the case. From the outside, they were standing in the sky next to a hill.

Seeing Ryan stop, Xupenos also stopped. He looked at the surrounding environment. The space here was very small, less than a hundred miles in total. A few humans live in a distant place, and on a hill, a glowing divine figure is talking to a mortal on the ground.

"This is the third spiritual world and your future new home."

Slowly speaking of his arrangement, Ryan did not intend to bring Hypnos to his palace.

In fact, if Nyx hadn't come to his door, Ryan himself would have cultivated a true god in charge of dreams. But now that he had something ready-made, he gave up his original plan.

Now that Hypnos has been born, it's time to start working. Although he was only a day-old being, he was a god after all, so he probably wouldn't care.