Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Since the turn of the era, the world has never seen any trace of the golden apple.

The original storage was consumed by Zeus and his brother, and the newly born one became a prop for Moanda's reincarnation. Since she completed her reincarnation, she would not use her body to bear any fruit.

For plants, the result itself is an act of wasting power, even if the golden apple tree is the first plant in the world.

Moanda does not intend to follow this meaningless instinct. Even those who call themselves "dark elves", if it were not for the will of Erebus, she would not have the idea of ​​creating.

After all, although they did bring her a lot of faith, the goddess of life is actually the one who lacks faith the least among the Olympian gods.

Among the three gods worshipped in the Delphi Oracle, the earth mother who seems to give life to all spirits has always existed, but with the change of ownership of the [Life Aquarius], this fixed belief has also shifted.

That is to say, there is not only one will in the golden apple tree, but also a native one coexisting with Moanda, which leads to the fact that the material side of [life] and [plants] do not actually belong to her completely... Otherwise, whether Athena is the strongest under Zeus is probably a hard thing to say.

"Golden apple... It's really a miracle of creation!"

Although she had just tried to explore the origin of Moanda, Eris's eyes were still absent-minded for a moment when she looked at the treasure in front of her that exuded the breath of life.

This was also the first time she had personally come into contact with this legendary food, and she even felt that the records circulated among the gods might have underestimated its existence.

In her impression, the golden apple should only be used to reshape the body or injury of the gods, or to help the true gods quickly reach the upper limit allowed by the innate priesthood. This is already an extraordinary ability, but at this moment, Eris felt a desire.

Her intuition told her that this golden apple might have a more magical effect. I don't know if the rumor is wrong, or if it is different from the original ones?

"That's it." Nodding, the goddess of discord confirmed the existence of the golden apple: "Give it to me, according to the agreement, I will--hmm? What do you mean?"

Stepping forward, Eris was about to take it, but Moanda took a step back and avoided the grab.

"Are you going to break the agreement? I don't have any objection. After all, I didn't want to do this in the first place."

"That's not the case. It's just that as a member of Olympus, how could I 'give' the golden apple to the god of the underworld and let her stir up conflicts within the court of gods?"

Shaking his head, facing the questioning of the goddess of discord, Moanda just smiled.

She stroked the fruit in her hand, then gently threw it in front of Eris, throwing the golden fruit into the lake beside her.

The lake splashed a little, and Tantalus' tortured soul seemed to notice this scene, and he turned his head with difficulty.

However, he only saw a golden light falling into the water, but failed to notice the two gods who were close at hand.

"Since you took the initiative to choose to meet me here, I'll just follow your wishes - Eris, this golden apple was not given to you by me, but you took it away by yourself. Before I left the underworld, I left a golden apple for the dark elves, and the dragon mother guarded it herself, so-called sacrifice to the original god. But no one thought that a true god of the underworld would deliberately steal this divine fruit under the suggestion of Hades."

"She escaped from the pursuit with the help of the prison set up by the God King, and then took the golden apple to the sea. As for what she will do next, I don't know."

Turning around, as if Eris did not exist at all, Moanda described such a process lightly.

"The elves and dragon mother who lost the divine fruit were furious and were blamed by the original gods. They swore that this was a sacrifice that only the great dark lord could enjoy. No matter who stole it or where it fell, they would recover it."

"Whoever holds this golden apple is their enemy - of course, the enemy of the enemy is their friend. If the opponent is too powerful, they will have to find some helpers. This is what happened. The mortal who was punished by the gods noticed this incident accidentally. Isn't it reasonable?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Eris was once again stunned by the shamelessness of the gods on earth.

She thought that only Zeus, who secretly instructed her to harm her relatives, could do such a thing, but she didn't expect Moanda to say such words without changing her face.

Although most of the gods in the underworld hold the duties of discord, lies, and doom, they have rarely done similar things. It's just that mortals are afraid of them, so they make up all kinds of rumors.

"...What a high-sounding rhetoric."

"Anyway, my mission has been completed. The rest has nothing to do with me."

Ignoring the sarcasm of the goddess of discord, Moanda turned into a green light and flew in the direction from which he came.

Eris was surprised. She was still surprised. Although both of them were working gods sold to Zeus by the Lord of Darkness, the other party was really diligent in doing things and taking the blame. The enemy they faced was another primitive god...

Since the creation of the world, except for Gaia, the mother of the earth, no two great beings have ever had an endless hatred, and they would not give in until they were seriously injured and fell asleep, but ordinary true gods are different.

Although Moanda didn't know why Erebus and Zeus suddenly planned to start a war on earth, she didn't want to be the trigger. If Eris was smarter, she would also find a way to find someone to take the blame.

But what the other party plans to do has nothing to do with him after all. The chips promised by Erebus have been paid, and the force he wants to send has been prepared. He can also leave the underground with his body and completely belong to Olympus... Thinking of this, Moanda discovered that she was also considered Resold three times.

The god who gave him new life turned a blind eye to him and sold himself to the Lord of Darkness for an unknown price. After Erebus used her to create life, he sold her to the God King again, but he just didn't know. This time, how long can Zeus last?

No one knows the answer. In short, in the underworld, which is dominated by dark tones, a deal destined to be recorded in the history books was concluded.

The wedding banquet on the sea of ​​Punto Norris is still being prepared, and the stage has not yet been set up, but the preparations for the audience are already half done.

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Snapped--

"If I remember correctly, this is the third round..."

"Yes, it looks like the result is not good. The prince has already lost two games."

"It's hard to say. I still can't tell the result after two games. This game is getting more and more complicated. Maybe it's luck?"

"I don't know, but the woman who placed the bet said that there is a 'secret' in her game, and if someone can crack it, it can be regarded as winning."

"Who knows if it's true or not? Even for the riddle of the legendary big monster, the Sphinx, I haven't heard of a fixed solution. Every puzzle it creates is different. Same."

"It's hard to say... If Prince Odysseus can't win, perhaps only the goddess of wisdom can see through the mystery behind it."

…

There are more and more people in Acropolis. After all, this is not a large arena, it is just a street.

People outside couldn't see inside at all, as a dense wall of people blocked the place. Fortunately, there are many professionals among these onlookers, and they naturally have ways to solve this problem.

At this moment, all kinds of mystical eyes, birds that have concluded contracts, or other ways of snooping are densely scattered around the small streets, staring at the wide table in the center.

Gold coins are being placed on the table one by one, making a snapping sound. This is already Odysseus' third game.

"Your Highness, the wealth you brought out of the house seems to have been used up. If you can't win this round, I'm afraid there will be no chips to use."

After taking a sip of tea, I felt much clearer. Andrea glanced at the gold coins that had piled up into a hill out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but give advice.

This is already more than the tax revenue of a city in several years, and Qatar is not a famous big country. It is just an island country close to the Ionian Sea like Phoenicia.

You know, the changed gambling situation requires Odysseus to use an equal amount of wealth as a bargaining chip, which means an exponential jump.

"I know, but most of these are actually my gains from traveling to various countries over the years. I have never cared too much about the growth of wealth before..."

Taking a deep breath, the young prince's expression was already extremely serious. He carefully placed the next gold coin on the table. At this moment, six long rows were neatly arranged from left to right.

"My intuition tells me that the secret of this game is closely related to the order of moves, so your rules require that 'if you are not the one to arrange the gold coins, then it is up to you to decide who gets the first one.' But it's a pity, I I haven’t seen the mystery yet.”

Raising his hand to indicate that he was done, Odysseus stared at his opponent's expression.

Although he was very relaxed at first and even wanted to get acquainted with this beautiful girl named Leah, now he has regarded Andrea as a comparable opponent.

He noticed the other party's thinking, as if he was calculating something, and then took away the corresponding number of gold coins without hesitation, but unfortunately, he still failed to understand what the other party was calculating.

"Miss Leah, what are you going to do next? If no one can crack your game, will you spread it as a puzzle to the world?"

"I don't know, but at least I have no plans to reveal the mystery before the end of this conference."

While chatting, Andrea didn't know the prince's changing mind. After all, ever since she knew the algorithm of this game, she knew that she couldn't lose anyway. The only surprise was that someone saw it. The rules inside win in this way.

However, the human world of this era may have had some achievements in geometric composition due to the needs of architecture, but that is all. So after less than half a water clock, Andrea won the game again.

Crash--

Qiang——

When the third game ended, a large amount of wealth was dumped on the hill nearby, including even a very gorgeous-looking sword.

There was already a lot of sweat on Odysseus's face, and he looked solemnly at the empty table.

He had a vague feeling that the existence of this successive move seemed to maintain a kind of 'balance'. As long as this kind of 'balance' existed, he would not be able to win the game no matter what he did.

Logically speaking, he could have given up, but he happened to understand a little bit more, which made the prince unwilling to end it.

Touching the empty waist, maybe there was something on it, Odysseus gritted his teeth slightly.

"If I lose in the next round, I will bring you enough bets, and if we are enemies in the future, I will definitely give in to you three times."

"Then come on."

Andrea said nonchalantly and nodded.

So the fourth game began, and then ended naturally after half a water clock. The result was no different, and the little princess once again won the final victory.

Looking at the chattering crowd and Odysseus who was barely maintaining etiquette, Andrea showed a heartfelt smile.

The young prince was so distracted that he even forgot about the frustration of failure.

"Who else?"

Looking around, Andrea tried to speak in a calm tone.

You know...she has been waiting for this moment for a long time~