Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Chapter 335 The Lost... and the Long Silence

Half a day passed, and in the palace of the Ocean God, a secret conversation that no one knew about began and ended.

Under the full force of the Dark Lord, time and fate were isolated, and the laws of all things could not be seen. Everything here was hidden, and even the present world itself could not detect what was happening here.

This was more stringent than when the secrets of the Silver Humans were covered in the Second Age, because Erebus did not understand the authority of the God King, and he was not very clear about how closely Zeus was now related to the present order.

Although strictly speaking, he was actually looking for and creating teammates for him, just as Erebus had planned long ago, he was not really going to help Zeus, and his means of creating helpers were definitely not acceptable to the God King.

And this is exactly why the Dark Lord did not take action until recently, because the abnormal turbulence and passage of the world's power did make many things much easier, turning the impossible into possible. When the power is poured into the outside world, the induction of the inside will naturally decrease.

"It seems that you have also realized what you need most. In comparison, it's no big deal to have two more enemies who are already on bad terms. After all, before, you didn't even qualify to be an enemy."

After the secret talk, Erebus finally showed a satisfied smile.

The first stop after leaving Zeus was so smooth, which made him feel very good.

It is said that mortals who are superstitious about fate believe that a good start often brings luck to subsequent things. He doesn't know much about fate, but he is willing to believe that this is a good sign.

"... Maybe, I just don't know what role I play in your plan, or in your plan for the future world?"

The tone was a little self-deprecating, and the look was a little tired, not physically, but mentally.

Okeanos didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, but he was still moved by it, but when he thought of the price he had to pay for it, he hesitated.

Erebus did not tell the whole plan, but the part that involved him made the Ocean God feel terrified, which made him think of some things that happened a long time ago... Fortunately, they are all in the past.

"Of course, I want to play the role of the supreme ruler of the ocean and water. Isn't this exactly what you want... Besides, I didn't ask you to do anything, Oceanus. I just told you what I was going to do. As for whether you do it or not, I can't force you to do it. After all, you can regret it at any time, and I can't ask you to swear to the Styx."

"But my dear nephew, this world is so big, and there are only so many positions. If you get more, others will inevitably get less. This is something that cannot be changed. Then as long as you still want to move forward, you will definitely have grievances with others, just like the path I described to you - you can choose not to do it, but you know very well that every time you do something, you will become stronger, and when you finish it, you will get what you want, and of course, you will have more corresponding enemies."

"To go or not, it's all up to you. I'm not the god of the sea, and no other god of the sea has a more unique opportunity than you."

The Lord of Darkness spoke calmly, and he actually didn't think much of his indecisive nephew.

In fact, from the fact that he chose to have many children and make many relatives, we can know what kind of god he is, but I am not worried that he will refuse.

The conspiracy will be exposed, the calculation will be discovered, but at this moment, I am wholeheartedly thinking about him and analyzing the future path. As for the troubles that will be brought about in this process, isn’t that justified?

"There is no eternal enemy, Oceanus. As long as you can achieve your wish, you must make a choice - or are you willing to entrust your fate to Zeus? At least you should be glad that you still have a choice, while more people have no chance to choose at all."

"...Huh - maybe."

Sighing, Oceanus finally confirmed:

"I believe you can do everything else. As a primitive god who lives with the world, your power is unquestionable. But there is one thing, I remember that in the past years, only the God King could lock the gods into the abyss."

"How can you do it, send a god of the Olympian pantheon into Tartarus, and then make him unable to be released by Zeus?"

"This is my business. As I said, you can regret it at any time, right?"

With a faint smile, Erebus did not explain.

The abyss was also a stop he expected, but it was not the first few targets. Because he didn't know that much about it.

It rejected the entry of great divine power, especially since the Third Age. But at least there was one thing he was relatively clear about.

At the end of the Second Age, Kronos abandoned everything and opened up a boundary in the abyss. He saw it with his own eyes with the power left in the soul of the silver human. The other driving force behind it was Ryan, so in a sense, the spirit world and the abyss should be considered enemies.

Over the years, those lives called demons have dealt with the outside world a lot, and he also learned about some of the changes there in recent years.

The abyss gave birth to life, and even fought against each other with the interface opened by Cronus... These were all unexpected and reasonable things. Comparing the information he had obtained, he also further confirmed how the interface called hell was opened-by stealing the power of Tartarus.

But this in turn proves that the idea of ​​opening up the world and absorbing the growth of the original realm of gods is feasible. Cronus could only tear each other apart from the unconscious abyss and spend a long time eating away at it, because after all, he was not a primitive god, but he did not need these... Of course, those are all things for later.

For Erebus now, he has already made preparations beforehand and afterward, but the right time is just missing.

"That's it. You still have a lot of time to hesitate. But I hope that by the time the opportunity comes, you will have made the final decision."

After saying this, he waved his long sleeves, and the figure in the shadow disappeared as quietly as when he came, leaving Oceanus alone in his palace.

He had nothing more to say, so time would tell the rest.

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In the blink of an eye, from the outer sea to the inner sea, Erebus, who left the River of the World, crossed this long distance and came to the Ionian Sea.

The kingdom of mankind is not far away on a large island, and some ships are cruising offshore. But the reason why Erebus came here was that it was relatively close to the Sea of ​​Pontonoris.

Zeus was still there, and he was in no hurry to get there. After considering his preparations again, Erebus repeated the only condition he lacked.

"An opportunity."

Or rather, the timing of his death.

Although he is already working hard for this, he actually doesn't know whether Ryan can provide this opportunity. Because the opponent has never shown such invincibility and strong dominance before, and it has never made him feel invincible. In the last battle between the two sides, they only missed by a negligible margin.

So if it’s just Ryan like this... can he really ‘kill’ him?

"It doesn't matter, I never put all my money on it. One of you and Zeus, or the spiritual world and the real world, must win."

With a faint smile, the Lord of Darkness felt that the problem was not big.

Oceanus is only the first, but he will never be the last. He will gather all the helpers he can find one by one, and then create an opportunity and a reason to weigh himself with them. Let’s take a look at how many cards Ryan has left, or what he shows is all he has.

If he can really fight against the lineup he envisioned on his own, then there is no doubt that such an invincible power will definitely tear him apart - and then he will 'die' himself and let him continue to conform to the laws of the world. Let's fight it out. After all, the God King is also a member of the lineup. He doesn't believe that Ryan, who killed Zeus, can still live in peace with the world as it is now.

But if you can't... then it's not a big deal. Many existences will wipe out all traces outside the spirit world, and then form hatred with Ryan, and he is just one of them. When that time comes, the Lord of Darkness will activate the backup option - and it will be Zeus again.

"If you think about it this way, it seems that no matter which option you choose, the God King will definitely be unlucky."

"But it's normal... I am the master of the Lightless Realm, Ryan is the master of the spirit world, and even Cronus has now become the master of hell. But only the God King has never been the master of this world and destiny. "

Looking at the colorful lights on the sea of ​​Pontonoris, Erebus felt a little regretful. He heard that Ryan liked to paint, but unfortunately, he was not very good at it.

Otherwise, he must paint a painting to commemorate Zeus, like [The Last Wedding] or [The Feast of the Golden Apples] would be good.

"That day will be the end of the Third Era, and once again the God-King will lose his throne. I just don't know who will be the fourth God-King?"

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It is late autumn, 852 years of the New Calendar.

God’s attention is concentrated on the sea, but some are at the wedding and some are on the long river. Human beings gathered around Athens, waiting for an audio-visual feast to determine the winner who was destined to be famous all over the world.

As a year that is about to go down in history, just like 1914 and 1931 in later generations, it not only attracted the attention of gods and men on a practical level, but also caused ripples in the field of destiny.

At this moment, when the competition was just beginning to select its topic, various colored brands were lifted up in the hands of tens of thousands of spectators in the trapezoidal auditorium. Twelve numbers emerged in mid-air, recording the number of brands of different colors.

This is not image recognition, but a simple application of alchemy, because everyone's voting signs are placed in a simple mechanical structure. Only one can be selected at a time, and the next one can be picked up only after putting down the previous one. Through the transmission structure, one can easily calculate how many people lift each sign.

Sitting in a remote corner, Iapitus looked at the lively crowd with interest.

In the past, competitions and competitions were not uncommon, but they were the stage for heroes and wise men. The audience could only cheer and watch, but now the design of Athens is truly pioneering, making people surprised and pleasantly surprised to be able to participate.

Iapetus was no exception. He was holding a black sign and enthusiastically joined the noisy crowd.

"It's really changing with each passing day. I still remember that humans in the past would only kowtow to each god and worship, and their leaders would carry huge stones to build temples for the gods. Time flies, so many years have passed..."

Iapetus, the god of speech, had a lot to do with the birth of mankind in the first place, and his eldest son Prometheus was the creator of bronze mankind.

Since creating the Silver Generation together with Gaia, this ancient Titan has been living in seclusion in his own place and no longer participates in the affairs among the gods. Even if one of his descendants is imprisoned and the other goes to support the sky, he turns a blind eye to this.

But perhaps because a person's life is too boring, he often turns into a human and comes to experience life in the realm of mortals.

As for this time... maybe it was because he had been invisible pull after having glimpsed his destiny, maybe it was simply because as the god of speech, Iapitus liked this kind of occasion where wise men debated. In short, he came to the human world again, and came to In this arena.

He was in a good mood. After all, the once weakest Titan had become stronger with the increase in intelligent life - well, he was still the weakest.

After all, Mnemosyne, the second-to-last weakest, has no idea where she went, and the remaining first-generation Titans are basically gods with powerful divine power. Even if Hyperion, who has turned into eight hundred petals, can survive, [Sun] will not be able to match [Speech] in the field of combat.

But for Iapetus, he didn't intend to fight anyway, it didn't matter whether he was strong or not. There is nothing better than a day like this——

"Um?"

Suddenly, Iapitus' figure froze for a moment, he couldn't believe what he saw.

He took a deep breath and looked there again. But this time, he saw nothing.

"Huh—it turns out I saw it wrong."

"Yes, the Mother Goddess has not been seen for a long time. How could she appear here? She was not seen when Typhon was suppressed. It is impossible for such a human debate to attract her attention... Yes, no Possible, absolutely impossible.”

He comforted himself silently, but Iapitus felt that he should run away.

Although Gaia had promised before that dealing with the silver human was the last thing she asked of her, and would even use her power to protect him from now on, Iapitus had no hope for this.

No one knows what the Earth Mother can do. Her actions like hitting the sacred mountain before were beyond the comprehension of the God of Speech.

Therefore, although he wanted to see this event, in order to avoid trouble, it was better to stay away as soon as possible.