Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

Without any resistance, Mephistopheles just allowed two ant-like mortals to restrain him.

Seeing the scene on the high platform, the audience was in an uproar.

Although they had felt that what Mephistopheles said made sense before, their experiences over the past few decades had given them blind trust in gods and priests. They were expecting someone to refute this unbeliever with a more powerful point of view, but what they didn't expect was that the priest on the high platform actually chose to use force.

This really surprised people. In the past, among human tribes, there had never been any use of force against similar people.

"Why, it seems that if you can't convince me, are you going to use other methods to solve me?"

With a calm expression, Mephistopheles looked at Devers in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

"Your Majesty the Judge, as priests of the Goddess of Law, shouldn't you uphold the justice of this trial, or is this a trial that is not allowed to win?"

On the high platform, the two priests looked a little ugly. They had already felt the suspicious eyes of everyone in the audience, but due to the past majesty of the priest, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

They also want to maintain the so-called "justice" and maintain their image in the minds of others, but considering the words of the unbeliever just now, the two priests are in a dilemma.

Mephisto's words are too dangerous. If he is allowed to win, the entire bronze human race will be in danger. They don't know what will happen to ordinary people, but once the gods come in person, the priests will be the first to be judged.

In desperation, they had no choice but to turn their attention to Devers, who had just made a decision.

"Stop showing off your words, Mephistopheles. This trial is of course fair, but we plan to take a more reasonable approach to resolve all this than a long argument."

Seeing the inquisitor's dilemma, Devers said in a deep voice.

Mephistopheles had been restrained and the other party had no intention of resisting, which frustrated his idea of ​​terminating the trial on the grounds of 'disturbing order'.

Clenching his fists, there was no other way to go now. Devers didn't know if what he was about to do was right, but no matter what, he had to do it.

Such a dangerous guy must not be allowed to exist anymore.

"Let the gods judge you." Devers said coldly: "The gods have not said how to punish people who have no faith. We dare not speculate."

"In this case, let the creatures given by God judge right and wrong. If you are right, then nothing will happen; if you are wrong, then your end will be God's decision for you."

Standing on the stage, Devers scanned the crowd. Many of them were originally dissatisfied with the sudden end of the debate and expressed resistance to the priests' use of force, but as Devers linked the trial to God, they did not dare to say anything more.

Even among those who thought what Mephisto said was reasonable, no one dared to stand up and question God. After all, it is difficult to see that one's faith in God has been shaken on the outside, but it is another matter to openly express doubts about God.

Most people are still silent after all.

"A creation given by God?" Mephistopheles' smile became increasingly uncontrollable and he asked slowly, "I don't know what you are referring to?"

"Of course it's the flames."

"God gave us fire to drive away wild beasts, illuminate darkness, avoid disasters, and bring warmth. It is the most suitable creation to express God's will."

"If God thinks you are not guilty, then you will be safe and sound. On the contrary, the fire given by God will give you the punishment you deserve. This is the most just judgment."

Did God pay attention here? Devers thought that no one knew this better than himself. The gods will not care about such a trivial matter, so he has already foreseen the fate of this unbeliever.

He will die wailing in flames and pay for his words.

Having caused the death of a human being with his own hands, Devers didn't know how the Creator would react after knowing about it, but no matter how bad things happened, it wouldn't be worse than it is now.

So at his command, an elevated structure was erected, and the sacred fire from the Flame Temple was brought in. They tied Mephisto to the high frame, but the other party showed no resistance from the beginning to the end, and just looked at the people who were doing it calmly.

"You have one last chance to regret it, Mephisto. Admit your mistake. There is no need to alarm the gods for mortal matters."

Holding the torch high, Devers' hands were trembling. Although his words were merciless, when he was really ready to take away the life of a similar person, he still flinched a little.

He gave the last warning. In fact, Devers really hoped that the other party would give in, but unfortunately, he was still disappointed.

"I stick to my opinion." Mephistopheles said slowly, "I just don't know if you can stick to yours in a while."

The corners of his eyes twitched. Now that it was irreversible, Devers no longer hesitated. He threw the torch towards the elevated structure, but involuntarily took a few steps back.

In front of him, the fire burned brightly as the torch fell to the ground.

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"Why stop me."

In the sky of Jumu Town, behind a white cloud, the goddess with a sword hanging from her waist looked at the humans below with anger.

She reached out with her right hand, as if planning to do something, but on her wrist, another hand was holding it, restraining the unreleased divine power.

"It's best not to use divine power in the mortal world, don't you know?"

With a slight smile, Ryan answered the question.

But obviously, Lady Justice would not be fooled by his words.

"You know what I mean, I'm asking you why you are stopping me from upholding the integrity of this trial."

Mortals don't understand gods, not even Mephistopheles. They think they know everything, but they have no idea what kind of power God has within the scope of his authority.

If the judge of today's trial were priests from any other temple, then everything would go as they wished. No god would pay attention to this trivial matter, but only Themis was different. As the embodiment of justice and law, she noticed everything the moment Mephistopheles stood on the high platform.

All of this includes the causes and consequences of today's trial, Mephisto's powerful power hidden under her mortal appearance, and the priests of the Temple of Law who have no faith in her.

However, the priests were unbelieving, because the goddess had never actively asked humans to sacrifice to her, and her existing temples only existed because of Zeus and Prometheus' respect for the power of the ancient Titan god, so she had no intention of sacrificing her. There was punishment, but this trial was different.

Since the trial was witnessed in her name, Themis would not allow an unfair verdict to occur even without her permission.

"But he will be fine, right? You should be able to see that unless Hestia does it herself, the flames enshrined in her temple will not be able to hurt this guy even if they are a thousand times more powerful."

It gave me a headache, but Ryan still tried his best to explain. But obviously, the goddess will not be convinced so easily.

"That's just the result, Ryan. The fairness of the process is also fair."

"But the premise for you to maintain justice is that some people do think it is unfair. But judging from the current situation, Mephistopheles is obviously happy with it."

At this time, the flames on the high wooden frame were already burning Mephisto's body. A burning smell carried by the wind and drifted into the crowd, causing many people to show expressions of pity and intolerance.

Among the bronze humans who have never suffered, there are all kinds of people, but the most numerous ones are those with good intentions.

If you have enough food and clothing, you will know the etiquette. Whether it is now or in the future, the truth is always the same.

But in comparison, Mephistopheles, who was really suffering, still maintained a smile.

"Perhaps, you are right. If both parties feel that such a result is correct, then it cannot be said to be unfair."

After pondering for a long time, Themis finally accepted this statement. If there is no victim in an incident, then she insists on maintaining what she considers to be the so-called justice. The justice that is forcibly established in this way is probably not fair.

"So can you let me go?"

Glancing at her right hand, Themis said slowly.

"——Of course, how offensive."

Ryan let go of his left hand holding the goddess's wrist and smiled apologetically.

Now, due to the suppression of the laws of this world, he cannot use his power casually. So in order to stop the rushing goddess, he had to use more direct methods.

"So these two people are related to you?"

After reaching a consensus on the matter of trial, the Goddess of Law finally paid attention to other matters. Under divine perception, the two biggest abnormal factors here are clearly visible.

If Mephistopheles was discovered because he took the initiative to intrude into the realm of the goddess's authority, then Cohen simply did not know how to hide it.

His vast energy and blood made Themis frown slightly. With this power, many weak true gods might not be able to match him in the mortal world.

This is not only a gap in strength, but also because, after losing their divine power, few gods still know how to fight.

"One has something to do with me. In fact, I don't know how he came to believe in me. He clearly doesn't know that I created his existence."

After looking in the direction of Cohen, Ryan decided to chat with him when he had time, of course, not in the capacity of the golden human creator.

"As for the other one, he has something to do with an old friend of yours. Why don't you take a guess?"

"—I guess it's Cronus."

He spoke calmly, but directly told the truth of the problem. Under Ryan's surprised gaze, Themis turned her head and looked at the god she had known for thousands of years.

"After the great changes a hundred years ago, the Mother Goddess will doubt the Lord of Darkness, but I will not."

"No one else can do this, only you can do it."

First of all, let me state that the opinions of both parties in the article are not the author's opinions, so just read these two chapters for fun. Secondly, true saint-level believers have their own beliefs, and these priests here definitely do not have this level. In addition, I also want to know, apart from the main character coming out every second, what is the plot that everyone is looking forward to watching? In fact, because the review feedback is quite mixed, and the myth itself is scattered, I wasn’t very clear on which aspect I should focus more on when I wrote it.