Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

A world of dreams, a realm where reality and fiction intertwine, where the impossible can be realized. Today, the place where Hypnos is located is exactly the same as Mount Odis.

This comes from the dreams of the creatures who once lived on this sacred mountain. Although these creatures have long since died and perished with the sacred mountain in the disaster, these ancient dreams themselves have continued.

For some reason, Sleep marks it, but rarely comes here. But today, in the former palace of the second-generation God King, Hypnos clapped his hands gently.

"Pah, pah, pah——"

The sound is not loud, but in the world of dreams, size has no meaning. The next moment, light and shadow floated, and passages connecting different dream realms were opened one after another.

As the third spiritual world built on the basis of the dreams of all living beings, time in the dream world is inherently chaotic. It's only ten thousand years in the outside world, but hundreds of times have passed here. During this long period of time, Hypnos did nothing. He supported many capable spiritual beings and helped them become the lords of the Dream Realm.

A rough calculation shows that there are about one-third of the third spiritual world.

If there is no chance, these lords are just his subordinates, maintaining the order of the three-level spiritual world. But when the time is right, they can also become Hypnos' soldiers.

"They're all here."

After a while, more and more Dream Realm creatures appeared in the palace. Once upon a time, the second-generation God King entertained the gods here, but now, the place is filled with spiritual beings of all shapes and sizes.

Looking around Huanshi, the God of Sleep nodded with satisfaction. In the world of the soul, it is self-perception that determines appearance, so these lords are different. Some of them are the result of many spirits devouring each other. After inheriting incomplete memories, they still think that they are the same existence as before, so they maintain the image of their lives; some are simply born in the dreams of powerful existences, and then gradually become independent. It seems that It is somewhat similar to some gods from the outside world.

Others are full of weirdness and weirdness, and are not even life that should exist in this era. For example, walking dolls and puppets wearing ceremonial dresses. No one knows how they were born. Perhaps it is because of the chaotic time and destiny in the spiritual world that the future shines into a corner.

Of course, no matter what they look like, these spiritual lords have extraordinary power. They themselves may only be extraordinary beings, and only extremely rare ones possess divinity, but in the spiritual world, with the blessing of the dream realm, most of them are god-like, which is why Hypnos recruited them.

The God of Sleep doesn't expect these men to have any big effect, but at least they can help him eliminate some trouble.

With a gentle tap of his hand, an invisible stream of information floated towards the coming lords, which was what they were asked to do later. In fact, until now, Hypnos has not told anyone what he is going to do.

Some things are enough for him to know.

"Follow my orders and go."

After the message was conveyed, the young god whispered his instructions. He watched these spirit world lords leave again in various ways. Soon, the place returned to how it was not long ago.

The time has entered a countdown from now on. Success or failure, those are the only two options.

Sitting on the throne, Hypnos's indifferent emotions also fluctuated somewhat after a long absence. He somewhat understood the psychology of the throne owner. Perhaps Cronus also thought so when he planned to assassinate the Heavenly Father.

"never mind."

"From now on, this will all be mine."

Following the connection in the dream, the God of Sleep glanced at the mortal world. There, a guy who had met several times was stealing souls. That wonderful ritual has isolated the spiritual world from its instinctive attraction to the soul, and even a passage is slowly being opened.

Hypnos secretly noted this place, and he planned to pay attention to the place on the other side of the passage later. Although Mephisto's behavior attracted attention for himself, it did not mean that this behavior could be tolerated.

When he becomes the new king of the spirit world, the first thing he has to do is to cut into pieces the guy who dares to steal his wealth, and then track down the mastermind behind the scenes.

"It's almost there. No need to wait any longer. I didn't expect that my good Father God would actually run outside. This actually makes me a little more confident."

He smiled. Although he was very confident in his authority, Hypnos knew very well that only in the case of a sneak attack could his divine authority be brought into full play.

In the myths of later generations, the original God of Sleep was able to put the god-king Zeus, who was almost at his peak, to sleep, and he also relied on the Queen Hera to provide assists.

Therefore, compared to a battle with Ryan for the authority of the spiritual world, Hypnos wanted to solve everything quietly and secretly.

So he stood up, the gray wings on the back of the God of Sleep vibrated slightly, and his figure disappeared into the third spiritual world.

Except for a few people, even the gods in the spiritual world need layers of climbing interfaces, and that's what happened to him. It's not that far away, it just takes a while.

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"Your Highness Hypnos, good morning."

Entering from the most serious 'portal' of the fourth level of the spiritual world, just as he was about to leave, a voice came into his ears.

Following the sound, Hypnos unexpectedly discovered that a familiar yet unfamiliar angel from the spirit world happened to be here.

To say that he is familiar with them, there are only so many true gods in the spiritual world, and he knows them all more or less. Strange, naturally, because the person in front of me never goes out and stays in his own little world. So in fact, the two sides have never had any dealings with each other.

"Yue'an, Your Highness Yiwen Jielin, are you trying to—"

"I was invited to take care of the reincarnation for a while. Although there is no life in this world that can shake the [Well of Reincarnation], there should be servants of the Lord guarding it here at all times."

Her expression is calm, perhaps due to the influence of her priesthood, and even her most ordinary voice is like a moving song. At this moment, the God of Sleep seemed to hear the echo of nature, the chirping of birds, and even his soul was purified.

At a certain moment, Hypnos even felt that he should not betray his father. After all, Ryan was not the heavenly father Ouranos, and he had never done any violent acts. However, the nature of gods is not that easily affected, so this wavering only lasted for a moment.

But this still made the God of Sleep feel guilty. The authority of the gods is so special. He is confident in his own authority of [sleep], and other gods are not the same. Yiwen Jielin's divine power was as different as his, but she was still slightly affected.

Having said that, what is Ryan's authority? [Spirituality] belongs to the spiritual world, so which one belongs to him?

"You are right, Your Highness Yiwen Jielin. As you said, [The Well of Reincarnation] needs to be guarded, so I won't bother you much."

With a gentle smile, Hypnos looked polite.

Let go of your thoughts. In any case, this is indeed a good thing. There is one less expected trouble.

You know, Yi Wenjielin's palace is usually located on the sacred mountain of Sinaia. If the sneak attack fails, it is likely that she will come to help soon.

"Please, may the Lord be with you."

Nodding, Yiwen Jielin did not ask any more questions about the purpose of Sleeping God. In her eyes, the other person, like them, was also a member of the angels in the spiritual world.

But when Hypnos heard these words, his face froze slightly for a moment, then he smiled politely and walked towards the passage to the fifth spiritual world.

It happens every time. Obviously everyone is a god conceived by the great ancient spiritual world, but they call Ryan 'Lord', as if the other person is so different. Even to express the difference, they always call themselves 'angels' instead of calling themselves gods.

Even the gods from the outside world were called false gods by them, which Hypnos really couldn't understand.

How can a god who is also the conceived god in the spiritual world, the incarnation of sleep, worship others. Even in Hypnos's heart, his real parents should be the spirit world itself and the body of night, not the guy who represents divine power.

"Soon."

After crossing the portal to the fifth spiritual world, an even more chaotic time and space emerged. Hypnos glanced into the misty depths of time and space. In that direction, there was a vague aura similar to his, but very different.

[Sun Eater] was also infected by the source of chaos, but the degree was much more serious than he knew. There was a bit of regret in the eyes of the God of Sleep. If such a powerful being could obey his orders, the chances of winning this trip would be higher.

"It doesn't matter."

"From now on, this will all be mine!"

Repeating it again, Hypnos followed the induction in the dark and rushed towards the passage of the sixth level of the spiritual world.

There is the most elusive place in the spiritual world. Even though he hasn't seen it yet, the God of Sleep feels that the so-called Tartarus is probably nothing more than this.

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At the same time, the human world.

On the old site of Aurora City, the sea water is still surging, and even more crazy and unpredictable because it has lost its controller.

As expected, it will wreak havoc on the human world for five days, reach its peak and then collapse. The great flood lasting nine days and nine nights will completely cleanse the eastern part of the earth.

Humanity perished, but most of the alien beasts on the eastern land also died. Except for a few powerful ones, those who are good at hiding, and those who are cunning in nature, the rest have been wiped out in this great flood. It will take who knows how many years until the alien beasts from other parts of the continent migrate over.

As a witness to all this, Ryan was still recalling the feeling just now.

"Alchemy is really interesting."

On her finger, an emerald green ring shimmered. Not long ago, Ryan used this ring, which was said to be able to turn stone into gold, to change physical properties and raise a giant bronze pillar near the ice sea.

[Gold Gathering Ring] Since it can replicate itself, it can turn stones into gold, and it can also turn seawater into bronze. The sky-optimizing copper pillar was born from the sea due to its transformation. After all, material changes are not an area that Ryan is good at.

Of course, it also proved its limits once again. Even if Ryan poured as much power into the ring as possible, it still could not produce the copper material containing extraordinary power. This is alchemy. If it can be done, it can be done, and if it cannot be done, it cannot be done. If the principle cannot be discovered, there is no point in simply infusing it with power.

That is, this is a mythical world where the laws of physics are different. Otherwise, pure bronze, not to mention supporting the sky, would not be able to exist in the form of a column on the sea, and would directly disintegrate itself.

"Okay, my promise to Prometheus is over. What's left is mankind's own."

Ryan looked at the old man beside him. In his stone carvings, the proud attitude of the son of Poseidon and the copper pillar hanging in the western sky are clearly visible. Even gradually, the stone slab itself seemed to undergo some wonderful changes.

"There are still nine days left in the flood, and you only have ten days left in your life. Is there anything you want to do in these last days?"

The old man should have died. Even if there was no great flood, he would not have lived much longer.

“If I could, I would like to document the flood in its entirety.”

With a calm look on his face, Huma looked at his feet with emotion. As far as he could see, there was endless sea water, but he knew that what was hidden under the water was his former home.

"A reasonable request." Nodding, Ryan blessed: "May you be able to see everything in the world, and may your records last forever."

He said so, and Law responded to Ryan's blessing. In the last ten days of the old man's life, space will not be able to hinder his vision, and everything in the world will be visible; and when the old man dies, his stone carvings that record everything will be shrouded in frozen time. It will stay at this moment forever, and the only thing that can touch it is time itself.

The water parted, revealing a path leading underwater. At the end of the road is the once largest temple of Zeus in the city of Aurora.

This special place is different from other temples. The God King pronounced the sins of mankind here and made the unfaithful fanatics kneel down. Therefore, the power of the God King still remains in this temple, and therefore it is not affected by these ordinary seawaters. of scouring.

"It is my honor to travel with you for half a day."

Before leaving, Huma bowed slightly.

"It's your choice."

After waving his hand, Ryan finally said:

"Go, this place is about to become a battlefield again. It's up to you to decide what you leave for future generations of humanity."

After Huma left, only Ryan was left here. He looked at his feet and noticed the black mist that was trying its best to hide its existence.

Mephistopheles knew that he could not conceal the perception of the Lord of the Spirit World, but that did not prevent him from acting like this. Ryan also knew that Mephistopheles knew that he could not hide his perception, but he just smiled and pretended that the devil did not exist.

In terms of increasing divine power, the soul is important to him; in terms of increasing the 'volume' of the spiritual world, the circulation of the soul is also important. But for elevating the 'symbol' of spirituality in the world, the most effective way is to spread the soul in as many places as possible and have its existence valued by sufficiently powerful beings.

Therefore, regarding the matter of stealing souls, Ryan's attitude is mainly "If the water is clear, there will be no fish". If your methods are superb enough and you can find loopholes in the hands of the gods in the spiritual world, or if it is just a god intercepting one or two souls, he will just let it go.

This can be regarded as finding something for the gods in the spirit world to do, which saves them from staying in their own place for a day or two without ever leaving the house.

"But speaking of which, he was quite quiet this time."

"Is it because you were too active before?"

Before leaving, Ryan was somewhat surprised. He had actually been secretly keeping an eye on Hades before, just in case Erebus jumped out and caused him some trouble again, but in the end nothing happened.

Maybe the other party is busy with other things, or maybe he can't come out at all. In short, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come, Ryan doesn't really want to see the other party.

Shaking his head and stepping out, Ryan's figure disappeared over the sea. Next, the things in the human world have at most something to do with his incarnation, and have little to do with himself.

Under the water, Mephistopheles noticed Ryan's departure and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"Phew——, it's time to leave."

Ritual was already ready for the second stage of change, but he was not a brainless guy like Triton. Try your best to hide your whereabouts. Regardless of whether the concealment is effective or not, others will pretend they didn't see you if they don't want to care about you. But if you insist on doing your own thing under the eyes of others, it is just making you feel uncomfortable.

After straightening his clothes, Mephistopheles sent a message to the distance. Soon, a figure appeared in front of him.

In the past, the devil was not worried about the involvement of local gods. They could always turn good things into bad things. But now it's almost time, and it's time for the other party to help.

Looking at the swaying figure of Ceto Mephistopheles, he smiled and said:

"Get ready, the last step can begin. Next, please let me introduce you to the master of the world, the king of the nine hells, and the creator of the devil, His Majesty Asmodeus. A natural god like you is the king of the nine hells. The most welcome person, His Majesty will definitely be happy to know that you are joining us."

"Hmph, I hope it happens. It will also let me see his power."

He snorted, Ketuo was noncommittal.

Although Mephisto often said that there was a being stronger than the God King in the Nine Hells, he was still doubtful in Ceto.

"You'll see it, I promise."

Mephistopheles smiled slightly and did not care about the sarcastic attitude. He knew that people would not understand things beyond their own understanding. Before today, all people and gods in the world had a fixed impression of the abyss. They believed that there was nothing there, only death and nothingness.

But that's all there.

Walk forward and stand at the core of the ritual. There is a small groove on the ground here. Mephisto slit his wrist. Even though he was in the water, the dark red blood still fell vertically and dripped on the complicated and exquisite lines. Flow along a small track, the devil's blood seems to contain a special energy, making the place it flows quickly light up.

A little bit at first, and then it keeps growing. From the feet of Mephistopheles to the ruins of the entire city of Aurora. There is no light under the deep water, which makes the dark color even more dazzling.

At this moment, a certain connection is activated. Like a huge coordinate, the ritual track attracted the attention of a huge being in a distant place. The laws of this world have recognized this power, which is a power belonging to another side of the world. It instinctively rejects it, but the rejection is not so thorough.

"Guard this place well."

Withdrawing his hand, the small wound healed immediately. In the void around Aurora City, powerful auras were approaching one after another. Mephistopheles was not afraid of this, but was a little surprised.

He could understand that the god from the spiritual world came so quickly, but what happened to the other one?

"never mind."

Smiling, Mephistopheles glanced at the densely packed souls around him.

With so many 'achievements' and more than one kind-hearted person who 'takes the initiative' to contribute to his career, which level should he upgrade to?

The devil is really looking forward to this.