Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 606 Giving up
A long time ago, to be exact, it was when Zephyrus returned to Olympus.

From the other party's mouth, Zeus had already learned the secret that was enough to shock the gods.

The son of the ancient first Titan, the Titan god Astraeus had actually fallen from the stars long ago and came to the world during the Typhon Plague.

However, until receiving this news, even Zeus himself had not imagined that those unbelievers who practiced witchcraft would be so crazy and presumptuous.

There have been humans who have imprisoned gods in the past.

But even throughout ancient history, Zeus was the first one to see mortals treating gods like livestock.

The moment he learned the news, the King of Gods' first reaction was to cut this human into pieces and rescue the God of Stars from his hands.

But just a moment later, Zeus, who had calmed down, hesitated.

As a god, even if it's out of sympathy for one's own kind, he should solve this problem immediately.

But as a God King, even though he has a greater obligation to solve this problem, how to solve it and how to deal with it specifically is another matter.

You know, for the royal order created by Zeus himself, any existence within his order must abide by his rules.

This can give him strength and further shape his home advantage.

But on the other hand, if he violates his own order, this advantage will disappear.

So even if the royal power has no home ground, it can also be at home everywhere.

In this case, even if he wants to unify the world, he must have a reason to start a war that conforms to his own order.

The reason could be Achilles or Chiron who was rescued, but compared with the first two, a god being treated like this by a wizard is undoubtedly a better reason.

After all, no matter what, the enemy he has to face is a real primitive god.

Faced with such an existence, no one would complain that they have made too many preparations.

"Ares, remember to mention it in those rumors."

"The reason why those wizards are so unscrupulous is because they have something to rely on."

"In addition to sacrificing the lives of an entire city and summoning the arrival of the ancestor of evil, they have also done something even more blasphemous."

"As for what it is... let's just make a guess for now."

"Aren't secrets always more attractive before they are revealed?"

Zeus spoke lightly, looking at Ares who nodded in agreement, and shook his head silently in his heart.

As for that underground palace which could be called a mass grave, Zephyros had already used his divine power to reproduce what he saw.

When Ares' war is over, it will be time for him, the king of gods Zeus, to formally declare war from the moral high ground... But when that day comes, I wonder if the lord of the spiritual world can continue to sit in peace and ignore the human world like he does today?
Hmm... there shouldn't be any problem.

After confirming his plan, Zeus waved his hand, indicating that Ares could leave.

Giving orders to the God of War was just a side note. The reason why he appeared here today was more because he should have been here anyway.

A great war is about to break out in the world, and as one of the protagonists, how can he be absent?

……

Outside the city of Condenia, on an unnamed hill.

The sunlight fell, but was slightly distorted when it passed through a certain location.

At this moment, an invisible barrier is covering this place.

It blocks the prying eyes of the outside world, but does not affect the people inside from looking out.

Within the barrier, several hooded figures gathered together.

If you look closely, you might find that the people standing here are none other than the wizards who signed the devil's contract not long ago.

However, unlike the previous contentment and calmness, at this moment, the atmosphere around was obviously a little gloomy.

"Have you discovered anything recently?"

At a certain moment, someone spoke first.

There was a hint of imperceptible anxiety in his voice, as well as a hint of dissatisfaction and anger.

It’s just strange that when he finished speaking, no one present reacted.

With his brows furrowed, the man who spoke looked at the people nearby from under his hood.

He didn't believe that they didn't feel that there was obviously something wrong with the contract that was signed earlier.

According to the previous agreement, they were here to buy time and attract attention, while the old immortal guy was responsible for taking action personally and capturing an immortal god by some means.

Astraeus, the god of stars, is an old god who is not accepted by the mainstream gods.

I have to say that the old guy's choice was very clever. Even if this god is missing, it should not attract any attention.

In order to show his determination and sincerity, the other party clearly wrote in the contract that if his capture plan failed, he would share all his research on the gods with them.

These conditions couldn't be better, so after confirming that there were no problems with the contract, several people signed their names one after another and cast the witchcraft of forbidden contact on it one by one.

They did not want the existence of this contract to be known to outsiders, especially the church.

However, not long ago, the witchcraft on the contract was triggered by someone.

Someone had touched it, there was no doubt about that.

Feeling annoyed, the person who spoke glanced around again.

He didn't believe that they didn't feel the touch, but no one present seemed to react to it.

After a long silence, he had no choice but to get straight to the point and ask:

"The contract has been triggered. You should have all sensed it..."

"Are you not at all nervous that someone other than the signatories of the contract has seen it?"

"If the contract is exposed, the church will definitely expel us from Silvermoon City, and the gods may even hunt us down personally. If you don't plan to discuss how to deal with this matter, then why are we gathered here today?"

"...Of course it's to find a safe way to contact you, what else could it be."

There was a moment of silence, and after a while, someone spoke lightly.

"Are you considering investigating the cause of the incident and who touched the contract? Don't be ridiculous."

"Although I don't want to embrace the arms of the dead if I have any choice...but if I have no other choice, I can still consider the life box."

"By the way, do you have any suggestions on how to get in touch?"

"?"

"What do you mean?"

With a look of shock on his face, the wizard who spoke first seemed to suddenly realize something as he listened to the other party's words.

He looked at his former colleagues beside him and felt as if he had been abandoned by them.

"Why, are you ready to run away just because of a contract that was triggered by someone unknown? What if it was triggered by mistake?"

"Haha, it's all the same... and you're overthinking it. We're not planning on running away."

The old woman laughed and shook her head slightly.

"We are all people who have not found the way forward, and we are not willing to turn to the devil or any other forces."

"So we accepted the old guy's invitation...but can he be trusted?"

"The war still needs to be fought, and attention needs to be attracted, but there is no need to go back and check the contract."

"If it was an accident, then nothing will happen. If it fell into the hands of the church, if I go back now, I will just be charged with deserting the battlefield."

"It's just fighting, there's no way forward."

"You may not have a direction to move forward, but you should at least find a way to retreat, right?" "Whether it's a life box or something else, at this point, we can only take it one step at a time."

The cane station no longer paid attention to the wizard with the ugly look.

The old woman slowly glanced at everyone present and made a fairly reliable suggestion.

"If there are no accidents, then everything will be fine."

"If something unexpected really happens in the war a few days later... then everyone will have to rely on their own abilities."

"Whether it's the gods or the church, whether it's the gods of Olympus or the archbishop who controls the power of [Death], they are not easy to mess with."

"When that time comes, no matter how many people manage to escape successfully, we can just contact them through that kid Qi Rui."

"Since he wants to transform into a devil anyway... let's just give him some merits."

"Of course," the old woman said at last, "this is just the worst-case scenario."

“If everything works out in the end, that’s great.”

……

world
Athens' southern border.

The strings of the magic net vibrated gently, and the divine magic turned into a portal, opening a passage to the other side.

Pushing open the door, Ryan walked out.

He took stock of his surroundings.

This is the peak of a high mountain. If your eyesight is good enough, you can barely see the river thousands of miles away from here.

The city of Condonia is right there, and that is the closest border between Silvermoon City and the other countries.

Ares' army will probably arrive there soon.

A bloody and brutal fight is about to break out there - of course, it could also be a one-sided massacre.

But no matter what, this doesn't affect Ryan's coming here now.

Because strictly speaking, even from a human perspective, he should have a share here.

After all, Athens was also one of the participants in this war, although some of their participation was not real participation in the war.

But in some areas, this might be far more of a headache for a certain God-King than participating in a war.

"...If nothing unexpected happens, Zeus should try to take action once."

"Even if he doesn't use his full strength, he will still attack. After all, if I were in his shoes, I would also have some doubts."

It's not surprising that a primitive god has not appeared on earth for an era, after all, that's what Nyx is.

But a primitive god has faith and subordinates in the human world, and even his subordinates come to the human world from time to time, and actually rule over a starry sky.

As a result, such existence has never appeared in the world, which is very strange.

Zeus had met Ryan once.

He should be very clear that the Lord of the Spirit World is not a deity who loves to escape from the world, nor is he a being who has no interest in the human world.

So in this case, suspicion is almost bound to occur.

He would want to test whether the spiritual world today is the same as before, or whether a certain primitive god has just fallen into a deep sleep and is unable to pay attention to the changes in the human world?

Ryan obviously had no way to avoid or postpone such a temptation.

After all, Zeus' actions were never done because of a single event.

If he wanted to test at this time, he would choose to take action regardless of whether the incident with the wizards happened or not; if he did not want to test at this time, even if the dissected god was not the God of Stars, but simply one of his own descendants, Zeus would only denounce the wizards' sins and say that it had nothing to do with the original god.

To the God-King, the truth is not important; only the truth he wants is important.

But coincidentally, so did Ryan.

It doesn't matter what the truth is, what he thinks the truth is is what really matters.

"But then again, I'm here because of the war that's about to break out."

"It is destined to go down in history, heralding the final glory of an era."

"What about you, your highness, this strange man?"

"What are you here for?"

"For this symphony of destiny, or to witness its afterglow?"

Ryan spoke quietly without turning around.

But he knew that not long after he arrived here, a little tail that had been following him for a while followed closely behind him.

She thought she hid it well - or maybe she didn't hide it, but just pretended to hide it.

But now it was time for Ryan to ask her what her purpose was.

After all, judging from previous situations, her two sisters did not seem to come with good intentions.

One of them wanted to kill him, and the other wanted to kill him too—as if killing him would really do any good.

"Well... neither."

Behind Ryan, carrying a loom and spindle taller than a man, Clotho asked hesitantly:

"Sir, I want to ask... Can I kill you?"

"..."

really.

Shaking his head helplessly, Ryan was a little speechless in the quiet air.

Now, it’s time to change this sentence.

Change it to three date trees...three sisters, one wants to kill him, another wants to kill him, and the third wants to kill him too.

"As if killing me would actually do any good."

Turning slowly, Ryan refused regretfully;
"No, I can't die now, because I still have a great cause to accomplish."

"A great cause?" Klotho asked in return, "But what cause is greater than the stability of the fate of all living beings?"

"Naturally there is."

Ryan casually said, using an analogy.

"Like saving the world, saving the world, and saving the world."

He wasn't kidding, although this 'world' might not be what the other party understood.

But to his surprise, Kloto actually nodded.

The youngest goddess of fate seemed to believe him. She showed a relieved expression and put the huge loom and spindle on the ground.

boom--

"In that case, I feel relieved..."

Gently raising her hand, Kloto looked at the black air lingering around her fingertips and opened her arms.

"Just kill me."

"As the goddess of fate, this is all I can do."

(End of this chapter)