Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 610: Qi and Thunder
"All right……

Shaking his head slightly, the old man said helplessly.

"No matter what you think or what you plan to do, the future of Silvermoon City will not be able to accommodate your existence... at least for our generation."

"Your colleagues...are too bold."

"And their actions have been seen by the monarch of Olympus. So some of you will be killed, and the rest will be expelled."

"Although from my perspective, I don't think all of you are guilty, but the vast majority of people in this world don't know how to distinguish the truth."

"In order to prevent the Lord's glory in the world from being tarnished, I will not stop her plan."

The bald wizard knew who the old man was talking about. She was the third archbishop of Silvermoon City, and a woman with a somewhat tough personality.

Of course, he was not surprised by the old man's decision.

Although he still disagreed with the other party's point of view.

"Stain... I don't think your Lord would care about this so-called stain."

"It even seems to me that He doesn't care about the opinions of mortals, and thus doesn't discuss whether this matter is right or wrong."

"But it doesn't matter because I know what you're going to say."

"You will tell me that God can be indifferent, but 'I' can't..."

Sighing again, the bald wizard thought about it.

He took out a scroll and handed it to the old man beside him.

"what is this?"

Taking the scroll, the old man asked.

"That's part of what I've learned - it's not about the soul, it's just about the mind and body."

"Leave it here... maybe your temple guards will be of some interest to it."

Without further explanation, the bald wizard flew up.

Since he is no longer welcome here, he should go to another place.

Standing in the air, try to sense the position of Ares and the connection between him in the realm of rules and the millions of troops on the earth.

In his hands, a strange device appeared out of thin air.

It was a hollow metal sphere woven with fine threads, and in the middle of the sphere was a miniature model of the continent.

This is the [Seismograph], a masterpiece created by the great wizard who went to pick up the white-haired old woman.

Witchcraft originally originated from the imitation of heaven and earth, rules, gods and nature.

The source that this powerful item imitates is Poseidon, the king of the sea.

There is no other reason. As one of the sea gods, he was the sea god who took away the southern seas from the hands of the ancient sea gods. He was also a sea god who left behind countless descendants of various gods.

Poseidon is one of the gods most familiar to the wizards of the White Tower, and he has the largest number of witchcraft and powerful creations.

Although 'more' does not mean 'stronger', Poseidon's authority is not weak... Especially in recent times, with the disappearance of the Sea Emperor and the riots in the sea, the destruction that can be caused by things related to him in the entire human world has become stronger.

So in this situation, the [seismograph] naturally appeared here, becoming a tool for wizards to slaughter mortal soldiers and a butcher's knife to stop them from advancing...

"It's really sad."

His eyes were as calm as water, and without further comment, the bald wizard opened his perception.

His sensing ability, far more powerful than any great wizard's, easily locked onto the army within a thousand miles, as well as the fluctuations of the rules of [war].

As a great wizard who studies the spiritual realm, this is exactly what he is good at, and it is also one of the reasons why he replaced the inventor of the seismograph and used it here.

Silently sensing, time slowly passes by.

Until a certain moment, the existence of the God of War seemed to have completely left a certain extreme distance, and the invisible blessing was instantly weakened by more than half.

Looking at this scene, the bald wizard slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of the [seismometer].

Invisibly, some rules seemed to be shaken.

The strange object imbued with Poseidon's power pried open the might he left in the world...but at the same moment, the power once held by the Sea King was also being pried open by others.

The [Storm] in the sky... was triggered by the loss of the Sky Pillar, started by the most powerful demigod in the world, and fueled by many beings.

The [tsunami] in the vast ocean...that is the common will of several major ocean gods. It drives the tide of the sea and vents anger endlessly.

At this moment, the [earthquake] on the human continent, caused by the power of the [seismograph], began to truly demonstrate its power.

"…Earthquake is not its real name…"

"The Earth-Shaker, Poseidon, the King of the Sea."

“Its essence is the vibration of all things, and the destruction brought about by the vibration.”

His face showed no expression of either sadness or joy. Under the hands of the bald wizard, the seismograph trembled slightly, and the ground in the distance began to hum softly.

At this moment, a "resonance" against the weak began.

The earth is its medium and vibration is the way of transmitting energy.

And it will eventually destroy all living beings that cannot survive this "resonance" in the form of the purest physical damage.

hum...

"Cough cough..."

With a low cough, the activation of the magic weapon had just begun when the bald wizard covered his chest with his left hand.

Some unknown force reacted on him... Although he was the operator of the seismograph, he was also affected by the vibration.

Even compared to the millions of humans in the distance, the shock he suffered was more concentrated and purer.

"Ahem... I didn't expect Poseidon's disappearance to have such an impact... But that's it."

"If this is the extent of it, I'm afraid it won't be able to do anything to my 'qi'."

Taking a deep breath, the bald wizard stood up straight.

His research consists of two parts: the pure mind itself, and the combination of mind and life.

And 'Qi' was the name he gave to the latter, and it was also the last gift he gave to the old man.

……

"It's about to begin."

Thousands of miles away, in the direction Ares had been chasing.

Waiting here early, the real maker of the [seismometer] was ready to receive the white-haired old woman, and at the same time he looked forward to seeing his masterpiece truly appear in the world.

Few people know that although he was the creator of this magical object of law, he himself had never personally used the full power of this magical object.

The reason for this is that it hurts both the enemy and us.

To the enemy, it is a weapon of mass destruction.

Although it no longer has that kind of range damage to oneself, its backlash, even if insignificant compared to the former, is enough to severely damage the body of a legendary warrior when concentrated on one person.

Especially now, its power has become stronger with the disappearance of Poseidon, and the backlash has naturally increased as well.

However, as a strange object that affects the law level, even as the creator himself, he cannot block the attack at the rule level.

There's no way, few wizards have strong physical strength.

Even if they could use some methods to reasonably strengthen themselves, considering the mutual influence between the mind and the body, they dare not go too far.

Therefore, from the day the seismometer was created, it was destined that only one person could use it.

That is the strange wizard who has both perception abilities that surpass those of legendary wizards and physical resistance that surpasses those of legendary warriors, the bald guy who mutters something every day.

Whenever I think of this, the figure shrouded by the black hood feels a little awkward.

Could it be that the guy's theory is actually feasible? Could it be that the power of the mind is a better representation of the soul itself than mental power?

"Who knows...what a weird logic."

The great wizard shook his head slightly, it was hard for him to judge. According to the bald man, when warriors train their bodies, they can also form life energy in their bodies, which is called blood; therefore, when spellcasters meditate to strengthen their spirits, there should be corresponding spiritual energy in their souls, which he called spiritual energy.

At the same time, compared with the external body, he believed that blood was closer to life itself; just as compared with the external mental power, he believed that spiritual energy was closer to life itself.

It sounds reasonable, but the great wizard knew that the bald man himself did not dare to try to condense the so-called "psychic energy".

Because in his theory, the essence of the mind is indifferent to chaos and order, which is also a manifestation of the power of spiritual nature.

It can exist in the form of chaos, or it can exist in the form of rules...so that guy was scared.

After all, apart from trying it personally, no one knows what will happen when this so-called "psychic energy" is condensed. Perhaps this pure mental power will directly distort one's own cognition.

Therefore, in order to prove his achievement, the bald man finally condensed spiritual energy and combined it with his own blood and energy, so as not to let it exist alone in his soul.

In this way, something special was born, and the prototype of a special path for warriors also appeared.

There is no need for fighting or physical training. Warriors on this path only need to meditate on themselves and make their hearts strong. Then the energy that combines blood and spiritual power will become stronger.

The bald wizard believed that a warrior who achieved success in this way might possess a mental resistance that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even the pollution from evil creatures of the same level cannot erode their tough hearts.

"'Ki'...what a strange name."

"What's even more strange is that it can actually resist the backlash of the [Seismograph]..."

Muttering to himself, at this moment, Ares' figure had appeared in his sight.

The long chase had made the God of War bored again, but the four Titan golems as big as mountains were entangled with him tightly, leaving him no chance to escape.

Feeling irritable and angry.

Ares waved the bronze spear in his hand, feeling quite depressed as if he had strength but nowhere to use it.

"Ant, die!"

boom--

When the last short spear was thrown, it 'almost' hit the enemy again.

At this point, the God of War no longer wanted to fight, he wanted to return to his army and suppress the enemy with his mighty force.

After gazing at the sky angrily for a moment, Ares turned and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, a sudden vibration came from deep in the earth.

thump—

"Ok?"

"What happened?"

His expression changed slightly, and from the roar of the earth, Ares sensed a familiar smell.

This seems to be... the power of Zeus' brother, Poseidon, the king of the sea?

The God of War was confused for a moment and didn't understand what was going on.

Hasn't the God King already announced the other party's fate? How could his power appear here?

However, the doubt was only momentary, because in the next moment, with the arrival of another earthquake, in his priestly perception, large areas of links began to disappear as if they were erased by something.

At first there were a few, then dozens, then hundreds...

Although he didn't have a very deep impression, Ares remembered vaguely that those disappeared links should be some civilians or servants who were not very strong.

But despite this, when the third vibration came, he realized what was happening.

"you dare--!"

Ares retreated explosively, trying to go back in the direction he came from.

However, at some point, a black-robed figure blocked his way.

He didn't intend to delay for too long. With the cooperation of the Titan Golem, he only intended to delay the opponent for a while...

"Stop, Your Highness the God of War."

The great wizard spoke calmly without any respect.

"Fate is so blind..."

"Can a being like you actually become a god?"

For some reason, when the plan officially started, he always felt a slight sense of crisis in his heart.

Fortunately, his mission is not much... just stop Ares for a while, and the rest has nothing to do with him.

……

At the same time, hundreds of miles outside the city of Condenia.

Right in front of the street stall where the meat of Hydra was once sold, in this long-silent border town.

Sitting on a stone chair, Zeus quietly watched the battle in the distance.

He saw Ares being led away and watched the Titan Golem crawl out of the ground.

The God King spoke highly of this huge alchemical creation.

He felt that these wizards might have some skills. After he conquered the human world, he might be able to let some of them work for him and do things that were not convenient for gods or clergy to do.

Later, the earth shook, and the seismograph pulled Poseidon's scattered divine power.

Frowning and staring at the shaken laws, Zeus thought for a moment and finally relaxed.

Although he was not very clear about the principle, he could still roughly see the function of this thing from the perspective of the God King.

It's a very ingenious idea, but if Poseidon hadn't created so many strange marine lives, there wouldn't be the seismometer today.

"Wizards...are indeed the best among mortals."

Speaking quietly, Zeus watched in silence as Ares's arriving army bloodied the plain as the earth shook.

It is not a vague reference, but an actual description.

Because the invisible "vibration" rises from the earth, it eventually causes the bodies of mortals to resonate with it.

From the most vulnerable brain to the five internal organs and six bowels, blood mixed with internal organs flows out from the seven orifices, and then when the internal pressure reaches a certain extreme.

With a loud bang, the armored soldiers were blown into a bloody rain, staining the ground beneath their feet red.

There was no intention to stop it. In fact, Zeus didn't expect these troops to do anything.

Even if they launched a head-on attack, what would it matter if they captured the city of Condenia?

There is a second city, a third city, and even Silver Moon City behind.

Faced with the mysterious lock set up by the goddess of magic net herself, even Zeus himself would not know how to break it without using power above the god level.

"In the war between gods, mortals are just a foil after all."

"They can show their abilities in the interludes, but they can't decide the real victory or defeat."

"Ares...as your father and as your monarch, I have already given you a chance."

"But unfortunately, you still couldn't catch it."

His expression was calm. If he wanted, Zeus could have secretly reminded him before Ares was led away, but he did not do so, because from then on, Ares no longer had a place in the world.

He just needs to stand his last shift and unleash his strength in fear... After all, they are being used in the same way, so instead of being led by others, why not be led by him?

Raising his hand slightly, Zeus mobilized the power of his own artifact.

And the next moment, Ares felt the sensation.

Well... it's like this. In their previous meeting, the King of Gods not only gave Ares a task to spread the news, but also gave his [Thunder Arrow] to Ares.

But then again, whether it was given by him or "stolen" by the other party is a matter of opinion.

(End of this chapter)