Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 641 Choice
"It's very tempting, and sounds possible."

"If what you say is true, I will consider it."

"If... the Lord of Darkness really falls."

Although the Lord of the Nine Hells spoke with certainty, Koos, who did not know the truth about the opening of the interface, still had doubts.

Because from his perspective, the God of the Lightless Celestial Bodies really couldn't think of a reason why Erebus would have to commit suicide.

Especially recently, as a god in the dark realm, Koos is the one who can most deeply understand how terrifying the surging source of darkness is.

The feeling was beyond his imagination, even larger than any existence he had ever seen, even Tartarus.

The most powerful force in the world is right before his eyes, but the Lord of Darkness wants to die... As if he had thought of something, Koos suddenly asked:
"So for the great divine power, is there anything that needs to be paid attention to in this realm itself?"

"Or...when I really take that step, what will be the biggest challenge I will have to face?"

“…A very precise question.”

With a slight flash in his eyes, Asmodeus did not expect that Koos could notice this in advance.

However, although the erosion of source power is terrible, even if you are not the original god, the great divine power that has just stepped over the threshold still has many solutions.

After all, their power is not that strong yet, and they don't need to completely resist or accommodate it. It is enough to just avoid its influence.

The simplest way is to allow the influence of the source force to be temporarily blocked by something, or to separate one's own personality, like the personal incarnation of the original god, or to use a power similar to the authority of the God-King to create a gap between oneself and the power.

For others, this may be difficult.

But for the Lord of the Nine Hells, he does have a clever way to do it - of course, this is also one of his goals.

"Don't worry. The higher your position, the closer you are to the power itself. But for a being who has just been promoted, this effect is not obvious."

"I will help you then, if only to make it harder for Erebus to take back the power you took away."

"Besides that, do you have any questions?"

"……there is none left."

There were still problems, of course, but when Asmodeus didn't directly offer his 'solution', Koos knew it was time to end it.

There was no way this mysterious guy could really be honest with himself, just as the God of the Lightless Celestial Body had never completely believed in him.

After today, Koos will try to verify some things and try to make some exchanges.

As for the candidate, the first person he thought of was his old neighbor and the younger generation who had visited him.

Looking through the stone walls of the palace, Koos casually glanced at the relics of the golden age.

The ancient history was recorded on each of the stone tablets. Although he still didn't know the significance of these things, he was at least clear about one thing, that is, they were very "valuable".

If it has value, it can be sold at a good price.

But before that, he planned to confirm the identity of the person in front of him one last time.

"I am extremely grateful for your explanation, Excellency."

"If you need anything later, you can always contact me here."

Koos opened his mouth slowly and reminded casually.

"By the way, do you still remember where you came from?"

"I built that temple with my own hands. Even its stone structure was mostly made from meteorites that fell to Earth."

“So I’ve always had an eye on that.”

"Not long after you left, it seems that an old friend who lived in seclusion nearby went there to check... I wonder if you would like to go back and take a look?"

A kind reminder, beneath that tall and rugged appearance it seems there is an equally dull heart.

Koos' voice was very sincere, as if he was afraid that the person on the other side might not understand what he meant, and he even deliberately concretized the scene there.

However, the next moment, the light and shadow that had not yet taken shape dissipated into the air.

"No need."

With a cold voice, as if to keep people at a distance, Asmodeus interrupted Koos's actions.

"I don't care if anyone is following me, and I don't need to go back to see anyone."

"Since he's your acquaintance, don't tell me about it!"

"If you don't have anything else to do, I won't stay long."

"When that day comes, someone will come to see you again."

"...Okay, as you wish."

After a moment's silence, Koos nodded after being rejected by a series of words.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to be in a much better mood.

"Since you have something important to do, please do as you please."

"As for my consciousness, it will remain here forever..."

There was no response, and in the blink of an eye, the visitor disappeared.

There was a strange look in his eyes for a long time, and then he looked at the place where the other party disappeared and shook his head slightly.

"childish……"

……

Time passes and the sun and moon move.

Standing in the sky and looking down at the world, you can see the changes of spring and autumn.

Like a pool of colorful water pouring down, interweaving all kinds of sorrows and joys on the earth.

It flashed before my eyes, as if it was just yesterday.

Odysseus remembered his father's earnest advice and the dream he wanted to pursue when he was young.

He still remembered that when he first heard the adventure story of Theseus, the Athenian prince, he swore in his heart.

One day, I will travel around the continent and leave an immortal legend in the world.

However, in a trance, the childhood dream has been crushed into dust.

Now his memories are filled with more death and blood.

"Oss..."

"..."

"Odysseus..."

"..."

"Odysseus!"

锔——!
The hero, awakened from his sleep and taking a short rest under a tree, drew his sword.

Years of fighting have made his nerves extremely tense, and even the slightest movement will bring about the most fierce counterattack.

From still to extremely fast, it only takes a moment.

The next moment, the sharp alchemical sword stopped in front of a figure with only one arm.

call--!
The wind created by the sword made a whistling sound, blowing the warrior's long hair.

Finally regaining some consciousness, Odysseus could see the face of the person in front of him.

"Maude... is that you?"

"It's me. I didn't mean to disturb your rest."

"But the situation is urgent and I have to come."

The voice was a little hoarse. The young noble who once traveled around the continent with the young prince was no longer naive and immature.

Maud looked at his best friend, the monarch to whom he later swore allegiance.

His right arm seemed to be swung in a position, as if he was touching his chest in salute.

But Odysseus could see clearly that there was nothing there, no trace of any limbs at all.

"Not long ago, His Majesty Boreas, the God of the North Wind, claimed that he saw an opportunity and ordered us to lead the army into battle again."

"Although I argued with him and told him that the so-called opportunity was just a trap set by the Athenians, he simply wouldn't listen to me..."

"——What was the result? How many people died?"

His breath hitched, Odysseus interrupted directly.

But Maude hesitated for a moment, but still told the outcome of this charge.

"Of the 7,000 men in the vanguard, no one else survived except a dozen knights and the captives."

"Several hundred enemy soldiers were wiped out, some of whom were killed or wounded at the beginning of the battle, and the rest were the result of the battle fought by His Majesty the God of the North Wind alone." "But this was only temporary. Not long after, the Queen of Athens secretly appeared here from the battlefield in the eastern plains, and the battle was declared over."

"His Highness Boreas did not last long in the face of that famous sword... Everyone said that the sword held the power that Theseus used to defeat the gods, and it even became more powerful in the hands of his successor."

"After being pierced through the chest by a sword, the God of the North Wind turned into an invisible air current and fled the battlefield."

"What followed was an undoubted rout."

dong dong dong——!
His heart was beating violently, and Odysseus' blood was boiling as Maud told his story.

He didn't blame the other party for not waking him up earlier, because they both knew that even if he was awake, he couldn't solve the problem at all.

Ever since the order of the King of Gods was passed on to the gods of Olympus, the intensity of the battlefield on earth has risen by more than one level.

The gods met their end one after another, slaughtering the mortal world at will - for a time, the coalition did have some advantages, but it was only temporary.

Gradually, as time passed, on the other side of the battlefield, those gods and powerful demigods who were not part of the coalition also joined the battle, leveling the situation between the two sides.

However, most gods on both sides of the war knew that the nature of this human conflict had long since changed after the conflict on the top of Mount Olympus.

They cannot decide the final outcome; that is a conflict and contest between the God King and the Primordial God, and it will only come to an end when the seal floating on the sacred mountain is opened.

Therefore, except for a few gods who wanted to show off, the fighting spirit of the Olympian gods was not very strong.

They provoke conflict, flex their muscles on the battlefield, cause some seemingly acceptable damage... and then choose to retreat calmly and gracefully, leaving behind only large numbers of mortal casualties.

Among them, Boreas, the god of the north wind, and Notus, the god of the south wind, are the most typical examples.

Perhaps it was Zephyrus, the chief of the wind gods, who set a good example for them. These two wind gods were very keen on charging into battle on earth - but that was just charging into battle.

They don't care about winning or losing, let alone the consequences.

All they had to do was to diligently carry out Zeus' orders, even if it meant losing face at the hands of humans.

crunch...

With a blank expression on his face, Odysseus tightened his grip on his sword.

After a long while, with a clang sound, he sheathed the sword.

The two of them were on a hill, from where they could see the entire nearby camp.

However, when he looked around, Odysseus could only see numb faces.

Their clothing and armor were mottled, just like the two men's, and stained with countless bloodstains.

"……I see."

"No matter what, the God of the North Wind's divine body is damaged this time, and he will be gone for at least a few months..."

After a slight pause, as if he had thought of something, Odysseus continued:

"Even if he intends to 'go into battle with injuries' in order to show his loyalty to the God King, it will take at least a month for him to return."

"Before that, the countries in the rear will send reinforcements. They have nothing but a lot of people."

"Relax, there are not many Qataris here. Our home is on the vast ocean. Although... although there are storms and heavy rains there now, it is at least much better than coming here."

"Moreover, the new warriors are often full of fighting spirit, and their hearts are full of faith and fighting spirit."

"In terms of actual combat capability, they are no worse than their predecessors."

He uttered cold words one after another, as if the people in the camp before him were not living people, but animals waiting to be slaughtered.

For some reason, Odysseus always had a feeling that he was getting further and further away from the person he once dreamed of.

It's not just those emotional evaluations, even the pure strength is the same... Even though he has gone through so many life-and-death battles, his sword-wielding skills are now several levels higher than before.

But Odysseus had a feeling that if he were to fight against his former self, even if he would have an overwhelming advantage at the beginning, he might even force him into a desperate situation at one point.

But when the battle comes to an end, he will be the one who dies.

Unconsciously, he seemed to have lost a certain ability, an ability that could be unleashed when facing life and death, an ability possessed by those famous demigod heroes in ancient times.

All that remained was a shell named Odysseus.

"Let's go."

"Now that you're awake... let's go take a look around the camp."

Odysseus walked out, not intending to stay here any longer.

But after taking a few steps, he frowned slightly and looked at Maude behind him.

The other party did not make any move to leave with him, but instead looked very conflicted.

After a brief silence, Odysseus asked:
"Why, do you have something to tell me?"

"……Yes."

Maud nodded slowly, her expression struggling.

"Odysseus... do you remember the debate?"

"……how?"

The debate…of course he remembered it, and it was still fresh in his memory.

But at this moment, Odysseus didn't know why the other party brought up this matter.

"If I ask you to debate again...will you still stand on the side of faith in the gods?"

"…It's just a debate, what's the difference?"

There was no direct response, so Odysseus continued to ask.

“…It makes no difference, but not long ago, I received a message from Ithaca.”

He took a deep breath, his expression somewhat complicated.

Maude recalled the contents of the letter and recounted it bit by bit.

"Because of the storms and heavy rains, as well as earthquakes and natural disasters, coupled with the fact that the clergy who believed in the Sea King had undergone many changes, the newborns among the nobles who had his divine blood were no longer magical."

"With no other options left, the kingdom's nobles and royal family began to seek protection from other gods."

"They built a more magnificent and huge temple for the ruler of the sea, the god of the sea in the Olympian pantheon, who once obeyed His Majesty Poseidon."

"But the sea gods ignored it. They chose eternal silence."

"They offered sacrifices to the Lord of the Sea, the Oceanus, and the Water Goddess, asking him to calm the storms and disperse the clouds so that they could get salt from the salt pans by the sea, fish from the sea, and exchange bronze for trade."

“But the gods of the Oceanic Pantheon still ignored it. They are as peaceful as ever.”

"Then they prayed to Apollo, the sun god, but he could not calm the raging sea."

"He just prophesied and told the subjects of the kingdom that all these disasters were caused by the disappearance of the Sea Emperor, but they would eventually be suppressed by the many sea gods."

"In desperation, they prayed to the goddess of fire."

"However, even though the goddess performed miracles and brought them warmth, she was still unable to change the sea and bring new life to the people of the entire kingdom."

"In the end, no matter how many attempts were made, the gods either did not respond or could only delay the kingdom's demise... This was the fate that could not be changed as a country near the sea."

"Until that day, deep in the island, they discovered some ancient ruins."

It didn't say what the ruins were, but Odysseus had some vague guesses.

After all, in connection with what was said before, perhaps there they found traces of an ancient god who could alleviate the natural disasters from the sea.

Most of the ancient gods in the world today, if they are not the well-known ones, are mostly gods outside the Olympian pantheon.

So perhaps what Maud meant was to ask him whether he would punish his subjects when the people of Ithaca deviated from their faith when faced with disaster?
“If that’s the case, I don’t blame them.

"But who is this ancient god? Is he some eternal prisoner?"

The first thing that came to my mind was the Titan god, the bronze creator, who was also one of the gods who played the leading role in that debate.

Prometheus, the prophet, was indeed imprisoned on the sea, and he did have a very close connection with humans.

If his power escapes from the sea eye, it is possible that it can help the human race in the sea.

However, in response to his question, Maud first nodded, then shook his head, leaving Odysseus confused for a moment.

"What does it mean?"

"It is indeed related to the bronze creator, Prometheus who stole fire."

“But in fact, the crux of the problem goes beyond that.”

Taking a deep breath, Maud explained in a deep voice:

"In fact, that is not a relic from this era at all, but a relic from an earlier period, from the last era."

“The oldest humans, the ancestors of the Golden Age, once lived here.”

“And they also believe in gods.”

(End of this chapter)