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Hecate's expression was not very good when she talked about the disaster, and as she described it, Morpheus also understood why her expression was so ugly.

The destroyer of civilization, the predator planet, appeared and discovered the earth. It sent its own sub-individual planetary scouts to the earth, while it continued to wander in the universe.

Although it is just a sub-individual, like a small worker bee in a beehive, the strength of this individual is devastating to the earth.

Around 12000 years BC, the Wandering Planet Vanguards landed on the Earth and the Moon. The Mecha Gods outside took the lead in launching a counterattack. After all, they themselves were a space fleet. Unfortunately, they were directly blown up by the Wandering Planet Vanguards and could not be stopped for long.

Then the wandering vanguard, the individual called Cefalu, began to devour the Earth's civilization. The gods of different regions were defeated one by one, and no one could stop this giant whose purpose was to destroy and devour civilization.

If it weren't for the Star Sword forged based on the planet, a holy sword created by Gaia, the consciousness of the Earth, which was a weapon that condensed the wishes of all beings on this planet, even though Cefalu's shell could withstand the temperature of the star, it would have been pierced by this sword. It is because of this that the Earth was able to survive.

It is for this reason that the mecha gods who have lost their physical bodies have to continue to exist as pure conceptual gods. Since then, they have been subject to more restrictions and can no longer display more power on this earth.

It was also because of the destruction of Cefalu that the separation between God and man occurred. The Age of Gods began to rapidly decline from then on, and the importance of mankind on the stage of Earth became increasingly greater.

"The future should belong to mankind," said Hecate.

"The future does belong to humans." Morpheus nodded in approval.

Then he took a step back and bowed respectfully to Hecate: "Thank you, beautiful lady, thank you for telling me all these secrets."

"It's not really a secret. I'm just curious what you plan to do now that you know this."

The corners of Morpheus' mouth curled up slightly: "I want to try to construct this story into a magic spell."

Hecate: ???

Chapter 9 Transactions

Hecate is very confident in magic because she is the goddess of magic and has an extremely deep understanding of magic.

But precisely because of this, when the man from another world in front of her proposed his idea, she couldn't help but reveal a puzzled expression.

"What do you mean? Do you want to use the history I told you to create new magic? But is this really possible?" She raised her eyebrows and asked with a hint of disbelief in her tone.

"Even if something could be created based on this history, wouldn't it just be some kind of prop to recreate past scenes?"

Hecate spoke according to her own understanding and was very confident in her guess.

This wasn't arrogance, but because as a god, the way she cast magic was completely different from that of mortals. She could directly touch the root of the problem, and this ability gave her an understanding of magic far beyond that of ordinary people.

However, the man in front of her was a traveler from another world with a special identity, which forced her to take every word he said seriously.

Moreover, this mystery aroused her curiosity and made her feel that Morpheus in front of her was particularly interesting.

"You've successfully aroused my interest, Morpheus." The corners of her mouth rose, and her smile was warm and bright.

You really sound like a domineering female CEO, Morpheus complained silently in his heart, then he chuckled and responded:

"It's truly an honor for me to be looked upon by a civilized god. If my father knew, he would probably think I was daydreaming."

Hecate asked curiously, "Why a daydream?"

"Because it's hard to prove, he might think I'm mentally ill. After all, it's not uncommon for magicians to have brain problems, such as excessive water accumulation causing logical problems."

Morpheus explained, his words revealing a subtle view of the magician community.

Hecate grasps this point acutely:

"You are prejudiced against magicians? But aren't you a magician yourself? Oh, I see. You are distinguishing between magic and sorcery. You want to say that you are not a magician, but a magician."

"Indeed, in my world, we call what was performed in the past and present magic, and what will be performed in the future magic. This is because as humanity progresses, many things that were once only possible with magic can now be achieved with tools and techniques."

Morpheus explained it simply, and Hecate immediately understood.

It doesn't require too much explanation. As long as part of it is explained, Hecate, the goddess of magic, can understand everything.

And from Morpheus' words, she had a clearer understanding of the future.

She said thoughtfully, "So, will the future world be one where mysteries gradually disappear and the gods go into hiding?"

"I choose to remain silent on this issue." Morpheus shrugged, but his attitude said it all.

Hecate didn't press for an answer. She just sighed and looked towards the sky outside the temple. "Ever since Cephalu appeared, the mystery has been fading. The time when the gods will go into hiding will come sooner or later."

Changing the subject, she brought up Morpheus's views on magicians again: "But what about your prejudices? Magicians who pursue the root of things may resort to extreme actions when the mystery fades, but we can't generalize."

"Magicians who pursue the origins, as the mystery continues to fade, always do things that some people hate and despise. While constantly losing their own base, they still maintain their arrogance towards other schools.

"And I can say this: these people, if not the majority, at least make up 20% to 30% of the total. The top management of magicians today is also made up of this group of people."

Morpheus said this, laughing unusually happily.

"To be honest, I wasn't a good kid to my father. He asked me to learn magic, but I ran away and went to a human school that had nothing to do with the mystical world. He had to cut off my living expenses because of this.

"If he knew that I didn't study magic because of this prejudice, he would probably kick me out of the house."

This was just ordinary family gossip, but Hecate felt very relaxed listening to it. She felt like she had witnessed a warm family with her own eyes. The relationship between the father and son in this family was enviable.

However, Hecate is a god after all, a mechanical being in the past, and she captured the hidden message in Morpheus' words.

"Magician, but you think you are a magician, why is that?"

"This is a secret, but perhaps in the near future, I will tell it." Morpheus smiled without saying anything, his eyes full of confidence. Even though he was facing a god, he would not compromise at all.

Seeing this, Hecate stopped asking: "You are so confident, is it because of your secret?"

"Yes, it's because of my secret." Morpheus smiled mysteriously.

Hecate stopped forcing him to reveal more and asked, "Is your secret related to the magical equipment you wear?"

"It is indeed related." Morpheus nodded.

Hecate was silent.

The protective power displayed by that seemingly strange but ordinary piece of clothing even shocked Hecate. It seemed to transcend the limits of mortals and reach the realm of gods.

In fact, the protective power of this clothing reaches the level of protection that can be achieved by the mechanical bodies of the Titan gods in the distant past when their physical bodies were still there. That is far beyond the protective power of the gods on Earth today!

This was not an object that could be captured or forced at will. Hecate understood this, so she chose to cooperate and wait.

Of course, she felt that working with the other party would be a more enjoyable thing.

Hecate smiled, a bright smile: "I am looking forward to the day when you reveal the secret. In these long years, there is one more thing I look forward to."

The very act of waiting made Hecate very happy.

She gently raised her hand, and a faint light appeared and slowly fell in front of Morpheus. Morpheus stretched out his hand and grabbed the light. The light dissipated, leaving only a ring.

It was a dark, or rather black crystal ring, which reminded people of the night just by looking at it.

"This small gift should save you a lot of trouble. However, different city-states in this land worship different gods, so you still need to be careful."

This ring looks very beautiful, and most importantly, it contains the breath of Hecate and the magic of Hecate. This is the beacon of Hecate.

As long as it is taken out, others will know that Morpheus now has a relationship with Hecate.

This is like a certification of status, and it can indeed save Morpheus a lot of trouble.

Morpheus looked at the ring with some gratitude: "This is a bit expensive."

"You're welcome, but it's not unconditional." Hecate looked outside, and Morpheus followed her gaze and saw Medea waiting outside, kicking stones boredly.

"Her future is full of troubles and tragedies," Hecate said, her eyes seeming to travel through time and see the future.

"You are truly a responsible teacher." Morpheus understood what the other party meant and nodded slightly: "I will find a way to solve it."

Hecate nodded with satisfaction, and her figure gradually dissipated into the air. She left here and returned to the realm of the gods.

Morpheus did not stay any longer, turned around and walked out of the temple, then greeted the girl not far away.

"I am coming."

The girl immediately stopped kicking the stone, turned around excitedly, and shouted happily: "Morpheus, you're out!"

"Yes, I'm out. I've finished discussing this with the goddess Hecate. It's time to go."

Medea came up immediately. She looked Morpheus up and down carefully. After confirming that there was nothing missing, she breathed a sigh of relief and puffed out her cheeks.

"You, if you want to do that kind of thing, you should tell me in advance. You scared me!" Medea complained, her cheeks slightly red, obviously frightened by Morpheus's behavior at that time.

"Although Goddess Hecate has a good temper, she is still a god. You shouldn't be so reckless!"

"Yes, yes, I understand. It's my fault. I will remember it."

Morpheus followed what the other party said, but his attitude did not seem very sincere, which made Medea very doubtful whether the other party really remembered what she said.

At this moment, she suddenly saw the ring on Morpheus' right hand. Looking at the ring, Medea was shocked.

"This ring?! Is this a gift from your teacher?"

"Yes, it was given to me by the goddess Hecate. She said it was a small gift." Morpheus smiled, stretched out his finger, and showed the ring more clearly to the girl.

Medea looked at the ring and was completely stunned.

"This, this is a gift from God. As the ring of the Goddess of Magic, this ring allows you to refine your magic power more easily and cast magic. Moreover, it can connect you to the teacher and allow you to use some of the teacher's power!"

"So... I can use this ring to pretend I'm a priestess of Hecate?"

Medea nodded immediately. "When we cast magic, we usually rely on our connection with the gods and use the source directly to cast magic. However, this method of casting is generally achieved by relying on the power of the gods, similar to a contract. And this ring of yours, you can think of it as a contract. It is something that most people would only dream of."

"So that's how it is. In other words, this is a program. With the help of this program, I, as a mortal, can also cast magic that represents the power of the gods. I wonder if I can use it if I go back to the future." Morpheus thought secretly and took off the cutoff.

On the other side, Medea continued to introduce.

"Morpheus, you come from another place and are unfamiliar with this place. With this ring, when you visit other city-states in the future, even if their beliefs are different, they will be more respectful to you when they see that you have a gift from your teacher!"

"Indeed, this should be the purpose." Morpheus smiled and put the ring away.

Medea was stunned by this action.

"This ring is only useful when you wear it, why did you take it off?"

"Because it's not necessary, or generally not necessary. It's best to bring it up when you really encounter something you can't solve."

Medea stared at him blankly for a long time before asking, "So what do you plan to do to solve the problem when there's really no other way?"

"Of course I'll present facts and reason with them. If I really can't win the argument, I'll just beat them until they agree with me."

At this moment, Medea finally had a new understanding of this kind, handsome and peaceful young man in front of her.

Whether it was that he suddenly cut his wrists as a sacrifice of flesh and blood in the temple, or the words he said now, all of them expressed that this man named Morpheus had a personality, or behavioral habits, that was very inconsistent with his appearance.

That's "reckless"!

"No, I have to keep an eye on Morpheus from now on. If he continues to act so recklessly, I don't know how much trouble he will cause!" Medea thought secretly in her heart and said, "Morpheus, if you want to go somewhere else in the future, remember to tell me!"

"Okay."

"I know, you should have your own ideas, such as the place you want to go..." Medea intended to continue persuading the other party to take her with him, but she was stunned halfway through.

She had prepared herself for rejection and even prepared her words to persuade the other party, but now all these became useless because the other party agreed to her request so easily.

"Eh?!"

Morpheus looked at Medea's surprised and obviously disbelieving face and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you ask me to take you with me when I go somewhere else? I said yes, don't you want to come along?"

"No, no, no, that's not it. I just didn't hear you clearly. Of course I have to go with you. After all, you are a new guest here, and as someone who is familiar with this area, of course I have to take responsibility!"

Medea puffed out her chest, but unfortunately she did not have the chest diameter of the Medea that Morpheus knew.

"I am the princess of Colchis, and I will make sure you enjoy your visit to this region!"

"Then I'll leave it to you, your beautiful princess." Morpheus smiled and watched the other party looking for various excuses.

This look made Medea blush. She quickly took a few steps forward, leaving her back to Morpheus, unwilling to continue showing her red cheeks to him.

Because if she continued to watch like this, she felt her heartbeat would become faster and faster, stronger and stronger, and it would be difficult to suppress it.

"This is so strange, why is this happening? Could it be because..." She thought silently, and even her pace quickened.

Morpheus looked at the other person's back, smiled, and followed him.

Chapter 10 Hercules

Whenever Medea had free time, she would run to the small house not far from the temple, and at this time, she was walking towards that place as usual.

What comes into view is a wooden house that has been renovated several times. Unlike the original simple house, the current house looks much more gorgeous.

The two-story wooden house, with a small courtyard outside, does not look simple at all. After all, it is much better than those farmers' houses.

In the yard, she could see clothes hanging there and smoke rising slowly from the yard. Smelling the fragrance in the air, she knew that the owner of the house was preparing lunch.

"Morpheus!" Medea waved happily and greeted the man who was sitting in the yard and fiddling with the iron skewer in his hand.