Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Eastern part of the continent, near Delphi.

Unlike other places, this place has been peaceful and tranquil for thousands of years without any external interference.

As the fertile land in the eastern part of the continent, under the unconscious influence of the Earth Mother and the golden apple tree, no harm can approach here, and no bad things can happen here.

Humans in the golden age once spent a wonderful life here. From birth to death, they have no worries. Except for the sacrifice to the gods, no life matters can bother them.

But with the passing of the golden humans, their successors did not enjoy the same treatment.

Silver humans were born because of the Earth Mother's resentment towards the God King and because of the Lord of Darkness's coveting of the spiritual world. They are born with all kinds of negative emotions, and even the gods cannot get their respect and belief.

Therefore, these naturally evil humans were only briefly paid attention to when they were just created, and then they were quickly rejected by all the gods.

In the hearts of the gods, their existence is not even as good as their peers without wisdom - various beasts were taken to various parts of the continent by many gods, and gradually multiplied and thrived, but the silver humans were left behind.

No god was interested in these humans who exuded a negative atmosphere, and the Earth Mother swept them out the day they were created. Even Prometheus, who felt pity, abandoned the silver humans after spending some time with them.

What makes people feel ridiculous is that the gods of foresight, who taught them some knowledge, enjoy a bad reputation among humans. This is probably the embodiment of the other side of human nature, greed, ingratitude, and not daring to rebuke the strong, but blaming those who show kindness.

In short, the silver humans were expelled from Delphi. More than once, they looked at the place where they were born, recalled the beauty there, and then fought with each other for a little benefit.

Lies, fraud, conspiracy, killing, in this process, a special class system gradually emerged among the silver humans. The superiors have absolute dominance over the subordinates, but it is not uncommon for the inferiors to overthrow the superiors.

However, with the outbreak of the God War, even for the sake of survival, humans were forced to put aside their struggles. They cooperated, reduced the time for individual outdoor activities, and prayed that no disaster would fall from the sky.

Of course, the struggle was not eliminated, but just changed to another form.

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"These... gods!"

At the foot of a mountain thousands of miles away from Delphi, Asmodeus looked at the stream of light passing through the sky with fear.

Over the years, the gods have fought on the earth. At first, they were still restrained, but in recent years, even the vicinity of the Earth Mother's residence has gradually become a battlefield.

They dared not step into the great plains, but they did not hesitate to fight around. Nearly half of the silver humans were affected and died, and even so, when Asmodeus saw the gods, he only dared to say those disrespectful words in his heart.

This is not a special case among the silver humans, but because Asmodeus witnessed with his own eyes how his superiors were crushed into powder.

Of course, his rise to power also depends on this.

Fearing power but not virtue, the silver humans are the most vivid in this aspect. So from then on, at least the force of the gods made Asmodeus learn to shut up.

"I don't know if the people who go out to find food this time can return safely."

"If not, I have to find a way to get some from others."

Thinking silently, as one of the 'leaders' of this group of silver humans, although this position may be overthrown at any time, Asmodeus can temporarily avoid the hard work of finding food and work.

Unlike gold humans, for silver humans, labor is one of the things they least want to do. If possible, they just want to sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Of course, if they can't do it, then getting things by cheating and plundering is not a bad idea.

"It's been eight years, Asmodeus, and I don't know when it will end. Can't these gods be quiet?"

Without any respect, not far from Asmodeus, another silver human was also a little annoyed.

"I want to, but unfortunately, they won't listen to me."

With a sneer, Asmodeus mocked: "Why don't you try? Mephisto, maybe you can 'convince' a few gods to do things for you."

"Forget it, although I am very confident in my language, the premise is that they have to give me a chance to speak."

Shrugged, the man called Mephisto said lightly. Although it was a refusal, judging from the meaning in his words, if he was given a chance to talk, he really wanted to try to convince one or two gods.

I don't know whether this is out of confidence or arrogance.

Or, success is confidence, and failure is arrogance.

"Speaking of which, although I don't know what these gods are called and where they come from, they should be divided into two parties."

"At the beginning, the gods close to the west had the upper hand. But now, it seems that the east has more advantages."

"Maybe when one of them wins completely, we don't have to worry about the disaster from the sky."

Looking at the direction where the light disappeared before, Mephisto guessed.

Sometimes, he can still hear the conversation between the gods. From the words, he learned that the two gods were fighting for the position of "God King".

One of them was the original God King, and the other was called Olympus.

"Maybe, but it may be a worse ending."

Unlike Mephisto, Asmodeus was pessimistic about this.

"Maybe when one of them wins, they will remember us and kill us directly. After all, we don't meet their requirements at all, right?"

"Damn it, I also want to at least behave like a devout believer, but I don't know why I can't do it."

Somewhat annoyed, Asmodeus felt that there was always something in his spirit that was affecting him. Evil does not mean stupidity. He still knows how to be humble in front of the strong. Unfortunately, under the influence of this unknown force, he always finds it difficult to control his emotions.

"I haven't tried it for a long time. Haha, we were created by God, but abandoned. I guess we must have some other uses, different from the golden humans."

Shaking his head, Mephisto understood him very well. He also knew the feeling of being affected by this emotion, but he thought it was probably due to the influence of the gods.

Prometheus once told them the story of the golden humans. The gods hoped to change the silver humans with this, but Mephisto heard other meanings from it.

Human character can be shaped. Since the golden humans have been shaped, there is no reason why they can't.

Furthermore, since the gods have the ability to shape their characters, but their silver humans are still like this, there must be some reason.

If they are valuable, they will not be killed easily. This is the conclusion that Mephisto came to after backstabbing his boss all the way. So for a moment, he was not worried about humans being slaughtered by the gods.

At least, he could know the purpose of his creation, and then see if there was any chance of resistance.

Clang——

A clear sound instantly interrupted the conversation between the two. There was no communication. Almost immediately, the two "leaders" of the silver humans lay on the ground together.

The next moment, the earth shook. A wave of air came from afar, sweeping half of the camp, and then hit the high mountain not far away, shaking off the sky full of gravel and dust.

Fortunately, the mountain did not collapse after all.

"Cough cough——"

In the smoke and dust, Asmodeus coughed twice, and then hurriedly stopped. He rolled on the ground, and put his right hand on his waist.

The next moment, a stone knife was stuck where he stood before.

"Quick reaction."

Mephisto praised casually, as if nothing had happened. He walked forward to pick up the stone knife, and then looked at the chaotic camp in the distance.

"Ahem, of course, otherwise I wouldn't have lived to this day."

Coughing again, Asmodeus got up from the ground, as if nothing had happened.

"Maybe the earth is not suitable for us, maybe the silver humans are born unable to coexist with the lives on the earth."

"No need to coexist."

Shaking his head, Mephisto opened his arms, as if embracing the world.

"How beautiful it is, such a beautiful world, why should we share it with others?"

"Let us all die, or let them all listen to us, that's enough, isn't it."