Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Since the birth of mankind, living creatures are everywhere, and Chaos seems to have suddenly become active.

The contradictions between the gods seem to have been eased, and they have turned their attention to many lives, among which the humans around the sacred mountain have attracted the most attention.

Because of the knowledge learned from the dream, the already intelligent golden humans are like turning on the plug-in. They divide occupations, build cities, and quickly widen the gap with humans in other places.

In just a few hundred years, they have transformed from barbarism to civilization. Even if they were not born with only positive emotions, the primitive city-state may have already taken shape.

There are smart beings among the gods who guessed the source of everything, but they don’t care. No matter what purpose the Lord of the Spirit World spreads knowledge, they also benefit from it.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Exquisite ornaments, gorgeous clothes, when the gods get used to all kinds of human creations, they can no longer do without them.

It was in such an environment that the eldest son of the ancient sea god and Doris, the daughter of the ocean god, married, and the disputes between the sea gods seemed to have a tendency to be temporarily suspended. But in Chaos's sky, another conflict is brewing.

With the support of the God King, Crius, the God of Weather, who has finally advanced to powerful divine power, ordered his son to win over a group of star gods. They no longer obeyed Hyperion's orders, but respected the master of Mount Odysseus.

The Sun God was furious because of this. He wanted to fight directly. After all, the star gods could leave, but as regional gods, the celestial bodies they represented were still hanging in the starry sky. But as Coos and Phoebe were invited to the God Mountain, everything returned to peace.

The situation was deadlocked for a while, and only their respective children occasionally fought in the starry sky.

Until this day, a familiar skirt suddenly appeared in front of the dark moon, which rarely visited.

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"Your Highness Nyx, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you recently?"

The cold moonlight shone through the underworld, just as Ryan had been looking at the earth. As soon as he sensed Ms. Night, he appeared directly outside the dark moon.

Thousands of years ago, when Ryan took the initiative to spread dreams, he knew that there would be such a day. After all, in the original trajectory, the God of Sleep and the God of Death were the true gods bred by Nyx alone. Let’s not talk about the God of Death, but sleep is the rest of the soul and the rest of the body. Just like [life], Ryan’s absorption of [sleep] is not complete.

Since it is incomplete, clues will be discovered. Nyx can easily detect that the son of God bred by her body lacks half of the priesthood, and the corresponding power has already flowed into the spirit world.

Of course, Ryan will definitely not admit that he has planned it in advance.

"Unlike the Earth Mother, Your Highness, you don’t often go out."

"Hehe, you pretend to be quite like it. How come the 'prophet' also pretends to be innocent?"

With a sneer, Nyx's words are still so impolite as thousands of years ago.

However, Ryan has a high tolerance for this ancient god who stays at home every day. On the one hand, he couldn't beat her, and on the other hand, although the Dark Lord was gentle and polite last time, he still felt that Ms. Ye was more "real".

The intuition of the spiritual master is still trustworthy.

"What are you talking about," Ryan said with a smile: "It takes strength to spy on fate. As a primitive god, you are also the existence that controls destiny. Unless you allow it, no one can see the destiny related to you."

"Maybe there is a misunderstanding. Why not tell me?"

Her eyes swept across Ryan's cheek. Nyx's expression did not change, but she was actually a little shaken in her heart.

After all, in the field of [Destiny], there is little that can escape her perception. She is not very sure whether Ryan can see the future related to her, but even if he can, Nyx will definitely feel it.

Prophecy is the observation and anchoring of destiny, and Ms. Ye's body symbolizes destiny itself. However, this is the truth, but it does not affect her attitude.

Regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with Ryan, she will assume that he is related to him. After all, in Chaos, no one can take advantage of her for nothing.

"You devoured the concept of [Death], am I right?"

Looking at the cold face under Nyx's veil, Ryan nodded calmly and said, "That's right, but it's just an accident."

"When I created the spiritual life, I found that they were different from gods. Although they had consciousness, they were not immortal. So I accelerated time and created the first death of Chaos."

"After that, the source of [Death] was connected with the spiritual world. But I have to say that [Death] is so weak that even a god of weaker power can't support it."

This is a lie.

The absorption of the source of [Death] is obviously not an accident, but the second half of the sentence is true.

Compared with [Life], [Death] is just like non-existence. In other myths, the God of Death is often the bottom line, or even the top ancient god, but this is not the case in Chaos.

Here, the God of Death is just a third-rate passerby, playing the role of 'Black and White Impermanence'. Not only can he not decide when mortals die, but even the soul has nothing to do with him.

In this world, physical death belongs to the realm of destiny, which is a level below fate. The end of a life is because he is destined to die and the string of fate is broken, not because the life is exhausted and life and death are transformed into each other.

The later Moirai is the symbol of this kind of "destined death". One of them is the weaver of the lifeline, one is the one who determines the length, and one is the one who cuts the silk thread. And their collective name is not the "Three Gods of Death", but the "Three Sisters of Fate".

On the contrary, in the soul, Ryan can be sure that there are indeed some laws of death.

"Okay, I'll just treat it as an accident."

On the side, Nix didn't care what Ryan said at all, she just continued to ask: "What about [Dream] and [Sleep]?"

"Why, are these two also accidents?"

Facing Ms. Ye's questioning, Ryan smiled slightly, and did not rush to respond, but asked back:

"The spirit world cannot devour the source power that already has the corresponding gods, so this should not be your authority.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, but you come to me for this, it means that you should be inspired by the world and give birth to the heirs corresponding to these authorities. "

Faced with Ryan's accurate 'guess', if she was not in charge of destiny, Nyx would have suspected that the other party had secretly predicted her fate. But now, she could only 'glare' at Ryan, but she didn't know what to say.

However, through the [Nyx Black Dress] that was close to the artifact of creation, the power of her 'glare' was transmitted less than 30% at most.

"Hehe, it seems that my guess is right."

"So, could it be that His Highness Nyx is very interested in the matter of 'the body giving birth to offspring', so he came to trouble me?"

"From the last conversation, I thought that you and His Highness Erebus were very disgusted with this, and didn't want the body to be inexplicably given to you-"

"Enough!" Nyx interrupted coldly. But perhaps because of her naturally erratic tone, Ryan couldn't hear any coldness.

"Whether I like it or not, you have done these things. Since you have taken the corresponding power, you have to solve the troubles that come with it for me. "

"Trouble? "Ryan was really surprised.

He thought that Ms. Ye was here to blame him, but she was here to solve the problem.

After a little thought, Ryan decided to listen. He also wanted to know what kind of problem it was that she couldn't solve.