Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Chapter 117 Discussion

Eastern part of the continent, near Delphi.

Unlike other places, it has been peaceful and peaceful for thousands of years without any external disturbance.

As a sacred place in the eastern part of the continent, under the unconscious influence of the Earth Mother and the Golden Apple Tree, no harm can come close to it, and no bad things can happen here.

Human beings in the Golden Age spent their wonderful lives here. From birth to death, they have no worries. Except for sacrifices to gods, nothing in life can trouble them.

But as the golden humans passed away, their successors did not enjoy the same treatment.

Silver humans were born out of the Earth Mother's resentment towards the God King, and out of the Dark Lord'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 inherently evil humans were only briefly noticed when they were first created, and then they were quickly rejected by all the gods.

In the hearts of the gods, their existence is not even comparable to that of their unintelligent contemporaries - all kinds of beasts were taken to various parts of the continent by many gods, and gradually multiplied and multiplied, but only the silver humans were left behind.

No god is interested in these human beings who exude negative vibes, and Mother Earth kicked them out the day she created them. Even Prometheus, who felt pity, abandoned the silver humans after spending some time with them.

What makes people feel ridiculous is that the Illuminati God who taught them some knowledge has a bad reputation among humans. This is probably a manifestation of the other side of human nature, greed, ungratefulness, and those who dare not rebuke the strong, but criticize 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 competed with each other for a little benefit.

Lies, fraud, conspiracy, and killing, in the process, a special class system was gradually born among silver humans. Superiors have absolute power over subordinates, but it is not uncommon for subordinates to dominate superiors.

However, with the outbreak of the God War, humans were forced to put aside their struggle with each other even for survival. They cooperated to reduce the time for individual outings and prayed that there would be no unforeseen disasters.

Of course, fighting has not been eliminated, it has just changed into another form.

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"These gods!"

Thousands of miles away from Delphi, at the foot of a mountain, Asmodeus looked at the stream of light across the sky with fear.

Over the years, the gods fought across the land. In the beginning, they were restrained, but in recent years, even the area near the Earth Mother's residence has gradually turned into a battlefield.

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

This is not a special case among 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.

Awe of power but not moral, this aspect is clearly demonstrated by Silver Humanity. So from now on, at least the god's force made Asmodeus learn to shut up.

"I don't know if the people who went out to look for food this time can return safely."

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

Silently thinking, as one of the 'leaders' of this group of silver humans, even though 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, working is one of the last things they want to do. If possible, they just want to sit back and enjoy the results.

Of course, if this is not possible, then it is not a bad idea to obtain things through deception and plunder.

"It's been eight years, Asmodeus. I don't know when the end will be. Can't these gods stop for a while?"

There was no respect at all. Not far from Asmode, another silver human was also a little annoyed.

"I thought so too, but it's a pity that they won't listen to me."

With a sneer, Asmode taunted: "How about you give it a try? Mephistopheles, maybe you can 'persuade' a few gods to do things for you."

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

Shrugging, the man known as Mephistopheles said calmly. Although it was a refusal, judging from the meaning behind his words, if he was given a chance to talk, he really wanted to try and see if he could convince one or two gods.

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

In other words, success is self-confidence, 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."

"In the beginning, those gods closer to the west had the upper hand. But now, it seems that those in the east have the advantage."

"Perhaps when one side wins completely, we no longer need to worry about disasters from heaven."

Looking at the direction where the stream of light disappeared, Mephistopheles guessed.

Sometimes, he could hear conversations between gods. From the words, he learned that the two gods were fighting for the position of the 'God King'.

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

"Maybe, but maybe a worse ending."

Unlike Mephistopheles, Asmodeus has a pessimistic attitude towards this.

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

"Damn it, I want to at least act like a believer, but I don't know why, but I just 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 remain humble in front of the strong. Unfortunately, under the influence of this unknown force, it is always difficult for him to control his emotions.

"I have stopped trying for a long time. Haha, we were created by God, but then abandoned. I guess we must have some other uses that are different from golden humans."

Mephistopheles shook his head. He understood the other party very well. He also knew how it felt to be affected by such emotions, but he believed that this was probably due to the influence of gods.

Prometheus once told them the story of the Golden Man. The gods originally hoped that this would make the silver humans change, but Mephistopheles heard other meanings in it.

Human characters can be shaped, and since golden humans have been shaped, there is no reason why they can't.

Furthermore, since the gods have the ability to shape characters, but their silver humans are still the same as they are now, there must be some reason.

If you are valuable, you will not be killed easily. This is the conclusion that Mephisto came to by stabbing his boss in the back all the way. So for a moment, he wasn't worried about humans being slaughtered by the gods.

At least, he can know the purpose of his creation, and then see if there is a chance to resist.

Zheng——

A clear cry instantly interrupted the conversation between the two. There was no communication, and almost immediately, the two silver human ‘leaders’ lay on the ground together.

The next moment, the ground shook. A wave of air came from a distance, swept through half of the camp, and then hit a high mountain not far away, shaking down gravel and dust all over the sky.

Fortunately, the mountain did not collapse.

"Cough-cough-"

In the smoke and dust, Asmode coughed twice, then hurriedly stopped. He rolled on the spot and pressed his right hand to his waist.

The next moment, where he was standing before, a stone knife was inserted there.

"The response was pretty quick."

With a casual compliment, Mephistopheles acted as if nothing had happened. He stepped forward and picked up the stone knife, then looked at the chaotic camp in the distance.

"Ahem, of course, otherwise I wouldn't be alive today."

With another cough, Asmodeus got up from the ground, as if nothing had happened.

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

"No need to coexist."

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

"What a wonderful 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."