Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

He hid his figure in front of Momun and observed silently for a while. Only when he was sure that the other party did not intend to seek help from Prometheus did Mephistopheles smile with satisfaction.

I chose the latter between Orson and Momont because he met the requirements better. In the follow-up, there is no need to monitor anymore. Since Momeng doesn't plan to say it now, there is a high probability that he won't say it in the future.

After signaling to the two gods who had been observing just now, Mephisto headed towards the human tribe first. There are many temples of gods here, so it is not a safe place after all.

After all, as an outsider, there is a gap between his aura and the real world. Ordinary gods have little knowledge and may not understand what this feeling is, but those powerful gods can recognize it.

"Are you a human? Didn't all silver humans die at the turn of the era?"

Not long after, as soon as he left the tribe of bronze humans, Keto, who had already been filled with doubts, couldn't help but ask.

Zeus did not make a big deal about secretly sending the rainbow goddess Iris to deal with the "remnants of the old era", so the official rhetoric was just like Ceto said, everything was because of the disaster at the change of the era.

"Yes, in fact, I was once a silver human."

Nodding, Mephistopheles dispersed the black mist surrounding the two of them.

"But that doesn't mean it's still the case now. Before the great Lord of Nine Hells promoted me to a god-like existence, Silver Humanity was already different from the past."

"Now, we call ourselves devils. And I am the lord among devils."

"I was awarded the third-class title by the Lord of the Nine Hells. This is the title he uses to classify the status of the hell lords."

Maybe it's because of close contact with the source of darkness, or maybe it's because of the changes in the environment after the Nine Hells integrated that power. In short, the first generation of devils were born close to darkness.

Walking in this world, the blessings of the Nine Hells have been weakened by more than half, but Mephisto's affinity for darkness has not. These forces called 'elements' did not reject his call at all, but were very obedient to change according to his wishes.

This creation called [Magic Network] is indeed very strange. Although it binds the elements, it does not refuse any existence to use it, just like it is just a tool to sort out power.

But anyway, this is a good thing. The power to control the elements gives him a lot more options in the mortal world.

And if nothing else, if the previous human drank his blood, he would also be able to obtain some similar power from it.

"Title?"

Another unfamiliar word was heard, but Keto could probably understand the meaning of this sentence.

Probably just like the levels of divine power of gods, it is a division of the power of this special 'regional god'.

"So what are you here for, just to have a few words with a mortal?"

Shaking his head slightly, Mephistopheles didn't expect the other party to understand his intentions.

"It's troublesome to explain. Instead of focusing on me, why don't you think about yourself, ma'am."

"Now that you have left Olympus, it proves that to the King of Gods, your status is probably not as good as your enemy. So you need to find a powerful enough existence to get shelter before you can continue to do what you want to do."

Speaking calmly, Mephistopheles was not ready to find the second human immediately.

Most of today's bronze humans are still devout, and they have no idea about the little tricks of their creator and priests. In this case, even if he could persuade a few people with his words, it would still be half the result with half the effort.

Doing the most things in the simplest way is his life creed. And even in just half a day, Mephisto had already figured out the current situation of the human tribe.

Like a volcano about to erupt, it just depends on when it will explode. He doesn't need to do anything extra, he just needs to find a few suitable candidates among these priests, and then quietly wait for Prometheus to destroy himself.

Only then can humans who have lost their Creator be corrupted by Him from top to bottom.

"So what do you need from me and what can you give me? Until now, I don't even know who the 'Lord of Nine Hells' you are talking about is."

Not knowing the secret plan of the person in front of him, he frowned and Ketuo asked.

"And 'faith' is the secret of the God King you said? But I don't feel this power at all."

"Of course you can't feel it. You are not a natural god, you represent a part of the world. Regardless of whether humans know you or not, as long as the place where they live is related to you, they can provide you with some beliefs. You are not a certain human being. The founders of various skills, cultures, and legends can draw strength from them."

"If a god can gain faith, then this is no longer a secret. Why do you think the God King forbids humans from approaching the ocean?"

He said lightly that Mephistopheles had experienced faith.

After becoming a lord canonized by the Lord of Nine Hells, he was able to obtain blessings from the 'territory' he owned and possessed god-like power. However, as he entered the real world, most of this blessing was cut off.

And other devils living in his territory will provide him with such a belief intentionally or unintentionally. Even if the proportion is small, it is there.

"Belief or something has nothing to do with you now. It is the key to the fight between the truly powerful gods in the future. I can almost foresee that sooner or later, the God King on Mount Olympus will allow humans to gain the ability to reproduce, and then One day in the future, perhaps the gods will divide themselves into camps and be hostile to each other."

Looking at Ceto, in the previous exchange, Mephistopheles knew about the divine power she had, the disguised and false 'beauty'.

Now, this power may not be useful. But when humans can reproduce, this is a very useful authority.

The first wave of souls had the folly of the Illuminati, and Mephistopheles was already sure of it. Now, in order to perfectly fulfill his agreement with the Lord of Nine Hells, he had to think in advance how to continuously obtain souls.

Don't be so straightforward later, otherwise neither the gods on Mount Olympus nor the beings in the spiritual world will let him go.

"As for what I need you to do, actually now, I need this Ms. Megara's help even more."

Looking at the goddess of jealousy aside, Mephistopheles slowly promised:

"Help me stir up the jealousy of humans, madam. Stir up their jealousy of immortality and power, but don't make it too obvious."

"The Styx witnesses that if you are willing to obey my orders in the next thousand years, then when everything is over, your wishes will be fulfilled."

"especially you."

Mephistopheles looked at Ceto, and he already knew what the other person really cared about.

"The true nature of gods cannot be changed under normal circumstances, but with the reshaping of the power of the world, nothing is impossible."

"At that time, although you will only master 'false beauty', it will not affect you at all. You can 'become' real beauty——"

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Today's bronze human tribe is really lively. In a short period of time, more than one god passed by here, but none of them attracted Ryan's real attention.