Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

abyss.

When the rituals of the present world begin to operate, the nine overlapping worlds in the abyss will be felt.

Unlike the spiritual world, where the surface and the material world are one-to-one, if you want to open a channel between hell and this world, you need a coordinate and an anchor point to connect the two sides. The rituals laid out by Mephistopheles are undoubtedly such a mark.

It was created by Asmodeus. As the former God of Time and Space, he still has a very deep understanding of time and space. At this moment, as the connection with the coordinates became clearer and clearer, an illusory portal slowly emerged in the second level of hell.

Rolling lava rolled on the earth, and under the influence of the Fire Kingdom, some volcanoes and lava were slowly born in the Nine Hells. At this moment, Asmodeus and the former god of weather, Cleos, stood together, watching the illusory light door gradually solidify.

The world and hell are isolated from each other, which means they don't know what is happening on the other side. But since Mephisto opened the portal as scheduled, everything probably went smoothly and nothing unnecessary happened.

"If you want, you can also go to the present world and go to Olympus. I know that you have always been worried about the fact that you were sent into the abyss."

Putting his hands behind his back, the Lord of Nine Hells said with a smile. Although this was the first time he had returned to the world he ruled after the turn of the era, he didn't have any other emotions.

It's just a matter of time, today is just the beginning.

"What about you, Your Majesty, do you plan to return to this world as your past identity or your current one?"

There was a flash of emotion in his eyes, but Cleos still asked.

"Once. Haha, it's not the time yet. Although I have taken a small step, there is still some gap between me and the Mother Goddess I respect. After all, the time when Nine Hells was born was too short."

"Since Olympus cannot be overthrown under the suppression of the laws of this world, there is no need to arouse more vigilance in others. Let's leave it to the future for now. Compared to Zeus, I would rather see my loyal subordinate."

With some nostalgia, the Lord of Nine Hells looked to his side. There was someone who had always been by his side, but she finally chose to go the other way.

"My God King failed miserably. No one is willing to stand by my side, not even my sister who has spent ten thousand years with me. Fortunately, he still exists, which makes me feel that I am somewhat capable."

"I left too hastily before. After all, I didn't expect such an opportunity in the abyss. This time I have to tell him that I have never forgotten his existence, and he will always be my most trusted guard."

"Then I won't go either."

Shaking his head slightly, Cleos said:

"When you are ready to set foot on Mount Olympus in the name of Cronus, I will go with you. If you just go and make Zeus uncomfortable now, what's the point?"

"Although I am not as good as that young man, when the time comes, please let me be your vanguard. When that time comes, don't be lenient!"

"Hahaha good!"

With a loud laugh, the Lord of Nine Hells raised his head slightly. His eyes passed through the boundary wall and looked at the giant snake.

"Then please stay a moment, Cleos."

"Let me go and see first what kind of results the young man who put down his arrogance in front of me has achieved."

As the words fell, Asmodeus took a step forward. The illusory light door trembled for a moment, but finally stabilized. The light and shadow changed, as if it was a minute, or as if a long time had passed. When everything returned to calm, the Lord of Nine Hells was already facing the dark seabed.

There were no colorful visions, and there was only one audience. This sea area silently ushered in an existence beyond the standard.

"Salute to you, Your Majesty, you are finally here."

Bowing in front of the Lord of the Nine Hells, Mephistopheles had been waiting for a long time.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Mephistopheles. It seems that your experience has not been smooth sailing."

The Lord of Nine Hells glanced around. There are densely packed illusory spiritual bodies layer upon layer, including human beings and other life forms on the Great Plains. Millions of souls are wandering here, much more than all the silver humans in the past.

But he didn't mention this immediately. After all, the environment the two of them were in now was really unusual.

"It's not difficult to imagine. Your Majesty, humans and gods all like to be smart."

"With a few exceptions, all the souls of bronze humans are here, and there are also many souls of alien beasts. Their souls are even better than those of ordinary humans."

With a slight smile, Mephistopheles showed off his results.

"All. How did you do it?"

Somewhat dumbfounded, Asmodeus couldn't figure out how this silver human collected all the human souls. Especially in the current environment, the sight of the sea overturning the land can only be achieved by Poseidon.

"That's a long story. I have to thank the Creator of mankind for giving me the opportunity."

"But Your Majesty, I will explain to you the details of my trip to the human world one by one. However, I have recruited a special lady for the Nine Hells, and my previous communication with you will inevitably attract some people's attention."

"I see."

Nodding, the movement in the sky was not hidden from Asmodeus. He reached out and pointed back, and the door he just passed through instantly turned into a whirlpool, and the endless souls around him rushed into it.

"You did a good job. Although you have only completed half of the things in this world, part of our bet can be settled in advance."

"Now, I handle this."

Taking one step forward, the figure of the Lord of Hell disappeared without a trace. Behind him, Mephisto bowed to the place where he left, and then happily walked through the illusory turbine with the souls.

The devil doesn't need to worry about the remaining things. His affairs are over, and I guess nothing will happen to the daughter of the original Poseidon.

Soon, the water became quiet again, and only the sound of souls passing by was still heard.

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Rainbow lights flew across the sky.

Gentle flames surround the rainbow light, dispelling the coldness of the heavy rain. The goddess of the kitchen fire patrolled the sea, but there were only waves.

At the previous banquet in Olympus, Hestia left the party early because she was dissatisfied with Poseidon's attitude. It's just that after leaving the palace, she didn't return to her own palace, but instead came to the earth.

She planned to visit the descendants of those two gods, Deucalion, the son of Prometheus, and Pyrrha, the daughter of his brother. Although it was not stated explicitly, they were allowed to survive the Great Flood because all the gods knew that the God-King would never allow any other god to take credit for the creation of man.

And now it is no longer necessary for God to create man. Creation is always difficult, but imitation is very different. After three human eras, now with the help of the gods, creating humans is not as difficult as imagined. What really matters is the materials for making them.

Fortunately, at this point, the gods were already prepared.

"What is this, some dark force?"

Suspended in mid-air, Hestia frowned. The dull light surges up through the sea water, corresponding to the thick clouds in the sky.