Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

"Hell is indeed the best destination for it."

Sitting back in his seat, Ryan waved, and Bai fluttered his short wings and flew to his shoulder.

I'm not talking about Hypnos, although this natural evil god does fit there. In fact, Ryan was referring to the intercepted pole of [Gangnir].

It was originally made of branches of the World Tree in the Nine Kingdoms, and absorbed the remaining vitality of a main root. Finally, in the hands of Ryan, who had partial power over [Life], it was finally restored a little bit.

Of course, every little bit is a little bit. Just relying on the legacy of its predecessor, it is impossible for it to return to its previous level and possess a power comparable to greatness. But no matter what, as the legacy of the World Tree, the son of Yggdrasil, it will definitely become an extraordinary sacred tree.

Unfortunately, there is no place for it in the spiritual world.

As an existence that supports the nine realms, the power of the World Tree is originally biased towards materiality and carrying. The power given to it is also biased towards oaths and restraints. However, the spiritual world is a spiritual world, and there is a more powerful [Creation] than this residue. Code] as the core, and even has its own 'Tianzhu'.

After all, after digesting the symbol of one third of the sky holding up the sky after the collapse of Mount Odiles, Mount Sinaia becomes even more magical. Anchoring clarity and turbidity, separating chaos and order, it does a good job at all.

Simply, in order to prevent the treasure pearl from being covered in dust, Ryan directly changed its location and let it take root in the center of hell. If it can grow three main roots like the previous sacred tree, it can just connect the three levels of hell that are blocked in the middle.

And in addition, as an alien creation related to [Oath], perhaps this sacred tree can fill the gap of Styx in related fields after it grows up.

After all, the Styx only witnesses the oaths of the true God, which is determined by the law itself - it is the authority delegated by this world, and before it was delegated, swearing to the world was the prerogative of the gods. In the future, mortal things are destined to spread all over the world, so if the sacred tree can make up for this shortcoming, then just like the oath between gods can be transformed into the power of Styx, the covenant of mortal things will also become the nutrients for its growth. .

There is another problem. The power of the oath on the barrel of the gun is actually biased.

"A living being makes a wish to the magic gun, and the wish will be fulfilled, but whatever you get, you will lose something elsewhere, no one is exception."

"So the oaths that will be witnessed in the future are by no means unilateral. One replaces the other, and both parties to the contract must express their approval before the oath can be established. This will also be an order unique to hell."

Withdrawing his gaze, Ryan looked towards the human world. There are many things in hell, but those are all handled by his incarnation. In comparison, that is where he is most concerned about.

The real era has not yet arrived, and Cohen's existence has already given him a surprise. Now, Ryan can't wait.

"Chaos. Only with chaos and struggle can life find a way out in adversity. Human beings are the first, but they will not be the only ones."

Under the earth, Gaia's originally turbulent atmosphere during the change of eras gradually stabilized, and she was about to wake up. In the golden apple orchard, that special fruit matures slowly.

After all, the Bronze Humans are just a corner of this era. The impact of their destruction on the world structure is even far less than the integration of the remains of the Nine Realms. Whether they are here or not, time moves forward.

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Courtyard.

In just one day, the appearance of the huge crater created by the Sleeping God Sky Pendant had changed drastically.

I don't know when, a spring emerged from the bottom of the sinkhole. It was clearly in hell, but the water it splashed was clear, translucent, and holy.

Flowers of different colors bloom next to it one after another. It seems that with this place as the core, a kind of vitality and beauty that is completely different from purgatory spreads here. Next to the spring, a short sapling swayed slightly in the wind.

It has eight branches and its crystal leaves are shiny. Dreamy colors flow among the branches divided like a golden ratio.

However, this magnificent scene that is incompatible with hell has no audience, not only because the atrium itself is empty, but even the god of sleep who brought it to hell has completely forgotten its existence at this moment.

Standing on a floating island in the sky of the interface, Hypnos glanced at this seemingly normal world with lingering fear. After knowing the truth about this interface, every minute and every second he stayed here made the God of Sleep feel uncomfortable. He didn't want to stop on someone else's body at all.

So Hypnos used the authority he had just obtained to reach out and draw a line in the void in front of him, and a portal opened in response. Taking one step forward, time and space changed before his eyes. It wasn't until he stepped on the ground again and looked at the completely different scene around him that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no light in the sky, but day and night can still be distinguished. Although I don't know where the light comes from, it is much better than the previous one.

"Hell, the abyss is really scary, but this is where I will live in the future."

After taking a look at the surrounding environment, compared to the atrium, the environment of this third level of hell, which has no name yet, is more desolate and harsh, and there are still some creatures living here. But strictly speaking, this is what the Nine Hells should look like normally.

Just thinking of the brief exchange with the giant snake before, the God of Sleep couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Opening his eyes meant day, closing his eyes meant night. When the ancient snake surrounding the world looked at him, Hypnos barely dared to move. Just like when he was just born, he decisively showed awe to Ryan, this time, the God of Sleep also showed his obedience to this terrifying giant beast from the bottom of his heart.

But beyond his expectation, the giant snake surrounding the world did not do anything to him, but was even willing to communicate with him. From the other party's mouth, Hypnos learned some basic information here, such as the structure of the nine-layer world, the existence of devils, and the King of Nine Hells who created all this.

In the end, the giant snake gave him three choices: As an outsider, the God of Sleep could not just stay in other people's territory. Work for him, work for the Lord of Nine Hells, or be expelled from hell by them and wander in the abyss. Hypnos can only choose one among them.

Faced with a choice, Hypnos chose the first one after just a moment's thought.

Without the power of [Dream], the God of Sleep's power is not as good as before, and he has also re-evaluated the gap between himself and those who are truly strong. In this case, instead of expecting the Lord of Nine Hells to be a more talkative being, it is better to just obey the orders of this terrifying giant snake.

And the other party didn't seem to have any intention of restraining him. Until he left, the God of Sleep only received a mission.

Governing the third level of hell, and working with the lords of the first two levels to resist the coming Abyss Demon. If he does well, the giant snake will truly make him the grand duke who controls the third level of hell, and grant him the title of sub-level enfeoffment. Rights of lords.

"It's the third level again. It's really a fate."

Shaking his head slightly, Hypnos released the spiritual beings who were giving birth to the body. Once you've come, let's make peace with it. Now it's impossible to return to the living world in a short time. What's more, if you do such a thing, the God of Sleep knows without thinking that even if you successfully leave the abyss, once your whereabouts are exposed, you will be greeted by angels from the spiritual world. Hunted by the world.