Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Element is a special substance. It is both virtual and substantial. At the same time, it also has good compatibility. This characteristic allows it to be mixed with almost everything in the world, thereby forming new energy that can be controlled.

This is how magic began. It is an imitation of omnipotent divine power, a product of the mixed and sublimated spirit and elements. However, what magic pursues is a leap. It will become stronger with the strength of the caster's spiritual will, but this is not the case with the power in Zeus's hands at this moment.

It is a decay of divine power, a dilution and blunting. What determines its power is the degree of dilution, and the proportion of divine power in it cannot exceed one-twelfth in any case.

This seems to be a limitation. Once the proportion of divine power is too high, the elements can no longer maintain balance with it, which makes this special energy destined to have an insurmountable gap with divine power. But at the same time, this dilution also makes it no longer in the hands of gods, but can be controlled by other beings.

Zeus had done similar experiments before. He allowed some nymphs or beasts to fuse this energy, which he called 'holy power', and they could indeed use it. Those with strong spirits and keen perceptions can carry more and purer Holy Power; those with weak spirits and slow perceptions can only control thin and loose Holy Power. Moreover, the God King discovered that unless they were very resistant to him, most of these beings who were infected by his power day and night would subtly deepen their faith in him, and the rest could at least remain unchanged.

This undoubtedly made Zeus more determined in his previous thoughts. Since magic can be turned into witchcraft, there is no reason that the holy power from his hands cannot be turned into magic given by gods to mortal creatures.

As long as those already pious mortals are selected and given this power, they can become priests who truly spread faith for God, rather than the arrogant people taught by Prometheus. These clerics who believe in God will become a privileged class among humans, dedicated to spreading the glory of God.

"I have said that the Magic Network will not refuse the use of others, but the pure elements can perfectly fit on the Magic Network String, but it does not mean that other powers can also."

After looking at the light golden energy in Zeus's hand for a while, the girl in the blue dress said calmly:

"It will probably have some losses, and the farther it travels, the more obvious this loss will be. Part of them is due to the subtle friction with the strings of the magic network, and part of it will be used by the magic network as nourishment for its own operation."

Since the birth of the Magic Network, it has actually continued to expand all the time. The depths of the starry sky, the end of the ocean, and even some Jedi with chaotic laws, so it will naturally crave external power. Of course, the Goddess of the Magic Network can actually use her authority to forcibly stop the absorption of energy flowing through it, but she really can't think of a reason for doing so.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a little divine power. As long as it can flow in the magic network, that's enough."

Nodding, to the God King, this small loss is nothing.

After the matter was confirmed, Zeus's expression couldn't help but soften. The matter of divine magic was solved, and another piece of his puzzle in the human world was completed. For the rest, as long as he waits for time, an endless stream of faith will come to him.

"Hecate, I have one more thing to say about my daughter."

After the matter was settled, Zeus could leave, but remembering that his daughter who was supposed to be his rightful support left him like this, the God King still wanted to try something. So he looked at the girl in the blue dress and made a reasonable request.

"My daughter can grow up here, but this does not mean that the relationship between her and me will be severed from now on. The reason why what happened today was not my intention."

"So in the future, when my daughter is an adult, I will come here again and no one will be able to stand in my way again."

It was said to be 'adulthood', but Zeus was already ready. He would wait until his half of the ceremony was completed before coming back. Although Artemis must have had her own likes, dislikes and views on the world at that time, and was no longer like a child who could be painted by her parents at will, the God King believed that he could still convince her to return to Olympus. .

".Then come on, as long as you don't be disappointed when that day comes."

After a moment of silence, the girl in the blue dress took out a crystal ball from her sleeve. She looked at Zeus' puzzled gaze for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Very well, Hecate, I will respect her own opinion when the time comes."

Nodding in agreement, the ritual of royal power cannot be achieved through force, but whether it is inducement or emotion, Zeus believes that he can always achieve his goal.

He took one last look at the east, which was the direction Leto and Apollo left together in the previous image. Before coming, Zeus originally planned to take them back to the mountain with Artemis to prevent something like this from happening again, but now, he changed his mind.

Apollo, he will return to Olympus in glory, but before that, he needs an 'adventurous encounter' to deepen his respect for this god-king.

"May our friendship last forever, Hecate. And, well, I have to say, I still prefer seeing you like this."

Zeus said something subconsciously before leaving, and then Zeus saw the cold gaze of the girl in blue dress. He couldn't help but let go of his little thoughts and turned into thunder and lightning and flew into the sky again.

The other party was not as easy to deal with as his second sister Demeter who had no fighting ability, so the God King no longer thought about it. He now has to rush back to Olympus to deal with the follow-up issues.

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As they come and go, the sun and moon alternate more than once. There was nothing special about this short period of time. Apart from the hurried coming and going of the God King, the world still seemed calm and peaceful.

But in another place on the earth, a betrayal that lasted for hundreds of years finally came to an end.

The sun sank to the ground, but the bright moon still did not rise. No one knows where the moon god driving the silver chariot has been recently, but for Mo Anda, this is actually the best thing.

No one knows exactly what Apollo and Luna will be doing as they drive across the sky, or whether they will happen to have their eyes on the earth. Although the possibility of them daring to peek into the Earth Mother Orchard was already slim, for Nymph, it would be better to change 'not much' to 'none'.

Especially today, according to her prior prediction, today is when that special fruit will mature.

"Hope everything goes well."

Praying secretly in her heart, Mo Anda carefully avoided the attention of others. On this quiet night, she walked into the golden apple orchard alone.

The wind blew by, and bursts of silver bell-like sounds came from the distance. They were crisp and scattered, disorderly and moving, like ancient music played by nature, and seemed to be telling the mysterious past at the beginning of the creation of the world. In this tune, the nymph passed through various exotic flowers and fruits that are rare in all worlds, and once again stood under the tall sacred tree, looking up at the "ancestor of all trees" in Khaos.

It is taller and more prosperous. Compared with a hundred years ago, it is like it has received some tonic in a short period of time, and its aura has become more unfathomable than before.

The nymph, who was still a mortal creature, did not know the secret behind it. She could only see the appearance of the changes in the sacred tree. On the branches divided in golden proportions, mysterious lines gradually formed naturally, and even each leaf was covered with mist. All this showed that the power of the golden apple tree had been enhanced.