Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Time passed by in a blink of an eye, and several months passed in the blink of an eye.

The weather is getting colder and the situation in the Kingdom of Eleusis is getting more difficult, but this does not affect Demeter in the palace, and her life remains the same.

Although there was not much food left, King Kelius did not reduce the meals for Moir even if he cut his own expenses, so the goddess did not notice any special changes at all.

In this case, she didn't need to worry about anything. Demeter just followed her own rhythm, anointing the little prince with holy food during the day, and then burning him with sacrificial fire at night.

The flames burned away Demophon's original blood and bones, and the vitality brought by the holy food allowed new ones to continue to grow. The goddess's ceremony went very smoothly, except that it made her a little tired, there was nothing wrong with it.

The same was true on this day. The prince fell asleep bathed in the flames without feeling any pain. Beside him, Demeter was concentrating on baptizing his body.

The night was dark, and the palace was completely silent. Only the crackling sound of the sacrificial fire could be heard throughout the house. Everything was the same as before.

Until a certain moment, a knocking sound came from near the door.

"咚咚-"

"Boom boom boom——"

"Moir, are you there?"

There was a slight knock on the door, but it was very clear in the quiet room.

That was the voice of Queen Metanera. Her tone was a little nervous and a little anxious, but she still didn't speak loudly.

She hoped to get some response, but after a while, there was still no other sound in the room.

Demeter, whose mind had already been placed in the little prince's body, did not notice the visitor at all. She just continued her work. Most of the flesh, flesh and bones have been replaced, and there is not much left.

And the target of today's sacrificial fire was Demophon's still pink cheeks. The goddess's fingers gently traced across his face, and mysterious changes followed.

From now on, the power of the world will no longer be able to harm him. Even the influence of divine power will be greatly reduced, and it will no longer be possible to kill him easily.

……

Outside the house, Murtanella was hesitant and worried.

There was a bright light in the wooden house in front of me, which proved that the people living here were probably not asleep yet. But there was no feedback to her about her call.

The queen did not know the identity of the person in the house, or in other words, even if it was her husband, King Kelius only guessed about Moir's identity. However, as the most powerful warrior in Eleusis, it must be extraordinary to be able to prevent him from noticing strange existences, so he repeatedly told everyone in the palace not to disturb each other easily.

Her husband's warning finally made Murtanella realize the difference in Demeter, so logically speaking, she should not disturb this mysterious existence in the middle of the night, but today was an exception.

Not long ago, the queen woke up from her sleep and suddenly missed her child. She went to the room where Demophon usually stayed to visit her youngest son, whom she had not seen for a long time, but it was obvious that there was nothing there.

Just like every night for the past few months, the goddess had taken him away, leaving only the small wooden bed.

Metanera was a little flustered for a moment. She didn't know where Demophon was now. But she soon remembered that her child was left in the care of the mysterious guest by her husband.

So when the queen who hurried over saw the still bright fire in the house, she felt a little relieved.

Maybe he was just brought to his room by Moir. After all, it was impossible for outsiders to break into the palace, and they didn't have any enemies outside... But despite this, Moirtanella still knocked on the door. .

Just confirm it, or apologize seriously later... The queen thought this, so she stood in front of the door and knocked on the wooden door again.

"咚咚-"

"Boom boom boom——"

"Moir, are you there?"

"..."

"...Moir? Is Demophon here with you?"

However, there was no response, and it was as if there was no one in the room.

"...Moir, if you are here, if it is inconvenient for me to come in, then please respond."

Murtanella asked again, but there was still no reply in the room. Apart from the sound of the wind, only the sound of the burning fire could be faintly heard in the night sky.

After asking several more times, the queen hesitated for a long time without responding. The longing for her youngest son finally prevailed in her heart, so with the sound of the wooden shaft turning, the door was pushed open by the queen.

She walked into the house carefully and looked at the scene inside. Almost immediately, she spotted Demeter standing in front of the stove.

"Huh - Moir, so you are here."

He breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't fall asleep yet. So Murtanella took a few steps forward and asked with a smile:

"Moir, why didn't you respond to me just now? I thought -"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"……ah!!!"

In the city of Eleusis under the starlight, a sharp scream pierced the quiet palace, and almost the next moment, the lights everywhere were lit one after another.

The guards woke up one after another, and some of those who were still patrolling immediately set off. They didn't know what was happening, but the queen seemed to be in danger. And deep in the palace, hearing his wife's shrill and desperate voice, Cleus also stood up from the desk. The powerful warrior subconsciously pulled out his bronze sword, but the next moment, he froze in place.

The king, who had already touched the edge of the legend, easily judged that the source of the sound was in the palace, or even not far away. And that place is where the existence that is suspected of being a god lives.

In an instant, all kinds of emotions flashed through my heart. He wanted to draw his sword and step forward desperately, but all kinds of old rumors emerged one after another.

Kelius didn't know why everything turned out like this, and why the queen provoked that mysterious existence, but if it was really a god, then the consequences of angering her would probably be the destruction of the entire city-state.

The king began to hesitate. He felt as if he was carrying a heavy burden. As the son of the first city builder, Cleus, who followed his father to open up a new city, did not really care about his own life or death. However, when his death was not only useless, but would also cause greater disasters, the courage to draw the sword suddenly came from him. I retreated in my heart.

What's more, he also had two sons and four daughters, which made the king extremely confused... However, before he could really make a decision, the next moment, a terrifying momentum exploded again from the place where the sound came from.

The huge pressure covered the entire palace, stopping the guards patrolling everywhere... Feeling the aura that he could never resist, the king couldn't help gritting his teeth and walking in that direction.

Now, he is the only person in this palace who can still move freely. Cleus moved forward despite this terrible oppression. No matter what, he always wanted to know what happened... No matter whether the result was good or bad.

……

"Crack-"