Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Since the turn of the era, no trace of the golden apple has been seen in the world.

The original reserves were consumed by the Zeus brothers, and the newly born one became a prop for Moanda's reincarnation. And since she completed her reincarnation, she would not use her own body to bear any fruit.

For plants, the result itself is an act of wasting energy, even if the golden apple tree is the first plant in the world.

Moanda had no intention of following such meaningless instincts. She would not have even thought of creating those beings who called themselves "Dark Elves" if it were not for the will of Erebus.

After all, although they did bring her a lot of faith, the Goddess of Life was actually the one with the least lack of faith among the Olympian gods.

Among the three gods worshipped by the Delphi Oracle, the Earth Mother who seemed to give life to all living things has always existed. However, with the change of ownership of the [Aquarius of Life], this fixed belief has also shifted.

That is to say, there is not only one will in the golden apple tree, but also a native one coexisting with Moanda, resulting in the fact that the [life] and [plants] on the material side do not actually belong completely to her... Otherwise, whether Athena is the strongest under Zeus is probably really a difficult thing to say.

"The golden apple... is truly a miracle of creation!"

Even though she had just tried to probe into Moanda's origins, Eris's eyes were still dazed for a moment as she looked at the treasure in front of her that exuded the breath of life.

This was also her first time to come into contact with this legendary food. She even felt that the records circulated among the gods might have underestimated its existence.

In her impression, the golden apple should only be used to reshape the body or injuries of the gods, or to help the true gods quickly reach the upper limit allowed by the innate priesthood. This is already an extraordinary ability, but at this moment, Eris felt a desire.

Her intuition told her that this golden apple might have a more miraculous effect. She didn't know if the rumor was wrong, or if it was different from the original ones?

"That's it." Nodding, the goddess confirmed the existence of the golden apple: "Leave it to me. According to the agreement, I will - huh? What do you mean?"

Taking a step forward, Eris was about to take it, but Moanda took a step back and avoided the grab.

"Are you going to break the agreement? I don't have any objection. After all, I didn't want to do this in the first place."

"That's not the case. But as a member of Olympus, how could I 'give' the golden apple to the god of Hades and let her stir up conflicts within the gods?"

Shaking his head, Moanda just smiled in the face of the goddess of discord's questioning.

She stroked the fruit in her hand, then gently threw it in front of Eris, throwing the golden fruit into the lake beside her.

The lake water splashed a little, and Tantalus' tortured soul seemed to notice this scene, and he turned his head with difficulty.

However, he only saw a golden light falling into the water, but failed to notice the two gods so close.

"Since you took the initiative to choose this place to meet me, I'll just follow your wishes. Eris, this golden apple was not given to you by me. You took it away by yourself. Before I left the underworld, I left a golden apple for the dark elves, and the Dragon Mother was guarding it herself, as a so-called sacrifice to the original god. But no one thought that a true god of the underworld would deliberately steal this divine fruit under the suggestion of Hades."

"She used the prison set up by the God-King to escape pursuit, and then took the golden apple to the sea. As for what she will do next, I have no idea."

Turning around, as if Eris did not exist at all, Moanda described the process indifferently.

"The elves and the dragon mother were furious at the loss of the sacred fruit, and were blamed by the original god. They swore that this was a sacrifice that only the great Lord of Darkness could enjoy, and no matter who stole it or where it ended up, they would retrieve it."

"No matter who it is, as long as they hold this golden apple, they are their enemy. Of course, the enemy of their enemy is their friend. If the opponent is too powerful, they will have to find some helpers. This is what happened. And this mortal who was punished by the gods noticed this incident by accident. This makes sense, doesn't it?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence, Eris was once again stunned by the shamelessness of the earthly gods.

She thought that only Zeus, who secretly instructed her to harm his relatives, could do such a thing, but she didn't expect that Moanda could say such words without changing his expression.

Although most of the gods of the underworld are in charge of discord, lies, and doom, they rarely do such things. It's just that mortals are afraid of them, so they make up all kinds of rumors.

“…What a high-sounding rhetoric.”

"Anyway, my mission has been completed. The rest has nothing to do with me."

Without paying attention to the sarcasm of the goddess of discord, Moanda turned into a green light and flew in the direction he came from as if no one was around.

Eris was surprised. She was still surprised. Although they were both working gods sold to Zeus by the Lord of Darkness, the other party was really diligent in doing the work and taking the blame. The enemy they were facing was another primitive god...

Since the creation of the world, with the exception of Mother Earth Gaia, there has never been any two great beings who have an irreconcilable hatred and would not give in until the other was seriously injured and fell into sleep. However, it is different for ordinary true gods.

Although Moanda didn't know why Erebus and Zeus suddenly planned to start a war on earth, she didn't want to be the fuse. If Eris was smart, she should have found someone to take the blame.

But what the other party planned to do had nothing to do with her. The chips that Erebus promised had been paid, the forces he wanted to send were ready, and she could also leave the underground with her body and completely belong to Olympus... Thinking of this, Moanda realized that she had been resold three times.

The god who gave her a new life turned a blind eye to her and sold her to the Lord of Darkness for an unknown price. After Erebus created life with her, he sold her to the King of Gods again. I wonder how long Zeus can hold on this time?

No one knows the answer, but in the dark underworld, a deal that is destined to be recorded in history books was reached.

The wedding banquet on the Sea of ​​Pontonoris is still being prepared and the stage has not yet been set up, but the preparations off the stage are already half completed.

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"If I remember correctly, this is the third game..."

"Yes, it doesn't look good. The prince has already lost two games."

"It's hard to say. The result is still unknown after two rounds. This game is getting more and more complicated. Maybe it's just a matter of luck?"

"I don't know, but didn't the woman who set up the bet say that there was a 'secret' in her game? If anyone could crack it, they would be considered the winner."

"Who knows if it's true or not? Even for the legendary demon, the Sphinx, I've never heard of a fixed solution. Every puzzle it poses is different."

"It's hard to say... If Prince Odysseus can't win, perhaps only the goddess of wisdom can see the mystery behind it."

……

In the city of Acropolis, the crowd has been increasing. After all, this is not a large arena, but just a street.

People outside couldn't see inside at all, as a dense wall of people blocked their way. Fortunately, there were many professionals among the onlookers, and they naturally had ways to solve this problem.

At this moment, all kinds of mystical eyes, contracted birds, or other forms of spying were densely scattered around the small street, staring at the large table in the center.

Gold coins were being placed on the table with a snapping sound. This was Odysseus' third game.

"Your Highness, it seems that the wealth you brought out of your home has been used up. If you cannot win this round, I'm afraid you will have no chips to use."

After taking a sip of tea, she felt much more alert. Andrea glanced at the pile of gold coins and couldn't help but give some advice.

This is already more than a city's tax revenue for several years, and Qatar is not a famous big country. It is just an island country near the Ionian Sea like Phoenicia.

You know, the change in the gamble requires Odysseus to put up an equal amount of wealth as chips, which means an exponential leap.

"I know, but these are actually mostly the income from my travels around the world over the years. I have never paid much attention to the growth of wealth before..."

Taking a deep breath, the young prince's expression was already extremely serious. He carefully placed the next gold coin on the table. At this moment, six long rows were neatly arranged from left to right.

"My intuition tells me that the secret of this game is closely related to who plays first and who plays second, so your rules require that 'if you don't arrange the gold coins, then you decide who takes the first one'. But unfortunately, I haven't figured out the secret yet."

Raising his hand to indicate that he was finished, Odysseus watched the expression of his opponent.

Although he was very relaxed at the beginning and even wanted to get to know this beautiful girl named Leah, he now regarded Andrea as an equal opponent.

He noticed the other party's thoughts, as if he was calculating something, and then took away the corresponding number of gold coins without hesitation, but unfortunately, he still couldn't understand what the other party was calculating.

"Ms. Leah, what are you going to do next? If no one can crack your game, will you spread it around the world as a puzzle?"

"I don't know, but at least I have no intention of revealing the answer before this conference is over."

As they chatted idly, Andrea had no idea of ​​the prince's changing mindset. After all, ever since she learned the algorithm of the game, she knew that she would not lose no matter what. The only surprise was that someone could see the pattern and win in this way.

However, the human world of this era may have made some achievements in geometric composition due to the needs of architecture, but that was all. So after less than half a water clock, Andrea won the game again.

slam-la-

Clang——

When the third game ended, a large amount of wealth was dumped onto a hill nearby, even including a sword that looked extremely gorgeous.

There was already a lot of sweat on Odysseus' face, and he looked at the empty table solemnly.

He had a vague feeling that the existence of this first and second hand seemed to maintain a kind of "balance". As long as this "balance" existed, he would not be able to win the game no matter how he played.

Logically, he could have given up, but he understood a little bit more, which made the prince unwilling to end it.

He touched his empty waist, perhaps feeling a little drunk, and Odysseus gritted his teeth slightly.

"If I lose the next round, I will bring enough money to you later, and if we become enemies in the future, I will definitely give in to you three times."

"Then come on."

Andrea nodded indifferently.

So the fourth round began, and then ended as expected after half a water clock. The result was no different, and the little princess won the final victory again.

Looking at the chattering crowd and Odysseus who was trying hard to maintain his manners, Andrea smiled from the bottom of her heart.

The young prince was so distracted that he even forgot the frustration of failure.

"Who else?"

Looking around, Andrea tried to speak in a calm tone.

You know... She has been waiting for this moment for a long time~