Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

The East China Sea is vast and cannot be crossed overnight.

The distance between Silver Moon City and the ocean is quite far, and there are reefs blocking the way.

Without the familiar operator, Hercules would probably need longer than when he came here to steer the alchemical hull back to land.

Fortunately, the great hero was not idle. On the ship, he tried to ask Prometheus for knowledge from the past.

The foresighted people know everything about history, writing, and what gods are like.

Like water in a sponge, Hercules absorbed those things that he lacked.

There was nothing to disturb the ships under the water, and the great hero enjoyed some long-awaited peace.

However, compared to the entire ocean, the small alchemical ship is still too insignificant.

Not long after Hercules left the eye of the sea, at the junction of the southeast ocean of the continent, a tall and burly blue-haired man strode into the underwater palace complex.

The water creatures of various appearances bowed to him and the beautiful nymphs came forward to greet them.

However, the blue-haired man simply waved his hand, and a stream of water surged up, moving them away from his sight.

The ground is paved with sky blue bricks and various colored gems are inlaid on the pillars inside the palace.

However, at this moment, the Sea King only felt that they were an eyesore.

Once upon a time, this palace built on the sea was his proudest achievement, symbolizing his success in gaining the submission of the original sea god.

But as time passed, Poseidon no longer felt a sense of accomplishment from it.

There is no other reason. Since acquiring this palace, the domain controlled by the Sea Emperor has stagnated.

The ancient lineage of sea gods gradually recovered from the wrong choices made during the turn of eras, and the Lord of the Ocean is as powerful as ever.

Except for great divine power, no one could defeat the combined forces of Oceanus and Thesis on the sea, let alone Poseidon.

Thus, Poseidon's grand plan came to an end, and he could only stay in his own little piece of land and make his own contribution to the species diversity of Chaos' world.

There is nothing wrong with this. After all, compared to their brothers, Zeus and Hades didn't have a good life at the beginning.

It was not until the King of Gods defeated Mother Earth on Mount Olympus that Poseidon came to his senses.

He might really just be working hard, but Zeus definitely wasn't.

But consciousness is consciousness, and when Poseidon looked back at the four seas, the environment he faced was still dangerous.

So the earth-shaking gods had no choice but to pretend that nothing had happened and continued their lives for the past thousands of years.

But perhaps it was the inequality in my heart that made me feel that I had once missed the throne of the God King.

Whenever Poseidon met Zeus, he would be in a bad mood for a few days, and this time was no exception.

With a tightness in his chest, Poseidon sat alone on his throne.

Zeus became even more powerful, and this time, even the primordial gods came to visit him, the king of gods, in person.

"...Damn it!"

"As the king of the sea, why would they refuse to obey my orders?"

"And Zeus...you may have won, but don't expect me to kowtow to you!"

The unwilling roars continued in the palace for a long time, shaking the sea surface within a radius of dozens of miles slightly.

It was unknown how long it took before Poseidon calmed down.

Inside the temple, there was silence.

"……snort."

With a cold snort, he released some of the accumulated emotions.

Poseidon's expression looked a little better. He thought about it and then prepared to continue his favorite "job".

Anyway, he couldn't catch up with Zeus anytime soon, so he might as well make more contributions to the ocean.

As a qualified Poseidon, Poseidon felt that he was quite capable.

At least in terms of optimizing the bloodline level of marine life, only the Father of All Monsters can compete with him.

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On the sea surface thousands of miles away from the Temple of Poseidon, the sea breeze blew, bringing up several layers of waves.

At the same moment when Poseidon's chariot came from the horizon and fell into the sea, the ocean currents rolled several times.

Amid the waves, a grand thought seemed to be projected from a distant place and then attached to the waves.

After a while, another streak of light streaked across the sky from the direction Poseidon was returning.

After a while, the stream of light fell into the sea, then made a turn, and then came straight towards the waves.

After a while, an old man with a kind face emerged from the bottom of the sea.

With a little sensing, he found what he was looking for.

Although strictly speaking, the control of this sea area had long been given to Poseidon as a gift by the old man.

But in fact, if you trace back to the source, even he himself is not the real owner of this sea area, so this gift naturally has some loopholes.

Even though he was the eldest son of the ancient sea god, he was not Pontus himself.

So from this perspective, the ancient sea god decisively chose to sleep on the concave surface of the earth, perhaps in order to avoid the separation of power.

After all, if he was still awake, the ownership of this sea area would probably be given to Poseidon forever.

"Your Highness Oceanus, it's been a long time."

"Come to think of it, we actually have the same Mother Goddess, and we are brothers connected by blood."

"We have been enemies for so many years. Who would have thought that we would be able to rekindle our blood relationship?"

His eyes moved and finally stopped on an ocean current.

Looking at the sea, Nereus smiled friendly.

The next moment, the ocean current vibrated, and a human face formed there.

As the huge mouth where the sea water gathered opened and closed, the voice of the ocean god came from it.

"Nereus... the gentleness of the sea."

"Mortals call you 'The Old Man of the Sea', but we all know what kind of man you are."

"You'd better save your energy. If it weren't for him, I would never cooperate with you."

"Now, tell me, what is your purpose?"

He didn't say 'his' name, but both people present knew who the Ocean God was referring to.

The original god who had visited both of them in succession was the one who had started all of this, and the danger they faced in common was the reason why they were meeting here now.

Great divine power, a word that makes people's heart surge just by thinking about it.

Even if there was another primordial god playing the role of the middleman, Chaos's sea already had the foundation to achieve greatness. Even in places they didn't know, the [Original Water] from the outside world was flowing into the world, injecting even more powerful strength into the power of the ocean and water.

But if you really want to take this step, it is still as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The first question is how to converge the symbols of "ocean and water" into one.

If a god has achieved greatness, he does not necessarily have to be the only being in that realm.

As long as he ensures that he always has absolute advantage in this field, his symbol will not be torn apart.

But on the other hand, if it is a symbol of construction from nothing to something, then the closer the builder is to the 'unique', the less difficulty he will face.

And considering that the two major ocean god systems have never had similar experience before, it is natural that they want to achieve perfection as much as possible.

Then in today's ocean, facing the combined power of the oldest sea god and the lord of the great rivers and ocean currents, what force is there that can prevent them from becoming 'the only one'?

"Poseidon, he is my target."

"In any case, at the beginning of this era, I gave him a large area of ​​sea that originally belonged to us."

"Even though I rely on my father's strength, I can still find some loopholes in it."

"But once we try to gather the power of the entire ocean, this action will definitely not be hidden from him."

"Besides, he holds the power of storms, tsunamis and earthquakes, and I think we need to abandon the troubles that this power may bring to us."

Still smiling, Nereus spoke slowly.

The old man's face was so kind, just like the impression that mortals had of his kindness.

No one could have imagined that a being with such a smile was actually proposing how to backstab his nominal master.

Although from the beginning, they never really took Poseidon seriously.

"Poseidon...he's not easy to deal with."

The powerful voice took over the conversation, and the Lord of the Ocean said calmly: "No matter what, he is Zeus's brother."

"If we do something to him and Zeus finds out, it will all be over."

"He won't stand on our side at this time. Perhaps for the original god, only after we succeed will he try to take us seriously."

"I know."

"But who said I was going to do it myself?"

Smiling and shaking his head, facing the gaze of the face in the water, Nereus asked:

"Your Highness Oceanus, do you still remember the commotion in the underworld during the Feast of the Golden Apple?"

"You mean..."

"Yes, the abyss of Tartarus, perhaps something great has happened there."

"I don't know what the source is, but it is definitely a force that Zeus is afraid of."

"I just paid some attention to it at that time until Father God sent me a message and told me that he had made this promise during the banquet."

"So from that day on, I began to investigate the situation related to the abyss."

"So... you found a clue?"

The tone was surprised, and Oceanus was a little surprised.

Nereus nodded first, then shook his head.

"Strictly speaking, I just found some clues."

"Because of an accident, I became aware of some things and people in the world, and their backgrounds might be related to that place."

"But the specific details will have to wait until later to draw conclusions."

"So you asked me to come here because you actually want to borrow the power of the Ocean God System?"

With a look of sudden realization, the Lord of the Ocean immediately understood what had happened.

Indeed, the Oceanic God System claims to have three thousand river gods, lake gods, spring gods and water gods. Although this number is a figurative number, it was actually many more during its peak period.

Even if they are only local gods, when they spread across the continent, they have evolved into a terrifying force over thousands of years.

Just like Paris abandoned his wife, the one he actually abandoned was the daughter of a river god.

The networks are so intertwined and intertwined that no one knows how many tentacles the Ocean God System has quietly extended into the human world.

In short, on this point, the ancient sea god lineage is far from being able to catch up.

"I promise you, Nereus, but you better not let me down."

"This is the first time we've really worked together. If you screw up..."

"If I mess up, I'm afraid you'll have to figure out how to solve Poseidon's problem yourself."

Nereus spoke with a smile, his voice as calm as water.

That day has not come yet, and even if it does, I will not be your subordinate.

We have to resolve Poseidon's issues. If anything happens to me, it will not be good for you either.