Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

The sea surface under the moonlight is silvery white.

The waves are rising, immersed in a half-asleep and half-awake sleep.

Like mortals, wandering in the ocean of dreams, Poseidon could not realize whether this place was real or illusory.

Standing on the imaginary Mount Olympus, he walked up step by step to the highest throne in the Golden Palace.

Zeus, with a blurred face, was looking at him unwillingly, but he had no choice but to hand over the power in his hands.

Yes, this is Poseidon's dream.

If he had to choose one thing he wanted to achieve the most, it would probably be to sit on the throne of the God King.

His heartbeat gradually quickened, and at this moment, Poseidon felt that his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.

"..."

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

"That big blue guy... you look like you're in trouble."

"Ok?"

He was slightly stunned. If he suddenly heard such a sound in reality, Poseidon would definitely be alert instantly, but this was his dream.

Dreams are absurd and illogical, even for God.

So the Sea King didn't react excessively, he just looked in the direction of the sound.

In a corner of the Golden Palace, in a painting hanging on the wall, Poseidon saw a white dragon.

The two looked at each other, and for some reason, Poseidon began to feel a little irritated.

Tension quietly rose, and the Poseidon in the dream suddenly stood up.

His thoughts were still confused, but Poseidon still subconsciously maintained his identity in the dream.

"What a joke! Even Zeus is not my opponent. What kind of trouble in this world can hurt me?"

"It's just alarmist talk, mortal... I think you're the one who's in trouble."

"This is Olympus, and I am the master here."

"Now that you have seen the Divine King... why don't you bow?!"

"..."

The sound grew louder and louder, and the echo swirled around the Golden Palace.

The entire sacred mountain seemed to shake with it, reflecting the power of the Sea King.

However, in front of Poseidon, the white dragon just tilted its head, and its crystal eyes reflected confusion.

She didn't know what the other person was talking about. She just felt the aura of a familiar guy whom she had only met once in her dream.

Through the reflection in his pupils, Bai Long vaguely saw a young man with gray wings, who seemed to be giving a meaningful smile to the blue-haired guy.

"Well……"

"Okay, since you asked, I'll leave, but I'll accept your dream."

The childish voice sounded like singing, and Bai Long shook his head.

She turned around and disappeared into the vast ocean in the painting, leaving Poseidon alone, staring blankly at the place where the white dragon disappeared.

"...?"

Suddenly appearing and then suddenly disappearing, Poseidon in the dream didn't know what happened, but the panic in his heart became more and more serious.

The memory in a dream never lasts more than three seconds, so Poseidon quickly put this episode behind him.

He searched in vain, but could not find the reason for his panic.

Grayish-white feathers fell from the sky like chains, firmly stabilizing this imagined Olympus.

No matter how strong the warning signs in his heart were, Poseidon never woke up and returned.

God's instinct is not omnipotent, at least it cannot fight against the real power of another god.

So in the illusory dream, Poseidon continued to indulge.

······

"That dragon..."

Reality, above the tide.

His eyes flickered slightly. Just now, through Poseidon as the medium, Hypnos also felt the familiar power.

[Dream], that was originally his domain, so this dragon is the new manager of the third spiritual world.

If it weren't for what was happening right now, Hypnos would probably have had a meeting with the dragon.

However, in just a moment, he once again disappeared into the vast sea of ​​dreams.

“There will be opportunities in the future.”

"Now, I'd better deal with you first...Poseidon."

Staring at the scattered phantom mist, he calmed his mind.

The god of sleep lowered his eyelids slightly, and was extremely cautious.

Right in front of his eyes, the next moment, the poisonous fog that was enough to corrode the space fell and finally touched the lapels of the Sea Emperor.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

There was no movement at all, as if there was life. Hazy mist penetrated into the seven orifices of the sleeping Poseidon.

Hypnos saw with his own eyes that billions of years seemed to have passed in an instant.

Poseidon's facial features began to decay and turn yellow, then rot and collapse.

At first, the sleeping Poseidon seemed to have no sense, as if his perception was paralyzed.

Until this decay continued to spread to his internal organs and bones, and even along some path, began to corrode his relatives who were closest to him in blood.

"..."

"……Well……

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Pain finally invaded his mind, and he opened his eyes instantly. The piercing pain instantly broke the limits of Hypnos' power.

The first moment he woke up, Poseidon tried to find his enemy.

However, at this moment, Poseidon no longer has 'eyes'.

Above the vast ocean, faceless gods were howling miserably.

His facial features had long since fallen off, and even though the essence of the sea continued to repair his wounds, his bones, which were filled with divinity, were still visibly decayed and yellowed.

The corner of his eye twitched slightly, and Hypnos hid his whereabouts and watched this horrifying scene quietly.

Because he knew that it was not his time to take the stage yet.

With the power he has at this moment, Poseidon's body is destined to be corroded by this terrible poison.

And there was only one choice he could make.

"Ah——Who is it! Who on earth is it?!"

"You dare to plot against me, but you don't dare to stand up?"

"Come out, come out!!!"

The mouth on his bloody face opened and closed as Poseidon roared angrily, but his voice was the only one heard in the vast ocean.

Time passed by little by little, and the roar of the Sea King never had any result.

At a certain moment, whether he regained his sanity or completely gave up struggling, the Sea Emperor, whose half body had been corroded by the poison, suddenly stood still on the sea, and the poison, which had been so powerful, also stopped corroding.

Turning around slowly but actually quickly, even without eyes, Poseidon 'looked' in the direction of the god of sleep.

At this moment, it was as if some terrible power had returned to the world, and the entire ocean became quiet.

Whether it was Pontos sleeping on the bottom of the sea, or the Lord of the Ocean in the distant sea, at almost the same time, they all felt the power coming from the southeast of the world.

After so many years, Poseidon once again used his divine power on earth.

And this time, he had no reservations.

"Hehehehahahaha..."

"well!"

"It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter anymore..."

"No matter who it is, no matter who you are!"

"I want you to pay the price!"

The extreme emotion is the extreme power of the innate god.

Only the most extreme emotions can bring them closest to the primitive and the instinct.

Even though he couldn't see it, Poseidon still locked onto the position of the god of sleep.

He didn't know who the other party was or why he wanted to plot against him, but he no longer cared.

No one, no one could humiliate him like this.

Even if he was suppressed under the sea for ten thousand years, even if he killed ten thousand enemies and lost thirty thousand of his own men, Poseidon would make this madman pay the price!

Zheng——

Under the endless infusion of powerful divine power, the [Trident of Poseidon] rang loudly.

Endless waves rolled on the sea. In just a moment, more than one island in the entire East China Sea was overturned.

It carries the might of half the East China Sea and gathers divine power that can shake the earth.

The sharp artifact tore through everything in its way and moved forward in the direction of Hypnos.

"Give me—die!"

A loud shout echoed through the ground and the sky.

The God of Sleep was moved when he saw the divine weapon tearing through the air.

He had heard a lot of jokes about Poseidon before. But at least with this one blow, even if he could use his divine power, this force was enough to injure him.

"Extreme emotions, extreme power, this is the innate divine spirit that was born holy..."

"Unfortunately, in the face of truly unrivaled power, what can your anger change?"

Without dodging or even moving, Hypnos just stared at the cold light of the trident.

The space of the present world slowly twisted in front of it, but the god of sleep was not panicked at all.

The next moment, right in front of Hypnos, the space of the present world suddenly shattered.

An indescribable shadow slid down from it and collided with the sharp tip of the Poseidon's artifact.

There were no earth-shaking sounds, no colorful visions.

All that was left was Poseidon's body that collapsed in an instant, and his indelible divinity attached to the trident.

Click...

boom--

Thousands of miles away, at this moment, all the temples dedicated to Poseidon collapsed almost at the same moment.

In the Kingdom of Pylos, which had the blood of the Sea King, floodwaters surged onto the islands and earthquakes occurred instantly.

This is not the behavior of the Lord of Hell. He does not care about those mortals. At least when the extreme emotions of the innate gods are crushed by people, his authority will also be shaken.

And the next moment, in Hypnos's perception, the laws of the world finally came into effect.

However, the part that was supposed to fall on Poseidon instantly shifted its target.

Things have their priorities, and according to the laws of the world, things that deserve His attention are also prioritized.

The Sea King who violates the order will certainly be punished by the rigid rules, but right here, something emerges that needs to be suppressed and excluded even more.

"It's now……"

A cold voice sounded in Hypnos' ears. Before the god of sleep could respond, he took a step forward.

His own divine power and the power of the lord of the third layer of hell were combined and released by him without reservation.

As for the laws of the world, just like Poseidon, he had no time to deal with himself at the moment, so Hypnos was not afraid at all.

What really made him dare not neglect was, of course, the boundless and supreme divine power that was rising up from the east of the earth almost the next moment.

"How dare you come to this world!"

The God-King has not yet arrived, but his voice has.

Without time to think, Hypnos reached out to grab the trident.

However, at this moment, the Sea King, who had just been severely injured, suddenly burst out with powerful divine power again, causing the God of Sleep to slow down his movements by half a beat.

whoosh-

The next moment, the outstretched right hand clenched into a palm.

Not surprisingly, Poseidon's 'existence' was held in the hands of Hypnos.

Although his divine body was destroyed, it was the combination of his divine duties and immortal essence.

However, in this short moment, Poseidon's explosive power finally produced some effect.

Right in front of the God of Sleep, the [Trident of Poseidon] broke through the air and went in the direction he originally wanted to go.