Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

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Antilochus walked along a vaguely recognizable main road.

Some of the rubble was rolled around by the prince's movements and hit the broken walls.

Among the ruins of these buildings, Antilochus saw many structures of the same style as before.

Broken lines, shattered transistor tracks.

A multi-faceted stone edge that continuously absorbs energy from its surroundings but never gains any energy.

But as he got closer to the center of this ancient city, more doubts arose in the prince's mind.

There was undoubtedly a great civilization here, far more powerful than Pylos.

Even for Silvermoon City, which believed in the ancient gods, although Antilochus did not understand the true strength level of the two, in his opinion, the latter would probably not be stronger than this long-destroyed country.

However, such a civilization eventually disappeared in such a strange way.

Yes, it is strange, but not unreasonable.

After all, even the king of gods will be replaced, so how can the kingdom established by humans really last forever?

So what really made the prince unable to understand was the inexplicable sense of disharmony behind this destruction.

Destruction is understandable, but destruction like this... is very unusual.

"According to the kingdom's records... Oh, forget it."

"Even His Majesty the Sea King is in trouble, so I'll just speak frankly."

With a self-deprecating smile, Antilochus glanced over the damaged buildings around him.

It was like a natural disaster that buried everything and turned the city into ashes.

"According to some records that have been circulated in Silvermoon City, Mount Olympus is not a natural pillar of heaven, and the current God King is not the eternal king of the gods."

"Thousands of years ago, perhaps tens of thousands of years ago, in any case, it was a time that is beyond the reach of mortals. At that time, the true center of the entire human world had a different name."

"It is 'Odileus', the original mountain that rose above the world."

"It supports the heaven and the earth, and in the highest place in the world, the supreme monarch rules the whole world."

"So, Your Highness," the prince did not actually call the trident "Poseidon", but used a general term, "What happened on that sacred mountain when the king of gods changed?"

"And what kind of fate happened to the lives that originally lived there?"

“It collapsed.”

The halo circulated, and the Trident's consciousness spoke slowly.

Although he has only recently acquired his own wisdom, the traces left on it when it was a simple divine weapon have not been erased.

As a participant in that battle, Trident knew very well the outcome of that fight.

"The sacred mountain collapsed, and all spirits were annihilated."

"Before the final battle, the previous God King allowed everyone who wanted to leave to leave. However, there are always people who think they have gone far enough, or they are just beasts who don't understand language."

“So they all died there in the end, toppled over with the Pillar of Heaven, and turned into remains of the past.”

He nodded slightly. This was no different from what he had learned.

Mount Odile fell during the transition of the gods and kings, crumbling before the might of the previous gods.

But it was precisely this result that made Ambrox more confused about what was happening before his eyes.

"...As a stone pillar supporting the sky, that ancient mountain was destroyed by the battle between the powerful, and countless lives perished as a result. This is our history... But what about this place? Why is it like this?"

"There was no human testimony, no signs of fighting, and not even a single body was found."

"If this was an annihilation by the most powerful, then how did these so-called debris remain?"

"If this was just a natural disaster, how could such a civilization that is so skilled in the use of supernatural powers be wiped out so easily?"

"Rather than saying this is a sudden disaster... I think this is a foreseen demise."

"People here knew about the disaster and fled."

"As for whether they survived, no one knows."

As we gradually approached the center of the city, many things within sight became more refined and sacred.

In many places, Ambrochus saw arrangements similar to those of sacrifices.

Obviously, the lives that once lived here also believed in gods.

But just like Pylos, their gods could not save them.

Or maybe they were saved, but the gods were too busy to take care of themselves.

"Well, what you said makes sense."

"It's just that the descendants of Poseidon, this place doesn't look like it was damaged after being abandoned."

"From the layout of this city, at least when the residents left, they probably didn't expect that they would never be able to come back."

"From this point of view, there should be only one answer to their fate."

The blue light vibrated and the artifact responded.

It is also extremely concerned about this world hidden on the other side of the ocean and time and space.

A complete interface. If Poseidon had discovered it earlier, he might have really had a chance to unify the world.

But fate likes to play jokes. When he got such an opportunity, he no longer had the ability to get it.

"Yes, they thought they could come back... but it turned out they were wrong."

"I really don't know what kind of disaster destroyed them. Will it happen again..."

Muttering to himself, Ambrox climbed over a tall collapsed beam, and his vision suddenly became much wider.

At this moment, the center of the city was not far from him.

And there, there was a huge broken pedestal, on which sat an equally huge stone.

At just one glance, the prince discovered that the so-called stone was so familiar.

Although it has been magnified thousands of times, if you look closely, you can see that it is no different from the stone edges that are scattered throughout the city and embedded in the ruins of buildings.

"What on earth is this?"

Taking a deep breath, Ambrox subconsciously continued to move forward, trying to get closer to that place.

Near the base, he saw a few instruments that were still intact.

They might still be usable, which was truly a crucial discovery... However, at this moment, the divine weapon beside the prince suddenly burst into light.

The azure halo floated on both sides like a ribbon, as if protecting the young prince.

And at the tip of the trident, a terrifying light flashed.

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"——Wait a minute, don't get excited. I have no ill intentions, nor do I have the ability to commit any evil."

"The Rune Stone has run out of energy, and the entire Vanaheim has not seen sunlight for tens of thousands of years... You are the only visitor, and perhaps the last."

A certain sound was heard from the broken ruins, and it was only then that Ambrox reacted belatedly.

His spirit tensed instantly, and the prince looked around.

But the next moment, he found the source of the sound.

"'Magnetite'..."

"Who are you, where is this place, and where are the people who once lived here now?"

The prince asked loudly, feeling extremely lucky that he had the trident to protect him on this journey.

He actually couldn't understand the language the other person was speaking, he could only understand the meaning.

Just like the so-called "Rune Stone" which is transliterated, its full meaning is "Sun Stone engraved with runes".

Of course, these are small things.

What really made the prince nervous was the sound in the ruins.

Is it Aboriginal? Impossible.

So is it the culprit that caused the destruction here?

If so, then I...

"I did not destroy Vanaheim, human. In fact, I do not have the ability to do so."

"When I was created, the great Gulveig wrote the lowest order into me."

"That is, no matter what, you must not harm the members of the Vanir clan."

There was not a single rise or fall in the sound, but as Ambrox watched, a shadow slowly emerged in the smoke-covered open space not far from the pedestal.

It was a woman with an unusual smile on her face and she was wearing clothes of a very different style.

There was no shadow of her on the ground. Obviously, this was not a physical existence.

"Can you read my thoughts?"

With his mind more alert, Ambrox moved a little closer to the artifact.

The trident also released a stronger halo of light at the right time, shining around the prince.

The embodied woman turned a blind eye to all these actions.

She just maintained her unchanged smile and explained the questions raised by the prince.

"No, I can't read your thoughts."

"It's just that when the great Gulveig created me, she gave me a tiny portion of her wisdom, so I can use it to see through people's hearts."

"Like now, you're on guard against me, but that's not necessary."

"The purpose of my existence is to serve the Vanir, and humans are believers of the Protoss, so I will not hurt you."

"And your previous doubts... This is the Rune Stone, the result of the great Gulveig's research on the power of the God of Sunlight and Agriculture before his departure."

"It can draw endless power from the sun's rays, turning it into an almost inexhaustible source of energy."

No matter it was the 'Rune Stone' or the 'Magnetic Stone' as he translated it, at this moment, the prince no longer paid attention to it.

This unknown being said that she was not dangerous, but what dangerous thing would admit that it was dangerous?

"So how did the people here die? Don't try to deceive me."

"And the Vanir, what are they?"

"Nothing."

"Warner has been buried in history, lost to time itself."

"As for whether the great Lord Gulveig is still alive, that is not something I know."

"She is an immortal witch, and even the most powerful gods cannot do anything to her."

"But in the disaster that will end all things, no one is sure to survive."

The voice remained steady on one line, gentle and cold.

The virtual image of the woman continued to speak without a pause.

"As for the deaths of the residents here... they are the gods' favored ones, or the descendants of gods with the blood of gods."

"They should have enjoyed happiness and beauty in the God's Domain, but on that day, the omen of destruction came. Far away in Asgard, the king of the Aesir also foresaw this scene."

"So at this last moment, the old enemies put aside their differences and shook hands in reconciliation."

"The God King Odin came here. He did not hold the magic spear, but he proposed a way to avoid the disaster alone."

"It looks like he failed."

The prince had no reaction to many of the things the woman said, because he had no idea of ​​the meaning behind those names.

But when the other party mentioned the 'God King', he couldn't help but say something.

God King, is there another God King named Odin in this world?

He didn't know, but the other party had probably fallen into disaster...

"No, he did not fail, because for him, failure was not an option."

"It's just that we are different."

Speaking calmly, the shadow said lightly.

"After all other attempts failed, he deceived us."

"Because of his deception, the Vanir have become history."

"And the God King Odin... maybe he is still alive."