Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

His face looked a little grim. During the flight, Zeferos gradually realized the crux of the problem.

After going through untold hardships and numerous twists and turns, he finally entered Silvermoon City.

However, when he finally had time to look for Hercules, he discovered that his locator had been in the wrong place.

Everything went dark before his eyes, and the God of West Wind was speechless for a moment.

Damn, so what exactly was he doing here.

If Hercules had never come to Silvermoon City, then was he also secretly wondering why the god who guided him suddenly disappeared? "It's really troublesome... I don't know where to find it--"

"Um?!"

Feeling irritable, the gray sparrow landed on a ginkgo tree, flapping its wings randomly and knocking a leaf off the treetop.

His mind finally relaxed, and Zeferos felt that today was a double blessing.

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He forgot that he was flying with the body of a bird rather than his own strength, and in the instant of eye contact, the aura released subconsciously by the other party made the God of West Wind unable to react.

"..."

The scene was a little awkward for a moment, but at this moment, the God of West Wind was filled with surprise.

However, the scene just now was obviously a little abnormal... Fortunately, I was not the only one who saw it.

Having let the Olympian wind god go before, he will probably go looking for the person he has been looking for.

"...I see. I understand. Hercules, this is not an illusion. It is the effect of your spoils of war."

"Sir Ande, what do you think I should do?"

But he never underestimated the power of gods.

"I can't help it, but you are the weakest one in your group."

Everything he saw opened Hercules' eyes, and he became more and more confident that he could find what he wanted here.

It’s easy once you find the person. Although it’s a bit awkward when you show up, fortunately the other person can’t recognize your true face.

In the areas where they excel, just like Achilles' immortality obtained from the source of the River Styx, these beings possess powerful abilities that cannot be broken, just like gods wielding authority.

Under the tall ginkgo tree, the hero reached out to pick up the leaves that fell on his head.

There was no time to wait for the 'kind' god who had left the mark to make any movement - in fact, Amon himself didn't know where the mark of the god that he had transferred had gone.

Their own strength may not be able to fight against the gods, but because they were born in accordance with certain special rules.

He just found a temporary residence and came out for some fresh air when he encountered the scene in front of him.

Now, he can start preparing to go back.

His actual appearance just now should not be that of a person, but something else.

Right on his body, Hercules had someone to communicate with.

In terms of strength alone, he was indeed very weak right now. Perhaps the person who had quietly approached him was definitely not an ordinary character.

Because it is not used very often, there are inevitably some omissions.

Holding the lens in his arms, Ender explained.

The momentum was released and then retracted, and although it was only a momentary pause, Zeferos, who did not dare to use his own strength, still fell straight to the ground and fell in front of the person under the tree.

In fact, he was also frightened by the sudden appearance of Zeferos just now.

Of course, such monsters are extremely rare, and the birth of each of them is a miracle of fate.

"..."

The witch didn't think he could cause any other trouble, so she simply didn't follow him.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the crystal ball-like Hawkeye that the great hero had used before.

"You're right, I found you."

The innate supernatural powers they possess are extremely rare treasures.

Over the years, he had also dealt indirectly with the gods of Olympus, and there had been some conflicts during their interactions.

"It can see through illusions and discern the truth. With it... almost nothing can be hidden from you."

"I remember...your name is Amon, right?"

With a smile on his face, Amon looked up at the tower in the sky, then at the hard-to-see location in the city.

But after thinking it over, the witch still couldn't suppress her curiosity.

With the protection of fellow gods, Amon asked himself that even if the barrier covering Silvermoon City had some special abilities that he didn't know about, it should not be able to discover his differences.

"The eyes of the Caucasian Eagle... I see."

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

This is the case with Medusa's petrifying power, which enhances the power of the Shield of Aequis.

"Of course, this kind of insight has its limits, and I can't judge its strength. But at least some transformation methods probably won't work against it."

Putting on an innocent and sunny smile, Amon tried to get away with it.

If the gods further restrain their power, then ordinary means will no longer be able to detect their changes... But unfortunately, since the voyage to sea, Hercules now has "unusual" means of observation.

······"this……"

He thought that his presence had been discovered and that the other party was ambushing him.

When it changes into other forms, no flaws can be seen from a purely material perspective.

However, at the moment he jumped up, he inadvertently lowered his head, causing the body of the God of West Wind to stiffen instantly.

But in this matter, Hercules still asked for the other party's opinion.

Inside the building provided for temporary rest for outsiders, a remote side door slowly opened.

His eyes flickered, and he had made a decision in his heart.

The scattered leaves floated in the air and landed precisely on the head of a passerby.

In the hands of a few specific gods, they are enough to be used as the main material to forge a true artifact, or greatly improve the power of a certain artifact.

All you have to do next is follow him and leave together when he leaves the city.

As long as the Sphinx cannot solve his puzzle, no one can resist the "order" he created. Even the most powerful gods cannot do anything to him unless they exceed a certain limit.

Clothing, architecture, crystal screens playing images, and a wide variety of alchemical creations.

Although he flew away again immediately, Hercules was still a little confused.

Without paying attention to this little thing, Zeferos looked around and prepared to stand up again.

Embracing the lens that was almost as big as his body, the puppet's stiff face showed a trace of neither laughter nor tears.

The smile on his lips remained, but it was a little stiff.

"Mr. Ander, did you see that just now?"

Paji——

But he came in anyway.

Logically speaking, Medea's mission would be completed after they left.

I uncovered the human conspiracy and found the person I was looking for.

"..."

But Hercules always thought that this was a tool that could allow people to see farther, so he didn't take it seriously.

······Squeak——

The voice rang in his mind. At this moment, the puppet holding the transparent lens in the hero's chest pocket was also speechless.

Amon turned around and looked towards where the sound came from.

"Ma'am, have you got the wrong person?"

Then, he can...

Since returning, the great hero has thought about the whereabouts of the God of West Wind more than once, and even once doubted his purpose.

Starting from the giants of ancient times, to the many sirens born by the father of all monsters, or the demons that were born later.

It was easy to enter Silvermoon City. The great hero who came here for the first time had never seen a city like this before.

It was just a little bit before Ander couldn't help but take action.

After all, the body of a true god is a form in which matter and energy coexist. Their "true form" is certainly more in line with their own will, but that is considered from the perspective of the exertion of power.

It is completely different from the world of Hermanu, anywhere.

Pretending nothing had happened, Hercules asked in his mind.

"?"

"Wait a minute, let me think about it first."

Following those conspicuous guys into the city, there is no doubt that I should be the one with the least sense of presence.

Since ancient times, in the world of Chaos, whether in the wilderness or in the sea, there are often many demons or monsters with their own unique powers.

He never expected that the person he had been looking for would appear so gorgeously at his feet.

The shadows on the ground intertwined, and in this corner where few people noticed, Amon walked out alone.

"What a coincidence, you actually bump into him here."

After thinking for a moment and coming back to his senses from his shock, the experienced god of drama soon understood what had happened.

Among the group of people, he was the most ordinary and least noticeable.

If this was not the base camp of the ancient foreign gods, even if he had almost no strength at the moment, Amon asked himself that he had a hundred ways to get rid of this woman.

"Don't worry, it's just for a moment. You won't remember that I was here. Just think of it as a nap. How about that?"

"This……"

As a result, this pupil containing the extraordinary power of the Condor only produced part of it just now. It allowed Hercules and Ander to see Zephyrus' true form, but not his changed form.

"……wrong."

It was a bit funny, and the puppet couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

As far as the eye can see, the black-haired witch is sitting on the wall.

Immersed in the unexpected surprise, the God of West Wind hid himself among the leaves.

On this tree, on this ordinary roadside, in such a city that is out of tune with the other countries on the continent, a god inexplicably fell down, right in front of him.

Her bright eyes were fixed on Amon, as if she was looking at some rare animal.

Located in the northern part of Silvermoon City, in the second ring area of ​​the outer city.

Zephyrus, the god of the west wind... He should have been in the state of changing his form just now.

The nine-headed Hydra, whose life is endless, was only suppressed even though it was defeated by Hercules.

But for someone like Zeferos, it was really hard for him to feel hostile.

Spreading her hands, Medea expressed that she was also helpless.

"Tsk, it's not easy, I finally waited for you to come out."

He suppressed the urge to look up and did not speak directly.

"Hercules, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be the effect of the 'Eye of the Caucasian Condor'."

"Don't be afraid. I don't plan to do anything to you. I'm just interested in your background."

Zeferos was so overjoyed that he didn't care about anything else. The sparrow he transformed into quickly stood up and flew back to the branch.

Coincidentally, Hercules also obtained the same treasure during this trip to the East China Sea.

"If it were me, I would just pretend I didn't notice him."

But after glancing at the cathedral vaguely visible in the distance, Amon did nothing.

He just made note of what happened today for now.

A wizard from Silvermoon City, right?

There was a hint of danger in Amon's eyes, and he knew that his infiltration might not be possible.