Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Chapter 519 Sage

East China Sea.

Over an unknown island.

The light clouds floated in the sea breeze, supporting the luxurious chariot.

With her eyes fixed on the figure beside the crater, a hint of excitement flashed in Laxus's eyes.

"It's him, hurry up - Hermes, catch him!"

"As long as you help me catch him, I can promise you anything!"

The voice could not conceal the joy, and the goddess of fate even spoke without thinking.

But Laxus didn't care about this little thing. At this moment, she just hoped to end the nightmare as soon as possible.

When Atropos was still alive, the goddess of fate did not actually think that her sister was so indispensable.

The three goddesses have their own views on fate, and even at work, they don't often act together.

In private, Laxus felt that her sister's approach was useless.

After all, she didn't know whether the God King could get the deviated constants back on track.

But as goddesses of fate, it is a certain fact that the three sisters have no ability to directly interfere with the world.

Sometimes, Lachesis even agreed with her sister's naive idea - just like the three Graces were subordinate to the Queen of Heaven and the Goddess of Beauty, the three Ash Goddesses were subordinate to the previous Queen of Heaven Rhea, the three Furies and the rumored three Goddesses of Time also had their own main gods, maybe they sisters should also have a destined main god.

This idea was bold, but Laxus didn't know how to refute her.

Indeed, it seems that this is the case with all three co-born goddesses of Chaos, who all have a chief god, except them.

Of course, Clotho's conjecture was quickly suppressed. That day, the eldest sister Atropos angrily rebuked her for the first time.

She told Clotho that the goddess of fate had no main god, because fate had no master. She was part of the world and was as constant as the great Chaos.

Uranus could replace the sky with his own name, and Nyx could replace the eternal night with her own name.

But each of these powerful primordial gods was incapable of naming the great destiny after himself.

"……hehe.

"It sounds impressive, but what's the point?"

She clenched her fists lightly. If she had a choice, Laxus didn't want to be the goddess of fate.

If the price of being strong is to be hurt and not know how to resist, that would be a bit ridiculous.

What's even more ridiculous is that the three sisters have never experienced even a little bit of this kind of power.

"But fortunately, I still have Hermes..."

The corners of her mouth rose, and a sense of satisfaction slowly rose from the goddess' heart.

Yes, in fact, I should be grateful for this unexpected change, which gave me the opportunity to discover such a special person.

Hermes, he was born to be with me...

Immersed in beautiful fantasies, his pupils were a little dilated.

So much so that while standing in the sky, Laxus did not notice the stars slowly rising behind her.

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"As long as you help me catch him, I can promise you anything!"

Behind Lachesis, under the cover of the clouds, Hermes was making final preparations.

The pupils sparkling with starlight swept across the sky and the earth. In front of this eye, even the changes of the gods could not hide their whereabouts.

Without anyone else, this is the best outcome.

But to be on the safe side, Hermes took one last look at the original purpose of this trip.

In that human being, through the incomplete "portal", the Great Alchemist did see something that he had never discovered before.

A powerful mark, as a priest, the source of his faith seems to have exceeded the limitations of the true God.

Undoubtedly, it was another tool created by the primordial god.

Due to the time constraints, Hermes did not have time to take a closer look, but once he confirmed this point, the rest had nothing to do with him.

Although he came here with Lachesis, he had no intention of getting involved in the dispute between the primordial gods and Atropos from the beginning to the end.

"... Lachesis... As long as I help you catch him, will you agree to anything?"

Standing behind the goddess of fate, Hermes' eyes turned from calm to cold without knowing when.

Deep in the pupils, chains hung from the dilapidated portal.

The stars are shining brightly, illuminating half the sky.

However, as if they were in two different worlds, the mortals on the island did not notice any movement.

His mind moved slightly, and chains transformed from starlight emerged from his eyes. Silently, they came behind the goddess of fate.

Taking a deep breath, Hermes asked one last time.

"Laxus, are you sure you want me to do it?"

"..."

whoosh-

After the words fell, there was no response.

Hermes was not asking the other person, but asking himself.

Now that things have come to this, there is nothing to hesitate about.

Compared with the fate that even the goddess of fate cannot correct, and the power of the primordial god, the threat posed by Lachesis is so insignificant.

In an instant, the chains of starlight between existence and non-existence pierced through the void and instantly penetrated the limbs and spine of the goddess of fate.

There was almost no resistance and everything went so smoothly.

Because just as Hermes took action, the area around Lachesis fell into a strange silence.

It's like extracting a film negative from a movie, or like taking a random page from a comic book.

This has almost no impact on the film and comics as a whole.

But to the observer, this is a static world.

This is the latest achievement, which Hermes had already introduced when I first saw it.

And now, this achievement is being used on the goddess herself.

[The Flying Arrow Does Not Move] is a sorcery born out of the understanding of the world.

At this moment, in the small space in front of Hermes, time was no longer continuous, but completely "disconnected".

Not manipulating time, Hermes also does not have the ability to stop time for a god.

He simply changed the way he observed, allowing himself to remain in 'this moment' forever.

Thus, everything in this space came to a standstill.

Only under the power of the 'Gate', Hermes's thoughts could function as usual.

Starlight is connected to the goddess of fate. According to the original plan, the great alchemist will drag the other party into this illusory "door" and lock it in his control.

But when this connection was created, for some reason Hermes felt an intense hunger.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a god, but a delicious meal.

The broken door in his eyes trembled slightly, as if he wanted to swallow the goddess in front of him in one gulp.

"This is……"

His eyes flickered. Hermes was actually not unfamiliar with this feeling.

He had felt this way once, when he first tried to create the 'gate'.

Hermes once speculated that this might be because the concept of "door" came from the portal through which he traveled through existence and non-existence, and that in that illusory world, gods also existed.

Therefore, as a creation that practices the false to become the true, the incomplete "door" instinctively desires to replace the illusion with the real.

But Hermes also knew that this would not be possible.

Not to mention that it was just a semi-finished product, even if it was a real finished product, he didn't think he could swallow the gods for his own use.

Fortunately, he had no such plan. He just wanted to follow his instinct and transform this broken door into the most solid prison in the world.

The stars flickered, and the chain remained unchanged at a fixed time.

However, it was visible to the naked eye that Lachesis's position began to slowly move closer to Hermes.

At the same time, her stature was shrinking and her position was getting higher and higher.

But if anyone watches from the sidelines, they will only get the opposite result.

Lachesis never moved herself, and her size never changed.

This is the utilization of [space]. In the field of [time], Hermes was just taking a shortcut, but in fact he did not really touch upon its essence.

In the realm of [space], as the master of travel and traversal, Hermes' explorations are unmatched.

Movement and stillness, two seemingly contradictory things overlap here.

In the pupils that were twinkling with starlight, the broken and closed door slowly opened a gap.

In front of Hermes, the goddess of fate fell into his eyes, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

Squeak...

At a certain moment, Lachesis's figure disappeared, and Hermes, who had been tense all the time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a reason why we chose to start here.

On the one hand, he needed to confirm his guess about the goddess of fate's goal. On the other hand, it was also to be prepared for any eventuality.

If something went wrong, he still had a chance to remedy the situation... His mind relaxed slightly, but after just a moment, Hermes' expression became serious again.

Because deep in his pupils, the broken door suddenly began to tremble.

Strands of black traces crawled along the broken cracks, and something like mud flowed out from the inside and the outside little by little.

This is not something that actually exists, but it appears in a freehand form in front of the portal that is also between reality and illusion.

Just like the still time cannot do anything to the existence of the 'door', it is also useless in the face of this extremely filthy and negative thing.

The black quagmire overflowed little by little and fell along the edge of the illusory door.

Almost subconsciously, Hermes cancelled his spell.

The great alchemist raised his right hand and pressed it on his eye sockets, then stretched out his hand and pulled out the broken illusory door again.

With an unsightly expression, looking at the black water that was about to drip, Hermes never expected that he would actually see such a thing.

"Is this... the poison of fate?"

"How could this be possible... How could there be something like this on Lachesis' body? Isn't this the real world?"

"If the imaginary world is different from the real world, shouldn't the real one be correct?"

No one answered his question, but that was the fact.

When it left Hermes' body, the Starlight Gate, which was on the verge of breaking, began to shake again.

And this time, there is nothing to ease its disintegration.

To merge into the body means that one would be exposed to the poison of fate, which was something that only the goddess of fate herself could endure, but she was forcibly bitten back by the fate that had become a physical entity by her own creation.

Without being integrated into the body, this half-finished door cannot survive at all, and breaking is its only fate.

No matter what choice you make, it is wrong. Every choice is wrong. Or, the only mistake is being weak, not making the choice.

If the portal containing the truth has been built at this time, then Hermes, who has returned to the throne of God, has more than one way to solve this problem.

However, for him now, this is an unsolvable problem.

His brain was racing, plans flashed through his mind, and were then rejected one by one.

In just this moment, the damage on the Starlight Gate became larger and larger, and its shape became more and more distorted.

It seemed that in the next moment, Laxus would regain her freedom.

And I am completely powerless to stop it.

“…It’s useless for you to do this.”

A feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart, but was wiped away by Hermes in an instant.

The reason he chose this place was just in case.

But just when he was about to give up his original plan, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Hermes' ears.

With a thought in mind, the great alchemist looked in the direction of the voice.

In the middle of the island, in the corner of the crater.

On a stone, the person Laxus was looking for was sitting there quietly making tea.