Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

The confusion was mostly cleared up, although the truth was so shocking to the West Wind.

Creatures born the day after tomorrow raised a butcher's knife against their creator.

And not only did they do it, they even succeeded.

His mind was in a daze for a moment. After living for two eras, Zeferos thought that he had experienced a lot.

He had witnessed with his own eyes that the golden humans were active on the earth. They were so pious and kind at that time.

He had also seen the cunning and lies of the silver humans, but in contrast, their power was as small as dust.

As for the bronze humans, they are just tools for the gods to verify their faith.

When tools begin to be used for personal purposes, or even deceive their owners, recasting is their only end.

Thousands of years have passed, and the past has been buried in history.

In this corner of the continent, the relationship between humans and gods has been quietly exchanged.

"They will not succeed, as all the gods in heaven and earth bear witness."

"Even if the laws of the world are tired of the gods' wantonness and exert their supreme power on the human world, this era still belongs to the era of gods after all."

"Astraios, it won't be long. All the suffering you have suffered over the years will eventually come back to those humans."

"Every drop of blood you lose will never be in vain."

Cheferos promised in a low voice with a heavy tone.

In just one or two thousand years, these humans have already achieved this step.

If they were allowed to gain eternal life, I am afraid that the whole of Olympus would not be able to live in peace.

These wizards...they are a threat to both gods and humans.

One day, if they have enough abilities, even the Goddess of the Magic Network who gave them the ability to cast spells may no longer be noble in the eyes of these madmen.

If he were the God of the Demonic Network... then Zeferos had no doubt that even if he would not ban spellcasting for his own beliefs and interests, he would definitely impose heavy burdens on these lawless spellcasters just like the restrictions on gods in this world. shackles.

After all, compared to them, even the clergy of Silvermoon City who called the Olympus gods ‘false gods’ seemed a lot more pleasing to the eye at the moment.

After all, no matter how arrogant they are, those humans at least recognize the nobility and greatness of the gods, as well as their transcendent nature.

Calling them false gods or angels is just a hierarchy among the gods, but they don't think they can stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

Regarding this point, except for the God King on the Holy Mountain, I am afraid that few gods would care about being degraded to a status below that of the Ancient God of Creation.

"……That's good……"

On the central altar in the underground space, the God of the Stars sighed deeply after swearing to the God of the West Wind.

At this point, he can only place his hopes on others.

Across half the underground space, Zeferos asked some more details, and Astraios answered them one by one.

After everything was roughly understood, the God of the West Wind was finally about to leave. As if he remembered something, the God of the Stars suddenly asked.

"Zeferos... it's time for you to leave, but before that, I have a question to ask you."

"Now you are the main god of Olympus, but you have been walking in the outside world for many years. Have you ever heard of a human named Hermes?"

"Hermes?"

He looked slightly startled, and when he heard this name, Zeferos couldn't help but feel nervous.

Of course he had heard of Hermes. Not to mention the past, it was in many books he had read recently. This was a name that was absolutely unavoidable in the history of witchcraft.

"I've heard of him, a famous human being... Why, is he even involved in your affairs?"

Hermes, another big problem.

You know, in Silver Moon City, although the Magic Network Goddess created the mystery lock, she actually prefers to stay in the starry sky.

The goddess of the wilderness only likes wildness and nature. She rarely sets foot in this city, but Athens is different.

As the sanctuary of the goddess of wisdom in the human world, except for the past two or three hundred years, the goddess often appeared in Athens in the early years.

Even to this day, the artifact as a symbol of herself still hangs on the top of the city of Athens.

In this case, if the great alchemist of Athens also created such a bloody experiment, then the possibility that Athena knew nothing about it was infinitely close to zero.

"No, he had nothing to do with it."

Shaking his head slightly, Astraios didn't know what the God of West Wind was thinking. He just recalled the beginning of his fall to today.

That day... If I had stayed in the star realm honestly, how could I have ended up like this?

"Zeferos, I just regret it a little."

"I was not alive when Typhon's Tribulation broke out."

"But on that day, I felt the call from the Star God."

"Some of my descendants who fell into the world and fell into eternal sleep were awakened...but the person who awakened him did not return him freedom."

"That's why I left the star realm."

The voice was low and gradually became inaudible.

The God of the Stars did not say any more about the following content, but combined with some of the content he had said before, Zeferos probably knew the result.

That day, Astraeus fell from the sky.

As a god, he proudly ordered Hermes to return the star god he had awakened, and ordered him to offer a way to find the eternally sleeping star god.

If he doesn't obey, the God of the Stars will subject him to horrific punishment.

The unceremonious instructions and the condescending attitude all showed the arrogance of the Titans.

Then it was obvious that what greeted Astraeus was only a mockery and teasing from Hermes.

If Hermes, hundreds of years later, has become accustomed to life in the human world and has become much calmer, then he is not so talkative when he has just arrived in the 'real world'.

In other trajectories, there are almost no gods that the famous thief god dare not provoke, and Astraeus is obviously not among these taboos.

After being laughed at for a while, the very angry God of the Stars had no choice but to return to the starry sky.

As a result, Typhon fell halfway. Part of his supreme power came to the God King under the influence of the One-Day Fruit, and the other part evolved into thousands of demons.

And Astraios happened to bump into the ancient star that had just been born and was corrupted by the flesh and blood of the King of Demons, [Ancient Evil Object: Star of Omen of Death].

After a battle, Astraeus, who was afraid of being corrupted like the sun god, exhausted his strength and escaped.

He eventually fell from the sky and fell into a lake with a similar name to him.

From that day on, this Astraeus remained here and became the god of stars who fell in the Lake of Falling Stars.

"call……"

"Zeferos, you are just here once in this world. Who could have imagined that you would pay such a price..."

The smile was bitter, but gradually, something came to mind, and ferocity and distortion appeared on Astraeus's face again.

Hope is just a glimmer, Zeferos is leaving too.

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And he could only continue to endure this inhuman torture.

"...Zeferos...it's time for you to leave...the longer you stay, the greater your risk..."

"Go...go...

"But Zephyrus, you have to remember!"

"You will never, ever... ever!"

"Never, never trust humans!"

"..."

The voice was shrill and hoarse, and the pale silver grid fluctuated accordingly.

Standing on the platform at the exit of the corridor, looking at the almost crazy God of the Stars, Cheferos was silent for a moment, and then nodded slowly.

Regardless of whether he approved it or not, he should calm Astraeus's mood.

There was no need for him to argue with the God of the Stars at this moment as to whether humans only had lies.

Let’s talk about the future after Astraeus is rescued.

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Thumping...

brush--

In the north of Silver Moon City, there is a deserted city where no one approaches.

The light gray sparrow flapped its wings and flew through the low altitude, returning along the original path, trying to repair the damage on the ground below, and the God of the West Wind flew out of this inaccessible place.

There was no stop on the way, and it wasn't until there were a lot of people around that the sparrow finally stopped by the roadside.

There is no obvious change in the magic network, but as these human custodians. If they modified the operating status of the Mystery Lock, they would never be so silent.

After secretly observing for a while, until it was confirmed that there were no special changes in Silver Moon City, Cheferros finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hmm... Although with his unparalleled stealth skills, these mortals should not find that he has sneaked into their forbidden areas, but there are always exceptions to everything.

Just like before when he was underground, he accidentally got excited and let Astraios reveal his whereabouts.

So if someone discovers him, the God of the West Wind will be ready to run away by force.

After all, after passing through the underground line, Zeferos's fear of this city has increased exponentially.

"Fortunately there is no problem."

"Sure enough, these mortals alone can't find my traces."

Nodding secretly, Zeferos gave himself a perfect score in his heart.

Although he has never received such a score in an exam, this does not affect his excellent practical ability.

Continuing to fly, Zeferos flew towards the more densely populated areas of the city.

This trip can be considered a complete meritorious deed, and the next step is how to retire after achieving success.

"I didn't expect that this city would hide such evil secretly..."

"Oh, that's right."

"Every place looks glorious and great on the surface...except for me, a close minister of the God King, even the Queen of Heaven, how can I know what His Majesty has done."

"Olympia's numerous bones, apart from me, only God knows."

Shaking his head slightly, at this moment, the right way is to quickly find Hercules.

Cheferos no longer wants to stay in this city.

Maybe there are other secrets here, but they have nothing to do with me.

After he arranges the next stage of the task for the great hero, the God of West Wind will return to Mount Olympus immediately.

At that time, in front of the power of the God King and the gods, the little secrets of mortals will be as invisible as the moon in the mirror.

But when things got to this point, Cheferos once again discovered a problem in embarrassment.

"...So..."

"Since there was an error in my mark, it did not remain on Hercules, but appeared on some unlucky sacrifice."

"Then here's the problem."

"Since he is not here, where is the real Hercules? Or, has he really been to Silvermoon City?"