Since the birth of mankind, the land of Kaos seems to have suddenly become alive.

The contradictions between the gods seem to have been alleviated, and they set their sights on the many living beings, among which the humans around the sacred mountain have attracted the most attention.

Because of the knowledge learned from the dream, the already intelligent golden humans were like a plug-in, they divided their occupations, built cities, and quickly opened up the gap with humans in other places.

In just a few hundred years, they have transformed from barbarism to civilization, and if not only positive emotions by nature, the primitive city-states may have taken shape.

There are intelligent beings among the gods who guess the source of everything, but they don't care. Regardless of the purpose for which the spirit lords spread knowledge, they also benefited from it.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. Exquisite ornaments, gorgeous costumes, when they get used to all kinds of human creations, the gods can no longer do without them.

It was in such an environment that the eldest son of the ancient sea god was united with Doris, the daughter of the ocean god, and the dispute between the sea gods seemed to have a tendency to be suspended. But in the skies of Kaos, another conflict is brewing.

With the support of the God King, Cleos, the god of meteorology, who finally advanced to the level of powerful divine power in the near future, ordered his son to attract a group of star gods. They no longer obeyed the orders of Hyperion, but honored the master of Odils.

The sun god was furious because of this, and he wanted to go back to war directly, after all, the star gods could leave, but as regional gods, the celestial bodies they each represented were still hanging in the starry sky. But with Koos and Fauber invited to Mount Kinabalu, everything returned to peace.

The situation was at a stalemate, with only the occasional battle between their respective children in the starry sky.

Until this day, in front of the dark moon, which was rarely visited, a familiar skirt suddenly appeared.

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"Your Highness Nyx, I haven't seen you for many years, but it's been good lately."

The cold moonlight shone through the underworld, as if Ryan had been looking at the earth. The first time he sensed the Night Lady, he appeared directly outside of the Stygian Moon.

Thousands of years ago, when he actively spread dreams, Ryan knew that there would be such a day. After all, in the original trajectory, the god of sleep and death are the true gods conceived by Nyx alone, and the god of death is left alone, but sleep is the rest of the soul and the rest of the body, just like [life], Ryan's absorption of [sleep] is incomplete.

Since it is incomplete, it will be discovered. Nyx could easily perceive that the Divine Son conceived by her body was missing half of the priesthood, and the corresponding power had already flowed into the spirit realm.

Of course, Ryan would not admit that he had premeditated.

"Unlike Mother Earth, Your Highness, you don't often go out and about."

"Heh, it's kind of pretending. Why, will the 'prophets' also pretend to be innocent? ”

With a sneer, as thousands of years ago, Nyx's words were still so unkind.

However, Ryan has a high tolerance for this ancient god who lives at home every day. On the one hand, he couldn't beat it, and on the other hand, although the Dark Lord was gentle and polite last time, he still felt that the Night Lady was a little more 'real'.

The intuition of spiritual domination is still worth believing.

"What's that," Ryan said with a smile: "It also takes power to spy on fate, as a primordial god, and an existence that governs destiny, unless you take the initiative to allow it, no one can see the fate related to you." ”

"Maybe there's some misunderstanding, so let's hear about it."

His gaze swept over Ryan's cheeks, and Nyx's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was actually a little shaken.

After all, in the realm of [Destiny], there are very few things that can escape her perception. She wasn't quite sure if Ryan would see the future that mattered to her, but even if he could, Nyx would definitely feel something.

Prophecy is the observation and anchoring of fate, and the essence of the Night Lady symbolizes destiny itself. But the truth is this, but this does not affect her attitude.

Whether this matter has anything to do with Ryan or not, she should treat him as a concern, after all, no one in Kaos can take advantage of her for nothing.

"You've devoured the concept of death, I'm right."

Looking at Nyx's cold face under the veil, Ryan nodded calmly: "It's like this, but it's just an accident." ”

"When I created spiritual beings, I found that they were different from gods, conscious, but not immortal. So I sped up time and created Kaos's first death. ”

"Since then, the source power of [death] has been linked to the spirit world. But I have to say that [Death] is really weak and pitiful, and even a god with weak divine power can't support it. ”

This is a lie.

The swallowing of the source power of [Death] is obviously not an accident, but the second half of the sentence is true.

Compared to Life, Death is as if it did not exist. In other myths, the god of death is often a guarantee line, and even the top ancient gods are expected, but this is not the case in Kaos.

Here, the Grim Reaper is a third-rate passerby, playing the role of 'black and white impermanence', not only can he not decide when mortal things die, but even the soul has nothing to do with him.

In this world, material death is relegated to the realm of destiny and belongs to the subordinates of destiny. The end of a life is because he is destined to die and the strings of fate are broken, not because his life is exhausted and life and death are mutualized.

The Moilai of later generations is a symbol of this 'predestined death'. One of them is the weaver of the lifeline, the other is the one who determines the length, and the other is the cutter of the silk thread. And their collective name is not the 'Three Gods of Death', but the 'Three Sisters of Destiny'.

On the contrary, in the soul, Ryan can be sure that there is indeed a little law of death.

"Well, I'll just take it as an accident."

On the side, Nyx didn't care what Ryan said, she just continued to ask, "What about [Dream] and [Sleep]?" ”

"What, are these two also accidents?"

Faced with the Night Lady's questioning, Ryan smiled slightly, and did not rush to respond, but asked:

"The spirit world can't devour the source power that already exists in the corresponding gods, so this shouldn't be your authority, ma'am.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, but you have come to the door for it, it is that you should have been inspired by the world to give birth to children corresponding to these authorities."

In the face of Ryan's accurate 'guess', if it weren't for the fate, Nyx would have to wonder if the other party had secretly predicted her fate. But now, she can only 'glare' at Ryan, but she doesn't know what to say.

However, through the [Nix Black Dress], which was close to the creation artifact, the power of her 'glare' conveyed less than thirty percent of the past at most.

"Hehe, it seems that I guessed correctly."

"So, could it be that His Highness Nyx is very interested in the matter of 'ontology and childbirth', so he came to me for trouble?"

"Judging from the last conversation, I thought that both you and His Highness Erebos were disgusted by this, and I didn't want the body to give me something inexplicable—"

"Enough!" Nyx interrupted coldly. But perhaps it was her naturally erratic tone, and Ryan couldn't hear any coldness.

"Whether I like it or not, you've done all these things. Since you have taken the corresponding power, you have to solve the troubles that will ensue for me. ”

"Trouble?" Ryan was really surprised.

He also thought that Ms. Ye was purely here to ask about the guilt, but he didn't expect it to solve the trouble.

After a little thought, Ryan still planned to listen to it, and he also wanted to know what kind of trouble it was that couldn't be solved.