Before Ryan stepped out of the Land of Eternal Night, the spirit of the God of Favonius was concentrated like never before.

Once again, there was a fluctuation in the land of eternal night, which had been quiet for hundreds of years, and it was a sign that someone had come out of it. But no one knows who will come out of it.

Maybe it's a black dress, or maybe it's just a nymph.

Under the nervous gaze of Fellowos, a ripple flashed, and Ryan and Shopnos stepped out of it.

The fluctuations of the night gradually subsided, and after waiting for a while, and making sure that there was no third person, the god of the west wind finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he was already thinking in his heart about how long he would have to hold on if he was caught by the Night Lady before confessing the existence of the God King. In fact, this idea has come up many times over the past few hundred years. But fortunately, reality did not give him a chance to make a choice.

"The Lord of the Spirit Realm has returned, so I can also return to the God King first. But the god beside him, how come I've never seen it before? ”

There were some doubts, but soon Phyros thought of the goddess of the moon who didn't know where to come from, and the [Star Breaker] who had appeared in the starry sky.

No matter where the other party came from, he just had to wait for Ryan to return to the spirit realm, and then return to the god king.

The position of the head of the four wind gods was far away, and Fei Feiros was already a little impatient.

"Huh? What was that? ”

Suddenly, the god of the west wind felt a little blurred in his spirit. Faintly, he seemed to see a gray feather falling from the void.

He should be vigilant, but he doesn't know when, his thoughts have become sluggish. A pleasant tune sounded in his ears, and Fellowos' eyes gradually closed.

The invisible wind regained its prototype, and the god of the west wind fell to the ground. In a flash, this true god with weak divine power silently lost his resistance.

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At Ryan's side, Hypnos put the flute away.

Just now, the melodious lullaby was slowly sounded by him, and the divine power of sleep spread in all directions along the sound.

The later sun god Apollo also had a lyre, with which he was able to play tunes that were enough to confuse the gods. But in the hands of the true god of sleep, his flute was undoubtedly more powerful than the harp that Hermes gave to Apollo.

Accompanied by a melodious tune, Hypnos shook its wings lightly. On the light gray wings, illusory feathers quietly fell and sank into the void.

The music is 'sleep', the feather is 'dream', and without the slightest warning, the Celestial in the sky only feels a wave of sleepiness hit him, and then he loses consciousness in relaxation.

If you are nervous and vigilant at all times, the power of the god of sleep will be greatly reduced. But apparently, the god of the west wind had no idea that he would be discovered, let alone understand the power of sleep. So without any resistance, he was directly taken down by Hypnos.

"Father, how are you going to discipline him?"

Flying into the sky, capturing the Pheros who had changed back to his original state in his dream, Hypnos asked respectfully.

Like him, the Anemo God has a pair of wings on his back, but it appears to be slightly shorter. In Kaos, such winged gods are rare, but there are quite a few of them, and they are considered part of the mainstream gods.

"...... of the God of the West Wind"

Looking at the unconscious Fellowos in front of him, Ryan hesitated a little. He had planned to bring him into the spirit realm and seal the immortal god, but in the blink of an eye, he dismissed that idea.

Sealing a true god requires a constant drain of power to counter the power he has gained from his priesthood. It's nothing to the spirit world, but it doesn't mean much.

As long as the gods could not be killed, Ryan felt that any purely physical punishment was of little significance.

"Some gods let the god of sin hold the heavens forever, and some gods let him push the boulder, and the cycle will go on and on forever."

Making a decision, Ryan reached out and wiped it lightly on Fellowos's forehead.

"Since you're so fond of voyeurism......"

"Then as punishment, let you be the worst peeper."

Authority flashed, and the 'wisdom' of the god of the west wind was vacant. Although he can still think, any ideas that come from him will be missing.

At the same time, an uncertain fate loomed over Pheros. Quietly, a change has taken place.

From this moment on, when the God of the West Wind hides his form, he will definitely have a flaw due to poor consideration. And even if the flaws are not discovered, his actions will lead to an unknown end under fate.

If the original result is bad, then nothing will change. The original result is good, so start all over again.

On the sidelines, Hypnos, who was a bystander, folded his wings and watched this scene quietly. His expression was still respectful, but there was a faint chill in his heart.

For the evil god who was born with weak emotions, he didn't care about physical punishment. In contrast, this means of influencing wisdom and destiny made him feel even more fearful.

"Let's go."

Throwing Phoros to the ground, Ryan ignored it. As soon as he swiped the space in front of him, a silver-white light door appeared, and he stepped in, and Hypnos hurriedly followed.

The gods always thought that the Stygian Moon was the entrance to the spiritual realm, so the God King sent the Wind God to monitor the Underworld, but in fact, the Stygian Moon was at most a main gate.

The entire world of Kaos, any place covered by the spirit realm, can be directly in and out of the interface. But because Ryan has never had access to the spiritual realm of this world, no god has ever discovered this before.

In a few steps, three layers of space-time barriers were passed through by Ryan one after another. Mount Sinaia was 'not far away', but in the third spiritual realm, Ryan stopped.

Until hundreds of years ago, there was no concrete thing in the third level of the spiritual realm. Time and space are mixed, and there is no basis for life to exist, only the occasional passing by spiritual angels.

But at the moment, this is not the case where Ryan is. Outwardly, they were standing in the sky next to a small hill.

Seeing Ryan stop, Shopnos also stopped. He looked at his surroundings, the space was small, less than a hundred miles in total. A handful of humans live in the distance, and on the hill, a glowing divine figure is talking to a mortal thing on the ground.

"This is the third level of the spirit realm, and it is also your new home in the future."

Slowly speaking of his own arrangements, Ryan did not intend to bring Hypnos to his shrine.

In fact, if it weren't for Nyx's approach, Ryan himself would have to cultivate a true god who can control dreams. But now that he has a ready-made one, he has also let go of his original plan.

Now that Hypnos has been born, it's time to get to work. Although he was only a one-day-old being, he was a god after all, and he wouldn't care if he thought about it.