"It's been another great year."

In the west of the day, people gradually returned home, and Orson also walked out of the temple dedicated to the god-king Zeus with Momon.

I heard that the god-king was about to marry the queen of heaven, so the bronze humans prepared more generous sacrifices, and similarly, the gods also lowered more rewards for Zeus's face.

But as they have done every time in the past, the two priests easily deceived the god-king of the remaining divinity, and then kept the sacrifice.

Closing the heavy door of the temple, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, making the temple in front of the two of them more brilliant and solemn. But they didn't look at it, but turned and walked towards their house, and discussed tomorrow's 'work' by the way.

"The old rule, we will each take a little bit, and then the rest will be returned for any reason."

"Speaking of which, it's interesting to see how other people are grateful to Dade. It's just that recently, everyone seems to have gotten used to us 'giving supplies on behalf of God', and their reactions have been a lot calmer. ”

Walking on the road, Orson said casually. He didn't have the idea of taking more of the tribute, not because he was of noble character, but because it was unnecessary.

If there are no women, there will be no family. Although there is private property, there is no concept of inheritance.

Even commerce is still confined to the primitive state of barter, after all, there is an absolutely honest and honest creator on it, and everyone does not need too much private property. If you really encounter difficulties, they will naturally be solved, and you don't need to save up or anything.

Therefore, the two priests actually had nothing to be greedy for except to leave themselves some high-quality food to satisfy their desires.

"Okay, then the old rules."

"Speaking of which, though, I feel like the gods on Mount Olympus have been paying less and less attention to us lately."

Casually, Mo Meng said casually.

There was a reason why he said this, after all, as a priest, Momont could feel the gaze of the gods' minds every time he sacrificed. Lately, however, he had noticed that occasionally the gods would slip through, or end with a glance.

"This is normal, after all, the gods are impatient, and it wasn't the wedding banquet of the god king recently, so he probably didn't have much interest in paying attention to us."

"If I were a god, I wouldn't want to watch the 'ants' sacrifice to me all day long. It's okay to watch this kind of thing once in a while, but it's not interesting to watch too much. ”

Despite calling himself 'Ant', Orson smiled happily and didn't show much respect between his words. If ordinary bronze humans still believe in gods, then for these priests, in recent years, they have become less and less concerned about gods.

There was even a vague sense of superiority rising in them, after all, they were so close to the truth compared to other humans who knew nothing.

"Unfortunately, as human beings, we don't have as much power as gods, and this should be the only difference between gods and humans."

Shaking his head, Orson was somewhat envious of this.

Soaring in the sky and controlling nature, he also wants to experience it, but unfortunately it is the exclusive domain of God.

"What about death?"

Momon has a different view:

"The Creator once said that apart from power, there is another difference between mortals and gods, and that is that mortals will grow old and die, although I don't know what aging is."

Naturally, Momon had seen death, but it was the death of wild beasts. Obviously, there are few human beings in this era who can empathize with food.

"Who knows, the Creator also said that the golden men believed in the gods devoutly, so they ascended to heaven after death; Silver humans have arrogant contempt for the gods, so they have been erased from existence. But I think that no matter how pious the golden human beings are, they probably won't be as 'religious' as I am. ”

Pouting, Orson said disdainfully:

"My level of 'piety' is to be as religious as I want."

"According to this logic, not only can I ascend to the sky, but I am afraid that the sun and the moon will be divided into one for me."

"Hahaha, I'm really laughing to death~"

"Who!"

"Who!"

His face changed suddenly, don't look at the arrogance on his lips, Orson and Mo Meng still know how terrible God is.

Among other things, their creator, Prometheus, claims to be mediocre among the gods, but still possesses power that the bronze humans can't match. According to what the other party said, it was still a situation where he didn't use divine power.

If what they did was known to the gods, they didn't know what would happen to humanity and the Creator, but the two of them would definitely not end well.

However, the two stared nervously for a long time, but no figure appeared.

"Just now?"

The two looked at each other.

One person can still hear wrongly, how can two people be. But since he hasn't been punished yet, it's likely that it wasn't the gods who passed by just now.

According to the Creator, right next to man, on the opposite side of the physical world, there is a world where 'spiritual' life lives. Most of the lives there are not intelligent, but a few can communicate.

And most importantly, those who are wise do not seem to be very friendly to the gods either.

"Let's go."

Mo Meng snorted softly, and the two of them immediately walked towards their respective houses, not daring to talk casually anymore.

No matter what life was by their side before, they were scared out of a cold sweat. At the moment, they just want to hurry back to their rooms and warm themselves up with the flames.

The flame that contains the meaning of protection in the dark can give them a sense of security.

The two of them hurried away, but what they didn't know was that where they had been standing, two goddesses with hidden bodies watched their every move.

Originally, I came to see the so-called 'wisdom' of human beings, but now that I have seen it, I just feel a little ridiculous.

"Selene, don't go and punish them quickly, these two guys are just going to rob you of the moon Alas~"

Dressed in a familiar red dress, Hekat smiled a little narrowly. She held out her finger and poked the Moon Goddess in the cheek.

"Aren't you afraid, I'm about to die of laughter anyway~"

"Isn't it your moon now—"

He puffed out his mouth and knocked Hecate's hand off, and Selene was a little dissatisfied.

Beside her, Hekat knew why the other party was upset. Under the guidance of the stone slab, he built a high tower on the moon, which served as a daily residence for the two of them, and was also different from the palace of the gods, and could also conduct some research on witchcraft. Selene actually likes it, but the problem is that there are other people out there now.

Although the Moon Goddess does not discriminate against centaurs, she does not like it very much. Or, in her little world, she doesn't like any existence that is not very familiar.

"Well, if I hadn't been teaching that stupid fellow, I wouldn't have taken him with me. Wait, when I'm done teaching what I should teach, I'll let him do all the witchcraft and stuff for me. ”

"According to Slate, when witchcraft is integrated into human beings, I can also gain 'faith' from it, but I feel like that."

"If human beings are like them, I don't want this kind of faith."

With a wave of his hand, Hekat remembered the two humans just now.

"Well——, but the bronze humans are indeed more interesting than the gold humans, and they actually dare to pit that golden retriever, which I didn't expect."

"I just don't know what kind of punishment they will receive then?"

Although she said 'interesting', the Moon Goddess could see that in her friend's mind, these bronze humans were nothing at all, she was just having fun.

In fact, Selene didn't think that these human cleverness would last long. Now the gods are not aware of it, only because the faith offered to them by mortals has not diminished, and nothing else.

But it's not going to last forever. Mortals are still too weak compared to the gods, and if it takes a small accident, their secrets will be exposed to the gods.

I don't know why Prometheus, who is known as a wise person, did this, anyway, the moon goddess thinks that the other party's behavior is quite stupid.

And although he didn't know much about faith, Selene always felt that once such a 'blessing' had been given for a long time, I was afraid that human beings might not be able to maintain their piety.

Just like her, she had a long time of fun learning witchcraft at first, but now she has become accustomed to it. This is not the case when human beings 'get used to' God's blessings.

"Forget it, leave them alone."

Tugging at the moon goddess's sleeve, Hekat felt that this so-called 'human intelligence' was really nothing to see.

"Let's go, Selene. The divination told me that this time on the earth, I might be able to meet an acquaintance. ”

"But to be reasonable, apart from the fact that I am a little more familiar with the Golden Retriever, do I have any other acquaintances?"

After thinking for a moment, and then choosing to give up thinking, Hekate said happily:

"Let's go, let's go west. I lived there when I was a kid and I don't know what happened there. ”

"But the sacred mountains have collapsed - I hope there is still something left there~"

"Where did you live as a child. That's worth a visit. ”

Nodding, Selene was a little expectant. She decisively left the two mortals and Prometheus behind, and then traveled west with Hecate.

However, just as Orson and Momon didn't notice them, they didn't notice that three sneaky figures had just passed by.

Of course, the other party didn't notice them.

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"Aging. Death"

Lying on his back on the wooden bed, Maumon was immersed in thought.

After separating from Orson before, he was still terrified for a while, for fear that it was the gods who were actually passing by just now, but he ignored them and went to settle accounts with the Creator. But as time passed, he gradually relaxed again.

Since there is no disaster falling from the sky, there is probably no problem. Now, when a person is lying on a wooden bed, a relaxed Momont begins to think crankily.

Unlike Orson, the other party is like a creator, confident in his superior wisdom, so he is fearless, so he is also the most loved by Prometheus, but Mo Meng always thinks more.

Fooling the gods is just because the other party is not in front of you. On the day of death, when one's soul comes face to face with the god in charge of death, will the other party still be deceived by himself?

He didn't think so. Although Momont did not know who the god he would face when he died, it must have been a great god.

After all, the Creator once said that giving mortals eternal life is a costly thing, unless the god is in control of life or death itself, then he can make mortals immortal in an alternative way.

"Forget it, it should be a long, long time."

"I don't know what it's like to be 'old', and on that day, Orson can still say the words 'death is just like that' so confidently."

Whispering to himself, Momont felt sleepiness welling up, and he was ready to sleep.

"Probably not, after all, you haven't seen your kind die, let alone get old. When you really see it, you will know that you are afraid. ”

"Who!"

The sleepiness receded in an instant, and Mo Meng really didn't expect that he would encounter an unknown existence twice in a row in just half a day.

And depending on the situation, this second coming of existence is probably not passing by, but is coming for itself.

He held the short bronze sword that had been at his side, and although it was probably of little use in front of the comers, it could bring some psychological comfort to Momeng.

The gaze is sharp, scanning left and right, but in the light of the burning fire, there is nothing.

"Don't be afraid, as the 'priest' that Prometheus fancies, I won't do anything to you."

"After all, if you arouse his vigilance, it won't be easy."

With a slight laugh, a figure slowly emerged. He looked like a young human, with a gentle smile on his lips.

If it had been a chance encounter during the day, Momont would probably be happy to make friends with such a person. But looking at it now, there is a high probability that the other party is not even a person.

"Who are you? This is the place of the Creator's attention, and it is too late for you to leave. ”

Turning over and sitting up from the wooden bed, Mo Meng held the sword in his right hand and looked vigilant.

He had secretly decided that if the other party could be intimidated by the name of the Creator, then he would immediately seek refuge in Prometheus.

But in fact, he also knew that his idea would probably not be realized.

Sure enough, under his gaze, the stranger on the other side had no idea of retreating. He just hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile:

"Prometheus, he is already unable to protect himself, why do you think he can protect you?"

"You don't really think that blasphemy is such an easy thing to expose?"

With a bit of ridicule, before coming, Mephistopheles thought that it would take him a long time to find an opportunity, but what he never expected was that in just half a day, he found out that the god of seer, who had also dealt with him, actually did such a thing.

The gods were deceived for some trivial tribute, but if a god himself passed around the tribe of men, his little trick could not be concealed from others. Mephistopheles was even secretly wondering if the prescient sage had overnamed, or had inflated himself to the point of forgetting who he was.

Does he think that he is one of those great beings who are above the gods?

But that's fine, now he doesn't need to think about killing humans on a large scale - after all, he only has one chance, and the Lord of the Nine Hells tells him that the Lord of the Spirit Realm may turn a blind eye to his predation of mortal souls, but that doesn't mean that other beings in the Spirit World will.

He was still having a headache about how to 'eat enough' at once, but now he just needs to sit back and watch humanity destroy itself, and then sow enough 'seeds' before that.

In a hundred or two hundred years at most, everything will come to an end for the time being.

"You're not a Protoss?"

There was a little silence, and the strange presence on the other side broke through Momeng's biggest worry. Even strictly speaking, many priests are like him, immersed in the beauty of the moment, and at the same time afraid of the day when they will be exposed.

He didn't know what would happen to the Creator, but as a priest who deceived the gods, Momont felt that he would not end well. But fortunately, the second unknown existence I encountered today didn't seem to be a god.

"Of course, I am not a god, and even in the past, I was a human being, but a silver human destroyed by God."

"What?"

Momon was stunned.

He had heard of the Silver Humans, that it was the ungodly generation, that it was the sinful generation of the Humans. They all died at the turn of the two epochs, and their souls were nowhere to be found.

But the strange existence in front of him not only claimed to be a silver human, but also possessed the power that extraordinary beings could grasp, which made him feel unacceptable, could it be that the creator had deceived him?

"Hehe, in the eyes of most people, the silver human race is indeed a thing of the past, but the great Lord of the Nine Prisons has given us a new lease of life."

As if to read Momont's thoughts, Mephistopheles explained casually.

"As for your creator, Prometheus, he is a very difficult deity to evaluate. He was also approached by us, but eventually gave up. ”

Shaking his head, when he was no longer affected by the source force, Mephistopheles didn't know what to say about this god.

Without him, the former silver humans would probably not have been able to learn even the most basic knowledge, but now, the two sides are obviously on opposite sides.

"So what are you here to do, you want me to be bad for the Creator?"

Try to calm himself down, and Momon knows that he must have something that the other party can use.

And all over the world, he felt that he only had a relationship with the Creator, which was worth the other party's attention.

"No, I have no interest in God."

However, to Momeng's surprise, the other party laughed and denied his idea.

"Actually, Momont, I'm more interested in you."

Reaching out to Momont, Mephistopheles took a vial from his bosom.

The bottle is crystal clear, and it is not at all a creation that can be done with the current human process. Inside, a dark red liquid was slowly rolling.

"This is my blood. After drinking it, you can jump higher, have more strength, have more keen perception, have some extraordinary powers, and of course, most importantly, live longer. ”

"But I don't."

His tone was stiff, and Momont was not interested in drinking anything from a stranger.

"Perhaps, you really don't need it right now."

Placing the vial on the table, Mephistopheles said with a smile:

"But it will be in the future."

"See with your eyes, feel with your body. When you see your fellow kind grow old, when your eyes are no longer clear, when you feel scared, drink it and you will be able to live longer. ”

"And, I hope you understand,"

Standing in the shadows, Mephistopheles looked very sincere.

"We were all human beings, and human beings are understandable, but human beings are not like gods."

"They need the faith of humanity, not humanity itself. No matter how much you contribute to them, if you don't believe him, it won't make a difference. ”

"So remember, Momun, never ask the gods for eternal life. Otherwise, you'll regret it. ”

With a mysterious smile, Mephistopheles's figure gradually receded, turning into a cloud of black mist and dispersing, and then vanished. Momon was on the alert for a while, and it was not until the middle of the moon that he gradually relaxed.

He looked at the vial on the table and hesitated. Momon had planned to tell the Creator about the day's events and let him deal with the contents of the bottle, but in the end, for some reason, he hid it under the bed.

He wasn't going to use it, and he didn't trust this strange silver human. If he can deceive God, how can no one deceive him?

And thinking about the other party's last words, Mo Meng couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

"Pray to God for eternal life. Oh, didn't he know that there was no such option in the blessings of the gods? ”

"Even if I wanted to, no god would have made a promise to do so."

Shaking his head and not thinking about it again, although he didn't plan to tell the Creator, Momont decided to secretly observe the other sacrifices tomorrow, especially Orsen.

He wasn't sure, the mysterious man was alone.

(End of chapter)