"You took more than one of those living eggs."

The power of [Darkness] may be rare in the world in terms of concealment, but it is not comparable to [Space] in terms of grabbing things, so in the Land of Fog before, Erebos ended up half a beat slower.

This would have been insignificant, it was just that Ryan took more and he took less, but because Kaos's invasion of the Nine Kingdoms was suddenly completed, both of them hurriedly stopped.

In this case, Ryan didn't get much, but Erebos only came and took one at the very edge.

"Are you also interested in this kind of 'thing', I thought that this kind of weak life was not taken into account by you."

Looking away from the crystalline branches of the Mother Flesh Tree, Ryan's mind swept over his harvest.

Two of them look relatively strong, and more than a dozen of them are average. Of course, as the original dragon, even if it is ordinary, it is a real transcendent life.

Perhaps the bloodline of their descendants will gradually fall silent and stabilize after several generations, but this batch of dragon eggs that may be called [Ancestral Dragons] does have a powerful nature, as long as they are normal adults, they can easily become the existence of the legendary realm, and even as the years grow, they can continue to tap the potential in their bloodline, become more powerful, and have the power of the gods after a long time.

As for the two who are obviously stronger, they can probably directly touch the realm of God. However, how strong they can be in the future depends on where they grow.

They are affected by the living environment, and they will have biases in attributes and talents, and these that fall into the hands of Ryan are undoubtedly the kind of luck that is very good.

As for the dragon eggs that are still in Niforheim, they will probably be randomly released into the world. After all, that country has been assimilated by the [Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood], and the place where the dragon egg is located is one of the few places that has not been affected.

"Life in another world has some research value, not to mention that it is alive. It would also be a good thing if you could reproduce into a race, haven't you always been interested in these mortal things? ”

Frowning, looking at the lonely dragon egg he had obtained, Erebos also had a little headache.

He was going to exchange something for another one from Ryan, but when he thought about it, it seemed that he had nothing to exchange.

Either the value is too high, and he doesn't think it's worth paying for a dragon egg. Either he didn't have to speak, and he knew that Ryan was definitely not interested.

"Then you can do your own research, I won't bother, I believe you will gain something."

With a faint smile, Ryan reached out and scooped up Mimir, who had suddenly become dumb since he bumped into Erebos, and turned to walk towards the path from which he had come.

Just like the other party thought, Ryan didn't want anything, after all, something like the [Dark] Source Power obviously didn't belong to the tradable object.

It should still be too late, he has to rush to see where the Nine Realms will merge into the world of Kaos. After all, in addition to being able to be observed when they first move their positions, they will be wrapped in the power of the world and begin a long process of digestion.

Behind him, looking at Ryan's distant back, the Lord of Darkness didn't say anything, and disappeared without a trace.

He was going to get another one from Ryan, but he didn't have to worry about it. The gods of Kaos have never lacked the gods who can give birth to their offspring on their own, but they will consume more power.

As for why he suddenly became interested in these weak beings who were originally dismissive, or because in the dark country of Svartalfheim, Erebos had found traces of a large number of intelligent life. Although most of them are dead, many of the books that remain are still there.

Even if he was just a curiose browsing, Erebos was surprised to find that there were not only gods but also humans in this world.

It is not surprising that there are gods in other worlds, but the existence of human beings is very abrupt.

What's more, from some of the records found, unlike the weakness of humans, the natives of the Dark Country, those called 'dark elves' and 'dwarves' originated from the corpses of the first life in this realm, the primordial giant Unir, born under the interweaving of ice and fire, they are more powerful than humans and have a longer history, but in the end, only humans live in the middle of the Nine Realms, Midgartene.

In different worlds, only humans and gods are so similar, which makes him suddenly realize that in the past, it seems that Ryan has always paid more attention to these intelligent beings.

There is also the energy called 'faith', which Erebos has actually discovered a long time ago, but it may have some meaning for Gaia, who has been hit repeatedly, and can make up for her loss to a certain extent, and it is also meaningful to the god-king recognized by the present world, which can make him above the other gods, but it cannot help the primordial god become complete and great, so the Lord of Darkness has always turned a blind eye to it.

But now, he noticed from the texts of the dark elves that the war between the two major gods in this world seemed to have some kind of relationship with faith.

One of the sources of their struggle was an argument over who was more worthy of being honored by mortals.

For all these reasons, Erebos finally decided that he planned to create a race of his own, useful or useless, and he had nothing to do right now anyway.

And the most important thing is that he seems to have some clue about how to peel off the traces of the present world on his body and return to the beginning.

"Speaking of which, it's still your inspiration for me."

Rubbing the only dragon egg he snatched, Erebos cut off his left hand.

This hand is infected by the power of the Mother Flesh Tree, and it is only fitting that it can be used to create a Mother of Dragons. Of course, he had to wear out the consciousness born in this first, so as not to make wedding dresses for others.

"And the guy I didn't think I had. Nine Hells? ”

Although the other party is strictly said to be his junior, he has become a senior on the road to opening up the world, so Erebos will naturally pay attention to his actions.

The other party seems to have created a life called [Devil], and the Lord of Darkness will naturally not lag behind.

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Whoa—

The river of the world flows endlessly, and the truncated river channel does not affect the flow of the whole. It didn't take long for Ryan to return to the edge of Kaos.

The familiar rules and a sense of relaxation came, and compared to the suppressed situation in the Nine Realms, it was still a little more comfortable here.

In the Land of Mist, the power of the great level was not manifested in the slightest in the face of the power of the complete world, and the battle between the three beings did not even shatter the land of Niflheim. If Ryan confronts the [Flesh Mother Tree] here, I am afraid that in a face-to-face manner, the existence under the East Sea Divine Spirit will be assimilated into a part of the other party, and then will be crushed into powder by Ryan mercilessly.

Of course, the laws of the world will probably follow suit and punish these two 'violent elements'.

"It's also protecting his own 'spoils', after all, if it is broken, Kaos will have to spend his own strength to repair the broken interface."

Standing above the long river, Ryan looked at the Nine Realms pulled by the chains of order, and he noticed that the trajectories of these interfaces had begun to gradually split.

The Fog Nation has the most chains and the densest, after all, it still has a 'big bomb' inside. A few pieces had been peeled off of it, presumably the part that had not yet been assimilated by the mother tree.

In terms of direction, it has been pulled to the bottom of the worlds, and although it is uncertain whether it will be alive or not, if it can, Niflheim will most likely be with Tartarus.

From now on, the representation of the chaotic side of the world is likely to become two, but the premise is that the [Mother Tree of Flesh] must be completely transformed by Kaos first, and as for how long this process will last, Ryan is not very clear.

Outside of the fog, Warnerheim landed in the southeast, near an island near the mainland. When it is fully digested by the world, it is likely to open its own entrance there.

The value of such a magical country is undeniable, and even if many spells and rituals are ineffective due to changes in the world, many times in the realm of the occult, inspiration is more important than experience.

The results of tens of thousands of years of Warner Protoss can bring inspiration that is unimaginable.

The giant kingdom of Jotunheim flew to the far north of the world, and the desolate ice fields were as uninhabited as the home of the frost giants; Helheim, the land of the dead, has drifted to the underworld, where in the future, it is likely to become a second home for the undead, or even the newborn undead under the light of the moon.

One of them is born of magic, the other is the power of pure death, and the latter will obviously hate life more than the former.

Svartalfheim, the land of darkness, has 'expanded' some distance between the earth and the underworld.

When the [Underworld] was divided, the territory controlled by the two earth gods would inevitably collide, but now, it was separated. Countless cavities and crypts were born, and from then on, just like the sea, there was one more 'land' in the world that had no owner and could fight for.

As for Muspelheim, as the original country born along with the Land of Mist, it also drifted to the bottom of the world. However, unlike his 'old friend', the Fire Nation flowed directly into Tartarus, and through his special incarnation, Ryan could even predict that this kingdom would probably be dismembered.

It just so happened that the abyss was affected by the Nine Hells, and it also began to gradually give birth to matter, dividing the interface, and Muspelheim would become the nourishment of this process. The nascent abyss will also be affected by this, giving birth to special lifeforms and layers of fire and lava.

Of course, the Nine Hells can also get a piece of the pie, and maybe from now on, the flames will become another means of the devils like darkness.

Finally, the human Midgard and the Light Elves of the Nine Realms, Yalfheim, still surrounded Kaos, and didn't seem to find where to go.

However, the absence of belonging does not mean that they are not transformed, they are just like other interfaces, matter and energy are still those, and the underlying rules that can make them up have been slowly changing.

In this process, the original rules of the nine kingdoms have also been partially integrated into the world of Kaos, and in the coming period, many source forces will usher in a more or less rise.

"It's just that it's not necessarily a good thing for some people."

Glancing at the starry sky, Ryan remembered a goddess who had been away from the world for a hundred years.

For Ryan, the origin rises and rises, and it is impossible for Kaos to share his power anyway, but not for some people.

For example, Alfheim, who is full of the power of light, has greatly increased the authority of [Light]. If nothing happens, Thea, the Mother of Light, is likely to reach greatness in this era, but Ryan believes that another god of light will be born in the world before this day comes.

The laws of this world have always been like this, and he is no longer surprised.

"And Asgard."

Ryan turned his head to look at the eastern part of the continent, where Mount Olympus stood tall. Perhaps it was due to some kind of attraction, and it was there where Asgard would eventually land.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to Odin."

Ryan pondered for a moment. While all indications were that the otherworldly god-king was supposed to be dead, he had even fought the Mother Tree of Flesh and pierced the trunk with his spear. It's just that the price is also very heavy, this invincible artifact is destroyed, and the remaining guns fall into the hands of Ryan.

But Lane felt that as a god-king who had survived for so long, he shouldn't end quietly like this.

"Do you think Odin is dead?"

Unleashed Mimir's Skull, and before the other party could rejoice in this new world full of life, Ryan asked.

"If I had to give an answer, I would feel dead."

To Ryan's surprise, however, Mimir gave such an answer.

"He may have left behind something of his will, but he won't survive, at least that's what I think."

"Why?"

Ryan was a little puzzled, he wanted to know where Odin might be hiding, but Mimir thought that the other party was dead, which he didn't expect.

"Because I know him, he is a god-king and a warrior."

Without hesitation, Mimir replied.

"He has used a lot of intrigue and intrigues, and he is not above board, but the reason why he can sit on the throne, convince the gods, and revere mortals, is because when the real disaster comes, he will never run away."

"At least that's what I know about Odin."

After a little silence, Ryan inexplicably felt that what the other party said was very reasonable. The Scandinavians seem to be like this, and even in the original Ragnarok, Odin never feared death.

They see it as an honor to die in battle, and they may desire life, but they do not refuse to die.

"Warrior, hehe, sure enough, compared to the four god kings of the two realms, it is still the one with the lowest lower limit who has lived the longest and achieved the highest."

"It can be seen that the lower the lower the lower the occupation, the longer and more stable it will be."

I don't know whether it was praise or mockery and smiled, Ryan didn't think much about it, he planned to go back to the spirit world to 'open the box'. But before that, he noticed that in the East China Sea, there were four figures flying towards the huge whirlpool.

The man at the head is none other than the sun god Helios.

"Let's go, go over and have a look."

The bound Prometheus, counting the time, is indeed about the same.

Regardless of what Mimir thought, with the help of the ubiquitous spirit world, Ryan shuttled directly towards the sea eye.

He still wants to witness this classic scene.

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"Whew-"

"Damn."

His legs were a little weak, and he stood above the maelstrom, looking at the all-engulfing spiral, and Helios had no sense of pleasure in achieving his goal.

On the contrary, his face was a little pale, and waves of illusory labor pains were transmitting through him, reaching to the depths of his soul.

Perhaps, in a sense, this is not necessarily illusory. Because the man who caused all this was using time and space as a means to show his power, and he himself was in charge of history.

This leads to the fact that when one of the parties is present at the scene, it inevitably creates a certain temporal connection. The damage that belongs to the past is blurred from the present.

"Hurry up, I don't want to stay here any longer."

The huge whirlpool with a diameter of thousands of miles is even the size of a small continent in the eyes of mortals. How deep the bottom of such a whirlpool is, no one knows. Even as gods, they now have a bit of a 'giant fear' feeling.

However, although he didn't want to go in at all, Helios didn't dare to give Zeus a chance to punish himself openly. He gestured to Krasto and Bia, who were escorting Prometheus.

The two children of the River of Oaths, conceived by Styx alone, immediately took their orders, and they began to descend towards the center of the devouring vortex.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a day, the light doesn't exist here, and even Helios' efforts to unleash the power of the sun only illuminate a small point around him.

It was about enough for a boulder to fall for nine days and eight nights, and finally, they finally came to what seemed to be the bottom.

The reason why they say suspicious is because they don't want to take even one step forward.

"That's it, what do you think?"

Looking at Prometheus, the sun god asked in a low voice.

The dark and silent environment around him made him subconsciously lower his voice, as if talking louder would lead to some terrible calamity.

"So be it here, I don't think you want to go any further. I think His Majesty the God King shouldn't care if I'm at the bottom of the sea eye. ”

Looking at where he would live for some time to come, Prometheus opened his arms.

"Come on."

To be honest, Prometheus was still a little scared before making a decision, but now he has calmed down.

Some physical suffering, not even the betrayal of his own students, saddened him.

"This is an order from the King of God, and we are only acting on orders."

Krasto and Bea looked at each other and confessed to Prometheus as they pulled out the heavy chains made by the Cyclops.

They bound the seer's hands and hung him here, obviously with no fulcrum to hang on, but the chains bound Prometheus in mid-air. Then Beah took out a spike and drove it into his chest.

The blood flowed down his body and eventually fell below the whirlpool. When this step was completed, the two took a step back and stood beside the sun god.

At this moment, an infinite pressure poured over Prometheus's thin body, causing his bones to creak.

On the sea, the restrictions of the present world are slightly more lenient than those on the earth, so the sun god has been using his divine power to resist the oppression at the eye of the sea before, but the long nail nailed into Prometheus's chest locks the divine power of the titan god, allowing him to use his body to resist the pressure.

The so-called 'calming the sea tide' naturally does not expect Prometheus, who does not even have medium divine power, to eliminate the sea eye, but when he is locked here, the attraction of this maelstrom to the outside world is reduced a little. Moreover, some of the beings who accidentally fall into the whirlpool may have a chance to get out if they can live to see the seer.

Yes, the chains and iron nails forged by the cyclops locked Prometheus's divine power, but gave him a chance to release it, but the object of release was not himself. He could have sent others away from this bottomless eye, but he himself could only stay here forever.

People do not suffer from few, but suffer from inequality, although Kaos does not have this sentence, but the principle is the same. Zeus was to torture Prometheus' mind in this way - either to endure the obvious difference between others and himself, or to watch other beings die coldly.

If he really chooses the latter, the god-king thinks that it will probably not be long before the human race will no longer be taken to heart by the seer. The bottom line is such a thing, which always slips step by step, and when the time comes, he can naturally see this paranoid Titan god bowing to him.

"Though I know your answer, Prometheus, I still say to you at the request of the God-King: You have already experienced this pain, not for a day, not for a year, but for eternity. But if you're willing to retrieve the fire from the human race, then you can get out of here now. ”

Holding back the discomfort in his heart, Helios spoke.

Although Zeus punished the fire stealers, he had come to understand the nature of his faith and understood that although his actions could reduce Prometheus's existence in the human race, they could not completely destroy his position in the human race.

So as long as Prometheus is willing to bow to him, Zeus doesn't mind letting him go.

"Whew-"

"No need."

Taking a breath, Prometheus once again rejected Zeus' 'good intentions'. He looked at Helios in front of him and smiled with difficulty.

"But you, Helios, do you remember what I once said?"

"Pure power does not bring loyalty, and the God-King has recognized this. So how long do you think, Zeus will tolerate you? ”

The sun god's pale face darkened, and as Krasto and Bia tried their best to curtail their presence. After a long time, Helios raised his head and said slowly to Prometheus:

"So do you have anything to warn me, wise man of foresight. I'm not going to listen to your demagoguery, but I'd like to see what I can say. ”

"Warning, not yet."

Hanging in mid-air, Prometheus said with a smile, not at all like a prisoner.

"You don't need to worry about it now, but if another god is born in the future who is qualified to drive a solar car, then you have to be careful."

"But if you're willing to come and talk to me once in a while about human beings and about the changes in the world, when that day does come, I might be able to come up with an idea for you."

"Hmph, do you think I'm going to disobey the God-King's orders?"

Glancing at Krasto and Bia on the side, Helios snorted coldly.

"Who knows what the future holds? Stay here forever and enjoy the pain with eternal life, which is a more terrible torment than eternal sleep. ”

With that, Helios flew straight upwards, he didn't want to stay in this place anymore. Krasto and Biya also followed, and they tacitly agreed not to say a word.

Soon, there was silence in the eyes of the sea. Without the presence of Helios, the surroundings also returned to darkness.

For a while, if you ignore the physical pain, Prometheus actually thinks that such an environment is not bad. It's a good thing if it's just an occasional experience.

But if this time is stretched to the millennium, then I am afraid, as Helios said, it is a more terrible punishment than eternal sleep.

"So, do you regret it, Prometheus?"

I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly, in the dark and silent eyes of the sea, a voice sounds.

"I can't talk about regrets."

There was a brief silence, and Prometheus spoke faintly.

"Who are you, the god of the Ocean Divine System, or that elder has come to visit my nephew?"

The secret of the faith, which is still sealed by the god-king, may be because of this act that attracted the attention of some Titan gods, so much so that they found their body.

Prometheus is happy to see this, and whether the other party wants to tell his identity or not, he will tell the truth. After all, if gods other than Olympus can also realize the importance of human beings, human beings can benefit from the cracks.

He had asked the sun god to come regularly for this purpose, and Helios, who often traveled back and forth to the sea, could undoubtedly attract the attention of the owner of this sea, but he didn't expect that it didn't take long for someone to come directly to him.

"Do you mean not regretting stealing fire, or do you mean not regretting deceiving the gods?"

The visitor did not mean to answer the question, but continued to ask.

I don't regret it. Even if I hadn't deceived the gods, the bronze humans wouldn't have had a chance to continue, and the god-king wouldn't let me go. ”

With a calm expression, letting the pain spread and stack up on his body, Prometheus felt that his thoughts were incomparably clear.

"Instead of making more terrible mistakes in the future because of my arrogance, the results for now are already good."

"Heh, you're a bit of a wise man now."

With a chuckle, a soft light lit up from all around, and Prometheus saw the god in front of him.

A young man with black hair, who looked familiar, but no matter how he thought about it, Prometheus couldn't remember where he had seen him.

His memory is like a layer apart, like the moon in a well, and like seeing flowers in the fog.

But if you don't remember, you can't remember, Prometheus looked at the god in front of him, and pleaded sincerely:

"Can you save some of the bronze humans?"

"Huh?"

Ryan was surprised again, he looked at Prometheus, and felt that the gods in front of him were simply two people from the one who had deceived the gods before.

"Looks like you already know that the Bronze Humans are not immune?"

"Yes, before Mother Earth wakes up, the God-King will definitely create the next batch of humans, and perhaps he is about to start now."

Shaking his head with difficulty, Prometheus pleaded again:

"If possible, you can save some of the bronze humans, although the power of the God King is extremely powerful, in today's human world, he is not omnipotent."

"If you can avoid his eyes and ears and let a few humans survive, then when a new mortal is born, you will surely gain enough."

"'Enough harvest'? Hehe, in fact, you want to say that as long as I experience the sweetness of faith, I will not let go of this power, you think so. ”

Looking at the Fire Thief, whose complexion finally changed somewhat, Ryan smiled and shook his head. The other party tried to lure him with benefits, but he was not angry.

Ryan didn't have the idea of settling with a prisoner, and strictly speaking, the other party just put a gold mine, whether he would be attracted or not, and what he would do, completely depends on everyone's different choices.

It's just that what Prometheus didn't expect was that the object he wanted to attract had no place to put the gold mountain at home.

The void grabbed and took out a paintbrush. Ryan suddenly became a little interested, and he planned to complete the second painting in the life of God today, [Prometheus of the Suffering].

"How about I paint you a picture?"

"In return, I can promise you that one day in the near future, when disaster strikes the earth, mortal life will come to an end. I will walk on the earth, among mortals, and if anyone bows down to me, I promise him to live. ”

Although the other party actually couldn't refuse, Ryan still asked politely.

If Prometheus didn't want to, then he would have left.

"I am grateful to you, Your Highness, that you are free to do whatever you want, and I could not have rejected your idea of painting."

Maybe it was too much, more blood oozing from the chest. But Prometheus didn't pay attention to his body, he just looked at Ryan apologetically.

"I do favor humans, but I don't intend to put you in danger, it's too dangerous to disobey the will of the God-King in such a blatant way, if the God-King notices-"

"Then notice it."

Interrupting Prometheus's words, using the void as a board and the years as a cloth, Ryan began to write.

This time, the theme is "Suffering", but Prometheus only accounts for an insignificant part of the picture, and more of it is mortals and gods.

The good and bad of mortals, the evil and not evil of the gods, are all displayed in the picture scroll, and all living beings are all here. It depicts not a tortured Creator, but a Bronze Age human being.

"If you make a promise, it will happen, it's a doomed thing."

The pen and ink were bright red, and it was the blood of the fire thief. Holding the pen and painting, Ryan looks leisurely.

"No matter who I am, when I promise him 'immortality', then no one in this world can take his life."

(End of chapter)