Leaving the maelstrom of the East China Sea, Ryan has one more painting in his hand.

The painting is a half-finished product, but he doesn't need to brush the rest anymore. The changes of time and times will add color to it by themselves.

This time he came to see Prometheus, whether it was a painting or a promise, Ryan didn't really have any special purpose, he was just intrigued by his past memories and wanted to do it, and then he did it.

As a god, he could have done whatever he wanted, and the cause of many myths in later generations was only the idea of a god or man, and then it caused a series of changes.

And just as Ryan promised, if someone really worships him on the day of the fall of the Bronze Human, that person will survive; If all human beings worship him, the calamity of the god-king will be reduced to a laughing stock.

Although this is not possible by human nature, Ryan did decide so.

He refrained from exerting power in this world, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't have to. As he once said, every shot in this world will evolve into a confrontation between the laws of this world and the spirit world, and it will be stronger than one time. But the first one or two collisions, Ryan didn't pay attention to it.

In his prediction, there were not a few opportunities for him to do it in the entire Tertiary Period.

"It's time to go back."

Ryan saw at a glance that in the spirit world, the major angels performed their duties, and the god of sleep seemed to be conscientiously contributing to the already perfected dream spirit world. He has gained a lot from this trip to the Nine Realms, and it is time for him to deal with these things.

However, there will be no urgent matters for a period of time in the future, so Ryan just followed the passage he left behind, starting from the first level of the spirit realm.

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The fire that was extinguished and ignited overnight, the Creator who suddenly disappeared, lost all kinds of miraculous gods, began to attack the beasts of man. In just a few days, all these changes caused an uproar among the Bronze Human tribe.

Especially in the main temple dedicated to the god king, although the charred black figure kneeling on the ground could no longer see his face clearly, after the retelling of the watchman that night, people still figured out his identity.

High Priest Orson was one of the Creator's favorite students, but the combination of his current tragedy and all these changes makes it easy to think that perhaps it was he who angered the gods to cause Olympus to send such a punishment.

For a time, the old order of human beings even showed signs of collapse, just because time was still relatively short, and people were still habitually working and living under inertia.

This is also thanks to the arrival of the Holy Fire, otherwise under the punishment of those beasts with extraordinary powers and the gods that are even closer, this primitive human city will only fall apart in an instant.

"High Priest, we. Can it be hidden? ”

In the place where the Creator once lived, the priests of Aurora gathered together, and they were also a little panicked in the face of the current changes.

Others don't know, but the priests can probably guess what happened. The reason for the wrath of the gods was not just because of one Orson, but because of the crimes committed by all of them.

But for some reason, the gods did not say it explicitly, they took the Creator, but turned a blind eye to the priests.

"Of course, you don't have to mess around!"

Unlike the panic of the other priests, Maumon appeared very confident. Even many people who are familiar with him feel that he is more ruddy and energetic than before.

"The Creator brought fire for us, and the gods gave up further punishment of mankind, and this matter naturally ended."

"I don't know if what you're saying is true, and if God has forgiven us, but if so, then do we still need to sacrifice to the gods?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the audience, which is actually a very difficult thing.

After all, the blessing of the gods has been withdrawn, and even if the punishment is removed because of the Creator, it does not mean that they will still be able to get a response if they continue to sacrifice.

And if there is no response, in the past, human beings were used to reaping the rewards after sacrificing to the gods, and now they are suddenly told that you will sacrifice to the gods, but there will be no benefit, then are they really willing?

But the sacrifice was stopped immediately, and it was difficult for the priests to make a decision. After all, whether this will lead to the wrath of the gods again is one thing, and on the other hand, if there is no longer a need for sacrifice, then the meaning of the priest's existence will be lost.

Even for their own sake, they didn't really want to end the sacrifice like that.

"I've thought about this, you don't have to rush."

The movements were unhurried and unhurried, and Mo Meng seemed to be confident.

"It's really easy to get people to make sacrifices unconditionally and cause dissatisfaction, so let's put it another way."

"We want to show others that not only has God taken back the gift, but that the punishment they have brought down remains."

At this moment, although everyone knew that Momont was talking nonsense, he now looked like he was expounding the truth.

"Wind and rain, wild beasts, frost, these are all part of the punishment, and only a devout sacrifice to God can save the calamity."

"But we all know that it's not—"

"Who says it's useless?"

Interrupted coldly, Momont looked at everyone present.

"If someone is injured or dies because of this, it's that he's not religious enough, and he has nothing to do with us, with God. And most importantly, the flame brought back by the Creator is still here. ”

"The new flame is different from the original, it is not a flame based on [Guardian], so it will only deter those beasts with powerful powers and keen perception, but this is enough."

"We are not just priests who communicate with the gods, but also guards who are ordered by the Creator to protect the flame before he leaves. Isn't it enough that no one but us knows that the flame is not extinguished or moved, and that humanity is at peace because of our existence? ”

The room fell silent, and the priests pondered silently, then nodded their heads. Looking at this scene, Mo Meng smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, he avoided the most crucial point, which was that as long as a real god came, their lies could be exposed at any time, just like they had done with the little tricks they had done with the sacrifices before. But not long ago, after drinking the bottle of blood that had been stored for many years, Mammon saw the mysterious figure again.

From him, Momont learned a lot, such as that the creator would not return, that the gods would not spare humans, and that the mysterious man promised him the conditions.

If it had been decades ago, he would have flatly refused; If Orson died, Prometheus would hesitate before leaving, but now, Momont, who had no way out, decisively agreed.

Regardless of whether what the mysterious man said was true or not, there was only one thing that Mo Meng was very convinced of, that is, the God King would not let humans go so easily.

If he had killed all the priests together to vent his anger, it would have ended there. But these accomplices are alive and well, how can the God King calm his anger?

The only possibility is that he is waiting for an opportunity once and for all.

He is the 'big man' of the human race, and Momon understands this idea very well. Without jeopardizing their core interests, making everything look 'right' is what they like to do the most.

So now, since the gods are unreliable, then Mo Meng has simply given up on them. According to the mysterious man's orders, he will try to ensure that the human tribes remain stable and peaceful until the day when the gods intend to destroy them. After all, if the human dies too much early, it will also affect the 'income' of the mysterious person.

His income is less, and the 'dividends' for these accomplices will naturally not be much.

"Since there are no objections, then I will continue."

His thoughts were spinning, but Momont didn't show it, and he began to arrange specific work.

"In a moment, I will send a few men to a few towns outside of Aurora to bring the flame there. This needs to be done as soon as possible, and I don't want to wait until you get there and find nothing left of ruins. ”

"Also, we need to build a wall, a real wall, made of stone. After all, the Holy Fire could dispel those terrifying beasts, but it would not affect ordinary beasts with less sensitive senses. ”

"We also need to build weapons and build teams that are dedicated to dealing with those threats, whether they are coming from outside or somewhere else."

“.”

Zero-Zero, about half a day had passed, and when the last thing was arranged, Momont stood up. Now he looks more decisive and aggressive than he used to.

"Ladies and gentlemen,"

Looking around at the left and right, especially a few priests whose aura was somewhat similar to his, then Momon said decisively:

"Willing or not, it's a foregone conclusion. The gods have abandoned us, the Creator will not return, and only humans themselves are left here. ”

"So from now on—"

"The fate of the bronze human race is in our hands."

With his eyes on him, Mo Meng felt that he had never been so good.

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From this day on, the interior of the bronze man has changed dramatically.

The flame was drawn to the towns, and the beasts that had been close to the human gathering area due to the dissipation of the divine aura retreated. The messenger with the flame in his hand preached the changes in Aurora, and then established a new system of rule, led by the original priests and craftsmen who were close to them and who had taught their skills.

Since then, in human society, which has lost its Creator, classes no longer exist only in the spirit, but also in the material.

Some people expressed their displeasure, but soon he died in the mouth of the beast while he was out and about. Without the weapons crafted by skilled craftsmen, humans were far from being able to defeat beasts with their bare hands, so soon everything was calm again.

But the calm is only superficial, after all, with the loss of God's gifts, perhaps the accumulation of the past is not obvious, but soon, because of the reduction of grain production, the death and injury of cattle and sheep in the process of grazing, the overall harvest of human beings will be greatly reduced, and the era when everyone was not worried about survival materials will completely become a thing of the past.

At that time, even food will become one of the problems that need to be solved.

Interestingly, however, as the phrase "the gods' punishment of mankind" spread rapidly, some of those who had begun to pay attention to the existence of humans because of the deception of the gods found that while some people's belief in the gods had diminished as a result, many had become more religious.

This made them realize that their previous understanding of faith was still too shallow. Humans are different from gods, and the threat to gods often comes from another god, and for humans, the world itself is dangerous to them. In this case, they can't help but have a different idea.

Maybe humanity doesn't need to live too well, and it's good to be like this all the time.

God's gifts to mortals should be random, not fixed. It is human beings who pray for their favor with hope, not an exchange with a clear price.

However, the gods' attention to human beings was only occasional, because the gods had already understood the god-king's thoughts, and they saw the will of Zeus in Pandora, whom he had created with the gods.

In any case, even for the sake of the majesty of the gods, the god-king would not allow the blasphemous bronze humans to multiply and become the masters of the earth.

Therefore, they did not notice that on the edge of Aurora, there was a 'demigod' as they understood it, and he began to teach primitive, physical skills to some of the people around him.

Or rather, they are learning together. Because some people themselves don't know much about the acquisition of this power, he is also troubled by how to get others to learn this ability.

After all, he was the pinnacle of the mortal world when he was born, and his physique alone was only one step away from transcendence, so much so that when he first mastered such powers, he didn't even think they were of any use.

So everything was going on in the midst of temptation, and in a moment and a half, there was no second human other than himself who could give birth to power in his body, but their physique had improved significantly.

At the same time, in addition to studying this power, he is also trying to understand the history of the last few hundred years and the deeds of the gods through various channels. He carved a stone tablet out of stone in his own house and meditated silently in front of it, but never went to the temple of any god to worship.

This has attracted some people's attention, but at this time of change, there are many human beings who complain about the disappearance of the gods, and even hate the gods, but they dare not speak out, so in the end no one pays more attention to it.

In this case, Ryan, who had finally returned to Sinaia's Sacred Mountain, stood at the core of the seven-layer spirit realm and took out the Odin Treasury that he had put away.

"It doesn't have the function of self-destructing, it only shocks time and space, causing the contents to fall, right?"

Although he had said it once before, and he could see the same result in person, Ryan confirmed it again.

There are a lot of gains from this trip, and he needs to arrange them one by one, but the first thing to do is to count them all, and Odin's treasure house belongs to one of the 'blind boxes' that don't know what it is.

So the dragon egg was set aside, and Ryan took out the wooden orb engraved with runes first. Its size is not large, but for a god-king creation, the size on the surface obviously has little reference value.

"Yes, in fact, I am also involved in the refining of this treasure house."

Following Ryan into the spirit realm, Mimir became more and more careful.

He was glad he hadn't come to a place like the Land of the Dead, but the spirit world didn't seem to be much better.

"For some truly valuable things, the self-destruct sigil text can't really destroy them, but it is better to use the power of time and space to send them to a pre-set place before the treasure house is opened."

"Of course, now that the Nine Realms have been shattered, those set coordinates have also become invalid, and if it is destroyed now, the contents inside will only randomly float in the void."

The real void refers to the nothingness outside the world, but Ryan knows that this is not what Mimir is talking about, and the void in his words is just a concept on a spatial level.

"So, are you going to open it now, just let me dig into it for a while and I'll find it"

"It doesn't have to be that much trouble."

Shaking his head slightly, whether Mimir really didn't know how to open the treasure house, or wanted to show his worth, Ryan didn't plan to spend this time.

This is the spirit world, even if Odin himself is here, it is impossible to break through the time and space barrier of the spirit world, and the treasure house he left behind, even if his strength rises a hundred times, there will be no second result.

Reaching out his hand, Ryan gently shook the wooden ball. In the next moment, the space-time around the ball bent up, and an invisible force acted on it.

On the texture of the wood, runes lit up one after another, and then extinguished again. The Rune is a rune that explains the rules of the Nine Realms, but not a rune that explains the rules of Kaos.

Although in some respects the rules of the two worlds are somewhat similar, they are more often different. Therefore, this treasure trove of the God King, which could have been called one of the top creations of Asgardian alchemy, was broken through the defense almost instantly, and then touched the vigilance mark inside.

Buzz –

With a humming sound, visible to the naked eye, the wooden structure of the ball disintegrated in an instant, and a familiar aura wafted out, which was the power of the World Tree.

This Divine Tree not only possessed extremely strong life force when it was alive, but as the support of the Nine Realms of Time and Space, it also had an extremely high space-time phase nature. At this moment, this power was attracted and spread violently in all directions.

Then nothing happened, until the entire vault's wooden structure crumbled and did no damage to the surrounding space.

"This"

Some were speechless, and Mimir was a little shocked. In Scandinavian mythology, it is not like Kaos, there is no god who really rules time and space, only some beings are more or less involved, such as Odin is regarded as the guardian of time and space, and the three goddesses of fate sometimes believe that they have the power of time.

Therefore, it still shocked him to see Ryan so lightly manipulate the space.

After a brief encounter with the Mother Tree of Flesh, Mimir thought that he had understood the power of this outside god, but now that his power did not stop at Life and Death.

"Alright, tell me what these things are. After being Odin's 'staff' for so many years, you should know a little bit. ”

As the treasure trove shattered, the space inside expanded and returned to its normal size. Looking at the thing in front of him, Ryan didn't rush to reach out, but asked Mimir on the side first.

In the end, it's something from another world, and it's better to let the 'locals' talk about it first.

"Of course."

The massive head was shocked and looked at several objects floating in the void. Soon, it was as if he had discovered something.

"Lord Lane, have you seen that book?"

In search of prestige, Ryan noticed the ordinary-looking book.

"Of course, what does it say?"

There was already speculation, after all, the value of books is to carry knowledge, and what knowledge can be cherished by Odin, but Ryan still waited for Mimir to confirm his idea.

"It was the original book, the first book made from the leaves and sap of the World Tree, Eugtrasil. There have been many legends about it in our world, but in reality, only I really know what it is. ”

Some reminiscences that as the guardian of the fountain of wisdom, Mimir sometimes wondered what he had gained from the spring, which did not clear the fog and see the true 'wisdom' or nothing.

"Lord Ryan, it is the greatest result of Odin's sacrifice on the Fountain of Wisdom, and it is also the source of more than seventy percent of the magic and alchemy of the Nine Kingdoms, the original [Rune Rune]."

"Odin took it out of his memory, and used the only world leaf in the world that can carry its existence forever as its carrier, and the final product created is the [original text] in front of you."

(End of chapter)