Spring is fading, the scorching sun is hanging high, and in the blink of an eye, it is another three months.

However, this year's human tribe is very different from previous years. The epidemic is spreading, the climate is becoming more unpredictable, and the nights are often unusually cold even though it is summer.

People can only huddle around the fire and draw some warmth from the flames. In this case, more people fall ill in bed.

At the same time, some rumors began to spread among the crowd. On some nights, accompanied by cold air currents, some people claim to have seen the faces of their deceased friends on deserted streets.

They used to die either at the jaws of wild beasts or in the agony of sickness, but now, as they had been alive, they roamed the towns at night.

However, unlike when they were alive, these people who should have died were illusory, dazed, and often disappeared in a trance before they could get close to someone they knew each other.

At first, people thought it was a hallucination, but later, many people saw the same vision. People are beginning to recall what the Creator once said: He created mortal bodies, but the souls came from a place called the 'Spirit Realm', and when they died, the souls would return there.

At the moment, these illusory figures undoubtedly fit the description of 'soul'. Even the afterlife world has undergone such a change, which can't help but bring more shadows to the human tribes that are already suffering from epidemics.

But all suffering is mortal, and God does not empathize with it. Even on the majestic Olympus, the Queen of Heaven recently held a banquet for the most beautiful goddess Aphrodite.

Of course, regarding the 'most beautiful', the diva herself has never admitted it.

The daughter of the god-king and Eurynoma, the three goddesses of beauty are valued by the gods of beauty because of their priesthood. Aphrodite asked the god-king to make them her gods.

Talia and Oplosine readily agreed, and a weak god like them did not resist becoming a powerful god, not to mention that Aphrodite's style of acting was also very much in line with their hearts, and only the youngest sister Aglaia refused.

She wanted to stay by the side of the diva and take care of some of Hera's daily chores. Although there was some surprise, considering the imminent birth of the child, the queen of heaven also agreed to Aglaia's request.

Therefore, the gods are celebrating it. They gave gifts in the hope of making the goddess smile. Even Poseidon, the emperor of the sea, who also came in a hurry, ignored Amphitrite's face as the queen of the sea, and showed his courtesy in front of the god of beauty, while ostentatiously stating his plans.

He ordered himself and the eldest son of the Queen of the Sea, the demigod Terry, to take charge of his artifact. He will use the trident to stir up waves and bring death to mankind on the orders of Poseidon.

The struggle of mortal things, the prayer or hatred of God before death, this is the gift he brings to the God of Beauty. Aphrodite wasn't very interested in it, but more gods were interested in it. Therefore, she did not hesitate to give Neptune a charming smile.

Looking at this smile, Poseidon's heart shook, and the god king also lost his mind for a moment, and many male gods were even jealous of Poseidon because of this, and even almost ignored the gap in strength and status between the two sides, only the queen was secretly angry.

Although it was a banquet she gave to Aphrodite, it was only out of the duty of the diva. From the perspective of a goddess, she is not used to the style of the god of beauty at all.

She should be restrained. ’

With her expression unchanged, Hera glanced at the god-king who pretended to be nothing.

'Marriage is the best way, I am thinking about the gods, and letting her continue like this will only cause discord between the gods of Olympus. ’

Thinking so, but looking around, it seems that none of the gods present are qualified to marry the powerful goddess of the blood of the god Ouranos.

So Hera had no choice but to hold back her emotions for the time being, and showed a decent smile.

After the gifts were delivered, the banquet continued. But after a while, a god stood up in the middle of the way, and the surrounding gods looked at him, and then stopped paying attention.

It was the sun god who drove the golden chariot, and the dawn of the mortal world was approaching, and the other gods did not care about the passage of time, but he had to leave the banquet for a while to complete his mission.

"Helios."

At this moment, noticing this scene, the god king above suddenly called out to stop him.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what to order."

After a pause, Helios bowed slightly and asked softly.

"A little thing, my friend."

"It's almost time, the 'feast' prepared by Poseidon is about to take place, and we should think about it for the future."

With a smile on his face, Zeus, under the gaze of the gods, took out a golden order.

"When your frame passes by Aurora, give this to them. It will tell mortals why they have lost the gift of God and why they have come to disaster, not because of themselves, but because of the transgression of Prometheus and the arrogance of the Awakened. ”

"I see."

Taking the golden order, Helios turned and left.

Putting the blame for humanity on the two gods seems to be clearing their name, but the gods don't care much.

Whether the priests were guilty or not, they were already dead anyway, and there was no need to let the guilt fall on the dead. In contrast, the two gods who created man are still alive.

The next age of mankind will understand history in this way - because of the two gods who created man, mankind was born, and then desperately went to extinction. This is the real history.

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Room.

An aura of panic and grief permeated the crowd, and since two months ago, mortals with illnesses have begun to die.

This is very different from the scourge of natural disasters and wild beasts, which frightens humans even more, after all, what they cannot see is more overwhelming than what they can see.

Fear stems from the unknown, and in order to appease people, the priests had to perform three grand rituals in a row to give a 'reasonable' explanation for the disaster.

They didn't expect a response, and since the Creator was gone, the connection between man and God seemed to be severed. As always, they just intended to appease the people in the name of God, and then pray for an end to this terrible epidemic.

Today is the third worship to the gods. In the center of Aurora, the High Priest Maumon stood outside the tall temple, silently watching. At this time, the ceremony had already begun, but he did not go to preside over it himself, but found a junior who had never drunk the blood of the devil and was somewhat in awe of the gods.

His reasons are also very good, after all, he is old, and there will always be a day when he needs to be replaced by juniors, so people easily accept his explanation.

As the sun rises, the ritual comes to an end, and the guards who maintain order are relaxed. They all thought that, as on the past two occasions, soon, the priest who sacrificed to the gods would come out of the temple and say something to soothe people.

However, the result was much more than everyone expected.

'Brush-'

The purified animal fat was poured into the stone platform, and a vigorous flame burned in front of the temple. However, at this moment, a golden light fell from the sky and fell straight into the temple.

The top of the temple was pierced, but no one cared at the moment. Suddenly, there was silence, and then there was a rapid uproar.

"What's that?"

"Has God Come?"

"That golden light came from above the sun, the priests did not lie, God really answered us!"

"Is the disaster coming to an end?"

“.”

In the past, many people questioned the priests' ability to communicate with God after the Creator left, but now all doubts have disappeared.

The gods responded, and perhaps the end of the catastrophe was at hand.

"High Priest, this—"

"Don't rush."

Different from the crowd of onlookers, seeing this scene, the people gathered around Momeng became a little flustered.

They thought it was another punishment for their actions, but Maumon was not among them. He spoke to stop the call of the person next to him, and he actually expected this scene.

Mortals are not in the eyes of the gods, as evidenced by the results of the first two sacrifices, and they do not want to pay attention to humans at all. The mysterious man told him that the gods would distort history before destroying them, and that the most 'true' history was recorded by humans themselves. He was probably referring to the current scene, perhaps this so-called oracle did not bring salvation, but destruction.

"Listen to the oracle first, and see what the gods will give you at such times."

Looking at the high priest with a calm expression, the people around him were also infected by it and quieted down. This scene fell in the eyes of ordinary people, that is, the high priest had long known that the gods would respond, but the ordinary priests did not know.

This only deepened their trust, after all, it was only natural that the high priest was a little more powerful. Soon, solemnity and silence returned to the field, and people waited quietly for the results.

Minutes and seconds passed until the sun receded, and the doors of the temple finally opened again.

The presiding priest, who had been ordained to preside over the priesthood, walked out of the temple holding on to the door. For some reason, his steps looked a little faltering.

"What did the oracle say?"

Looking at the presiding priest who walked out from behind the door, Mo Meng spoke first.

"High Priest, I"

Taking a deep breath, the celebrant is not as happy as one might think. His hand trembled a little, and in the palm of his hand, he clutched a token that looked like it was poured in gold and engraved with intricate patterns.

There was no wave in his heart, but his face sank. Momon stepped forward and took the token from the speechless presiding priest.

The other party did not stop him, and even the moment the token left his hand, he seemed to have lost his support and fell directly backwards to the ground.

Momon didn't react to this scene, because when the token was in his hands, the content of the oracle was transmitted to his heart. Silently digesting this information, Mo Meng soon knew why the other party had not walked out of the temple for a long time, and now he was acting like this.

It's really hard to accept for people who don't know what's going on. But to those in the know, Momont saw only the ruthlessness of the gods. But that's normal, and he's not a good guy himself.

At some point, the sun began to be obscured by clouds in the otherwise clear sky. With the golden order in hand, Mo Meng slowly turned around, and the eyes of the crowd were focused on him.

The joy of receiving the oracle was gone, and now, looking at the priest who had fallen to the ground, they all knew that the result might not be a good thing.

Perhaps God is unwilling to save them, and this golden command is a rejection.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the gods have sent down an oracle, and I will read it on my behalf."

Facing the eyes of the crowd, Mo Meng's expression was heavy, but he was calm.

At this moment, he was like a devout believer, gladly accepting all the punishments that the gods had sent down. So he put the golden order on his chest and read the oracle aloud.

"In the past, the creator Prometheus committed a great sin in the court of the gods, and he confessed to it. The God-King judged him as punishment and took back the blessings he had given to mankind. ”

Now, the God-King has given the first woman, Pandora, to another person who participated in the creation of man, Epimetheus, and has given him an additional gift from Hades, the king of Hades. Hades told him that this gift contains earthly suffering and calamity, and that you must not open it. Eventually, however, they were released. ”

"So." Someone asked uneasily, "High Priest, all the plagues we have encountered recently have originated from Pandora, from that 'woman'?" ”

"Yes."

His expression became heavier and heavier, and Mo Meng nodded slightly.

"Did the gods send down oracles to help us solve these calamities?" Someone else asked.

"Nope. The God-King does what he says, and when the gifts of Hades are opened in the world, it means that he allows them to exist, which is irreparable. ”

"As for the final content of the oracle"

Holding the gold token up, Maumon spoke:

"The God-King rules the sky and the earth, the Sea Emperor rules the seas and storms, and the Hades rules the veins and the underworld."

"Because of the human race, the Hades were able to spread his majesty on the earth, which made the Sea Emperor deeply dissatisfied, so he will clear this mistake today."

"Clear errors, you mean"

"That's right."

Looking at the human in front of him, Momon calmly spoke:

"We, that's the mistake."

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The vast and boundless sea, as calm as ever, is close to the Sea Emperor's Palace, surrounded by a little divine power.

Since Poseidon claimed this place from the ancient sea gods, there has never been a natural disaster here, after all, he is the master of the storm and the tsunami. Even if the latter has been forged into an artifact by the Cyclops, it does not affect its owner's use.

But on this day, under this peaceful sea, a large number of dark shadows gathered at some point. And on the sea, the waves also hold up a figure.

The man was fish-tailed, very young, and looked like Poseidon, who was the eldest son of the Sea Emperor and Amphitrite, the demigod Triton.

At this moment, he was holding a blue trident in his hand. Invisible power flowed on the halberd's body, and the depth and wrath of the ocean seemed to be manifested in this artifact.

"It's really a powerful power artifact, is this what a true god feels like?"

"I was really weak in the past, and in front of the real gods, I was just an existence that could be easily killed."

Eccentric, this was the first time Triton had experienced this kind of power that shook the sea.

In the Third Age, more and more mortal things were born, and the gods began to often give birth to offspring that were not eternal, and he was one of them.

As the eldest son of the Sea Emperor, Terry Tongkong has noble blood, but he has no matching strength. Even though most of the gods treated him with courtesy in his father's face, he still felt that they were all laughing at him, laughing at his weakness and laughing at him that he could be killed like a mortal thing.

This made him thirst for power, but also disgusted with mortal things.

"It's a shame that I can only have this artifact for a while."

With some regret, indulging in this 'boundless' sense of power, Triton couldn't help but gently wave the trident in his hand.

The next moment, wherever he could see, the hundred-meter-high waves rose out of thin air, and everything was so relaxed. With the artifact in his hand, Triton even felt that his senses were infinitely extended, and this vast sea seemed to have become a part of his body, and as long as his mind moved, it could be turbulent.

This is what it feels like for the true God to mobilize authority, they don't need to know how to do it, they just 'think' and the authority will respond to them. This is also the reason why the power of the gods does not exist on the sea, otherwise as an artifact cast from the Poseidon [Tsunami] priesthood, it is enough to shake the sea for thousands of miles.

This is also the preciousness of artifacts, they are in the hands of the strong, they can make them stronger, but in the hands of the weak, they also have the power of the foundation. Although the Sea Emperor Trident is still a long way from the [High Artifact] because the sea area controlled by Poseidon is too scarce, it is enough for Triton to have the divine power of the true god level.

"Hahaha, come-"

With a loud laugh, Triton raised his trident aloft. The currents of the sea immediately obeyed his call and rolled up wave after wave.

And in the waves, those dark shadows that were originally lurking under the surface of the sea also surfaced. Some of them are the sons of the primordial sea god Pontus, the descendants of the father of the sea monster; There are also lives that have been contaminated with the blood of the sea gods in several divine wars, and they have stronger power because of the divine blood, and they also instinctively obey the descendants of the gods with strong bloodlines.

Intellectual, brave, and hideous, these monsters in the eyes of mortals were inspired by the Sea Emperor, and now they are subservient to his weapons.

Rubbing the trident, Triton enjoyed the feeling of scolding Fang Xuan, the only regret was that the sea monster did not have too high intelligence.

But this was enough, holding the artifact, Terry pointed forward with it, and said in a high-spirited manner:

"With the waves, kill all the living things you see—"

"-No, wait."

Suddenly remembering his father's advice, Terry pouted, but still held back his words.

There are still two who can't be killed, and the god king has other arrangements for them. Triton didn't have a problem with this, after all, they were all gods, different from those lowly mortals.

"Then I'll say it again—kill all living creatures you see, except for the two gods named Pyra and Deucalion."

Grinning, Terry imitated his father's tone and said "murderously":

"Not one, don't leave any of them."

The words fell, and under the power of the artifact, the monstrous waves surged towards the ground; With a roar, the sea monsters followed suit.

On the earth, without the blessing of divine power, the pure sea water may not be able to drown all mortals, but with these monsters, it is different.

Triton is confident that he will be able to complete the task well. Even at this moment, he was already thinking about how to grind for a while.

"I can't do it too quickly to destroy humanity."

Behind the many sea monsters, sitting on a 'throne' formed by the sea, Terry thought to himself.

"If I kill them all at once, when the mission is over, the artifact will not belong to me."

"It's hard to get this opportunity, I want to enjoy it more."

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At the same time, in the spirit world, Ryan is explaining the world to Shiro.

As he was talking about the third level of the spirit realm, Ryan told the young dragon that as a dragon who ruled the spiritual realm, it would be a good place for her to move in the future.

On the one hand, the dream spirit world is a part of the spirit world, and on the other hand, it is intertwined with the hearts and dreams of all beings in the world, where Shiro can see all kinds of the world and understand the love and hatred between living beings.

If she is interested, she can also walk through the dreams of living beings, go to reality and experience the feeling of ordinary life.

"Why don't you continue?"

Suddenly, the young dragon who was listening with relish raised his head and looked at Ryan not far away.

There, at some point, Ryan stopped speaking and got up from his seat.

"Well, I'm going to take care of something."

Smiling in response, Ryan turned to admonish:

"You're going to stay here alone for a while. Remember, though, if anyone other than me comes here, leave it alone, he won't find you. ”

"I see."

A crisp and immature voice sounded in Ryan's heart, and the young dragon immediately lay on a dragon egg and closed his eyes in boredom. Ryan smiled at this, and then casually took the black robe from the chair.

What he promised will be done, humanity is about to be destroyed, and now, it is time for him to go to the world.

I just don't know, this time, what direction will the ending of the bronze human go in?

(End of chapter)