Chapter 216 Except My Lord

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed, and many gods secretly looked in the direction of Poseidon.

The gods still remember how the Poseidon confidently made the bet before, and the gods also followed suit. But looking at it now, he seems to be the one who lost the most.

Of course, most of the other gods did not win, after all, this result was really unexpected. But when no one guesses the result, of course whose result is closer to the truth will be considered the winner.

However, in front of the gods, Poseidon had no feeling of failure at all.

"Oh, yes, I lost, so what are you going to do, seize an island on the sea from me, or some other place?"

With a sneer, Poseidon took a sip from the wine glass and faced the expressions of other gods that were either stunned, surprised, or as expected, and the depression in his heart also eased a little.

The reason why Nereus suggested that he make a bet with Zeus before coming was because he had this idea. It's good to win, but it doesn't matter if you lose. If you can't get the place closest to Olympus, then the offshore place is the most suitable for you.

There are no other Poseidons in the Divine Court. In the absence of competitors, Poseidon actually has nothing to lose.

From the main position, Zeus is not very disappointed with this result. For him, it would be justifiable to dispel Poseidon's thoughts about land. As long as the possibility of Poseidon landing on land is eliminated from the beginning, then the other party will probably be able to do so later. Can't succeed.

After all, he still needed Poseidon to cause trouble for his adoptive parents, so seeing this, the God King just raised his hand and stopped the gods from talking.

"Okay, Poseidon, now that you have resigned, stay in your sea."

The Poseidon responded with a cold snort, but Zeus just moved his mind, and a map of the southeast of Olympus and the ocean appeared in front of him.

On the map, the coastline is not an arc, but a protruding part. The entire eastern land of the continent is also divided by rivers and straits. There are even many huge islands offshore.

If Ryan were to evaluate it, it would be somewhat similar to the Greek Peninsula, but also very different. At least to the east of it, there is no wider land, which is why the Caucasus Mountains in the myth have disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the attention of the gods was attracted, Zeus said calmly:

"Now that everything is over, in the name of God King, I am here -"

"boom--"

A muffled sound directly interrupted Zeus's words. The door of the hall was violently pushed open. The gods heard the sound and looked around. Along with a flash of fire, Hestia's figure appeared in the hall.

It's just different from when she left. The Zaohuo Goddess's face was very solemn, and her breath was a little unstable.

"My respected sister, who dares to do something to you!"

At the first moment, Zeus stood up from his seat. He could clearly see that Hestia had just fought with someone and probably did not have the upper hand.

In the entire world of Chaos, there are not many beings who can defeat a powerful god who is good at fighting. Apart from their own people in Olympus, most of them are the former rulers of the world, the ancient Titan gods.

Could it be that the Oceanus couple had just left, and there was another Titan god in the starry sky who chose to go against Olympus?

"It's not what you think, Zeus. I met a completely strange existence. He suddenly appeared on the ruins of human cities and then stole the souls of all humans."

Shaking her head slightly and seeing what Zeus was thinking, Hestia said seriously:

"His strength is unfathomable, and my intuition tells me that he is stronger than everyone here. That strange god calls himself the Lord of Hell, and he doesn't seem to have a good impression of Olympus. I'm afraid you need to do something early Planned."

"hell?"

After repeating this unfamiliar name and taking a deep breath, Zeus felt that the world was becoming more and more unstable. Obviously in his father's era, everything was so normal, and the world was just a fight among the Titan brothers. But now, ancient and unknown existences have jumped out one after another.

"Did he only take the soul?"

In the main hall, a god asked.

"Whether it is or not, we cannot allow human souls to be stolen by others - this will leave mortals with no sense of security at all."

Beside Zeus, Hera reminded.

"Yes, although he only took away the soul, it doesn't look like he is satisfied."

Hestia nodded in approval.

"If you don't want your future followers to live in fear of other gods all day long, I think you should do something."

Hestia's words went straight to the essence. Maybe the gods didn't care much about the ownership of mortal souls, but the mortals themselves certainly did. As the saying goes, "Don't worry about scarcity but worry about inequality, don't worry about poverty but worry about insecurity." Once human beings know that their souls will fall into the hands of an unknown existence after death, it is easy to know what they will think.

In the final analysis, faith cannot be forced. No matter how much you say you believe in the gods, it will not change your subconscious fear and awe of the unknown.

".I understand, Hestia, I will handle this matter. But new humans have not been born yet, so we will talk about it later."

After a moment of silence and then calming down, Zeus seemed to have made up his mind. Seeing this, the gods were relieved and focused on the matter at hand.

Only the God King himself knows that he has no success at all. Zeus still believed in his sister's judgment. Since Hestia said that the other party was stronger than every god present, then he was probably no exception.

Zeus didn't know if Hestia had calculated his favorite weapon, but deep down in his heart, he secretly made a decision.

Before, before the gods created Pandora, he had a vague feeling. Later, as time passed, this feeling became stronger and stronger, but he gave up looking for the source.

Because along with this intuition, there was also a warning given to him by the authority of the God King.

In the past, Zeus had been immersed in the joy of discovering the mystery of faith. He thought that time was on his side, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

There are too many unknowns in this world, and the gods of Olympus were born too late. The so-called 'hell' is not the first place beyond his knowledge, but it will never be the last.

So now, the God King has to take some risks. If the known path fails, the best way is to proactively introduce new variables instead of sitting back and watching one accident happen after another.

'But I will succeed just like I did when I defeated my father. ’

Looking at the gods in front of him, Zeus couldn't help but think back to that afternoon.

That was the first and only time he defeated his father. He brought the wine containing the potion to Cronus. Although the gap in strength between them was as great as heaven and earth at the time, he still succeeded because fate was on his side.

And now, the same is true. After all, regardless of whether the next God King is destined or not, it will never be today.

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No one can predict all the changes in the world, especially this world that has changed a lot. Therefore, when the God King had such an idea, no one else noticed the subtle changes in fate.

Originally, everything had been advanced, including the birth of human beings and the discovery of faith, so that the gods that were supposed to be born had not yet been born, and the divine court that was supposed to be powerful seemed to have no sense of existence. But now, Zeus finally realized that he must not Don't follow the changes.

But this is all in the future, and the world at this moment is pure.

The sea water gradually receded, taking away the soil and rocks on the earth. The vegetation has long been washed away, and even many of the original hills have disappeared. If this flood was not essentially summoned by divine power, I am afraid that these sea-soaked lands will no longer be suitable for the growth of plants.

However, when the gods realized this situation, Demeter, under the instruction of Zeus, accelerated the growth of plants on the earth, so that just after the water receded, some buds were already growing out of the earth.

At the same time, on the original Aurora Plain, a certain power dissipated. After a while, Cohen opened his eyes among the collapsed rocks.

"This is. Hiss——"

As soon as he moved his fingers, a sharp pain came from all over his body, making him take a breath. Triton's estimate was actually correct. Faced with Poseidon's angry blow at any cost, Cohen would be seriously injured even if he did not die. Although he had avoided death, his injuries were still serious.

Even if he got to this point on his own, Cohen's power is actually much stronger than many natural demigods with divinity, but what really makes the gap between gods and non-gods like a chasm is divine power and authority. This is precisely That's what Cohen doesn't have.

"Where are you, is it over?"

After a while, Cohen struggled to stand up. He looked around and saw an empty space.

At this moment, Aurora is no longer a plain. Perhaps because it was hit by the flood last, it turned into a plateau after the flood, which is rare in the eastern continent. There are still traces of sea water on the broken buildings, but there are no traces of people.

"Are they all dead? I'm alone again."

For a long time, Cohen sat on a collapsed stone pillar. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but think of his past.

Once, he personally bid farewell to the golden humans, and now, he witnessed the destruction of the bronze humans. The difference is that this time mankind dies because of God, but what remains unchanged is that he is as powerless as ever.

"God."

tread--

"Um?"

His expression moved slightly, and suddenly, Cohen seemed to hear footsteps. He looked in that direction with some surprise.

He was eager to find traces of his kind, and as expected, at the end of his sight, there was a human who had survived like him walking towards him.

It's just different from his wretched appearance with torn clothes. Although the person who came looked old and disfigured, he didn't look like he had gone through a disaster at all.

After standing up with difficulty, Cohen greeted him from a distance.

"This way——"

It seemed that he heard Cohen's greeting and the old man noticed his presence. As if noticing his physical inconvenience, the other party signaled to Cohen that he didn't need to come over, but just wait for him to arrive.

"Hello, Your Highness, I am Huma. I was once responsible for guarding knowledge, but now it seems that there is no knowledge to guard."

Walking closer, Cohen finally saw the other party's appearance clearly. He was holding a huge stone slab in his hands, but his body already contained the energy of death. However, the old man seemed to be in good spirits and introduced himself to him with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Cohen. It's nice to see other people alive after the disaster. How did you escape the disaster? Is there anyone else who survived?"

After a brief acquaintance, Cohen couldn't wait to ask the old man.

"There are indeed people who survived. After waking up, they all gathered where the holy fire is."

Explaining quietly, the old man pointed in the direction of the altar, and then continued:

"As for the ways to escape this disaster, they are all recorded on this tablet."

"slate?"

After hearing the old man's words, Cohen finally noticed the unusual stone slab in the other man's hand.

There seemed to be something carved and written on it, but he couldn't see it clearly due to the angle.

"Yeah, luckily I was able to record the whole thing on it."

Huma nodded, and then suddenly raised the slate in his hand.

"Your Highness Cohen, can I trouble you with something?"

"Of course, but I am not a 'His Royal Highness'."

He agreed immediately and was happy to help others with whatever he could, but as he said, although he was once a king, the king at that time was more similar to responsibilities and obligations, not a high status.

However, Huma just smiled at Cohen's denial.

"That's the best thing. Please help me send it to where it should go, to the temple where the god King Zeus was once worshipped."

"I should have waited for death inside, but in the end I couldn't help but walked out. Maybe the outside is more suitable for me than being buried there."

The old man actually knew that if he died there, his body might not decay for thousands of years, and his soul could live there for a long time, but simply living there would be meaningless.

In comparison, he wanted to face death calmly like his predecessors, and even actively asked to start a new life.

Opposite the old man, Cohen was silent for a while. After contacting him for a while, he also saw that Huma's death was imminent, but he couldn't bear to say it directly, but the other party actually knew about it a long time ago and was not even afraid of it.

"You remind me of a friend named Hewa."

After hesitating for a moment, Cohen finally said.

"Really?" Huma's eyes brightened, and he said with a smile: "If it's true, it's really an honor for me."

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Taking the slate, Cohen said goodbye to the old man. He originally wanted to give him a ride, but Huma rejected him.

The old man said that he still had one day to live and would not die so soon. Although Cohen did not understand the reason for the old man's confidence, he still respected his choice.

Walking on the broken stones, Cohen walked towards higher ground. Although the layout of the city can no longer be seen, there are two places that have not been affected at all. One is the temple of the God King, and the other is the endless holy fire.

Therefore, the core of the original city also appears more prominent. After the flood, in the southeastern part of the mainland, which seems to be somewhat higher in the west and lower in the east, this place can already be called a hill.

However, this small change in the terrain was not noticed. As the burning feeling that seemed to come from the soul became more and more obvious, Cohen was pleased to find many footprints.

It seemed that as the old man said, there were still many bronze humans surviving, which made Cohen speed up his pace. He wanted to go there to see if his new friend Evans was there.

".between."

".His"

"Um?"

Some sounds came from far away and it was vaguely where the altar was. Because of the injuries on his body, Cohen's senses were not as sensitive as before. He could only vaguely hear someone in front of him speaking loudly, but he couldn't hear clearly.

There were quite a few people there, gathering together. I have some speculation in my heart, what will the survivors say in this stall that has just experienced a disaster?

Maybe it’s some dissatisfaction with God, or confusion about the way forward. But now Cohen has gradually understood that maybe the gods are not broad-minded, and no one knows whether they will respond to this.

Due to his injuries, even though he tried his best to speed up, it still took Cohen a while to get close. When he got close to the altar where the holy fire was enshrined, he finally heard what was being said.

To his surprise, the person who spoke was neither inspiring human confidence nor denouncing the cruelty of the gods, but was instead 'preaching'.

He is spreading the faith of another god.

"Everyone, I think after going through the previous deeds, you should have no doubts about what I said."

Standing on the temporary high platform, facing everyone's gaze, Nuo felt extremely calm.

"The gods on Mount Olympus are not trustworthy. They regard mortals as ants possessed, and they like to bring disasters that will destroy the world. Only He is different."

The moment before the disaster struck, Nuo swore to his heart: If that god really protected the humans who prayed to him as he said, then he would spend the rest of his life spreading His reputation. Now that the floods have receded, it is time for me to fulfill my promise.

"He didn't care whether his name was spread, so he didn't leave his name behind; he didn't care whether humans appreciated his kindness, so he didn't ask for any reward. But everyone, humans should be grateful and be able to discern the truth. and falsehood, knowing right and wrong. If God doesn’t care, can we not care?”

"Of course not!"

With a solemn expression, as a kind-hearted person, Nuo is not only fulfilling his promise, but he also really feels that he is helping others. Belief in such a great god, who even controls the world after death, is a good thing for anyone no matter how you think about it.

So when Cohen walked in here, I happened to hear him say loudly:

"I will build a 'church' that believes in Him here today and spread His holy name in the world. In this way, when I die, I can face Him calmly, because I know that that is who I am. The kingdom of the Lord, and there I will tell him of my deeds during my lifetime.”