Chapter 42 The Ancient Gods and the Real Old Gods
chaos.
It is so huge that it can be compared to the earth in the mist.
There is a temple here, and Eros, one of the five original gods, stands in the temple and looks towards the earth. As he glances around, he shakes his head and nods from time to time.
In his hand he held a black cloak, which bore the marriage of the goddess Aphrodite.
After this cloak was abandoned by the God of Fire Hephaestus, he took it away before the God of Beauty Aphrodite.
His actions were concealed from others, but not from the other great gods.
They couldn't help but murmur: "When did Eros develop such a hobby?"
But only Eros himself knows that he is special.
Although he is one of the original five gods, he does not have his own exclusive authority.
He symbolizes the power that created all things at the beginning of the world, and is the aggregation of all love and lust.
For countless years, he has used the power he was born with to compete with other companions who hold various magnificent powers.
He hid it very well. Gaia and the others had been exploring what authority he held, and they had never thought that he did not hold any authority at all.
Eros also tried it, but unfortunately found that he could not hold the power at all.
He was not disappointed by this, but became excited.
He saw his own imperfections...
Other companions are born perfect. They have lost room for improvement, but they have unlimited possibilities.
Eros believes that his imperfect self is a treasure house, and authority is the key to open this treasure house. As long as he finds the key, the wealth in the treasure house will be available to him.
After understanding this, he spent the next few years looking for ways to obtain the key.
After countless trials and errors, Eros basically gave up on the path of obtaining authority through his own body, and began to experiment with whether incarnation outside the body was feasible.
So he chose Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, and took the cloak that carried her marriage. Now, he still has to choose a husband for her.
In Eros's imagination, his incarnation will be closely connected with his body, conceived and born with the help of Aphrodite's belly. Even that can no longer be called an incarnation, but another self with two sides of one body.
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For your own sake, you definitely need to put more thought into it.
Aphrodite's strength was adequate, but what troubled him was the choice of husband.
Poseidon and Zeus were chosen by him and rejected immediately. Poseidon seemed a little weaker, and Zeus had too many thoughts. As for Hades and Hephaestus, one has been promoted to his companion, and the other is a warrior.
The strength is too strong and is completely beyond the scope of consideration.
He frowned: "We can only find some old guys."
"Uria is good."
A shadow emerged from Eros' body and merged into the cloak in his hand. Then he raised his hand to cut through the space and placed the cloak with soft fabric in front of an unknown hill on the earth.
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The hill is so bare that it is hard to imagine that an ancient god lived here.
Sensing something strange, the mountain god Uriah came out of the hill.
He is the son of the earth god Gaia, the brother of the sky god Uranus and the sea god Pontos, and is the original mountain god.
Over the long years, in order to make the gods forget him, he divided his authority and gave birth to some gods who were in charge of specific mountains.
Unexpectedly, there are still people who remember him.
He picked up the cloak on the ground and looked at it for a moment, then waited there for a while.
No one came, so he walked into the hill calmly.
There is heaven and earth in the belly of the mountain.
Under the dim lights on the wall, you can see hot springs, paintings, reliefs, and exquisite furniture. They are shining and exuding a rich beauty that has passed through the years.
Entering the home, Uriah still behaved calmly, and his divine power connected with the hill unhurriedly, blocking outsiders' view of the place.
Then he tore a hole in the air, through which he could see the deep and dark bottom of the sea on the other side.
Across a long distance, he set off an undercurrent at the bottom of the sea, and then placed the cloak that carried the marriage of the goddess Aphrodite into it.
Closing the mouth, he calmly poured himself a glass of water.
Under the sea, the cloak was carried by the undercurrent and floated towards the temple of Pontos, the original sea god...
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"interesting."
Across the chaos, inside the curtain-shaped night, the goddess of the night, Nyx, applauded the two of them to show her appreciation.
Not only the mountain god Uriah, but also Eros, who was hiding in the mist, could not escape her eyes.
But this is not the power she should have. The great gods each have their own precautions. Logically speaking, no one can spy on each other so easily.
But the Knicks did it.
She glanced at the other "companions" again, like a pervert who satisfied a special fetish.
Then she set her sights in the chaos, looking towards the distant darkness.
Perhaps because of the distance, she could only see darkness and could not see what her "husband" Erebus was doing like she could peek at Eros and others.
There was doubt in Nyx's eyes. In his memory, his "husband" Erebus had never been so withdrawn.
All of this seems to have started when she woke up.
Did he discover something?
"Forget it, he can't change it anyway."
"If your eyes are limited to this world, you are destined to be destroyed along with this world."
Nix didn't go into details, and moved her eyes to Zeus on Mount Olympus. A smaller river of destiny surrounded her.
Unlike the river of fate that once struck back at Cloteau, the river of fate summoned by Nyx has its source, which is a broken world.
The whole world is echoing the most persistent thoughts of the destroyed creatures: "The great supreme."
"Hermamene, goddess of cause and effect."
"Save me!"
The fate of this little one is separate from the fate disrupted by Hades, and has not been affected.
Through it, Nyx saw Zeus' future achievements.
Through faith, he became the true king of the gods, on par with Gaia and others.
She made a sharp assessment: "You are successful because of your faith, and you are doomed to fall if you lose your faith."
"However, I can share a piece of the pie and use it to restore my strength."
She looked around at the gods. The existing gods were all symbols of certain rules in the world. They had very few powers related to living beings, and most of them tended to be great and bright, such as victory, passion, justice and impartiality.
The Knicks have a plan.
Her figure blended into the night, giving birth to her offspring alone in the chaos in her true form.
Gods were born one after another. Their power was not strong, but the authority they held was related to living beings.
Among them are strife, decay, irony, violent death, deception, aging...
Across the dark interior of chaos, Erebus, the god of darkness, just watched.
The cherishment of loved ones and the indifference to strangers are perfectly blended in his eyes, mixed with a little self-deprecation and confusion...
Chapter completed!