Chapter 209 The Rising Copper Column

On the rough sea, the trident broke through the sky.

Between heaven and earth, countless beings saw this scene, but no one reacted to it.

They are all watching a play, but different beings see different clowns in the play.

Some people saw humans, some people saw the Son of God, and some people saw directly the Olympus gods.

Just like now, in a corner underwater, black mist is gathering and dispersing. At the heart of the ritual, Mephistopheles smiled strangely.

"So, are all these 'born noble' beings like this, or are they just the ones I see like this?"

"What a lucky fate. If he was also a member of the silver human race, he would probably not survive more than a month."

The voice echoed in the dark seabed, but no one responded to him, because there were no living things here, only some transparent souls floating beside him.

Those are the souls of the dead, but they have long lost consciousness. And except for a few existences, even if they are reborn in hell in the future, they will have no chance to retain the memories of their lives.

According to the Lord of the Nine Hells, if all beings could retain their memories and be reincarnated, it would only make the hells lose their vitality. After all, what they were like before they were alive would probably not change much after reincarnation. Therefore, except for the first batch of silver humans, only those who have proven their abilities while alive can enjoy the privilege of retaining memories. The remaining souls will forget everything in the past and become the bottom of hell, and then fight and conspiracy to gain promotion.

Those who can succeed are naturally talented people. If it's dead, then reinvent it.

It just so happens that the river of forgetfulness flowing through the underworld now can help the devils complete this little thing. In this case, the hell where the source of souls is limited can continue to develop and grow.

"I really wish all gods were like this, so how much less would I have to do~"

"It's a pity that the God King still has some abilities, at least much stronger than this Poseidon King."

With a low laugh, Mephistopheles did not look much, but continued to focus on the huge formation covering the city.

He could already feel that the will of the Lord of Nine Hells was on the opposite side. Soon, the passage will open.

As Triton, the son of Poseidon, said, this world still has to fight for the backstage. Although Mephistopheles prepared a 'gift' for Olympus, he was sure that this 'gift' would not be enough to stop all the gods on the mountain.

But the devil is not afraid at all, after all, his boss is very reliable.

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on the water.

The trident came through the air and struck straight at Ryan. The divine power left by Poseidon lingered on it, calming the waves that had just submerged the entire city.

It is natural that the king of the sea should command the tide. Under this blow, Ryan slowly stretched out his right hand.

Extremely fast and extremely slow, the halberd cutting through the space and the slowly raised arm formed a strange yet harmonious picture. In the end, the artifact and the slender fingers that were about to arrive in a moment appeared in the same place, and then the owner of the fingers held the edge.

brush--

It seemed like a long time passed, but in reality it was just a blink of an eye. On the trident, the azure light caused by divine power just lit up and was instantly extinguished. The sharp tip of the halberd was grasped by five fingers and could no longer move forward an inch. Only the remaining force of the artifact's shock pressed against the surrounding sea surface, proving the power hidden under this ordinary thing.

Thousands of miles of sea, followed by a slight subsidence.

In mid-air, Triton's smile froze on his face. He didn't understand what was going on.

He didn't make the same mistake twice, he didn't even get close to the other person. The trident still has the divine power of God the Father. Even if Prometheus himself faced this blow, he would still be injured, but what is going on now?

Is the other party a true god? But even a god must use his divine power to take over another god's weapon. And if you use divine power in this world, you must pay a price.

But no matter how you look at it, the figure in black in front of you doesn't look like you've paid the price.

Opening his mouth slightly, Triton seemed to want to say something, but the next moment, he felt a boundless force coming from the void. The world seemed to be rejecting him, and the floating platform formed by the sea water under his feet immediately shattered. Almost in an instant, he fell from mid-air to the sea, and then crawled on top of it with his body bent to the ground.

Triton felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back, unable to move even a finger.

"Wait a minute, are you the reclusive ancient Titan god? This is all a misunderstanding. I am the son of the Poseidon, and the God King is my uncle. In fact, I followed the will of the gods today - "

tread--

The sound of footsteps interrupted Triton's implicit threat. From the corner of his eye, he saw a trace of the hem of his robe, and the unknown person walked in front of him.

No, not just him, but someone else. Triton could even hear the sound of the copper knife rubbing against the stone carvings, and he knew what it was doing.

This is recording, recording what he looks like at this time. A sense of humiliation and resentment surged into his heart. As a demigod, this was the last thing Triton wanted to feel - he would always be so humble in front of the true god. What is even more difficult to accept than this is that his appearance has to be recorded.

"I don't blame you, Triton."

The voice came from above, and Triton breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the other party still cared about his father. But the words that followed made his face turn red.

"You don't know my name and haven't seen my power, so it's understandable that you raised your weapon against me."

"Now that you've seen my power and realized the gap between you and me, I'll forgive your previous behavior as long as you repent of your rudeness."

Without even a glance at the mermaid on the water, Ryan observed the artifact in his hand.

As he said, people won't be angry at the provocation of an ant, because ants just can't understand the greatness of people. If they also have wisdom, they naturally know to bow their heads in front of humans, and so does the son of the sea god.

So now, as long as Triton repents for his actions after recognizing the reality, Ryan will, as he said, not care about his previous behavior.

But obviously, for some people, after just experiencing the power of God, they have to "repent" in front of another true God, which is far more difficult to accept than suffering.

He would rather suffer torture than admit his weakness and ignorance in front of another god. As for death-Triton didn't actually think he would die.

The mortal before could have killed him. After all, the two sides had different perceptions. The ignorant were fearless and could do anything. But the strange true god in front of him could not kill him like this.

So at this moment, in front of Ryan, Triton's blood rushed to his brain, and he almost blurted out words that would make him regret for the rest of his life.

"Let me go! I am the son of the Sea King, the gods are watching here, and I came here on the orders of my father!"

"The son of Poseidon will never 'repent'. Only my father has the qualifications to teach me. No matter who you are, you should not humiliate me in front of the gods. If you have the ability, kill me-"

"Then it's as you wish."

The fierce voice stopped abruptly, and Triton raised his head and looked at the strange god.

"What did you say?"

"I said, it's as you wish."

After repeating it again, Ryan's eyes finally moved away from the artifact. He lowered his head and looked at the son of the god with a fish tail.

In his eyes, there was resentment for not being a god, resentment for Ryan, anger for the injustice of fate, shame for being suppressed by others, and confusion about the words "as you wish", but there was no fear. Because Triton believed that perhaps this unknown god would punish him in anger, but would never kill him.

But since the words were spoken, Ryan decided to fulfill his wish.

"Since you are determined to do so, I think you are also ready to face everything."

"I respect your courage and give you the ending you deserve as you requested."

With a slight smile, Ryan gently waved the handle of the trident.

Closing his eyes, Triton clenched his teeth. He was ready to be tortured. But to his surprise, the handle of the artifact hit his chest without causing any pain.

He felt himself retreating. The space seemed to be changing, and the sound of the wind rang in his ears. As if crossing a long distance, at a certain moment, Triton opened his eyes.

He found himself flying through the sky at an unimaginable speed. Looking around, the earth was pulled behind him, and he was going deep into the sea.

This was an unfamiliar sea area, completely different from the place where he was born. In the southwest, a huge black shadow was standing there, supporting the heaven and earth, and at the same time bearing the oppression of both.

"Is this the northwest of the earth?"

Looking at all this, Triton was a little confused at first, and then a little happy. Although he had not stopped yet, the strange god was afraid of his father's name after all, and did not dare to do anything to him.

It was indeed a great power to drive him from the southeast of the continent to the northwest, but it was just a face-saving project. Now--

"There should be a pillar at the junction of the west and the north."

"What?"

At the end of the sight, on the wide sea, the waves rolled up. At the intersection of the glaciers of the North Sea and the undercurrents of the West Sea, a touch of bronze quietly emerged.

First a little, and then like growth, a huge copper pillar stretched out from the sea. The sky shook for a moment, because in a flash, the huge copper pillar propped up the sky, becoming another pillar next to the Titan.

However, it was almost visible to the naked eye that cracks began to spread on the newly born copper pillar.

Atlas shook his shoulders, and when the copper pillar stood up, he seemed to feel a little relieved. Looking at Triton flying across the sea in the distance, the Titan who would never succumb to Olympus couldn't help but smile ironically.

"Little guy, what did you do to attract such a punishment?"

"Also?"

An ominous premonition came to his mind, and looking at the copper pillar approaching quickly, Triton seemed to understand something.

"Yeah. Without you, how could a copper pillar support the weight of the 'sky'?"

"You punished me, punished my stupid brother, and now it's your nephew's turn, hahaha."

He had long recognized the blood of the person in front of him, that was the rebellious offspring of his king. Atlas laughed loudly, then looked to the east of the earth, and the Olympus that was far away from him.

"Zeus, it seems that your throne is not very stable. Look, this is the end of rebellion!"

But there was no response. Mount Olympus was dead silent, as if there was no god.

Ding——

"Ah!"

Silent collisions echoed on the copper pillar, and Triton's shouts were heard along with them. Silver-white chains appeared out of thin air, circling seven times, tying the demigod with a human body and a fish tail to the copper pillar. At this moment, as the son of the sea god, he seemed to have become a medium.

He transferred the pressure of the sky to the sea, so the northwest of the sea sank three points. Countless undercurrents formed a ring belt, turning this sea area into a restricted area for mortals.

Just as this medium, Triton felt as if his body was about to be crushed into powder. He once thought he was going to die, but as the son of the sea god, he could get vitality from the sea.

As long as he was not extinct in an instant, he could recover continuously, not to mention that the sky that fell on the copper pillar was just a small corner. So although Triton's body was covered with cracks like broken porcelain, it never broke.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't even have the strength to breathe. Triton felt that he had lost his perception of the outside world. But the belated judgment of the god on him that followed was still imprinted in his heart.

"If you want death, then I will give you death, but that is only what you expect, not the punishment for your offense to me."

Ryan retracted his right hand on the city ruins.

"I will hang you above the west sky for seven thousand years, letting you support the sky and the earth. When my punishment is over, you will naturally usher in the end you asked for."

Suspending the son of Poseidon on the sea is a perfect ending.

"And you."

Raising his eyes slightly, crossing the mountains and the sea, Ryan saw the silent temple on Mount Olympus.

The gate of the palace could not block his eyes, and the subtle expressions of the gods were different.

"Take your things."

The blue light crossed the earth, crossed the boundary between water and land, knocked open the gate of the temple, and inserted it in front of Poseidon, shaking slightly.

Just as Poseidon had requested, this artifact made by the priesthood had long become a creation bound to the sea. Its power becomes stronger as it controls the expansion of the sea area, and it will lose all its power as it loses the sea area.

So just like throwing away garbage, this artifact of the sea king was inserted in front of Poseidon's seat, and only the mark of being held by a hand on it proved what happened to it.

In the hall, the gods were silent. As early as the moment he saw Ryan's existence, Zeus guessed the result, but he still didn't remind him. This is not to target his stupid brother, but to test.

Less than a hundred years after the opening of the spiritual world, Ryan inexplicably appeared in the human city, which undoubtedly proved that the other party was not really so peaceful. And the mother earth who was about to wake up was always threatening Zeus's way forward. In this case, the king of gods couldn't wait to know whether the laws of the world were useful to the original gods?

Now, with the help of the power of the king of gods, he has got the result. But looking at the broken door and the artifact inserted in front of Poseidon, Zeus couldn't be happy again.

He had long known that in the eyes of these great gods, the majesty of the Temple of God was like a joke, but when this moment really happened and the other party did not take his existence into consideration, Zeus still held the armrest of the throne tightly.

He didn't know what the other gods thought, but he was eager to-

"Hmm?"

His expression changed, and then returned to normal. The King of Gods looked at his brother who had finally calmed down as if nothing had happened.

"Humanity has been destroyed, as for the others, let's leave it like this for now, and solve your own problems yourself."

Seeing the King of Gods speak, the gods also breathed a sigh of relief. The original weird atmosphere was broken, but all the gods deliberately ignored the trident inserted in the Temple of God.

However, in the face of Zeus' words, Poseidon was indifferent.

Staring at the lost and recovered artifact in front of him for a while, the blue hair covered the expression of the Sea King. No one knew what he was thinking, but they could only see that Poseidon finally reached out and held the clearly visible handprint on the artifact.

The next moment, a wisp of black air lingered in Poseidon's palm, and the power of death cut the flesh of the Lord God. But he seemed not to notice it, just staring for a while, and suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"Hahaha"

"Poseidon, maybe you need to rest for a while?"

Looking at the abnormal Poseidon, Zeus said lightly.

"Rest? No, no. Not only I don't need it, you don't need it either."

"Do you think you have calculated everything very clearly and are in control? Zeus, in fact, you are just a joke."

The laughter gradually subsided, and Poseidon looked at his brother. Although he was not very good at wisdom, he was not stupid to this extent - Zeus and his lover were the only two people who had seen Ryan, but they just kept silent and watched Triton destroy himself.

So now, it was his turn to ignore it.

"What do you mean?"

Zeus frowned and a bad premonition surged into his heart. The accidents today were enough to give him a headache. He just wanted to end it all peacefully.

"Nothing, just a reminder."

"Zeus, and your weak lover, have you forgotten that you have a father?"

After the words fell, Eurynome's expression suddenly changed, and Zeus finally remembered something.

Oceanus, the god of the ocean, had intended to explore Zeus's hidden human tribe more than a decade ago, but he had never gained anything. But until recently, the strongest fortress was breached from the inside.

Under the secret guidance of a certain existence, the name of Oceanus gradually spread among humans. Under the flood, people realized that the Sea King had brought disaster to them, so they naturally prayed to another Sea God for shelter.

There was no shelter, of course, but the faith was real, so Oceanus finally realized the secret hidden by his adopted son.

And now, in the Sea King's perception, he and the original water goddess are crossing the sea and flying towards Olympus.

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At the same time, in the spirit world.

"Almost."

Wrapped in gray wings, the young god stood up.

The mysterious man was right. This is indeed a rare opportunity. Those who should leave have left. Now, the spirit world seems a lot emptier. Especially the goddess of the moon, who poses the greatest threat, is not there. This is the best news.

As for the top of the spirit world, at this moment, it is even more empty.