Chapter 422 Bronze Creator
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At the bottom of the ocean, under the endless whirlpool.
There is no color in the empty, dead space.
The inexplicable dripping sound sounded endlessly, as if it had never stopped.
This eternal prison exists above the East China Sea, located in the middle of the whirlpool in the eye of the sea.
Over thousands of years, many people have fallen here.
But no one died because they all left in the end, lifted by an invisible force.
It's just that no one is willing to come back after facing such fear, so there are few people here, and only a few legends are spread.
Prometheus, the Bronze Age Creator.
The once noble Titan gods became prisoners. This was the God King's punishment for those who resisted.
He will be bound here forever until the end of time.
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"Hoo..."
Accompanied by a ticking sound that seemed to never stop, there was a faint sound of breathing.
I don't know how long it took, until at a certain moment, the bright eyes opened again in the darkness.
"……This is……"
"Did someone fall in again..."
The voice was low, and the prisoner who once stole the Heavenly Fire raised his head slightly.
Although his hands were suspended in the air and his chest was penetrated by iron nails.
But the millennium of torture didn't seem to have any impact, but instead purged something from him.
The divine blood dripped down the wound, infecting the sea's scars day and night, as if making up for its imperfections.
But these are things that Prometheus has long been accustomed to. What really made him look up was that just now he once again sensed that there was a life falling into this vortex.
"...It's been a long time..."
"...Six thousand years...or seven thousand years?"
"Oh, I can't remember clearly...but the gods still exist, and humans still exist."
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Threads of divine blood slipped away, which would not have happened with the recovery and control abilities of the Titan gods.
However, the iron weapon that runs through Prometheus is a symbol of the god-king's punishment, and the damage it causes can never be healed.
Not to mention the pressure from the Eye of the Sea... Although the body of the Titan God is generally stronger than the later gods, it is still not enough to support him carrying the East China Sea.
Of course, Prometheus didn't care about this, after all, he was already used to it.
"Zeus... every once in a while, you always make people 'accidentally' fall into this place."
"Oh, you want me to watch them fall into the abyss, but give me the ability to save them from leaving."
"You personally give freedom to others, but you can never redeem yourself... This is probably the most desperate torture you think."
"So one day, you think I will bow before the years. But as the Lord of the Gods, you can always wait until that day comes."
"And it all started when I sat and watched the deaths of the humans who fell here."
Prometheus admitted that as a prophetic god, he had done many wrong things.
Maybe he was still too young, or maybe he didn't adapt to the changes after the replacement of two generations of god kings, or maybe he just believed too much in what he saw.
In short, the bronze humans were destroyed, and he paid the price for it.
But perhaps it is clear to bystanders that when he left the world and was imprisoned in this eternal prison, Prometheus saw many things more clearly.
People should always pay the price for their actions, and the humans who strayed into this sea eye should also die.
He could have turned a blind eye and no one would have known he had done so.
But Prometheus also knew that this was an abyss that could not be started.
With the first, there will be the second; he can sit and watch one person die, and gradually he can sit and watch two people, three people, or five people, or ten people.
To hundreds of people, eventually to everyone.
When that day comes, Zeus will come to him as a victor and ask him: Are you willing to take back the fire stolen from humans in exchange for embracing freedom again?
The prophetic god looked into the future and knew what the consequences would be.
This is different from him blindly trusting his students, because he knows himself so well.
His nature is not that noble, and he will fall in this 'test'.
He simply has never sat idly by and watched even once, so that 'zero' could never become 'one'.
Wow…
There was a sound of water splashing, and silently, through the divine blood that had been flowing out for thousands of years, Prometheus activated the power of the ocean.
A wave swept up the river, carrying the sailboat that fell into the whirlpool away.
Vaguely, Prometheus heard their prayers.
Those crew members were thanking heaven, thanking the gods, and thanking the existence for saving them.
The people at this moment were so pious that they swore eternal faith in their Savior.
However, after completing all this, Prometheus just smiled, then lowered his head and said nothing.
He knew the outcome because it had happened so many times before.
At first, people who are out of trouble will be grateful.
But before long, when they gradually forget the joy of escaping from their own lives at this moment, the faith inspired by gratitude will no longer exist.
Just like the bronze humans of the past, mere gifts can never satisfy humans.
They will be surprised, worshiped, then get used to it, and then crave for more.
"So, Prometheus..."
"Hiss——"
"Do you regret it?"
"For these humans, for your 'creatures', endure eternal loneliness here."
Like the devil's whisper, or rather, this is the devil's whisper.
In the lightless darkness, a voice was echoing.
No one knew who was speaking, and no one knew how long he had been watching here.
However, the bound creator was not surprised by the sudden voice. He just smiled and responded calmly to the sudden guest.
After all, he has never had a few guests here.
"It's not that I regret it, I just feel that I could have done it more perfectly."
"As for why it's humans... I can only say that everyone has something they like to do. It's just that some like power and strength, and I can get happiness from the development of humans."
"There is no distinction between high and low. Zeferos can bend down for what he wants, and I can endure pain for what I want, that's all."
"But you...what are you here for?"
"Hmm?"
Somewhat unexpected, but not so unexpected.
Crawling in the void, the dark little snake landed on the iron nail that pierced Prometheus' chest.
And... it seems that even as a prisoner, the creator of the Bronze Age has never been forgotten by the world.
"Who else has come to you, and what do they want?"
The little snake asked bluntly, and Prometheus answered bluntly.
It seemed that this was not something that could anger the God King, but a trivial matter.
"At first, it was Helios."
"I just found out that he had been infected by something and was no longer a pure Titan."
"He was responsible for bringing me here, and I saw the subtle relationship between him and Zeus at that time."
"But he didn't want to believe me after all. It wasn't until he fell to this point that he finally remembered my existence."
"As for the purpose of coming... He just simply told me how great the existence he belonged to was, and told me that the existence could easily get me out of here."
"Of course, the price is that He wants to use my blood to infect the cracks in the sea."
"..."
"Hiss--"
The black snake hissed in a low voice, and was a little surprised by what he learned today.
Sure enough, this world is not unchanging. Every existence has its own ideas, and they will not act as you think.
Those whose power is far weaker than their own are fine, but for an existence like the mother tree, even I can't judge His thoughts.
The eye of the sea is the wound of the sea, the trauma caused by the collision between the sun and the ocean.
He infected Helios, and it is normal for him to want to infect the sea with it again.
Starry sky, ocean, land.
If it had not been blocked by the present world, I am afraid that this outer god would have already infected the whole world.
In contrast, it was not surprising that Helios could come to see Prometheus after being sealed.
There is no shortage of mortals infected by evil things in the world, and he can always find a way.
"What happened later?"
The little snake continued to ask, and Prometheus continued to answer.
"Later, Oceanus came here to see me."
"This was originally the domain of the ancient sea god Pontus, but the ocean god came here."
"I don't know what he is going to do, because all he asked me to do was to turn a blind eye to the changes here."
"So did you agree this time?"
"Of course, after all, even if he didn't say anything, I wouldn't remind Zeus."
"The fight between them has nothing to do with me."
"Oceanus brought me a lot of news from the outside world, and I am very interested in them."
With a calm voice, Prometheus finished his story.
Then he looked at the black snake in front of him and asked again: "What about you?"
"What are you here for? Do you want me to do something in exchange for letting me go, or do you want to know something and refer to my opinion?"
"Hiss-"
"Neither."
"On the contrary, I think that as a 'foresighted wise man', you don't know a lot of things."
"You are of no use to me now, you have to become more useful."
With a low laugh, the black snake felt that Prometheus was really interesting now.
At least now, he didn't look so stupid.
So it shook its tail, and some black air emanated and condensed, and finally turned into a book.
"It contains a lot of knowledge, secret history, rituals, and taboos."
"It allows people to transcend life and death, and let gods sleep forever. Of course, there are also ways to get you out of here yourself."
"How about I give it to you for free, what do you think?"
"Then what's the price? What do you need me to do?"
Prometheus asked, and the black snake just shook his head in a hiss.
"Hiss——"
"No need... I thought I needed it before."
"But now it seems that you don't need me to arrange anything."
"Prometheus, a god who can get happiness from the development of mankind, tell me, or ask yourself."
"If one day, a human being deceived by the gods comes to you, he has the power to influence the world pattern."
"He is full of courage, but he is hesitating between good and evil."
"He has a firm goal, but he doesn't know that goal is the source of his pain."
"Then tell me, will you help him? Will you do your best to help him achieve his goal?"
There was no response, but Prometheus knew that he probably would.
Because he himself has no ability to resist the God Court, but if he can see someone with this ability, then he might really be willing to help him.
To cultivate an outstanding human being, this should be considered an open conspiracy.
After all, although he has seen a lot of things, Prometheus never mind doing something that is not good for Zeus.
"Well, it seems that the answer is self-evident."
The black snake jumped up from the spike and circled.
It looked at Prometheus, wondering what it thought of.
"Strictly speaking, hiss - my mission is over here."
"But for my own thoughts, Prometheus, I would like to ask you..."
"Don't you want to take revenge on Zeus, don't you want to take revenge on those who destroyed the bronze humans?"
"The gods of the underworld, they brought plague; Poseidon, the king of the sea, he caused floods; Zeus in the temple, he is the source of all this."
"Don't you want to take revenge on them?"
"Hiss -"
"Prometheus, I don't know if you really want to, but -"
"If one day, someone discovers the truth, if he wants revenge."
"I hope... you don't stop it."
"After all, the avenger should not be stopped."
"Hiss -"
With the last hiss, the black snake swung its tail and went up along the ocean current.
Just as it said, its mission has been completed.
So in the silent sea eye, only Prometheus was left, still suspended in the void.
The creator of the Bronze Age did not make any promises, because he had his own judgment.
If something similar really happened in the future, he would make a choice, but it would never be because of the black snake's instigation.
Even like the two previous visitors, if there was a fourth visitor who asked him about the past, Prometheus would not hide today's meeting.
Of course, if nothing unexpected happened, there should be no next one.
"A human being who was deceived by the gods and has the ability to change the situation..."
"Maybe, whether he exists or not, I hope he exists."
"If he really comes here to save me, I will teach him everything I know."
From Oceanus and the mortals who occasionally fall into the sea eye, Prometheus also knows something about the outside world.
The laws of the world, the order of the kingship, this world has become more suitable for mortals to survive than before.
So if such a person really appears...it doesn't seem to be surprising.
