Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

The western part of Aurora City is a residential area that is not considered the core.

"Mr. Lane, have you heard that just three days ago, the temples of the Goddess of Law collapsed."

As he hurriedly walked into Ryan's courtyard, Ender looked a little anxious. He had stayed at home for the past two days and did not expect to hear about such a thing as soon as he came out.

Studying drama with Ryan over the years has also allowed Ander to understand a lot of history that ordinary people don't know, as well as the true power of gods.

The temples of the gods collapsed. Does this mean they were dissatisfied with mankind? He eagerly came to seek out Ryan, who was always knowledgeable and seemed to know everything, but when he walked into the small courtyard, there was no one there.

There was a layer of dust on the table that looked like it was two days old. There was nothing else on it, just a beautiful puppet.

"Mr. Lane?"

Still no response. The door of the house was open, but there was nothing inside. Even Ryan's usual things disappeared. Everything seems to indicate that he has left here, and it doesn't look like he left temporarily.

Instantly, a huge sense of loss surged into Ander's heart. In fact, he had expected today's scene, but when it really happened, he was a little at a loss.

Ryan has mentioned in his speech more than once that he will leave here one day. Just in the past, Ender thought this day was far away, but he didn't expect it to be today.

"Probably because of the collapse of the temple. Mr. Lane is a priest after all."

Sighing, Ender looked at the puppets on the table.

This may be the gift that Mr. Lane left for him. He had also talked about this before, saying that he would leave Ender a 'gift beyond your imagination' before leaving.

Ender was silent for a while, then gently held the puppet, turned around and prepared to leave.

No matter what this is, it is something left by the elders who have taught Ender for decades, and he will definitely cherish it. However, the next moment, Ander froze on the spot.

The moment the puppet came into contact with his palm, an invisible 'lock' seemed to be unlocked. In the past, it locked away all the 'abnormalities' about Ryan, and everyone subconsciously ignored them under the influence of this power, but from this moment on, it no longer took effect on Ender.

Along with it, there was another piece of information, information about this puppet.

"This is--"

With his eyes widened, Ender looked at the 'toy' in his hand. Just now, based on what he learned from that message, he knew the secret contained in the puppet in front of him, which was indeed beyond his imagination.

He didn't know if the information was true or false, but if it was true.

"Huh-Ender, don't worry."

"Your mental power is not strong enough. According to the message, even if you can use foreign objects, you must first reach the realm of 'legend'."

Taking a deep breath, Ender said to himself.

Over the years, Ender learned how to meditate in order to multitask and control the puppets. It's just that as a mortal, he is far from being able to break through the barrier in a short period of time like a being who is essentially a god. Moreover, the meditation he learned is really just meditation and has no other knowledge related to mysticism.

If the realm before the legend is divided into four stages, he has now reached the peak of the third level, and is still far away from the extraordinary realm.

Ender originally didn't care much about strength, but it was different now.

"Mr. Lane - no, His Highness Lane is actually a god."

Whispering softly to himself, Ender knew that the teacher he had never acknowledged was probably not only a god, but most likely a god stronger than the Creator. After all, Prometheus once said that the boundary between mortal things and gods cannot be broken.

But looking at it now, it's just that the Creator is not strong enough.

Holding the puppet tightly, Ander's excitement slowly calmed down. After so many years, even though he has seen many not-so-good things among humans, he still retains the kindness in his heart.

Therefore, although he received a huge benefit, he was still worried about the collapse of the temple.

After all, this may represent God's dissatisfaction with mankind, and although he has what he has in hand, it is only the future.

"First go to the priests you know and ask. They should know something."

After making a decision, Ender walked out of Ryan's courtyard. After crossing the threshold and looking at the sky, I have to say that the weather today is indeed a bit strange.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be suppressed, and silver snakes were dancing among them. Especially in the core of Aurora City, the clouds there are particularly thick.

An invisible feeling of depression enveloped his heart, and Ender shook his head to drive this feeling away.

After all, it was the safest place for the human tribe. Although he had never been there personally, Ender knew what was there.

There is the abode of the Creator and the temple of the God-King.

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The sky has darkened, dark clouds are gathering more and more, and there are no pedestrians on the road. In this weather that looks like it will rain heavily, no one wants to run out very much.

Scattered firelight scattered among the quiet human tribe at this moment, bringing a little light to the dark night. Not long after Momon left, Orson put a layer of black clothes on himself and walked out of his room silently.

Standing on the street, Orson looked back. This is the wooden house that he has lived in for decades, and it was built by the Creator together with him.

At that time, this was used as an example to other humans. Prometheus used it to teach them how to build houses, and Orson has always been proud to live here.

But in the future, he probably won't have the chance to live there again.

"But there's nothing we can do about it."

Orson sighed, feeling a little sad.

"You are neither the strongest god, nor can you do everything. I am indeed grateful that you created me, but this is not the reason for me to die with you."

"No - I am the only one who will die, you never will!"

His voice was soft at first, as if he was trying to convince himself, but then it turned into gritted teeth. I don’t know when, Orson felt that he was becoming more and more envious of the gods. Envious to the point of being somewhat resentful.

Eternal life, immortality, strength, appearance, they are so similar to humans, even Orson doesn't feel there is any difference between the two. If I must say it, it's just that the gods are better.

After all, they have been gods since the day they were born.

"call--"

"This is why faith cannot be discussed."

"Some idiots just can't understand this."

Suppressing his tumbling emotions, Orson laughed to himself.

Look, he's proof of that. Obviously he is the one who has received the most and the greatest blessings from the gods among humans, but he is the one who least believes in gods.

In the past, he enjoyed fooling the gods. Now, he was betraying his Maker again.

Sometimes Orson feels that he is indeed despicable, but there is no way, reality is like this, this world is like this. As long as you have value, you can live well. On the other hand, whether you are noble or despicable is actually not that important.