Chapter 329

Then in mythology, those familiar PUA routines, such as the series of carrots and sticks in the Greek pantheon, aren't they for the faith of mortals?

If not for faith, then for what?

Inside the temple fragment.

In the nervous and cramped gaze of countless people, the center of everything, those light purple pupils looked down indifferently, and the entire magnificent and beautiful courtyard seemed to stagnate at this moment.

The stronger the person, the closer to that absolute boundary, the clearer the feeling.

That is a majesty like a tsunami, like waves, incomprehensible, indescribable.

Just by simple staring, their souls were screaming, their power collapsed, turning into nothingness.

Facing that magnificence and vastness, strength was like a joke, will was like a hallucination, and there was no possibility of raising any thought of resistance.

Like dull rabbits, waiting for the final judgment.

Fortunately...

"Forget it, it's time to do business, follow me."

The Holy Spirit returned to laziness, waved his hand, and walked toward the depths of the courtyard.

Many people couldn't care about wiping the fine cold sweat on their bodies, their hearts trembling.

Finally coming.

The holy pool in mythology where holy saints who believe in the Lord are transformed into angels!!

Billions of viewers, everyone followed behind the holy spirit, walking through grass, forests, swamps, hills...

Until this moment, they suddenly realized in their hearts—

Damn it, this isn't a courtyard, this is completely a complete world!!!

People were stunned.

Originally thought it was a courtyard like the Garden of Eden in mythology.

After all, any tree or drop of water is a supreme treasure that makes their world's continent go crazy, and even the air is like this.

As a result...

Looking at the sun, moon, and stars with independent trajectories in the sky, people were numb.

Is this person one of the seven great angels under God's throne?

Federation.

Several big shots looked at each other, all trembling.

No way.

Did they really guess right?

Finally, people didn't know how many landscapes, which seemed ordinary but were actually piled up with treasures to the point of insanity, they had passed, and arrived in front of a solemn and majestic building.

Before that sacred and solemn magnificent door, two giant gods stood silently.

Carrying battle axes, wearing ancient and vast armor, everywhere were mottled traces of battle, expressionless, the bulging muscles were as majestic as mountains.

Like the embodiment of power, synonymous with strength.

Making people have no doubt that their big hands had torn apart the bodies of gods, and their battle axes had split the heads of the Old Ones.

When the door opened, people passed under their feet, which were like sky walls, trembling so much that their giant phobia was almost cured.

After all, having touched such a magnificent and spectacular life form, other existences are hard to be worthy of "giant" in their eyes.

Layers of palace doors opened.

One giant god after another guarded them.

They were numb.

So... existences of this level are actually soldiers?

Big shot, who the hell are you?

Finally.

Walking up along the magnificent corridor that seemed to spread to the end of the sky.

In the mist of radiance, an ancient and vast magnificent door appeared before them.

The main body is the path to godhood familiar to people, the Sword of Fire path—the diagram of the Kabbalah Tree of Life.

It's just that this one in front of them seems to contain all the mysteries of the world, carrying a certain charm that even gives birth to divinity.

And on both sides of the corridor are stories of ancient times.

"That is..."

Kagura raised her head dully.

Papal State.

Amasis XVI fell from the throne, clutching his heart, gradually losing his breath.

"Impossible!"

The Federation big shots stood up together, looking at the ancient diagram in disbelief.

The lens had never been so stable.

Because its owner had frozen in shock.

Stone carvings from unimaginable remote ages clearly appeared in front of the lens.

Vast, simple, magnificent... indescribable feeling.

Stone carvings rushed toward them, as if they were moving, forming a strong sense of imagery, revealing the secrets of the beginning of humanity to the world.

People suffocated in this vastness, and only after a long while did they mutter a few words tremblingly.

"Old... Ones."

The carvings were very simple.

In that dark age where you couldn't see your fingers, primitive people didn't have much energy to develop painting.

But the information was transmitted completely and accurately.

In ancient times, indescribable chaos was the eternal theme.

They are the Old Ones, the side of chaos.

They are blind and idiotic, they are indescribable, have no intelligence, like nature, like natural disasters, yet more vast, uncommunicable, incomprehensible, and irresistible.

185. The true purpose of mythology is to bind gods!

Even thinking about it makes one feel desperate.

Blind and idiotic, so uncommunicable.

Indescribable, so incomprehensible.

And as for resistance?

Thinking of the evil god who came across the world earlier, everyone felt a chill.

Even the sum of human civilization developed to now is meaningless, and the ancients were even more difficult.

But the ancients did it!

Indescribable?

Doesn't matter, we give you 【form】 through mythology.

Blind and idiotic?

Doesn't matter, we give you 【intelligence】 through faith and names.

Too powerful?

Doesn't matter, we split you through mythology and limit your divine power.

The ancients gave them 【names】 as anchors through an ancient ritual called 【mythology】 that spans time and space.

Gave them false intelligence through faith, imprisoning them in mythology.

Yes.

The mythology that humanity has been weaving since the birth of intelligence was actually to imprison them!

"Actually so, actually so?!!!!!"

Federation.

The chief scientist widened his eyes in disbelief, his whole body trembling.