Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 920: Chapter 374 Taboo_3

“The Hekatonkheires, Cyclops, Sea Monsters, Demons, and even Evil Creatures…”

“There are too many Longevity Men in this world who are not Deities, and even among themselves, there is a Centaur who enjoys a long Life despite not being a God.”

“When these Humans realize they cannot achieve godhood in one step and directly obtain the secrets of becoming a God, they begin to pursue eternal Life instead.”

“And what’s special about the Demigods is that they are the objects of study.”

“Moreover, as I know, even among those who claim to be Wizards, Demigods of the same level possess a lifespan far surpassing that of ordinary people—ah, this is a manifestation of the nobility of All Gods.”

“No matter how much mortals struggle, they cannot possibly reach the nobility of Deities.”

Seemingly finding a new reason to feel proud, Astraeus couldn’t help but curse.

However, upon hearing this, Zephyrus felt a pang in his heart.

“Yes, even Demigods are beyond the reach of ordinary mortals… But speaking of which, are there any Demigods among the group of Humans who captivated you?”

“No.”

The answer was very certain, Astraeus said.

“They desire the eternity and strength of Gods but are also wary of the Gods’ might.”

“From their daily interactions, there indeed seems to be a powerful Wizard of Demigod origin, but she is not part of their group. Likewise, there are a few others closely associated with Deities.”

“Clearly, although Demigods are not Deities, as long as they carry the noble bloodline of Deities, they could never associate themselves with those lowly ants.”

Ignoring the drama added by the God of the Stars, Zephyrus felt a strange sense of relief knowing that no Demigods were involved.

Well… that’s good then.

Without further thought, the God of West Wind continued to ask:

“So, Astraeus, did they succeed in the end?”

“…I don’t know.”

Unlike his previous affirmative responses, this time, the answer of the God of the Stars was uncertain.

His withered face twisted as he struggled to speak.

“I don’t know if they succeeded… but I hope they didn’t.”

“You can’t understand, these beings who blaspheme Deities—no, blaspheme Life itself, what they’ve done.”

“Even the most sinful beings wouldn’t commit such atrocities, these mad Humans… to understand the birth of the offsprings of Divine Blood, they didn’t hesitate to dissect those embryos.”

“I don’t know what exactly they did or whether they succeeded, but it seems they indeed discovered something.”

“According to ancient tomes, tracing back to the original myths, these Humans referred to it as ‘Life Residue,’ implying the remnants of the ‘Life Origin Liquid’ from the Earth Mother Treasure Bottle.”

“With this, the Ancient Gods created All Spirits… and these Humans, they use it to extend their own sinful lives.”

“…!”

Utterly shocked, Zephyrus was at a loss for words upon hearing this.

‘Life Origin Liquid’… it has long been integrated into everything in the world, day after day powering the might of the Ancient Gods’ Divine Artifacts.

It’s a force nearly impossible to extract, but if stimulated by the bloodline of Deities, it indeed might undergo some changes under the effect of Divine Power.

Such power, deriving from the original authority of ‘Life,’ endows Demigods with a much stronger life essence.

As long as the divide between Divine Persons and mortals remains, even if of the same Demigod status, those of Demigod lineage will have a much longer lifespan than those born of mortals.

Although unclear about the specific techniques, this all sounded quite logical.

But to really extract such power through this opportunity…

Zephyrus did not know what to say, and all he could do was remain silent.

Yet for some reason, at this moment, the God of West Wind thought of the supreme ruler atop Mount Olympus.

He wondered, should roles be reversed, if stripped of that eternal Life and strength…

What would the Divine King, who stands unbounded and reigns over All Gods, do?

“…I understand.”

After a while, the Wind God spoke.

At this moment, all he could offer to the Deity related by blood before him was his sole sympathy.