Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Those who often engage in human sacrifices know that to perform a grand ritual, it requires skills and rules.

What kind of offering to present to what kind of deity, what kind of ritual matches which deity, and what kind of existence is willing to accept the sacrifice...

Fortunately, unlike Chaos from the previous two eras, throughout the third era, many great divine powers have appeared in the mortal realm, and more than one is willing to accept sacrifices, which somewhat broadens the choices for the sacrificers.

However, despite this, Jordan also knows very well that no matter how wide his range of choices is, there is only one who doesn't mind who you are, what you want to do, your purpose, or your enemy, as long as you dare to sacrifice, He dares to respond with power, and His power is enough to compete with, or even surpass, any great being.

The Red Monarch, the Mother of Flesh, the Blood Mother Tree that devours all spirits... only He can achieve this.

This has become the common consensus among sacrificers as this Outer God's figure gradually came into view of both deities and mortals following the rampant chaos caused by Typhon.

Of course, although more people now know of the existence of the Mother Tree, the understanding of Him hasn't changed much among the common folk.

Some consider Him as a being like Tartarus, others think He possesses his own wisdom and reason, while some straightforwardly regard Him as a part of an Ancient God disguised rather than an entirely independent entity.

Different people have different opinions. After all, no one has ever seen the true form of the Mother Tree sealed by the law, and Jordan is no exception.

Fortunately, Jordan does not care about the true identity of this lord of evil creatures, because excluding these differing opinions, one thing is universally acknowledged.

That is, the power of the Blood Mother Tree is indeed terrifying, but that is only if used against oneself.

But if you use Him against your enemies, it can be extremely and exceptionally effective...

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Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

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The East of the Earth, around Nafplion City.

Just when the Heavenly Empress on Mount Olympus felt something, the third ritual lit up from the ruins of the city, and the place truly affected was not limited to this city alone.

Almost at the same time, several other City-States, which also followed Hebe under the order of the Empress, lit up with a red glow.

Fanatics, corrupted believers, entities tainted by the breath of evil creatures... they were almost simultaneously affected by the Nafplion ritual, turning into one pollution source after another.

Until this moment, the priests who went to eradicate the evil creatures suddenly realized that these were merely baits.

Under the sacrifice of the Goddess of Youth's bones and blood, the nearby believer city-states were directly devastated.

Despite being cautious, there were no sacrificial rituals pre-set by the wizards under the cities of these nearby city-states. But when the Mother Tree's power descended into the mortal realm, His very existence was the greatest threat.

So when the centaurs in the underground palace finally locked onto the coordinates opposite the Space Gate, this was the scene he saw when he crossed the portal.

On an unnamed hill, an old and broken corpse turned to ash in the flames.

In the once bustling city-state, a headless 'Divine Corpse' twisted and deformed in the center of a grand ritual track.

Over a million scattered bones began to join together under some force, transforming into one fallen evil creature after another.

And in the sky on distant clouds, the red light from the ground reflected colors, like magnificent fireworks displays.

"What—what happened here?"

Stunned, unable to conceal the shock in his heart.

Looking at all this, Chiron even thought he had left the mortal realm.

Terrifyingly filthy breaths rushed towards him, empty eye sockets of skulls stared at his being, as if questioning his inner self.

What had happened here? What had those wizards done here?

He instinctively took a step back, but a hand firmly held him in place.

The expression on his face almost impossible to maintain, the young Archbishop stepped out of the pale silver light door behind him.

The blood and flames reflected in his eyes, as if telling him the destruction and disaster here.

This is not Silver Moon City, and these people are not the Lord's followers... but they have lost their way, and should not be sacrificed to evil demons.

Taking a deep breath, the young man felt a bit regretful.

In the past, neither he nor the church or other Godhood Practitioners ever respected this student of the Goddess of the Magic Net enough, even though he had taught many students who did not believe in the Lord.

But until the great war erupted on Mount Olympus, they suddenly realized that perhaps they had always overestimated this reputable 'Sage.'

Yes... Chiron might indeed be knowledgeable, but in the past few thousand years, he had never achieved anything unimaginable.

He had indeed taught many powerful students, but they didn't even learn witchcraft from the Goddess of the Magic Net.

He was like Prometheus before being punished in the Sea Eye, despite the great fame the world had given him, the essence beneath did not match the reputation.

Perhaps the Goddess of the Magic Net had also seen this point, so she rarely visited her apprentice for thousands of years.

"Chiron... you have indeed taught me an unforgettable lesson."