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Chapter 105 Beyond "One"

In the haze of fire, Hephaestus watched Odys go away.

The mortal, his scholar, seemed to be looking back at him.

He noticed...

He was a little interested.

Otis is now very similar to Sata, they are both mortals, but they can both look at the place of the gods.

This kind of gaze is not the gaze of the believer to see the gods he believes in, but a deeper perspective that transcends the original senses of mortals.

This kind of perspective can slightly violate the will of the gods themselves, which cannot be seen by mortals, and can vaguely feel the outlines of the gods, as well as their wills whether they like or dislike.

Since the birth of the human race, Hephaestus has only seen this unnamed perception beyond the limitations of his own race in Anser priest Sata.

At that time, he was waiting for his mother Hera to return across time in the Anser Temple, and he had seen the priest Sata of Anser displaying this extraordinary talent.

Now, Odis, whom Sata takes care of as an elder, also has this ability.

Hephaestus looked at the lives of Satta and Otis and found that the two did not have some strange and common experience.

On the contrary, they are very similar to the previous generation of God King Cronus.They all experienced some kind of spiritual transformation at a certain stage, and thus became extraordinary.

The transformation of the mind reflects reality, and illusory thoughts interfere with the real body.

It's mysterious, and it's Cronus.

only……

Hephaestus was interested, but not much.

He had already walked his own path, a more stable and practical path.

Because he once faced him when he was not equal to the previous god king Cronus, and sat on an equal footing with him.

So he is confident that now that they are equal, Cronus may not dare to face him again.

Hephaestus admitted that he was not as old and wise as those old gods who flowed down the ancient age.

but!

He has powers greater and greater than age and wisdom!

Any mortal or god faced him as if facing the oldest of the old gods.

Even more than that!
This is the absolute confidence of Hephaestus.

After all, what constitutes an intelligent individual is not only wisdom and age, but also many other concepts.

When a certain concept becomes a short board, then try to make up for it with other strengths, cover it up, or even obliterate it.

When wisdom and age become shortcomings, fill them with more outstanding strength.

Hephaestus saw it very clearly, and it was precisely with this philosophy that he sat firmly on the throne of the pinnacle of the gods.

Compared with setting foot in and exploring new uncertain unknown systems, it is obviously a choice that is more practical for self-interest and in line with the laws of the world, to run wildly and keep improving on the path opened by oneself.

So Hephaestus was bathed in flames and did nothing.

He just half-closed his eyes in a godless manner, calmly rejoicing that Anser Church, which believed in him, had finally gone away.

His mind was racing, and he spent a moment guessing about the future of Otis and Sata.

Soon he stopped thinking about it.

Just because he somehow remembered a person.

His friend Clotho.

She is a benevolent old woman, a gentle and intelligent beauty, and... a life-weaving goddess who has lost her authority.

The gods like to call her the only favored of the fire god, and secretly think of her as...

Hephaestus couldn't be more aware of these rumors.

He never thinks that Clotho is his favored person or God, they are friends, friends who give and support each other.

However, as a friend, he never seemed to know what Clotho likes or what he wants to do, and Clotho never mentioned it.

No, maybe he knew that Clotho had enthusiastically mentioned it, but...he refused.

Some people are pretending to be stupid, some people are really stupid.

Hephaestus always thought he was pretending to be stupid, but looking back now, he seemed to be playing more and more stupid.

His will seemed to suddenly become less firm, like a mottled and blurred bronze mirror.

Maybe not all of a sudden...

When was that?

When exactly?
Hephaestus remembered!
Maybe it was when he "accidentally" crashed into the hidden temple of the River of Destiny!
On that day the ugliest of the gods met a kindly old woman, radiant with maternal splendor, who transformed into a beautiful goddess of understanding, and embraced young Hephaestus in her lap. in the arms.

She said calmly and distressedly: "Child of Hera, you are lonely..."

This is... when I and Clotho first met...

Putting aside those unnecessary "accidents", that day was ordinary and ordinary, as if it was just a boy and a woman embracing each other.

Hephaestus can still recall Clotho's beautiful face and the faint scent of flowers in her bosom that day, which was the scent of blooming violets.

It was...the sweet breath of youth and maturity.

Clotho was older than Hephaestus, and she had already walked the world before Hephaestus was born.

So on that day, Hephaestus remembered that he was restrained.

But he has finally grown into an independent individual, and age has lost its meaning to him.

This is a really beautiful thing...

Hephaestus rose from the flames, blinking his eyes.

The corner of his mouth curled up: "I almost forgot..."

"It's been a while..."

He looked at the sky and laughed, and the source of the flames in this world also responded enthusiastically to him.

He seemed to have vaguely realized what the previous god-king Kronos had encountered, which he called mysterious things—the transformation of the soul reflected reality, and illusory thoughts interfered with the real body.

At this moment, he was bathed in the sea of ​​flames that burned the birth of the Anser Temple. For the first time, the divinity and humanity, which were originally opposed, reached perfect harmony without the interference of his will. Unreproachable fundamental.

An inexplicable impulse was born in Hephaestus.This impulse forced him to take seven steps forward, and with each step, a huge volcano would erupt in this world, either on the seabed or on land.

He has transformed, and his share in the root has surpassed "one".

"One" is all, and beyond "one" is to surpass all.

Where did the excess come from?

It's so wonderful to create something out of nothing...

……

above the earth.

The half-man, half-horse god looks to the deepest part of the deep sea, where there is light and blazing fire!

It was the fiery light of a volcanic eruption.

He felt his heart beating wildly: "That...has something happened?!!"

On his right hand stood a childish young man who asked him: "Teacher, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong with our plan?"

Chiron calmed down a bit. He responded to the young man, but he answered irrelevantly: "I'm afraid...it's not our plan..."

(End of this chapter)