Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality - Chapter 31
Chapter 31 Chapter 8 Mutual Concealment
Translator: 549690339
Atop Mount Othrys.
Having obtained the Codex of Creation from Laine, Themis didn’t stop for a moment and hurried to the Mount of the Gods.
Legislating for the world wasn’t something that could be done casually. A fitting godhood, a sufficiently powerful vessel, the interim world steward, and the Divine King’s authorization, each of these was indispensable.
However, Themis didn’t worry that her younger brother would refuse her request, after all, the position of the Divine King was not immutable. As for Cronus, not to mention the five hundred year limit had not yet been reached, even if it had, his divine authority could definitely not compare with that of his father.
Despite Uranus’s retrograde and contrary actions, his deed of ‘birthing life through union’ was, in itself, the greatest achievement of the Divine King.
Moreover, Cronus was a usurper, and the divine power he obtained was bound to be even lower. To be able to accomplish ‘legislation’ during his own reign, this new Divine King would undoubtedly be desperate for it.
Three days later, Themis finally returned to the Mount of the Gods and immediately sought out her younger brother, explaining her ideas to him in detail.
However, contrary to what the Goddess of Justice had anticipated, although Cronus was very supportive of her legislation, he seemed to be more interested in the God of Spirit.
“So you’re saying he not only made no demands on you but also promised to deal with the chaos and madness expelled from the laws on your behalf?”
“Yes. I thought they would gather on the land, creating many perilous dead zones, since I can’t deal with them. But since Prince Laine is interested in them, I agreed to hand them over to him.”
A bit puzzled by the focus of Cronus’s concern, Themis still answered.
She guessed that Laine must have had some intent, but she didn’t care. Those things were useless to her; keeping them would only cause her trouble.
Although Themis took it lightly, Cronus did not see it the same way. He had harbored resentment towards Laine for more than just a day or two.
“It’s not that simple, there must be something you don’t know!”
“Laine will definitely gain something in the process, he is not the kind of person to act out of the goodness of his heart!”
With a cold snort, Cronus’s expression turned somewhat unsightly.
Three hundred years had passed, and although the power brought by his own godhood was insignificant, the greater part of the divine authority he had consolidated still granted him the formidable power of Divine Power Level 17.
But even so, whenever he thought of the origin power he had lost, Cronus deeply regretted the decisions he had made in the past.
Divine Power Level is one thing, actual combat power is another. With the loss of most of his time-space godhood, even if the Divine Power Level was the same, Cronus’s strength was greatly reduced compared to before.
What’s more, if his time-space godhood had remained intact, his current divine power would have been one level higher. In the realm of powerful divine forces, the gap between levels is not something that those below intermediate divine power can compare to.
Meanwhile, observing Cronus’s expression, Themis was obviously misunderstanding. She thought he was angry about Laine’s past prophecy. But as the Goddess of Justice, she wouldn’t act on misplaced anger, so she spoke up to remind him:
“I know, Cronus. Because of Prince Laine’s prophecy, you and our brothers all harbor discontent towards him.”
“But you should remember, at least for you, you not only proactively sought the prophecy from him, but you also owe him two favors.”
“You once swore to the world to fulfill them. After two hundred years, once you fully inherit the position of the Divine King, you cannot delay any longer.”
Cronus was somewhat at a loss for words.
He cursed Chaos’s rigid instincts in his heart once again. Even though that God of Spirit had done something to displease the world, and even though he had encroached on his own origin, to the world, it was always about the deed, not the person.
Even its instinctive disgust for Laine, who stole Source Power, would not prevent it from honoring Cronus’s promise.
“…I will, but there are still two hundred years, are there not?”
In the end, Cronus still accepted the fact that he had to work for Laine and turned to ask another question:
“You said he has opened up a domain called the ‘Spirit Realm,’ which contains many special beings?”
“Yes,” Themis nodded: “I plan to visit the Mother Goddess after he returns the Life Vase and create some new life on the earth as well.”
“New life… now that you mention it, I have seen some.”
Cronus furrowed his brows slightly, recalling: “About a hundred years ago, the God of Destruction, Ker, representing the eight gods residing in the Underworld, came to Mount of the Gods to see me.”
“At that time, some beings called ‘Nymphs of Eternal Night’ were following him. They were not deities, nor did they possess divine authority as quasi-gods. According to him, they were servants bestowed by Mother Night, the Ancient God Nyx.”
In fact, Cronus had beautified the process. Ker didn’t come to represent the eight gods to pay homage to the Divine King; he came purely to show off in front of the new Divine King.
Indeed, the deities of Chaos were mostly very emotional. The Divine King was still alone, but Ker had attendants with him, which satisfied Ker’s vanity to a great extent and secretly angered Cronus.
But there was nothing he could do, for according to Ker’s statement, he had a close relationship with his Mother Goddess, and the new Divine King did not dare to provoke a Primordial God at this time.
Of course, what Cronus did not know was that the God of Destruction had also beautified his own process of obtaining the Nymphs of Eternal Night.
In his account, the two Ancient Primordial Gods were very concerned about their divine children, but in reality, the Twin Gods of the Dark Night had hardly ever met with them.
Erebus completely ignored his own offsprings of bodily evolution, and Lady Night, only out of nominal consideration, had given a few of the nymphs she created with spiritual embryos to them.
None of them were endowed with divinity and transformed into demigods by Lady Night, not at all like the evidence of closeness between mother and child as Ker had claimed.
“Hadn’t Mother Night sought out Prince Laine before?” Themis speculated: “It might have been at that time that he and Princess Nyx created new life together.”
“Perhaps,” Cronus replied: “But since Princess Nyx has accepted the existence of the new life, there should be no problems with them.”
“When the time comes, I’ll go with you to see the Mother Goddess. The Chaos Terrain should also have some life that knows to revere the Divine King.”
Frowning slightly, Themis felt some dissatisfaction. Laine had created life in his own realm, and Cronus’s first reaction was actually ‘there might be problems’?
At least in her memory, Laine did not seem to have actively done anything to the Titans.
“You don’t understand.” Cronus shook his head and glanced at the face of the Goddess of Justice, but in the end, he said no more.
He certainly didn’t wish to broadcast his flawed thinking all over the world. If possible, he would rather nobody knew about the deficit in the origin of his godhood.
“Let’s leave it at that for now, Themis. By the time you’ve completed the draft of the codex, I’ll probably have already taken control of the throne of the Divine King. Then, I will support your actions in the name of the Divine King.”
“That would be for the best.”
Nodding, the Goddess of Justice still didn’t discuss Laine with Cronus in depth. To her, legislating was the most important matter at hand.
The past three hundred years were far from enough for her to understand all the loopholes in the current worldly laws. Now, with the help of the Codex of Creation, she could delve deeper into the rules of the world.
