Myth: I am God!

Chapter 128 God's Design: The Wand and the Statue (Two-in-One)

Heaven, the highest heaven.

Gods and their messengers walk among the clouds, watching over everything on earth.

In the highest heavens, the clouds are like water.

A majestic phantom stands above all things, shining like light upon everything.

Yahweh had been keeping an eye on Isaac's movements and knew everything that had happened to him. After hearing the elf's story, he became very curious about the North the elf spoke of.

As far as he knows, the present world is mainly composed of Middle-earth and Southern Continent.

And according to Lucifer's discoveries, perhaps beyond the insurmountable mountains to the east lies a mysterious...

Unknown areas; the north, beyond endless glaciers and snowfields, also possesses unique ecology and territory;

To the far west lies an endless ocean, dotted with a few large islands, while further on, it is shrouded in endless mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

In general, the Central Land is the largest, most expansive, and most abundant in resources. The closer a region is to the Central Land, the more vibrant and dynamic it is; the farther away it is, the more barren and chaotic it becomes.

After a moment's thought, Yahweh summoned Lucifer and asked him to recount everything he had seen on the northern ice plains when he led the Morning Star Legion, so that he could deduce something from it.

Lucifer was very obedient. After learning that the Lord was calling him, he only showed off three times in front of the angels, made a few sarcastic remarks to Michael, and then flew comfortably to the highest heaven.

Lucifer descended from the clouds, his twelve wings folded, and he knelt on one knee, bowing his proud head only to God.

Yahweh asked Lucifer to recount his experiences on the road, and Lucifer answered truthfully—

While crossing the northern ice plains, he rescued a group of people migrating south from the north.

After doing all this, Lucifer actually traveled some distance further north, attempting to traverse the vast, sprawling snowfields and glaciers.

However, as the angels were about to reach the end of the ice field, they encountered the same predicament they had faced when trying to cross the eastern mountains and plateaus: their wings were bound and they could not use them, nor could they exert their divine power and authority.

Even the essence of the soul began to gradually dissipate.

Lucifer had no choice but to lead his legion back the way they came.

At this point, Lucifer recalled their journey through sandstorms and deserts in the Southern Continent, and he suddenly made a connection, telling Yahweh, "The Southern Continent is the same; it seems to have reached some kind of end, and then it becomes insurmountable."

After receiving this news from Lucifer, Yahweh nodded, praised Lucifer, and then Lucifer, as if drunk and bubbling with joy, returned to the City of Heaven...

In the highest heavens.

The silly crow was drifting aimlessly.

It's starting to want to go play with the angels.

After Yahweh integrated the information he had gathered, he had a general idea: "The southern continent is based on Egyptian mythology, while the northern region is about searching for the World Tree fragments according to the spirits Isaac encountered." This was probably the Norse pantheon, but it shouldn't be the time period he was familiar with from his previous life...

"The World Tree has been destroyed, but the gods of the North still exist. That must be sometime after Ragnarok."

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Thinking about it.

Yahweh glanced at the raven that was lost in thought to itself.

With a wave of his hand, the raven was captured by an irresistible, inviolable, and seemingly immortal force that transcended fate, and slowly drifted into Yahweh's hand.

The crow did not struggle.

The crows are used to it.

"Lord, what great plans do you have?"

"The crow asked."

Yahweh smiled and replied, "Perhaps I have a clue about how to find your lost soul and your lost memories."

"However, it will take some time..."

The crow, stunned and tilting its head, was overjoyed upon hearing this.

It burst forth directly from Yahweh's hand, flapping its wings and circling around. The angels and righteous people of that heavenly city, in their palaces, could hear the echoing cawing of crows from the horizon.

Yahweh ignored the ravens and turned his gaze back to Isaac on the ground.

At present.

Isaac was a very important piece in his game.

Not only did they pursue Medusa alongside Perseus to the far west, to find the cave that could only be found by the so-called "destined one," and retrieve the scroll spoken of by the goddess of night...

It will also become a banner for spreading the faith in God in the future.

The Olympian pantheon is descended from the creator gods of Middle-earth, and their beliefs are deeply rooted.

Even in Argos before that, Catholicism only accounted for about one-third of the population, while the rest were followers of various miscellaneous Olympian gods.

Angels do not wield the authority bestowed upon them in this world. Their exercise of the power granted by the Well of Wisdom depends more on the soul essence given by faith. Compared to the gods who are born to hold authority, angels are spirits born of faith.

Now, Argos's faith has been almost entirely absorbed by Archangel Gabriel, and this faith is only enough for Gabriel to elevate himself to a level approaching that of a supreme god...

According to Yahweh's speculation, if the belief in the Kingdom of Heaven could sweep across the entire Middle Kingdom...

Furthermore, the faith of Heaven is widespread even in regions beyond the Middle Kingdom, so the archangels of Heaven should all be able to rise to a level close to that of a god-king.

But... if all faith were attributed to one person.

And Yahweh was with him...

The raven perched on God's shoulder, and Yahweh pondered his grand vision for the future.

After the initial excitement subsided, the raven looked down to the world below, to where Isaac was. It flapped its wings and pointed to a corner of the present world, saying, "Lord, Isaac is about to embark on his journey."

Immediately, Yahweh pulled himself out of his jumbled thoughts and erased the illusions of the past and the future.

His great gaze penetrated the barriers of clouds and the world, reaching the present world.

"We've arrived. At this moment, the magic crystal is the key to dispelling this poisonous fog."

Faced with Isaac and Thales' questions, the elf girl Isaac raised her staff and demonstrated it to everyone.

She manipulated the vines and vegetation, digging out several gleaming magic crystals from the soil. The moment the magic crystals were unearthed by the plants, the poisonous fog that had been blocked outside the forest surged into the forest like a flood.

The once lush vegetation withered and died the instant it was corroded by the poisonous fog.

"Magic crystals can absorb this poisonous fog. By arranging several magic crystals according to the relevant circuits, it can effectively absorb over a large area, blocking the poisonous fog from entering..."

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As the elven girl spoke, she retrieved the magic crystals from her hand and used vines and branches to entwine them, embedding them in a specific order to create a verdant scepter...

As the poisonous fog reached them, she raised her scepter and waved it gently. In an instant, the poisonous fog that had caused all things to wither was dispersed into the air as if it had been illuminated by sunlight.

"Okay!"

Elsa looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

Then, it was handed to Thales, who was standing to the side in a daze.

Before Thales could recover from the elven girl's smooth manipulation, a scepter made of vines and branches was thrust into his hand. The scepter formed a small protective area, dispelling all the poisonous mist around Thales.

"Hehe, aren't I awesome!"

Seeing the shock in Thales' eyes, the elven girl was extremely proud.

Isaac and Perseus exchanged a glance but said nothing.

"You... the circuitry of this magic crystal is exactly the same as the craftsmanship I saw in Athens for making magical weapons!"

"Good heavens, that thing is forbidden. Only advanced scholars and above have the right to investigate it... Furthermore, the complex etheric circuit and the blending of elements are secret formulas that cannot be passed on to outsiders."

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How did you find out?

Elsa placed the bright green hat on her head and said with a touch of Versailles, "Ah? Isn't this something you just learn by feeling?"

"The magic of Middle-earth, though it differs in many ways from that of the North..."

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"But they're basically the same; you just need to slightly change the approach."

"The magic crystals attract ether, which then differentiates into elements..."

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"It's not difficult."

The scholar Thales remained silent for a long time.

In Athens.

Scholars who can learn witchcraft, as well as the structure and circuits of ether, are generally called legendary scholars.

And those things you can't understand.

Then one is a senior scholar.

The group left the forest, crossed the putrid river, and arrived at the misty wasteland on the other side.

The sunlight could not penetrate the emerald green poisonous fog, which corroded everything in its path.

That wasteland, after twenty years, has once again become a barren desert, devoid of any life, only death and decay—this is the characteristic of the monster...

Even if they don't actually attack, the mere release of these substances around them is enough to cause terrifying damage and impact on the ecosystem and the surrounding environment.

After traveling for several days, the group discovered uncollected skeletons on the wasteland.

Isaac stepped forward and looked around. He saw familiar armor and a banner, which was stuck diagonally in the ground. Rows of skeletons lay scattered across the wasteland...

Isaac looked at Perseus and saw that tears were already welling up in Perseus's eyes.

Perseus stepped forward, bent down, and gently touched the skeleton's armor. He then gently pulled up the tattered Holy Cross flag, which was stuck diagonally in the ground and swaying in the mist, and remained silent for a long time.

Thales and Isa gradually followed, and when they saw the bones scattered all over the ground, they were so frightened that they took a step back.

At that moment, Perseus slowly rose, planted the Holy Cross banner behind him, and looked into the distance shrouded in mist. He sighed, "They...are the most valiant warriors of Argos."

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"Also a warrior of God..."

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Isaac added.

The soldiers who survived the Medusa disaster.

Groups of people emerged from the major fortresses, carrying fluttering holy banners, calling upon the survivors to embark on a journey home.

However, the pervasive poisonous fog caused them to lose their way, and they were gradually eroded and their flesh was corrupted on the wasteland.

Their spirits found their homeland, their souls returned to heaven, but their remains are forever buried on this sorrowful land.

The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Even the usually cheerful elf girl, Elsa, was somewhat melancholy at this moment. Although elves have long lifespans, she had followed many human tribes and witnessed many deaths during their southward migration.

These skeletons are like those who perished during that southward migration.

It stirred up her painful memories.

We stepped over the long stretch of corpses that stretched for hundreds of meters.

Isaac, with his excellent eyesight, could vaguely make out a huge outline at the edge of the distant mist, which looked like a small mountain. As he drew closer, Isaac recognized it: "It's a fortress, or a small city-state..."

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Perseus, carrying the Holy Cross banner and drawing his sword, led the way like an army.

And upon reaching the foot of that fortress.

The group vaguely saw figures in the shadows of the mist.

Right next to the city gate, the city gate was open.

"It's a person."

"Have they also found a way to resist poison gas?"

Perseus seemed somewhat surprised upon seeing this.

This is a fortress he once left soldiers to guard. If the wizards could use the magic crystals to dispel the poisonous fog, perhaps those soldiers would still be alive!

He quickened his pace and rushed ahead of the three.

The prince held aloft the sacred banner, attempting to bring hope to his desperate people.

However, his figure in the mist suddenly stopped at a certain moment.

They stood there, stunned and bewildered.

Not moving at all.

Even the Holy Cross flag in his hand fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Isaac and the others rushed forward, but they quickly realized why Perseus was stunned—it wasn't a human figure...

They are stone statues, lifelike stone statues that look just like real people.

Thales was convinced that even the best artists in Athens could not sculpt such lifelike expressions and muscle textures, as if they were real people... real people?

Suddenly realizing this, Thales felt a chill run down his spine, and his scalp tingled...

He recalled the historical text he had secretly read, a text once considered taboo in Athens.

The records in those ancient texts detail Medusa's experiences and past...

And the bizarre and terrifying witchcraft that comes with transforming into a monster—

"Petrification..."

"The legend is true."

"That's Medusa's petrification..."

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Thales gasped in alarm.

All three looked at him, and Thales continued, "Legend has it that Medusa possessed a pair of eerie, poisonous eyes."

"Any living being that looks directly at her... will turn to stone."

"That was her most powerful and bizarre witchcraft after she transformed into a Gorgon..."

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"At that time, half the people of Athens were transformed into terrifyingly perfect statues by Medusa, so much so that a legend has been passed down in Athens ever since."

"Do not desecrate any statue; perhaps the one you desecrate is a living person..."

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The group remained silent for a long time after listening.

The wind could not disperse the shrouding poisonous fog, as if it covered not only the plains—

It also lingered in everyone's hearts.

"Let's—look around, just in case there are survivors?"

Perseus's voice was filled with longing and trembled slightly.

Isaac nodded, and the others naturally had no objections.

One is the crown prince of a great nation, the other is a walking god.

Elsa and Thales were just a traveler and a scholar, so what could they do but go along with them?

The group followed Perseus into the city, where stone statues of soldiers with varying expressions of fear and confusion stood on either side of the city gate.

Perseus sadly stroked the stone statues of the soldiers one by one. What saddened him even more was that he saw some familiar faces, such as the officer who had defended Mycenae with eight hundred men until Perseus arrived.

He was once a mighty golden warrior—but now he has turned into a stone statue.

The group continued forward and arrived at the center of the fortress, where thousands of stone statues stood.

However, his feelings differed from those of Isaac and Perseus.

Thales and Isa always felt a sense of unease, and when they passed by these lifelike stone statues, they felt a strange fear, though they didn't know what they were afraid of.

Are they afraid the stone statue will come to life?

Thales chuckled to himself, reassuring himself that there was no such record in the ancient texts.

"Do you feel—these things are watching us?"

The sweet voice of the elf Elsa rang in Thales' ears.

Thales felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

As soon as he turned his head, he suddenly saw the face of a ferocious soldier statue with empty eyes staring intently at him.

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