After crossing the long crack in the ground, Iapetus came to the gate of the underworld again. Unlike the ever-changing earth, the underworld is often the same for thousands of years. But this time, at the gate of the underworld, Iapetus saw a lake of fire in addition to the familiar Styx River. It was a part of the sun that fell, but it was stained with the mixed breath of the world and the outside world in the underworld, and it could no longer return to the sky. After standing and staring for a while, the God of Speech secretly warned himself that in Chaos, unless he had the unparalleled power of the two gods of the dark night, the level of strength could not determine his fate. His brother used to be so arrogant, but now he was locked in his own domain, watching his eldest son driving the chariot to do things for his enemies. "Hello, lady." He nodded slightly to the Styx with ease, and then did not get a response again. The God of Speech flew over the increasingly vast gray plain. But just like the humans before, some special lives caught his attention. Those are the undead, twisted lives made up of corpses, bones or something else. They exude a negative aura and are naturally hated by any living person. "There are more and more of these guys, even without corpses, they can be born naturally in the special environment of the underworld. If these lives - these undead dare to appear on the ground, the gods will definitely clean them up." Frowning, Iapetus did not delay and continued to fly towards the direction of the underworld moon.
After all, the underworld is not his residence. If the underworld gods like the goddess of deception and the god of destruction are willing to tolerate them, then there is no need for him to meddle in other people's affairs. The god of speech overlooks the earth in the sky, and in the underworld, a few undead lives with wisdom are also looking up at the sky. They see the stream of light across the sky, and the burning soul fire also contains disgust and hatred. They know that this kind of existence, this kind of life called "god" occasionally comes here. These "gods" on the ground are different from those in the underworld. Sometimes they just pass by, but sometimes they will kill the undead they see at will. Although they didn't know why, it was obvious that these beings didn't like them. Therefore, the undead were full of hatred for the "gods" on the earth, just as they hated the living on the earth. Unfortunately, in this era, mortals could not threaten the gods. No matter what they thought, they could not hurt the gods in the slightest. Soon, the underworld moon was in sight. Feeling the increasingly powerful breath of the core celestial body of the underworld, Iapetus spoke respectfully. "Respected goddess of the underworld moon, the master of magic and the dead, I am Iapetus. I come here to pay homage to the master of the spirit world by the order of the earth mother." The next moment, as in the past, Lyanna's figure appeared silently in front of him. "Come with me," she said, "the master wants to see you." ······· Crossing the invisible portal, the phantom of the seven-layer interface flashed before his eyes. In an instant, Iapetus seemed to feel thousands of lives talking in his ears, and endless light and shadows flashed by. Faintly, he seemed to see silver snakes dancing wildly in the sky, darkness and illusion intertwined, and a tall figure surrounded by the power of time and space held a blazing ball of light and pressed it hard to the east. But that was just a trance. When Iapetus woke up, he had really stepped on the sacred mountain of Sinaia, and everything returned to normal. "What did you see?" Lyanna asked, seeming to notice something strange. ". Some illusions, what do they represent?" Iapetus didn't know why the other party asked this, but he answered cautiously. "I don't know about illusions." Lyanna explained, shaking her head gently.
"As the spirit world grows stronger, time and space and fate are mixed here. Some beings who come here for the first time may accidentally see a corner of the future." "But don't worry, the fate of the spirit world is uncertain, and what you see may not come true." After answering the other party's doubts, Lyanna led the other party forward. Walking on the stone road, Iapetus found that he was not going to the central hall, but walking on a path leading to the back mountain. Following silently, he soon found his destination. That was the place where he had caught a glimpse of the Well of Origin when he created humans. And the Lord of the Spirit World was standing by the well, as if thinking about something. "Greetings to you, Your Highness." Before he got close, Iapetus bowed slightly and spoke respectfully. He tried his best to restrain his power and not give the other party any misunderstanding of using his priesthood. After all, he had no intention of doing so. ". Good morning, God of Speech." After a while, as if waking up from his thoughts, Ryan turned around and greeted him with a smile. The black robe covered his body, but for some reason, it gave Iapetus a strange and familiar feeling. He felt that he had seen this material somewhere, but now he couldn't remember it. "I have made many guesses about the direction of fate. After all, I have indeed changed it, but the change is not so complete." "I know that the silver human will definitely be born. But until you evaded Zephyros's surveillance and transformed into a giant snake to come to the residence of the Earth Mother, I was sure that the fate of the present world remained the same." His body was a little stiff. Iapetus didn't expect that his every move had been seen by others. He could accept the Lord of the Spirit World. Maybe the other party was really concerned about the Earth Mother of Delphi, but the God of the West Wind was actually around the Great Plains, but he passed by him without noticing. Fortunately, the unexpected idea made Iapetus not go directly, but transformed into a snake and rushed to the human tribe first, so he also avoided the surveillance of the God of the West Wind. "I don't know," he said, "I just want to see the humans near the oracle-" "So this is fate." "It will always achieve its goals in an unexpected way when you are not paying attention." Shaking his head slightly, when Iapetus went to the Earth Mother's residence, Ryan really felt the fluctuation of fate, which was the curse he imposed on Zephyros. That's why he noticed the two gods near Delphi. But this time, the uncertain fate and destiny stood on the same side, and they all wanted the Silver Age to come as scheduled. So under the complete power of destiny, everything seems so natural. "Tell me about your business. Did the Earth Mother ask you to get well water and create new life?" Lightly knocking on the jade-like well wall, looking at the clear and illusory liquid in the well, Ryan said. Iapetus has always been very self-aware of what Ryan meant by "destiny". That is something the God King should care about, and it has nothing to do with him now. "Yes, Your Highness. As you can see, the life of the Golden Age is about to end and the earth will reappear in the desolation of ten thousand years ago. Therefore, the Earth Mother decided to create life and entrusted me to come to ask for the water of the Well of Origin-" After a pause, he continued. "And because the repeated creation of life is too complicated, the Earth Mother hopes to enable life other than humans to gain the ability to reproduce." "When life can continue on its own, the two artifacts symbolizing life will be strengthened again."
Ryan nodded, not surprised at all. He is also looking forward to this day. Complete, reproducible life, only when they are born, can the spirituality, like the [sun] and [ocean], make rapid progress in the accumulation of divine power. "As you wish, you will get what you want. After all, the birth of new life is also beneficial to me." Ryan nodded and said, "Then go ahead. Creating life is not an easy task." "But with the help of your two children, I think you can do it well."