Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 950 - 392 Underground_3

Chapter 950: Chapter 392 Underground_3 Chapter 950 -392 Underground_3 After a long while, when the sun sets and all things return to the embrace of night, the lives upon the earth sink one by one into slumber.

Beneath the profound darkness, a calm voice suddenly arises from the forest.

“…”

“How is it? You’ve seen for yourself. They should meet your requirements.”

“Aren’t they quite indistinguishable from humans?”

The voice startles a flock of birds, and in the next moment, as if they had been there all along, two figures silently emerge mid-air.

Glancing at the entrance to the underground not far away, Zeus does not hide his admiration.

“Indeed, not bad. Their prowess has even surpassed over ninety-nine percent of humans.”

“Their strength may not be formidable, but that is due to the lack of divine blood running through them… However, sometimes this very weakness is precisely what I need.”

“I had no idea you also had such accomplishments in the realm of creation.”

Elves, or more specifically, ‘Dark Elves’.

Once created by the hand of the Goddess of Life herself, by the Lord of Darkness.

In the Mortal Realm underground realm of Chaos, they have already been active for a very long time; it was only recently that Zeus began to notice their existence.

And just upon seeing them, he could not help but marvel.

Never having gone through the evolution of the Three Generations of Humans or having wielded the dominion over Life, the Lord of Darkness somehow managed to create this independently evolving race capable of providing faith.

By contrast, Zeus himself had made more than one attempt in secrecy, but the life he managed to create was either a subspecies of humans unable to break free from restrictions or beings like the Golden Generation that couldn’t provide sufficient faith.

Most of the time, the Spirit Realm’s cycle of samsara didn’t even recognize them as a separate life form, utterly withholding souls from them.

Having tasted failure, Zeus knew just how difficult this was.

The Deity Race upon earth went through four generations before humans as they are known today came into existence.

And yet Erebus merely extended a slight effort and created such a perfect species.

Even if it were not for the fact that these elves had their own ‘Creator’ and their relatively scarce numbers, it is likely that the elves would have had the capacity to supplant humans.

For a time, the previously somewhat inflated heart of the Divine King settles down once more.

Leveraging the power of the Fruit of One Day to inherit the bulk of the strength from The King of All Monsters, Zeus thought he was progressively closing the gap with these Primordial Deities.

But now, it seems he still has a long way to go.

“It was just a casual creation, not worth mentioning.”

“Actually, I’ve never been concerned with their wellbeing.”

He speaks lightly, tentatively acknowledging this fact.

However, Erebus certainly doesn’t intend to explain the fact that he obtained the corpses of alien elves and dwarves from the dark and underground realm of Svartalfheim and easily created life from this basis.

After all, he did make localized modifications to make them more in line with the aesthetics of the Chaos Deity Race. So from this perspective, to say that these were his creations isn’t entirely incorrect.

“Alright, Zeus, speak of your reasons.”

“I remember you were not as eager about the Abyss before; what happened, have you suffered a setback at sea and now seek to regain ground?”

“A mere projection of power, you shouldn’t be unable to handle it… Is such a trifle really worth coming to see me?”

His gaze remains calm and indifferent. The Lord of Darkness’s look sweeps over the Divine King and eventually rests on the entrance that leads straight to the underground, as though seeing through to the Underworld behind it.

In his conversation, he seems uninterested in Zeus’ prior proposition. But only he himself knows that at this very moment, he too is quite eager.

Not long ago, Zeus’ avatar had made his way into the Underworld, solely to pursue the God of Sleep but ultimately stopped at the edge of the domain of Eternal Night.

He questioned the Three-headed Demon Dog about what had transpired here then left behind his own methods. However, from start to finish, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a third witness present.

The domain of Eternal Night and Lightlessness envelops the Underworld, circling the entire fabric of Time. Thus, what happened at the entrance, Erebus likewise watched.

But unlike Zeus’ various speculations about Nyx, Erebus was not at all surprised that Hypnos could enter the realm of Eternal Night.

Countless eons ago, he had witnessed Hypnos emerge from it, and now returning, there was nothing unusual.

And while Nyx probably had never paid any heed to him, just like she had never cared for the creatures born from the power of Eternal Night to become deities of the Underworld.

Erebus might not care about the existence of Hypnos, but that doesn’t mean he’s indifferent to other matters.

That day, as the observing Lord of Darkness suddenly remembered, although he had been keeping an eye on Laine, there seemed to be something he had overlooked.

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He recalled that the first time he confronted Laine, which was during the transition of the second epoch, he traced the power within the souls of the Silver Humanity to discover the birth of an interface within the Abyss.

Being a Primordial Deity himself, Erebus was well aware of how chaotic Tartarus’s Chronology could be.

Countless years in the outside world have passed, and within, an unknown stretch of time has elapsed.

The question then arose, what has become of the interfaces within the Abyss after such a prolonged time? What changes have occurred within Tartarus, and what difficulties might it have encountered?

One who does not plan for the eternal future cannot plan for a single moment.

The Lord of Darkness did not know, but he undoubtedly wished to.

Hence, even if Zeus had not sought him out, perhaps he himself would have found a pretext to pique the other’s interest soon after.

With the current God King taking the forefront, his own targets would undoubtedly be much smaller.