Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality - Chapter 106

Chapter 106: Chapter 83 Ancient Star Core

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Just as Zeus and his “Think Tank” were immersed in plans for the future, to their northwest, near the continent, Hecate and Selene had just finished their own little adventure.

A brief confrontation ended, with Hecate easily dispatching her opponent—a monster with six heads and eight feet.

With her red shoes stepping on the monster’s head, Hecate raised a transparent crystal, examining it carefully.

Beneath her feet, despite the monster’s size, comparable to a mountain, it seemed incapable of bearing her weight. Despite its desperate struggles, it couldn’t move.

“Did you make yourself heavier?”

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Although Selene had seen her friend’s magical witchcraft more than once over the years, she still couldn’t fathom it.

As a deity, her life essence was exceedingly high. But without special training, her spirituality wasn’t very strong.

The essence of immortality, divine authority, and divine power, those were the fundamentals that set gods above the mortal plain. Without these, the children of Chaos might not be smarter or more capable than mortals.

Naturally, the Moon goddess couldn’t discern the mysteries behind the witchcraft and could only try to understand the principles from its appearance.

“No, in fact, I made it heavier.”

Shaking her head, Hecate stamped her foot. The monster didn’t react, suggesting that her own weight hadn’t changed.

“I enhanced the Earth’s attraction to it, and then this big guy ‘weighted’ himself. Can’t help it—creatures like this sea monster don’t know how to sever their connection to the Earth and freely soar in the sky.”

“Speaking of which, who knows what kind of people could create such bizarre forms of life; their sense of aesthetics is definitely questionable.”

Without a doubt, the creature before them wasn’t a creation of the Silver Age. It seemed to be a descendant of the ancient Sea God’s son, Phorcys, the wrath of the sea.

This Sea God, also known as the father of sea monsters, had sired thousands of sea creatures with Keto, who was yet to be reborn and acquire the divine authority of ‘beauty’ in the oceans. These sea monsters were not gods, but each possessed extraordinary power.

The one before them was probably several generations removed from the Sea Empress’s father. The divine essence within it was incredibly faint, leaving it completely vulnerable to Hecate’s witchcraft.

But the mortal bloodlines evident in it proved that its grotesque form wasn’t solely due to its sea monster lineage. Many things from the Golden Age were inherently strange.

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“O slate, do you know what this is?”

Holding up the crystal in her hand, under the unimpressed gaze of the Moon goddess, Hecate turned to the floating book next to her.

Like a treasure trove, whatever she encountered, the book she carried always had the answer.

[This is a star core from the stars of the ancient First Age]

[In that era, there were no Star Gods, and celestial bodies other than the sun and moon rarely emitted light]

[What you hold comes from a powerful Lightless star]

“So its precursor was a star in the sky? It doesn’t look anything like your sister’s children at all,”

Hecate said to Selene, pointing at her mouth, and the latter spread her hands and returned a smile.

The stars of the First Age were different from those that followed; they did not emit light. Some were born alongside the Lightless deity, while others were remnants of the Earth scattered at the dawn of creation.

Selene had heard from her mother that in those times, the Heavenly Father often took delight in his offspring. He threw the then-weak sun into the sea, which consequently led to the birth of the boiling water goddess. He also frequently shattered the symbols of divine authority belonging to Coeus, the god of the Lightless celestial bodies, causing many celestial bodies to break and fall to the mortal realm during that age.

The object before them was probably the core of an ancient star that had fallen into the ocean and was inadvertently discovered by that sea monster.

Although the sea monster did not understand how to use its power, instinct told it that the energy-rich crystal was beneficial.

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“Perhaps it could be made into a crystal ball. Using it for divination would probably be quite effective.”

Nodding in satisfaction, Hecate had no intention of simply drawing energy from the star core. Such a pure crystal could bear the utmost extent of the power invested by the Spirit Realm, through which one could glimpse the future.

So she placed the crystal stone into her small bag, now was not the time to deal with it. This ancient star core contained extraordinary power, only with special means could she shape it without losing its essence.

“Congratulations, Hecate, you’ve acquired another treasure,”

beside her, Selene offered her blessings in a timely manner.

She looked at Hecate’s bag with a tinge of envy, that kind of bag that could hold many things; she wanted one for herself.

Alas, according to Hecate, it was something that only wizards could utilize. Currently, she had no way to allow others to use it as well.

“Thank you. Speaking of which, Selene, how have you considered my previous suggestion?”

Her face bore a contented smile, but Hecate had not forgotten her friend.

In fact, a long time ago, she had proposed to teach Selene the secrets of witchcraft, but for some reason, despite seeming very tempted, the latter had never agreed.

This time, however, thinking about the close call with Zeus not long ago, Hecate felt that Selene might have a different answer.

“…I’ve thought about it for a long time, Hecate. Actually, the reason I rejected you before was not without cause.”

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Under Hecate’s expectant gaze, after hesitating for a while, Selene finally spoke.

“Before you were born, my father had conflicts with the deities that govern the Spirit Realm because of me. If you grant me access to the Spirit Realm, it might put you in danger as well.”

“So this has been your concern all along, you were afraid that we might be punished by some existence because of it?”

Dismissing it with a carefree twist of her mouth, Hecate pulled a floating book into her embrace.

“Oh slab of stone, if I teach the secrets of witchcraft to my friend, allowing her to meditate with the aid of the Spirit Realm, will she be in danger?”

She didn’t ask herself because she knew very well that she was not going to be in danger.

After all, the book in her hand resembled a legendary Divine Artifact, and the materials she tried to use to weave the Magic Net were the extremely pure strings of Spirituality. She wasn’t the famously foolish deity Epimetheus; how could she worry about her own safety?

But just because she was special, didn’t mean her friends could bask in the same light. So, to avoid mishaps, she still asked the question.

[No, but she can only meditate in your vicinity.]

[Hasten the preparation for the Magic Net. Compared to direct exposure to the Spirit Realm, drawing on pure Elements and Spiritual Power through the Magic Net is more suitable for beginners.]

Nowadays, the Spirit Realm was closer than ever to being fully open, yet it needed a bit more preparation. At this time, it wouldn’t be a joke if some beings managed to sneak in because of a carelessly made opening.

Moreover, direct confrontation with the Spirit Realm’s secrets is not a prerequisite for meditation; the power of Spirituality is scattered among all things. For deities, they can refine their spirit through ‘self-contemplation,’ without the need for the rudimentary methods of meditation.

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After all, what’s suitable is ultimately the best. Selene was just a little different.

The fellow sitting on Mount Sinai allowed exceptions for others apart from Hecate because she was the Moon Goddess. Although he wouldn’t return the concept of the Moon to her due to core interests, he didn’t mind opening a door of convenience in other areas.

“I told you, it’s fine.”

Ignorant of the intricacies behind the scenes, having received the answer she wanted, Hecate turned to her dear friend.

“…Then, I’ll give it a try.”

Although the sight of the Father God chased by dark mist, wounded and fleeing far away, still echoed in her mind, since she got the confirmation, the desire in Selene’s heart finally overcame her fear.

Thus, facing Hecate’s gaze, the Moon Goddess nodded firmly.