Prometheus rode his horse into Ureya's temple.
"What, Prophet, are you still not getting off your horse?”
Ureila couldn't help but say when he saw that this junior god had no intention of getting off his horse.
Prometheus shook his head." No need. I'll say a few words and make a deal with you. Then I'll leave."”
He could not get off his horse.
With this, Demeter's suppression was useless.
After being ridden by Prometheus for so long, this goddess would probably transform into a god and fight him to the death.
He wanted to discuss more important matters with Ureya, and he could not let Demeter ruin it.
"Then tell me."
Ureila did not intend to invite him down either. If there was something to say, he would just say it as soon as possible.
At this moment, a holy light rose from Prometheus 'body.
There were many descendants of Ureya in the temple.
Seeing Prometheus like this, they all had a different feeling.
Holy, bright, and hopeful, they appeared in this light at the same time.
"Didn't you say that there's another Sacred Mountain here?”
"Could it be that you're just trying to show off your inexplicable brilliance?”
In Ureila's eyes, Prometheus was indeed a little solemn, but what did this have to do with the Holy Mountain and his ascension to the Lord?
" This mountain is not somewhere else," Prometheus said lightly." It is in our hearts."”
"In my heart?"
Ureila was the Lord of the mountain range, and he had always had a mountain in his heart.
But could this mountain become a sacred mountain?
"You brat, are you making fun of me?”
Suddenly, Ureila looked at Prometheus coldly.
Prometheus ignored him. He suddenly lowered his head and looked at Ureya and his many descendants.
A look of pity appeared in his eyes.
Then, a bright light shone, and a tall mountain seemed to appear.
On this mountain, there was laughter, purity, and sacred honor.
This seemed to be a holy mountain.
"This mountain is in our hearts, in the hearts of all living beings.”
"However, one day, this mountain will rise and will be on top of Mount Olympus.”
"There is no need for the sun and the moon to shine high up in the sky.”
"There's no need to climb so steep. There's a path to heaven.”
"There's no need for the world to look up. The door to heaven will open.”
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At this moment, Ureila could vaguely see a trace of Prometheus 'Divine Path from his display.
This Divine Road was boundless and had a kind of boldness that he had never seen before.
Even his former brother, the God of the Sky, the first God King Uranus who had founded the Divine Court, was inferior to him.
Uranus was bold enough to make Mount Olympus the sacred mountain of the divine realm of Kaos after three generations.
The Prophet in front of him might be able to do it.
"The mountain is a good mountain, but it's not easy to make it real.”
Even if Prometheus showed the Divine Path, it only meant that he could build such a sacred mountain.
Possibility was just a possibility.
The rise of Mount Olympus had been planned by Uranus and managed by Cronus for many years. It was not until Zeus 'generation that it was finally established.
Many powerful gods were either killed, suppressed, or subdued in this process.
And if Prometheus were to really erect the Holy Mountain, the enemies in front of him would only increase.
"How can it be easy for a deity to walk the path ahead?”
Prometheus looked at Ureya and said,""When you followed Uranus, you took an easy path.”
"But success is because it's easy, and failure is also because it's easy.”
"Once Uranus goes, Cronus will casually push you down from the Ruler's Realm.”
"There's still a path ahead, you might as well try.”
Prometheus said no more.
The seed of Mountain Paradise had already been planted by this ancient Mountain God. It was up to him to make his own choice.
Ureila fell silent for a long time.
After a long time, he finally spoke.
"What do you need me to do?"
The meaning behind his words was obvious. He wanted to hear more about Prometheus.
" You are the master of the mountain range," Prometheus said." You are the oldest mountain range in the world.”
"Right now, I need a primordial mountain peak that came out with you when you were born.”
The divine domain of Chaos was rather peculiar. The birth of matter came from the same source as the gods.
In the primal chaos, only the earth, darkness, hell, night, and mating were born.
These five were the five original Rulers.
Later, Gaia gave birth to Uranus, and thus the ancient sky. And gave birth to Pontus, and thus to the ancient sea; He gave birth to Ureya, and thus the ancient mountain range.
What he wanted was the mountain peak of the most ancient mountain range in the divine territory of Chaos.
"Do you know that every mountain represents a part of my essence?”
Ureila's eyes sparkled as he looked at Prometheus.
"Of course I know, but in order to gain something, you have to pay something. You are an ancient god, so you should understand this principle, right?”
There was another long silence. Prometheus wasn't in a hurry. He let him think.
"Alright, I'll give you the mountain peak. I hope you won't disappoint me.”
In the end, Ureila's face turned pale. A miniature mountain appeared in his hand and he handed it to Prometheus.
Prometheus took the mountain and laughed."Mountain Lord, you won't be disappointed.”
"One day, you will be sitting high on Mount Paradise.”
With the item in hand, Prometheus did not linger.
He drove his female horse and left the temple, leaving the Ureila Mountains.
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"Father, did you really give Prometheus your source?”
"Moreover, Father, you haven't even signed a contract with him. What if he goes back on his word?”
"That's right. This guy is also a descendant of the Titan God. He's not on good terms with us.”
As soon as Prometheus left, the children of Ureila began to voice their dissatisfaction.
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