Looking at the golden blood droplets that emanated divine fluctuation in front of him as if they were burning in flames, Apollo fell into contemplation.
Creator, this is in that game; so many copies have.
For example, the Etheric Divine Body that god's world of creation Melmed, that similar Cthulhu background high on magic drugs into the world of the original creator, and the Aragon Continent's Lord of Origin, I wonder which one of these is the blood.
But no matter which one it is, any existence that can be called Creator, the rank should not be lower than the Earth Mother and their Main Gods.
So, Apollo used his divine power to check the golden blood drop in his hand.
But when his divine power came into contact, the golden blood suddenly let out a blazing light, like a flame, and merged into Apollo's body.
"Well?" Apollo was a little surprised.
This was when he suddenly felt a majestic and pure power rise within his body, with a fiery and divine aura spreading between his body and soul.
Boom!
Steeply, he released a dazzling glow from his body.
An incomparably sacred and supreme divine might pervades from his body, enveloping the entire Delphi in the blink of an eye.
"This aura, is it from Apollo?"
Artemis, who was guarding the outside of the temple, could not help but stare up in surprise, gazing at the temple beside her, her cheeks carrying a hint of shock.
She perceived an exotic sense of sacredness and heaviness in her breath.
She was like a child not yet born facing her parents.
What's going on? Why do I feel like I'm looking at my old father, who died so many years ago? I want to cry.
Is that how you feel? I feel like a solemn gospel is ringing in my ears, and my soul is being purified.
I don't know why, but I am warm all over, and my old wounds of many years are healed.
"What a miracle, this must be a gift from the God of light."
In all parts of Delphi, under the faint divine power, many people could not help but give birth to an incomparable solemnity in their hearts.
Adoration looked toward the majestic temple at the center of the city-state of Delphi.
A radiant divine light emanated from there, enveloping each of their hearts.
Originally because of all the changes of the day, the terrifying battle between the gods, and the tight confusion of the spirit, it was quiet and relaxed.
All of them involuntarily bent down, raised their right fist, lightly knocked on their eyebrows, and chanted reverently.
"Great God of light, you are the brightest star in the vast sky, the Lord of mercy and discernment; your light will surely travel in the sky, earth, sea, and in the hearts of all spirits …"
"Praise the Light!"
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Listening to the burst of prayers outside, Apollo suddenly opened his golden eyes and looked around, filled with profundity.
The world in the eyes of the gods was often different from that of mortals.
The eyes of mortals could only see the appearance of things formed after the refraction of light, while the gods could see through the most minor composition of each kind of thing and even the laws and rules of them.
Apollo had a trick called "the sight of the sun," a kind of magic that allowed him to see things more deeply.
Open "the sight of the sun" and the gods fighting. Apollo could detect the changes in god's divine power to determine the next move.
It can be said that it was a very powerful divine art of perception.
But at this moment, after incorporating that drop of golden divine blood, the world he could see was much more vast than before.
Looking at the stone slab on the ground,?his mind automatically floated the material of this slab that was mined from that mountain range, who mined it, including the craftsman who carved it.
Looking at the wind flowing around him,?he could know that it was the sea breeze flowing from the Aegean Sea, once brushing the hair of a wise man on the coast, brushing against an eagle in the sky.
And in the future, this wind would flow from Delphi to Athens, to an island on the east coast.
It would blow on the head of a fish leaping from the waves, and that fish would be caught by a fisherman two years later.
The fisherman would meet a beautiful wife and give birth to three sons, the youngest of whom would become a good merchant, and his thirteenth grandson would become a king.
In an instant, from a slab of stone and a breeze around him, Apollo saw the past, present, and future.
"This is the eye of Omniscience."
Golden eyes flashed a radiant light blink, and Apollo looked solemn.
The blood of the creator did not give his divine power much of a boost, only barely healing his injuries from that battle with Zeus.
But his bloodline level had been raised again while giving him two new divine positions.
One was 'creation', and the other was combined with his original 'prophecy' priesthood to become a priesthood called 'omniscience'.
The eye of Omniscience was his outward manifestation.
These eyes could trace the past of anything and see the future of anything.
Transcending time beyond space penetrated everything in the universe.
As long as the divine power was strong enough, he could see the chaos and nothingness before creation and the ultimate eternal view after the end of the years.
As for 'creation', his most superficial use was to create things, to change divine power into matter, but the real deeper use was to build authority and priesthood.
As he knew, each god had only his own priesthood and his sphere of authority. Otherwise, it was no different from ordinary people.
Even as powerful as Zeus, he had not used the authority of the King of Gods. Let him use thunder to split invincible people, but let him roll some waves to guide the soul. He could not do it.
Because he did not have that kind of authority.
But the 'creator' priesthood could create any kind of existence authority temporarily, and the strength and effect were the same as in the original version.
"Isn't that 'omnipotence'?"
Apollo whispered, 'omniscience' plus 'omnipotence'. This was indeed the configuration of the creator.
Only when people talk about omniscience and omnipotence do they mean that they could do everything they could think of, knew everything, were omnipotent and omnipresent and had reached the ultimate in breadth and depth.
Here he was more comprehensive, breadth had, and depth had to wait for the divine power to rise to a higher level.
Rubbing his chin, he suddenly said: "Creation authority, King of Gods' authority, should also count, right?"
So saying, he could not help but stretch out his hand, recalling the appearance of Zeus when he unleashed the power of the King of Gods.
A great invisible power slowly gathered up.