I'm starting a mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 142: Taking care of the baby? Can't I just let it roam free?

Under the extreme pressure of death, Mo Gui successfully allowed his body to give birth to a breath of life. Although it was extremely weak, it was terribly tenacious and stubbornly resisted the law of death, allowing Mo Gui to be reborn from the dead, completely embracing the law of death and becoming a true god.

"World Tree, look, I told you I could succeed!"

[Yes, it succeeded, and it cost me a whole little world. ]

The World Tree's tone was sour. This flower had finally bloomed, and it was used up like this. Although it was not a loss in exchange for a true God, but... the World Tree still felt it was not worth it.

Obviously, you can become a true God just by waiting for it to bear fruit, so why take such a big risk?
It totally couldn't understand Mogui's risky move!

For it, as long as it absorbs nutrients step by step, grows latently, and then it can become a world tree that transcends all living beings. Adventure does not exist in its cognition.

But Mogui disagrees with this. The risks are huge, but the benefits are also huge!

Not just death, he now had life in his body.

"World Tree, do you know why there is so much death here?"

The World Tree slowly formed a question mark [? ]Hasn't this question been asked before? This is an altar built for the God of Death, so isn't it normal for there to be a smell of death?
Mo Gui smiled. After mastering the Law of Death, although it was only a small part of the Law of Death, Mo Gui's abilities had also changed greatly.

He now has enough power to explore death, and the reason why there is enough breath of death here is clearly visible to him.

Mogui couldn't wait to show off his new ability to the World Tree. He introduced: "Back then, the Aztec civilization encountered an unprecedented plague, and the entire civilization was almost wiped out by this plague."

"A priest at the time proposed a method of offering sacrifices to the god of death to pray for forgiveness of death, and this pyramid was built in this way."

"Because the entire Aztec civilization was suffering from plague at the time, they were unable to collect enough captives for sacrifice."

So they used animals instead?

"That's right!"

"They killed tens of thousands of prey, from bison to snakes, insects, rats and ants, as well as humans dying of the plague."

"They sacrificed everything they could. This place is like the underworld. All living things on earth were brought here, underground!"

[In a sense, this place does fit the definition of the underworld. ]

"That's right, that's why the breath of death gathered here, after the spiritual energy revived."

Mo Gui was very happy. His sudden idea of ​​going to Mexico to accommodate the Law of Death was the right choice. Was this a whim or an inspiration warning?
If this underground pyramid is left unattended, in this era of spiritual revival, perhaps within a hundred years, it will become a small world of its own, a small world filled with the breath of death. By then, a true original god of death might jump out of it, and then it will be a lot of fun!

But not anymore!

Mo Gui will not leave this place alone. If he leaves it alone, it will continue to gather the breath of death. Perhaps hundreds of years later it will still breed dead creatures because it really fits the definition of the underworld!
Deep underground, unknown to the world, in the place where all life dies, there is a grand altar where clear sacrifices have been performed. Such conditions cannot be found anywhere else in the world.

But now that Mo Gui is here, this place is destined to belong to him!

【Would you like to take it away? 】

"Take him away? No! What a waste! I want to help him!"

As divine power surged, the blood flowing through the pyramid began to glow, and the blood-red light illuminated the entire underground cave.

Mo Gui is accelerating the birth of the small world. As the true god of the law of death, he has the power to do so.

His blood became nutrients, bringing a glimmer of life to the world of death. The seeds placed here as sacrifices began to take root and sprout under the soaking of blood. Soon they occupied the entire underground cave and became the representatives of life here.

"Lord Pluto, do we need to fight?"

Minos rushed in from outside and knelt down at Mogui's feet.

The moment Mogui successfully accommodated the Law of Death, Minos immediately felt the breath of Mogui because of the disturbance of the law. In his memory, this was the breath of Pluto.

He immediately flew over from Europa, although the disturbance of the law lasted only for a moment, preventing him from accurately positioning the Mo Rule.

However, the birth of the God of Death could not be without external manifestations. On the ground above the cave, large areas of plants and animals lost their lives at the moment Mo Gui became a god. The entire forest and the earth were a decayed grayish-white color.

In Minos' eyes, this was a clear guiding light, but when he flew above the forest of death, he could clearly feel that Mogui was underground.

If he wasn't worried about being disrespectful to Mo Gui by punching through the ground, he would have rushed down directly from the top of the cave instead of finding the entrance of the cave and circling around underground before reaching Mo Gui. Look at the blood all over the ground. This blood carries the power of Hades. Who made Lord Hades bleed so much?
He, Minos, will tear him into pieces! Did Hades do it himself?

That's okay, Lord Pluto must have his own deeper meaning!
"Minos, you've come at the right time. What do you think of this place?"

"My Lord, this place is stained with your divine blood. I don't think anyone else can set foot here."

Not only did Minos say this, he also did it. Although he was kneeling, he was suspended in the air, and his body did not touch the ground at all, because the ground was covered with Mogui's blood. What was the difference between stepping on it and stepping on the body of Hades?
This is disrespectful!
"Minos, I'm not asking you to look at these. Feel it carefully. What's different about this place?"

Minos did whatever Hades said. He released all his strength and began to sense the difference here. This pure and rich breath of death was worthy of being the place where Lord Hades descended, but there was a different breath. What was this?
Is this the breath of life?
Where does the breath of life come from in the land of the dead where Pluto stands? Could it be...

"Lord Hades, is the Queen of Hades here too?"

When talking about the Queen of the Underworld, there was a flash of disdain and disgust in Minos' eyes. Considering their identities, this was also disrespectful, but Minos did not think so.

As for the identity background story that Mogui made up for Persephone, it was good enough that Minos, a high-ranking official in the underworld, was just rude to her. At least he didn't hit her!

As someone arranged by Zeus to go to the underworld to seize the power of death, it was lucky that she did not drown in the River Styx.

Minos didn't know that Persephone had been arranged into the sanctuary by Mogui, so he thought that she brought vitality here. After all, she was the goddess of spring, and it was her authority to make all things grow.

But Mo Gui said that this was my power and it had nothing to do with her. How did you sense it?
"Persephone has entered the Sanctuary and become a Saint. How could she be here?"

"This is my power! The purest life born from death!"

"Rejoice Minos, the underworld will have its own people!"

Along with Mo Gui's declaration, a hand stretched out from his blood. The hand as white as jade was flowing with blood beads as bright as rubies, and it was so conspicuous in this blood-red world.

Only gods have been able to be born in the underworld, and everything else can only be obtained from the earth. The only thing that can grow in the underworld is the red spider lily, all kinds of red spider lily.

But not anymore!
Now that Pluto has the power of life, the underworld will no longer have only the monotonous red spider lilies, and most importantly, the underworld will have its own people!
This made Minos tremble with excitement, he could finally take a vacation!
As the judge of the underworld, Minos works 007 without a day off. The only rest time he can find is when he goes out to fight in the holy war. Even fighting has become his vacation time. I can't even describe how miserable his life is.

The biggest reason for such a hard life is that no one can take his place. Everyone in the underworld has his own responsibilities, and because the number of gods in the underworld is actually pitifully small, everyone is working with multiple duties. He has thought about finding someone from the dead to take over his shift, but no one is capable!

Those who can stay in the underworld are all good people. These people are all soft-hearted and soft-hearted. The sentences and punishments are so light that the scales of judgment can directly smash them to death. Minos dare not let them take his place.

Now, as long as the native underworld races are specially trained, they will never have any mercy on the creatures on earth and will definitely strictly enforce the laws of the Judgment Code.

Finally someone can take his place!
Hail! Hail Pluto!
He was so excited that tears came out of his eyes, which scared Mo Gui. What stimulated you to be so excited?
Mogui immediately asked World Tree to find out what Minos was thinking. It turned out that the office worker could have a vacation. No wonder he was so excited.

The hand that stretched out from the sea of ​​blood struggled hard and pulled her upper body out of the blood. Her long gray hair stuck to her white skin, making her look like a ghost. It was so white that it seemed to be glowing.

Two pointed ears indicated that she was not human. The most noticeable thing was her eyes. The whites of her eyes were not white but black.

"Ah, Aba, ah~"

This newly born life recognized at first sight that Mo Gui was her creator, her father, and her mother. She waved her arms towards Mo Gui, wanting Mo Gui to hug her.

At this time, Mogui had a question: "Minos, can you take care of the child?"

"will not."

Minos really wouldn't do that. He was a king when he was alive. Which king would raise his own children?
Mo Gui was even less likely to do that. Although he had a child, Artemis, she was left alone on the moon and he never took her with him.

"Who in the underworld would take care of a child?"

Minos thought for a moment and said, "Alcmene should be able to do it, but she may not want to take care of a child this old. Besides, Lady Hecate might be able to do it."

When talking about Hecate, Minos's face didn't look good. This goddess of the underworld was very powerful, because her authority included the accidental part of the law of fate, which made her love gambling. The only casino in the underworld was opened by her. Minos once lost two hundred years of his salary there and wrote a bunch of IOUs, which have not been paid yet.

"Alcmene and Hecate? Minos, Chiron is coming, go out and deal with him, don't let him in."

Minos responded and left to stop Chiron, while Mogui sat on the altar, looking at the newly born life indifferently.

"Don't count on me. If you can't get out of the sea of ​​blood by yourself, you don't have to come out."

A bird that can't peck its own eggshell has no value in living!
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