A light screen unfolded in the darkness, like a flowing river of stars. Countless images flickered within it: a woman drinking poison at her husband's grave; in the deep sea, a husband pushing the last piece of driftwood to his wife, sinking into the icy water himself; on the war-torn city walls, soldiers shielding their lovers from arrows with their bodies...
Each segment of love transformed into a crystalline speck of light, converging into a stream that poured into the white rose in Mobius's hand. The stem began to twist, growing sharp thorns that deeply pierced the God of Healing's palm. Mobius did not withdraw his hand, allowing the blood to flow down the stem.
Golden divine blood seeped into the petals, and a metallic luster appeared on the pure white base. The rose began to tremble, and fine beads of blood oozed from the edges of the petals, dripping at Mobius's feet. Each drop of blood that fell blossomed into a red rose.
In the magnificent Pantheon, a golden rose floated in Mobius's palm, surrounded by continuously blooming red roses. Their petals were still stained with dew-like divine blood, emitting a faint glow in the air.
Mobius watched all of this, the outline of the roses reflected in his sky-blue eyes. His palm was already bloody and mangled by the thorns, but his expression remained calm.
The moment the red rose appeared, pure and innocent love came into the world. No, it should not be said that it appeared in the world, but rather that this divine position appeared in this world.
Because Mobius revealed the path of pure love, he obtained the divine position of pure love. A rose-like blush appeared on his left cheek, shimmering with the abundant divine power of love and desire.
The red rose, as a symbol of pure love, led to a legend among humans on Earth: somewhere in the world, a special rose would be born in a sea of countless red roses. It would have a golden color and an enchanting fragrance, and whoever encountered it would gain pure love and eternal happiness.
Looking at the newly appeared divine position of pure love, Aphrodite's lips curved slightly upward. Although she lost a bit of control over love, she became stronger overall because the concept of love had been perfected.
Simply put, she originally had only three apples, but now she had four, and she only gave Mobius a bit of apple peel. This made her profit greatly, so of course she was happy.
"As expected of Lord Mobius, as expected of the only being in tens of thousands of years to become a Source God from a Daimon," Aphrodite praised softly.
"Ah, my dear Mobius, please come to my side," Aphrodite gently cupped her charming face.
Mobius said with a smile, "Alright, my dear Lord Aphrodite, pure love has appeared by my side."
Just as Mobius was about to step forward, he suddenly noticed that Zeus and several other gods seated in the main divine positions had grim expressions. He also reined in his smile.
As he walked, the gods' gazes constantly shifted between him and Aphrodite. Mobius was not happy; instead, he showed a faint sadness. Although he did not know what was happening, it was definitely problematic!
Zeus's eyes held fanaticism. This was the power controlled by Eros, the primal Lord of Love and Desire, one of the five Original Gods! Why could Mobius control this power? Did Mother Earth Gaia not care, or did this Goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite, truly have the right to share the power of love and desire?
Zeus clenched the lightning in his hand, preparing to test it after this Ten thousand Gods Conference ended. Was Mobius special, or did Mother Earth Gaia not care about Aphrodite?
The atmosphere in the Pantheon grew subtle, and the gods' gazes shifted between Mobius and Aphrodite, as if awaiting an impending storm.
Ares said excitedly, "Haha, Mobius is truly amazing; he actually gained a part of love's power. I just thought Aphrodite was looking for an excuse!"
Although this was given by the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite, to Mobius willingly.
However, Apollo, who was nearby, was not happy; instead, a worried expression appeared on his face. He looked at the grinning Ares and said, "Do you really think this is a good thing?"
"Isn't this a good thing?" Ares's face was filled with confusion. Then he looked at Apollo and said, "A new divine position! How many gods wish to obtain a new divine position!"
"Feel Mobius's level; he has advanced from the early stage of weak divine power to its peak, just a little short of becoming a god of weak divine power," Ares said, gesticulating excitedly, "I estimate he will become a god of weak divine power in a few hundred years."
"This is a huge blessing!"
"Why? Apollo, why do you say this isn't a good thing?"
Apollo couldn't help but rub his forehead, "Ares, look at the expressions of those around us, especially our father Your Majesty Zeus's..."
"Hey, why? Neither Mother nor Father has a happy expression on their faces," Ares loudly grumbled.
Normally, loud words would attract some gods' attention, but they were all focused on Mobius and Aphrodite's expressions.
"That's the problem. Do you know who the divine position of love originally belonged to?" Apollo secretly said, "The Primal God, Lord Eros, one of the great Original Gods."
Ares scratched his head, not understanding what Apollo was saying, so Apollo continued to explain, "So this is the strangest part! This is a divine position belonging to Lord Eros."
"Even if Lord Eros fell, it wouldn't be so easy to gain this power," Apollo's gentle voice broke Ares's thoughts.
He couldn't help but pluck the strings of his lyre, "Yet Lord Aphrodite can freely share this divine power. If the power of love, or rather, the power of desire, were so easy to obtain, there wouldn't be so many gods in the world unable to pursue powerful divine positions."
"Ah, you mean there's a trap, is that it?" Ares scratched his head.
Apollo couldn't help but rub his forehead, his golden hair swaying slightly in the firelight. He glanced at Ares, his tone filled with helplessness: "It's not a trap, but a doubt."
A glint flashed in Hera's eyes as she stood beside Zeus. Her fingers lightly tapped the armrest of her divine throne, her gaze fixed on the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite.
If Aphrodite can freely bestow this power, does that mean I can also get a share?