Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

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Jingle bell——

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In the solemn and dignified temple, bells, drums and oboe tunes play music.

Under the gaze of many musicians and believers, Cassim performed a dance to worship the gods, calling for the arrival of wisdom from the god Ra.

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"…your light illuminates every face, yet no one knows it; for thousands of years, you have been the eager source of new life…"

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"...truth of words, tranquility of heart, arise and drink of your light; for you are yesterday, today, and tomorrow..."

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"Praise be to you, Ra, who awakens life from its slumber! You rise, shine, and reveal your glorious image."

"Tens of millions of years have passed, and we cannot count them all; tens of millions of years will come, and you will illuminate eternity!"

Ancient poetry depicting the piety of the dead praising the sun, a ritual passed down in the 'Book of the Dead'.

Under the holy melody, a cocoon of light in the center of the temple became clearer and more transparent.

It was originally a statue that had been invited in and worshipped in Thoth's temple for a thousand years. But now, it was placed at the core of the ceremony, ready to receive the will of the gods.

Click...

Kaka-

A crisp cracking sound came from nothing, the outer shell peeled off, turned into debris and dissipated in the air, and the scene inside the light cocoon gradually revealed itself.

An animal that looks like a baboon stretches out its curled up body, almost visible to the naked eye, and it changes its appearance at an extremely fast speed.

The hair fell off, the body shrank, and in the blink of an eye the baboon transformed into a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and holding a book.

Thoth, the wisdom god of Hermeneus, the scribe of the god Ra, the creator of writing, and even mortals on earth worshipped him as the moon god.

With the help of the statues in the human world and the power of magic, the new Ennead finally succeeded in tearing off a part of his "Ba" and throwing it into the human world.

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"Huh... Cassim, you did a great job."

Stepping on the bluestone floor of the temple, Thoth took a breath of the moist air and praised with a smile.

"It is my honor to welcome you, Your Highness."

"It has been too long since the human world has listened to the will of God. Even Heliopolis was deserted for a time. It is an honor for all believers in Upper and Lower Egypt to receive the oracle of God Ra to welcome your coming."

With a respectful bow, Qasim, as the most loyal believer of God Ra, behaved impeccably.

The believers around him, whose expressions were fanatical yet somewhat ashamed, were undoubtedly proof of his words.

Many of them left the holy city because of the disappearance of the gods, and only returned here recently, and then caught up with Thoth's descent.

"No matter what, Cassim, you have always held on here. God Ra remembers your deeds."

His eyes swept across the kneeling believers, and then stopped at Cassim. Thoth's eyes flashed, but in the end he just praised him.

At this moment, in the surrounding air, the endless elemental power was being devoured by Thoth's divine body that was like a black hole, turning into a part of him and replenishing this empty body.

This is the ability that comes with taking over part of the magical divine power, and it is also the reason why Ra asked himself to stop Isis.

At this moment, among the nine pillars of gods, only his incarnation can exert enough power in the human world to prevent the traitor from interfering in the confrontation between the gods and the gods from outside the world again.

"Your mission is over, Cassim. I do not need your service. Go and do what you are supposed to do. When the gods win, you will be rewarded with gifts beyond your imagination."

"In the past, monarchs in the world built tall golden towers for themselves in the vain hope of gaining the favor of the god of the dead and completing the miracle of resurrection, but most of them were just wishful thinking. But with your achievements, perhaps you will be rewarded like this."

Speaking quietly, Thoth walked out of the temple.

His eyes looked towards the direction of the city wall, and Thoth seemed to sense a presence lingering there.

Isis, the target of his trip, was also the one among the nine pillars that was the most difficult for him to see clearly.

Among the gods, she is the patron saint of natural life and magic; among mortals, she is a friend of slaves, sinners, artisans, and the oppressed, and listens to the prayers of the rich, maidens, nobles, and rulers.

No one knew what she was thinking. In fact, until the day when Ra suddenly declared her guilty, Thoth did not think that Isis would just sit there and wait for death. Soon after, the news of her death came. When the power of magic fell into his hands, he accepted this reality with some disbelief.

But now it seems that everything was just her trick, and she had already made her choice.

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Without hesitation, Thoth soared into the sky, intending not to damage the palace of Ra.

Since coming into contact with the power of magic, Thoth has discovered many secrets that he had not noticed before, but he has only been in control for a thousand years.

Now Toth was going to intercept Isis, but if possible, he also wanted to learn something else from her.

"Praise be to Ra, the embodiment of the divine mind."

As Thoth's figure receded, Cassim chanted in a low voice, paying homage to the great god.

The devout believers knelt down and prayed, expressing their piety in their own way.

But at this moment, beside Kasim, his well-known apprentice Aibu looked at the devout believers around him, stepped forward and asked in a low voice:

"High Priest, what should we do next?"

"What else can we do? We can spread the glory of God to the believers and tell them that the current disasters are caused by the gods fighting against evil enemies and that the gods will surely win. What else can we do?"

He spoke lightly. At least Qasim was satisfied that Abu knew how to say his job title when working.

But there are other areas that need to be taught.

"Uh...I understand."

After a moment's hesitation, Abu nodded and agreed. Qasim saw his doubts, but still did not intend to explain.

The messenger whom he had sent not long ago to convey an oracle to Pharaoh had returned again.

The messenger, in accordance with his duty, informed Pharaoh of the whole story of God's descent and once again conveyed the oracle - to destroy those mortals who had shed sinful blood, and then brought back a reply to Pharaoh that made no difference.

Cassim knew that Ramses would not come to the holy city. But just like last time, the messenger not only delivered the oracle, but also brought back some news that had not been circulated in Memphis.

"Last time, the messenger told me that the existence that is hostile to all gods is called by the Hebrew priests as 'the Creator of all spirits, the eternal holiness. All spiritual things in this world belong to Him.' This broad description still doesn't seem to be accurate..."

"But it just sounds like he is different from Apophis, the enemy of the god Ra in mythology. He is a rational and powerful god who has never been heard of before... And this time, the messenger told me that the Hebrews created a spring of life-giving water to survive the previous disaster..."

Kasim silently took note and did nothing. As a loyal believer of the god Ra, he had to tell other believers about the good news of the descent of the god.

Considering the wisdom of the god Ela, the great god Thoth would surely be able to easily resolve the problem, allowing Egypt to return to the rule of the gods and enjoy eternal tranquility and peace.

Well... no matter how bad it is, it won’t be like Shu Shen, right?

Kasim raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. However, with the end of the ceremony, the clouds that were torn apart by the sunlight returned to their original state.

Compared to Memphis, Heliopolis is far from the core, so the heavy rain is still brewing and has not yet fallen.

“Father… High Priest, I, I still have some doubts. Was what I saw before really just an illusion?”

The voice came from beside him, and before leaving to carry out the order, Aibu hesitated again.

Although he had been explained, he was still somewhat reluctant to believe it.

Since the disaster broke out, he often saw some strange scenes, such as nine pillars standing tall in the sky, and invisible forces filling the sky and earth, causing strong winds and dark clouds.

For example, he saw one of the pillars in the sky suddenly break, and a shrill curse sounded in his ears.

Even when it came to Thoth's divine coming, he seemed to have seen more than others.

But Cassim told him not to take it to heart and just do what a priest of Ra should do. Those magnificent scenes were all fake.

"Of course it's an illusion, Aibu. Although the sorcerers of the old times claimed that people with superb innate inspiration could see things that ordinary people couldn't see, you have always been very interested in this. But what do you think, how are you better than me?"

Cassim asked, speaking calmly.

"Of course... it's far inferior."

He sighed, thinking how could he be better than his father. It was hard to tell whether he was disappointed or relieved, and Aibu bowed slightly.

"Then I will go and do my work now, Your Excellency the High Priest."

"Go."

With a slight nod, Aibu's figure disappeared into the distance.

Cassim watched his students disappear from his sight, then he knelt down and kowtowed, praying silently to the god Ra like other believers inside and outside the temple.

His movements were standard and graceful, an instinct formed through millions of times of practice. Anyone who saw him would praise his faith.

"God Ra, may your light shine forever on the earth as it shines forever in the sky."

"All evil will turn to dust, and lies and deception will be exposed."

He committed a crime, a crime of lying. After all, a person's natural inspiration has nothing to do with status and achievement. In this regard, he is far inferior to his son, and he can't see the things he said.

However, as the most devout believer of God Ra, Cassim believed that there was nothing wrong with his handling of the matter.

It is just a vain fantasy of young people, how can it be true? Letting such blasphemous words be known to others is the greatest offense to God.

It would be better if the father and son kept such things in mind.

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The sound of breaking through the air gradually decreased, until it was no longer able to suppress the reaction during flying.

Thoth used magic to mobilize the invisible wind to lift himself up, but this time it was much more difficult than before.

He knew why, because Shu was dead, and the authority over the atmosphere and wind was taken away.

If there were no gods like Set, the god of storms and deserts, Hermeneu's power over the wind would probably be even more violent.

But when he thought of this, Toth couldn't help but feel a trace of envy or pity in his heart.

In today's Hermeneu world, the nine gods are confronting the outer gods in the sky, but in fact, as a world, although the number of gods in Upper and Lower Egypt is not as many as Chaos, there are actually far more than nine of them.

Animal gods such as the frog god and the fly god, the patron gods of various gnomes (city-states), and natural gods such as river gods are all part of the Hemenian pantheon.

However, just as Chaos, only beings with medium or above divine power could sense the turbulence of the Source Sea, among the gods of Upper and Lower Egypt, except for the Nine Pillars who could still maintain their divine bodies on the surging and boiling Golden Sea, the other weak gods had long lost consciousness in their daze.

I'm afraid they won't have a chance to wake up until this war is over.

“We have avoided a crisis, but now others will have to decide the future.”

"Whether he will fall asleep forever or wake up when the danger is over, no one knows. Going with the flow... this is the original sin of the weak."

With a calm expression, Thoth thought of Harpy, the god of the Nile.

If it weren't for the excessive "regional" attributes in his priesthood, he should probably be one of the players sitting on the chessboard at this moment.

This ancient god was born in the era of Atum, but he is still no different in the face of the disaster.

"Huh—it's right ahead."

Heliopolis was not as big as I had imagined, and in the blink of an eye the city walls were right in front of me.

Thoth stopped and looked at the familiar figure who looked even more youthful and beautiful than a thousand years ago.

"Isis, long time no see."

Speaking calmly, Toth's power locked onto the opponent in front of him from a distance.

She had plenty of divine power. Judging from the upper limit of divine power that her 'Ba' could store, she still had at least 80% of her strength. It seemed that helping those criminals did not cause her too much loss.

"You betrayed Ra and all the people of Hemenu and threw yourself into the arms of the foreign gods."

"By order of Ra, I will prevent you from interfering in this war involving the world, and give you the judgment you should have received thousands of years ago."

As the voice fell, the legendary book used to create characters floated up beside Thoth.

Words, wisdom and magic, these are authorities that fit together very well.

Unlike Ra, who used reincarnation as an efficient means to accommodate new powers, Thoth used this book to carry the power of magic, integrating it into himself little by little, making it another 'card' of his own.

The elements of the surrounding heaven and earth were mobilized by him, and they were put together into shape with the help of a little divine power brought down by the gods.

Thoth looked murderous, but opposite him, sitting on the top of the city wall, facing the impending attack, Isis simply pressed down the hem of her skirt that was blown by the wind.

"Alright~ don't waste your energy. You're just an avatar, and you don't have much divine power. Your mastery of magic alone is not enough to use it against me."

"You can only disrupt my whereabouts, but you can't really kill me. The outcome of this war is not something we can control."

Isis stretched her body, looked at the increasingly thick clouds, and casually invited:

"Thoth, you have now split your 'Ba'. The god has descended to the human world and has temporarily escaped from the bondage of the source sea."

"So you want to know how I used magic to cut off the connection, separate myself from the authority, and then fake my own death to escape?"

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Without saying a word, Thoth remained unmoved.

There were bursts of explosions in the air around him, as if he was fighting the opponent with magic, and the battle was fierce and intense.

"Let me tell you, that is actually a very interesting magic, a byproduct of my research on a ritual. I originally wanted to use it to deal with Ra..."

Not knowing that she had successfully backstabbed Ra in the original myth, Isis herself did not think that her research would be successful at this time.

On the contrary, she felt that the by-product of her research was truly valuable.

"Come on, let's put aside the battle and let me explain the principles behind it. After all, the way to progress in magic is to share it, right?"

Isis still smiled as she stretched out her hand and drew a symbol in the air. It was as if the person in front of her was not an opponent, but an apprentice who wanted to learn from her.

In front of her, Toth was holding a book in his hand, and the loud noises in the sky around him became more and more frequent.