Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Anubis's arrival was inconspicuous. Few gods cared about this remote and desolate underground world.

The boiling and flowing world power also concealed a lot of movements, especially the black-gold light that enveloped him and descended. For the few beings who could sense the collision of world power, this feeling was no different from before.

But this was exactly what Anubis was thinking. He had just arrived in a foreign land and he just wanted to spend some time in peace.

So Anubis suppressed his previous doubts and began to think about the existence that he should be wary of in the future.

Compared to Hemenu, which only had the Nile River and the desert flowing through the world, this world was still too big and too mysterious for him. The Red Dragon's broken memories could not allow him to understand the reality of this world at all, and many contents were like flowers in the fog.

Therefore, before developing the tribe to a certain extent, Anubis just wanted to hide underground and be a complete kobold while developing the kobolds.

"...Isis, I, the existence behind the Dragon Clan, I know of three outsiders, and I don't know if there will be others. Compared to Hermeneus, Chaos is much more open, and more powerful than ever."

"According to the logic of how the world works, He should have received many more powerful visitors from outside the domain before, otherwise my arrival would not have been so smooth."

With a slight flicker in his eyes, Anubis felt that perhaps one of the remaining nine gods could escape.

The battle between the two worlds was not a crushing defeat, and Hermanu had some ability to resist from the beginning to the end. Under such circumstances, it was not surprising that someone could escape like him.

"It's easy to talk to others, as everyone is here to escape, but I can't let Isis find me. If La survives, it's best to stay away from him."

I thought to myself, there is no need to say much about the former, because the other party is a traitor, and although Anubis is the betrayed party, it does not mean that he can forgive you with a wave of his hand, and then the two sides will not interfere with each other.

He said that he didn't bear any grudge against the other party, but would Isis believe it? Anyway, Anubis himself would not believe it, not to mention that he was a fish that escaped from the hands of that terrible outer god.

Although he didn't know what level of existence the other party was in this world, and what position Bila held in Hermeneus, Anubis just wanted to stay as far away from Him as possible.

As for the problem of Ra, it is not that complicated. It is simply because Anubis does not want to continue to hang out with his old boss, nor does he want to attract too much attention from local gods.

He was once the God King of another world, a being above the true God. If he died, then that would be the end of everything. If he survived, he would be like an oversized light bulb that could attract everything.

"In the final analysis, everything depends on the strength of the force."

"Given my current state, there probably won't be a weaker god than me in the entire history of the world."

He shook his head slightly. Having lost all authority and power, and being tied to his race, Anubis' strength at this moment was weaker than ever.

His race still only had a few eggs, and it was unknown how long it would take for them to reproduce. And most importantly, Anubis was surprised to find that in this alien world, the gods could not steal their natural priesthoods.

Is a god who cannot rob the priesthood still a god? Isn't everything for such a god destined at birth? Anubis didn't quite understand this. You know, even the sun god position of Ra was robbed from the original god Atum.

Although Chaos' world was more powerful and orderly, the solidification of the priesthood did surprise him. This might be a good thing for the world, but not necessarily for people like him.

"The only good news is that in the Red Dragon's impression, there are things called 'totem spirits' and 'natural spirits' in this world. They were often originally beasts, plants, or even rocks, and then for unknown reasons they gained wisdom, thus developing beliefs, accepting sacrifices, and even being able to 'raise the country' and become gods."

"But this kind of existence seems to be able to be killed and their authority taken away."

The reason why the Red Dragon knew this in his memory was because he had his eyes on the authority possessed by a totem spirit that had not yet become a god.

In its impression, it seemed to be a humanistic priesthood called [Excavation]. The red dragon wanted to use this field to dig more treasures in the underground world and gain more powerful power.

Now it is dead, but Anubis feels that this priesthood is meant for him.

"It just so happens that this is an underground world. As the birthplace of the Kobolds, it is inevitable that excavation and smelting are needed. It seems that my luck is not that bad."

"Time in Hemainu has been passing more slowly recently. I hope that before it ends there, I can have a foothold here."

Making a decision secretly, Anubis hesitated for a moment, then he spread his dragon wings and gathered the eggs under his body.

On his first day as an alien god in Chaos, his first task was to hatch eggs.

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tick tock...tick tock...

Hermenu, the fall of Set is only the beginning.

The black tide seemed to sense the breath of the fountain of life from those humans, and several empty spaces appeared in the tide, and no insects or ants were willing to approach.

And it was with this opportunity that Aaron successfully came to Cash.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for legs to outrun horses, but in the face of insects and jackals everywhere, mounts become a burden.

After a short and thrilling fight, when Cash's weapon pierced the enemy's abdomen, Aaron finally succeeded in piercing his chest with a sword.

tick...

Blood flowed down the weapon, splashing blood on the ground.

Aaron drew his sword and stepped back. With a dull thump, Cash's body fell to the ground.

Aaron covered the wound on his waist and abdomen while looking at the corpse's wide-open eyes. He recognized the sudden attacker from his clothes and the items he carried.

The ruler of Nubia, a defeated general of Ramses II, might have imagined yesterday that he would command his army to destroy cities and strongholds, avenge the defeat of the Hebrews, and defeat Egypt.

But now, he died so easily. He had no time to realize his grand ambitions, and just fell in this inconspicuous corner.

"My Lord, these insects and ants are still attacking. Although they have no commander and their movement is unsystematic, their numbers..."

"It doesn't matter."

Waving his hand to interrupt his men, Aaron looked back at the towering tree.

In a short period of time, the tree has more than doubled in height, but the number of holes on it has also increased.

Rainwater seeped through it, the sound of meteorites hitting the ground continued, and a little bit of it even fell through the holes.

However, after just a rough estimate, Aaron felt that the problem was not serious.

"It will be fine. God has seen the suffering we have endured, and He has given the high priest even greater power. This sacred tree that blocks out the sun and sky is proof of this."

"Soon, this disaster will be over."

Aaron spoke calmly. After this period of disaster, he felt that he seemed to have grasped the key points.

"Maybe... there will be a major epidemic in the world soon."

"It was because of the excessive rain that the lives lost, or it could be due to something else."

Before he finished speaking, Aaron saw the giant tree on the horizon tremble.

The tree shrinks and falls back to the place where it was born.

The rain in the sky lost its barrier, and the falling meteorites hit the earth directly. The earth without shelter seemed to be about to be flattened, but at this moment, Aaron smiled instead.

“This is the miracle the Hebrews paid for with their lives.”

The next moment, the clouds in the sky were cut apart, and the falling meteorites turned into powder.

The sun shone on the earth again, and the rolling black tide fled in all directions.

The survivors knelt on the ground, devoutly thanking the gods for their protection; the corpses were exposed on the ground, all white.

Aaron waved slightly, signaling the people around him to come closer to him.

"Get ready to go back."

"Go back to the city and thank the high priest for his grace."

"...Yes, my lord."

The surrounding soldiers looked a little strange. In their opinion, Aaron led them to fight the enemy and came up with various ways to solve the problems.

However, all of this is not as good as the miracle of Moses. He just sat there and prayed, expressing his opinions with compassion, as if he was the savior.

If the blessing of the gods had not fallen on him but on Lord Aaron, would they not have had to suffer so much and could have left Egypt long ago?

The answer is unknown, and no one dares to question it.

The soldiers began to collect the bodies of their comrades and then returned to the city under construction.

They want to bury the bodies so that the souls of the dead can rest in peace.

……

As the sun shone, cheers could be heard from all over the city.

At the core of the new city, Moses held the scepter that had returned to its original form.

Perhaps because of the nourishment of the fountain of life, or perhaps because of the watering of blood, the scepter's appearance became more ancient and mysterious, and the power within it increased day by day.

When he realized that simple defense could not cope with the attack of natural disasters, and when he saw countless insects and ants pouring in from the outside world with the help of the perspective of the sacred tree, Moses subconsciously wanted to destroy them, and then he succeeded.

The giant tree turned back into a staff, and then exploded with power beyond his imagination.

The clouds were parted by Moses' will, the falling stars turned into dust, and the ant beasts that invaded the city were annihilated into ashes. However, holding this staff, Moses could not feel the slightest happiness.

The more suffering it endured, the stronger the power of the scepter would be. But Moses would rather it remain an ordinary piece of wood, rather than the holy object that can control the wind and rain.

"Almighty Lord, is it true that our bloodline is born with original sin? Even with your great power, we must atone for our sins before we can be redeemed?"

Somewhat confused and at a loss, the smell of blood lingered around him. Messer didn't know how many of the hundreds of thousands of people had died, but his intuition told him that it must be a large number.

"...High Priest?"

"Yeah, I'm listening."

When Moses came back to his senses from his trance, he noticed that there was someone next to him.

He was looking at him with excitement, as if worshipping the miracle performed by Moses.

"It's like this. You just dispelled the disaster, and people in the city are celebrating. I wonder..."

"I will go, but it is not me who dispels the disaster. It is God who dispels the natural disasters caused by the gods of Egypt."

He opened his mouth to correct it, and Moses nodded in agreement.

He really should encourage people's hearts. The disasters they have suffered recently are too many.

……

The sky, where the nine pillars of gods are located.

Not much time passed, and only five of the nine pillars that originally stood between heaven and earth remained.

Thoth escaped temporarily only because, strictly speaking, there was no such thing as a winner or loser between him and Isis.

There were only three available gods left in front of Ra: Osiris, the god of the underworld, Nephthys, the patron saint of the dead and homes, and Geb, the god of the earth.

The scene was a bit deserted. Nephthys was silent, Osiris' eyes flickered, and Geb seemed to be frightened. After all, his wife, the sky goddess Nut, was captured right next to him.

The prestige that La had built up over tens of millions of years was almost gone, and none of the remaining gods were willing to take action again.

Everything that happened before seemed to prove that taking action was a precursor to death.

"It's meaningless to delay. If we continue in the current state, when the world ends, everyone will naturally be judged as the loser."

Sitting upright on the celestial sphere, La said calmly.

He seemed to realize that he could not force the gods to take action, and so he chose to persuade them with words.

"…But if we are going to die anyway, dying late is better than dying early. And no one can guarantee that there will be no turning point in the future."

There was silence for a moment. Seeing that no one responded, Osiris did not look in the direction of Ra, but stared at Thoth opposite him.

"Besides, if there is anyone who has a greater chance of winning the previous round, isn't it you, Your Majesty?"

Of the remaining gods, Geb was at a loss, and he was afraid that he would die. Thoth might be the one pulling the strings, and it was unknown whether he had any plans.

As for Osiris himself...he originally had no backup plan, but when he discovered Isis's betrayal, he suddenly realized that this might not be the case.

You know, who was the one who prepared the wedding with Isis? Wasn't it him?

Although he later learned that it was just a substitute created by the other party to fake his death and escape, it was also because of the other party's involvement that he, a god of agriculture enjoying the sunshine on the ground, became the god of the underworld underground.

If Osiris felt wronged before, and even secretly angry about Isis's foreign offspring who came from nowhere, it is another matter now.

Traitors are good. When others suspect that you are a traitor, you'd better be a real traitor, not a fake one.

Judging from all the current signs, Isis has indeed boarded the ship of the foreign gods without knowing when.

I don’t know if as a member implicated by the other party, I still have a chance to turn from evil to good.