Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Chapter 395 An La

world.

With one sword strike, everything is separated.

Not to mention the world after death in Egypt, but under the sword of destruction, the earth was actually turned into pieces of different sizes.

The land was cut open, rivers were cut off, some of them scattered in a loose form, the cycle inside was completely broken, and all life perished.

Only a few large fragments can still maintain a little ecology. If they can be integrated into Chaos before destruction, there will still be a glimmer of hope.

Among these fragments, the largest one is undoubtedly the former core of Egypt, the place later known as the Nile Delta.

As the world collapsed, compared with the decline of other places, the birthplace of Egypt seemed to have reborn with some greenery.

The blood color in the water of the Nile gradually faded, and the mother river of Egypt regained its vitality.

The ancient river revived because its master returned. There were never only a few gods in Egypt, and the Ennead was only the one with the highest status and the strongest power.

When the disaster struck, they were pulled into the source sea along with the Nine Pillars, but they were unable to retain clear consciousness and lost their last chance to save themselves.

But when Hermeneus was completely destroyed, some of the holders of the priesthood died with it, while some escaped, such as the god of the Nile River.

After all, the Nile River was still there, so the harpy, who possessed certain characteristics of a regional god, naturally survived.

The Nile god who escaped by chance did not die, but fell into the deepest sleep. If he could not come to a new world, he would never have the chance to wake up.

Under such circumstances, no matter how many times the surviving Egyptians performed sacrifices or prayed for God's favor, they naturally received no response.

They could only see the river water become clear again, but the god of the mother river never responded to their prayers.

Thinking back to the blood-stained river water, suspicions spread among the crowd. But the Egyptians had no other choice at this moment, as human power was so insignificant in front of the world.

They could only offer sacrifices day and night on the banks of the Nile, praying for God's response.

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Ding--

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The ringing of the bells is the prelude to another grand sacrifice.

After putting on the ornaments on his robe, Qasim grasped his cane.

"Here, put it on for me."

Spreading his hands, the Egyptian high priest asked the student to wear the last badge that marked his identity on his chest.

Compared to before, he looked much thinner, as if he would reach the end of his life at any time, but his eyes were still bright.

"Father, there is news."

"His Majesty Pharaoh Ramses II was bathed in heavenly fire, and his life or death is unknown."

"Even the earth...seems to have reached its end."

He spoke in a low voice, worry in Aibu's eyes.

Not long ago, the sun that had disappeared appeared briefly for a moment, and then disappeared again. The darkness on the earth has lasted for who knows how many days and nights.

Waves of people were sent to contact Memphis, but the only response was received yesterday.

Pharaoh himself went to the newly built city of the sun and turned into a point of light in the golden flames. The army stationed outside the city went to pursue the fleeing Hebrews and then disappeared.

Civil strife broke out in the leaderless city. Without supplies from outside the city, people clashed with each other for food and water, resulting in countless casualties.

And the most terrifying thing is that the earth that was originally connected together seemed to be separated, and someone found the edge of the earth.

Beyond the edge is empty void, and no one knows what happens there.

"Father... this situation, it's just, it's just like..."

"It's like everything is dead, isn't it?"

Speaking lightly, Qasim interrupted Abu.

"...Yes, father."

This is the best adjective, but Aibu was waiting to be scolded by his father.

He had spoken similar words to his father more than once before, talking about the visions he had seen, but had never received recognition.

He thought the result would be the same this time, but to his surprise, Cassim said nothing.

He simply looked at his own clothes, and then at the students and offspring in front of him.

As if smiling, Kasim said:

"Walk."

"At this time, we need faith to comfort people's hearts."

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"..."

“We have moved from fear to awe”

"When your son is the master"

“Teaching the Land of Egypt”

"Shine, shine! Nile, shine!"

"Your cattle feed life"

"Feed the bull with your pasture"

"Shine on, Nile, your glory!"

"..."

It was another grand ceremony.

It should have happened at noon, but there is no sun in the world today.

The Nile River should have swept away the sacrifice, but now it is still flowing.

The ceremony ended, and the crowd fell into silence as they looked at the unchanged sky and earth.

"High Priest."

Suddenly, as if after hesitating for a long time, someone from the priests' team stood up.

He glanced at Aibu in the distance and saw surprise and confusion in the other's eyes.

The other party had never instructed him to do this, but today, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

"High Priest, I have something to say."

He repeated it again, his eyes changing from hesitant to determined. Standing on the altar, Kasim couldn't help but turn around and look at him.

The high priest waved his hand to stop the guards who wanted to suppress him by force, and his face was calm. He nodded slightly, signaling the other party to continue.

"Go ahead, everyone is entitled to their own opinion. There is no difference between us before God."

"…Thank you, High Priest."

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged man, who was also wearing a priest's robe, admitted that in his impression, Cassim was an excellent clergyman, and he thought he was no match for him.

If there hadn't been such a change, he felt that he would never have dared to challenge the other party's authority.

But now, when he glanced at Aibu in the distance again, the middle-aged man ignored the astonishment and warning in the other's eyes, and took a step forward.

"High Priest, what I want to say is that we have suffered too many disasters."

"Strong winds, heavy rains, and pestilence."

"The dead returned to the world of the living, and the earth shook and split in four."

"You have been telling us that this is all the curse of the evil gods, the disaster brought upon the sinful Hebrews, and that the gods will eventually put an end to it all, but what is the result?"

"The sun went out, and the earth even seemed to have an end... I didn't know what happened until not long ago, when I heard that Lord Aibu had received divine revelation!"

His tone gradually became fanatical, like a ray of light grasped in despair, and the middle-aged man's voice became louder and louder: "He said that there were nine pillars in the sky, and then they collapsed one by one."

"He said the sun was swallowed by a giant serpent and then split in two by the gods."

"He also said that the earth was split open, and the human world would be torn apart. Before that, I also doubted him. Until yesterday, the messenger we sent told us that the earth had come to an end."

“This is the prophecy!”

The sound echoed in the air, and Qasim watched it all quietly.

He didn't care what the middle-aged man said, he was just looking at him.

He saw many people's expressions change from hesitation to determination, and he saw more people's eyes begin to flicker. This is the mortals, a mob.

If no one stands up and speaks first, they will not speak out; but when they realize that they are the "majority", they will become radical and aggressive.

If Qasim wanted to stop all this, the best thing he should have done was to allow the guards to take him down as soon as the middle-aged man stepped forward, and everything would have been nipped in the bud.

Even if the past cannot be undone, if he makes a decisive decision now, people may feel a little dissatisfied, but they will also be afraid of his methods and no longer dare to take the lead.

As long as they are not starving to death, most people, except for those devout believers with firm faith, will not do anything out of line. Having been the high priest for so many years, he knows this best... But at this moment, Qasim chose the most negative approach.

He knew that the man in front of him had no way out, but he still let him continue. Although he would definitely try to incite more people to fight against him, because only in this way would he have a chance of success.

"So, what do you want to say?"

His demeanor remained the same, Cassim asked calmly.

"I want to say..."

The middle-aged man looked around and saw the eyes of many people. As if encouraged, he shouted loudly: "I want to say that the gods are dead!"

"Behold, the blood of the Nile!"

"Look at this broken and divided world!"

"There is no hope. The gods are dead, just as Lord Abu saw in the divine revelation. Ra has failed, and the sun has lost its light. There is no point in our praying!"

"The evil Lord of the Hebrews is the real victor. If we don't want to die with him, then we must take action!"

wow——

The voice fell, and there was an uproar.

There were fanatical followers of the Egyptian gods who shouted angrily, while others who had also heard the image of Abu narrating in distress expressed their support.

For a moment, the originally silent crowd became noisy. People vented their emotions to each other, venting the fear and anxiety accumulated during this period. Looking at all this, Qasim just smiled and gently touched the ground with his cane.

dong dong dong-

In any case, he has accumulated power for a long time.

When the high priest signaled, the crowd gradually quieted down.

Shaking his head slightly, Kasim looked at the middle-aged man and asked again:

"So, what do you want to do?"

With a smile on his face, and without waiting for a reply, Cassim quietly reminded, "That is the god of the 'Hebrews'."

"They were once the 'sinners' in the mouth of Ra. If you want to deify him, then are we also 'born with sins'?"

The crowd quieted down again, and the middle-aged man seemed a little at a loss.

He didn't know how to explain it. After all, not long ago, they were still cursing the evil god for failure.

"...Aibu, come forward."

I knew it would be like this... The tone rose slightly, and Cassim was not disappointed.

He looked at Aibu, who was a little overwhelmed from the beginning. Although his level was not good enough, time waited for no one.

But it doesn't matter. In the world of clergy, nothing is more prestigious than being 'near god'. Everything else is just a side issue.

"Teacher, I——"

Walking forward slowly, Abu was still a little overwhelmed, but Qasim did not stop.

"They say you are inspired."

"I--"

"But the Hebrews claimed that their gods only protected themselves, and the fact is that you, as an Egyptian, received divine revelation and predicted the division of the earth."