Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 719 - 256: This is ’Unrivaled in the World’_3

Chapter 719: Chapter 256: This is ‘Unrivaled in the World’_3

In the remnants of the Nine Realms, he was suppressed by the world’s power; in the Chaos World, he was sealed by it.

But regardless of who was stronger or weaker, Amon-Ra truly possessed unimaginable strength at that moment. Such power was so formidable that even Chaos would not leave it unchecked once it entered the world, necessitating containment and limitation.

However, at that moment, although his enemies had become much stronger, even surpassing all previous foes, Laine felt indifferent.@@@@

At that moment, he was immersed in a peculiar intuition—even though his divinity and humanity had long separated, even though they didn’t exist in the same world, even though his embodiment of evil thoughts still languished in the Nine Hells, he felt that he was ‘one’.

Time and space meant nothing; the past and the future unfolded before him.

At the dawn of creation by Hemenu, Atum was born from the egg beside the Benben Stone, the first son of the Primordial Water Nun, and thus the Sun came into being.

But at that moment, the past and future seemed to be within his grasp; he possessed the Sun and could also erase any trace that the Sun had ever existed.

Changing history, altering the past, no longer seemed impossible, as long as... he could resist the world itself that tried to ‘maintain history.’

“It’s meaningless.”

“The power, being of the same magnitude and possibly even stronger because it’s from Chaos, is still too insufficient in quantity.”

With a slight shake of his head and in utter silence, an inexplicable force flowed down his arm.

It passed through the hilt of the Demon Sword, calming it.

It moved through the blade of the Demon Sword, and thus, Apep’s existence was completely erased from the world.

Without a trace of fireworks, a great enemy that had troubled two generations of the Sun for millions of years was just relegated to the past. The blade trembled slightly and then became even more profound.

Apep was the embodiment of Chaos, the symbol of Destruction and The End, but what in this world comes closer to the true essence of destruction than the destruction of Destruction itself?

The aspects belonging to Chaos were then expelled to the scabbard, leaving only pure demise on the dark blade.

The inexplicable power continued downward, landing on the Benben Stone, and upon contact, the Divine Stone that was born on the Primordial Water began to melt.

It turned into liquid, flowing up the entire sword.

“Maybe, by relying on that essence of high space-time power, like I control this ‘Water Droplet’ now, I won’t be erased by the power of The End, but the Spirit Realm would inevitably be destroyed.”

“A world’s ‘Death’... only a shell born from its own ‘life’ can briefly withstand it. Alternatively... it could be embraced by another world.”

Grasping the sword hilt, this was inevitably a sword that could only be used once in the future.

But even in Laine’s current state, it was unimaginable what kind of Might the sword would reveal at that time.

Thousands of years of erosion, internal rebels, external invaders, Laine’s planning... all these piled up, Chaos still took so long to face Destruction, when His ‘Death’ burst forth in a moment, that power could likely tear everything apart.

“Hmm... the Divine seems to have arranged a little more for it, is it the final ‘quenching’ step?”

“I even feel a bit ruthless watching it, true to the Divine’s choice. But since it’s done, let’s continue on.”

Slightly lifting his gaze, under the mysterious power’s augmentation, all of Amon-Ra’s earlier changes were vividly visible in Laine’s eyes, including his impending attack.

In fact, the other party wasn’t wrong—the power was something even Laine had never possessed. After all, no world had bequeathed it to him, and this world still needed to be ‘alive.”

Once the world died, probably not even Amon-Ra could maintain such power. It could only be said that the timing, location, and cooperation were all there—except for an overwhelming power.

Clang—

Drawing the sword from its scabbard, Amon-Ra’s smile seemed still on his face, yet Laine didn’t even glance at him.

The past conversation with the Goddess of the Night brushed through his mind, proving that what he wanted to do, was inevitably going to succeed.

“What is invincible in this world?”

“This, is invincible in this world.”

Whether describing the present or the near future.

In that moment, a god raised the Demon Sword as if judging all the beings under the heavens.

And just like the Sun a moment ago... it was before Amon-Ra.

With one sword strike, all things were severed.

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