Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 549 - 164: This is Chaos Evil

the hem of the skirt swept just past the knee, with loose tassels swaying in the wind.

gazing far into the distance at the nome on the ground below, isis admitted that her encounter with a soul from the foreign realm this time was more a matter of luck.

unlike io, the princess from another world had some kind of connection with her from the start, and it was indeed the mission bestowed by the fate of chaos for her to take isis’s place.

so, during the last time, she easily detected the other’s arrival and actively concealed io’s traces. after all, unlike the soul with half its origin in the hemenu world, the mortal princess of pislatius was truly an otherworlder, and if isis hadn’t covertly intervened, the gods of egypt above and below would have already become aware of the existence of the foreign realm.

although the outcome was favorable, it was this very action that caused laine to misjudge the situation.

he had thought that io had been discovered long ago, and it was precisely because of this that ra had come to understand the existence beyond their domain, so he only fashioned half of pallas’ spiritual body. laine was also unclear about the existence of a lineage within the hemenu world that still held the divine blood of chaos, which could serve as a vessel for the soul.

if he had known this earlier, perhaps a lot of trouble could have been avoided.

"hmm... let’s give it a try."

her gaze shimmered slightly, as wisps of lush green light began to emerge around isis’s fingertips.

she wanted to see if she could use the remaining authority of "life" within her to directly fashion a body for this soul that wouldn’t face rejection. if successful, she, the goddess of life from hemenu, might well be recognized by chaos—

"—eh?"

"why is this? the soul from the foreign realm is actually being rejected by the fate of its own world?"

despite being midday, it gave off the impression of an evening sunset. nevertheless, upon seeing this scene, isis merely shook her head.

"wisdom is truly the most precious treasure in the world of mortals..."

"without it, even an existence like ’divine providence’ would be manipulated at will."

with a light lift of her eyebrows, as a flash of insight passed, isis’s form also disappeared from view.

ra had returned, and she dared not underestimate him, a being who could stand upon the sun and overlook the world. no matter what he was up to, as long as he had the spare attention for this world, she would stay hidden.

one wonders, on the day this world reaches its end, what fate awaits that undying sun.

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chaos, northern lands.

several days had elapsed since mount olympus was breached and the gods fled in all directions—at least, that’s how it seemed to typhon.

because of the distortion of chronology, within a very short time, different temporal anomalies emerged across the whole of the present world. some areas experienced hundreds of years in the span of a few days, and at the far reaches of the stars and oceans, even more time had passed.

however, typhon was oblivious to this, as the temporal changes were a consequence of the struggle between fate and order, and they hadn’t affected the king of all monsters.

thus, wherever typhon traveled, time passed as usual. it only remembered visiting many places and seeing many forms of life in the past few days. it threatened every being it encountered to tell it the way to kill the divine king, but none could provide an answer.