Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 678 - 238 Black Tide_2

Faintly, it was as if fate was stabilizing everything, and all coincidences were predestined.

"Whatever fate may be, that’s a matter of the past."

"However, from this ritual, if I also wish to complete this step, I would need the assistance of Life Divine Power. But I don’t know how much Divine Power is needed for a Deity to complete this step, so I must ensure that your remaining Divine Power is not depleted, right?"

With a calm expression, dozens of pages flew out of the book in Thoth’s hands, scattering into the surrounding Void.

It looked like an open conspiracy, even if Isis completed her explanation of the ritual, he still could not harm her, because if the Outer God once again attacked his ’Ka’ in the Sea of Origin, he might face the same situation that Isis had faced before.

It’s true that without her interference, the Outer God is less likely to target the All Gods, but what if it does? That’s why he must leave a way out.

However, Thoth was not opposed to this, for his task was to prevent Isis from intervening in the disaster created by the Nine Pillar Gods again, not to kill her personally.

Then what he was doing now was very good, the Void was locked down, and Thoth presented himself with integrity and righteousness.

Not fighting is acceptable, but don’t go anywhere else. Otherwise, instead of letting you use the only remaining Divine Power to assist the Outer God, I’d rather consume it myself.

If I can’t use it, then neither can anyone else.

"Hmm— It seems you are still somewhat loyal to La, and the death of Shu doesn’t impact you that much."

With a slight lift of her brows, Isis noticed the changes around her.

Slowing down her actions, she began to assess the method used to seal the space.

It could be the help of La, after all, he had mastered the power of Infinite Space; the sealing appeared profound and mysterious, hard to breakthrough once more.

"So, you want to stay here with me? That makes sense, this option is at least ’safe’."

"...Just stay here quietly, the Victory or Defeat between the Outer God and our realm is ultimately not something that a Shu can decide on."

"Don’t think I will grovel and beg for mercy before the door is broken down like you did. I am just making preparations in advance."

’After all, even if we win... nobody wants to end up like Shu, but rather hopes to live to see the fruits of Victory.’

Speaking calmly, he did not voice the last sentence, but Isis understood his meaning.

The words of Thoth at this moment somehow also represented the prevailing views of other Deities.

Although Shu had died, they did not intend to betray God La. Putting aside the strife between worlds, they still had hope of winning this match, so at this moment, the Gods were merely making preparations for ’just in case.’

Besides, as Thoth said, Victory or Defeat was still uncertain. But for Shu, he was definitely defeated beyond recovery.

...

Huh——

Sasa...

Hemenu’s size was far less than that of Chaos, but the ’grand’ fight between the two Deities did not affect the entire world.

However, while the battle itself was insignificant, the power wielded by the Deities could make an impact.

In the Mortal World, cosmic changes occurred in a moment.

Along the Nile River Basin was a downpour that stretched beyond sight. The rain fell like pillars, causing the recently lowered water levels to rise again.

In the deserts far from the riverbanks, there were clear skies and nothing but sandstorms raging and wild beasts howling.

Sasa...

Faint noises arose from beneath the desert; ever since the day the cosmos shifted, the edge of the desert had gradually gathered countless insects and wild beasts.

They assembled there but showed no signs of moving, devouring each other in hunger, as if waiting for something, their numbers growing ever larger.

Until this day, the far-off heavy rain seemed to divide the world into two realms of water and sand, and along this dividing edge, a troop of riders was galloping towards here.

Tap tap tap...

"Ho... Stop—!"

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At the command, a dozen riders immediately came to a halt.

At the forefront of the cavalry, the leader, clad in a white robe adorned with gold ornaments and his long hair wrapped in a headscarf, clearly held a distinguished status, his every move showing his education.

In the past years, he must have seen a lot of the world. Yet now, looking at the ’black dots’ swarming on the desert, a primal tension surged through his veins.

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It could be a memory passed down from his ancestors through the bloodline, or perhaps it was an innate fear of densely packed objects. Even though they have always regarded the Scarab as a sacred artifact, aware that these were not enemies, they could not hide the panic in their hearts.

"This… Your Majesty, is this the ’army’ bestowed upon us by the Gods?"

The voice was somewhat unnatural. Beside the leader, a towering warrior clad in armor instinctively gripped the rope tighter.

He did not fear death; he had once charged at the forefront of the battlefield. Yet, the prospect of dying from being devoured by countless insects was too cruel.

It was not only a matter of the flesh. Such a death was considered the annihilation of the soul as well.

"...There is no need to fear, this must be the god’s promise, the army we can use to defeat the Egyptians."

"Of course, before that, we must first complete the god’s mission and kill those cursed by the god, the Alien Clan."

Taking a deep breath, Kash, though unwilling to admit it, might see these as his future soldiers.

But could soldiers composed of humans truly fight alongside them? He was not sure. Yet, the strength of such an army was likely to be extraordinary.

Decades ago, Kash and his subjects, along with all of Nubia, were crushed head-on by Ramses II, the prime monarch of Egypt’s Nineteenth Dynasty.

The Egyptian Pharaoh, considered a god among mortals, showed them no mercy as his great army pressed in.

From then on, Nubia was forced to submit to the rule of the Egyptian Pharaoh, and Ramses II even personally sacrificed Nubian prisoners of war in the Abu Simbel Temples to showcase his achievements.

Hatred was henceforth sown, but the gap in strength remained insurmountable. Kash had thought there would be no chance for revenge in his lifetime; he only hoped someone would inherit his name, his hatred, and then crush Egypt in the name of Nubia.

But who would have thought that at this juncture, the god Amon of Thebes would actually bestow an oracle, responding to them.

The deity, who traditionally favored the Egyptians, seemed finally weary of their incompetence. He promised the Nubians that as long as they could slaughter to extinction those mortals with sinful lineage, Kash could retain this invincible army until his death, and the gods would recognize Nubia’s status, allowing them to march through upper and lower Egypt and become the new Pharaoh.

"This is our best chance."

Raising his whip, Kash’s demeanor firmed.

"The Egyptians occupy the most beautiful land by the Nile River and are most favored by the gods. Even if all the tribes in the mortal world united, it would be tough to defeat the Egyptian army."

"But this time it’s different, we will not only defeat them militarily, but we will also win the favor of the gods. As long as... we complete that mission."

"Go—!"

Once again moving forward, Kash led the way, with the rest of the cavalry following closely behind.

The dark tide in front was drawing closer, and their faces grew uglier by the moment. But if even Kash was willing to move forward, who would dare to retreat?

Clop-clop—

Clop.

The horses stopped in front of the black tide, and the delicate ’Sasa’ sounds strained everyone’s nerves to the limit.

Kash noticed that these tiny creatures seemed to realize his arrival as well; they were watching him, this guest with a special aura.

"Clang—"

He drew the long sword from his waist, steadying his trembling arm.

His sword pointed to The Sky and then slowly glided downwards towards the direction where the clouds were.

"By the command of the great god Amon, I shall be your Commander. We will cross the heavy rain and kill all sources of evil!"

"Now, line up!"

His voice cracking slightly, Kash watched the dark tide before him anxiously.

He did not know if his actions would be of any use, nor did he know if they could understand his demands, but he still made every attempt he could think of.

...

Sasa...

After a long stare, just as Kash’s courage was nearly retreating, he saw the vast black tide finally changing.

The endless ’dark wave’ parted on both sides, as if making way for the sword-bearing king of Nubia.

"Huh..."

Exhaling lightly, Kash finally let down his guard.

He spurred his horse forward, moving along the path cleared by the black tide to the center of this group of ant creatures.

"Now..."

"They are mine."

Feeling as if the sword in his hand became lighter, Kash looked towards the faraway clouds.

"All forces—"

"Forward!"

Pointing his sword towards the direction indicated by the Oracle, Kash swore to the gods that he would not leave a single one alive.