Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality - Chapter 684 - Chapter 684: Chapter 241: Taking Shape

Chapter 684: Chapter 241: Taking Shape

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Rustle —

On the Sea of Origin, the black and gold colors roiled and intertwined.

It was unclear when the golden tide seemed quieter than before, no longer as lively as it was initially.

“Set…”

Across the endless abyss, seeing the light soaring into the sky, Ra’s eyes held only indifference.

In comparison to a complete world, Shu’s existence was actually insignificant, even with the addition of the three deities currently taking action, it remained the same.

After all, no matter how weak a world might be, it was still a world, where even Great Divine Power seemed trivial before it, let alone the ordinary deities.

However, many times, mere magnitude could not represent everything; having or not having was far more significant than quantity.

Just like Chaos’s Law of Death, no matter how incomplete, as a complete world, it still had Thanatos; and in Hemenu’s world, the proportion of wind might far surpass water and fire, yet it was equally indispensable.

But now, as wind converged with earth, the Desert and Storm God, Set, shot into the sky, becoming one of the pillars constructing the world. ‘Wind’ probably faced the risk of entirely vanishing from Hemenu’s world.

Such a precise ‘instrument,’ even losing a single screw, if not promptly addressed, was certain to lead to disaster in the future.

“Your Majesty, what should we do about the current situation?”

His face ashen, Earth God Geb pleaded with Ra, who was seated atop the Great Sun Orb.

It wasn’t his turn yet, but he knew it likely wouldn’t be long.

With his companion of millennia on the verge of falling, how much longer could he hold on? After they ended, Ra probably wouldn’t escape either, had he no fear?

Boom —

As they spoke, in the sky, Set, rushing towards the flames like a moth, was effortlessly struck down, leaving Rain God and Sky Goddess to fight desperately.

The battle occurred nearby, and for a moment, the strength of the three deities wavered like candles in the wind. However, due to the local laws, although the Flame flickered, it was not extinguished entirely.

“Don’t rush; let’s wait and see.”

Ra’s eyes lifted slightly as if he had responded.

The scenes on the Sea of Origin were not merely a contest of strength; the Outer God’s power could easily crush the three deities’ resistance, yet they could still endure because the war in the Mortal Realm hadn’t reached a decisive outcome.

Hence, the power forming the chessboard faintly protected them — though anyone could see that the resistance of the three deities wasn’t likely to last much longer.

“The chessboard has unfolded; no one can leave unless one of you manages to break free from the World Power forming the chessboard and defeat the Outer God in a head-on clash.”

Ra narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping around.

Now, apart from Ra, only three Pillar Gods had not taken action: Earth God Geb, God of Underworld Osiris, and Nephthys, the guardian of the living and the dead. In reality, this too was his intentional design.

The enemy’s tactics were more numerous than he had imagined, but Ra was not without means to respond.

“You can’t do it, nor can I.”

“What we can do now is to prepare as much as possible for the next steps.”

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Tear —

On the earth, beneath the towering giant tree, a brutal struggle continued.

Kash underestimated Aaron’s preparation; the Fountain, like some toxic substance, could indeed be artificially influenced. The ant bridge he built was quickly extinguished by the waves, suppressing the assault once more.

Yet Aaron’s tactics had evidently reached their limit. When Kash commanded his troops to use the most primitive method, bringing soil and stones with them — ready to perish together, attempting to fill the moat, the countdown to close combat began.

The Fountain of Life had no effect on inanimate objects; even with the relentless flow, an avenue was easily filled by the endless swarms of insectoid jackals.

A vast army surged like a tide, converging with soldiers previously soaked in the Fountain.

Then the battle slid in the direction Aaron least desired. Although the desert’s insect jackals were temporarily unable to harm the soldiers soaked in the Fountain, their numbers were thousands and tens of thousands of times that of the defenders.

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Fearlessly crossing the lines, they rampaged through the rear camps.

The camp erupted, with people scrambling and fleeing in all directions.

Trampling, shoving, and even intentionally tripping others to make way for themselves — the ugliness of human nature was laid bare.

Accompanied were countless buzzing sounds, with thunderous noise from the sky, and drizzling rain falling from the void above.

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