Capítulo 1161: Chapter 494: Interaction_2
“A world of such grandeur shouldn’t have such rigid definitions of ‘life’ and ‘death’…”
Stepping into the Egyptian settlent, Hers made no attempt to hide his presence.
Monts later, soone indeed noticed his whereabouts.
“Who’s there—wait, who are you?! Stop, don’t co any closer!”
Whiz—!
An arrow sliced through the air and embedded itself into the ground before Hers.
Behind a distant wooden shelter, a skinny, ragged Egyptian watched nervously.
In such an environnt, in this fractured world, beings like Hers, resplendent and untouched by filth, had long vanished.
Stimulated by the commotion, more figures erged from various places… Seeing this scene, the Great Alchemist rely spread his hands and smiled.
“[Food]”
As the words landed, the red rain falling from the sky blurred for a mont, transforming into a shower of barley and wheat.
With the enhancent of the [Wise Man’s Stone] and its projection of [Draupnir], Hers easily perford alchemy that could be called transmutation, turning raindrops into food.
Eyes widened, the Egyptians who hadn’t seen a divine miracle in a long ti were frozen in place.
Smiling again, the Great Alchemist waved his hand, applying a layer of ‘filter’ to himself.
“As you see, children of Egypt.”
“The world is in ruin, all gods have fallen… but there are always survivors.”
“I was once a No deity of a City-State, safeguarding the peace of the city. But disaster turned it to history, granting the opportunity to beco a new god.”
“Now, I, Kulene Hers Thoth, will shelter you in the na of God, establishing my own ‘Laru’ here.”
“Are you willing to accept my protection, to offer your faith, to give the respect and devotion once shown to the Nine Pillar Gods?”
Without lying, Hers considered that Athens’ National Guardian Mage could also be understood as a guardian deity.
Kulene was where he was once born in the Fantasy World, while Thoth was the Henu God whose various powers aligned most closely with his own.
As for ‘Laru’… It’s a term in Egyptian culture for a type of afterworld, similar to so spirit realms, bearing so resemblance to the Divine Kingdom.
In the Egyptians’ understanding, No Gods (guardian deities) from various places had the ability to establish ‘Laru’, temporarily housing the souls of the deceased.
In this respect, Hers could also weave a temporary illusion to allow these souls from the Alien Realm to persist—in such ‘Ka’ and ‘Ba’ soul structures, he had long been curious.
Studying Chaos’ soul might inadvertently make one a blaspher, so scrutinizing the souls of otherworldly beings seed harmless.
Considering these Egyptians might beco his future believers, Hers only intended to conduct shallow research on them.
As for the deeper aspects… It was rumored that there were other beings in this world fragnt?
“So, tell your decision.”
“Agree or refuse?”
“—We are willing!”
Bang—!
They prostrated in worship, as though finding a bottle of water in the desert.
Facing Hers, the surviving Egyptians hardly resisted.
Their past faith was already like this, and the devouring among gods was commonplace.
A No deity nad Hers inheriting Thoth’s legacy—was this strange? Not at all.
The only issue worth noting was probably that no one had heard of the na Kulene… But faced with life and death, such trivial matters drew no concern.
…
From that day forth, within this world fragnt, the Egyptians had their own ‘god.’
Natural disasters remained powerful, and conditions were still harsh.
But in front of the successor of the forr god of writing, Wisdom, and Magic, Thoth, these problems were not really problems.
Gradually, having been saved in despair, the Egyptians’ faith grew increasingly devout and fervent.
And as their object of worship, the boundary between Hers and this fragnted world beca increasingly tenuous.
Until one day, he projected a real No God from the [Wise Man’s Stone].
And this fabricated concept truly manifested in reality.
“Indeed, it is peculiar.”
“Divide the soul into parts carrying inherent nature, beastly desires, and consciousness, and parts used to receive godhood, power, and strength.”
“Ultimately, this structure allows mastery of strength and the bearing of mighty godhood authority without personal impact.”
“This structure might be replicable into a ditation thod for the cultivation of future Spellcasters inheriting from .”
Thoughtful, as he considered his future path, it beca increasingly clear with the casting of the [Wise Man’s Stone].
Upon his own deification, he was almost certain to establish a ‘school’—one originating from his path to godhood, allowing successors to build upon it while remaining innately integrated.
With each new branch, he would grow stronger; with each person who beca a god through this, the ‘symbol’ he aid to construct would reach a greater state of perfection.
In a sense, it might make so sense why followers of that forr Lord of Hell called him ‘Little Divine King.’
Though Hers’ path was essentially unconcerned with collective associations, those would-be gods who fell again had little relation to him—but indeed, their paths did converge.
In such a case, this soul structure, which significantly reduced the cost for mortals to touch divine power, proved useful.
From the perspective of the Henu Gods, this structure was flawed.
But from a mortal’s perspective, wasn’t it also an inherent talent?
“Hmm…”
“Uh?”
Hers slightly turned his head, gazing into the distance, and after a mont, withdrew his gaze.
Another conflict between Egyptians and those they called ‘Sin People’—for such trivial matters, the Great Alchemist paid no heed.
In such dire conditions, their conflicts wouldn’t amount to much chaos.
“Speaking of which, what would happen if I brought Amon-Ra here?”
“With the sa na, could he acquire part of the legacy of the Egyptian Divine King Amon-Ra-Atum?”
A sudden thought crossed his mind, but after considering it for a mont, Hers set the idea aside.
If the opposing party truly received the legacy of Great Divine Power, he might not be able to overpower it.
Best to wait… These dangerous experints were better saved for after becoming a god.
…
anwhile, as Hers ca to change the Egyptians’ plight.
In a dim cavern, Rudas silently completed his daily prayers, appreciating the grace of the deities and expressing his doubts.
For so ti now, for reasons unknown, the once frequent divine miracles had grown obscure.
Although he could still sustain himself, Rudas failed in his plan to proclaim among his kin that he was also a prophet of divine revelation.
Of course, a mortal’s inability to fathom divine will was commonplace.
Rudas did not harbor any negative emotions for this, considering it his own failure to grasp the deity’s intention.
However, the recent commotion from the Egyptians left him uneasy.
Those vile lower class people, those shaless thieves.
Their god had stolen the master’s light, and they themselves occupied everything granted to the Hebrews by the master.
Now, those sinful deities weren’t completely destroyed, yet they dared to rise again!
“Dangerous… It’s best not to approach there for now.”
“I uphold the deity’s will, destined to bring glory to the master.”
“Hence, I cannot die here; even if I must die, it should be for sothing more worthwhile.”
Justifying his retreat in his heart, Rudas hid inside the cavern.
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