"Relying on them turned out to be in vain; in the end, everything still depends on ."
"...I hope to grasp as much information about the Alien Realm as possible before that. We know next to nothing about Him—though now that I think of it, the world seems to have changed as well after Shu’s Death..."
An idea flashed through his mind as he stood above the primordial waters, La felt as if ti around him had once again slowed down.
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No, it was not as if.
Overlooking the Mortal Realm, La realized that this was not an illusion but that ti had indeed slowed down.
The entire world’s pace had decreased slightly, manifesting as ti stretching out, and the place where he was, was the most noticeable.
This slowdown seed to originate from high to low, beginning from the outer layers of the world and the Sea of Origin and gradually intensified, spreading throughout the entire world.
It was like a dying being trying to delay the arrival of Death, longing for a turnaround that it didn’t know existed.
"Is it because of Shu’s premature Death, yes, the Death of one of the Nine Pillar Gods, part of the Origin being plundered, although this isn’t enough to cripple a world, yet it’s an extrely dangerous on."
"So the world began to save itself, It further slowed down the passage of ti, then, at all costs, stirred the Origin...but It lacked consciousness, this act, was nothing but a slow Death."
He didn’t think this thod held any aning, of course, it might have, but La was not yet able to observe changes on that level.
In any case, no matter what, La couldn’t change the changes induced by the world’s instincts, nor did he intend to do anything.
It wasn’t yet ti for him to take action, Shu’s Death was already in the past, unexpected as the outco was, but La could only choose to accept it.
No matter how much he loathed Isis for causing this unfavorable situation, how much he detested the Alien Realm, the ga of chess had to continue.
"Hmph—traitor, do you think the gods of the Alien Realm will trust you?"
With a cold snort, La noticed that the climate in the Mortal Realm had unknowingly changed again.
And it seems it might also be because of Shu’s Death, this ti the range of change was much greater than he had anticipated. The barrier between the Sea of Origin and the material world seed weakened, allowing for stronger forces to seep through.
Of course, this was mutual, not just them, the opponents were the sa.
"Let’s begin, this is the second ti now. I hope this ti...you manage to achieve so results."
Under La’s gaze, the changes in the Mortal Realm appeared like a fast-forwarded silent film. Tefnut’s torrential rains descended first, sandstorms spiraled over the great desert.
Various beasts displayed fierce eyes, as though they were insects in the desert or birds in the sky.
As for Thoth...
"Eh—looks like he does have so skills."
With a glance, La saw that the other party seed to be attempting an act similar to Divine Descending. Only, in this case, it seed that many practices of Demon Art were mixed in.
Previously, Shu didn’t do this because he couldn’t do it. Even La could only send down an oracle and then was confined above the Sea of Origin, outside of the world.
But due to Shu’s Death, the Law seed to have a slight loophole. This loophole temporarily couldn’t be bypassed by Divine Power, but for Thoth, who took over so of the magic mysteries after Osiris’s ’Death,’ this seed indeed exploitable.
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Mortal Realm, the Royal Palace of mphis.
The upheavals in the Sky were not yet reflected on the ground, even the individuals involved did not know that the mont they stepped back into the Royal Palace was precisely Shu’s ti of Death.
sse rely keenly noticed, the mont he appeared again in front of the Pharaoh, that the sounds of the wind seed even more intense above the palace.
The wild air currents emitted bursts of sounds, beating against buildings and withered plants, bursting out with piercing booms.
The strong winds swept through the streets, circulating back in narrow spaces, like night owls screeching, harsh and piercing.
The aberrant weather seed like soone was wailing, cursing, releasing his malice upon all things...Overwheld, sse heaved a sigh, knowing this ruckus had been noticed not only by him but the Pharaoh as well.
"Guards, expel him, this is not a place for him to tread!"
Inside the grand and splendid palace, Ramses II’s expression was stern.
Seeing sse again, the urge to kill churned in his heart. Yet with the experience of the last encounter, the Pharaoh was very aware that he likely could not kill him.
This was a Sin Person favored by the Evil God, capable of wielding Demon Art, conjuring water marshes, and even forging Curses—recently, more loyal slaves among the Hebrews stealthily ran from their congregations and inford the Pharaoh about the changes there, even offering a pot of clean water.
Because of this loyal slave, Ramses II knew why his sches hadn’t worked. It wasn’t that his plans were flawed, but that the other party had Supernatural powers aiding him.
However, hearing is not like seeing, to verify the slave’s words, the Pharaoh commanded the criminal to drink the pot of clean water to see if it truly possessed the ability to ’discern Faith and bestow a Curse.’
The outco naturally did not surprise, those still faithful to the Egyptian gods aged and died instantly upon drinking the clean water, whereas certain faithless criminals were unhard.
"Your Majesty, your steadfastness will not yield what you desire. I do not wish to be your enemy, we just want to leave!"
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