Chapter 765: Chapter 272: The Thief and the Seventh_2
This strand of soul was like a hair on a body, carrying no consciousness or thought, it rely contained part of Hers’s imprint.
As it left the body, Hers quickly drank a liquid from a small bottle, and the depleted strand of soul soon regenerated itself.
“Hopefully this ti, it can last a bit longer.”
With a forward push, the runes rged with the crystal stone.
Watching this scene that he had experienced many tis, Hers relaxed his mind, calmly waiting for the result.
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Whoosh——
Whish, whish…
In the void beyond Chaos, not far from Hers.
There floated a fragnt of land, several dozen miles in size, yet Hers seed as if he saw it not.
Hers’s conjecture was not incorrect, only now, with the world of Henu shattered, all its scattered fragnts had long been drifting towards Chaos.
Just as a massive celestial body uses gravity to capture teors, even though the largest pieces still contained an abundance of laws from the alien realm, the smaller fragnts did not.
The marks of their alien realm had been erased, bit by bit, assimilated by the strength of Chaos, just like the remnants of the Nine Realms before them.
Chains of Law bound them, dragging them through the void.
As if the rumbling sound echoing in the soul accompanied the sway of chains, but even so close by, Hers perceived nothing.
This was not surprising, as not many had noticed when the remnants of the Nine Realms rged either.
Though Henu was much larger than these broken fragnts, what was rging now were just residues.
They were nowhere near stirring any storm, and before long, they would beco a part of Chaos.
During this process, they wouldn’t have any intersection with Hers… assuming one disregarded the ‘passengers’ on this ‘vessel.’
Yet reality held no ifs; the ‘passengers’ on this ‘vessel’ had noticed the disturbances outside as well.
Drifting around this narrow fragnt, the inconsistent shadowy figures watched Hers’s every move, a hint of amusent flashing in their eyes.
Is this an entity from another world… it hardly seems so.
After all, it won’t be long before both belong to the sa world.
Yet before entering Chaos, to encounter such a being was unexpected.
Was this the protective destiny bestowed by the shattered Henu, or a trap laid by Chaos?
“Interesting…”
With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Amon couldn’t determine whether this was a good or bad on.
After all, the domain of fate had always belonged to the world itself; any claim to control fate was but an expression of the world’s will.
The Fates of the Nine Realms couldn’t change the Twilight of the Gods; the Fates of Chaos could only patch things up.
Even the Tri-phased Incarnation of Mother Night remained detached, almost never manifesting in the world.
So whether the unfolding events were influenced by fate or if the world will of the alien realm detected so discord, arranging such a coincidence before him, no one could be certain.
If it were Zeus, faced with such a scene, he would probably choose to retreat.
After all, with other choices available, there was no need to gamble.
But at this mont, it was not the Divine King who faced all this.
“Hmm… let’s take a gamble, just once.”
With a hint of pleasure in his deanor, Amon smiled as he stepped out from the fragnt.
In an instant, his figure beca even more epheral.
Devoid of all strength, and even with a nature surpassing all gods, what he could do was indeed limited; it was even difficult to rely on his own ‘swimming’ through the vast void to reach Chaos.
Much like the forr Laine, who possessed a highly pure essence of space-ti power, his powers couldn’t bring any substantial strength before the opening of the Spirit Realm.
Fortunately, Henu was shattered, so there were many ‘vessels’ Amon could board.
He casually picked one and began to idly await the ‘vessel’s arrival at the shore.’
“Unexpectedly, before ‘docking,’ I’ve found a treasure chest first.”
“So, is this luck, or bait?”
His form flickering, Amon blinked as he looked at Hers and the crystal stone in his hand.
“A god, and one who seems more godlike.”
“The loose Law in the void, and what he is doing, looks so much like bait…”
“But I choose to bet on it, and as for the wager… let’s say it’s my own life.”
Swish——
The form that could sowhat be discerned exploded open, turning into strands of light and shadow, swirling towards Hers’s location.
In Amon’s eyes, everything before him was so clear.
Even without strength, his status allowed him to see the truth.
Hers felt to him like a deity who had lost its Godhood, yet even better off than those.
And that crystal stone was a true deity that had lost its Divine Power.
So eternal, undying strength lay hidden deep within the stone, repelling all external influence; uncreated, indestructible, unincreasing, unyielding.
No force from any world below could shake it, not even beings like Tartarus.
But clearly, Hers’s intent wasn’t to destroy the consciousness hidden within the stone; his actions were more like a theft, a deceit, or a parasitism.
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