Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 688 - 242: Quasi-god, Dragon and Anubis_2

Chapter 688: Chapter 242: Quasi-god, Dragon and Anubis_2

A deep growl echoed within the cave, it seemed somewhat cautious. For beside it, several large dragon eggs were absorbing the power that permeated the air.

Undoubtedly, this was a Red Dragon about to nurture its offspring.

Although as a naturally evil dragonkind born in the Dark Region, this type of dragon was not keen on raising offspring, at least when the hatchlings were just born, they still entered into a sense of responsibility.

If nothing unexpected happened, it would wait here until several dragon eggs hatched and then raise them until they could hunt by themselves before driving them out, which was the usual process.

However, this time, it might not be so lucky…

Whoosh—

“Roar—!”

Being extremely vigilant already, the moment the disturbance occurred, the Red Dragon opened its jaws wide and instinctively spewed a breath of Dragon Flame toward the direction of the sound.

The blazing flames, which seemed capable of burning everything, left the Red Dragon with the impression that there were few lives in the world that could directly face its fire.

Swoosh—

Without a moment’s obstruction, it was as if the two existed in different dimensions.

A Meteor, flickering with black and gold light, flashed by, passing directly through the Dragon Flame and piercing into the body of the Red Dragon.

Time seemed to freeze for an instant, and then, with a loud explosion, the body of the Red Dragon, tens of meters long, violently burst into pieces, scattering across the sky.

Pieces fell, drifting down like snowflakes, and the seemingly powerful Red Dragon collapsed on the spot in an instant.

However, what was surprising was that, when the scattered dragon blood fell to the ground, it strangely formed new eggs of various sizes. They bore the scent of the Red Dragon, but were not quite similar.

“…”

“…Who am I?”

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“Am I Set? Am I Anubis? Am I a Red Dragon?”

“I am a deity of Hemenu… I am a deity of Chaos… But where is Hemenu?”

“…”

As if memory confusion had occurred, it took a moment before a phantom figure emerged in the now-quiet cave.

He had a human torso, a head like a wolf or a dog, and a pair of wings resembling those of dragons.

His eyes were at times confused, and at times frenzied. An unknown amount of time passed before a bit of lucidity appeared in his eyes.

“…So that’s it, am I alive again, or merely another person with memories?”

“Dragon… I hadn’t expected someone else would think to join me. He’s just not as lucky as I am, for he hasn’t awakened yet.”

With a flicker, the being with the head of a Gouthead and seated himself on a random dragon egg.

After some previous sorting out, he finally roughly understood what was going on.

A world war was imminent, he—provisionally considered as him—realized the arrival of Death. However, the power of the world was so strong, the power of the Outer Gods was likewise not something he could contend with.

He wanted to find a way to save himself, but he had neither the wisdom of Thoth nor the strength of La, so with no alternatives, he had to take a gamble.

So, when the Outer God acted, Set resolutely gave up the idea of clinging to life a while longer and instead sought death actively, but it was also seeking life through death.

His own power was so insignificant, neither the world nor the Outer Gods were something he could oppose, hence borrowing power was the best solution.

Before he completely lost the gambling game, and before the Mortal Realm’s Kash and the beast tide were annihilated, his life was protected by the power of both realms.

Thus, such a daring plan took shape in his heart; with no other options, Set gambled everything without hesitation.

Even with the protection of world powers, he knew that he was destined to die, and the idea of escaping from the hands of an Outer God was utterly delusional.

Fortunately, his offspring with Nephthys had not been born yet, so Set decided to take a bold gamble.

He extracted the still-developing ‘Ba’ and projected his thoughts into this spirit that represented the emotional desires of the Egyptian Gods.

As Set, he was a spoil of war to the Outer Gods, and all that he had was inescapable, but the rules of the game did not involve bloodline or offspring.

So when he sensed the power from Chaos on the other side of the Magic Net connection, Set immediately carried out his plan.

Now… Set truly did not know whether he had succeeded. In fact, he vaguely felt that ‘he’ might indeed be alive, but that probably had nothing to do with ‘Set’.

“Does the continuation of memory and cognition mean survival? Rather than saying I am Set, it’s more accurate to say I am a new god that inherited his memories.”

“Since I was originally supposed to be his descendant, let my name be ‘Anubis’ from now on.”

The godheaded Anubis made a decision, and in fact, his current appearance came from this.

The original Egyptian god of death, Anubis, had always been a god with a dog (wolf?) head and human body, even more known than his ancestors. And the dragon wings behind him, naturally, came from the Red Dragon bloodline.

After all, Anubis discovered that his current form of existence seemed a bit strange.

Having devoured a Red Dragon, he had originally planned to directly seize the other’s body, but when Anubis tried to do so, he discovered some secrets deep within the dragon bloodline.

Dragonkind… this race from the Otherworld might, like him, not be a native existence of Chaos. Thus, upon discovering this fact, Anubis changed his plans.

He was not a god of Chaos, lacking an immortal essence; when he lost his authority, he also lost divine power.

But the secrets discovered from the Red Dragon changed his mind, and Anubis was astounded to find that there was another way to wield power in this world.

“…Binding oneself to a species, serving as the origin of the species, to form a pseudo-authority that transforms faith and thus possess divine power?”

“Worthy of a survivor from a destructive disaster of the Otherworld, to think of such means.”

With some admiration, Anubis readily accepted.

He then gave up taking over the Red Dragon’s body, and instead using his ‘Ba’ as the foundation and the Red Dragon’s flesh as the cornerstone, he created a new species.

This was not true creation, devoid of the authority of life, Anubis found it difficult to achieve that. However, as a god originally in the form of a dogheaded person, he actually formed this new species in his own image, and unsurprisingly, the new species also inherited this characteristic.

Of course, once Anubis chose to bind himself to a species, the influence became mutual. So, as the new species possessed the Dragon Vein of the Red Dragon, he too grew a pair of dragon wings.

“I’m not sure what I should be called now. According to these fragmented memories of the Red Dragon, in this world called Chaos, there exists a peculiar kind of territorial god, somewhat similar to the guardian gods of Hemenum (City-State).”

“They generally do not possess real authority, yet they all wield divine power. Hm… tied to a territory, if the territory remains indestructible then divine power does not cease; can I be called a territorial god then? And since I am bound with a species, if the species survives then power never ceases, can I be known as a species god?”

No matter what kind of god, in the end, it’s just a title, but power is tangible.

Thus Anubis quickly dismissed this thought, it was just a minor issue. These gods without substantial authority, it wouldn’t be wrong to generally categorize them as quasi-gods.

“What happened in the past is over.”

“What I need to do now is ensure that the Gouthead People proliferate and become an indispensable part of the world.”

This was an immortality that even the former Set did not have; thinking of this, Anubis couldn’t help but feel somewhat emotional.

Indeed, good birth is better than good deeds; compared to the gods of Hemenu in his time, the gods born in Chaos were already far superior from the moment of birth.