Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 41 – Chapter 18 The Eater Of Suns

Chapter 41 Chapter 18 The Eater of Suns

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One thousand five hundred years ago, Uranus lost his position as the Divine King, and Laine created the Spirit Realm on that very day.

At the same time, the Twin Gods of the Dark Night were called forth by the world, but instead of clashing with Laine, after he sent out the soul embryos, one of them returned with a gift.

Nyx hung a star for Laine, while Erebus passed on the negative emotions from Uranus’s deposition to Laine.

That was the hatred of a father for his son, the murderous intention of a king towards a rebel. Laine originally planned to mix it with other materials in the future to forge it into a Divine Artifact specifically designed to target the twelve Titans, but later on, he had some new ideas.

Why target twelve gods when you can target one?

With a light touch of his left hand on the “Codex of Creation,” the intangible order was rewriten. At this moment, the Sun had not yet returned to its place, and the ‘retribution’ against Hyperion was still being maintained. Laine thus wielded his Divine Power, cleverly altering the method of ‘retribution.’

The God of Sun in mid-air suddenly felt a shadow creeping over his heart. He glanced around suspiciously, but found nothing.

In the next moment, standing in the twisted flow of time, Laine drew the Source Power of the Spirit Realm, slowly infusing it into the undulating black mist in his hand. A bit of the newly acquired Chaotic Source Force rapidly transformed as well, blending into that mass of negative emotions.

As time passed slowly, the tangled creation of Source Power and emotions in front of him had begun to take shape. It inherited its previous form, resembling an indistinct fog. The mark that belonged to Uranus had been washed away; only the hatred directed towards the Titans was preserved.

Without a doubt, having come into direct contact with the origin, it would never have a normal mind. But Laine did not care. It was just a weapon; it did not need intelligence, only usefulness.

After examining it for a while, finally, in the name of the Master of Spirituality, Laine gave the object in his hand new life.

“Eclipse, indescribable Evil Spirit of the Spirit Realm, nebulous devourer of light and heat, I grant you life in the name of the creator.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the black fog in front of him trembled and then became animated. Although the Evil Spirit still lacked a mind, it was born with the instinct of Chaos. In the next moment, the newly-born Eclipse seemed to sense the intentions of the creator and instantly merged into the surrounding space, rushing toward the celestial body far away.

The murderous intent of the Divine King was originally directed at the twelve Titans, but during the reshaping, Laine focused it solely on Hyperion as the representative of the Sun. When the target was narrowed, this power became even more targeted and restraining.

Moreover, this created life was different from deities; they did not need to grow, but were born at their peak. After blending with other forces, what Laine originally considered ‘enough to create beings comparable to a True God’ advanced further, directly becoming an Evil Being close to Intermediate Divine Power.

Against the [Sun], its power was especially formidable.

What felt like a long time had passed was in fact only a few seconds in the outside world amidst the twisted flow of time. Thus, the gods atop Mount Othrys had just seen Hyperion leave in disarray, when the next moment, the sky darkened.

Hyperion, who had never before seen an Evil Spirit, was momentarily dazed, and the black fog had already encircled him. The newly born Evil Spirit unfolded its intangible form, enveloping the originally vast body of the God of Luminous. Therefore, the Sun’s light was obscured, and Chaos for the first time outside of nightfall, plunged into Darkness.

“What is this?!”

“No—stop!!”

First stunned, then for the first time, the majestic and valiant God of Sun showed a look of fear. When the Evil Spirit born of the emotions of the former Divine King obscured the Sun, he suddenly felt the power belonging to the Sun truly diminish.

This was not a transfer as before, nor was it a temporary change. Hyperion clearly felt that a portion of the [Sun]’s Origin was being transformed into a force opposed to it, a force that seemed born to hate light, wanting to drag the world into Eternal Night.

Even in this moment, his Divine Power, which he had managed to stabilize after the birth of his eldest son, began to waver. If the Sun’s Source Power continued to ebb, he would probably no longer be able to maintain his own power.

“Back off!”

Boom——!

Overcome with fear, Hyperion no longer cared if he might hurt himself. He summoned his divine power and threw a punch towards the sun. The dark mist cloaking the sun’s surface dispersed under that strike, allowing some light to break through, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the black fog had once again enveloped it.

Hyperion’s attack was not without effect, but the evil entity merged with the origin power itself gained an incredible immortality under the premise of sacrificing its sanity. Even with a massive power gap, it was not easily vanquished.

“Theia, help me!”

Hearing her husband’s somewhat panicked call, the mother of light, although not as sensitive to changes in the sun’s source power like the God of Sun, unhesitatingly threw her hand in as well.

The black mist around the sun instantly swelled, which was the ‘light’ induced by the goddess. But in the blink of an eye, the black fog returned to normal. The light mobilized by Theia failed to penetrate its body and was instead devoured by the evil spirit as nourishment.

Clearly, the couple, who had encountered an evil entity for the first time, did not know the correct way to deal with it. Simple divine force attacks were nothing more than massaging the opponent.

Meanwhile, as Hyperion made an all-out effort, the disturbance of his divine power was noticed by the observing deities. The second and third generation Titans sensed it vaguely, but it was different for the first generation. They had felt something was wrong as soon as Laine had released that wave of emotion. Now, the shaking of the God of Sun’s godhood had truly changed their complexions.

“Thaesis, did you feel it just now?”

“I felt it… I’m not very sure, but it gave me the impression of facing the Heavenly Father directly.”

The original water goddess responded gravely to her husband’s words, involuntarily clenching her fists. Thousands of years had passed, and she thought she had forgotten the past, but when that familiar aura arrived, she couldn’t control her own emotions.

Titan, a word that stood for the faint-hearted. In an attempt to sever ties with the past, they changed the term to Titans, symbolizing courage and strength. But in truth, they were no different from what they had been thousands of years ago in the face of the Heavenly Father.

“It’s not him, at most it’s just some power he left behind.”

Unlike her siblings, the Goddess of Luminous, Phoebe, appeared much more ‘composed’. Phoebe always valued her dignity, longing for the respect and flattery of others, but even she did not notice her voice trembling.

The two deities who governed the sea, her own husband, the deity of heavenly bodies, or even Hyperion, who was wildly attacking the sun in the sky, were all deities with formidable divine powers, but Phoebe was different.

If the mother of light was held back from advancing due to her slow accumulation of divine power, Phoebe’s hindrance was purely a limitation of her godhood.

Perhaps in her original trajectory, Phoebe once had control of oracles and through that insight managed to take that critical step. But now, it seemed she no longer had that opportunity.

“Some power… If it’s just that, I’m less worried. But he’s actually able to turn that power into such a special form of life.”

“With an inherent ability to counter, despite such a vast gap in power, it can render Hyperion utterly helpless. That is a terrifying creation.”

The taciturn ruler of mountains identified the crux of the problem.

“Let us hope it cannot be replicated.”

Pontus’s expression was also somewhat gloomy. Unlike his indifferent brother, he had personally hidden Uranus’s organs in the ocean depths.

Whether there was only one force against the twelve Titans he did not know, but the question of whether there was something directed at him was the ancient Sea God’s real concern.

A silent oppression spread amongst the deities. This was the first time they had heard of a creation that could shake the very origin of godhood.