Chapter 263: Chapter 63 Vows and Beginnings_2
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Just in time, the Goddess of Law seems to be busy with something recently, and by the time she returns, humans will probably be extinct. In the context of corpses scattered across the earth, presenting such a suggestion would undoubtedly gain support.
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On this day, aside from the Divine King on Mount Olympus, many others noticed the change.
When Pandora opened the jar, the gods of the Underworld were permitted, and they began to use their inherent divine authority to affect the mortal world.
Even without involving transcendent powers, these natural shifts were sufficient to bring about catastrophe for humanity, but on this tranquil evening, all mortals were still unaware of what had happened.
Disease had begun to spread, and the outline of calamities started to ferment, yet it would be a long time before their eruption. In the deep night, everything appeared silent and still, with only a very few beings in the human-occupied regions able to detect these subtle changes on the level of the Law.
Standing at the core of Aurora, Mephisto looked apprehensively at the burning Sacred Fire. Having once been human, he thought he could approach this flame, even draw some from it like other humans, but that was not the case.
As he tried to draw near, a sense of crisis from deep within his soul made Mephisto involuntarily stop in his tracks. He was certain that if he moved forward, the Sacred Fire was likely to burn from reality towards his own spirit, turning him into ashes inside and out.
Although he didn’t know what Cohen was thinking, such a state, the longer it lasted, the better.
“Let it be, it’s best to keep it up indefinitely. The unknown is truly bothersome... and that guy I met by accident, I don’t know what that strange puppet is, but fortunately, its power is weak, and it can’t affect much. I’ll just avoid it,” he resolved.
Being ninety miles into a hundred-mile journey, the Chaos World did not have this proverb, but Mephisto still seriously recalled all the past events one by one until he was sure there were no issues before he could relax.
After completing this operation, he could return to the Nine Hells for a visit and claim part of the rewards due to him. At least in terms of being a boss, the Lord of the Nine Hells was quite trustworthy.
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In the Spirit Realm, on Mount Sinai.
In the mortal world’s opposite side, in the Spirit Realm that almost covered most places of the entire world, Laine sat in the main seat of the Temple of Lops.
The seasons outside had not changed many times, but in this distorted space-time, a long time had already passed. At some point, the remaining shaft of Gungnir in Laine’s hands had been split again, becoming three sections, two short and one long.
The shorter two sections contained opposing powers, but they shared the remainder of the Divine Artifact’s ‘Gungnir’ name and fate. They had lost their vitality because the little remaining power had concentrated into the middle section, which also exclusively possessed the power of the [Oath] remaining in the Divine Artifact.
Chaos’s [Oath] originally belonged to the world, but during the second era, it was bestowed upon the Styx River, and thus Styx came into existence. As long as gods swore oaths to the river in the world, they would slightly enhance Styx’s power, and if a god broke the oath, after enacting the punishment, the goddess’s power would significantly increase.