Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 – Chapter 15 Chaotic Source Force

Chapter 38 Chapter 15 Chaotic Source Force

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Atop Mount Othrys.

The Sun and Moon took turns in the sky, and the tremors of the Origin Sea grew denser. As time passed, the number of deities around the Mount of the Gods also gradually increased.

Surrounding the Mount of the Gods, the positions of the gods were clearly demarcated. The Ocean Deity Sovereign’s lineage, the lineage of the ancient Sea Gods, the Mountain Gods, and the God of Stars, each claimed their own direction, not intermingling. As for the other deities, they were scattered among them, somewhat easing the heavy atmosphere of the divine factions.

Out of the four major factions, the lineage of the God of Stars was unconcerned with worldly affairs. They resided in the sky, led by the God of Sun, without conflicts with other lineages. The only celestial god who could potentially conflict with them, Coeus, had only two children, and the stars treated him with exceptional respect.

However, the remaining three factions were different. Subtly, the Mountain Gods and ancient Sea Gods stood together, in opposition to the growing divine lineage of the Ocean Deity Sovereign.

The conflict between two Sea Gods had been longstanding, and on the earth, due to the increasing number of River, Lake, and Spring Gods, the tensions between Oceanus and the Mountain Gods also accumulated. As such, Ourea and Pontus, these two brothers, also joined forces to face their nephew’s ever-strengthening lineage.

That is also why, even with two great Divine Powers, Oceanus had yet to truly move against his uncle. It wasn’t merely out of concern for Mother Earth’s stance, but more so because of Ourea’s presence.

Of course, there was also Cronus on the Mount of the Gods. Everyone knew that although the Divine King had been forced to accept the current state of gods governing themselves, he would not always accept it.

If the gods went to war, should they give him this opportunity, then he would surely do something.

The sovereigns of several divine factions were well aware of this.

In the somewhat tense atmosphere among the gods, three months passed in a blink of an eye. The perfection of the Codex gradually approached its end. Around the body of the Goddess of Law, chains of Law visibly converged, tightly connecting with the increasingly profound Codex of Creation.

With the tip of her finger as her brush and the Source Power as her ink, under the gaze of the gods of Chaos, Themis freely wrote down her achievements of a thousand years. At one moment, when she inscribed the last character, time and space seemed to freeze for an instant.

The surroundings of the Mount of the Gods immediately fell into a strange silence, only the sound of the chains of Law pulling remained unchanged.

In this special atmosphere, Themis was not affected. The legal clauses were already written, with just one last step remaining. She pressed her hand on the brass pages of the book, which had somehow grown to the height of a person, and the Divine Artifact began to flicker in response to the will of the Goddess of Law.

Themis could feel that at this moment, she was infinitely close to the Origin Sea. Every word she spoke could be heard by the world.

“In the name of the highest order of Law, under the witness of Chaos, I hereby make a covenant with the world.”

“Whosoever has lived for a hundred days, establish a Law; from this moment it shall take effect, for all eternity.”

The voice was soft as it left her lips, but when it truly spread, the very reality of Chaos seemed to tremble with it. Immediately, the chains of Order around Themis began to chime in an orderly fashion, and shades of grey Mist began to emerge from the Laws. The mist was fickle, eventually taking the form of serpents. They slithered around the Codex of Creation, hissing and howling at it.

The gods couldn’t help but feel solemn in their hearts. That was the Chaotic Source Force remaining in reality, a malignant remnant from the beginning of creation.

They were the placenta that birthed Tartarus and also the core of those places beyond reality, which turned back even the gods. The Chaotic Source Force lingering here was just a fraction, one or two percent, of what it had been at the beginning, but it was enough to intimidate any deity.

Chaos is naturally hostile to Order, and that’s why it surrounded the Codex of Creation. But the disparity in power made them instinctively halt their advance.

After all, a complete Divine Artifact of the Trinity was a true equal to the Great Divine Power, and even if not yet perfected, it was not something these remnants of Chaotic Source Force could oppose.

Time ticked by second after second, the ‘Mist Serpents’ around also gradually increasing in number. When the last traces of grey mist trickled out, the chains of Law returned to calm. There were no trumpets or sudden surges of power, but everyone knew, the ‘lawmaking’ had been a success.

In the past hundred days, Themis’s Godhood origin and Cronus’s Divine King authority had both been gradually elevated. All gods could feel that even though her Divine Power had not increased, the Goddess of Justice had opened the threshold to Great Divine Power.

What remained was simply the accumulation of time.

“Congratulations, my sister, the gods shall remember your glorious deed,”

surrounded the Mount of the Gods, Oceanus was the first to speak out his congratulations. Despite the Mist Serpents’ unpredictable roaming, which kept him from approaching the Mount, his resonant voice still carried far enough.

“Congratulations, Themis Your Grace.”

“It is my honor to witness your great work.”

“Congratulations. Your deeds today will surely be immortalized within Chaos forever.”

The Ocean Deity Sovereign’s voice seemed to remind the assembled deities, as the sounds of celebration started to ring out incessantly.

Atop the Mount of the Gods, Themis, despite being very exhausted, still mustered the energy to exchange pleasantries with the various gods. Her efforts of a millennium had finally borne fruit; feeling the increase in her Godhood’s Origin, she even managed a smile for a few gods from the Underworld who were usually not to her liking.

The Godhoods of “Deceit” and “Lust” naturally conflicted with that of “Law,” but since they were brought by the God of Light and the Goddess of Daylight, the Goddess of Justice reluctantly accepted their somewhat begrudging congratulations.

Yet in her memory, there should be more than five deities from the Underworld; she wondered what had detained the others.

The voices of the gods offering their congratulations kept on coming, but Themis soon realized their awkward predicament. With the legislation concluded, the gods were supposed to come to the Mount of the Gods, but due to the presence of Chaotic Source Force, including Cronus, none dared to come close.

Themis had no solution for this. She signaled to Cronus with her eyes, ready to invite the gods to the Divine Palace behind Mount Othrys first, where the celebration feast was already prepared.

“Congratulations, Lady Themis.”

Just as she was about to speak, a familiar voice came over. The Goddess of Justice turned around with a bit of surprise, as she had thought the other would wait until the crowd dissipated before coming over.

Where her gaze landed, a ripple of space appeared, and a young deity in black quietly materialized before her, seemingly unaffected by the Chaotic Source Force.

A few of the great Divine Powers in the distance frowned, for even with their might, they had only noticed the newcomer a moment earlier. This level of spatial-temporal power, they had only seen in Cronus before.

“It should be ‘shared joy,’ Prince Laine,” she said with a slight smile, relieved. She pointed to the nearby Codex of Creation.

“Two hundred years overdue, it’s time the item returned to its rightful owner.”

“And these Chaotic Source Forces, if you hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known what to do with them,” Themis said.

Hearing this, many of the deities who had never seen Laine before were curious about his identity and his connection to the Goddess of Law’s Divine Artifact.

The few who recognized Laine’s presence were also puzzled. Chaotic Source Force was like poison to the gods who were born in this era.

Laine, paying no heed to the other deities, nodded towards Themis. With a gesture, the Codex of Creation shrunk to the size of a normal book and fell into his palm.

He tapped the spine with his fingertip, and a page fell from the Divine Artifact. A streak of golden light flashed across the page, and the surrounding Mist Serpents were sucked in like water into a whale, leaving no trace behind.

Clearly, in the hands of the true owner of the Divine Artifact, it exhibited an even greater might within the domain of “Order.”

“Will you stay for my victory celebration?” Themis asked.

“No, I’m just here to take these things you couldn’t handle. I’ve been looking forward to the Chaotic Source Force for quite some time,” Laine replied, shaking his head as he declined Themis’ invitation.

He had no interest in attending a celebration of this era.

With the items in hand, Laine was about to bid farewell, but in the next moment, an inexplicable oppressive force suddenly arrived, solidifying the space around them.

This level of confinement actually had little effect on him; with just a bit more effort, Laine could easily break free.

But he didn’t do so. Instead, he simply turned to look towards the source of the power.

As expected, in his line of sight stood the family of the God of Sun. Leading them was none other than the Principal God, Hyperion.