Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 716: Chapter 255 God Says Forty Days_2

Layers upon layers of worlds undulated beneath him, and seven vast layers of light and shadow flickered in the center.

As if standing at the center of heaven and earth and the universe, Messe once again saw that shadow beyond all worlds.

As if it had never changed, yet seemed to change at every moment. Messe again prostrated himself on the ground, expressing his devotion and humility to God.

“God…”

His voice trembled as soon as he spoke, for with just that one glance, even though God did not explain, Messe already knew why he had come here.

His first covenant with God had ended, he had wagered his life and everything on it.

But now God told him that he was different from others. His life was more than just one, and therefore he could have a second covenant.

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He was different, Messe always knew this.

After all, God never shied away from His attention, and He personally told Messe that he was different, an exception among other Hebrews.

Yet before today, Messe did not know where his difference lay, and only during this time after death, feeling that power beyond the mortal world, did he have a slight guess.

But a guess was ultimately just a guess, like a blind man feeling an elephant, he couldn’t see the whole picture.

All he could see was a corner of the truth, but at this moment, as he stood here, even though God did not speak, he “knew.”

Messe was his name as a mortal, yet he had two other names that did not belong to the mortal world.

One was Pallas, the other was Horus, they were inborn and were the source of everything.

Two names, belonging to two divinities, to two masters of earth and sky; although this mastery was of the future, not the present.

One had not yet lived, yet had already died; one should have been born, but was born by another.

But no matter what, under God’s will, these two names ultimately should have belonged to Messe, and through the bloodline, belonged to the Hebrews.

In the destiny of Egypt, Horus was the progeny of Osiris and Isis, this reflection was natural; in the destiny of Chaos, Pallas was the offspring of Zeus “who died,” and the Hebrews were precisely his descendants.

So as long as the rest of the Hebrews died, their material lives would end, and their bloodline would cease.

Messe didn’t need to do anything, he would automatically gather all the scattered strength, becoming the existence that inherited the future destiny of the Divine King of two worlds.

The destiny of the world would stand by his side—or be in contradiction because of him. This was the reason why God focused on him alone and why he could still stand here.

So at this moment, Messe understood God’s intention.

He had paid a portion of life and destiny, as a price for his past choices; thus God made him personally experience all of this, showing him the ugliness of humankind.

God made him feel how powerful the force he should have possessed truly was, and God made him witness the indelible gap between the Egyptian gods and mortals.

One lived in eternal honor, the other lay in long slumber in the mortal realm.

God knew he would be killed, yet He still let Messe experience this process himself.

Until now, God asked him “Do you regret it?” But Messe knew that God was actually asking him, “Have you given up?”

As long as he said he gave up, then even with only one life and fate left, he could continue to live, reborn from death. Indeed, God would give back what was taken, letting him regain everything of his own.

As long as Messe nodded, as long as he abandoned those people, then God would bring down great calamity from the heavens. He would kill the remaining people, regardless of their devotion or faithlessness.

Because in the eyes of God, they never existed.

At that time, Messe would ascend to the heavens on the spot, inheriting that noble and sacred fate. He would become the angel before the Lord, spreading the eternal glory of Him across all worlds.

Now, all that stood between him and all this was his own will.

So Messe looked up to God and gave his answer.

“…God, I… do not regret.”

Crack—

A thunderbolt crossed the sky, or perhaps it was just Messe’s illusion.

God was still there, yet He seemed to become more distant.

But this might not be accurate for He had always been so distant… God was all-knowing and all-seeing, He should know everything.

“So the decision I made today, was it within God’s expectations as well?”

In God’s kingdom, Messe could still see on that mountain the figure of Aaron, and see the Hebrews kneeling and praying with hope at the foot of the mountain.

He knew these people might not all be kind or devout. Perhaps given an opportunity, they might commit sins; if placed in his position, they might make a different choice without hesitation.

But Messe did not hesitate because of this, he chose to save them, not for their gratitude.

He wanted to do it, simply put. The actions of a saint are not understood by all, much less did he view himself as a saint.

“I wish to offer you all my own, almighty Lord. I offer you my everything, from past to future, despite that everything originated from you.” @@novelbin@@

Softly chanting, Messe’s calm voice echoed in this universe.

“May your will be done on Earth, as it is done in heaven.”

“Please allow me to return to the mortal realm, to guide your believers, endure trials, and return to the nation you promised us.”

“…”

Without looking up, yet at this moment, Messe seemed to see God beyond time smiling at him once again.

He was promising him, also comforting him. He promised Messe the time to walk the mortal realm and gave him one last chance to regret.

“… I give you forty days, from east to west, from south to north. You and your people shall cross the great sea, returning to the old nation…”

“… When the last day comes, you shall see from my mountain… all who see it can reach there, except you.”

“You will stop there, on the last day before returning, I will take back what I have given you, and this will be your destiny.”

“You can choose to refuse, but if this is what you desire, then…”

God said, “I make a covenant with you.”

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One day in heaven, one year on earth.

God said forty days, which was forty years in the mortal realm.

Since the fall of the first Pillar God, the time of Hemenu had already been thrown into chaos.

Initially, its passage of time slowed, what would have been ten years passed in just one year here. As doomsday approached, this delay became even more evident.

However, perhaps because of the successive fall of the Nine Pillar Gods, when the Sun followed by being extinguished, time in the mortal realm was no longer constrained.

Its speed returned to its normal pace, perhaps even slightly faster. So, although it felt brief in the heavens, considerable time had already passed in the mortal realm.

So when Aaron began to ascend the mountain, the Sun atop the Primordial Water had yet to extinguish.

The second covenant was made, just as the Great Day freed itself. Endless light once again illuminated the earth, only to be divided in two, utterly collapsing and disintegrating, vanishing from Hemenu’s world.

The demonic sword that extinguished the Sun seemed even more divine under the flames of the Great Day, clashing with [the Original Stone] at the tip of its blade.

At this moment, on the vast water’s surface, only Amon-Ra remained. And opposite him, the god wielding the Black Sword.