CHAPTER 413: CHAPTER 55 NEPHTHYS

"It seemed as if a very, very long time had passed... truly a very, very, very long time,"

A woman with healthy wheat-colored skin, wearing extremely revealing white fabric, walked down the modern street... so revealing that her waist and arms, and almost her entire thighs, were exposed.

She looked like a woman dressed in an ancient Egyptian style, with beautiful features, walking barefoot on the street... Her blue-purple hair lightly rested on her chest, adding a layer of protection to the thin fabric there.

Talking to herself, she looked at the surrounding pedestrians, who were entities with souls as their essence, and at the buildings, which were also made of souls... those neon lights, those advertisements composed of words she could not understand.

Even herself... made of a soul.

"So... what exactly is going on now?"

The woman asked this, her eyes revealing some confusion... She distinctly remembered that she, along with other gods, had sacrificed their existence to transform the World Tree into a prison to confine chaos.

There would be no souls, and thus naturally no soul bodies... What exactly had happened to her now?

"Although I don’t understand what happened, the changes over time have turned into something we could never have imagined... The children have finally grown into a civilization that amazes us."

The woman praised, looking at the billboards covering the sky and everything around her. She reached out, gathering Mana, and watched as her aggressive attack penetrated the surrounding green grass... passing through without harming anything.

It seemed as if the attack and the world were on two non-interfering sides, just like the great sword Raphael had attempted to attack with at that time.

Although she realized this, the woman still did not use the surrounding people to test her theory; she feared estimating wrongly... From this, it could be confirmed that this existence was indeed very gentle.

"The children have become amazing."

With this sigh, a light sparkled in the woman’s eyes, an indescribable light, as she remarked, "Completely covering the sun, fully utilizing energy... reversing the causal judgment of ’harm’ and then ’negating’ that power..."

It could be confirmed that, although she (the goddess) used rather mystical expressions, she already understood the operational principles and functions of the "Dyson Sphere" and "Safe Zone·Sistema."

In just a minute, merely by looking with her eyes.

"There is no Mana’s aura, nor can I feel the presence of the World Tree... Have the Nine Realms been destroyed?"

"Yes, the collapse of the World Tree would indeed lead to the disappearance of Mana... Did the children who fled to other worlds choose to harness the power of the sun instead of Mana and replace magic with steel?"

"The human settlements are impressive. I wonder what children of other races would be like?"

The woman, who completely irresponsibly speculated, couldn’t help but smile... She was generous with her praise for the children, just like a true mother.

Indeed, her love for living beings was intrinsic, just like the love a mother has for her children.

"Ssssss~ gods..."

This sound came from behind the woman, and her near-PTSD reaction almost instantly gathered a vast amount of Mana in her hands, converging terrifying, enormous power.

If she attacked, it would surely form a blue-purple storm that could cover the city...

"..."

"Oh, is that right... Is it you? Hmm... I am Nephthys."

The woman, turning and seeing the small snake, said this and restrained the Mana in her hands... On one hand, she realized she was in a "Safe Zone"; on the other, she also recognized that the snake before her was "Inheritance" rather than a "god."

Slightly relieved, the woman calmly met the eyes of the small snake slithering on the ground in front of her and said, "Yes, if the chaotic ’god’ still existed, the world wouldn’t be this beautiful. So, did someone use you to kill your sibling of the same origin?"

From the start, the gods had confirmed that no god could defeat the snake, whose essence was "god"; the only hope was for mortals to use the snake’s power—named "Inheritance."

"Oh, you mean... my sister?"

From the small snake’s mouth came a voice as innocent as a little girl’s; she said, "I see, you misunderstood the time... Did you think it was countless trillions of years later by now?"

"???"

The woman named Nephthys... or rather, the goddess Nephthys, showed a puzzled expression. She looked around, not quite understanding the Inheritance of Snake Shedding’s meaning.

Could it have been only a few ten thousand years? Have the children developed so quickly?

"Only a few thousand years have passed since the age of the gods,"

The little snake named "Inheritance of Snake Shedding" said casually, "And besides, you are now inside the Manifestor, as decided by our sisters... Sister has also reformed and won’t destroy the world."

"..."

Nephthys: "..."

The amount of information overwhelmed Nephthys.

"A few days ago, in the outside world, the seal you and other gods set on Hell to seal the Calamity exploded."

The Inheritance of Snake Shedding said, shaking her little tail, "My Manifestor... his name is Yila, and he absorbed your Mana while helping in Hell, so you appeared here—in his soul."

"And here is another civilization, which was already destroyed before Yila came to the Nine Realms, and has been cherished and preserved in his soul. Now... people who died in the Nine Realms are also being gradually protected here by him."

Through the explanation, Nephthys almost understood. She smiled gently and pointed to herself, saying, "So, I am just a consciousness formed from my overwhelmingly powerful Mana in someone else’s body?"

To Nephthys’ statement, the Inheritance of Snake Shedding responded casually, "It depends on how you see it. You are whatever you believe yourself to be... I just want to say, actually, the Nine Realms is still struggling with the Calamity, and the living beings here are not your children."

In other words—don’t act all "parental."

"What’s the difference? They can be as well."

But Nephthys gave this response. She smiled lightly and said, "They’re all the same, all living beings are the same, whether we created them or not... gods must do something for the living beings."

Such a statement made it really hard to say whether these gods were proud or humble.

Snake Shedding: "..."

For the first time witnessing a snake rolling its eyes, Nephthys squatted down and extended her hand to the small snake, tilting her head with a gentle smile, "I am a bit curious, what kind of person is this ’Manifestor—Yila’ you mentioned?"

"Would you accompany me to see this civilization carried within his soul? Also, tell me about what happened in the Nine Realms... And, the specific situation of the Manifestor and your sister?"

"..."

Inheritance of Snake Shedding: TMD, the gods of this world are way too gentle!