Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Typhon, or Typhon as he is also known, when he was born, actually had a far greater impact than many imagined.

To Typhon himself, he was merely announcing his presence to the world; to Gaia, it was the long-awaited weapon that didn’t quite seem to obey her commands, finally arriving in this world.

But for many others, both gods and mortals, the birth of Typhon was like a huge stone thrown into a lake, instantly stirring up towering waves.

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Before the Realm of Lightness, within a realm that seemed to devour everything.

Since the incident with the Golden Apple Tree, this Ancient God born at the dawn of creation had quieted down again. Few knew what he had done, or if he had simply done nothing. After all, under his unique authority, even Laine could not detect his movements.

In any case, the Primordial Deity who seemed to be attempting to break free from the shackles of the current world, did not appear to be in a hurry. His actions did not seem to exhibit a strong sense of purpose, at least not on the surface.

However, this day was ultimately special; almost the moment Typhon’s first head emerged from the crevice in the ground, Erebus was drawn to the subtle yet familiar fluctuation.

He set aside his current task and appeared in an instant at the border between his domain and the Underworld.

The vast expanse of the Underworld was as usual, seemingly unaffected by an external influence. This was not surprising, after all, the birth of Typhon had only just begun, and there was still an entire underworld separating it from the Underworld proper.

Yet, amidst the haze, Erebus could already see another kind of change beginning. Starting from the edges of the Underworld, a pale red mist was spreading.

Something had been cracked open. When a great entity recognized by the fortunes of the current world descended, Niflheim and the outside world finally obtained a true anchor point, allowing a sliver of its power a small outlet. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Unlike with Gaia and Helios, who could only communicate with their respective domains, the advent of Typhon introduced a direct flaw in the seal. Observing this scene, Erebus’s face was unreadable. Although this change was inseparably connected to him, he seemed to have no intention of intervening.

"It escaped my perception... First it resided in my grasp, then became dormant, and finally seduced Gaia... Ha, I was wondering why she had grown so quiet after being chastised by Zeus for all these years."

"Remarkable, did it acquire some trait beyond greatness, no wonder it was sealed within that small realm. The threat you pose to the current world is far greater than any Primordial God."

Beside the Abyss, in another realm that existed alongside Tartarus, away from the world, Erebus had long discovered Niflheim, bound tightly by the chains of Law, after all, he had ventured inside and been wounded there before.

As time passed, the Lord of Darkness also noticed that the Law chains binding it were increasingly weakening—or more precisely, they were being replaced.

Originally, the blockade was imposed by Chaos World itself, but it had gradually been replaced by the current world’s Law chains. Although the number of chains had increased, their power had decreased. Erebus could infer the reasons behind all this, in accordance with the innate knowledge of a Primordial God. Your journey continues with empire

The Outsider was integrating into this world, so the world’s own restrictions on it lessened. But its act of assimilation prompted the world of order to perceive a significant threat, so more fetters were applied in response.

However, it now seemed that all these efforts were in vain. The strongest fortresses are often breached from within, and nobody would think that the Flesh-Mother Tree could directly break the shackles imposed on Niflheim. But now it had circumvented those constraints and emerged in this world.

With Gaia as an ’inside agent,’ the current world’s seals became a joke.

"The Underworld is of no concern to me; the Underworld, Nether Moon, and Styx River are its targets for erosion... But the Divine Trees and dragon eggs of the underground world must remain untouched."

With a step, light and shadow shifted, and Erebus arrived before the twin Golden Apple Tree.

The next moment, an invisible force was applied throughout the entire underground space, completely turning it into a ’secret.’

Although the outcome suggested that the Life authority once pinned with high hopes by the Lord of Darkness did not erode the power of the Flesh-Mother Tree and even quietly allowed it to leave and seduce Gaia, this did not mean that the Life authority was unimportant.

Similar authorities were effective; there was just a misjudgment beforehand. After all, Erebus originally thought the Outer God was merely a being mightier than himself, but it seems now that it may be far more terrifying than any entity of Chaos.

A vessel that carried the heritage of a world’s destruction... even if only a part, this granted the Outer God born from the old body of the World Tree Yggdrasil unimaginable benefits. Even if it had not become a truly great power transcending the present world by half a measure, it had acquired certain traits.

Therefore, the fragmentation of the Life Vase proved ineffective, but in the end, it was useless against it alone.

The branch that pierced Erebus’s left hand was the main body of the Flesh-Mother Tree; indeed, that part possessed an unimaginable ’immortality’ trait, but the ensuing forces anchored by it did not.