"Batis?"

Astonished, Atum looked at the drastically changed expression of Batis, and seemed to somewhat understand why the other party would reject past memories.

"Thutmose, how did you find your way here?"

Ignoring Atum, Batis slowly flew into the air to confront the large bird.

This is the Mountain and Sea Realm, with the protection of a space-time barrier; Batis really couldn’t comprehend how an outsider like Thutmose arrived in this realm.

"It’s the Hermes Secret Society, my dear cousin."

"In order to fully locate this world, my father had me join the Hermes Secret Society."

"Though even the Hermes Secret Society couldn’t pinpoint the exact location of this world..."

"As long as you’re in this world, I can come here."

There was a faint undertone of resentment in Thutmose’s words, so clear that even an outsider like Atum could perceive it distinctly.

"The Hermes Secret Society, the Listener’s admonitions..."

"Who would’ve thought that guy Amon would be willing to sacrifice so much, to even abandon you."

The Hermes Secret Society is an extremely mysterious organization among all the heavens and myriad realms.

It’s said to trace its origins back to one of the twelve main gods of Ancient Greece—Hermes.

Anyone who joins this mysterious organization gains the ability to travel freely to any place within all the heavens and myriad realms.

Even if you don’t know the location of a place, it won’t prevent you from going there.

Yet, as the price for gaining this power, no member of the Hermes Secret Society ever meets a good end.

The best outcome for its members is disappearing completely while exploring some unknown space-time.

Compared to those who fall into becoming divine abominations out of anger and unwillingness, the mysterious disappearance at least holds a slim possibility of being alive.

"There’s no help for it, I was always the least favored child!"

This time, Thutmose no longer hid his resentment.

As the most unfavored among Thoth’s many children,

Thutmose neither had the resolve and ability like his older brother Amon, nor the obedience and cleverness of his other siblings.

Thus, when Amon needed a god to make a sacrifice, Thutmose was inevitably pushed forward by Thoth.

Even though Thoth had promised beforehand that he would absolutely let Thutmose successfully leave the Hermes Secret Society,

ever since he was chosen, Thutmose hadn’t thought of continuing to live on.

"..."

Gazing at Thutmose, Batis fell into a long silence.

Even though Batis had mentally prepared for this moment, truly facing former family and friends again made his expression inevitably turn somber.

"Bastet, don’t show such a hypocritical expression!"

"From the moment you chose to follow Horus in rebelling against Amon, we already became enemies!"

"Showing this expression to an enemy, is both a disdain to me and an insult to yourself."

Upon seeing Batis’s expression, Thutmose suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly.

"To make sure my sacrifice isn’t in vain, prepare yourself to die!"

No sooner had the words been said than Thutmose suddenly spread his wings and charged relentlessly at Batis.

Clang!

In the nick of time, Atum’s figure interposed in front of Batis.

Thutmose’s sharp beak struck against Atum’s shell, emitting a piercing metallic clashing sound.

It should be known, Thutmose is the child of Netherworld Judge Thoth, and also a god wielding Netherworld Power.

His beak isn’t just a plain physical attack, but a form of assault that directly targets the soul.

"How is this possible?"

Due to his own caution,

Thutmose immediately flew backward several hundred meters in disbelief, staring in shock at the unshakable Atum.

Thutmose could tell that Atum was not a god, but a genuine mortal being.

"I don’t care what happened between you before, but now, this is the Mountain and Sea Realm."

A massive beetle form unfurled, its sheath wings drawn like sharp swords...

Atum gazed calmly at Thutmose opposite him, and his words were filled with an undeniable tone.

"There is no Bastet here, only Batis."

"If you don’t want to die here prematurely, I’d advise you to go back where you came from."

As he said this, Atum unabashedly glanced at the space-time rift behind Thutmose.

"Mere mortal!"

Inevitably angered by Atum’s tone, Thutmose had never seen such an arrogant mortal.

Swoosh!

In an instant, a gigantic shadow covered the sky, blocking the sun.

It was as if the aura of the Netherworld enveloped the entire area in an instant.

In its midst, Thutmose transformed into a divine being with a bird’s head and human body, sprouting wings from his back.

"Screech!"

Along with a piercing cry,

Thutmose, like an Omen Crow, once more dashed down fiercely.

Violent atmospheric disturbance triggered layers of sonic booms, and the twisted Netherworld rules revived countless undead.

Within the eerie Nether Realm, sinister evil ghosts closely followed Thutmose, transforming into a vast army assaulting Atum.

"Be careful! This is Anubis’ Undead Legion!"

Seeing the situation, Batis suddenly raised his voice to warn.

Anubis’ Undead Legion is selected from countless dead, none of them were ordinary heroes in their lifetime.

In terms of power equivalent conversion in the Mountain and Sea Realm, these undead at the very least reached the vicious level of touching the Ascension Ladder.

"Don’t worry, I won’t die so easily."

Atum’s voice remained calm, and radiant light immediately burst from his body.

In this realm shrouded by darkness and the Netherworld, Atum shone like a true sun, dazzlingly bright.

The undead charging at him didn’t even have the chance to display the martial power they were proud of in their lifetime before their earsplitting howls of despair were triggered by this innate restraining attribute.

"Is this... Divine Power!?"

Seeing this scene, Thutmose instantly changed his battle tactic.

Swoosh—Boom!

He could be seen carving a graceful arc in mid-air, attempting to ambush Atum directly from behind.

Although it was unclear how Atum, a mere mortal, could wield Divine Power, his biological weaknesses still existed.

—Use one’s strengths to attack the other’s weaknesses.

Thutmose, having been appointed by Thoth as the vanguard to invade the Mountain and Sea Realm, possessed such battle acumen and combat intelligence.

However, Atum’s subsequent reaction greatly exceeded Thutmose’s expectations.

"Come out, my children!"

With just a slight shake of his body, countless golden beetles crawled out from every part of Atum’s body.

These golden beetles not only matched the Undead Legion in numbers, but were essentially the purest Divine Power Crystals.

By the time Thutmose realized the gravity of the situation, Atum had already forcibly drawn the battle into his most adept endurance struggle.

—God-like Mode: Scarab Beetle Legion!

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