Greek Mythology: Starting with Becoming the God of the Breeze

To put it bluntly, La was already considering retreating.

The opponent's strength was beyond what He could easily defeat.

Even if he were to field all of the more than one thousand Egyptian gods under his command, although he would have an advantage in numbers, the probability of him defeating the Chaos gods, who had the advantage of being from the same homeland, would only be about 50/50.

In other words, even if He wins, it will be a Pyrrhic victory.

This does not align with the interests and demands of the lawsuit.

After several explorations, He discovered that the spacetime rift that appeared in His world had a very simple function.

This rift merely represents the concept of a "passage." He can reach the world of Chaos through the rift, and other worlds can also reach their own worlds through that damned rift.

It was never the exclusive gateway to the Egyptian pantheon, but a double-edged sword with both advantages and disadvantages.

If this expedition incurs excessive losses, leaving the Egyptian court with its elite forces depleted and its fighting strength exhausted, it will not only completely lose the means to invade other worlds and expand its territory.

Even their own territories were left wide open, defenseless, and completely exposed to unknown dangers.

Even with His supreme godhood, He could not completely seal off this strange spacetime rift. He could only follow the example of the Titans of Chaos, setting up defenses around the rift and guarding it layer by layer, passively resisting invasions from outside the realm.

This is not a victory worth risking everything for; it's a gamble with low returns but high risks.

This was not His first expedition.

For the first time, He crossed the rift in space and time alone, descending upon a chaotic and wild alien world, slaying several native gods and plundering massive resources.

However, they were ultimately outnumbered and isolated, and were eventually driven away by the gods there, returning empty-handed.

The second time, He learned from His mistakes, carefully assembled a vanguard, reorganized the military, and prepared for battle, intending to return to that wild world and reap the rewards of the war.

However, the spacetime rift was unpredictable and eventually delivered Him and his gods directly to the unfathomable world of Chaos, a place teeming with powerful beings.

He began to suspect that God might be setting him up.

When Ra discovered that the overall strength of the Chaos world was no weaker than his own, or even stronger, he no longer wanted to continue the fight.

But the arrow was already on the bowstring, and it had to be released.

He looked down at the Egyptian gods behind him, his eyes filled with fanatical excitement and boundless fighting spirit. They were all eager to rush forward and fight Chaos and the other gods to the death and determine the victor.

Seeing this, La felt a strange sense of regret.

In the past, in order to consolidate His supreme rule and unite the divine court, He intentionally promoted the cult of personality, exaggerating His supreme divine power as invincible throughout the ages and the only one in the heavens.

If it were just His world, this system would be perfect for consolidating His position.

But the problem now is that their world is not unique!

He was perfectly aware that he was not an omnipotent or invincible being.

But His new generation of gods, followers, and human armies all believed it to be true, regarding this propaganda as their lifelong creed and supreme truth.

In their eyes, the sun god Ra is invincible, and the Egyptian pantheon sweeps across the heavens. This cross-border expedition is bound to be a crushing victory and a triumphant return.

The army was consumed by a fervent fighting spirit, and even He himself found it difficult to easily order a retreat.

The prestige of the God-King defeated the God-King.

What an ironic phenomenon!

If the troops were to withdraw rashly, it would not only shatter the great image they had built, but also completely shake the foundation of the entire Egyptian pantheon's rule.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to back down.

The Chaos gods shared a strikingly similar view.

The Titans were not flowers in a greenhouse; they also went through divine wars and changes of power, and they were never afraid of fighting or death.

But being unafraid of war does not mean desiring war.

Especially this kind of ultimate world-ending war that involves the entire world and gambles on all foundations.

Once defeated, Chaos will be overthrown, its territory will fall, its gods will perish, and all races will be scattered. This ancient and primordial world may be completely reduced to a vassal state of a foreign divine court.

Even if the probability of defeat is only one percent, no one dares to gamble on it lightly, given that the gods bear the weight of the entire world's survival.

What made the Titans even more uneasy and agitated was the figure who was not on the battlefield at that moment.

Their king, Cronus, is not here.

Normally, this God of Time is suspicious and ungrateful, awe-inspiring, and a check on all the gods. He seems unapproachable and unpopular. But when faced with a life-or-death crisis where the two realms are at war and the world is collapsing, all the gods invariably think of His existence.

Cronus is skilled in battle, decisive, domineering, and brave, making him a highly qualified war god-king.

With Him presiding over the gods, they have a leader.

But now the God-King has gone on a campaign to another world, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The gods, leaderless and seemingly united and powerful, are actually fighting their own battles and their hearts are in turmoil. Like scattered quicksand, they appear vast but lack a core that can unite everything.

A tense, solemn, hesitant, and anxious atmosphere silently permeated the array of Chaos gods.

On the side of the formation, Astraeus, the god of stars, stood quietly, his gaze fixed on the young figure at the forefront of the battlefield, his eyes filled with undisguised shock and astonishment.

Even He, the God of all stars who bears witness to everything, could not help but lose his composure when faced with the overwhelming military might of the Egyptian court and the oppressive heat of the sun.

But His most beloved grandson—Kanas, who was known for his gentle, humble, and harmless nature—revealed his long-hidden sharp fangs under the watchful eyes of the two worlds' war and the gods of both worlds.

Astraeus was filled with mixed emotions, secretly rejoicing in his earlier decision.

The four wind gods are His offspring, and they had previously belonged to His pantheon.

When Kanas first established the Wind God pantheon, its foundation was shallow and manpower was scarce. It only had some demigod-level Titans doing odd jobs and didn't even have a subordinate god.

He simply went with the flow and transferred all four wind gods under his command to the wind god pantheon of Kanas.

Firstly, it was to support the younger generation and help Kanas establish himself.

Secondly, it would also help to strengthen the bond between Him and Kanas, which would be more beneficial to Him later.

Astraeus's gaze was not an isolated case.

At this moment, almost all the gods focused their attention on Kanas and Set.

After all, they were at most just rubbing their hands together in preparation for a fight, but these two had already begun to mobilize their authority and started fighting.

Seeing this, the sun god Ra had no choice but to back down and take this opportunity to contain the imminent war into a small-scale one-on-one duel.

Even if there are casualties, the death of one god is much better than the death of a bunch of gods.

"Son of Geb and Nut, Set, ruler of the deserts and storms, lord of the red earth, follow the will of the sun and bring back blood and glory!"

"If you succeed, I will grant you the blessing of ascending to the highest god."