Greek Mythology: Starting with Becoming the God of the Breeze

Within moments of losing the [Desert] Godhood, Set's strength had already plummeted from a mid-level divine power to a low-level divine power.

Having lost his power, Seth was left with only boundless silence and regret.

With his power drained and his authority severed, he was not far from death.

At this moment, Seth no longer possessed any of the awe-inspiring power of an Egyptian genius god; all that remained was boundless silence, piercing despair, and overwhelming, soul-crushing regret.

Godhood is His pride, His foundation, His future, and His everything!

But now, it has become a spoils of war to be played with at will by its mortal enemies.

The dignity of the gods and the glory of the future have been crushed, plundered, and seized by this defeat.

The extreme powerlessness and the humiliation of being invaded gradually eroded Seth's remaining bottom line.

He was finally afraid—a utter and complete fear that spread from the depths of his soul.

The high and mighty gods, with their endless lifespans and overlooking all living beings, have long since taken life and death lightly.

But the most terrifying punishment in the world is not death, but falling from grace, losing power, and living a wretched life!

To witness one's divine status being stolen, one's authority being seized, and everything one has become a tool for another's benefit...

The feeling of being completely plundered, wantonly invaded, and replaced is a hundred times more cruel than death.

He has lost the desert forever.

If He loses [Storm] as well, He will truly fall from His pedestal!

Just moments ago, Seth was arrogant and unyielding, but now he had completely abandoned all pride and dignity, trembling with his broken body as he humbly begged for mercy from the young, foreign god before him.

"I beg you... please let me go...!"

"I am willing to submit to you and be your god."

His hoarse, broken voice trembled uncontrollably, devoid of any of his previous madness and ruthlessness, leaving only extreme humility and fear.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with despairing tears; his once ruthless and decisive gaze was now filled with trembling pleading.

Canas ignored His humble plea, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, only the indifference and composure of a hunt coming to an end.

His fingertips gently closed, firmly holding the heavy, ancient [Desert] divine essence that he had personally dug out in his palm.

A warm, earthy yellow halo flowed around his fingertips, and a sense of desolation and barrenness emanated from him.

That is the nature of the desert, and also the manifestation of its authority and origin.

The weighty texture spread from his palm to his soul, and a sense of abundant harvest swept over his entire body. A faint hint of pleasure flashed across Kanas's eyes.

This is the perfect final gift from the Hunt.

Kanas bet that after this war, he would definitely obtain the [Hunting] title, or some other kind of divine title.

Looking at the divine spark and then at Seth begging for mercy, Kanas said nothing. He simply raised his hand and gently pressed the dim [Desert] divine spark into his body.

Boom—!

A deep, heavy sound exploded within Kanas's body.

Originally, only the emerald green scenery surrounded Kanas.

Now, golden gravel has been added.

Sand and wind roared and surged, surrounding Him.

As the person closest to Kanas and the only original owner of the [Desert] Godhood, Set witnessed this extremely cruel plunder and invasion, and saw clearly every detail of Kanas's containment and absorption of the [Desert].

He watched helplessly as the divine essence that originally belonged to him completely attached itself to, permeated, and merged into Kanas's body, transforming into the other's shape.

That is His! His divinity, His authority! Everything of His!

But at this moment, this very thing that belongs to Him is being completely betrayed by Him and surrendered to His enemies!

What pained Seth even more was that he could clearly sense the joyful resonance emanating from the [Desert] Godhood.

Although this is a normal phenomenon of being nourished after the depletion of divinity, it seemed particularly glaring to Seth.

What originally belonged to Him became better, stronger, and more complete in someone else's body.

An indescribable sense of suffocation and humiliation enveloped Seth, who felt an immense weight on his head, as if a scathing hat had been placed on his head.

The [Desert] Divinity, which he cherished all his life, was completely taken over and tamed by the enemy at this moment.

This extreme sense of betrayal, invasion, and substitution—watching everything one has been plundered and replaced, even one's own divinity being subjugated by others—is a more cruel form of spiritual torture than the extraction of one's divinity.

"No....."

Seth's pupils dilated completely, his whole body trembled, golden divine blood dripped continuously from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was broken and hoarse, filled with a despair of utter collapse.

"No!!"

"That's my desert...it's mine!! It shouldn't be like this!!"

At this moment, Seth was filled with regret. He shouldn't have provoked Kanas and treated him as prey.

Once, the desert was born alongside Him, and storms followed Him.

But from this day forward, He will have nothing.

Although the storm still belongs to Him at this time, in His view, it is only a matter of time before it is taken away.

His divinity ultimately embraced the enemy who killed him.

What an irony and tragedy!

Before Him, Kanas, who had absorbed the divine essence of Set [Desert], grew increasingly powerful, his aura rising in layers.

The wind and sand merged and intensified, highlighting His divinity as ever vast, majestic, and unfathomable.

He looked down at Seth, who was in a state of collapse, madness, humiliation, and disarray, with a hesitant expression.

After merging with the other's [Desert] divine essence, Kanas was no longer so keen to kill Set here.

The reasons are complex, but they are worth considering for Kanas.

Om-!

Just as Kanas was pondering, a blazing golden divine light suddenly tore through the clouds, the scorching light shooting in a straight line toward Kanas's location.

The sun god Ra has taken the initiative!

At the very moment the hands were pulled, Pontus and Tartarus, the primordial gods on Chaos's side, also intervened.

Pontus brandished his trident, and a massive wave crashed directly towards the area where the Egyptian god was located.

Tartarus lightly pointed his finger towards where Kanas was, and a black mist flashed by, causing Kanas to disappear instantly.

"Damn it!"

Helpless, the sun god Ra had no choice but to abandon his plan to continue pursuing Kanas and return to defend his forces, ensuring that no additional damage was suffered by the Egyptian gods under his command.

Seth, who had already lost the ability to resist, was pulled back by a god who manipulated vines.

Although Set was badly defeated and suffered heavy losses in this battle, His status was still much higher than that of most lower-level gods.

Rescuing this "prince" can be considered a meritorious deed.