The projection froze, and the frantic cries and explosions vanished along with it.
Silence fell over the ruined temple once more. The Illumination Spell continued to cast its gentle, dawn-bright light.
Zhang Xiao's face was rather pale, weighed down by a heaviness he could not shake.
This recording clearly had not been meant for him, but for the other Egyptian gods expected to arrive. Osiris had hoped they would avenge him.
But his wish had clearly gone unfulfilled. For some unknown reason, Ra, the god in whom he had placed his hopes, had never come.
The recording contained so much information that Zhang Xiao felt its weight pressing down on him.
Countless thoughts crowded into his mind, tangling together like a messy ball of yarn.
Apollo had gone to intercept... Ra?
But Ra was Egypt's supreme god, holding an exalted position. Could Apollo really defeat him?
Or had something happened that prevented Ra from getting here in time?
Zhang Xiao slowly walked outside, his brow furrowed as he struggled to make sense of what he had learned.
Then there was what Zeus had mentioned.
This world could not support so many gods.
Did that mean there were too many of them? Was there a population limit for gods, too?
But they were already the most powerful beings in the entire world. What else could threaten them?
More importantly...
Zhang Xiao's gaze swept over the frozen figures. Zeus... he looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, powerfully built, with well-defined muscles. His Golden Armor seemed more ornamental than protective.
He held a scepter, the lightning upon it frozen as well. No pupils were visible in his eyes, only a silvery white-the color of thunderbolts.
All in all, he looked impressive, nothing like the "lecherous old man" Zhang Xiao so often