Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Time cannot be altered at will, and the more powerful the world is, the more this is the case, especially when it involves powerful beings.

Thus, before reaching a certain height, the difficulty and cost of ‘killing the past’ to then ‘kill the now’ far outweighs directly taking down one’s enemy head-on.

Therefore, although future Time Dragons can travel through past and future, they cannot arbitrarily change what has already occurred. They can observe the future but cannot determine which future is the true one, or if none of the futures they see are the real ones, it is merely a negligible possibility that cannot even qualify as a Prophecy; they can glimpse into the past, but it feels more like watching a film, and if the entities involved surpass their own power by too much, it could even cause the ‘film’ to blur.

“However, this is only limited to the main body of Chaos, after all, there are too many deities here, and the Laws are too strict. If it were somewhere else, it should be much easier.”

Laine’s gaze pierced through layers of obstruction to see beyond the present world, into the void within it. As a deity who had deeply participated in the fusion of the Nine Realities with the world, even without actively engaging in Prophecy, fate still provided him with feedback.

He vaguely noticed that the small fragments of the Nine Realms that were initially absorbed by Chaos had already begun evolving; as time passed, they might become scattered miniature planes, attached to the main body of the world.

Compared to the present world, those miniature planes have weaker regulations and are less likely to give birth to powerful life forms, for those places devoid of higher powers, Time Dragons undoubtedly can do as they please. Without any surprises, those places will be their main activity grounds in the future.

After all, as dragons, they are already strong enough. But in the Chaos World, it is the gods who are the masters of the world.

“And then there’s you.”

Laine turned to look at another dragon egg; it did not need to worry about such things.

Spirituality in itself is the most suitable power for it. What really matters, instead, is how much it can withstand.

His palm lightly caressed the surface of the dragon egg, and in an instant, the originally pitch-black shell turned white, its entire body shifting from a solid entity to a more ethereal state.

The purest Spirituality flowed continuously from Laine’s fingertips into the dragon egg, providing power for the dragon within that has yet to be born. It began to shed its material state, transitioning towards a form between ethereal and physical.

Once the transformation is complete, it will possess not only the mighty body common to all dragons but will also be able to travel between mind and consciousness, command Elements, and foresee the future.

Of course, this is limited to itself, being the first, it’s always a bit more special, while its kin may not necessarily have these abilities.

“Eh?”

Suddenly, Laine unexpectedly discovered that perhaps because the Spirituality significantly enhanced the consciousness of the dragon egg, even before being born, it had already gained a hazy ability to think.

It started conveying a vague message, roughly seeking a name.

Originally, as creations of Nidhogg, each dragon would possess a piece of ‘information’ from him, which would serve as their unique name for the future, a moniker that’s also one of their anchors. But now, the dragon egg, transformed by the Spirit Realm, was stripped of this influence, and thus it instinctively sought a name.

“You want a name… let’s not rush the official one, since you haven’t been born yet, for now you’ll be called ‘Bai’.”

Looking at the eggshell that had turned white, Laine said offhand.

The dragon egg, whether satisfied or not, simply wobbled twice.

“Then I’ll take it that you’re happy with it.”

With a slight smile, as the two dragon eggs began to be nurtured one after the other, certain rules within the Spirit Realm changed along with them.

Laine did not plan to make these two mighty true dragons into roles similar to the ‘Dragon Mother’, but since there was only one of each, they naturally required a different method to produce kin. Laine thought it quite simple: the birth was to be bootstrapped.

Henceforth, the kin of these two dragon eggs would not be born through reproduction, but instead through the convergence of time and Spirituality.

They might appear anywhere; more likely, they would directly manifest within dead eggs of other dragons, taking their place entirely.

However, these ‘weaker’ kin, compared to the kings of their respective tribes, will inevitably fall short. For example, the future kin of Bai will only have powers related to the mind, with Elements and destiny being beyond their reach.

For this reason, Laine named them uniquely: [Mind Dragons].

“It seems it won’t be a brief period of time… well, let’s just wait.”

There is still some time before the dragon eggs are born, but this is not long for a deity, and if the passage of time here is accelerated, then it is expected that Bai can hatch before the extinction of Bronze Humanity.

Thus, Laine gently lifted his hand, warping the flow of time on Mount of the Gods.

Since that’s the case, he plans to wait for a decade or two. After the Dragon nurtured by Spirituality is born, he’ll then consider its much weaker siblings.

During this gap, he took out the fragmented weapon of Odin, the shaft of the Divine Lance Gungnir.

A dozen years, within the distorted spacetime, should be sufficient for him to handle this treasure from the Otherworld. Laine had no intention to repair or preserve the Divine Artifact, since without its penetrative spearhead, Gungnir’s innate power wasn’t of much significance to him.

For it, Laine had a different use in mind.