Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 251: Chapter 59 Time Dragon_3

“I also don’t know its origin; it might be a collection of Odin himself. At least in my long life, I have never heard of anything similar.”

“As for that grey mist, it should be the grudge left by the primordial giant after his death. It was supposed to turn into a curse, but in the end, Odin trapped it here.”

The primordial giant Ymir, in Scandinavian mythology, is a character similar to a creator deity. However, the only significance of this ‘creator deity’ is to give birth to a host of Titans and the Deity Race and then be killed.

Even Dwarves and Elves are transformations derived from his body after his death.

Laine’s fingers lightly tapped the stele, but he found nothing, so he had to put it aside for now. As for the grey mist, there was also no use for it yet, so he simply gathered it up as well.

In the end, Laine looked at the head of Mimir, this giant from another world he had brought back to the Spirit Realm.

The other party also looked at him somewhat nervously, knowing that his role to play had now come to an end.

“I took you away from Asgard, and you solved my doubts, now, we’re even. Do you have anything else you want to say?”

Laine asked calmly, looking at the head that was half the height of a human.

He didn’t need such a head to act as his staff, but he also had no plans to let it go. After all, Mimir had witnessed all his gains along the way, so it was better to stay in the Spirit Realm.

And although he was now very obedient to him, nine times out of ten, he was not an honest fellow.

“If possible, I’d like to stay within the Spirit Realm and do some things as a form of repayment,” the head proposed.

As a head without the power to resist, Mimir knew nothing of Chaos. He only knew that the place he was staying in was the Spirit Realm—the kingdom of the deity standing before him, just as Odin was to Asgard.

Although Laine had been quite polite along the way, Mimir gauged by himself that the other party probably wouldn’t let him go freely. Moreover, he didn’t think he’d be better off outside as just a head.

“However, I hope to acquire a body that can walk, rather than always staying like this.”

“To stay is of course possible, and as for what to do… since you were once a giant of wisdom, go and take care of knowledge. I’ll build a library on the third floor of the Spirit Realm, and you’ll be the gatekeeper. In your spare time, you can also compile your past memories into books and store them there. As for a body…”

After a moment of thought, Laine finally gave a very interesting reply.

“Your body will be up to you to obtain. I’ll open that library to outsiders. Whoever puts knowledge into it will be able to take out knowledge of equal value. You may not harm any being that comes to the door, and of course, they cannot harm you either. That’s the rule I’ve set.”

“However, you may exchange with them. As long as you do not intentionally deceive them, and they willingly lend you their body, then you can become the master of that body. It’s quite fair, isn’t it?”

“You’re right, I am willing to accept this outcome.”

Though somewhat disappointed, this was already quite good. Compared to forever being just a head in the Golden Palace, Mimir now at least had a chance to move.

He only hoped that more people would come to this ‘library’ in the future rather than not seeing a single soul for years.

“Very well, since you’ve agreed, the deal is now made. I’ll come to visit you when I have time,” agreed Laine.

Nodding, Laine extended a hand and pointed.

In the Seviraz Temple on Mount Sinai, within the Divine Artifact storing the memories of all creatures of the fourth layer of the All-Spirit Realm, countless forms of knowledge were extracted and then transformed into volumes of books.

Acting under the influence of an invisible force, they systematically arranged themselves into a spontaneously formed, circular library, distributed in a spiral fashion with no visible end above or below.

During this process, the Skull of Mimir was also brought into the main hall of the circular library, wherefrom it became the steward of this place.

With a simple wave of the hand, the library vanished within folding space, and then reappeared in a certain spot on the third layer of the Spirit Realm. A destiny-driven attraction was placed upon it, so that from then on, any lifeform seeking certain knowledge might unintentionally find their way here, leaving behind their own and acquiring what they sought.

With this, the miscellaneous tasks were complete, and Laine’s gaze finally fell upon the dragon eggs he had brought back.

As a deity who had personally created more than one life, Laine easily discerned the unique characteristics of these dragon eggs.

They were still unformed, constantly susceptible to change by the shifting conditions of the exterior environment. If Laine hadn’t isolated them from the interaction with the Spirit Realm’s essence, this transformation might have already begun.

Undoubtedly, the better the environment, the stronger the power absorbed during the incubation process, and correspondingly, the newborn dragons would be stronger—in fact, even their progeny would inherit this enhanced strength.

As the core of the Spirit Realm, Mount Sinai was indeed already an excellent nurturing environment, but the power of the Spirit Realm itself was quite chaotic. If left to gestate on their own, Laine was unsure what breed of dragon would ultimately emerge.

In such circumstances, the question of how to shape these dragon eggs with more specificity became a matter worth considering.

If we were to discuss strength and purity, indeed the powers of [Spirituality], [Samsara], and [Order] were the most suitable within the Spirit Realm, but [Order] was not exclusive to Laine within Chaos, and for some reason, [Samsara] was not fit to become the primal power of the new Dragon Race. Thus, looking at the two most vibrant dragon eggs before him, Laine undoubtedly needed to find another appropriate authority.

And after much consideration, one incomplete creation seemed to be the perfect choice.

“[Time], I have held it for quite a while, and the Divine Artifact it is to give birth to has yet to appear.”

“At least another epoch is required for it to be born as a Genesis Artifact, which couldn’t be more suitable.”

To grant an authority its corresponding race would undoubtedly aid its evolution and refinement. Besides, [Time] was, after all, one of the few origins in the Spirit Realm closest to the great planes, apart from [Spirituality], [Order], and [Samsara].

Both in terms of strength and potential for development, it deserves to be one of the choices.

“Since that is the case, lucky fellow, you shall be the world’s first Time Dragon.”

With a touch, one of the two dragon eggs instantaneously shifted positions, appearing next to a dark gold light cluster within the depths of the mountain—an embryonic Divine Artifact that had been nurtured for an epoch.

The power of time began to impregnate the dragon egg, adding dark golden stripes to it, while the breath of life was also brought forth. Simultaneously, the power of the Spirit Realm began to cleanse the dragon egg’s origin, transforming it thoroughly into a member of the Spirit Realm while it was still unborn.

The moment before the emergence of life is the best chance to change its source.

The Divine Artifact and the dragon will complement each other. In the future, the Time Dragons will navigate through the intervals of time, harvesting fragments of time to return to the embryonic Divine Artifact or directly influencing significant events, creating [historical nodes], thereby expediting the birth of the Divine Artifact. Conversely, the stronger the embryonic Divine Artifact is, the more complete the [Time] authority of the Spirit Realm, the more powerful the Time Dragon race will also become.

There may be many dragon breeds in the future, but Laine believes that the Time Dragons bound to the Genesis Artifact will undoubtedly be among the most powerful.

As for those with slightly weaker auras, they may be shaped at will, contributing to the diversity of the world’s Dragon Race. After all, bearing power also requires potential, and apart from those two most excellent ones, even if Laine could find suitable authorities, they would only be like Odin—who was unable to bear the complete Rune Scriptures—their power would still only be a fraction of the whole.

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