anwhile, inside the low-dinsional entity.
As the high-dinsional power was stripped away, all the gods present except Aten lost their high-dinsional power.
By the ti Nephthys regained her senses, she had even lost the most basic high-dinsional perspective.
At this mont, Nephthys seed like a real mortal, only able to examine the world with her existing senses.
"Have I... completely beco a mortal?"
Incredulous, she looked at her hands, then turned her gaze to Atum beside her.
Atum was now in the sa state as Nephthys.
Atum also reverted to the form with a bull’s head and human body.
Inside this low-dinsional entity, gods are forcibly reduced in dinsion, again possessing bodies that can be killed.
In other words, if Aten wished, he would have the opportunity to completely kill Atum and Nephthys, these two ancient Egyptian gods.
Even gods face such a fate, let alone the re demigod-like Nether Dragon.
"What do you plan to do with it now?"
Following Aten’s gaze, they saw a black obelisk where the Nether Dragon once stood.
However, it differed from the obelisk Atum initially saw.
The re-materialized black obelisk was in a rhombus shape.
Gently spinning in mid-air, the black obelisk constantly sought to break free and re-manifest the immortal Nether Dragon form.
Yet, the Nether Dragon’s existence exceeded the limits this low-dinsional entity could contain.
If Aten had not intentionally held back, the black obelisk would not even have the chance to revert to this Divine Format shape.
"Long ti no see, Khepri."
After silently observing the black obelisk for a long ti, Atum finally turned to look at the golden beetle with a complex expression.
During Aten’s journey into the past, he once fought alongside Atum against Amon.
So despite countless years passing, they were not entirely unfamiliar with each other.
"For you, indeed, it’s been a long ti."
Gently moving the two antennae on his head, Aten spoke with an indifferent expression.
"I see, no wonder you eventually disappeared."
Understanding Aten’s implication instantly, Atum looked at Batis beside him.
Although Batis now appeared as a cat-headed Cat God, Atum saw through Batis’s identity at a glance.
After all, Batis had transford into the Lioness Goddess Sehkt to avoid a ti paradox, a form granted by Ra’s Sun Divine Format.
The original master of that Sun Divine Format was none other than Atum.
"I want to save Osiris, can you help ?"
Having once fought together as allies, Aten instantly understood Atum’s intention.
"You also noticed?"
"Since you noticed, you should know that truly resurrecting Osiris is not an easy task."
It was as if to confirm his words, Atum suddenly reached out to strip the dinsion from the black obelisk.
The next second, the black obelisk began to fall toward a lower dinsion, becoming a pitch-black shadow devoid of material concept.
At that mont, a point of golden light appeared at the center of the pitch-black shadow.
Whoosh!
Supported by this point of golden light, the pitch-black shadow not only stopped its dinsional descent but even began to ascend in dinsion again.
"Roar!"
The silent roar of the Nether Dragon reappeared, quickly spreading throughout the low-dinsional entity.
Nephthys and Batis, witnessing all this, looked bewildered, clearly unaware of its significance.
In contrast, Atum was silent.
Until Aten intervened again to halt the spread of the golden light, stopping the rebirth of the Nether Dragon.
"Who do you think he is now?"
"Osiris? Amon? Or Ra?"
Upon Aten saying this, Nephthys and Batis both opened their mouths wide in shock.
However, given the current circumstances, they wisely chose to remain silent, quietly listening to the conversation between Aten and Atum.
"He cannot be Ra; he likely doesn’t possess any mory related to Ra."
"Don’t speak of the ’Supre Divine Format’ fragnt; even the complete ’Supre Divine Format’ cannot bring Ra back."
At this point, Atum’s tone paused slightly.
"Similarly, Amon was killed by the Creator; he cannot be resurrected under the Creator’s watch."
"So he can only be Osiris, and only Osiris."
As their conversation continued, the essence of the golden light beca apparent.
It was the fragnt of the ’Supre Divine Format’ left after Amon’s death.
One of the Divine Fragnts buried in the Thirty Three Heavens, which Li Hao was too lazy to retrieve.
Osiris’s Divine Format, encountering this fragnt of the ’Supre Divine Format,’ gave birth to that demigod Nether Dragon with the Immortal Attribute.
In fact, that kind of immortal attribute, beyond conventional understanding, originated from the ’Supre Divine Format.’
"Trying to have it reborn as Osiris is quite challenging."
"Even in his complete state, Osiris might not be able to withstand the ’Supre Divine Format’ power..."
"Moreover, Osiris’s own Death Divine Format is in a fractured state."
Aten spoke of a widely known fact.
Even broken, the ’Supre Divine Format’ still cos from Ra’s ’Supre Divine Format.’
Besides Amon, who is already dead, no one can endure the power of the ’Supre Divine Format.’
"The fragnts of the ’Supre Divine Format’ have already covered Osiris’s Divine Format, causing a forced resurrection to be aningless."
Upon hearing this, Atum unexpectedly laughed.
"If it were truly aningless, you, being who you are, wouldn’t have forcibly reduced its dinsion, would you?"
Just as Aten knows Atum, Atum also understands Aten’s character.
If there wasn’t even a shred of possibility, Aten would have forcibly eradicated the Nether Dragon long ago instead of reducing its dinsion back to its Divine Format essence.
"You’re right, I do have a way to let Osiris be reborn..."
"But the sacrifice is quite large, I’m not sure you’re willing to make such a sacrifice."
Gazing intently at Atum, Aten spoke slowly.
"After helping the Creator defeat Amon, he gave an opportunity—a chance to beco his Apostle."
"But I refused; I don’t want to be anyone’s subordinate; I only want to be myself."
"And you?"
"Are you willing to beco the Creator’s sixth Apostle for Osiris’s resurrection?"
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