Chapter 462 - 430: Egypt Gods Arrival...

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A fresh wave of applause spread through the seating arrangements.

Bek leaned towards Devara, eager to explain what was about to happen.

"This is another part of the celebration. Different groups of dancers and musicians perform during these gatherings. Some of them have trained for years in the temples, while others belong to families that have preserved these traditional performances for generations."

Devara nodded and turned his attention towards the entrance.

A group of female dancers soon emerged, dressed in beautiful flowing garments decorated with golden ornaments, colourful beads and elaborate waistbands.

Their arms were adorned with bangles, while their necks carried several layers of jewellery.

Some wore decorative headpieces, and their eyes had been carefully outlined with dark pigments that made even the slightest movement of their expressions noticeable.

They walked towards the centre of the arena in a graceful procession before taking their positions.

The musicians began playing.

The first sound came from a deep rhythmic drum, followed by the delicate notes of a flute.

Other instruments gradually joined the melody, creating a distinctive rhythm that seemed to flow through the entire arena.

The dancers began moving their hands and feet in coordination with the music, their bodies following the rhythm with remarkable precision.

Devara watched with interest as the performance developed.

Unlike the dance forms he was familiar with, these dancers incorporated movements that resembled the flowing motion of serpents.

Their bodies moved in smooth, continuous waves, with their shoulders, waists and arms following one another in a sequence that made their movements appear almost fluid.

They twisted their wrists, raised their arms above their heads and bent their bodies gracefully, occasionally moving across the floor in a manner reminiscent of a snake gliding over the sand.

Their hands were particularly expressive.

With carefully controlled movements of their fingers, they portrayed different emotions and actions, while their eyes followed the rhythm and direction of their gestures.

At certain moments, the entire group moved together, creating the impression of several serpents moving in perfect coordination.

The music gradually became faster.

The dancers responded by increasing the pace of their movements, turning around one another while maintaining their formation.

Their ornaments jingled with every movement, adding another layer to the music.

The audience watched attentively, occasionally breaking into applause whenever the dancers performed a particularly difficult sequence.

Beside Devara, Bek seemed thoroughly entertained.

"This is one of my favourite performances," he said, leaning forward to get a better view.

"The dancers are trained to control almost every movement of their bodies. Some of the temple dancers can perform for hours without losing their rhythm."

Zaya smiled as she watched the performance.

"The serpent movements are especially beautiful. My mother used to take me to see these performances when I was little."

Devara nodded appreciatively.

"They have excellent control over their movements. It takes considerable training to make something so complicated appear effortless."

He continued observing the performance, paying attention not only to the dancers but also to the musicians.

The instruments were unfamiliar, yet the combination of their sounds created a surprisingly harmonious melody.

The deeper drums established the rhythm, while the flutes carried the tune, and the stringed instruments filled the gaps between them.

For a moment, Devara found himself appreciating how differently people across the various worlds expressed their traditions through art.

Trivenivrata had its own musical and theatrical traditions, and he had witnessed performances celebrating the stories of the gods.

Here, however, the movements, clothing and musical arrangements reflected an entirely different cultural heritage.

As the final portion of the performance approached, the musicians increased the tempo once more.

The dancers moved into a circular formation, their arms rising and falling together before they gradually descended into their concluding poses.

The final drumbeat echoed across the arena.

For a brief moment, there was silence.

Then the entire audience erupted into applause.

Bek clapped enthusiastically, while Zaya joined the spectators in appreciating the performance.

Devara too applauded, genuinely impressed by what he had witnessed.

"That was quite beautiful," he remarked.

Bek turned towards him with a satisfied grin.

"I told you there was plenty to see in Heliopolis. And we haven’t even reached the interesting part yet."

Devara chuckled.

"Considering how much effort has gone into the celebrations already, I am beginning to wonder what exactly you consider the interesting part."

Bek pointed towards the enormous entrance through which the dancers had departed.

"The gods, of course! Everything else is simply preparation for their arrival."

Devara followed his gaze towards the entrance.

The performances had certainly been entertaining, but he was equally curious about the divine beings who would soon appear before the assembled crowd.

After all, this was his first opportunity to witness the Egyptian gods in their own territory, and he had no intention of wasting it.

The dancers were still performing in the centre of the arena when something unexpected happened.

A sudden change in the atmosphere caught the attention of several spectators.

The musicians continued playing, but their rhythm gradually softened as an unusual radiance appeared above the arena.

A few people looked towards the sky, and within moments, the entire audience began turning their attention away from the performance.

Several figures were descending from the heavens.

They were not ordinary visitors arriving through the entrance.

Each one possessed an unmistakable divine presence, and their appearances were considerably different from those of the human spectators.

Some descended with enormous wings spread behind them, while others arrived surrounded by brilliant light or accompanied by supernatural manifestations.

Their bodies were adorned with divine armour, elaborate ornaments and weapons that reflected their respective authorities.

They were arriving in their battle forms.

The first group landed near the designated divine seating area, causing a wave of excitement to spread throughout the arena.

Their arrival was followed by several more figures who descended from the sky, while another group entered through the enormous temple passage connected to the section dedicated to Osiris.

The spectators immediately began cheering.

"THE GODS HAVE ARRIVED!"

"MAKE WAY FOR THE DIVINE LORDS!"

The dancers quickly completed their performance and withdrew from the battlefield, bowing respectfully as the divine guests took their places.

Bek, who had been watching the arrival with considerable excitement, nearly jumped out of his seat.

"They’re here! They’re finally here!"

Zaya was equally excited.

She leaned forward, her eyes following the descending figures, and began pointing towards them one after another.

"Look! That’s Anubis, the lord who watches over the dead! And over there is Thoth! He’s the god of wisdom and knowledge. He’s said to possess knowledge of almost everything!"

Devara followed the direction of her finger.

The gods were certainly an impressive sight.

Their appearances carried the distinct characteristics associated with the Egyptian pantheon, with several possessing animal heads, while others retained human forms accompanied by extraordinary divine features.

Zaya continued explaining, barely able to contain her enthusiasm.

"And look over there! That’s Horus!"

Her voice became noticeably more excited when she pointed towards a particularly striking figure.

Horus had arrived in a magnificent divine form, possessing the head of a falcon and wearing elaborate armour decorated with golden ornaments.

His presence attracted considerable attention from the spectators, many of whom immediately began cheering his name.

"HORUS! HORUS! LONG LIVE THE LORD OF THE SKY!"

Zaya joined them, clapping enthusiastically.

"He’s one of the most revered gods here! He’s the protector of the kingdom and the rightful ruler of the heavens. My family has worshipped him for generations. I’ve always wanted to see him with my own eyes!"

Bek laughed at her enthusiasm.

"You’ve been talking about him since we entered the arena. I think everyone around us already knows he’s your favourite."

"Of course he is!"

Zaya replied without taking her eyes away from Horus.

"Just look at him!"

Devara smiled faintly as he observed the assembled gods.

However, something suddenly clicked in his mind.

He had been looking at their appearances with growing interest, trying to place the familiar designs and characteristics.

The falcon-headed Horus, the jackal-headed Anubis, the distinctive appearance of Set and the other divine figures...

Then, without warning, a memory from his previous life surfaced.

A movie.

Gods of Egypt.

Devara’s expression changed slightly.

He remembered watching the film in his previous life, and as he examined the gods standing before him, he began recognising their appearances.

Their armour, their divine forms and even certain details of their physical features were remarkably similar to the characters from that movie.

’Wait a minute...’

His eyes moved from one god to another.

’Are these the same gods?’

He had entered this world knowing that he was travelling into the territory of the Egyptian pantheon, but he hadn’t expected their appearances to resemble the cinematic interpretation he remembered from his previous life.

He recalled the story of the film, particularly the conflict involving Osiris, Set and Horus.

’If this really is the same version of the Egyptian gods, then I should be careful about what I do here.’

His thoughts immediately turned towards the Forty-Two Stars Bracelet.

He had come to retrieve it for Alakshmi, but if the Egyptian pantheon followed the same general circumstances as the movie, there might be considerably more happening behind the scenes than he currently knew.

He was so occupied with these thoughts that he barely noticed Bek trying to get his attention.

"Sir? Devara?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you listening? I was telling you about Horus!"

Devara looked towards him and smiled.

"Sorry. I was just thinking about something."

Bek shrugged and returned his attention to the divine guests.

Meanwhile, the gods continued taking their places. Their arrival had transformed the atmosphere of the arena, and the spectators were eagerly waiting for the formal commencement of the gathering.

However, there was one notable absence.

Neither Osiris nor Ra had appeared yet.

Zaya noticed Devara looking towards the empty divine seats and immediately explained.

"Lord Osiris and Lord Ra haven’t arrived. They’re among the most important gods, so their arrival is usually announced separately. I heard that Lord Osiris is expected to enter through his temple."

As though her words had summoned the next event, a sudden commotion arose near the main entrance.

A group of royal attendants appeared, followed by several guards carrying ceremonial staffs.

They quickly cleared the pathway, while the musicians changed their tune to something more elaborate and celebratory.

Then a magnificent chariot entered the arena.

It was considerably more elaborate than the procession Devara had witnessed in the marketplace.

Its structure was decorated with intricate golden carvings, while precious stones glittered along its sides.

Fine fabrics hung from its canopy, and the horses pulling it were adorned with elaborate ornaments.

The moment the spectators recognised the emblem displayed upon the chariot, the entire arena erupted into cheers.

"The chariot of Goddess Hathor!"

"MAKE WAY FOR THE LADY OF LOVE AND BEAUTY!"

Bek immediately sat upright.

"Now that’s someone important!"

Zaya’s expression brightened as she watched the approaching chariot.

"Goddess Hathor! She’s one of the most beloved goddesses in the Egyptian pantheon. She’s associated with love, beauty, music and joy. People from different regions come to her temples to offer prayers."

Devara’s attention shifted towards the chariot.

He had heard the name before, of course.

Hathor was among the prominent goddesses of Egyptian mythology, and he was particularly interested in learning more about her divine authority.

However, there was something he didn’t know.

For the past several days, Hathor had been experiencing repeated visions of a mysterious individual whose face was concealed by radiant light.

And the eyes she had been unable to forget were the very same green eyes belonging to the man currently seated among the spectators.

As the chariot came to a halt near the divine seating section, its attendants approached and carefully opened the decorated curtains.

The goddess had arrived.

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