Chapter 463 - 431: Arrival Of Harthor... Fight Of Gods...

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The moment the curtains of the chariot were drawn aside, the entire arena seemed to fall silent.

Goddess Hathor slowly stepped out, and for a brief moment, even the musicians appeared to forget their instruments as every pair of eyes turned towards her.

Her beauty was extraordinary, but it was not merely her appearance that captivated the spectators.

There was a divine radiance surrounding her, an almost irresistible charm that seemed to fill the entire arena.

Her beautifully adorned garments shimmered beneath the sunlight, while the elaborate golden ornaments around her neck, wrists and waist complemented her divine appearance.

Her long hair fell gracefully behind her, and the jewellery decorating her head reflected the light whenever she moved.

A collective gasp travelled through the audience.

Even among the assembled gods, Hathor’s arrival attracted considerable attention.

A few of the male deities momentarily forgot whatever conversation they had been having, their eyes following the goddess as she approached the divine seating arrangement.

Thoth, who had been standing beside another deity, immediately turned his face away.

He had already experienced enough of Hathor’s charms to know better than to stare at her for too long.

Although he possessed extraordinary wisdom and knowledge, he had no particular desire to become the subject of one of her playful enchantments.

"Not again,"

He muttered under his breath, adjusting his headpiece while deliberately examining one of the pillars nearby.

A nearby male deity noticed his behaviour and chuckled.

"What happened, Thoth? Have you suddenly discovered something fascinating about that pillar?"

"At least the pillar isn’t going to enchant me,"

Thoth replied without looking at him.

His remark made a few of the other male gods laugh, while the goddesses standing nearby exchanged amused glances.

Some of them even covered their mouths as they chuckled at the rather obvious reactions of their male counterparts.

Isis, in particular, seemed entertained by the spectacle.

She glanced towards Hathor before looking at the gods who were attempting to maintain their composure.

"One would think they had never seen a beautiful goddess before,"

She remarked with a faint smile.

Nephthys laughed softly.

"Perhaps they haven’t seen one quite like her."

Hathor, who was perfectly aware of the attention she had attracted, merely smiled as she made her way towards her designated throne.

She had grown accustomed to such reactions over the years, and neither the admiration nor the occasional embarrassment of the male gods particularly surprised her.

Her throne had been prepared alongside those of the other prominent deities.

It was elevated above the ordinary seating arrangements, decorated with gold, precious stones and elaborate carvings depicting sacred symbols.

Several attendants immediately approached to assist her, but Hathor dismissed most of them with a gentle gesture before taking her seat.

One by one, the other gods occupied their respective thrones.

The difference between the divine guests and the ordinary spectators became particularly apparent once they were seated together.

The gods were several inches taller than ordinary humans, with imposing physiques and unmistakable divine features.

Their clothing was equally extravagant, consisting of finely woven garments, elaborate collars, golden bracelets, decorated headpieces and ornaments made from precious stones.

Even those who wore comparatively simple attire carried themselves with an authority that made it difficult to mistake them for ordinary beings.

Horus settled into his throne, his falcon-headed appearance attracting another wave of cheers from the audience.

Anubis took his place nearby, while Thoth adjusted his garments and finally turned his attention towards the arena.

Isis and Nephthys exchanged a few words before settling into their seats, and the remaining gods occupied the thrones prepared for them.

The spectators responded with thunderous applause.

"LONG LIVE THE GODS!"

"HAIL HORUS!"

"HAIL HATHOR!"

The names of the deities echoed throughout the enormous structure, with different sections of the audience cheering for their favourite gods.

Some raised their hands in reverence, while others bowed their heads whenever a particular deity acknowledged the crowd.

Beside Devara, Bek was practically overflowing with excitement.

"Look at them! We’re actually seeing so many gods together in one place!"

Zaya was equally captivated, especially whenever the camera of her attention returned to Horus.

She watched him with unmistakable admiration, occasionally whispering something about his divine appearance and the importance of his position.

Devara, however, was observing the gods more carefully.

Their physical appearances continued reminding him of the movie he remembered from his previous life.

The resemblance was too striking to dismiss as coincidence.

He was particularly interested in the relationships between the assembled deities, trying to determine whether the events of this world followed the same general course as the story he remembered.

His gaze eventually settled on Hathor.

She was seated comfortably upon her throne, occasionally exchanging pleasantries with the other goddesses.

There was a natural elegance in her movements, and even when she wasn’t deliberately drawing attention, the divine charm surrounding her remained unmistakable.

Devara briefly wondered whether her reputation for beauty was responsible for the reactions he had witnessed.

’Well, I suppose the stories weren’t exaggerating.’

He returned his attention to the arena.

The musical performance, which had been interrupted by the arrival of the gods, resumed with renewed enthusiasm.

The musicians began playing their instruments once more, while another group of dancers entered the central ground.

This time, the performance involved several male and female dancers moving together in carefully coordinated formations, accompanied by rhythmic drums and stringed instruments.

The spectators cheered as the dancers began their routine.

The gods watched from their elevated thrones, some showing genuine interest in the performances while others conversed quietly among themselves.

Every now and then, one of the deities acknowledged the crowd, prompting another wave of excitement from the spectators.

Devara leaned back in his seat, taking in the entire spectacle.

It was certainly an impressive gathering.

The arena, the performances, the extravagant divine guests and the enthusiasm of the people all combined to create an atmosphere unlike anything he had experienced since entering this world.

However, while the celebrations continued and the spectators remained occupied with the divine guests, Hathor’s attention unexpectedly drifted towards the audience.

She had been listening to Isis when something familiar caught her attention.

For the past several days, she had repeatedly seen a mysterious figure surrounded by an overwhelming radiance in her visions.

His face had always remained concealed, but his sharp green eyes had appeared with such clarity that she could recall them even while awake.

And now, for reasons she couldn’t explain, she felt a faint stirring of that same unfamiliar sensation.

Her eyes slowly travelled across the spectators.

She didn’t know what she was searching for.

The performances continued for quite some time, with different groups of artists taking turns entertaining the assembled audience.

Once the final group had completed their presentation, the musicians withdrew from the central ground, and several attendants entered to prepare the arena for the main attraction of the gathering.

The divine duels.

The announcement immediately brought renewed excitement among the spectators.

People leaned forward in their seats, while those who had been chatting among themselves turned their attention towards the battlefield.

Even Bek seemed unable to remain seated properly, constantly shifting forward to get a better view.

"Finally! Now we’re going to see something worth remembering!" he exclaimed.

Zaya smiled at his excitement before looking towards the divine thrones.

A moment later, the first pair of gods descended from their seats and entered the arena.

Their appearances alone were enough to excite the crowd, and when they took their positions opposite each other, the spectators began cheering their names.

The duel commenced with a loud announcement.

The two gods immediately demonstrated their divine abilities, exchanging attacks that would have been devastating to any ordinary warrior.

One summoned an enormous weapon, while the other countered with a manifestation of divine energy.

Their movements were incredibly fast, and the resulting clashes sent waves of energy across the battlefield.

The spectators cheered whenever one of them performed an impressive technique.

Devara watched the exchange with genuine interest.

Although the divine warriors were certainly powerful, he was paying closer attention to their combat styles, the weapons they employed and the way they channelled their respective divine authorities.

Their fighting methods were quite different from those he had encountered in his own world, and he found several techniques worth remembering.

Bek, meanwhile, was thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Did you see that? He almost knocked him out with that attack!"

Zaya laughed at his reaction.

"You’re acting as though you’ve never seen a duel before."

"Watching ordinary soldiers fight and watching gods fight are two completely different things!"

The first contest eventually concluded, and another pair of divine warriors entered the battlefield.

The following matches were equally entertaining, with each participant demonstrating a different aspect of their abilities.

Some relied on physical strength, others on weapons, while a few displayed extraordinary control over elemental forces.

At one point, the audience erupted when a god summoned a massive manifestation of fire that illuminated almost the entire arena.

Another deity countered by raising an enormous barrier, and the collision between their powers produced a shockwave that travelled across the battlefield.

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