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Chapter 1084: Hidden Conditions
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    Chapter 1095: Convergence?


    After confirming the dark gold coin was indeed a Tudor coin with a "2" denomination, Franca inwardly cursed the Blood Emperor's persecution of those with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

    Why such a significant difference in patterns when it's just a different denomination?

    They're essentially expressing almost the same symbolic meaning!

    Niceea, unaware of her superior's peculiarity, continued to describe the origins of the two items, "This brooch is a Gustav family item, made according to their family crest. It's one of Louis Gustav's most valued possessions and a symbol of his identity.

    "Normally, he carries this brooch with him, but this time he left it in his original hideout.

    "This ancient gold coin and the brooch were kept together and seem equally important."

    Under the pull of invisible spider silk, the brooch formed by intertwined snakes flew towards Franca.

    Franca was not unfamiliar with the Gustav family crest.

    After a quick glance, she confirmed its authenticity and chuckled inwardly.

    A DNA double helix structure, right?

    Clearly, the current Gustav family crest originated from a "masterpiece" during the late period of Emperor Roselle, not from earlier ancestors.

    Niceea looked up at her beautiful, elegant, and natural superior, pleading, "Madame, after you complete the Magic Mirror Divination, can you return these two items to me?

    "I stole them from Grouès. If I don't return them promptly, I'll definitely be suspected."

    "No problem." Franca's mirror projection took the brooch and coin, retracting into the makeup mirror.

    Niceea patiently waited in the current room.

    …

    "Louis Gustav's mysterious disappearance is related to the Tudor coin." After taking the Gustav family brooch and Tudor coin out of the mirror, Franca conveyed this information to Lumian, who was presumably still asleep, through the mental-linked team communication channel.

    A few seconds later, Lumian opened his bedroom door and walked into Franca's room.

    Everyone residing in this luxurious villa was a demigod, possessing strong spiritual intuition. They noticed the commotion and threw on outer garments, heading to Franca's room.

    The only one who didn't react was Ludwig, who was preparing his second midnight snack in the annex kitchen.

    After Franca briefly explained Niceea's feedback, she spoke with considerable gravity, "I plan to first pray to Mr. Fool, then perform Magic Mirror Divination to see if I can determine Louis Gustav's current whereabouts using these two items as a medium."

    "I'll do it." Lumian reached out and took the brooch and coin, "I'll first seek Mr. Fool's consent, then use him as the subject for Magic Mirror Divination. This will help eliminate most interference and danger."

    "That's best," Jenna agreed with Lumian's choice.

    Lumian pressed his hand to his chest and began praying, communicating his request to Mr. Fool.

    After receiving consent, he immediately took out a mirror and placed the Gustav family brooch and Tudor coin on the glass surface.

    Then, he gently caressed the mirror's surface, reciting the spell in Hermes, "The Fool that doesn't belong to this era.

    "The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

    "The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck"

    Lumian recited the entire spell at a steady pace, posed the question about "Louis Gustav's current whereabouts", and patiently waited for Mr. Fool's guidance.

    Within seconds, the mirror's surface rippled, revealing a figure.

    The figure was tall, mimicking Emperor Roselle with chestnut-colored long hair, sporting two beautiful mustaches, azure eyes, and thin lips-the leader of the Emperor Party, Louis Gustav.

    This man, claimed to have Gustav family bloodline, stood in what seemed to be an abandoned mine, walking towards a darkness-shrouded exit.

    The image suddenly blurred, with Louis Gustav instantly enveloped by darkness, surrounded by shadowy figures hidden in the depths, casting observant gazes.

    Louis Gustav walked forward without averting his eyes or stopping, completely indifferent to the gazes from the darkness.

    The deeper he walked, the more profound the darkness became.

    Later, a slight light appeared on the forward side, and the image became extremely blurry.

    Louis Gustav did not approach the light, continuing to move straight ahead.

    After an indeterminate time, a door composed of pure light appeared in the distance, resembling an oval mirror.

    Louis Gustav approached the door of light and extended his right hand, pressing against it.

    He penetrated the door of light, arriving in an area with dense fog-visibility under ten meters-with surrounding collapsed buildings either asymmetrical or stained with blood.

    This is... Fourth Epoch Trier! Lumian, Franca, Jenna, and Anthony had all been to Fourth Epoch Trier and were familiar with such scenes.

    The only difference they noticed was the excessively dense fog, which felt extremely oppressive.

    "Is this the depths of Fourth Epoch Trier? Is the Blood Emperor's divine corpse affecting this place, bringing widespread Fog of War?" Lumian quickly speculated.

    Franca recalled, "But when we were there, we could see the collapsed palace with the Blood Emperor's divine corpse, and the fog wasn't this dense..."

    "Did something change in Fourth Epoch Trier after the Hostel incident? Or is this triggered by Louis Gustav's approach?" Jenna proposed possible explanations.

    At that moment, Louis Gustav in the mirror stopped.

    Before him, less than ten meters away, a human shadow was cast on the blood-splattered street stones.

    The black shadow was stretched long by the light, seemingly cradling an infant.

    Almost simultaneously, the image suddenly collapsed, rippling like water, with Mr. Fool's guidance ending.

    Lumian furrowed his brow, muttering to himself.

    "Madame Pualis and the infant Omebella?

    "Are they in Fourth Epoch Trier?

    "Did Louis Gustav enter Fourth Epoch Trier to meet them?

    "Did Louis Gustav enter Fourth Epoch Trier through the special mirror world? Were the Mirror People covertly watching him? Is the slightly lit area he didn't approach hiding a great terror of the special mirror world?"

    No one could answer Lumian's questions.

    After a few seconds, Jenna organized her thoughts.

    "We cannot handle this matter.

    "Since it potentially involves Madame Pualis and infant Omebella, we must strictly follow Mr. Fool's guidance: calamity needs to keep away from the Mother."

    "Hmm, I'll report the conclusion to the Demoness of Black and let them investigate. No matter how much she urges me, I won't budge, I'll just say I'm not capable!" Franca mumbled, "And I'll notify 007 too. Such a matter is best handled by official Beyonders. They hold many secrets of Fourth Epoch Trier and might be able to send strong individuals to enter there without using the special mirror world, eliminating Louis Gustav, Madame Pualis, and infant Omebella."

    Lumian nodded. "Okay."

    He then reminded Franca, "The operation to eliminate targets in Fourth Epoch Trier should not be led by Eternal Blazing Sun Church Beyonders. Have you forgotten? The mystical father of infant Omebella is the Eternal Blazing Sun."

    "How could we possibly forget something like that?" Franca signaled Lumian and the others to leave her bedroom.

    Then she took out a mirror, "sending" the results of the Magic Mirror Divination along with the brooch and coin to the mirror corresponding to the Demoness of Black, and reminded her to return the mediums, otherwise Nicaea would be in trouble.

    Shortly after, the Demoness of Black responded to Franca, "If Louis Gustav returns, inform me immediately."

    Accompanying the response were the brooch and coin, which flew out of the mirror surface by themselves.

    Not letting me investigate deeply, just waiting for Louis Gustav's return? How strange. Isn't this unrelated to the Demoness Sect? Is this not their trap? Franca was puzzled, and again projected herself through the mirror world to Niceea's room.

    She relayed the Demoness of Black's words to Niceea and returned the Gustav family brooch and Tudor coin.

    Niceea quietly sighed in relief.

    She then had the mood for casual conversation.

    "Madame, I visited the Lavigny Docks recently and found that the Church of The Fool there now has a patron saint named Franca Roland.

    "Her name is the same as yours."

    Niceea originally didn't think this was related to her superior. Throughout Trier, there were hundreds of women named Franca. But the patron saint's honorific title included "the Demoness Accompanied by Strife and Catastrophe."

    Franca was slightly embarrassed, not because her subordinate knew the honorific title, but because her "side job" in another organization was discovered.

    She responded with an air of profundity, "In this world, everyone has multiple identities for certain purposes."

    In other words, neither denying nor confirming.

    Niceea didn't dare ask further, seriously considering whether she should openly convert to Mr. Fool to get closer to her superior.

    Privately, everyone was still the Primordial One's children.

    After Franca's mirror projection disappeared, Niceea packed away the makeup mirror, brooch, and coin, merged into the darkness, and silently returned to the master bedroom.

    She didn't rush to lie back in bed, first placing the brooch and coin in a hidden compartment of the desk.

    After completing this task, she glided back to the bed like a shadow in the night, lying down without making a sound, pulling the blanket over herself.

    Suddenly, a low voice sounded near her ear.

    "Where did you just go?"

    Niceea instinctively turned her head, seeing Grouès. who had been soundly asleep, now had his eyes open, his blue eyes deeply and darkly fixed on her.

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      Chapter 1096: Surveillance


      Niceea's heart tightened, but she remained calm on the surface.

      When she had sneaked out, she had already prepared to handle similar situations.

      She patted her chest and complained, "Are you trying to scare me to death? Suddenly blurting out a sentence!"

      After "calming down" for a few seconds, Niceea casually answered Grouès's question, "Couldn't sleep, felt a bit stuffy, and went to the balcony to get some air."

      Not giving Grouès a chance to ask further questions, she pursed her lips, revealing her inner suppression, "You don't think something might have happened to Louis, right?"

      As the leader of the Emperor Party, his mysterious disappearance would naturally bring anxiety, tension, and stress to his subordinates, making insomnia completely normal.

      Grouès stared at Niceea for a few seconds, then softened his expression.

      "Who knows?

      "Maybe he'll suddenly appear in a couple of days."

      …

      In Franca's workshop in the luxurious villa, multiple mirrors floated before Lumian and the others, each reflecting different scenes.

      Several mirrors captured Niceea and Grouès from various angles.

      When Franca had previously projected herself through the mirror world, she had casually marked all the mirrored items in that house.

      This was to ensure the safety of her only subordinate, making sure she wouldn't be attacked or have her identity exposed for stealing the Gustav family brooch and Tudor coin.

      Subsequent developments proved Franca's wisdom and intuition-Grouès had indeed noticed Niceea's quiet departure from the room.

      During their conversation, Franca was prepared to project her power through the mirror world.

      After a while, Franca's expression suddenly became a bit strange.

      Wait, why are they suddenly kissing?

      There are so many people watching!

      Her purpose was only to add an extra layer of Insurance to Niceea's safety. She hadn't expected the suspicion-harboring Grouès and the scheming Niceea to start kissing while talking!

      Is this about to become a scene not suitable for minors?

      If only Franca was watching the "surveillance", she would have found this unexpected yet understandable, not a big deal, and even quite entertaining with the thrill of secretly peeping. But now, Jenna was sitting beside her, with Anthony and Ludwig-who was eating a midnight snack-behind her.

      She started to feel embarrassed.

      At this moment, Anthony, focused on the mirror scenes, said, "Both of their body languages show a certain level of resistance. The kiss is deceptive and perfunctory."

      Professional... Franca muttered internally.

      As Anthony predicted, Niceea and Grouès kissed for a moment before saying goodnight again and going back to sleep.

      Franca sighed in relief and told her companions, "Just leave one person to watch the surveillance. The rest can get some sleep.

      "Jenna, come replace me in an hour and a half, Lumian, replace Jenna three hours later. Anthony, you and Ludwig don't need to stay up."

      The surveillance required support from a demigod Demoness.

      Moreover, if anything went wrong, only the Demonesses could first project or traverse over to provide help.

      "Okay," Anthony made no objections. After Ludwig finished his midnight snack, he left the room with Anthony.

      After giving Franca a few instructions, Lumian and Jenna also went to rest.

      Franca completely relaxed, leisurely watching the 'surveillance'.

      As time slowly passed, while she was reading a novel leaning against a pile of pillows, her spiritual intuition suddenly gave her a premonition. She raised her head and looked at one of the "surveillance" mirrors.

      Grouès silently got out of bed and went to the desk. opening a hidden compartment.

      After confirming that the Gustav family brooch and Tudor coin were still there, this core member of the Emperor Party went to the master bedroom's attached bathroom, letting the toilet flush with a whoosh.

      Seeing Grouès return to bed after leaving the bathroom, Franca pursed her lips.

      That's it?

      She had expected him to suddenly attack and kill Niceea, or use one of the brooch or coin to contact Louis Gustav, or someone else.

      As a result, Grouès was so well-behaved that it disappointed her.

      And so, during the rotation of surveillance, the sky gradually brightened, with bright sunlight cascading from above.

      Franca, now wearing a lace-flowered lady's shirt and cream-colored loose long pants, covered her mouth while yawning and walked into the workshop, asking Lumian, who was seriously watching the "surveillance."

      "Nothing unusual, right?"

      "There is something." Lumian had one leg raised, the other naturally extended, leaning back against the pile of pillows.

      "What's unusual?" Franca instantly became alert.

      Lumian chuckled. "After waking up in the same bed as a Demoness of Pleasure, Grouès didn't have a morning round. This shows his attention is completely elsewhere, he's hiding something in his heart, and might do something later."

      "Makes sense," Franca was quite aware of a Demoness of Pleasure's charm.

      She sat next to Lumian and recalled, "I've also marked some of Grouès's clothing metal buttons. As long as our luck isn't bad, we should be able to see where he goes and what he does."

      "Luck? Our luck definitely won't be bad." Lumian laughed and patted his Traveler's Bag, which contained the sealed Post-Apocalyptic Scripture.

      This Grade 0 Sealed Artifact ultimately wasn't used.

      The formal suit Grouès changed into after breakfast had two shiny, mirror-like metal buttons marked by Franca.

      The "surveillance" image immediately changed, mainly showing the scene in front of Groués, swaying back and forth.

      In the following time, Grouès kissed Niceea goodbye, took a two-wheeled, two-seat carriage to a certain street in the prison district-Quartier 4.

      He walked to a dark red door and rang the doorbell.

      The door opened by itself.

      Just as Grouès passed through the doorway, the "surveillance" image suddenly blurred, displaying numerous white noise points.

      These noise points lasted only two seconds before disappearing. The mirrors before Lumian and Franca no longer showed any image.

      "Were we discovered? Or does the house itself have an abnormality affecting the mirror world?" Franca turned her head to look at Lumian.

      "Let's wait a bit," Lumian said calmly.

      About three to four minutes later, the mirror showed an image again-Grouès was leaving the house.

      Franca nodded thoughtfully.

      Throughout the morning, Grouès, as a deputy manager of an armaments factory, visited numerous military camps in the Quartier Éraste and returned to his office during lunch.

      Lumian, who had already rested, stood up. "Nothing worth watching anymore."

      "Yeah." Franca stood up too.

      She looked at Lumian and suddenly looked puzzled. "Why do I feel like you've gotten shorter?"

      "My Weather Warlock potion has been partially digested. My state is completely stabilized, and I have better control over my body. I can control my height to around 1.95 meters. As the digestion deepens, I can continue to compress. Once the potion is fully digested, I should normally maintain 1.85 meters. During battle, even without revealing my Mythical Creature form, I can expand to 2.7-2.8 meters, like a small giant," Lumian answered in good spirits.

      "You've already partially digested it?" Franca asked in surprise.

      Lumian chuckled, "Because I found the key points to acting as a Weather Warlock. A few days ago, I discovered a tribe in a primitive jungle of the Southern Continent that maintained blood sacrifice traditions. I brought them different extreme weather conditions. After persisting for three days, they were broken by fear, submitting to me and completely abandoning their blood sacrifice habits.

      "This helped me summarize an acting principle, and the potion was thus significantly digested."

      Franca thought for a few seconds and asked curiously.

      "Controlling weather is to bring about a catastrophe and make the target submit?"

      This was consistent with the inner meaning of the Hunter pathway.

      "More or less." Lumian glanced at the floating mirrors and smiled. "Time to visit that house with abnormalities."

      "You're going?" Franca frowned. "Just leave it to the Demoness Sect or official Beyonders. I feel like there might be a trap in front of everything you do now."

      Smiling, Lumian replied, "This is on the ground, not underground, under the watch of Mr. Fool and the true gods.

      "If I'm afraid to handle abnormal events under these circumstances, how can I act as an Iron-blooded Knight?"

      "That's true," Franca responded tersely.

      She hesitated for two seconds, "Then take Jenna with you."

      Lumian smiled and invited Franca, "Come with us."

      "Okay..." Franca readily agreed.

      …

      At the door of the house at 20 Rue Saint-Frédéric in the prison district.

      Lumian, wearing a half-high silk hat, a white shirt, black vest, and long pants, opened the dark red door.

      He walked in, detecting no abnormalities.

      Franca and Jenna outside saw the interior through the makeup mirror in his hand.

      Sofas and cabinets were covered with white cloth to prevent dust accumulation, and the floor was cleaned very thoroughly.

      "No problems, no interference," Jenna also entered and told Lumian.

      Lumian looked around and said, "This place hasn't been lived in for a long time, but maids come regularly to clean."

      This was a Weather Warlock's extraction and restoration of environmental information.

      Just as Lumian finished speaking, Franca, who had also entered the house, saw a figure slowly walking down the stairs.

      The figure was very thin, seeming like it would fall with a gust of wind.

      His hair was mostly gray, clearly aged, with a brown-beard that looked like it hadn't been trimmed in a long time, wearing a crumpled black formal suit.

      Before his appearance, Lumian, as an Angel, had not detected him and still couldn't smell his presence.

      Based on this, Lumian believed the person didn't actually exist.

      The old man looked at Lumian and smiled. "You've finally come to collect the letter."

      "Letter?" Lumian raised an eyebrow.

      The old man smiled and answered, "I am the Messenger of God, and one of my functions is to deliver letters for great existences.

      "There's a letter here for you."
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        A letter from Adam? Does the old man look like the Hanged Angel that Klein met on the Eastern Continent?...
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          It really does somewhat match the description of Steph.
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    Chapter 1094: Trap?


    In the Maison d'Opéra district, on Rue du Chapeau Noir, inside an apartment with drawn curtains.

    Niceea, with her curly brown hair pulled up, wearing an off-shoulder black dress and a thin gauze shawl, placed the makeup mirror given by her immediate superior on the cabinet in front of her and patiently waited for feedback.

    After about twenty to thirty seconds, she saw a human figure quickly traced within the mirror, stepping out.

    The person had slightly blackened, somewhat flaxen- colored long hair, tied into a spirited ponytail, eyebrows extending dynamically into the temples, and lake-blue eyes that were slightly deeper than before, with an added soul-attracting depth amid their bright and crystal-clear appearance.

    "When did Louis Gustav disappear?" Franca's red and pretty lips moved.

    Although she had become a Demoness of Pleasure, Niceea was still dazzled by her superior's beauty, temperament, and charm, her heart Involuntarily stirring.

    She unconsciously compared Madame Franca with the Demoness of Black she had seen before, discovering that she didn't like to change her temperament much, always trying to find the most attractive side for her conversation partner, remaining straightforward and natural.

    It was precisely this casual and natural state that made Madame Franca uniquely charming. Combined with her nonchalant expression and high-ranking status, Niceea occasionally felt she wanted to prostrate herself at her feet, body and soul.

    After spending some time controlling the ripples in her heart, Niceea reported in detail, "Louis Gustav arranged to meet several core members of the Emperor Party, including Grouès, in a secret mine in Underground Trier yesterday to discuss discreetly developing members within the army. As a result, everyone arrived, but he did not appear.

    "From yesterday until now, Grouès and others have tried various methods to contact him, but have received no response."


    Niceea was now not only Grouèss mistress but had also gradually become a person close to the core of the Emperor Party due to her talent in instigation, provocation, and seduction.

    It seems Louis Gustav had truly met with an accident. not just being delayed, but considered missing... Franca thought and asked, "Has anything unusual happened within the Emperor Party recently?"

    Niceea shook her head. "In recent months, whether it's the Eternal Blazing Sun Church, the God of Steam and Machinery Church, Bureau 8, or the military, they have significantly increased the number of official Beyonders stationed in Trier, Madame, you might find it hard to believe, but the patrols in Underground Trier are now led by Sequence 5 Beyonders, team after team.

    "In the first two months, the Emperor Party was still making small moves, resulting in many secret members being exposed, suffering significant losses. Recently, they have been well-behaved, only covertly developing and expanding.

    "Previously, Louis Gustav and Grouès often met, knew each other's residences, and would occasionally discuss matters at fixed cafes. But after nearly being caught by official Beyonders from the Bureau 8, Louis Gustav moved from his original residence and carefully commanded core members remotely."

    So that's how it is... No wonder it sounds different from before, when Grouès and others used to know Louis Gustav's daily routine... Franca slightly nodded and told Niceea, "This matter is significant. I will first report to the Demoness of Black.

    "Stand by for new orders at any time."

    "Yes, Madame Franca!" As soon as Niceea finished speaking, she saw her superior's figure gradually fade, transforming from solid to virtual, quickly disappearing as if never having been present.

    Only the lingering faint fragrance in the air and a hint of what seemed like machine oil indicated someone had been there.

    …

    In the luxurious villa.

    Franca ended her mirror projection maintenance and turned to Lumian.

    "Ever since you advanced to Weather Warlock, I now see everything as a trap. Niceea's report could be a trap from the Demoness Sect, and Louis Gustav's disappearance might be a trap from the Mirror People.

    "Never mind, I'll report to the Demoness of Black, saying the matter is significant and requesting her personal handling.

    "If I don't get involved, I won't fall into the trap!"

    In the Demoness Sect, Franca was still nominally a Demoness of Despair and a subordinate of the Demoness of Black, though of course, the truth couldn't be hidden from the Primordial Demoness.

    "Is this what you call upward management?" Lumian chuckled, "If it's a trap, the Demoness of Black certainly won't let you shirk responsibility. If it's not a trap, she should still have you conduct a concurrent investigation."

    "Sigh, I know," Franca sighed, "I was just venting my emotions. What if the Demoness of Black actually goes to investigate herself? People, after all, must live with hope and anticipation."

    Lumian glanced at Franca. "I feel that you'll maintain your humanity quite well in the future."

    "Why suddenly talk about humanity? Are you troubled by godhood?" Franca keenly countered.

    After speaking, she took out a makeup mirror and verbally formed the information about Louis Gustav's disappearance and Niceea's detailed report, transmitting it through the mirror world to the mirror designated by the Demoness of Black-she would avoid meeting the Demoness of Black whenever possible to prevent stepping into a trap.

    After Franca finished this matter, Lumian briefly explained Mr. Fool's interpretation of godhood and humanity, and his own state of being.

    Franca was enlightened. "So that's why you suddenly proposed hugging-you were somewhat unable to control the aggregation instinct and destruction desire?"

    "No, because I had already hugged Jenna, I felt it should be fair." Lumian said in a low laugh.

    "…" Franca's mouth twitched slightly.

    Lumian casually added another sentence, "What you said also had some influence."

    Franca hummed in response and suddenly burst into laughter.

    "What's so funny?" Lumian found it strange.

    Franca cleared her throat and replied, "As a fellow hometown native, I've always supported your sister's creative work and read many of her novels. Some descriptions are really cringy. There's one line that goes something like: 'He hugged me tightly, very forcefully, as if afraid of losing me, wanting to crush me and tuck me into his body.'

    "My goodness, this isn't a cringy description, it's clearly a horror description, so realistic!"

    Seeing Franca wasn't too frightened and even joking, Lumian's inner pressure seemed to diminish. He naturally discussed his sister's works.

    "Aurora deliberately intensified the cringe. She says Intisians love this style.

    "By the way, did those works exist in the old era?"

    Franca gently shook her head in response. "You could say the story concepts and ideas are similar, but without being a Savant, how could one exactly reproduce them? Moreover, your sister integrated current social trends and folk culture, making it an entirely different work. It's not like just because someone previously wrote about transmigration, me writing about transmigration makes it plagiarism?"

    "I see..." Lumian was very satisfied with this answer.

    At this moment, the Demoness of Black responded to Franca through the mirror: "Find effective clues as soon as possible."

    "Yes, Madame." Franca responded, making a face at Lumian.

    After pondering for a few seconds, she sent a new order to Niceea: "Search for clues, try to find Louis Gustav's current residence.

    "Preferably obtain some items closely related to Louis Gustav and bring them to me."

    This way, Franca could perform Magic Mirror Divination and even seek guidance from Mr. Fool.

    After she finished issuing the command, Lumian laughed and asked, "Still doing that sword-riding thing?"

    Franca's spirits lifted. "Of course!"

    She then seemed to have a moment of reflection, muttering to herself, "The apocalypse is near. We must cherish daily happiness and satisfaction.

    "We can't abandon today's life because of some dangerous things we'll have to do later."

    "Hmm..." Lumian slowly nodded.

    …

    One week later, at midnight.

    Niceea silently slid off the bed, stood upright, and merged into the darkness.

    She glanced at the muscular middle-aged man on the bed, naked and only partially covered by a blanket, for a few seconds before leaving the bedroom soundlessly and entering the room in the furthest corner of the second floor.

    Then, she took out a special makeup mirror, used the spell given by her superior, and sent information to the designated mirror.

    She knew reporting at this hour would disturb Madame Franca's rest, but the situation was urgent. If she waited until dawn, Grouès would take back those two items, so she had no choice.

    Shortly after, Franca's figure was projected from the makeup mirror.

    She wore a silk nightgown with a thin outer jacket for cover, her slightly black flaxen-colored long hair cascading down, her expression unabashedly lazy and drowsy, her lake-colored eyes slightly deeper and hazy.

    Niceea was stunned, only awakening when Franca spoke. "What is it?"

    Niceea came to her senses. "Madame, I've obtained two items closely related to Louis Gustav.

    "These were found in one of his previous secret hideouts."

    As she spoke, Niceea raised her hands.

    In one hand, she held a silver brooch made of two intertwined snakes; in the other, she held a dark gold coin.

    Seeing the latter, Franca suddenly became alert.

    She used invisible spider silk to pull the coin before her.

    One side of the gold coin was quite simple, with raised patterns forming a chariot, bearing the number "2". The other side had a considerably complex pattern.

    The main body was a crowned figure with a hanging cloak. To the left of the crown was a sketched, layered gate; to the right was a clock face with only one hand, its grid sizes unequal, with light and dark intertwining.

    Parallel to the crown on the layer below were tiny flower pattern elements: a vertical pupil, five fingers of varying lengths, and a door split by a vertical long sword.

    A Tudor coin... Franca's pupils slightly dilated as she recognized the item.

    It was very similar to the Tudor coin they had obtained from the Sick Church, but with a face value of "2".

    The patterns and details were essentially the same between the two coins, but their expressions differed significantly.
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    Chapter 1093: Key Points of Acting


    High in the cloud layers, the wooden coat rack beneath Lumian's feet, burning with a violet-blue flame, did not quickly turn to ash. It was like a truly heat-resistant, miraculous metal, maintaining its basic, hard state.

    This was an ability Hunters possessed since the Iron-blooded Knight stage: "weaponizing" ordinary objects, temporarily transforming them into lethal tools.

    At the angelic level, Lumian could now make wood, paper, and similar materials temporarily reach the strength of the Sword of Courage, ensuring they would not instantly dissolve under the added flames and internal explosions, maintaining their most fundamental stability.

    This allowed a Hunter's fireball to have a carrier and divert some power to constantly accelerate, ultimately bombing the target area from a distance at several times the speed of sound.

    At the Iron-blooded Knight stage, this remote range was 5 to 10 kilometers. For a Weather Warlock, it became hundreds, or even thousands of kilometers.

    However, this was not very useful in actual combat. Even if the weapon carrying the fireball flew quickly, adding an extremely long distance would still require a certain time to reach the target area. Not to mention Angels and Saints, even Mid-Sequence Beyonders with strong spiritual intuition could detect it in advance and escape the potentially covered area in time.

    The current level of the Fog of War could not be attached and follow along.

    Lumian could divert a small portion of his psyche to merge into the fireball or weapon, allowing them to change direction. But such an operation, when done from too far away, would always lack precision and thus could not strike enemies beyond a certain level.

    The greatest use of such an attack was only to destroy fixed targets. For Lumian, it was completely incomparable to the mystical long-range attacks delivered through the mirror world.

    But...

    Lumian looked down at the coat rack beneath his feet, burning brilliantly like a giant sword, then glanced at the blown-open white clouds and the city below that looked like specks of dust, and listened to the sonic boom that could not catch up to him. He laughed Inwardly.

    How cool!

    Without considering conspiracies, a Hunter must be arrogant!

    Otherwise, how would one provoke others?

    Boom!

    A violet-blue light, with a human figure standing atop it, rapidly traversed the sky, leaving behind a blast that made houses and glass violently tremble.

    …

    Beside a mountain-side village where rain was pouring down.

    The river had already overflowed with yellowish water, surging toward the not-so-large city in the distance.

    The city's residents were anxious, worried that mountain floods would erupt and affect their living spaces. Many villagers had already climbed to the second floor or onto their roofs because the rising water had gone beyond their knees and was trying to break down their doors.

    Looking at the increasingly yellow floodwaters, experienced villagers grew more worried and had nowhere to escape.

    Suddenly, they heard a loud "bang" and instinctively looked up, casting their gaze toward the sky.

    They then saw a light, bluish-violet like a fire meteor, hovering and stopping among the layered dark clouds, with what seemed to be a person standing on top-a tall figure with blood-red long hair, though far away.

    This person riding a flaming sword began moving amidst rising white water vapor and dense surrounding rain, with powerful, high-strung and frenzied movements, with a twisted, mysterious posture.

    A divine being dancing in the sky!

    Villagers nearby and city dwellers in the distance all suddenly had the same thought.

    This is a ritual.

    A ritual of praying to some existence!

    The ritual dance became increasingly intense, and everyone who saw this scene seemed to hear thumping drum beats.

    As the divine being's dance progressed, the rain gradually diminished, and dark clouds in the high sky dispersed one by one.

    In the end, the rainstorm completely stopped, and rays of brilliant sunlight shone upon villagers hiding on the second floor and rooftops, and upon the worried citizens looking toward the mountain's edge.

    The divine being stopped the ritual dance, and the flaming sword beneath their feet disappeared.

    With a magnificent, layered voice, they proclaimed to the humans below, "My name:

    "Family to the King of Yellow and Black, Priest of Weather and Plague, the Dual-Bodied one who spreads war and chaos!"

    Among those born and raised in religious societies, a large portion instinctively bowed their heads and shouted in unison, "Praise be to you, Priest of Weather and Plague!

    "Praise be to you for sending away the calamity!"

    By the time these people raised their heads, the divine being had vanished.

    …

    Trier, inside the luxurious villa.

    Lumian's figure quickly traced itself in his room.

    He distinctly felt that his Weather Warlock potion had been digested a bit.

    The effect of this act was much stronger than changing the extreme weather of three regions immediately after his advancement!

    Previously, I was doing good deeds quietly, unknown, lacking clear directional feedback?

    Hmm, a Weather Warlock must let people know they are a 'warlock', must be seen, or understood, otherwise it's not a successful act... The people in those three regions would probably think it was the local faith's god's protection, praising those gods, not me. Only a small portion might connect the weather changes with the previous appearance of a witch...

    It can't be too simple to change the weather. Even if it doesn't substantially take effect, the ritual must be there. The audience must feel I used great effort to change the weather, otherwise I'd be performing as a God of Weather instead of a Weather Warlock...

    Positioning the Weather Warlock as a priest of weather should be fine…

    Also, Hunter represents the initial masculine side, robust, highly aggressive, often associated with being flamboyant.

    Looking at it this way, a Hunter's arrogance and conspicuousness are sometimes a conspiracy, sometimes an acting requirement...

    Combining the feedback from two different performances, Lumian vaguely grasped a key point.

    A Weather Warlock's performance cannot be low-key!

    Hiding behind the scenes doing good deeds is not a Hunter's style!

    Moreover, although the Sequence name "Weather Warlock' had no clear good or bad orientation, based on the fact that the Hunter pathway represented war and was one of the two components of calamity, and drawing from previous Sequence acting experiences.

    Lumian suspected that the hidden acting principle might be "bringing disaster by changing the weather."

    Bringing disaster to enemies by changing the weather will be a key focus of future acts. Lumian nodded thoughtfully, feeling slightly disappointed.

    He murmured to himself. No accidents, no anomalies…

    His extremely flamboyant travel this time was partly to satisfy his normal inner desires, maintain and expand his humanity, and partly to provoke hidden arrangements by Blood Emperor Alista Tudor or that Red Angel Medici.

    Unfortunately, under Mr. Fool's gaze and with the situation not being chaotic, nothing happened.

    Every successful Hunter was a qualified schemer and wouldn't be so easily trapped.

    Feeling disappointed but in much better condition, Lumian left the bedroom, intending to pour himself a glass of absinthe downstairs.

    Franca heard the movement and walked out of her workshop.

    She had let the Face of the Arcane fall back into slumber, returning to the Traveler's Bag.

    Glancing at Lumian, Franca asked with unusual anticipation, "Oh-oh, can your previous sword-riding ability be shared?"

    "Sword-riding?" Although Lumian had been in the dream city for half a month, his exposure to information couldn't be too comprehensive, so he wasn't familiar with this somewhat niche term.

    However, he quickly associated it with his coat rack flying based on the literal meaning, and said with a smile, "Got it. It can be shared.

    "It's formed by combining the ability to 'weaponize' any object and the ability to manipulate fireballs.

    "Although I can only share one ability with you at a time, they don't need to be used simultaneously to complete the combination."

    Franca's eyes became increasingly bright. "Can I try now?"

    Lumian couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course, but remember, only within a 10-kilometer range.

    "'Weaponized' items won't quickly return to normal and get damaged, but once you exceed the team's effective distance, you'll lose control of the attached flame."

    Franca was a bit disappointed but found it acceptable.

    "Fine, 10 kilometers it is."

    She thought for a moment and added, "To go beyond 10 kilometers, you'd have to stay with me, not creating distance? Well, you can stand on the back half of my flying sword..."

    The leader of a Hunter team must necessarily be a Hunter, with the 10-kilometer range calculated from their center.

    If a team has more than one Hunter, only one led, the highest-Sequence one. If there was more than one highest-Sequence member, they determined superiority through combat.

    "That's right," Lumian confirmed Franca's statement.

    Franca's face immediately lit up.

    "Let's start, first have a quick spin within the 10- kilometer range.

    "Then we'll ride swords through the sky, hmm, let's bring Jenna along..."

    Just as she was saying this, Franca suddenly sensed something and took out a makeup mirror from her clothing's hidden pocket.

    She took it out while telling Lumian, "My only subordinate sent a message."

    Although the Sick Church had multiple priests and bishops, and the market district had gang leaders at Franca's disposal, the one who actually led them, assigned tasks, and received reports was mainly Jenna.

    Franca's true subordinate was only one person: her subordinate in the Demoness Sect, the Witch Niceea, who was a mole in the Emperor Party.

    Of course, Niceea was now a Demoness of Pleasure.

    "Stay alert," Lumian cautioned.

    This involved the Demoness Sect and the special mirror world, so they had to be extra careful from now on.

    "Mm-hmm." Franca nodded while seeing a light on the mirror's surface unfold into Intisian: "Louis Gustav has mysteriously disappeared."

    "Louis Gustav has mysteriously disappeared." Franca's eyes narrowed.

    The leader of the Emperor Party, the man secretly planning to overthrow the current government, with some connection to the mirror world's Roselle, Louis Gustave, had mysteriously disappeared?
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      Lumian, The Chariot of Fool, is non stop riding the Fool.
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        Lazy Lion
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        Something's geh about this comment. I can feel it
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          Started with asking War Bishop Formula.
          Asked for Weather Warlock Formula.
          Asked for location of Weather Warlock BC.
          Starting calling himself Fool family member.
          It's thinking of Asking if he can change Sefirah Castle Weather.
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            I think its either wrong translation (some people translated raw chinese and got results translated as beholden or dependent of king of yellow and black - same as Fors) or it doesn't make sense
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          You're right. I think it's Blasphemy.
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      A Weather Warlock's performance cannot be low-key!

      Hiding behind the scenes doing good deeds is not a Hunter's style!

      That does explain why Medici, despite being a Master conspiracist, keep taking the front stage with style when he appears...
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    Я помню как один из читателей предположил что у матери в полном состоянии может быть способность создавать ангелов в огромных количествах, но ему возразили, мол даже в пределах одного пути только 9 ангелов. Лучше бы она порождала ангелов
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    The theory that Will will become the Key of Light without the characteristics of Ouroboros is rejected(
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      How did it even begin? This is just nonsense
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        Yeah, forget about BC, Will becoming Key of light? 22 22
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    1092 Just Wishing to Save Humanity







    Madam Magician forcibly changed the topic. 'If the apocalypse truly arrives in 1368 as predicted, I won't need to rush my advancement. In a few years, Mr. Fool should be completely awake, then unlock the seal on the Western Continent, allowing more Above the Sequences to be born. At that time, even if we're still at a disadvantage when the apocalypse arrives, we'll at least have the power to protect ourselves.

    'Without the Uncertain Mist mediating, those Outer Deities won't be able to cooperate well, and they must guard against becoming other Outer Deities' prey after being wounded.

    'Unfortunately, there's not much time left. I can only quickly advance to Sequence 1. As a Sequence 1 Angel of the Door pathway, my chances of survival during the apocalypse will be much higher than other pathways. After all, those Outer Deities probably haven't set Their target on Sefirah Castle—do They want self-destruction to happen even faster?'

    Her thoughts were similar to Lumian's, believing that Sefirah Castle and its three subordinate pathways were most likely not the Outer Deities' targets. Even if she became a Sequence 1 Key of Stars, she wouldn't be specifically targeted.

    Lumian detected the insincerity in Madam Magician's words.

    No matter what, if purely for self-preservation and protecting the closest few people, a Sequence 2 Planeswalker would definitely be better than a Sequence 1 Key of Stars, less likely to be noticed, able to sneak away during the chaos.

    Choosing to quickly digest the potion and advance to Sequence 1 is to do more during the apocalypse? The Chariot Lumian could vaguely grasp that mentality and thought.

    At this moment, the Fool shrouded in gray fog said to Madam Magician Fors, 'The Key of Stars will also become a target.

    'Before I fully awaken, if the apocalypse arrives, no Outer Deity will want to see a Lord of Mysteries truly born. They will seal the sefirah, take away the corresponding Uniquenesses and Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, eliminating the possibility of the spirit world's lord returning.

    'Although They can't further accommodate Sefirah Castle, occupying one or two Uniquenesses and the corresponding Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics is not a problem. Their power will increase slightly, and Their abilities will become more diverse.

    'Besides, just because They can't accommodate Sefirah Castle doesn't mean there's no suitable way for Them to use it.'

    Madam Magician fell silent.

    She didn't say she would reconsider, nor did she immediately state her position of becoming an Archangel before the apocalypse.

    Lumian was thinking about something else.

    Even if only one or two years remains before the apocalypse, with the Major Arcana card holders' efforts and Mr. Fool's current awakening speed, by then, even if he hasn't fully awakened, it shouldn't be far off. As long as he doesn't actively prevent the Outer Deities' invasion, those Outer Deities would probably not intentionally provoke him.

    But, he is clearly preparing to confront the apocalypse…

    The Chariot Lumian glanced at Mr. Fool at the head of the bronze long table and asked no further questions.

    …

    Trier, inside the luxurious villa.

    Lumian, lying in the armchair, opened his eyes.

    He reached out and touched his blood-red long hair, preparing to cut it short, but after thinking, he abandoned that plan.

    Lumian stood up and paced the room, his mind filled with knowledge obtained above the gray fog.

    He now understood that his goal of becoming a Sequence 0 true god and attempting to accommodate the City of Calamity was not only necessary for Aurore's resurrection but also a requirement to transcend Sequences and face the apocalypse.

    Just one or two years to digest the Weather Warlock potion, become a Sequence 1 Archangel, then digest the corresponding Sequence 1 potion, find a way to defeat Red Angel Medici, perform the apotheosis ritual, and finally suppress the City of Calamity's consciousness to accommodate it, and possibly contest with the Primordial Demoness in between…

    Isn't this timeline too pressing?

    If luck is bad, I might not even complete the first step of digesting the Weather Warlock potion…

    Lumian merely imagined the upcoming tasks and felt his scalp go numb, believing there was almost no hope of success.

    Not to mention whether those steps could succeed, there simply wasn't enough time!

    Digesting a demigod level potion itself required a very long time. Lumian's previous rapid digestion of the Despair and Unaging potions was due to two factors: first, the deity worshiped by the Aurora Order had actively exposed Himself, converting all previous arrangements into 'despair; second, leveraging Aurore's special status as a transmigrator from the past, with her soul fragments maintaining a certain activity, sealed inside him—an arrangement by the deity worshiped by the Aurora Order.

    Now, Lumian couldn't see any opportunity for quickly digesting the Weather Warlock potion, and that deity seemed to have made no arrangements in this regard.

    As an Angel of the Hunter pathway, Lumian already possessed steel-like willpower and fire-like courage. He quickly suppressed his instinctive retreat and fear, first considering the first step of digesting the Weather Warlock potion.

    Based on my previous experience, there are two main approaches to quickly digest a potion: first, through special encounters that adjust one's mental and spiritual state to closely align with the potion's true meaning; second, by using a higher-level Beyonder as the object of acting, obtaining better digestion speed.

    The first approach is no longer possible… Those higher than my level are Archangels, true gods, and great existences, and a Weather Warlock isn't meant to be acted out by people… Ask Them to be spectators, observing me change the weather and provide feedback?

    Taking it a step further, change the weather in a true god's divine kingdom? At the next gathering, seek Mr. Fool's consent to add special effects to the Major Arcana's discussion, change the weather in Sefirah Castle?

    I wonder if this would be effective… I'll seek Mr. Fool's guidance during the next prayer…

    Lumian, with his initial thoughts taking shape, suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

    There was a method that could help him digest the Weather Warlock potion in the shortest time possible.

    Let Blood Emperor Alista Tudor resurrect within him, after which he would no longer need to digest other potions.

    The only problem was that he would die, and Aurore would not be resurrected.

    I wonder what arrangements Alista Tudor has made, if there's a way to use these arrangements to quickly digest the Weather Warlock potion? Lumian thought for a while but found no insights.

    He then considered Madam Magician's suggestion.

    Strengthen humanity, resist godhood, distinguish between normal and abnormal emotions, desires, and behaviors…

    Anchors bring others' perceptions, and everyone's perception of me differs from my true self to some extent. This is also a form of corruption that can easily make my thoughts, spirit, and humanity chaotic, but it can be used to balance and resist godhood, giving my true self and humanity a chance to breathe…

    If these are normal emotional responses that would arise from one's own humanity, even if overlapping with godhood, they don't need to be too suppressed and can be expressed normally?

    Is this a kind of fusion?

    Mr. Fool said in the dream city to both resist and merge… At the Angel stage, fusion is superficial, not obvious, mainly about resistance and suppression?

    Lumian examined himself, sorting through different emotions and desires.

    After a while, he roughly knew what he could do, to what extent, what must be strictly controlled, and what signs required immediate restraint.

    Of course, having just advanced and not yet adapted to the potion, his state was unstable. Many things he could do now might be difficult to control, potentially being driven by godhood into terrible developments. So, he needed to initially digest the potion.

    Thinking this, Lumian immediately used the Hunter pathway's Mental Communication to speak to Franca, Jenna, Ludwig, and Anthony, who had not yet left the 10-kilometer range.

    'After becoming a Weather Warlock, Alista Tudor's arrangements might start to manifest. You must be more vigilant and attentive, especially regarding matters involving the Demoness Sect.'

    Mental Communication would not transmit all inner thoughts or fleeting ideas to companions; there must be an intention to 'speak out' for the information to resonate in everyone's minds. If Lumian were to share a Manipulator's Beyonder powers and attach it to Mental Communication, he could achieve a weakened version of the Hall of Truth effect.

    After speaking, Lumian took out a mirror to divine which region was experiencing extreme weather.

    After obtaining the answer, he was about to teleport there.

    Before activating the black mark on his right shoulder, he suddenly had a new idea.

    Some ways to maintain and strengthen humanity can be done right now!

    A wind rose, blowing open the bedroom window.

    Then, Lumian sensed the spirit world coordinates of the target area while picking up the coat rack in the room and suddenly hurling it toward the sky.

    The coat rack quickly ignited with a purplish-blue flame, speedily racing toward the horizon.

    Lumian leaped lightly, jumping out the window and landing precisely on the burning coat rack.

    Then, with his feet slightly apart and hands clasped behind his back, his coat fluttering, he rode the flame-engulfed coat rack, which was now faster than the speed of sound and still accelerating, toward the target area.

    In the second-floor studio, Franca, momentarily distracted from her creation by Lumian's warning, heard a booming sound from high in the sky.

    Wearing the Face of the Arcane, she stepped to the window and looked at the azure sky, just in time to see Lumian standing on a flaming 'great sword', hands behind his back, rapidly disappearing from her field of view, leaving behind a new sonic boom.

    Franca's expression revealed envy.

    At the same time, she quietly sighed in relief.

    In the first-floor papal office, Jenna had been worried about the negative effects of Franca's fully automatic healing machine—which would make every healed person, upon recovery, filled with a desire to reproduce and want to have a child.

    Her solution was to have padres and bishops treat common illnesses, pray to the great God of Disease for serious conditions, and subsequently, for those with families and partners, have the Sick Church handle the economic losses from childbirth. For those without partners, consider matchmaking, and if that failed, have Anthony handle it—making them feel that it was completely fine having had a child!

    Hearing the sonic boom, she also came to the window, looking outside and seeing Lumian traveling in his peculiar and arrogant manner.

    Jenna's face gradually broke into a smile.

    She felt Lumian's state had improved somewhat.
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      If the Disaster of Destruction adapts the River of Eternal Darkness similar to Adam's current level of control over the Sea of Chaos, He will be considered half a Pillar. As half of a Pillar, It must have some kind of Symbolism of the End of All Things. He seems to be able to completely KILL the External Deity, of which only Sefirot, Uniqueness and Characteristics will remain. Here I will also raise another question: If the same Circle of Insecurity dies, but His Spirit remains, with which Amon begins to merge to become a new Circle of Insecurity, because of the status of MGoD's Son, it will most likely end badly...
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        Death was a half-pillar during the fall. It's not difficult to become, but it's hard not to lose control
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          What? He wanted to accommodate the Uniqueness of the Red Priest with the help of the River of Eternal Darkness. The worms ate His brains if He wanted to use such a method...
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    Chapter 1091: Chaos's Future


    "A hidden fourth Pillar?" Madam Magician exclaimed in shock.

    She clearly had never heard of this before.

    The Chariot Lumian was equally surprised.

    He couldn't help but glance at Madam Magician, muttering internally, Her humanity is well-preserved…

    Mr. Fool, shrouded in grayish-white fog, explained in a calm tone. "This world was born from chaos. Besides the astral world's dominator, the spirit world's lord, and reality's sovereign, there is another important symbolism-one that represents the endpoint of destiny, the universe's destruction, and the finale of all things. Under such a symbolism, even the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings and the Mother Goddess of Depravity would completely perish. Their spirits no longer existing, everything returning to chaos. Of course, the hidden fourth Pillar would meet the same fate, not much later than us.

    "Or rather, Its self-destruction brings about all termination."

    "Mr. Fool, which sefirot does this correspond to?"

    Madam Magician curiously asked, beating The Chariot Lumian to the question.

    Mr. Fool's fingers lightly tapped the edge of the bronze long table. "Formed by the convergence of two sefirot -one is the City of Calamity, the other the River of Eternal Darkness."

    Madam Magician immediately looked across at The Chariot Lumian.

    The Chariot Lumian's heart stirred, raising his right hand and gazing at the pitch-black, lifeless "pinhole" in his palm.

    Mr. Fool continued, "The best way to transcend the Sequences is first to become a Sequence 0 true god of one pathway, then accommodate the corresponding sefirah, followed by the Uniquenesses of other pathways under the sefirah and Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, with no ritual to assist.

    "This is the general approach, though some pathways have their own unique details, like the Demoness and Hunter pathways. But ultimately, one must first become a Sequence 0 true god of a pathway to accommodate the sefirah, not become a dual- pathway true god before attempting. The latter has hope of success, but not a great chance.

    "When the Red Priest or the Primordial Demoness accommodates the City of Calamity and continues to occupy the neighboring pathway's Uniqueness and one Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic, becoming the Origins of Disaster or Calamity of Destruction, and then accommodates the River of Eternal Darkness along with its pathway's Uniquenesses and Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, they can become the hidden fourth Pillar, becoming the endpoint of destiny and the universe's destroyer.

    "Conversely, the Sequence 0 true gods of Darkness, Death, and Twilight Giant pathways can also become the hidden fourth Pillar, starting from accommodating the River of Eternal Darkness.

    "Now, the Evernight Goddess has already obtained the Uniquenesses of the Twilight Giant and Death pathways and grasps all the required Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics. She is deepening Her connection with that sefirah by using the tributary leaked from the seal through the Underworld Daoist and the River of Eternal Darkness."

    Through the Underworld Daoist... Lumian suddenly understood the value the Church of Evernight's emphasis had with Amandina.

    In the past half year, they hadn't had much contact with her, but they knew her general situation.

    The Church of Evernight Goddess had directly established contact with this Underworld Daoist's student, personally managed by Mr. Star. The current Amandina had obtained the Sequence 5 Spirit Medium Beyonder ingredients, was digesting the Spirit Warlock potion, preparing for her advancement ritual, and waiting to receive a new round of boons at the end-of- year Dream Festival.

    Her relationship with the Church of Evernight Goddess had become very close.

    Just as Lumian was suddenly worried, Mr. Fool continued, "You should have realized that the hidden fourth Pillar is related to the universe's destruction and the termination of all things, and would not normally appear.

    "As for whether we will need to wait until the universe reaches the end of life before the City of Calamity and River of Eternal Darkness can merge and give birth to the fourth Pillar, or if the fourth Pillar can be forcibly born through congregation but would bring about the universe and all things' destruction-unless He immediately falls into slumber or passively splits - everything will perish. I can't see clearly yet, but the deity worshiped by the Aurora Order currently leans more towards the latter scenario."

    In other words, the hidden fourth Pillar will either be unable to be born for a very long time, or can only be used as a final option of mutual destruction or intimidating enemies? The Chariot Lumian gradually felt relieved.

    Then, he pondered the purpose and implications of Mr. Fool's explanation about the hidden fourth Pillar.

    For me, this knowledge is currently meaningless...

    Or perhaps, I can first jump to Sequence 1 of Death or Twilight Giant to better borrow the power of 0-01, narrowing the gap between myself and Red Angel Medici?

    If I could defeat this King of Angels, obtain two Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics of the Hunter pathway from Him, then find a way to lower my status, expel the original Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic, return to the Weather Warlock level, and then re- advance, becoming a King of Angels of the Hunter pathway, accommodating 0-01...

    Lowering my status and re-advancing has significant risks and potential hidden dangers, but it's much better than competing with Red Angel Medici at Sequence 2. However, I won't challenge the Red Angel one-on-one. I'm a Major Arcana of the Tarot Club, a patron saint-no, a patron angel of the Church of The Fool. Hunters are about collective strength, so why would I fight alone?

    After Franca and Jenna's advancement, if the ritual is difficult or Beyonder characteristics are unavailable, they could also consider switching to one of the Darkness, Death, or Twilight Giant pathways...

    While The Chariot Lumian was contemplating, Mr. Fool looked at him and said, "After switching to a hidden neighboring pathway, if you don't expel the corresponding Beyonder characteristics, you'll be unable to accommodate the sefirah in the future and will be rejected by the belonging sefirah.

    "Also, after becoming a Weather Warlock, your destiny has become chaotic and full of change. I am not omniscient, nor omnipotent. I can no longer see things as clearly and can only remind you to be extremely careful going forward."

    When he advanced to Weather Warlock, Lumian had already confirmed that the remaining spiritual imprint of Blood Emperor Alista Tudor had not been strengthened or revived within him.

    From that point, he knew the Blood Emperor's resurrection arrangement would emerge and erupt in subsequent events, which were currently unforeseeable. Mr. Fool's warning deepened his vigilance in this aspect:

    An arrangement that even this great existence cannot provide effective guidance must be extraordinarily complex!

    Madam Magician Fors, who had chatted with Mr. Fool many times, knew from his last statement that today's small gathering, or the "common knowledge" lesson for the Tarot Club's new angel, should conclude.

    She looked at The Chariot Lumian and said, "You should now understand the current situation and the source of the apocalypse. Analyzing things afterward will allow you to directly see their essence.

    "As an Angel more senior than you by several years, let me share three final experiences.

    "First, previous Sequences must be acted upon again because the potion you consumed contains Beyonder characteristics from all previous Sequences. Most importantly, you need to make up for the acting of Iron-blooded Knight and War Bishop, Hunter, Provoker, Pyromaniac, Conspirer and Reaper can all be naturally and effectively digested in your future battles or wars.

    "Second, travel to different regions to improve local weather and leave behind legends. This is not only necessary for digesting the Weather Warlock potion but also a must-do to spread faith and obtain more anchors.

    "Third, Mr. Fool has already explained the difference between godhood and humanity very clearly.

    "Combining my own experience, I have one insight: distinguish between the normal desires brought by the second layer of humanity, and the abnormal desires created by first-layer humanity and godhood. Resist the latter, guide the former. Don't be too suppressed and restrained, nor can you be greedy and indulgent."

    The Chariot Lumian listened carefully and thoughtfully said, "Thank you, Madam Magician."

    Madam Magician Fors smiled self-deprecatingly. "If you have any new insights in this area later, you can tell me too.

    "I need to prepare for my Sequence 1 advancement."

    "Sequence 1 of the Door pathway?" The Chariot Lumian asked with slight surprise.

    In his view, the Sequence 2 Planeswalker of the Door pathway was the Sequence most likely to survive the apocalypse, without question.

    First, before reaching Sequence 1, they wouldn't be specifically targeted by the Outer Deities. Second, They possessed the ability for space travel and could carry a group of people. Afterward, They could completely find a planet in a "remote" area of the universe with relatively suitable conditions, and use Their recording abilities or the Beyonder characteristics of different pathways to make it habitable and redevelop civilization.

    Madam Magician nodded. "Yes, the Key of Stars. The Beyonder characteristics and supplementary ingredients are not lacking. The Abraham family has long wanted to give them to me. The price is to protect their clan, prevent the Abraham name from going extinct, ensure at least one Sequence 1 Angel is born among them. Afterward, if the apocalypse comes, my first task would be to transfer them away.

    "The good news is they now have several Saints. The bad news is they are far from digestion. The Sequence 3 Wanderer still needs to travel in space to digest quickly.

    "The ritual itself isn't complicated. Find a continuously rotating, signal-emitting heavy planet, approach it, land on it, and then find a way to establish sufficient mystical connections with it.

    "The first part of the ritual is very dangerous, the latter part extremely difficult. But with Mr. Fool's help, these aren't major problems-He can directly Graft me onto the corresponding planet to satisfy the conditions, though the premise is that I can withstand such pressure.

    "The current trouble is that my Planeswalker potion hasn't been completely digested. These years I've been going everywhere, the number of times is enough, and the term 'walker' is satisfied, but none of it counts as planeswalking..."

    At this point, Madam Magician suddenly closed her mouth.

    She felt like she was complaining about work, and her direct superior-who could easily crush her-was sitting at the head of the long table.

    Listening to Madam Magician's words, Lumian suddenly discovered a problem.

    Mr. Fool doesn't actually have to deal with the subsequent planetary apocalypse, because no Outer Deity would compete for Sefirah Castle- accommodating this sefirah with a Pillar symbolism would only lead Them to self-destruction…
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    1091 Chaos's Future







    'A hidden fourth Pillar?' Madam Magician exclaimed in shock.

    She clearly had never heard of this before.

    The Chariot Lumian was equally surprised.

    He couldn't help but glance at Madam Magician, muttering internally, Her humanity is well-preserved…

    Mr. Fool, shrouded in grayish-white fog, explained in a calm tone, 'This world was born from chaos. Besides the astral world's dominator, the spirit world's lord, and reality's sovereign, there is another important symbolism—one that represents the endpoint of destiny, the universe's destruction, and the finale of all things. Under such a symbolism, even the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings and the Mother Goddess of Depravity would completely perish, Their spirits no longer existing, everything returning to chaos. Of course, the hidden fourth Pillar would meet the same fate, not much later than us.

    'Or rather, Its self-destruction brings about all termination.'

    'Mr. Fool, which sefirot does this correspond to?' Madam Magician curiously asked, beating The Chariot Lumian to the question.

    Mr. Fool's fingers lightly tapped the edge of the bronze long table. 'Formed by the convergence of two sefirot—one is the City of Calamity, the other the River of Eternal Darkness.'

    Madam Magician immediately looked across at The Chariot Lumian.

    The Chariot Lumian's heart stirred, raising his right hand and gazing at the pitch-black, lifeless 'pinhole' in his palm.

    Mr. Fool continued, 'The best way to transcend the Sequences is first to become a Sequence 0 true god of one pathway, then accommodate the corresponding sefirah, followed by the Uniquenesses of other pathways under the sefirah and Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, with no ritual to assist.

    'This is the general approach, though some pathways have their own unique details, like the Demoness and Hunter pathways. But ultimately, one must first become a Sequence 0 true god of a pathway to accommodate the sefirah, not become a dual-pathway true god before attempting. The latter has hope of success, but not a great chance.

    'When the Red Priest or the Primordial Demoness accommodates the City of Calamity and continues to occupy the neighboring pathway's Uniqueness and one Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic, becoming the Origins of Disaster or Calamity of Destruction, and then accommodates the River of Eternal Darkness along with its pathway's Uniquenesses and Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, they can become the hidden fourth Pillar, becoming the endpoint of destiny and the universe's destroyer.

    'Conversely, the Sequence 0 true gods of Darkness, Death, and Twilight Giant pathways can also become the hidden fourth Pillar, starting from accommodating the River of Eternal Darkness.

    'Now, the Evernight Goddess has already obtained the Uniquenesses of the Twilight Giant and Death pathways and grasps all the required Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics. She is deepening Her connection with that sefirah by using the tributary leaked from the seal through the Underworld Daoist and the River of Eternal Darkness.'

    Through the Underworld Daoist… Lumian suddenly understood the value the Church of Evernight's emphasis had with Amandina.

    In the past half year, they hadn't had much contact with her, but they knew her general situation.

    The Church of Evernight Goddess had directly established contact with this Underworld Daoist's student, personally managed by Mr. Star. The current Amandina had obtained the Sequence 5 Spirit Medium Beyonder ingredients, was digesting the Spirit Warlock potion, preparing for her advancement ritual, and waiting to receive a new round of boons at the end-of-year Dream Festival.

    Her relationship with the Church of Evernight Goddess had become very close.

    Just as Lumian was suddenly worried, Mr. Fool continued, 'You should have realized that the hidden fourth Pillar is related to the universe's destruction and the termination of all things, and would not normally appear.

    'As for whether we will need to wait until the universe reaches the end of life before the City of Calamity and River of Eternal Darkness can merge and give birth to the fourth Pillar, or if the fourth Pillar can be forcibly born through congregation but would bring about the universe and all things' destruction—unless He immediately falls into slumber or passively splits—everything will perish. I can't see clearly yet, but the deity worshiped by the Aurora Order currently leans more towards the latter scenario.'

    In other words, the hidden fourth Pillar will either be unable to be born for a very long time, or can only be used as a final option of mutual destruction or intimidating enemies? The Chariot Lumian gradually felt relieved.

    Then, he pondered the purpose and implications of Mr. Fool's explanation about the hidden fourth Pillar.

    For me, this knowledge is currently meaningless…

    Or perhaps, I can first jump to Sequence 1 of Death or Twilight Giant to better borrow the power of 0-01, narrowing the gap between myself and Red Angel Medici?

    If I could defeat this King of Angels, obtain two Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics of the Hunter pathway from Him, then find a way to lower my status, expel the original Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic, return to the Weather Warlock level, and then re-advance, becoming a King of Angels of the Hunter pathway, accommodating 0-01…

    Lowering my status and re-advancing has significant risks and potential hidden dangers, but it's much better than competing with Red Angel Medici at Sequence 2… However, I won't challenge the Red Angel one-on-one. I'm a Major Arcana of the Tarot Club, a patron saint—no, a patron angel of the Church of The Fool. Hunters are about collective strength, so why would I fight alone?

    After Franca and Jenna's advancement, if the ritual is difficult or Beyonder characteristics are unavailable, they could also consider switching to one of the Darkness, Death, or Twilight Giant pathways…

    While The Chariot Lumian was contemplating, Mr. Fool looked at him and said, 'After switching to a hidden neighboring pathway, if you don't expel the corresponding Beyonder characteristics, you'll be unable to accommodate the sefirah in the future and will be rejected by the belonging sefirah.

    'Also, after becoming a Weather Warlock, your destiny has become chaotic and full of change. I am not omniscient, nor omnipotent. I can no longer see things as clearly and can only remind you to be extremely careful going forward.'

    When he advanced to Weather Warlock, Lumian had already confirmed that the remaining spiritual imprint of Blood Emperor Alista Tudor had not been strengthened or revived within him.

    From that point, he knew the Blood Emperor's resurrection arrangement would emerge and erupt in subsequent events, which were currently unforeseeable. Mr. Fool's warning deepened his vigilance in this aspect:

    An arrangement that even this great existence cannot provide effective guidance must be extraordinarily complex!

    Madam Magician Fors, who had chatted with Mr. Fool many times, knew from his last statement that today's small gathering, or the 'common knowledge' lesson for the Tarot Club's new angel, should conclude.

    She looked at The Chariot Lumian and said, 'You should now understand the current situation and the source of the apocalypse. Analyzing things afterward will allow you to directly see their essence.

    'As an Angel more senior than you by several years, let me share three final experiences.

    'First, previous Sequences must be acted upon again because the potion you consumed contains Beyonder characteristics from all previous Sequences. Most importantly, you need to make up for the acting of Iron-blooded Knight and War Bishop. Hunter, Provoker, Pyromaniac, Conspirer and Reaper can all be naturally and effectively digested in your future battles or wars.

    'Second, travel to different regions to improve local weather and leave behind legends. This is not only necessary for digesting the Weather Warlock potion but also a must-do to spread faith and obtain more anchors.

    'Third, Mr. Fool has already explained the difference between godhood and humanity very clearly. Combining my own experience, I have one insight: distinguish between the normal desires brought by the second layer of humanity, and the abnormal desires created by first-layer humanity and godhood. Resist the latter, guide the former. Don't be too suppressed and restrained, nor can you be greedy and indulgent.'

    The Chariot Lumian listened carefully and thoughtfully said, 'Thank you, Madam Magician.'

    Madam Magician Fors smiled self-deprecatingly. 'If you have any new insights in this area later, you can tell me too.

    'I need to prepare for my Sequence 1 advancement.'

    'Sequence 1 of the Door pathway?' The Chariot Lumian asked with slight surprise.

    In his view, the Sequence 2 Planeswalker of the Door pathway was the Sequence most likely to survive the apocalypse, without question.

    First, before reaching Sequence 1, they wouldn't be specifically targeted by the Outer Deities. Second, They possessed the ability for space travel and could carry a group of people. Afterward, They could completely find a planet in a 'remote' area of the universe with relatively suitable conditions, and use Their recording abilities or the Beyonder characteristics of different pathways to make it habitable and redevelop civilization.

    Madam Magician nodded. 'Yes, the Key of Stars. The Beyonder characteristics and supplementary ingredients are not lacking. The Abraham family has long wanted to give them to me. The price is to protect their clan, prevent the Abraham name from going extinct, ensure at least one Sequence 1 Angel is born among them. Afterward, if the apocalypse comes, my first task would be to transfer them away.

    'The good news is they now have several Saints. The bad news is they are far from digestion. The Sequence 3 Wanderer still needs to travel in space to digest quickly.

    'The ritual itself isn't complicated. Find a continuously rotating, signal-emitting heavy planet, approach it, land on it, and then find a way to establish sufficient mystical connections with it.

    'The first part of the ritual is very dangerous, the latter part extremely difficult. But with Mr. Fool's help, these aren't major problems—He can directly Graft me onto the corresponding planet to satisfy the conditions, though the premise is that I can withstand such pressure.

    'The current trouble is that my Planeswalker potion hasn't been completely digested. These years I've been going everywhere, the number of times is enough, and the term 'walker' is satisfied, but none of it counts as planeswalking…'

    At this point, Madam Magician suddenly closed her mouth.

    She felt like she was complaining about work, and her direct superior—who could easily crush her—was sitting at the head of the long table.

    Listening to Madam Magician's words, Lumian suddenly discovered a problem.

    Mr. Fool doesn't actually have to deal with the subsequent planetary apocalypse, because no Outer Deity would compete for Sefirah Castle—accommodating this sefirah with a Pillar symbolism would only lead Them to self-destruction…
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    Chapter 1090: Pillars



    Thanks to Maxim


    Madam Magician seemed to understand The Chariot Lumian's current feelings and chuckled, "When the original Creator split Himself, He also wanted to reunite and complete His revival. For this purpose, He left behind a barrier to protect the planet we live on.
     
    "Without this barrier, those Great Old Dominators would have destroyed us along with the entire world long ago. By the way, try not to mention the cosmos to people without an Angel's status, or rather, don't let them understand the true situation of the cosmos- the Outer Deities come from there.
     
    "Well, the original Creator's will is gradually fading with time, and power and psyche without will become chaotic and problematic. The barrier formed from this will end up increasingly unable to resist the great existences, until it reaches a critical point and completely shatters under the horrifying pressure.
     
    "According to different prophecies and previous patterns, this critical point will arrive in 1368-this is the essence of the apocalypse.
     
    "However, from the current situation, the apocalypse may not wait until the critical point appears. Problems within the barrier might cause the passageways to open prematurely."
     
    The Chariot Lumian nodded slightly, finally understanding completely why there would be an apocalypse and what the main dangers would be when it arrived.
     
    When the barrier shatters, even if Mr. Fool fully awakens and replaces The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings to become a great existence, their planet would only have one Above the Sequences being who could fight against the Great Old Ones, while there were a full ten Outer Deities in outer space!
    "In the Vortex incident, the deity worshiped by the Aurora Order, with the help of Amon consuming Termiboros and the Genie's special nature and other arrangements, severely wounded the Uncertain Mist and killed all the Brokers. This is a good thing." Madam Magician suddenly smiled. "The Great Old Ones waiting to invade from different planets in the solar system have lost one of Their number, and the remaining ones can no longer be effectively united. The bad news is that after such careful planning and great effort, there are still nine Outer Deities left."
     
    Lumian already had some understanding of the final outcome and general development of the Vortex incident, but it wasn't entirely clear.
     
    Now, he finally understood what all those arrangements were for.
     
    He remained silent for a few seconds before repeating one of his previous questions, "Besides the Mother Goddess of Depravity and Mother Tree of Desire, what are the other seven Great Old Ones trying to achieve?"
    Mr. Fool had mentioned earlier that accommodating multiple sefirot was impossible for the Celestial Worthy, although He had indeed done so. From the subsequent narrative, it seemed that the Celestial Worthy's ultimate fall was somehow related to this.
     
    Madam Magician glanced at the bronze long table in front of Mr. Fool, and seeing no objection from this great existence, she carefully said, "There are actually different levels for Above the Sequences.
    "The Mother Tree of Desire, Monarch of Decay, and other Great Old Dominators are at the first level. Besides Them, there are some other Outer Deities in the depths of cosmos, but They are either weaker in strength or have no desire for the symbolic meanings of the sefirot within the barrier, so They aren't involved in this matter.
    "The original Creator is at the third level, representing the ultimate, representing chaos, beginning and end, representing the unknowable and undiscussable. No existence can surpass this level, and this level can only have one being, and it's very unstable because both aggregation and division are His instincts.
     
    "Between the first and third levels, there's another level-the second level.
     
    "The great existences at the second level aren't much more powerful than the strongest first-level Great Old Ones like the Mother Tree of Desire, Child of Chaos, and Monarch of Decay, but They possess special symbolism. They are the foundation for the universe's maintenance and development, each supporting a realm, and are known as 'Pillars'."
     
    "Pillars..." Lumian thought of the "Ten Pillars" of the Moses Ascetic Order.
    Madam Magician Fors said with undisguised amusement, "This is a case of knowing the term 'Pillars' but not understanding its true symbolic meaning. They thought it sounded sophisticated and misused it. In the eyes of those who truly understand the weight of 'Pillars,' it's simply foolish."
    "It was the Brood Hive that brought the Hidden Sage to life and secretly corrupted Him.
    "If I'm not mistaken, the Mother Goddess of Depravity, who split off the Brood Hive, is one of the true Pillars, right?"
     
    "Ah, yes..." Madam Magician Fors was stunned again.
     
    "Fate is truly wonderful..."
     
    The Chariot Lumian glanced at the head of the bronze long table, then withdrew his gaze and asked Madam Magician, "Are there only three Pillars?"
     
    Madam Magician Fors nodded. "From a realistic perspective, there are countless planets in the universe, each planet equivalent to a world, and simultaneously, there exist numerous alternate dimensions, too many to count.
     
    "But in mysticism, there are only three layers of worlds: the physical world, the spirit world, and the astral world.
     
    "Many schools of mysticism might have different interpretations of this, but the final division of worlds still comes down to just three layers.
     
    "Returning to conventional concepts, the primordial God Almighty is the dominator of the astral world, Mr. Fool is the lord of the spirit world, and the Mother Goddess of Depravity is the sovereign of the physical world. Well, although She had part of Her sefirot torn away. She still possesses the symbolism and status of a Pillar.
    "You should know that besides the Mother Goddess of Depravity Herself, the Mother Tree of Desire, and the Child of Chaos being directly born from the original Creator, the remaining Great Old Ones were all born from the union of the Mother Goddess of Depravity and the original Creator. They are the first batch of beings She created. She is literally the mother of the Monarch of Decay, Supernova Dominator, and other Great Old Ones-the true Mother of All Things.
     
    "Each controls a realm, but not completely. Their authorities overlap with each other-that's what Pillars are.
     
    "Complete Pillars are at the second level of Above the Sequences, with a status higher than other Great Old Ones and slightly stronger in power, but not fundamentally different. A complete Pillar can defeat a Great Old One but cannot truly kill Them, and at most can simultaneously fight against two Great Old Ones, probably..."
    Mr. Fool, shrouded in grayish-white fog, neither confirmed nor denied her statement.
     
    Madam Magician withdrew her gaze and said to Lumian, "If a complete Pillar accommodates one more sefirot, They will lose control over Their aggregation instinct and will actively consume more sefirot until They aggregate into the original Creator, causing His revival.
     
    "Once this process begins, it can only be interrupted by Their complete fall and division.
     
    "As for the first-level Above the Sequences Great Old Dominators, They can still accommodate another sefirot that has similar, close, or adjacent symbolism to Their own. This would make Them equal in power to the Pillars, though They still wouldn't possess the symbolism of Pillars.
     
     
    It seems the apocalypse is inevitable and unavoidable because the contradictions cannot be reconciled!
     
    Madam Magician reminded him, "Don't think that sending away the sefirot would prevent the apocalypse.
     
    "Let's not even discuss whether the current owners of the sefirot are willing, but those Outer Deities would need all the Uniquenesses of the corresponding pathways and one Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic from each pathway while accommodating the corresponding sefirot. Should we have those true gods and Archangels commit suicide or find ways to lower Their status?"
    Sequence 1 was often referred to as Archangels.
     
    Hearing Madam Magician's words, Lumian suddenly had some thoughts.
     
    Madam Magician continued, "Even if we overcome all difficulties and reach an agreement on similar matters, and this world doesn't destroy itself through internal strife, the apocalypse would still come.
     
    "You should know that godhood's tone is fundamentally madness, chaos, filled with desires for destruction and creation. Those Outer Deities have waited for thousands or tens of thousands of years - They won't spare our planet.
     
    "Once the barrier is damaged, even if Their attention is focused on the sefirot, Uniquenesses, and Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, it would still be unbearable for other Beyonders, ordinary people, and our planet. They are the manifestation of such symbolism.
    "For example, the Monarch of Decay would naturally cause the entire planet and all living beings to start decaying, eventually either rotting to death or becoming disgusting creatures loyal to Him, and without necessary resistance, the mere approach of the Supernova Dominator would tear the planet apart.
     
    "At that time, those above Sequence 2 will be watched, and below Sequence 2, not many Beyonders have the ability to survive in space. Sequence 2 is probably the Sequence most likely to survive the apocalypse, but for most Sequence 2 Angels, it would be extremely difficult to cross space, resist various dangers, and find a suitable planet for subsequent survival."
     
    Madam Magician was telling Lumian that once a house collapsed, most people inside will die-escape couldn't solve the problem.
     
    The Chariot Lumian thoughtfully said, "Is it possible to find common desires among multiple Outer Deities, throw out the sefirah that would satisfy the most Outer Deities' needs outside the barrier, incite internal strife among that portion of Outer Deities, let Them severely wound each other first, make the wounded ones retreat to deep space, and thus reduce the number of invading Outer Deities when the apocalypse comes?"
     
    As he spoke, Lumian furrowed his brow.
    "But the victorious Outer Deity would become more powerful-it's impossible to assess whether this would be equivalent to the Outer Deities who were driven away...
     
    As he was muttering to himself. Mr. Fool, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, "Actually, there is a hidden fourth Pillar."
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    1089 Above the Sequences








    Mr. Fool directed his gaze toward Madam Magician Fors.

    She habitually cleared her throat and said to The Chariot Lumian, 'You must have already guessed that there's another level above Sequence 0, right?'

    'Those great existences?' Lumian asked without any surprise.

    'Yes, the great existences above the Sequences.' Madam Magician nodded. 'They have accommodated a sefirah and all corresponding Uniquenesses, plus one Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic from each corresponding pathway. They are also known as Great Old Dominators and Outer Deities, with indestructible psyches.'

    Great Old Dominators… Outer Deities… Lumian mulled over these terms.

    Madam Magician said with a smile, 'This is how I understand it: all current great existences above the Sequences are true deities as defined by Mr. Fool. They are either personas split from the original Creator, His direct offspring, or the first beings born from the Great Mother. They had essentially appeared in this universe before the original Creator awakened and completely self-destructed, Their status originating from the old era.

    'These are conditions that subsequent advancers can never achieve. Even if they truly become great existences, they would only be newly born Above the Sequences…'

    As she spoke, Madam Magician felt like she was discussing Mr. Fool right in front of him, and her voice gradually became quieter.

    She paused before continuing, 'Therefore, those great existences like to call themselves Great Old Dominators, and some true gods refer to Them as the Great Old Ones.

    'And the currently living Great Old Dominators are all outside the barrier. Some want to invade our world, thus they are also called Outer Deities.'

    'I see… Uniquenesses correspond to Sequence 0 true gods, sefirot correspond to those above the Sequences…' Lumian summarized in his own way.

    Madam Magician quickly glanced at Mr. Fool, and seeing no particular reaction from this great existence, she continued, 'Sefirot are collections of symbols, sources of authority, and origins of power.

    'Back then, when the original Creator awakened, causing the destruction of the old era, He split into six sefirot, sixteen Uniquenesses, and all the Beyonder characteristics of sixteen paths of the divine.'

    The destruction of the old era? Did Mr. Fool, Aurore, Franca, and other transmigrators come from the old era that was destroyed when the original Creator awakened? Lumian nodded imperceptibly.

    Madam Magician Fors carefully said, 'But currently, there are not just six sefirot in our world, but nine.'

    Nine? Lumian asked in surprise, 'Did they originally exist?'

    Besides Sefirah Castle, Chaos Sea, City of Calamity, River of Eternal Darkness, Knowledge Moor, and Key of Light, there were three more sefirot?

    Madam Magician shook her head. 'No, they are extraterrestrial in nature.

    'The awakening and self-destruction of the original Creator was a catastrophe for the entire universe. During this process, His three direct offspring—the Mother Goddess of Depravity, um, that is, the Great Mother, along with the Mother Tree of Desire and Child of Chaos—were most affected. Their sefirot were each torn in half, with one half being drawn to the site of the original Creator's self-destruction along with Their corresponding Uniquenesses and Beyonder characteristics—that is, to our world, or rather, our planet.

    'Since then, there have been nine sefirot, twenty-two Uniquenesses, and twenty-two divine pathways within the barrier.

    'Why specifically nine and twenty-two? Perhaps it can be explained by the Moses Ascetic Order's theory that all things are numbers and numbers have spirituality—nine and twenty-two have special mystical significance.'

    When Madam Magician mentioned terms like Mother Goddess of Depravity, Lumian suddenly felt as if numerous gazes were directed at him, though they couldn't penetrate the grayish-white fog.

    At this point, Mr. Fool lightly tapped the edge of the bronze long table and added, 'Normally, like Uniquenesses, sefirot cannot be divided, copied, or destroyed. Only one situation can cause them to be torn apart—encountering the original Creator.

    'He is the 'Exception', the 'Inconceivable', the 'Incomprehensible', the 'Indescribable'. All things that shouldn't happen might happen when encountering Him—unknowable, undiscussable, unnameable.

    'And it was this single instance of sefirot being torn apart that led the Great Old Dominators to discover that torn sefirot could self-complete.

    'The sefirot of the Mother Goddess of Depravity that was torn into our planet self-completed into the Brood Hive. The Mother Tree of Desire lost titles such as 'Father of Devils' and 'Source of Curses', and they perfected themselves into the Tenebrous World.

    'Among them, the Child of Chaos had a somewhat different experience. Whether His main consciousness was on the torn sefirot and followed it inside the barrier, or He later used His special symbolism to project His main consciousness inside to try to reclaim the torn sefirot, ultimately, His main consciousness was either defeated or deceived by the Celestial Worthy and sealed within a magic lamp formed from a Miracle Invoker Beyonder characteristic—this is the origin of the Grade 0 sealed artifact 0-05.

    'The main consciousness of the Child of Chaos became Genie, the sefirot torn inside the barrier self-completed into the Nation of Disorder, while what remained outside the barrier was called the Uncertain Mist—that is, the one worshiped by the Brokers, and the Uncertain Mist has some consciousness.'

    After hearing Mr. Fool's account of the Child of Chaos's experience, Lumian suddenly found the School of Truth's Brokers' search for Sealed Artifact 0-05 somewhat amusing.

    It was like saying 'our god's brain is lost, please help us find it.'

    Beyond the humor, Lumian was more concerned about another matter.

    'The Brood Hive… it's in the Western Continent?

    'What you didn't explicitly say before, Mr. Fool, is that it was possibly the Brood Hive that brought the Hidden Sage to life?'

    'Yes, these matters are dangerous and corruptive for those without an Angel's status—difficult to bear.' Mr. Fool nodded slightly and said, 'In the middle to late period of the First Epoch, before the Celestial Worthy's fall, He sealed seven sefirot—the Brood Hive, Nation of Disorder, Tenebrous World, City of Calamity, River of Eternal Darkness, Knowledge Moor, and Key of Light—in the Western Continent, to be guarded by Penglai.

    'As a result, faced with the approaching apocalypse, all true gods who wanted to exceed the Sequence limitations to deal with the Outer Deities' invasion had only one choice—to support the emergence of a Lord of Mysteries to lift the seal, and the Celestial Worthy could then be revived within the body of the new Lord of Mysteries.'

    So Mr. Fool and I had similar experiences… he was nurtured by the gods who were 'forced' by the Celestial Worthy to ensure His revival, while I was forcibly created by the Blood Emperor' revival efforts and to achieve some goal for the Aurora Order's deity… Lumian felt somewhat emotional and reflective.

    Mr. Fool continued, 'The Celestial Worthy's fall came from that primordial God Almighty who had also accommodated multiple sefirot. They nearly perished together.

    'Some of the Celestial Worthy's arrangements were for His own revival, while others were meant to interfere with the primordial God Almighty's revival, and vice versa.

    'In short, there are many reasons why I was able to suppress the Celestial Worthy this time: first, the help of the primordial God Almighty; second, the Mother Goddess of Depravity had other plans and didn't exert Her power; and third, the Celestial Worthy's arrangement of sealing most sefirot in the Western Continent developed in ways He hadn't prophesied.

    'The Beyonders of the Western Continent, through generations of sacrifice, managed to carve out a new path and grow stronger without a potion system and with few Beyonder characteristics. For example, the Celestial Master and the Underworld Daoist—They all have status and power approaching that of deities, and could be even stronger if they fought without regard for themselves. Penglai thus remained hidden.

    'How could such high-level beings stand by and watch the Celestial Worthy's revival and allow Penglai to play its role?'

    I see, the Celestial Worthy's backup plan was held back by the Celestial Master and others? His arrangement to force everyone to cultivate a Lord of Mysteries actually hindered His revival? Fate is truly wonderful… Indeed, everyone only wants a Lord of Mysteries, whether the Lord of Mysteries is The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings doesn't matter… Lumian looked at the bronze long table in front of Mr. Fool, knowing this great existence hadn't finished speaking.

    Mr. Fool looked at him and Madam Magician and said, 'After my initial awakening, although I still can't lift the Western Continent's seal, I can communicate somewhat with the Celestial Master through it.

    'The Celestial Master told me that their sect's ancestral court had once been breached and occupied by the Luo Sect, and many historical Celestial Masters had romantic entanglements with Luo Sect holy maidens and had children with them.'

    'Luo Sect…' Both The Chariot Lumian and Madam Magician Fors were somewhat confused.

    Mr. Fool smiled. 'The Luo Sect has a saying: 'Unborn Ancient Mother, True Void Homeland'.'

    'Unborn Ancient Mother, True Void Homeland'… True Void Homeland… Paramita? Lumian suddenly understood. 'This is a sect that worships the Brood Hive? 'Unborn Ancient Mother' is a title for the Brood Hive?'

    Mr. Fool nodded. 'Combined with the events described by the Celestial Master, there's reason to believe the Knowledge Moor was once corrupted and influenced by the Brood Hive at some point in the past.

    'This might be why the Hidden Sage came to life.'

    I see… The Chariot Lumian finally connected all the pieces.

    He raised another question. 'Do the Mother Goddess of Depravity, Mother Tree of Desire, and Uncertain Mist want to invade our world to reclaim their torn sefirot?

    'What other Great Old Dominators are outside the barrier? What are Their goals?'

    Madam Magician said with a slight headache, 'Besides those three, others wanting to invade our world include the Monarch of Decay—originally worshiped by the Sick Church—the Primordial Hunger that Ludwig once served, the Inextinguishable Ravings worshipped by the First Philosophy, Supernova Dominator who was the original owner of that space ship from the sea prayer ritual, the Circle of Inevitability that you're most familiar with, the High-Dimensional Overseer of the Painter pathway, and the Goddess of Fate worshiped by General Philip.'

    Wh— Isn't that a little too many? They even outnumber the true gods within the barrier, and They're a level higher, having transcended the Sequences Themselves… Lumian was somewhat shocked, fear briefly surfacing before being suppressed by courage.
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