fantasy novels Chapter 133 Above the Sequence
Chapter 133 Above the Sequence
Chapter 133 Above the Sequence
Gathering his scattered thoughts, he glanced at Sirion and instinctively felt that the other might know the answer to the question.
...But Mr. Fool certainly can't ask this question himself; it wouldn't be befit his status. If I let "The World" ask it, it would probably cost money, but I'm in a financial crisis right now.
After some deliberation, he still chose to manipulate the "world" and ask Sirion a question:
"I have a question: 'Sailor,' 'Reader,' and 'Singer' belong to pathways that can be interchanged at higher sequences, yet the three true gods who best represent these three extraordinary pathways—'Lord of the Storm,' 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom,' and 'Eternal Sun'—are hostile to each other."
"The 'Secret Prayers' and the 'Audience' also fall into this category, and the 'True Creator,' who best represents them, and the leader of your organization are hostile to each other."
"So, what is their relationship with the three righteous gods: the Lord of Storms, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and the Eternal Sun? And why did this situation arise?"
Cyril turned his head to look at the somber and reserved "world," and calmly asked in return:
"What price are you prepared to pay for this?"
Klein tentatively prompted "The World" to speak: "Equivalent mystical knowledge, or gold pounds?"
Cyril looked troubled and said, "I should have more knowledge of the occult than you, as for gold pounds..."
I have doubts about your current financial situation.
"How about this: I'll exchange my complete answer to this question for your help in the future, how about that?"
After a moment of silence, "The World" nodded in a low, husky voice: "Okay."
slap~
Cyril snapped his fingers lightly and said, "Then let's talk privately."
Klein:.:
I'm starting to suspect that you planned this all along.
While silently grumbling to himself, he lightly tapped the edge of the table in front of him with his finger and then said:
"Alright, you can start communicating now."
Cyril turned his head to look at the "World" at the very bottom, chuckled softly, and instead of answering his question directly, asked in return:
"Do you know the relationship between the Church of the Goddess of Night, the Church of the God of War, and the Church of Death from the Fourth Age?"
"The World" nodded slightly: "I know a little. The Church of the Goddess of Night and the Church of the God of War are hostile to each other and even hostile to each other on many issues, but at the same time they both train some 'corpse collectors'."
"I don't know much about the 'Death' church of the Fourth Age, but the Spiritual Church has always been suppressed by the two major churches."
Cyril nodded slightly, then added, "In the Fourth Age, the 'Goddess of Night,' the 'God of War,' and the 'God of Death' were always enemies, just like the three of them now, the 'Eternal Sun.'"
"Because of adjacent pathways?" "World" asked rhetorically, but its tone was quite certain.
"Yes." Cyril nodded slightly, then added:
"Adjacent pathways can not only be interchanged at higher sequences, but they can also be compatible with each other, gaining more authority and becoming dual-path or even triple-path gods, which would be more powerful than gods who control only one pathway."
"Just like how the ancient gods are generally stronger than the current seven gods, but the ancient gods' approach to compatibility is wrong; it leads to a loss of reason and madness."
"Of course, this is only one of the reasons why the true gods are hostile to each other. More importantly, there is a level above Sequence 0, and mastering all the adjacent pathways is one of the conditions for advancement, just as becoming a Sequence 0 requires collecting all the Sequence 1 extraordinary traits."
"Therefore, sequences 0 in adjacent paths will inevitably guard against each other and be mutually opposed."
Is there another level above sequence 0?
Klein was in a state of emotional turmoil, and the dummy "World" also froze in its position due to losing control.
After a while, he came to his senses and hesitated as he manipulated the "world":
"I believe the truthfulness of the information you've provided, but I'm still curious how you know so much about the hidden knowledge at the highest level of the sequence pathway?"
"Even a typical demigod would struggle to know this level of secret knowledge, right?"
"If answering this question requires a price, then forget it."
"Sirius looked at 'the world' in silence for two seconds, then calmly said:"
"The Twilight Hermits have a second blasphemous tablet, and every member who joins has at least one opportunity to see it."
...A second blasphemous tablet? The Emperor must have been able to create the blasphemous tablets after reading the contents of the blasphemous tablets, right?
In a flash, he manipulated the "world" and asked curiously:
"The second one, meaning there's also the first blasphemous slab?"
"Of course." Sirion nodded slightly.
"The first blasphemous tablet is said to have appeared with the ancient sun god, and its whereabouts are unknown after his fall."
"The second blasphemous tablet was formed from some of the remains of the ancient sun god after his fall. Almost all the ancestors of the famous angelic families of the Fourth Age had seen it."
...It was formed from a part of the remains of the ancient sun god, no wonder it ended up in Adam's hands, it was originally his father's legacy.
"World" nodded slightly to Ryan: "I see, I have no more doubts."
After their private conversation, the two joined the others to exchange some occult knowledge, mainly teaching Derrick, the "Sun" who was isolated from the outside world, some occult language that did not exist in Silver City.
It wasn't until "The Fool" Klein, who remained shrouded in gray fog, reminded everyone that the gathering was over that the day was over, and everyone rose and bowed, led by "Justice" Audrey.
"Your will is our will."
Amidst overlapping voices, a deep red light rose above the boundless gray mist, and the figures on either side of the long table quickly faded and dissolved.
In the attic on the third floor, Cyril, who was lying quietly in an armchair, suddenly opened his eyes and got up.
After looking around and confirming that no one had been to the attic during this time, he reached out and pulled a gold coin from the air, flicking it into the air with a clang.
In less than two seconds, the gold coin spun down and he caught it.
Face up indicates approval!
"Looks like today's a good day to digest the potion, but...who should I talk to?"
After a moment's thought, he decided to follow Klein's example and find a hobbyist club to join.
He had just gotten downstairs and hadn't even left the house when he encountered Ha Wen, who was rushing in.
"Shouldn't you be resting in your room at this time?"
Haven stopped and smiled at him: "The medicine you brought back yesterday was very effective. After a good night's sleep, my eyes felt completely fine when I woke up this morning."
"By the way, there's going to be a Roselle commemorative exhibition soon, hosted by the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. It's said there will be..."
Forget it, you're not interested in this.
A black emperor card flashed through Sirion's mind, and he quickly said, "No, I'm interested."
Meeting Ha Wen's dissenting gaze, he chuckled dryly and explained:
"Emperor Roselle not only achieved great success in the field of technology, but he was also a master in the field of mysticism."
"Really?" Harvin, who didn't know much about the mysterious world, was slightly surprised, but then nodded in agreement.
As a fervent admirer of Emperor Roselle, he readily accepted this fact and considered it only natural that this legendary figure would also achieve extraordinary success in the field of mysticism.
After a brief pause, he added, "However, this exhibition focuses on technological achievements, mainly showcasing the original manuscripts of some of Emperor Roselle's inventions and various relics."
"I had the opportunity to see the original manuscript of Emperor Russell's invention up close, thanks to Mr. Portland. Perhaps I can get some good inspiration from it."
"After this, my lab should be able to produce some real results."
"Yes, I will." Sirien nodded with a light laugh.
"This isn't just consolation; it's the result of my divination."
Havin's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, "Really?"
"Of course it's true." Sirion nodded with absolute certainty.
He hadn't actually done any divination; he just sensed a bit of comfort in Ha Wen's depressed mood.
Often, the outcome of the divination isn't important; what matters is the attitude towards the problem... I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to becoming a charlatan. Do astrologers also have this tendency?
He casually tossed the gold coin he was playing with to Havin, then walked straight past him and out the door.
Ha Wen stared blankly at the gold coins in his hand, not understanding what they meant. He was just a "generalist" who didn't know anything about divination.
Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, his hand holding the gold coin suddenly went empty, and the coin faded and disappeared before his eyes.
"Disappeared... Was that a magic trick too?"