"King of Space-Time," "Beacon of Destiny," "Embodiment of Sefirah Castle," "Ruler of the Spirit World," "Lord of the Mysteries" … The "Mysteries" mentioned by the ancient sun god refers to the Lord of the Mysteries … As he silently recited the titles, he felt the shadow in his heart grow larger.
He immediately thought of a question and hesitated for a moment before saying,
"As far as I know, the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings had already appeared long before the end of the previous civilization."
After the Seven Lights looked at each other, Yellow Light Venithan, who was thin and in a translucent state like other spirit world creatures, sighed.
"We don't know about that. When the last civilization ended and the First awoke, the Seven Lights from before had already been wiped out. We are the Pure Light that was born anew in the First Epoch in the Spiritworld.
"However, we do have certain speculations about the 'almighty ruler above the Spiriters' Realm ', which might be able to answer your question, Your Highness."
Klein perked up and immediately put on a posture of listening attentively.
Yellow Light Venithan continued.
"We suspect that some of the Great Old Ones who were active in the First Epoch were Outer Deities who were directly sucked into this planet, and some of them were activated by the sefirot. In other words, some of the Great Old Ones are equivalent to the Primordial One, the embodiment of different personalities that 'He' split off.
It doesn't only describe the Beyonder characteristic, but it also refers to the Primordial One itself. As most of the sefirot and characteristics come from this supreme existence, they naturally have the tendency to gather and recombine. And the Primordial One is the amalgamation of all the contradictions in the Universe. After the sefirot and characteristics gather, they will irresistibly split apart. "
This is the essence and source of the law of Beyonder characteristics convergence? The Genie is an Outer Deity who was unlucky enough to be sucked into this World and encountered the Lord of the Mysteries? Klein nodded slightly and didn't interrupt. He patiently waited for Yellow Light to give "Their" guess.
Venithan, who was dressed in a lemon-yellow robe, glanced at Klein.
"Perhaps, the 'initial' tendency to split was present when 'He' was asleep. Therefore, 'His' spirit split into different parts and secretly interfered with the real World with different titles in preparation for the split when the main body woke up. For example, 'God', 'Celestial Lord' …"
A reasonable guess can explain a lot of my doubts … Klein suddenly felt enlightened.
He deliberated for a moment before saying,
"So, you believe that the great ruler above the Spiriters' Realm is part of the Primordial Origin, and to some extent, it is equal to the Primordial Origin?"
"That's right." Orange Light Hilarion gave an affirmative response before consoling Klein. "Based on the current situation, the Great Ruler is the same as the other parts of the Primordial One. His will and strength have faded over time. Regardless of whether you are 'Him,' Your Highness, it doesn't stop you from resisting to a certain extent. Preserve your current humanity and reach a certain balance with 'Him.' Heh heh, separation is an inevitable rule."
What kind of comfort was that? Klein could not help but curse in his heart.
Then, he realized a problem.
Since the Primordial Origin's spirit split into different parts, the mental imprints in the bodies of High-Sequence Beyonders of the corresponding pathway should also belong to different Great Old Ones.
If the one who awakened in the ancient Sun God's body is the Primordial Origin, the God described by the Seven Lights, then, who is the Primordial Origin's mental imprint that has begun to invade my body?
The answer to this question was obvious. Klein didn't need to think to figure it out.
The Lord of the Mysteries, the Dominator of the Spirit World, the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings!
In other words, the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings wasn't as he had imagined. "He" had already awakened in Klein's body!
F * ck … Klein felt a chill run down his spine as he inexplicably experienced what the ancient Sun God had felt.
At that instant, he was very worried that he would unknowingly become another person one day. He would become the resurrected Lord of the Mysteries, the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings.
However, this level of awakening seems to be similar to what other angels have encountered. It's not as intense or irresistible as I imagined … This is because I'm different from the ancient Sun God. I wasn't born with the status of an angel, nor did I control the Uniqueness. I advanced step by step and completed the digestion in stages? If that's the case, I have to thank the grayish-white fog that cast that "curtain" into the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Perhaps, there's a certain existence who helped me … Yes, that's still not right. I've already become the owner of Sefirah Castle. There's no reason for the corruption and corruption to be the same as the other Sequence 2 angels … Klein shook his head secretly and didn't raise the corresponding question to the Seven Lights.
To him, this was one of his core secrets. He absolutely couldn't let other existences know what his current state was like.
He then raised his right hand to his mouth and coughed lightly.
"I roughly understand."
After chatting with the Seven Lights, Klein stood up and bowed.
"Thank you for your answers."
"It's our honor. May Your Highness return to the throne of the great ruler above the spirit world as soon as possible." The Seven Lights stood up at the same time and responded warmly.
Are they cursing me to death? Klein mocked himself and politely sent off the seven pure lights.
Following that, he activated "Teleport" again and returned to a secluded alley in Baekeland.
Pressing down on his top hat, Klein strolled onto the street.
The first thing he saw was people in various states and the clamor that formed a heatwave.
He saw some people wearing linen clothes, in groups of three to five, using saws and other tools to cut down abnormally tall trees. Some people formed teams, busily repairing the houses on the street that hadn't suffered too much damage. Some people held Desi pies and sweet iced tea as they rushed past him, as though they were rushing to their jobs. Some people were driving carriages, carrying food, meat, and vegetables to different places …
Although most of these people were dressed in simple clothes with many signs of sewing, and their faces still had traces of numbness and pain, the vitality that burst out from their bodies seemed to interweave into a light of hope in front of Klein, tenaciously brimming with the exuberance of life.
They were like blades of grass that were trying their best to push open rocks after a cold winter.
Klein slowed down and stared deeply at the bustling scene.
Although he hadn't personally seen the tragic World in the later stages of the war, he had heard many details from Miss Justice and Leonard. Furthermore, he had previously traveled in the darker and more repressed Forsaken Land of the Gods, so it was inevitable that he couldn't help but feel some emotions.
Spring had arrived.
Klein's expression gradually relaxed as the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He walked through the streets and alleys that were being rebuilt after the war, all the way to Saint Samuel Cathedral in North Borough.
The square here was covered in potholes, and the workers were doing some preliminary cleaning. A small number of white pigeons had returned from somewhere and landed in areas they were once familiar with.
Klein looked around, but he didn't find any vendors. All he could do was take out some food from the historical projection and throw it to the ground.
As the pigeons flew over one after another, he crossed the square and entered the cathedral where the bell tower was being repaired. He sat in the front row of the prayer hall.
Looking at the Sacred Emblem that was surrounded by stars and the crimson moon, Klein took off his hat, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes in the tranquil environment.
His emotions gradually settled as he felt like he was really praying.
At this moment, Leonard, whose black hair had grown longer and whose green eyes had deepened, walked in from the door in a black trench coat and red gloves. He walked along the aisle to his side and sat on a chair two seats away from him before beginning to pray.
In absolute silence, Klein opened his eyes, stood up, put on his hat, and walked past Leonard.
When he was about to reach the door, Leonard slowly got up and followed behind him.
The two of them walked in tandem, and it didn't take long for them to arrive at a corner of the square outside.
Leonard looked at the few white pigeons on the ground and muttered to himself, "I'm already a high-ranking deacon of the Nighthawks.
In two days, I'll be returning to the Holy Cathedral to study for a period of time and receive the corresponding Holy Artifact. "
In the final stages of the war, he had advanced from the frontlines to become a Sequence 4 Nighthawk.
"You don't seem too happy," Klein, who was standing beside Leonard, said without turning his head to look at the pigeon.
Leonard smiled in a self-deprecating manner.
"I have no right to be unhappy.
"I'm just wondering if the battle of gods ended so quickly, and the outcome was unexpected. Does it mean that the previous defeat and the difficulties everyone suffered were just bait?"
"Before today, I had the same thoughts as you. I was also puzzled and furious, but now, I'm a little lost. Perhaps, this is a necessity." Klein didn't hide his feelings.
Leonard fell silent for two seconds as he looked down at the white pigeon hovering by his feet.
"Old Man said the same thing …"
Without waiting for Klein to say another word, he turned his head to glance at his former colleague beside him.
"You've already become an angel?"
Pallez Zoroast had told him that what Klein had done previously seemed to be a preparation for his advancement to an angel.
"Yes." Klein nodded slightly. "But this isn't glory or power, but pain, curse, and responsibility."
"Why?" Leonard subconsciously asked.
Klein didn't immediately answer. He lowered his head and looked at the shadow by his feet before turning to walk out of the square.
After taking a few steps, he turned his back to Leonard and muttered to himself,
He muttered to himself, "You should still remember that sentence.
"We are guardians, but also pitiful wretches that are constantly fighting against danger and madness."
Leonard was taken aback. After a few seconds, he turned to look at Klein, but all he saw was the back of the man wearing a half top hat and a black trench coat about to disappear around the corner of the street.
With a whoosh, the few white pigeons on the ground flew up into the light blue sky.
Nine Heavens Divine King
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