In the western sky, a bright star appeared in the twilight, indicating the coming of the night. The mountains on both sides of the Solna Valley began to darken.
When Lucien arrived at the hidden cave, Ell, Francis and Jacob were already waiting for him. They had taken a long detour to get rid of the false gods and priests, but they still arrived earlier than Lucien.
"Leviathan, why are you so late?" Jacob, who had a white beard, asked in a low voice. At the same time, he cast a divine spell to check if anyone was following Lucien.
Ell and Francis also looked at Lucien in confusion. This place was not far away from the city of Husum, and Leviathan had already jumped into the river when Asin, the God of Moon, showed up. There was no need for him to get rid of the false gods and priests. Why was he so late?
Lucien answered unhurriedly, "After I jumped into the Solna River, I was hit by the tides caused by Asin, the God of Moon. I couldn't swim out of the city successfully. That's why I was delayed."
"Right." Jacob nodded. Indeed, no one was following them, so he was relieved.
Ell's face was a bit pale, but there was still a smile on his face. He said in high spirits, "Although we didn't kill Asin, the God of Moon, we took away Asin's godhood successfully and deterred the other false gods. You've all done a good job. I'll reward you! "
"It's our honor," Jacob hurried to reply.
At this time, Francis took out a small laurel box from his pocket. The box filled the cave with a faint fragrance. Lucien could vaguely sense the power of divine power from the box.
The box was given to him and Jacob by Ell to collect the godhood of Asin. Without the box, the mortals could neither see nor touch the godhood, let alone collect it.
"The great God of Revival, Fertility and Redemption, this is the godhood of Asin, the God of Moon." Out of Lucien's expectation, Francis gave the box to Ell without any hesitation.
Ell hurriedly took over the wooden box made of laurel and opened it gently in front of Lucien, Jacob, and the rest of them. Immediately, cold moonlight shone out of the box, cold and refreshing.
Without hiding his curiosity, Lucien focused on observing what the Radiance of Divinity was.
Inside the wooden box, there were tiny fragments of the Silver Moon. They looked both real and illusory, as if they were far away and untouchable. At the same time, each small fragment of the Silver Moon seemed to have many vague things that were constantly changing, giving people an inexplicable sense of holiness.
These fragments floated silently in the wooden box as if they were dead. Occasionally, there would be a weak contraction and expansion.
"Why does it look so familiar …" When Lucien saw the Moon God Asin's divine light, he had a very familiar feeling. He began to recall where he had seen it before.
"You three, guard me," Ell said in a low voice. If it were not for the fact that Leviathan would attract the Lord of War and other enemies, Ell would have already lost control of himself. As long as he could absorb the quiet and tranquil godhood of the God of Moon, Ell would be able to recover his strength and consolidate and expand his priesthood!
"Yes, sir!" Francis and Lucien both watched Ell absorbing the godhood with burning eyes.
Ell's right hand was suddenly covered in a layer of tranquil and distant light, giving people the feeling of death and sleep, and also like a quiet corner of the soul. Then, with the light, Ell reached his hand into the wooden box and grabbed the floating fragments of the Silver Moon.
Bit by bit, the fragments began to gather under Ell's command. Gradually, they condensed into a silver ball of light, like a small Silver Moon.
The silver ball of light was beating like a heart. It was profound and sacred, as if the real Silver Moon was looking down at the earth indifferently and eternally.
Lucien couldn't help but open his mouth slightly. The familiar memories poured out like a tide!
In the reflection of the World of Souls in the mausoleum of the Sphinx, the light ball of rust and blood floating above the coffin of Finks …
In the inner layer of the underground palace of the Sun King, the pale transparent light ball held in the hand of the statue of Thanos …
The pictures were like frozen movies, so clear and so shocking. Although the colors and details were different, the feeling of being high, untouchable, unapproachable, ever-changing, and inexplicably sacred was the same!
Lucien seemed to have understood something. He seemed to have grasped some of the mysteries of the gods and primeval devils. However, soon, Lucien was even more confused. The Silver Moon Alterna had existed much longer than any other creature, and so did the existence of the primeval hell and the abyss. Where did they come from? The seven primeval devils were also very different from the false gods and gods in terms of their existences and manifestations. Why was that?
Was Lucien in the wrong way?
"It seems that there are more secrets in the World of Souls than I thought." Lucien sighed in his mind and had a small question. "Is it because I'm wearing the Sun's Corona, or because of the laurel box?"
The silver ball of light slowly melted into the light that covered Ell's right hand, making it glow with a cold color.
Ell's face was twisted, as if it was a very painful thing.
The light expanded quickly and covered Ell like a cocoon, beating and contracting like a heart.
After a while, a cold, sacred, and indifferent feeling came out of the cocoon. The light quickly shrank and went into Ell's body, completely merging with him.
Ell opened his eyes. His pupils were deeper and deeper, like the starry sky at night. He looked much more feminine. "My three priesthoods, Resurrection, Fertility, and Redemption, have all been significantly strengthened. I've recovered to the level of Avando's time. I also have two more priesthoods, Specter and Moonlight."
Ell was a bit confused about what kind of god he should be called, not to mention that he also had Avando's priesthoods of Fire and Destruction.
"Resurrection and Specter belong to the realm of Death; Fire and Fertility belong to the realm of Life; Redemption and Moonlight belong to the realm of Spirit and Matter; and Destruction includes everything. Therefore, you are the Lord of Matter and Spirit, and the Lord of Death and Life. However, you don't have to go through the trouble of changing your name. You only need to create an incarnation of Asin to receive His faith. Also, changing your name too frequently is not good for the worship of your true believers.
"Why don't you restore the name of 'The Almighty Lord' and 'The God of Doomsday Savior' so that everything in the realm will belong to you. We'll also emphasize this when we preach."
Francis was still moving Ell closer to the God of Truth, who was "the only and omnipotent". Lucien was observing and recording in silence, hoping that this experiment could help him to answer some of his questions.
"Very good. This is my real name." Ell's eyes were full of ambition. Whether he really believed it before or not, from now on, he fully believed in it and set it as his goal. "The false gods who betrayed me in the past, I'll deprive them of their godhood one by one."
Obviously, the gains brought by the fusion of godhood made Ell want to give up.
Ell looked at Francis and Lucien with satisfaction and said, "You've shown your sincerity. I'll give you the 'Seed of Spirit' so that you can become stronger and have a longer life."
After saying that, he stretched out his right hand, and a silvery white ball of light floated above his palm. Compared to the previous "Divine Brilliance," this ball of light had less of an untouchable and unapproachable feeling, but it was still divine and vast.
"So this is the 'Seed of Spirit', the divine glory that can be seen by the naked eye after being transformed by the gods … Is this the source of the priests' divine power?"
Lucien had a general idea of what the 'Seed of Spirit' was, but he was even more confused. Apparently, the Seed of Spirit would reduce the divine power of the false gods, so the number of Seed of Spirit must be strictly controlled. The number of Seed of Spirit was consistent with the number of powerful figures in the churches of false gods in the northwest of the Dark Mountain Range. However, in the Saint Truth, there were tens of thousands of priests, bishops, and grand cardinals who could cast spells. Even if the God of Truth was more powerful than Alterna, such a separation of the divine power should have made him an ordinary being. What was the difference between the God of Truth and the false gods? Or was the level of the God of Truth already beyond Lucien's imagination?
"Francis, you've shown your great power and helped me defeat the God of Moon. You're the one who contributed the most among all of us. Although this Seed of Spirit can only give you the power of a chief priest, it can make up for your lack of divine power and allow you to adapt to different situations flexibly. Take it, communicate with it with your sincerity, and then you'll be able to fuse with it. "
After absorbing the divine power of the God of Moon, Ell's face became soft and his eyes became long and narrow, making him look very feminine. At this moment, Ell was looking at Francis with narrowed eyes and a faint smile on his face.
If Francis had any evil intentions, he would not dare to absorb the Seed of Spirit, because if he did, his soul and body would be devoured by the Seed of Spirit in the future.
"After absorbing the Seed of Spirit, I'll have the power of a level six divine spell …" Lucien lowered his eyes and observed Francis' reaction. What would Francis do to avoid this problem?
"My sincerity is no worse than anyone else's." Francis took over the Seed of Spirit with a smile and held it in his hand. Then he started to chant the prayer of Ell in a low voice.
Soon, the Seed of Spirit started to vibrate slightly and let out a buzzing sound. It merged into Francis' palm, and a sense of holiness spread out from him.
Lucien's mouth was half open. He … He absorbed the Seed of Spirit just like that?
Was this a joke? How could he be a devout believer of Ell? Was he not worried that the Seed of Spirit would devour him?
Or did he have a way to avoid it?
In Lucien's mind, Francis was even more mysterious now. It seemed that Francis knew a lot of secrets just like himself.
"Leviathan, you're smart, smart, and brave. You've made a great contribution. This is your Seed of Spirit. It will give you the power of a common divine-blood hero." Ell was very satisfied with Francis' sincerity. Then he condensed another silver Seed of Spirit, which was much weaker than the one he gave to Francis just now.
Compared to Lucien, who was only good at talking, Francis, who had outstanding strength, was obviously more important.
This time, it was Francis who was watching. He smiled and watched Lucien take over the Seed of Spirit together with Ell and Jacob.
Considering the failure of his predecessors in the exploration of divine power, Lucien had no doubt that even if he kept his mind in a trance state by chanting prayers and religious rituals, the absorption of the Seed of Spirit would still cause a strong conflict with his cognitive world. Either his cognitive world would collapse, or he would be like the mad dog Artil who had the holy light but could not use it, which would be noticed by Ell and the others.
How could Lucien absorb such a dangerous thing without any hesitation like Francis did?
"You've only been in the Secret Praying Congress for ten days, and you're not as powerful as Francis. Therefore, it will be difficult for you to absorb the Seed of Spirit for the first time. You need to try again and again." Seeing that Lucien's movements were a bit slow, Ell urged him. Francis and Jacob, on the other hand, were staring at Lucien with strange smiles on their faces.
Lucien lowered his eyes and put his hands in front of his chest so that the Seed of Spirit was in the middle of his chest.
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