Chapter 882
Searching for the Ultimate, the Flaws of Creation, and the Strange Curse of Historical R
Chapter 882 Searching for the Ultimate, the Flaws of Creation, and the Strange Curse of Historical Recurrence
The smug and provocative look in Shenyan's eyes suddenly froze.
"What is that? Did Nicholas leave something behind for you natives to keep?"
"Damn it, how hateful! You barbarian natives are all untrustworthy; you'll all betray me!"
The divine eye was incredibly agitated, with divine sparks appearing within its pupils. Immediately afterward, it fixed its gaze on the demonic wolf giant, intending to eliminate it.
The wolf giant was startled. Standing amidst the hellfire, he spoke to the Divine Eye: "Stop, God of Persepolis: Fitzgerald. You can never be resurrected."
"You've reincarnated so many times in the Three Caverns World, haven't you understood this principle yet?"
Shenyan froze, his pupils suddenly contracted, and then his pupils began to tremble.
"I can't be resurrected? I can't be resurrected? Who said that? Who said that!"
The divine eye went completely mad. "Who said that!"
"Are you saying I can only ever have one godhood? Ridiculous. As long as I can create a complete divine realm, I can use the tombs of the gods at the center of that realm to revive my godhood, divine fire, divine office, divine arts, and divine power. Do you understand?"
"I'll kill you first."
The principle of fire flickered in the divine eye, and the flame flashed by.
The wolf giant was so frightened that he instinctively raised his arm to shield himself, making a defensive gesture, but he soon realized that nothing had happened.
He removed his hand and discovered that a four-winged, large-leaved dragon bird, resembling a bluebird in flight, had used its false roots to form a tail that bound the divine eye's eye. Then, it forcibly pulled the divine eye into the high sky of the Demon Wolf Hell, separating it from himself.
The Divine Eye was instantly enraged and once again used its divine name to strengthen the Ideal of Fire in an attempt to break free. But the next moment, Locke summoned three large, ring-shaped, blue-leaved dragon sparrows, which bound his body with dragon tails formed from their false roots.
Four large azure-leaf dragon sparrows held him suspended in mid-air, rendering him unable to move.
In the previous battles, God Eye was killed too many times by Locke in a short period of time. Even though the Persepolis gods have incredible vitality, he is not a complete Persepolis god at this moment.
Therefore, due to his weakened power, he was easily captured by Locke using four Great Azure Leaf Dragon Sparrows.
Locke glanced at the divine eye.
"Actually, I could tell that you were deliberately provoking me to kill you. It's just that I had no reason not to attack you before, so I had no choice but to fight you."
Locke grasped the memory of Nicholas and activated the spell model.
Instantly, the spell model enveloped Locke, enveloping him completely.
Hussein seized the opportunity to shoot a beam of red light from his right eye, which landed on the God Eye. That was the [Earthbound Blood Curse].
Hussein had injured that divine eye twice before and obtained its blood, so he could now directly cast a sealing-type blood curse on the opponent.
The previously restless Shenyan suddenly found himself surrounded by eight blood locks. These blood locks floated up from the ground, transforming into blood shackles that bound Shenyan's body, making it difficult for him to break free.
Hussein then called out to old Henry, who was standing at the entrance to Hell, "Pirate, do you have any wizard shoes over there? I need to take this opportunity to obtain the blood of that Persepolis god. But without wizard shoes, I can't move an inch in the Demon Wolf Hell."
Old Henry waved his hand and said, "I don't have any either."
"I only brought a pair of second-ring wizard boots with me on this trip, but those boots are not suitable for the extremely harsh environment of the upper plane."
Most importantly, the old pirate was afraid that Hussein would wear out his wizard boots.
He wasn't a rich man either.
If those wizard boots get damaged, he'll have to save up money to find an alchemist to repair them.
Old Henry thought for a moment, then recited a spell. Instantly, the bracelet on his arm flew out automatically, transforming into three magic wheels in mid-air.
“You can step on my three magic wheels, and I will manipulate them to help you get closer to the eyes of that Persepolis god.”
"Then do whatever you want to do."
Hussein said, "Okay, that works too."
He wasn't a demanding person, nor was he pretentious; all he wanted was to get close to that divine eye and obtain its blood.
For a master of blood curse magic, the higher the level of blood, the greater its value.
Even just using this blood for the Stealing Life Instrument would be good.
Each time the Stealing Life Ritual is performed using a high-level bloodline, it increases his magical pressure.
The blood of the Persepolis gods is among the finest in the entire Great Void.
The divine eye kept trying to struggle.
He looked at the giant wolf and asked, "What exactly did you give that wizard?"
"You can do things for Nicholas, so you can do things for me too, help me get out of this predicament. By the way, you possess the Laws of Hell. Now that the Lord of the Demon Wolves is dead, you can manipulate the Laws of Hell."
A look of surprise immediately flashed in Shenyan's eyes.
That wizard named Locke Augustine, you were careless!
Now, whoever masters the principles of Hell can control the Demon Wolf Hell to reject the living. Strictly speaking, the Demon Wolf Giant could drive Hussein and Henry out at any time if he wanted to, by responding to the principles of Hell.
Meanwhile, the Divine Eye can take this opportunity to remove the seal on its body.
Then he could either escape at will, or he could set a trap and wait for Locke to return from that memory.
Therefore, the divine eye immediately realized that Locke had been careless.
They actually left him with this chance to win!
The divine eye immediately turned to the wolf giant, a confident glint in its eyes. It believed it understood perfectly what these natives wanted.
"Beauty, power, delicious food, status—I can give you all of these. Demon Wolf Giant. I've always been somewhat biased towards the Fire Giants and the others. I let them enjoy the good life in the Heavenly Realm while sending you to the Demon Wolf Hell to entangle with that stubborn Demon Wolf Lord."
"You really haven't enjoyed anything good."
"But not anymore. Dire Wolf Giant, as long as you help me, you can have everything. Anyway, you're going to serve someone else anyway, so you might as well serve me. I've led you for hundreds of years, so you should know my style. I don't usually care about anything, no matter what you do."
With unwavering confidence, the Divine Eye extended an invitation to the Demon Wolf Giant.
"Now, invoke the principles of Hell. Haven't you always wanted to return to Heaven? It's been almost a thousand years."
"I now grant your wish."
The wolf giant took half a step back and shook his head slightly.
"It's a pity, my God, that my previous desire to return to Heaven was all a deception. I have been guarding this place according to the orders of my teacher, Nicholas."
"My original purpose was to stay in the Demon Wolf Hell."
“I refuse to help you. I’m on Professor Nicholas’s side.”
The divine eye immediately flew into a rage.
"Why? We're both outsiders, yet you chose him instead of me. Tell me, why!"
……
Locke was lost in that memory, and then, from a bird's-eye view, he saw an endless universe in the void, a place where there was nothing.
"This is... a view of the Three Caves World before creation."
A bright red cursed spirit descended beside Locke's consciousness.
Then, Hussein's consciousness, through a cursed spirit, pulled Old Henry and his consciousness into Locke's consciousness, so the three of them were now traveling through this historical memory.
Clearly, Locke's half-body had unearthed something using archaeological magic, and thus displayed these things before them through the second-circle spell model [Historical Recreation].
Locke glanced at the cursed spirit; it wasn't a blood curse, just ordinary curse magic.
Therefore, it can only enter one's own consciousness if one does not stop it.
That could be considered an advantage.
Ordinary curses are weak and cannot penetrate a wizard's permanent defensive field to curse a deeper part of a wizard's soul. They can only curse the permanent defensive field on the surface of a wizard's soul. But it is precisely because of this that Locke allowed the existence of this curse.
Because as long as it's outside the permanent defensive force field, it's under one's control.
Hussein, Locke, and Henry exchanged glances. Hussein said, "Is this what archaeological magic can reveal? It's truly amazing. Is this... the creation of the Three Hole Planes?"
Locke said, "It shouldn't be the whole of creation. The secrets of creation contain great secrets, and a historical reenactment cannot record much of the secrets of creation. This is just a second-level spell model."
"It can't do it."
"So, they're probably just telling us the important things. Many details have been omitted."
As the three were talking, the endless void in front of them suddenly caved in, distorting space and time. When the Force wave flowed through this area, it was trapped in the depression and gathered together.
Then the image distorted, as if it sped up and skipped something.
Immediately afterwards, they saw that the void, which had originally been empty, now had three holes, which were the three holes of the Three Holes World.
The image distorted again, and something accelerated.
These two distortions clearly indicate that someone modified the spell model, ignoring details and only wanting to convey a certain message.
Not long after, a gigantic crocodile of unknown size appeared in the void.
Old Henry said, "A Void Beast? No, this isn't a Void Beast. Look at that crocodile; it's covered in the principles of the world, wrapped around its body. My god, that crocodile actually possesses divinity!"
A crocodile with divinity, a divine name, and a divine position. In terms of completeness, this enormous crocodile, which seems capable of spanning the universe, is actually more like a complete god than the divine eye of the Persepolis gods.
The crocodile crawled through the vast void, with a palace on its back. The palace was like a seven-story building, but each floor was magnificent and vast, like a continent.
The seven-story palace has no pillars inside; it is supported entirely by a massive, circular mountain range.
The seven-story palace represents the seven layers of earth.
The crater serves as a support between these seven landmasses.
A rope larger than the continent is wrapped around the palace and the back of the crocodile. Its scale is incredible.
The crocodile crawled through the void, its divine power shining like a galaxy. Wherever it crawled through the vast void, it left behind a pillar of starlight, within which the faint outline of a demiplane could be formed.
But the crocodile was merely a mount, or rather, a void warship of the Banaradgar gods.
When Locke and the others saw this, they finally understood what the Lord of Monsters really meant to the Banaradga gods.
Those were their warships that traversed the endless void, their purpose being similar to the void warships of wizards!
The monster lord of the Three Caves World was clearly just an immature monster.
At that moment, the god Nabanaradga arrived riding a crocodile and exclaimed in surprise, "Hmm? This place seems quite nice. Perhaps I can build a world here."
“Participating in the formation of the world plane and assisting in creation to create that ultimate world... is the duty of us Banaradgar gods. Since I came of age, I have been traveling around, but I have not found anything that particularly pleases me.”
“I was too picky before, so I searched a lot of places but couldn’t find a place that I felt particularly safe. Today I came across this place… I feel this place is not bad. I don’t know why, but it has actually formed a [Creation Form] here, although the current of the Force here is not enough. Okay, let’s stop here. I think if I miss this opportunity, I may not be able to find a better place.”
"Divine Crocodile, I will seek my [Ultimate] here."
The divine crocodile opened its mouth in this endless void.
"Sir, please take a place to stay."
On the seven-layered, exaggerated palace on the back of the divine crocodile, some broken rocks fell down and formed stone steps.
Each step is as big as a mountain range.
The god Banaradga emerged from the palace. He was quite large, a thousand times taller than the Giant King of the Three Holes World.
Even such a massive existence appears insignificant in the vast void, merely a seagull in the vastness of the universe.
The god Banaradga descended from the palace and walked side by side up the steps. He surveyed the world before him, clicking his tongue in amazement, "Excellent, excellent, truly wonderful, absolutely wonderful."
“This is a good place. I’ve made my decision; I will complete the secondary creation here.”
The Banaradga gods were majestic beings whose faces were obscured. Locke, Hussein, and Henry all felt an incredible magical pressure emanating from them.
Because the Historical Reenactment Spell cannot accurately describe the details of this great being, Locke and others were unable to see his face or obtain his true spiritual essence within the spell.
The god Banaradga said, "God Crocodile, bring me my fishing rod."
The divine crocodile spoke, "My lord, this is the fishing rod your mother prepared for your creation hunting expedition."
When the god Banaradga heard the crocodile mention his mother, his tone immediately somber.
"We will never see her again. This is the tragic fate of our Banaradga gods."
"Unless my world is near her World Alliance, I can still see her through the World Alliance meeting. But once I have my own Titan, I can have my Titan ride you to find her."
"That's not bad either."
The crocodile said, "My lord, before we left this time, our master specifically instructed us that our lodging must be far away from the Nightmare Legion, and also far away from the other two great divine races... Oh, and we must also stay away from the River Styx and the River Blood... and the Abyss as well..."
The Banaradga god grew impatient.
"Okay, okay, I know all of that."
The crocodile patiently explained, “After all, we Banaradja gods are not like other gods. As a builder god race, once the Banaradja gods have chosen a world to build and started building, they cannot leave. Compared to nomadic gods like the Persepolis gods, we Banaradja gods are more like settled gods.”
The divine crocodile spat out a huge stone fishing tackle.
The length of this fishing rod seems to stretch from one end of a galaxy to the other.
The Banaradga gods took the fishing rod, sat on the head of the crocodile god, and then cast the fishing rod into the three holes.
It's unclear how long the Banaradga god sat on the crocodile's head, but suddenly, Locke and his companions saw the Banaradga god stand up, seemingly very happy. He swung his fishing rod, and a sun was fished out from the three holes.
The sun was being chased by a moon.
The Three Hole Worlds have a primordial sun and moon, which are likely formed from the energy emanating from the solar and lunar planes. Now, this Banaradga god has forcibly pulled them out from behind the form of creation.
"Killing two birds with one stone!"
The gods of Banaradja were overjoyed.
He sat down again and cast his fishing rod a second time. This time, he didn't know how much longer it took. When the Banaradga god stood up from the head of the crocodile again, a river of imaginary seas emerged from one hole and headed towards another.
Because the river rushed out so quickly, the Banaradga gods and the crocodile were unable to react in time and were directly swept away and submerged by the river.
The Banaradgar gods tumbled through the river several times, nearly drowning in this imaginary sea.
At the critical moment, the divine crocodile swam in the river of the Imaginary Sea and lifted the Banaradgar god up.
The Nabanaradga gods stood atop the head of the crocodile god, extremely excited.
"This is my first time performing secondary creation."
“However, we Banaradga gods can only perform a complete creation once in our lifetime. Once creation is successful, I will enter this world, and my body will become a part of this world. I will then be unable to move and can only become a settler.”
“Divine Crocodile, I want to take a layer of earth from you, a crater.”
The crocodile said, “Master, take it. The master gave us a total of seven ring mountains and seven landmasses, which means we have seven chances to fail.”
The Banaradga gods laughed heartily and reached out to pluck the crater from the divine crocodile.
“My mother gave me seven craters and seven landmasses, probably because she was afraid that my skills weren’t good enough and that I would fail during the secondary creation process, causing a lot of problems. That’s why she gave me seven chances to make up for it.”
"I happen to have seven chances to make amends, which should be enough to transform this world into the ultimate world!"
He lifted the earth and the crater above his head, carefully standing atop the crocodile's head, searching for a spot to drop the earth.
Everything must conform to the principles of creation.
Therefore, he has been doing this action for countless years, searching for a place to create the world.
After a long period of time, the Banaradgar gods finally found the right spot and cast the land and crater onto the imaginary sea river that he had fished out.
Countless principles of dimensionality were immediately projected onto the land and the crater.
The sun and moon in the sky revolve around this crater.
Day and night were born from this.
The crater and the land fall into the sea, and the boundary between the sky and the land appears. Above the crater, there is a clear blue sky and land, while the underground part automatically evolves at the bottom of the crater.
However, the entire crater was continuously sinking at this time.
At that moment, the god Banaradga jumped directly off the head of the crocodile god, and his body began to lose its boundaries. Thus, his physical form began to change at the level of the hidden true form of all things.
The hidden true form of the Banaradga gods was originally of an exceptionally high level.
It has the qualification to evolve all things.
Thus, this Banaradga god became part of the earth, his body appearing beneath the craters and the earth, his feet piercing through the imaginary sea, as if he were carrying the world on his shoulders.
He became a part of this world!
It became that part beneath the earth, beneath the imaginary sea and river.
Locke, Hussein, and Henry were all stunned by what they saw.
The three of them exchanged a glance.
So this is the Builder God race. In a region where the seeds of creation had already sprouted, they participated in secondary creation, allowing the world to evolve and accelerate according to their own ideas, and they themselves evolved into a part of the world, becoming the "world".
At least part of that world.
Hussein said, “But that’s not right. Because the area beneath the current Three Caves World is not the ‘Underworld’ formed by the Banaradga gods, but a lotus leaf of creation. If the Banaradga gods were still here, how dare the Persepolis gods invade?”
"The Banaradja gods and the Persepolis gods are enemies."
The spell of history replay accelerated time once again.
The scene was distorted, and the next moment, the Banaradga gods, who had transformed into the "Below the World," suddenly crawled out nervously again from the earth and craters of the Three Holes World.
He grabbed the crocodile's tail with one hand and made a crawling motion with the other, desperately trying to escape, and ended up leaving the Three Caves World.
He exclaimed in panic, "Divine Crocodile, the Nightmare Legion and the Persepolis gods are fighting nearby. There are also Throne Wizards around! This is no good place. We can't stay here."
"Let's leave quickly."
"This unfinished world can only be discarded."
The crocodile also felt that the area was too dangerous. He flicked his tail and fled with the Banaradga gods and the six-story palace, leaving behind only a three-hole world that was about to sink.
Old Henry's eyes widened at the sight.
"This is...this is way too casual!"
Locke said, "This can be considered a choice. I see. The Three Holes World was flawed from the very beginning. The bottom of the Three Holes World should have been the world beneath the land formed by the Banaradga gods."
"But the Banaradga gods are gone."
"That's why all those things happened afterward."
After losing the Banaradga gods, the Three Holes were thrown into turmoil, with countless floods threatening to submerge this newly created, unfinished world and return everything to the primordial chaos.
Hussein suddenly spoke up: “Locke, the scene inside this historical reenactment spell seems to contain fragments of the secrets of creation. Just watching it will greatly benefit our meditation techniques.”
Old Henry said, "That's right, I also feel my magical pressure rising."
Locke looked thoughtful.
"But the Replay of History is just a second-level spell model. Even if it can store some information about historical events, it shouldn't be able to store the secrets of creation. But Hussein is right. I think the completeness and sophistication of the Replay of History spell that my half-body Nicholas gave us seems to be far superior to the spells of my main body."
Hussein glanced at Locke and then said, "There's usually a reason behind anything unusual."
The next chapter will be released tomorrow during the day.
(End of this chapter)