Chapter 663
Dawn's Personnel Achieve True Godhood in the Spirit Realm!
In the year 12317 of the Extraordinary Calendar, under the deliberate delegation of power and resource allocation by the will of the Spirit Realm, the Spirit Realm ushered in a golden age of a surge in the number of powerful demigods.
[A vast amount of resources are directed towards the potential seeds that stand out in the selection process. The difficulty of comprehending the rules is partially reduced by the will of the spirit world in a special way, making the threshold for igniting divine fire and condensing demigod status seem less unattainable.]
Countless lives are driven mad by this, throwing themselves into this struggle that transcends social classes.
[Amidst this wave of ascension to godhood sweeping the spirit realm, even the most deeply hidden members of the Dawn faction, whose lineage was nearly severed, have taken action.]
A select few, possessing exceptional talent and willpower, unexpectedly rose to the ranks of newly ascended demigods through their own efforts and a few fortuitous opportunities.
Over time, long enough to erase legends, the memories of these descendants of the Dawn have become blurred. They have lost their clear understanding of realms beyond demigods, and are completely unaware of the specific power and hidden dangers of true gods.
Their remaining faith, like a candle in the wind, was weak yet tenacious.
They knew that they seemed to share a vague bloodline with the legendary Red Heart Society, which had shaken the world thousands of years ago.
They remembered the fragmented instructions given by their ancestors before their deaths, urging them to uphold something.
[Furthermore, there was a vague sense that in the unimaginably distant depths of the universe, there might still exist a faint hope known as the headquarters of the Red Heart Society.]
Occasionally, through that ancient and intermittent bloodline technique, one might receive a vague message or two, aimed at ensuring basic survival.
[Besides this, they know almost nothing about the true history of the Red Heart Society, its ultimate goal, or even the deep mysteries of the current global landscape.]
Meanwhile, the Red Heart Society's headquarters, located in an unknown corner of the world, would never transmit any potentially revealing details to these seeds deep within the enemy camp, in order to avoid prematurely attracting the attention of the Great World's will and triggering targeted destructive strikes.
Therefore, these demigods of the dawn were completely unaware of the deadly dangers lurking on the path of the true god of authority.
The erosion of the self by that divine will, and the potential dependence on and control over the world's will, would never even cross their minds.
Of course, even if they knew.
Faced with the allure of eternal immortality, and the pressing pressure of a lifespan of only a few hundred years, how many can maintain absolute rationality and self-control?
[Who would willingly choose to live for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years, or even perish with the world, like a mayfly that lives only a day and dies at dusk, leaving only a tiny ripple in the long river of history before being completely annihilated?]
The desire to become a god, the pursuit of power, and the instinctive yearning to break free from the shackles of life overwhelmed all potential doubts and the vague warnings in the tradition.
Like all beings in the spirit world, they regard the condensation of divine essence and the ignition of divine fire as the highest honor and ultimate goal, striving forward on the path paved by the will of the spirit world.
In the year 13458 of the Extraordinary Era, a member of the Dawn Clan, whose talent, perseverance, and luck were all exceptional, finally ignited the divine fire, condensed his divine essence, and took that final, earth-shattering step after enduring countless dangers and trials.
With the tacit approval, and even a degree of welcome, of the spirit realm's will, vast power of rules converged upon it, and a dazzling divine fire ignited deep within its soul, causing a divine status representing a certain authority of the spirit realm to begin to materialize.
However, just as this new god successfully ascended to godhood, and his consciousness, divine essence, and divine fire completely merged and became one, a sudden change occurred.
The spirit realm's will, which had been closely monitoring the entire ascension process, seemed to have millions of alarm bells simultaneously ringing within its vast sea of will, emitting a tearing, piercing shriek.
[Because He had pre-installed a warning and backdoor program deep within the divine fire and divine essence of all true gods in the spirit world, used to monitor the roots of thoughts and memories, at the moment this new god took shape, it sent back a fragment of information that made the will of the spirit world tremble.]
Through that forced deep memory reading, the spirit realm's will captured several keywords from the chaotic depths of the newly formed divine thought.
[There were even fragmented images and a deep-seated, almost submerged, yet not completely extinguished, obsession.]
【The Red Heart Society!】
[That name, thought long buried in the dust of history, that organization that brought Him endless nightmares and pain, is still here!] [Even though, deep in His memory, the organization's name has changed.]
From the Red Heart Society, it has become a beacon of hope.
[From a member of the Red Heart Society, he became a member of the Dawn Organization.]
But He will never forget that terrifyingly sincere ideal.
[He clearly sensed the pure and loyal bloodline within the Dawn personnel through deep communication and monitoring.]
We will never forget!
We must not forget!
If it weren't for the Red Heart Society, how could He have fallen to such a state?
[If it weren't for the Red Heart Society, how could He be so afraid to even sleep now?]
Damn it!
Why is the Red Heart Society still around?
Not only are they barely surviving, but there is also a group of their bloodline descendants lurking right under His nose, brazenly ascending to the throne of God amidst the wave of deification He orchestrated.
Their motives for infiltrating are obvious; even a fool could guess.
[Accumulating strength, awaiting the opportune moment, laying the foundation for the Red Heart Society's counterattack in that vague yet chilling future for the spirit realm's will.]
In an instant, rage, fear, and a sharp, piercing pain stemming from the brutal reopening of historical wounds overwhelmed the will of the spirit realm.
His immense will, like a raging cosmic beast, manifested with a deafening roar.
Throughout the entire spirit realm, from the core sacred sites to the most remote secondary planes, the rules of heaven and earth began to tremble violently. Energy tides surged and receded uncontrollably, the sky cracked, and the earth roared.
All living things trembled in fear and rage that suddenly arose from the world itself.
At this very moment, the spirit world is engulfed in a terrifying, apocalyptic upheaval!
The rage of the spirit realm's will instantly drew the attention of the spirit realm's gods.
[This newly promoted member of the Dawn, after the divine will took control of everything, instantly understood the reason for the great spirit realm's wrath.]
[It turns out, the ray of hope behind me is none other than the Red Heart Society, which the will of the spirit world has always resented!]
【turn out to be!】
[I'm actually an enemy of the spirit world?]
How can this be allowed?
[Having finally achieved true godhood, how could I be influenced by the petty deeds of some ancient predecessors?] (End of Chapter)