Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 1218 Mysteries Beyond Mysteries (2)

Chapter 1218  Mysteries Beyond Mysteries (2)

"And how do you plan on turning the race against their creator god?

How do you plan to keep the gods at bay? There's no way they'd sit back and watch their children come under someone else's authority. Even if you kill them as much as you want, as long as their children exist, they will be reborn," General Reynolds asked.

"It will be impossible for him to accomplish such a feat alone. That is why I am making this proposal. The Divine Mysteries is the only thing that can keep the gods at bay. But, if we can create our own, with Paradise as the new heaven, it won't be difficult to sense their reincarnation when it occurs or regulate them," Oberon responded.

"I wasn't speaking to you, pixie man," General Reynold replied, refocusing his gaze on Orion. He patiently awaited his response.

"The gods are powerful and resourceful, so it would be nothing but arrogance for me to claim I could handle them alone. Even with the Vylkr energy, the perfect weapon against the divine, they still thrive. You two have lived far longer than I have and know more about the gods, so I can only listen to your advice and lean toward the Aegis of the Arctic Deity's plan," Orion responded.

He had seen the resourcefulness and ferocity of the gods—Aerialia, the Nine Greed Gods, the Goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune, and the Goddess of Malevolence and Witches—when their backs were against the wall. He knew he would suffer heavily even with all of Paradise at his side in a confrontation against them.

General Reynold nodded, turning his attention back to Orion.

"And what's your guarantee that this new Mysteries won't become like the Divine Mysteries, subjecting everyone under its rule? How can you be certain it will control the gods just as the Divine Mysteries do?" General Reynold asked, focusing on Oberon.

"This new Mysteries will be under Orion's command. And yes, I am certain it will. As for how—well, isn't it too much to ask me that when you're unsure if the pathway you're creating will even allow Orion to ascend to godhood?" Oberon responded, meeting General Reynold's gaze.

"Of course I am. My only concern is whether he can handle it when the time comes. I don't want to be the one to end my successor with my own hands," General Reynold responded with a snort. "But you're right. It's too much for me to assume you know how something so great will work."

"To defeat the gods and save this world, bringing it back under humanity's rule, I will go along for now. But I won't hesitate to destroy both of us if I find anything amiss," General Reynold warned.

"My intentions are pure. I don't plan on using any underhanded means, so you don't have to worry," Oberon responded with a nod. Then, he shifted his focus towards Orion. "Stay behind and watch. You're about to witness a monumental event that will be recorded for all ages."

Orion nodded silently.

With a nod toward each other, General Reynold and Oberon turned to face the blazing sundial, covered in both white and inky black flames.

"The Omnithriallain I helped refused to extinguish this curse as a reminder of what would happen if I failed to keep my promise again. Fortunately, this curse will be crucial in creating this new Mysteries," Oberon remarked. He hadn't anticipated General Reynold's arrival or intentions to turn the curse into a blessing. With the Vylkr energy, they could add another nature to their creation, making it significantly more powerful.

"For failing to keep your word and bringing this curse upon us all, you deserve it," General Reynold said coldly.

Oberon's lips curled into a slight, tight smile. Both men stretched out their hands, placing them on opposite parts of the blazing sundial's white flame and the inky black flame. Suddenly, the sundial began to crumble, revealing the half-mangled skeletal remains of an Omnithriallain within. The skeleton was crushed and melded with the blazing flaming rocks suspended in the void before them. Then, the rocks began to reform, creating a step. The step was forged from stone mixed with the remains of an omnithrallian, blazing white and inky black flames, which was General Reynold's divine essence and a fragment of the Divine Mysteries that he had absorbed during his ascension to true godhood and Oberon's.

As the first step formed, the second step began to take shape.

The same scene transpired within the Village Chief's compound as the sundial broke apart, revealing what was inside before merging and reforging into a step. Then, a wave of mysterious power flooded the surroundings, enveloping Paradise. Strangely, it didn't affect the residents of Paradise directly but instead caused a chill to crawl on their spines and spread deep within their souls.

Within the mysterious sundial, Orion continued to observe the scene unfolding before him, wide-eyed, not daring to blink for fear of missing anything.

After four days, a twelve-step staircase with a radiant creamy white and inky black surface, covered in wisps of flames of the same colours, stood before them. At that moment, General Reynold's body, which had been on the verge of dissipating, now burned more vigorously. Oberon's form also appeared more solid than when he had first emerged.

They both exuded immense, formidable power. Although the structure that would serve as a pathway for the ascension of Paradise's inhabitants and a foundation for the birth of a new Mysteries had been built, something still needed to be done for it to be truly completed.

General Reynold and Oberon looked up as though their eyes could pierce through the layers of conceptual space around them.

Outside, Ilse had been observing for four days as the sundial broke apart, revealing its contents before they were reforged into a twelve-step staircase. She had previously attempted to awaken Orion, but her senses warned her that intervening would lead to catastrophic consequences. So she could only watch from the sidelines, hoping Orion would return to his senses soon.

In the meantime, she placed a barrier around the Village Chief's compound to prevent what was unfolding from spilling into Paradise. Even though her barriers had been destroyed more times than she could count, she continued to reconstruct them, waiting for Orion to awaken.

Suddenly, Ilse's eyes widened in horror as two familiar figures manifested above, beside the stairs. Their gazes focused skyward as if ignoring her presence entirely.

The Great God of Creation and Illusion! Aegis of the Arctic Deity! She recognized the former from her past life and the latter from the memories of one of her children—and because he was responsible for her current predicament.

Both had played pivotal roles in her life but were once considered dead, so Ilse found it hard to believe that they were present. Her mind raced, and she concluded they were responsible for what was unfolding and why Orion had been in a trance for four days.

The twelve-step staircase trembled, and a blinding light beam emerged from and shot into the sky. The primordial barrier parted, allowing the light beam to leave Paradise and make its presence known to the outside world.

Ilse was unsure of what was happening as she observed the gaping hole in the primordial barrier in the sky, which she could no longer control. Gritting her teeth, she continued to watch, hoping that whatever unfolded wouldn't cause irreparable harm to Paradise.

Accompanied by the mysterious power that shot into the sky, General Reynold's and Oberon's power flared uncontrollably, and together, they spoke:

"Today, we announce the birth of a new Mysteries and an ascension pathway to godhood for all races. If anyone opposes this, let them step forward. If not, hold your peace!"

Just as two captains cannot command the same ship, the vastness of the universe was not enough to contain two Mysteries. For one to emerge, it must challenge the other. And for one to remain, it must oppose the other's emergence. If the latter appears to oppose them and loses, their victory would be assured, and the Mysteries could grow under the same sky unhindered—until it was confident that it would challenge and ultimately take down the Divine Mysteries. This was like hanging a rope around one's neck and handing the ends to one's adversary.

As they waited, a reply came swiftly. The entire sky of the pocket dimension darkened, and a figure descended from the clouds. His body radiated an intense, blinding light, spilling into every corner of the pocket dimension and the mirror realm. All eyes were fixed on it, as he was the only light source within the pocket dimension. This entity was none other than the Will of the Divine Mysteries!

Because they were within a pocket dimension, where the presence of the Divine Mysteries was faint, the Divine Mysteries would have to tear it apart and emerge to respond to the challenge. But since there was already a direct representative of the divine Mysteries present, it acted as its will.