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To some extent, the Nation of Disorder was equivalent to replacing the Divine Kingdom, which allowed Aaron to access the authority that only a Sequence 0 Justiciar could possess while he was still at Sequence 3.
The Night Emperor, back then, should have had the projection of the entire Trunsoest Empire in his Divine Kingdom, and the collapse of order brought about by the empire's demise was likely also the reason for the Justiciar's fall.
But if Lilith could leave behind a Divine Kingdom, what about the Night Emperor?
If I could obtain the Night Emperor's Divine Kingdom, even just fragments, I would likely benefit greatly.
Calming the surging thoughts in his mind, Aaron looked again at the gradually solidifying 'Moon City,' and at 'High Priest Nim' standing at the forefront.
Although he couldn't truly use this authority yet, he wanted to test an idea of his own through this medium.
With a slight shift in his thoughts, the 'Domain of Judgment' immediately enveloped 'High Priest Nim,' and dark golden chains seemed to connect reality and illusion.
In the Forsaken Land of the Gods, in Moon City's council hall, High Priest Nim looked calmly at Bruce and the other Elder Council members, speaking gently:
"After the Lord's Holy Day, many members of the Moon City hunting team reported today that their Beyonder potions have been fully digested. This is the Lord's grace."
"All inventory of Beyonder characteristics and materials will be allocated to the maximum extent possible. The Lord will surely..."
Just then, his words suddenly stopped, and a dense, profound Darkness erupted from behind him, spreading outwards like tentacles. This was a sign of a sudden surge in spirituality and a slight loss of control over his power.
However, as an experienced Nighthawk, Nim quickly regained control of his power. In a trance, he seemed to see a majestic figure shrouded in dark golden mist.
Indeed!
Aaron withdrew the 'Domain of Judgment,' and the 'High Priest Nim,' who had been rendered black, returned to normal. Having observed through the faith light spots, he had already verified his idea.
Because he hunted a living Duke of Entropy characteristic when he advanced to Chaos Hunter, Aaron's current 'Domain of Judgment' also had some 'Entropy Transformation' authority attached to it, and the power that caused Nim's spirituality to surge came from this.
Although he couldn't directly modify the underlying rules, he could cast this weakened version of divine descent within the Divine Kingdom. This kind of distance-ignoring enhancement was clearly not an ability a Sequence 3 could possess; at the very least, it was something only a Sequence 2 or even a Sequence 1 could achieve after having a nascent Divine Kingdom.
Aaron felt himself. Perhaps because he gained this ability by utilizing the Nation of Disorder, the spiritual energy consumed was almost equivalent to summoning a historical void projection of a Sequence 4 of the same level.
Aaron could hardly imagine the grandeur of the Trunsoest Empire at its most glorious period, where one could receive the favor of rules and gain blessings simply by standing on the empire's territory.
Recalling his thoughts, Aaron pondered the Moon City he had just observed. Those residents whose Beyonder potions were digested were likely due to his continuous enrichment of the 'Moon City' residents within the Nation of Disorder. This was a mutually beneficial double cycle!
After verifying his conjectures, a bolder idea subsequently emerged in Aaron's mind, but this would require some time to prepare.
After taking another look at the magnificent palace and the boundless dark golden ocean outside 'Moon City,' Aaron envisioned a future where this place would be filled with the Northern and Southern Continents. With a slight shift in his thoughts, he returned to 'Lost City of Newins.'
Standing amidst the ruins, Aaron's pupils instantly turned golden, gazing at the deep pit from which the shadowy giant had emerged. It was dark and obscure, with faint remnants of illusory waves.
Aaron could confirm that this place was indeed an exit connecting to the outside from somewhere in the Chaos Sea, similar to the abandoned ancient castle on the outskirts of Backlund. It was just unknown why the Chaos Sea had disappeared so thoroughly, leaving only residual aura.
He had no intention of delving deeper. The first blasphemy slate that could control the Chaos Sea was still in Dark Angel Sasrir's hands. He had already successfully advanced, so there was no need to cause further trouble.
Silently lifting the Nation of Disorder's blockade on 'Lost City of Newins,' Aaron directed his gaze towards the deep sea, leveraging the connection of the rules in that area.
After a glance with his 'True Vision,' Aaron's brows furrowed deeply. Although the original True Creator's phantom had disappeared, and the Aurora Order's 'Angel of Fate' he had predicted hadn't appeared, the pervasive pollution in this sea area made him feel uncomfortable.
As he was pondering what had happened during his advancement, a dense dark golden mist suddenly appeared before Aaron's eyes, and a strange sense of crisis emerged in his heart, like a prey being targeted by a venomous snake.
Without the slightest hesitation, the 'Domain of Judgment' instantly enveloped him, isolating external perception. The 'Crown of Stars' appeared above his head, with brilliant light flickering.
A gray-blue 'Door of Exile' with seven brass keyholes quietly appeared before Aaron.
Although he couldn't yet confirm the source of the danger, anything that could bring him such a sense of crisis would surely be tracked by ordinary teleportation or Spirit World travel. Only the Sealed Artifact 'Door of Exile,' a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, was the best escape method.
Without wasting time risking sensing the source of the danger, Aaron decisively stepped through the door. Anyway, the value of this ruin had already been squeezed dry.
On the murky ocean where scarlet mist drifted, a strange, tentacled octopus sea Monster's body was constantly expanding. Lumps of flesh split open, and one by one, octopuses with faint scarlet hues emerged.
These Monsters showed no signs of distortion. Each of them smoothly took a crystal monocle from the void with their tentacles and placed it over a position resembling a human's right eye. After glancing at the blurry island to the west, where scarlet mist continuously surged, they looked back at the deep seabed:
"This aura... I didn't expect there to be a complete Sefirah in the outside world. How interesting!"
"What a pity, just a little bit more, and I could have used the rules to directly appear before that fellow."
"That Scholar of Yore who entered the Forsaken Land of the Gods seems to be his believer. I have a premonition that by following this clue, I will soon find Pallez..."
The octopus Amons didn't care about the continuously gathering scarlet mist, which seemed to possess vitality. Their bodies suddenly exploded, and clusters of brilliant light spots dispersed and vanished from the spot.
After using the 'Door of Exile' from the 'Crown of Stars' to change locations several times, Aaron only teleported back to Irusyl after confirming that the sense of dread had disappeared.
"Given my current Beyonder pathway, any existence that can still give me such a sense of dread must be at least a Sequence 1 Angel or higher."
"I immediately suppressed the anomaly of the Nation of Disorder after my advancement, so it shouldn't be those two from the Augustus family and the Castiya family."
"Although the Moses Ascetic Order has been tracking me, the Hidden Sage would never act rashly after what happened last time."
"The greatest possibility is that Pallez Zoroast's use of the Worm of Time and Trojan Horse of Destiny abilities attracted Amon's attention. He followed the anomaly of destiny to the Fog Sea and had been waiting until I lifted the concealment."
Aaron pondered the various possibilities, but his figure had already appeared in the underground hall of the ancestral tower, where he saw Varna Weir and Alvin Gallows, who had already returned from the 'Moon Kingdom.'
Feeling the aura emanating from Aaron, Alvin Gallows's blood-red eyes froze for a moment, experiencing a sense of daze as if the Night Emperor who once ruled the world had reappeared. His voice involuntarily deepened a few shades:
"Congratulations on your advancement. I have brought back all of Solomon's treasures. Materials below demigod level, Beyonder characteristics, and Sealed Artifacts have been stored in the family treasury. There are still four demigod Sealed Artifacts remaining."
As he spoke, his chest, entwined with sinister vines and thorns, split open in the middle, revealing a terrifying, profound, and indescribable aura of death and pressure.
Aaron, who was distracted by calming the anomaly in the Nation of Disorder, calmly watched as a gate of white bones slowly emerged from the split body. With his current strength, he could already see the true form of this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact.
Mysterious symbols, rendered in pale and eerie green, appeared one by one, intertwining on the white bones. After forming a whole, they collapsed inwards, transforming into a boundless, slowly rotating dark vortex.
A total of four items, emanating dense spiritual fluctuations, flew out from within the vortex and quietly floated before Aaron.
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Tingen City. After dealing with the mad Madam Sharon, Klein returned alone to Zouteland Street by rental carriage.
The crimson moonlight shone on his face, flickering between bright and dim. In his mind, Kenley, who had vomited out his internal organs, and Dunn, whose mouth was covered in dark red blood, appeared alternately, making his thoughts both chaotic and scattered:
Kenley is dead...
I remember he just got engaged... His parents are still alive...
What was the Captain doing just now...?
The complex thoughts continued until Klein returned to his bedroom. His hand, which had just picked up the letter paper, paused slightly, then slowly put it down. He couldn't judge now whether this operation was just an accident or another coincidence.
After some thought, to confirm Captain Dunn Smith's situation, he decided to eliminate all distractions and divine above the gray fog.
The towering, magnificent palace and the ancient, mottled long table entered his eyes, as if they had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
Klein sat on the high-backed chair belonging to The Fool, holding the pendulum in his left hand. He silently chanted the divination statement seven times, then closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.
After stabilizing for a few seconds, he opened his eyes, their deepened color having returned to normal.
He gazed at the yellow crystal pendant, and his heart gradually sank, because the pendulum was rotating clockwise, with a considerable amplitude and a fast speed.
This meant the answer was affirmative: Dunn Smith's anomaly would put him in danger!
And the danger was not low!
Closing his eyes for a moment, Klein 'erased' the previous content and wrote a new divination statement:
"The reason for Dunn Smith's anomaly."
He put away the yellow crystal pendant, leaned back against the chair, and while silently chanting the divination statement, he entered a dream state through meditation.
In that hazy, illusory world, he saw nothing, discovered nothing; besides the grayness, there was only grayness.
"This indicates insufficient information, divination failed..." Klein opened his eyes and looked at the parchment on the bronze long table, muttering bitterly and helplessly.
Klein, who had gained nothing substantial, was about to return to reality to consult Mr. Azik's advice when he suddenly heard layers of illusory prayers.
Giant's language... Klein instantly recognized that it was Sun Derrick. He composed himself and lightly tapped the expanding and contracting crimson star.
In the somewhat blurry prayer scene, Derrick placed a beast hide with various symbols written on it onto a simple altar:
"Sequence 6: Wind-Blessed"
"Main ingredients: Six crystallized feathers of a Blue Shadow Falcon, a pair of Dragon-Eyed Sea Eagle's eyeballs"
"Supplementary ingredients: 100 grams of dried Octopus Jellyfish powder, 50 milliliters of Deep Sea Naga blood."
He got the Beyonder potion formula so quickly... Klein was surprised, and after confirming the formula's correctness through divination, he directly transmitted Derrick's prayer scene to Hanged Man Alger.
Although he hadn't yet received the compensation in gold pounds from Mr. Hanged Man, Klein still condensed the Light Supplicant and Solar High Priest Beyonder potion formulas into light spots and threw them into the crimson star representing Sun Derrick.
Even though he had earned a Sequence 6 level Beyonder potion formula, Klein was in no mood to be excited. After returning to reality, he urgently wrote on the letter paper.
.....
"In a recent mission, my superior exhibited some abnormal behavior. He sent me away, then half-crouched beside his teammate's corpse, his mouth covered in dark red blood."
"In your memory, have you encountered similar incidents? How should I help my superior?"
After the ink dried, Klein scanned the letter up and down, then added a paragraph at the end:
"Respected Mr. Azik, I received intelligence that 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilangos has secretly infiltrated Backlund. He possesses a very powerful Shepherd's Glove."
"I'm not sure if this will interest you, but I believe it's necessary to let you know."
Klein quickly finished, folded the letter, took out the copper whistle, put it to his lips, and blew hard.
Silently, he saw illusory, hazy white bones being thrown out one by one from the top of the desk, forming a fountain that assembled into a giant Monster.
It was still nearly four meters tall, still covered in faint light, and still had its head poking out of the roof, seemingly no different from before.
Klein flicked his wrist, threw the letter up, and saw the white bone Monster firmly catch it.
He then blew the copper whistle again, watching the 'messenger' disintegrate into illusory white bones, falling like rain and disappearing on the surface of the desk.
Watching the disappearing messenger, for some reason, an unprecedented sense of anxiety suddenly arose in Klein's heart. He felt as if something extremely bad was about to happen.
This was the Clown's premonition of danger!
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Backlund, Cherwood Borough, St. Wind Cathedral.
In a simple, unadorned room, Hanged Man Alger, who had come to Backlund to investigate Qilangos, was studying the investigation reports from the past few days, trying to find clues within them.
To his upper right, there was a stack of papers covered in distorted 'symbols.'
Just as Alger leaned back and reached up to rub his eyes, he suddenly found his vision becoming illusory, presenting a dense gray-white mist.
In the depths of this endless mist, there was a high-backed chair, as if it had always existed there, and a vague figure sat on it.
Mr. Fool... Alger had just thought of this when he saw a young man appear in the hazy gray-white mist.
Wind-Blessed Beyonder potion formula!
Alger was first startled, then revealed a look of pleasant surprise. He pressed his hand to his chest, lowered his head, and whispered:
"Praise be to You, Mr. Fool!"
Before he finished speaking, everything he heard and saw disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Gazing at the collected Roselle's diary and investigation reports, Alger's pupils trembled, and he once again felt The Fool's power:
This was St. Wind Cathedral, once the headquarters of the Church of the Lord of Storms. Although this was over a thousand years ago, it didn't prevent believers from still regarding it as one of the holy sites.
However, Mr. Fool could still 'descend' silently and give a response.
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