Chapter 409: The Red Priest

Chapter 409: The Red Priest

A gossamer-like, eerie moonlight illuminated the entire Astral Plane, bringing everything to life anew.

At this moment, the Storm Lord, whose power had waned, regained his strength. The ethereal, misty light and his bronze eyes seemed to return to their peak, stabilizing the barrier once more.

Unlike other Outer Gods who sought to devour additional Essence, the three children of the First One had a primary goal of reclaiming their own Essence before considering the absorption of other Essence and Uniqueness.

Among them, the Fallen Mother Goddess, who had already become a Pillar, was even more unique. Having witnessed the Lord of Secrets and the Primordial God fall due to consuming excess Essence, her aim was simply to restore herself to completeness.

Allowing other Outer Gods to enter would bring chaos and an uncertain future, hindering her plans. She did not wish to be disturbed before reclaiming the Mother Nest.

Three parts of the Elders ignored everyone within the Astral Plane barrier, including Lu Ke and Adam, moving freely toward their respective targets.

The crimson moon, radiating an eerie light, rapidly approached the current Mother Earth, the former Vampire Ancestor, Lilith.

The plump woman, cradling an ethereal infant, struggled, her face contorted in unbearable pain as her body split open, revealing fissures that emitted eerie crimson moonlight.

Shapeless and blurring everything, the mist left the Astral Plane, appearing before the Primordial Island.

The mist paused as it passed over the product of the amalgamation of the Lord of Errors and the Door, sensing the presence of the Black Emperor. George Iii, who bore everything of the Black Emperor, was now in the hands of Ammun.

The mist churned, looking at the figure that alternated between the Lord of Errors, Ammun, the Door, Berthel Abraham, the Celestial Sovereign, and the Fallen Mother Goddess, hesitating for a moment.

Then, the figure transformed into Ammun, adjusting the monocle over his right eye and smiling at this part of the Child of Chaos.

This smile halted the mist’s advance, instilling an instinctive fear that prevented it from moving closer. It turned and rushed toward the tomb deep within the Primordial Island.

There, the Emperor of Rossel, whose resurrection had been stalled, lay.

A colossal tree, symbolizing various desires, burst out of the Astral Plane, heading for the Raging Sea, aiming to enter the Godforsaken Land and attempt to cross into the Western Continent to reclaim its Shadow World Essence.

As for the Uniqueness and Sequence One Extraordinary Traits of the Prisoner and Demon pathways, it had already eroded those who possessed them, needing only to use Aggregation to reclaim its authority.

On a sacrificial altar, a mummy wrapped in yellowed bandages and pierced by countless brown branches hung in midair, emitting a silent, anguished scream.

The Bound God Thorznar and the divine abomination Seoar beneath him merged once more, transforming into a black light filled with intense curses and disappearing.

In the depths of the abyss, where lava, sulfur, and dark corruption reigned, the sole surviving ancient god, the Demon King Fabuti, awoke from his slumber, opening his ice-blue eyes.

He struggled to resist, his massive demonic body collapsing into a heap, yet still uncontrollably detached from the abyss, joining the Bound God in surging toward the giant tree.

...

A fireball rapidly eroded by darkness transformed into a handsome, vibrant young man, large patches of black stains marring his white robe.

The Eternal Sun, Osekus, looked up with a pained expression, struggling to speak to the expressionless Adam.

"I never meant to betray you... When I regained consciousness, it was already too late..."

Adam nodded calmly, his eyes, now suffused with chaos, remaining exceptionally serene.

"I know."

The Wind Angel Leodoro had always refused to submit, while the Seraphim Herabergen went along with the flow. The Pure White Angel, who had acted first, was the only one among the three angelic kings at the Feast of Betrayal with no intention of betraying.

"I won’t apologize... nor will I regret..."

The Eternal Sun closed his eyes, suppressing the alienation and survival instinct within him, his voice hoarse.

"Kill me..."

Rather than become a vessel for the resurrection of the Primordial God, he preferred death.

Adam said nothing, retrieving an ancient-looking stone tablet and sending it toward the Astral Plane barrier. Chaotic seawater surged out, filling the cracks one by one.

The second Blasphemous Stone Tablet, formed from the remains of the Ancient Sun God!

"I am one, and I am many, the beginning, and the end."

His expression became solemn, his eyes suddenly becoming ethereal, and a vast sea of all colors and possibilities appeared around him.

Adam then lifted his hand, grasping the silver cross pendant hanging from his chest.

A blazing but ethereal sun leaped out above his head, lightning, wind, and waves intertwined to form a towering figure that overlooked all, and on his right, a white tower with numerous bronze eyes rose from the ground.

These imagined powers and symbols, one after another, were propelled by the ocean of chaos into Adam’s body. In the end, even the shadow tightly adhering to Adam’s back shrank into his body.

With a roar, the sea that contained all colors and possibilities surged, and Adam expanded into a colossal figure of light, as if he could support the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, the "Eternal Blazing Sun" was startled to find that the will of the "Primordial God" had suddenly weakened, almost to the point of vanishing. The dark erosion stopped, and the chaos in the pupils of the colossal figure began to deepen.

Only then did he realize the truth.

The "Primordial God" had never chosen to revive himself. Instead, the true purpose was to strip away the support and barrier, allowing the power of the Outer Gods to invade and force Adam to take action!

"Let there be light!"

The resounding voice of the colossal figure echoed, solemnly declaring to the entire world.

The entire Astral Plane suddenly lit up, with a light that was brighter, hotter, and warmer than the "Eternal Blazing Sun."

It was like the "Age of Radiance", when the light of the "Ancient Sun God" spread across the land, ruling the entire world.

In the light, the dark spots on the "Eternal Blazing Sun" slowly faded, restoring his original sanctity.

He looked at the colossal figure ahead, slightly dazed, and remained silent.

In an instant, he transformed back into a blazing fireball, driving back all shadows and following the colossal figure, making the already illuminated Astral Plane even more brilliant and radiant!

...

The plump woman, embracing the illusory infant, struggled to resist the pull back, but she could not control her body, only watching helplessly as the crimson moon drew closer.

As the deity of the "Mother" and "Moon" paths, Lilith had no resistance against the "Fallen Mother Goddess." Maintaining her own consciousness was already her limit, even though only a small part of the power had crossed the barrier.

In the midst of despair, a bold crimson figure descended.

Lu Ke, dressed in blood-red regal attire and wielding a crimson blade, blocked the path of the crimson moon.

In the next moment, the intense "Rejection" halted Lilith’s approach, and she regained her freedom.

Lu Ke lifted his chin, signaling Lilith to return and continue supporting the barrier. A fluid that could encompass all colors emerged from his body, devouring light, rules, and powers, bringing a stronger "Aggregation."

He extended his hand, pulling the crimson moon toward him, and the massive moon was forcibly controlled, moving closer.

The crimson moon suddenly brightened, casting more eerie crimson light, bringing new life to all things.

Lu Ke felt that every part of his body touched by the crimson light gained a new life, beginning to think and resist on its own.

His eyes narrowed, and a mark appeared between his brows. The "City of Catastrophes" with its writhing dragons shone within the mark, causing Lu Ke’s body to emit a deep crimson light symbolizing "Conquest" and "Destruction."

"Freedom" was "Conquered", and "New Life" was "Destroyed." Through this mutual restraint, the crimson and deep crimson entered a stalemate, with life and death cycling endlessly.

"Why are you helping Him?"

An indescribable consciousness came from the crimson moon, inquiring about the "Last Child’s" reason for aiding the Earth.

"For no reason, I just feel like it."

Feeling the immense pressure from his body, Lu Ke frowned and clicked his tongue lightly. Without truly becoming a deity and fully containing the "City of Catastrophes", resisting a "Near-Elder" was indeed strenuous.

At that moment, the entire Astral Plane lit up.

The light that illuminated the world made the barrier more solid, compressing the crimson moonlight into a smaller area, significantly reducing Lu Ke’s pressure and allowing him to regain the upper hand. It also brought a cleansing "Calming" to all the deities supporting the barrier, washing away the impurities of their souls.

"Agree to form a team."

A calm voice echoed in his ear, light and quick, almost like an illusion.

But in the next moment, Lu Ke realized he had gained all the abilities and perspectives of the "Omniscient One", as well as better control over the "Sea of Chaos."

Having a good teammate was indeed a delightful thing. If he had to do everything alone, it would be somewhat annoying.

Lu Ke’s lips curled slightly, and his eyes took on a murderous glint.

Since the other side had begun to exert force, it was time for him to do the same.

Taking advantage of the interval when the "Crimson" was suppressed, he reached into the crimson blade and extracted a cold, emotionless eye without eyelashes.

The Uniqueness of the "Hermit"!

Then, a scene appeared above Lu Ke’s head.

It was not the "Dragon Lock Well" that seemed to bring all natural disasters, but a wilderness shrouded in mist, where countless figures wandered. On the wilderness, an elder in a Tian Shi robe waved his feather duster.

The "Wilderness of Knowledge" of the "Tian Shi Lineage" from the Western Continent!

Lu Ke could not fully contain the complete "Essence" before becoming a deity and welcoming back his true self, let alone multiple "Essences." However, with the symbol of "Unity", he did not need to worry about "Rejection" and "Aggregation", giving him much more freedom than other Outer Gods.

Using the "City of Catastrophes" as the main container, Lu Ke would consume a small part of the "Nest" and other "Essences" outside of it. By forming a team with the high-ranking individuals of the Western Continent and using the consumed "Essence" as a medium, he could gain the power equivalent to that of an "Essence Spokesperson"!

This was his trump card, the support of all the high-ranking individuals of the Western Continent!

Lu Ke raised the cold, unfeeling eye high, and the wandering crowd in the wilderness simultaneously grew cold, unfeeling eyes.

A dreamlike light flickered, and a scene rapidly unfolded.

It was the immensely majestic being that awakened from chaos, the beginning and end of all things, the origin of all "Beyonders", the creator of this universe.

When He opened His eyes, the terrifying gravitational pull caused all "Beyonders" in the universe to begin converging.

Mystic Reenactment, the initial "Awakening."

Through the "Wilderness of Knowledge" and the Uniqueness of the "Hermit", Lu Ke performed the Mystic Reenactment!

An unimaginable "Aggregation" erupted from Lu Ke, a force far stronger than the simple "Aggregation Effect", second only to the true awakening of the "First One."

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Deep within the Primordial Island.

Shapeless gray mist penetrated the tomb surrounded by the power of the Fallen Mother Goddess, spreading directly to the deepest platform without hindrance.

On the platform stood a giant throne made of black iron, adorned with intricate, twisted patterns, with a crown-shaped extension at the top of the backrest.

A massive shadow sat on this heavy throne, its features clearly defined with blue eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and neatly groomed mustaches.

Rossel Gustav, the Black Emperor, stuck in the process of resurrection.

As the shapeless gray mist was about to envelop him, an irresistible force suddenly acted upon it. Despite struggling, it was uncontrollably pulled back into the Astral Plane.

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At the Raging Sea, in front of the Relic of the Divine War.

The colossal tree symbolizing various desires moved increasingly slowly, struggling to take a step forward, and emitted an angry roar.

The roar caused all areas it passed through to fall into different states: some creatures fell asleep, some engaged in frenzied mating, some couldn't stop eating, some began endless violent struggles, and some fled out of instinctive survival.

This was the power of the "Desire Mother Tree", the "Father of Demons", the "Mad God", and the "Eternal Roarer", controlling various desires and emotions.

The angry roar did not stop the "Aggregation." He transformed into a stream of light and returned to the Astral Plane, accompanied by a larger light enveloped in sulfur and lava, and a smaller one filled with curses and resentment.

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In the Astral Plane, figures were forcibly gathered around Lu Ke.

The shapeless gray mist seemed enraged, immediately linking the eerie crimson moon and the colossal tree symbolizing various desires, making the crimson, gray, and shadows surge toward this nominal "younger brother."

Lu Ke was not afraid, his eyes flashing with excitement, and behind him, a dozen rings of unknown substances appeared.

The overlapping rings were divided into six parts, each connecting to corresponding forces, revealing a dark river with a strong sense of death, a world shrouded in darkness, a magnificent palace high in the sky, a radiant light forming a world of jade, a dragon-locking well bringing disaster and destruction, and a wilderness with countless wandering figures.

Finally, an ocean encompassing all colors absorbed the power transmitted by these illusions, transforming into a torrent of different hues, surging toward the crimson, gray, and shadows.

At the moment of collision, all light and shadow, all sound and form, all birth and destruction, all Spiritual Energy and perception, all concepts and authority, all rules and order, completely collapsed.

The massive light barrier that maintained the barrier violently shook, nearly disintegrating. The light illuminated the Astral Plane again, and the eye representing omniscience pierced through the now completely void space to observe the situation.

The waning crimson moon rapidly repaired its damaged parts, emitting a light of new life, shining on the gradually shrinking gray mist and the giant tree partially severed from it.

At the same time, a deep red light bloomed, more intense and solemn than ever before.

Lu Ke's figure appeared in the void, traversing a crimson hell of blood and flames.

His eyes turned the purest iron black, devoid of any impurities, and the crimson longsword in his hand returned to its original pale white, losing all of its deep red hue.

At this moment, the sky of the real world was covered in deep red, and all soldiers in the battlefield ceased their struggle, losing their desire to fight. All disputes and conflicts were smoothed over, and everyone's breathing and heartbeat synchronized in this instant.

The "Red Priest" was born!

(End of Chapter)

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