franphil Chapter 402 The Red Priest, the Judge, the Black Emperor
Chapter 402 The Red Priest, the Judge, the Black Emperor
Chapter 402 The Red Priest, the Judge, the Black Emperor
Tudor admired Chael's imagination, especially since the other seemed to not only dare to think about it, but actually wanted to try it... He seemed to really want to experience the feeling of directly replacing the pathways in his body, which was truly a bit crazy.
"I'm not your guinea pig."
"Don't even think about using me for anything."
The words that Xia'er suddenly brought up made Tudor's eyes turn dangerous. This point had to be made clear beforehand. Of course, she could accept being used. She, Adam, and Amon also used each other, but using each other and conducting experiments were two different things.
The latter was somewhat disrespectful.
You're overthinking it.
"Our relationship isn't that good."
Xia'er thought Tudor's idea was pretty good. If he really wanted to play, it would be his own game, and Tudor would have nothing to do with it.
"I think I don't need to avoid this anymore, right?"
He watched as Tudor, in front of a silver mirror, "cut out" a deep projection of the United Empire in the mirror world as supplementary material, and asked casually.
"There's no need for that, I've already felt it."
Tudor shook her head. The patricidal prince characteristic within her was making her increasingly restless. Even without the hermit's help, she knew that the Black Emperor would return soon.
While timing her advancement perfectly—getting it before the Black Emperor's return, drinking the potion, maintaining her condition, and letting the Sequence 1 trait within her disappear to slow her madness—is still a risky move. If she can kill Einhorn and Sauron, is there no one else who can kill her?
Chael also wanted to encourage Tudor. If it weren't for the need for a Black Emperor, he could have easily devised a plan with Antigonus to trap the Prince of Killing traits within Tudor's body. Since he was destined to go mad anyway, he might as well go mad a little longer.
Thoth might suffer for three to five years at most, experiencing headaches throughout spring, summer, autumn, and winter. However, after Solomon's resurrection, he lacked a Sequence 1 attribute and was unable to return to his divine position.
Xia'er thought this deal was a bargain no matter how she looked at it. Who said that the true god couldn't stop the Black Emperor's aggregation of characteristics and rules of order? There are no absolutes in this world. It's not impossible to suppress the true characteristics and let the Black Emperor aggregate the false characteristics.
Tudor was initially feeling somewhat melancholic, but after being distracted by Shael, she no longer cared about anything. She drank the potion in her hand, and with the addition of auxiliary ingredients, the potion became the complete version. Tudor's heart felt like it was burning with a raging fire, no... it really was burning with flames.
Xia'er's gaze passed through the flames, watching the big waves transform into a muscular hunk. She still felt that this gender-bound job system was very unfriendly. Moreover, unlike men who took the witch path and had a gender advantage, women who took the hunter path did not have much of an advantage.
The barrier of the Western Continent remains, and the advantages of transgender advancement, including the initial defense and the slightest advantage of the original countermeasures, cannot be demonstrated.
He reached out and simply stole the negative energy that was rapidly transforming and disappearing within Tudor's body. With less interference from the negative energy, Tudor's ascension became easier.
In the real world, a rebellion that began in Trier also broke out, and the entire United Empire was once again plunged into a low-intensity war.
The Red Priest seems to need to do nothing; His birth itself is the beginning of calamity, the source of turmoil, and the start of conflict.
With the support of several gods, Trensost, who had originally intended to remain cautious, could no longer sit still. Even if he remained cautious, Tudor's condition might not be good, and he might not necessarily come to their door to offer his head as a sacrifice. However, Trensost dared not gamble.
Fight!
Trensust began to forcibly aggregate the Judge's Path 3+1.
Xia Er sensed it for a moment, but couldn't figure out how Terensost had so abstractly concocted the ritual of becoming a god.
Previously, it was thought that with the help of the six gods, the Night Emperor had judged the Demon King, and Fabuti was quite willing to be sealed away, which would also reduce the disturbance from the Mother Tree of Desire. Now, this idea has long been overturned. The barrier of Earth in the Fourth Era is still relatively stable, and Fabuti, this otaku, has no intention of coming out of the abyss.
Now... it might be a divine kingdom, or it might be an object with some unique characteristics, who knows?
Shael had no time to concern himself with the situation in Trensost, because the Black Emperor's resurrection had been brought forward with the successive attempts of his two dukes to ascend to godhood. The Tudor-Trensost Empire, even if it existed in name only, had not yet had time to take over. The birth of the two emperors, East and West, seemed to correspond perfectly to the glorious period of the First Solomon Empire, when the Black and White Emperors ruled together.
The power of order, like invisible threads, entangles the astral plane, awakening the long-fallen kings at this moment.
"Your emperor has returned to His earthly kingdom!"
This was as if it were a declaration that resounded directly from the heart. Even though the Solomon Empire had long since perished, the United Empire, which inherited the laws of the Solomon Empire, still allowed this emperor of the Order side to borrow some power. This pronouncement finally rang in the ears of every living being in the Northern Continent.
Chael paid no attention to the sounds around him, calmly watching the Black Emperor in his hand disappear.
This feeling isn't pleasant; no one has ever been able to take anything away from Him.
It's a pity he's already a dual-path true god, otherwise it would have been good to try to devour Solomon and steal the resurrection ritual.
Xia Er held a dark red gem in her hand and thought to herself.
In the astral plane, Solomon, who had merged with the Black Emperor's unique reappearance, turned pale, as a piece of the unique authority was missing!
He knew without even thinking who did it; only a hermit would have the ability and the leisure to do so. Even Amon wouldn't do such a despicable thing.
Despite his anger, Solomon began to merge the three Sequence 1 characteristics, first reassembling them into a god, and then settling scores with the hermit later if the opportunity arose.
Solomon's return to the divine throne was virtually unstoppable by any god.
Even if there is the slightest danger, the ever-watchful, corrupt God will nip it in the bud.
Here in Tudor's case, some of the negative aspects of his body were stolen. As the biggest hidden danger in the non-adjacent pathway, the characteristics of the Black Emperor pathway sequence 1 were also aggregated away by Solomon, and his ascension to godhood was stable.
Terensust was in a slightly better position. Although he was a step behind and his traits were extracted faster, the Black Emperor and the Judge were, after all, from adjacent paths, and his original set of traits could serve as support, so it wasn't a burden.
In the Fourth Age, an era where ancient customs still prevailed, there was virtually no failure in ascending to godhood.
The Black Emperor, the Red Priest, and the Judge, while not born at the same time, were not born much apart in time.
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