franphil Chapter 348 The White Pagoda Ceremony
Chapter 348 The White Pagoda Ceremony
Chapter 348 The White Pagoda Ceremony
The struggle for the crown prince position has always been like this; keeping you around is still too dangerous.
and...
This era is not good; it is terrible and will remain terrible for a long time. Rather than just giving birth and not raising the child, I'd rather make the choice.
Chael's self-light swept across some still-young faces, watching them melt into the mists of history, without a ripple in his heart.
If they were born into a noble family, they might live a good life, but with so many "cocoons" here, if they were all released, in which dead people would they be resurrected? Frontline soldiers stationed in colonies? Homeless people dying of illness in the streets? Workers dying from exhaustion in factories? Pirates who robbed merchant ships at sea?
Xia Er cleared away all souls except those of Huang Tao and Zhou Mingrui. He didn't even bother to check if any of them were acquaintances of these few remaining individuals, nor did he bother to learn about their past events, good or bad. The past is the past, and the future is the future.
Regardless of whether the Celestial Venerable has any other use for keeping so many souls.
Now there are only two souls left, each with its own destiny. The Celestial Venerable probably has no other choice but to proceed step by step.
Xia'er glanced at the portal (Source Castle), turned around and walked down the steps, behind him were a large number of empty "vacancies" and "cocoons".
He didn't wait for Klein; he wasn't sure if Klein would try to stop him from convincing himself, or what.
All he knew was that Klein would probably drag his feet, hesitate, and waver for a while, so it was better not to tell him.
Anyway, when he finds out later, he'll just sigh and won't feel guilty.
Return to the first layer of the gray fog space.
With a snap of his fingers, a giant, ancient palace appeared, complete with a bronze table and twenty-two high-backed chairs, seemingly a scaled-down replica of the Fifth Era Tarot Meeting scene skin.
Chael walked to the chair at the head of the table, raised his hand and engraved a symbol of the Fool on it. This symbol was exactly the same as the symbol on the translucent mask in his hand. He hung the Fool's uniqueness on the chair, and the two Fool symbols overlapped perfectly.
Even if the Fool's Uniqueness and the Celestial Venerable's Curtain are above the current gray fog, can the Celestial Venerable be resurrected?
Chael sat on the chair that symbolized the Fool, twirling the Celestial Venerable Curtain in his hand like a handkerchief. The gray mist space was quite quiet, with nothing unusual happening, which made Chael, who was preparing to learn something new, a little disappointed. He casually tossed the curtain onto the table.
The unique surface of the White Pagoda is covered by books with omniscient eyes, pressing down on the curtain of the Heavenly Venerable.
This is definitely one of the safest piles of junk in the world.
"Will the Celestial Venerable help His successor become the Lord of Mysteries?"
Perhaps, it's a rather lame joke... The gray fog space returned to silence.
A spirit realm within the Misty Sea.
The hermit encountered the "Queen of Calamity," Goshinam, who appeared somewhat agitated.
"No one attacked the island of Sonia."
"What's the rush?"
"The Hermit" said with a slight smile.
Although the Northern Continent was thoroughly ravaged, no one purged the elves and vampires; perhaps this was part of their strategic value.
"The Solomon Empire is planning to go to war with the Southern Continent."
Goshinam looked at the hermit, not understanding his meaning. Since he had not perished, why did he not just show himself?
If the Solomon dynasty wins, the Hermit will be eliminated in the subsequent power reshuffle, leaving him as a solitary god, possibly even disliked by the two lone wolves, the Primordial Witch Chik and the Demon King Fabti.
"Go ahead and fight."
"Everything is a choice made by civilization."
"Conflict is also a source of progress for civilization."
The hermit said nonchalantly.
Goshinam looked at the hermit who seemed determined to live a secluded life. She wanted to say something, but she stopped herself. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the hermit's outstretched hand, and her lips moved slightly as she swallowed softly.
"The 'All-Seeing Eye' trait?"
Goshinam's breathing became rapid. Even though he had long guessed that the hermit would benefit and would definitely keep a share for himself, it was impossible not to be excited when he actually saw it.
"I am the true God of the second path of knowledge."
So I have no choice but to give it to you.
The hermit used the power of the Perfect One to shape the All-Knowing Eye into a sugar pill, and then flicked it gently toward Goshinam.
Gochnam smiled and, without any hesitation, directly consumed the Sequence 1 feature of the adjacent pathway.
As for the promotion ceremony?
The gods who lived through the Second Age don't care.
No intense madness occurred. The hermit clapped his hands, and knowledge flowed to each person. The activated knowledge rushed into Gochnam's mind, helping Gochnam digest this omniscient eye characteristic.
This is cheating, but what can you do when the elf happens to have the opportunity?
Not long after, Goshinam completed her promotion, and a bronze-colored all-knowing eye appeared beside her.
The hermit admitted that He first dealt with the god of knowledge and wisdom because He was afraid that if He made a mistake, the White Tower would use its omniscient authority to know His past and future.
For this reason alone, we should kill Heraborg first, even though the old dragon may not be completely dead.
"And what about the Omniscient Eye trait?"
The storm path led to Gohchinam speaking directly, revealing his personality.
That's just how she is; she doesn't engage in any of those insincere formalities.
"Here, digest it slowly, no need to rush."
The hermit took out a second and a third copy of the Omniscient Eye property.
He had almost finished studying the Sequence 1 characteristics of the White Tower. He would keep the uniqueness for himself, but it wouldn't matter if he gave all three Sequence 1 characteristics to the Elf Queen. The Hermit couldn't keep them all to himself.
I take back my past assessment of you.
"It's good to be a little extravagant."
The hermit readily produced three copies of Sequence 1, and Goshinam suddenly felt that the education of Chael's era still had some merit.
Of course, if the hermit were given to someone other than an elf, Goshinam would definitely complain.
"I don't need it for the time being."
"If I need it, I will take it back without hesitation."
The Hermit plans to switch to a different White Tower, which will make things easier and prevent the Elves from being doomed if the Hermit dies.
"I can't guarantee I'll listen to you then."
Goshinam glanced at the two Sequence 1 properties that she hadn't yet received, and smiled frankly.
"That's something I need to consider."
If it were the sun or a storm, perhaps Gochnam's pride, egotistical nature, and domineering attitude would be affected.
But the White Tower is relatively better, and the hermit at least understands human nature, which means the other party is Goshinam.
"The White Tower's ascension ritual requires the user to be in a state of 'understanding everything, yet knowing nothing' when consuming the potion."
That is, it is simultaneously in a superposition state of "omniscience" and "ignorance".
The Tower of Truth ascends layer by layer, reaching the depths of the starry sky, but it also harbors the risk of collapsing at any moment. After all, in this mysterious world, the so-called truth itself is inherently unstable.