franphil Chapter 251 The Pure Light Brotherhood
Chapter 251 The Pure Light Brotherhood
Chapter 251 The Pure Light Brotherhood
It's like challenging the Black Emperor in the Black Emperor's kingdom, or fighting to the death with Death in the underworld.
When the hermit went mad, even the other gods couldn't sit still.
Mysterious sun and lightning storms invaded the spirit world together.
Both the Eternal Sun and the Lord of Storms couldn't resist reaching out to pull the Dragon of Wisdom from afar.
If Herabergen is seriously injured, then the Fallen God and the Black Emperor will join forces with the Hermit, and this old dragon might be devoured by these groups.
Neither the Eternal Sun nor the Lord of Storms could quite accept this.
The attacks from the two Sequence 0s did not shake the Hermit's resolve. A red light swept across, creating a strong ripple in the spirit world. The Hermit stepped directly in front of the Dragon of Wisdom, holding a red illusory scepter, half of his robe stained red, and unleashed a slash at it.
The old dragon was wounded and retreated in a panic. With the help of his two "old buddies", he withdrew from the spirit world and returned to the real world.
The Hermit did not give chase. He turned his head and glanced in the direction where the Knowledge Emperor's characteristics had disappeared. He had been delayed for some time and no one knew where he had gone under the influence of the Wisdom Dragon.
He could have abandoned his attack on the Wisdom Dragon and turned to retrieve the Knowledge Emperor trait, but he couldn't control himself... His desire to follow his own will directly outweighed his craving for extraordinary traits.
You think throwing him a bone will make him give up? He's missing that extraordinary quality.
Ultimately, it's just an extraordinary feature. It would be truly unpleasant and frustrating not to try out the new authority.
At this moment, gazes were cast from outside the spirit realm.
The Hermit snorted coldly, and the gazes of those below the level of True God, including the King of Angels, were shattered by the dazzling red light.
Above the spirit realm, the other six beams of pure light cast illusory humanoid projections, which looked like six old men wearing robes of different colors.
The other six Pure Lights looked at the hermit's red-stained robe and the illusory scepter in his hand with expressions of worry, vigilance, or indifference.
Yes, even the authority of gods can be stolen, let alone the Seven Lights of the Spirit Realm, which, although special, are still somewhat different from gods.
The authority of the Light of the Spirit Realm may seem like a mere icing on the cake to other Sequence 0s, but the hermit before them seems to be a deity who can perfectly wield this authority of the Spirit Realm.
What to do... I can't beat them at all... even six of them combined...
The six beams of pure light fell silent in unison, sensing the thorny nature of the situation.
The hermit ignored them, waved his arm as if he were patting his sleeve, and a phantom old man in a bright red robe with an unreal face appeared in the spirit world.
This is none other than "Red Light" Al Moria.
He shared a name with Xia Er, and their honorific titles were also somewhat similar. When he was replaced, he was basically unable to put up any effective resistance. Some of his authority and symbols were stolen, staining the hermit's white robes red, and some of his essence was suppressed, turning into the hermit's illusory scepter.
Now... in occultism, the hermit is the one who is the "red light".
"You, in human form, will go to the Solomon Empire and advance the development of knowledge."
"I will temporarily assume the authority and symbolism of the red light until I wish to change it."
Before "Red Light" El Moria could even react, "The Hermit" made an arrangement.
El Moria frowned instinctively, but after a flash of red light, he still bowed in respect.
As a red light symbolizing authority and will, when authority changes hands and the other party's will is overwhelmingly strong, it seems like a good choice to temporarily submit according to one's nature. Moreover, it seems interesting that one's consciousness descends into the real world to teach humanity.
"As for you... I believe that appropriate communication is a stepping stone to the development of civilization."
The Hermit glanced at the other six lights, then his figure gradually faded. In the "sky" of the spirit world, a much thicker red light completely obscured the brilliance of the other six lights.
The Hermit, as an informational life form, is like a fish, temporarily dwelling in a river called "Red Light." The existence of this fish connects to the vast ocean, expanding the width and depth of the "Red Light" river.
The illusory El Moria glanced at the thicker, larger, and stronger "red light," and inexplicably puffed out his chest with pride. Without saying much, he directly "descended" to the White Emperor's court to report for duty.
The other six women felt that the current situation was a bit bad, like an old man had moved into their house. Not only did they have to serve him well, but they also had to worry about their chastity at all times. After all, this old man seemed a bit crazy, and if they dared to resist, they might get a beating.
You can't just watch him do whatever he wants in the spirit world, can you?
The elders, transformed from the "Six Paths of Pure Light," looked expectantly at the many deities who were watching over them.
Once those gazes confirmed that this 'ancient god' seemed to be following some instinct, temporarily dwelling in the red light and showing no intention of emerging, they all withdrew their gazes.
Unless absolutely necessary, they don't want to provoke the "hermit" who has a bit of a "storm," as there's not much benefit in it.
The fact that the other gods didn't want to get involved left the Pure Light beings somewhat bewildered.
Their status is actually that of "angels," at most a special kind, not reaching the scope of Sequence 0.
In the past, it was naturally the eternal light of the spirit world.
But now, it seems like someone has actually come along who can replace them.
The Seven Lights are eternal, but that doesn't mean they can't be renamed. Even the will of the past can be shattered (like a certain demon of knowledge).
Let alone the seven lights?
Seven Lights is just immortal, not incapable of going crazy. In this mysterious world, anything can go mad as long as it has consciousness.
"Should we go to the real world too?"
"Green Light" Serapis, who sports an artist's hairstyle, suggested.
Since you have to serve people anyway, why not serve the White Emperor, who is more emotionally stable in the real world?
As for the Hermit, if he wants to test the authority of the other six lights, he will be beaten and then his authority will be stolen after being suppressed if he resists. He might as well lie down and let the other party study him. After all, the Hermit's instinct is only to study. Even if he eats the White Tower, he will never actually eat the seven lights.
"I'll go too."
The first to agree was "Huang Guang" Venitan, whose traits are rationality and adaptability. He also felt that it was a good thing to go out and avoid the limelight for a while. The Hermit wasn't always crazy, and it wasn't shameful for him to go out and avoid the limelight when he was in a bad state.
"Then let's go. There are seven of us brothers. When we go to the real world, we'll all be together."
"Moreover, we used to have to be careful about some unspoken rules when we wanted to intervene in the real world, and we couldn't make too much of a fuss. But now we can't be blamed; we've been expelled into the real world."
The most outgoing and cheerful "Orange Light" Hilary laughed.