Chapter 1265: Turning Stone into Gold

The "brave" Ismail felt like his heart was about to jump out.

……traitor?

Isn't that yourself?

There was even a moment when Ismail felt extremely absurd and wondered if Aiwass had betrayed him... But he soon came to his senses and wondered if he had been spied on.

Fortunately, Ismail was very courageous.

When he was still a mortal, still a child, he could kill a lion with his bare hands - this was not something that could be done with just strength, but also required sufficient calmness. Therefore, he did not show any panic, but just frowned and looked at each other with the other good masters.

There were twelve benefactors in the room, sitting in a circle around a round table. Their expressions varied, but the room was completely silent.

——People did not talk about it.

After all, these benevolent leaders did not really believe what Aimaer Nur said.

But the Forgiver Aymar Nur just looked at them all calmly and slowly said, "Brothers and sisters, we have gathered here to escape from the eternal slavery of the Abyss.

"But not everyone thinks this way. Just as not everyone is born the same size, and not everyone has pure blood flowing in their bodies—"

When Aimaer Nur said this, he suddenly turned around and looked at a kind-hearted person beside him.

That was the closest benefactor to him, an old man with white hair and beard. Only he avoided Aimar Nur's gaze when he looked at him.

"The Forgiver..."

The old master spoke slowly.

And Aymar Nur looked at the other person.

Without waiting for the other person to finish speaking, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the other person's shoulder!

"Hmm?!"

The old man couldn't dodge in time, and a dim yellow light appeared in the bottom of his pupils. The glow of the preservation technique barely enveloped him.

At the same time, a dim yellow flame burst out from the palm of his hand, engulfing both of them!

The other benefactors were suddenly shocked and stood up.

Some benefactors immediately cast defensive rituals on themselves, while others opted for preservation. Instantly, the magical power of the Transcendent Path and the Dusk Path filled the narrow room, even causing the walls to sprout snake scales and the golden floor to show signs of petrification.

——These two are both sixth-level extraordinary beings!

As both of them were transcendent beings of the sixth energy level, wouldn't this fight be earth-shattering?!

And still sitting calmly on the chairs were the only three good masters.

One of them was Ismail the Brave.

What surprised everyone was...

It was obvious that both sides were transcendent beings at the sixth energy level, and there was no path suppression - even the Forgiver's Twilight Path was only at the fifth energy level, and theoretically he would be suppressed by one energy level in turn... However, the battle was decided in an instant.

Just five or six seconds later, the dim flames slowly shrank and returned to the body of "The Forgiver" Aimaer Nur.

Aimar Nur's eyes were dim, his expression unwavering. The old benefactor, however, had completely lost his life. He maintained the gesture of raising his hand to touch the "Forgiver," but he had already transformed into a golden skeleton!

This may also be due to Aimaer Nur's sneak attack.

But even if you take sneak attacks into account, it was almost impossible in the past to defeat a transcendent of the same path and power level in just a split second!

Regardless, this was a sixth-level transcendent. A few months ago, he could have single-handedly defeated an entire kingdom.

A powerful being of this level had his preservation technique's protection pierced through, melting silently...

This didn't give people a sense of reality at all. It was as if Aymar Nur had simply killed a mortal instead of a transcendent of the same level.

——This makes people feel cold.

If Aymar Nur could kill him so easily, did that mean he could also kill himself?

They are both at the sixth energy level, so why is the other party's ability completely ineffective?

Under the worried, suspicious, fearful and serious gazes of the other benefactors, Aimaer Nur calmly broke off the golden skull's hand.

Just like peeling a pomegranate, he peeled off each finger bone and scattered them in front of the other benevolent masters like chess pieces.

It was not until this moment that Ismail suddenly discovered that the golden glow was not the magical light left over from the Dusk Path.

——That’s real gold!

I don’t know why or how he did it...Aimaer Nur actually transformed a living person into a skeleton made of pure gold!

Is this the gold refining that alchemy originally pursued?

"—Babak the Lawgiver."

The Good Lord of Holy Spring City slowly spoke, declaring the crime of the old Good Lord he had killed: "A weak and despicable slave sympathizer!

"The foundation of our rule, the consensus that took the Parthians thousands of years to build, was destroyed by people like them!

"It was because these people took the initiative to retreat that those slaves were given room to survive; they were able to stand up instead of kneeling on the ground. Once they stood up, they wanted the right to walk; once they started walking, they wanted to run. They wanted more and more, never satisfied... And all this was because these slave sympathizers retreated for their own good reputation and for meaningless pity!

"—He funded at least six resistance groups, including the Red Hand, who were at the gates of the city. Without these people's funding, where would these resistance groups get water and food?

"We've bound ourselves here for eternity, selling ourselves and our descendants to the abyss! We've sacrificed our consciences and morals to 'error' in exchange for this water! And he's giving this precious water to the scum who want to destroy everything!"

Ismail secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Aymar Nur scolding the legislator Babak.

Fortunately... I got through it.

It was precisely because he had remained calm and not panicked at all that he did not arouse suspicion.

Ismail even speculated that Aymar Nur was the legislator Babak who was deliberately invited.

These things cannot be found out in a day or two.

Babak is just an excuse, a chicken to be slaughtered, whose purpose is to discipline and intimidate these good masters.

Just like the proverb in the beginning of time: "Kill the chicken to scare the monkey."

After all, the Benevolent Lords were also the masters of an oasis city-state, their status equal to, or even exceeding, that of a king of a small nation. They were all Benevolent Lords, and all at the sixth level. How could they so easily obey Aymar Nur's commands and orders?

Why was he allowed to be the King of Parthia while they could only be "viziers"?

Apparently, Aymar Nur needed a target to demonstrate his power. This was how these benevolent lords would come to his aid. Ismail was well aware of this principle—after all, he had done the same thing himself.

...But this news must be passed on to Aiwas as soon as possible, Ismail thought.

This terrifying spell can ignore the preservation technique and instantly kill a sixth-level transcendent. It can even turn a living person into gold, making it impossible to resurrect or heal them.

Although Aiwass is powerful enough to use the power of the Pillar God...if he is not careful, he might be tricked.

Just as Ismail had guessed, the purpose of this small meeting was to unite the other good leaders and have them fight against Aiwas together.

And Aymar Nur's plan was even more cruel than Ismail thought.

"Aivas' true identity is a divine entity created by the Huan Tiansi, equivalent to the incarnation of the Tiansi. And according to my consultation with professionals, while Aiwass is not a transcendent of the fifth level of the Dusk Path, he has an unusual affinity with the Great Abyss, making him a unique vehicle for summoning the Great Abyss."

"…professionals?"

The beautiful Mahidevran hesitated a little: "Is this professional...reliable?"

"nature."

Aymar Nur spoke slowly: "He is the apostle of Huantiansi, the grandfather and creator of Aiwas.

"Huantiansi wishes to reclaim his fragments, while the brothers and sisters aspire to eliminate their common enemy. At the same time, we all need to choose the most suitable sacrifice for our beloved Dayuan... and so we reached a collaboration.

"And Aiwass, who lacks the adaptability to the Dusk Path, is the perfect vessel. This will cause the Great Abyss to fall into unprecedented weakness.

"Everyone, I have truly prepared everything I can. I have done my best to weaken the enemy, strengthen myself as much as I can, and eliminate all instability and coincidences... All of this is to make Aiwass a living sacrifice in tomorrow's ceremony. I hope you will not disappoint me."

Having said that, Aimaer Nur looked around again.

He revealed his plan: "When the time comes, we will hold the Tail Ring Ceremony as usual. Together, we will offer the most lavish tribute to the Abyss before the slaughter with the most generous ceremony.

"But during the final sacrifice, we will act together and change the ritual's target to Aiwass. We won't kill him, but rather use the power of the ritual to sacrifice him directly. His own magic power is also included in the ritual, which is equivalent to voluntarily accepting the sacrifice.

"Whatever cards he has, whatever powers he possesses, they have nothing to do with us. We will not engage in battle with him... and to do so requires absolute secrecy... and obedience.

"—I hope Babak's death can become the key and bridge for our communication. My dear brothers and sisters."

I'm a little sleepy, so I'm going to sleep first. I'll write the second chapter when I wake up...

(End of this chapter)