Chapter 877: Horus and the Primordial

Two...fifth energy levels? ?

Drifter suddenly held his breath.

His thoughts froze for a moment, and a strong sense of crisis burst out from his heart the moment he realized this.

——Why is the energy level of this team getting higher and higher!

He had never heard of any archaeological remains that could alarm a fifth-level transcendent...

The wanderer was filled with regret at this moment.

There was no way he could run away now, he had already taken the deposit...or rather, he had already spent all the deposit today, even the change. At this point, even if he wanted to return the deposit and run away, he couldn't.

...Forget it, who cares! I'll just die, who can't die?

It doesn't matter if I die early or late. At least I have enjoyed all the happiness I should have, and there is not a penny left in my pocket. I will not regret it even if I die!

Rurouni took a cruel breath and forced himself to calm down.

When he calmed down, he immediately realized another thing -

This white-haired woman...why isn't she breathing?

His perception was so sharp that he could hear breathing sounds from over a hundred meters away. It couldn't be that he couldn't sense it... it was that the other person wasn't breathing.

Listening carefully, she didn't even have a heartbeat!

No wonder she looked lifeless, like a puppet... Could she be a ghost? A fifth-level ghost?

This is also the shortcoming of the "Survival Expert" class. They can only judge the threat level of the opponent, such as "stronger than," "weaker than," or "not much different." They cannot accurately determine the opponent's power level or path, nor do they know whether the opponent is alive or a phantom.

Fortunately, because he is at the fourth energy level, those who are "stronger than him" have a comprehensive strength of the fifth energy level; those who are "about the same as him" can only be at the fourth energy level, and those who are weaker than him do not need to be paid attention to.

"...Yes, Your Excellency."

He quickly calculated the other party's strength in his mind, but in fact, Rurouni bowed his head to Aiwass with great humility: "I am 'Rurouni', a fourth-level survival expert."

——Although he is indeed not afraid of death, who would want to die if they can live a good life?

Not to mention, he is an [Adapter].

There is nothing shameful in flattering a Level 5 healer. After all, if something happens to you, you will still have to rely on him to heal you.

Thinking of this, Rurouni unconsciously became excited.

He had received treatment... but the highest level of treatment he had received was from a second-level priest.

——He has never experienced how powerful the fifth-level healing magic is!

Not to mention him...all the mercenaries that Ronin knew had never received even the fourth level of treatment.

Could it be that, just like the legend says, as long as there's still a breath left, he can be saved...

"You all seem to have code names?"

Aiwass asked with interest, "Is it to prevent the curse?"

"……yes."

The wanderer nodded and replied obediently: "Of course, if you want to know my real name, you can..."

After all, if a big shot at the fifth level wants to deal with him, he doesn't need his real name.

The fourth energy level and the fifth energy level seem to be only one energy level apart, but the gap is like a chasm.

Next door in Avalon, the Arbitration Hall alone housed over a hundred idle Level 4 arbitrators. Over a hundred years had passed, and who knew how many generations of arbitrators had been replaced... but the only one who had truly risen to Level 5 was Grand Arbitrator Meg.

The Grand Justice was a Law Master, the Grand Guardian was an Aerial Cavalryman, and the Grand Judge was a successor. This was sufficient proof that even if one controlled all of a nation's fourth-level transcendents, they wouldn't necessarily be able to cultivate a fifth-level from within. Even with the full might of a human nation, it would be impossible to forcibly create a fifth-level transcendent.

"That's not necessary."

Aiwass just smiled and said, "Then I'll give it a code name too. Otherwise, if everyone calls each other by code names and I just use my name...it sounds weird.

"——Please call me the Pope."

This extremely bold code name made Rurouni's heart skip a beat.

As expected of a fifth-level transcendent, this ambition is so great that even people dare not think about it...

...But a fifth-level devotee should be a cardinal. As a candidate for the Pope, there's nothing wrong with that...

The current Pope of the Theocracy is, after all, a human being. He won't be Pope for long, and his reign will likely end soon. Then, it will be time to re-elect the Pope.

Maybe by then, Mr. "Pope" will become the real "Pope"!

Although generally speaking it should be a saint who will succeed... but since there is now a precedent of a human being succeeding the Pope, it is not impossible for there to be changes in the future!

As for Mr. Pope's overly youthful appearance, the wanderer paid no attention to it. Priests who mastered the art of fire worship were nearly eternally youthful, so he wouldn't be surprised if he looked younger than thirteen or fourteen, let alone ten or twenty.

At this time, Cardinal Galatea also spoke, his voice as cold as ice: "You can call me [Puppet]."

"Then everyone, please call me... well, just call me Sine."

The great wizard with his nose in the air also said this.

The Drifter glanced at him.

He still remembered clearly that when the old mage, whose name had at least ten syllables, first joined the team, he pointed fingers at them. He hadn't thought about the specific words, but the gist was that they were all idiots.

——It’s ridiculous. Would a truly smart person call others stupid every day?

In the eyes of the wanderer, the path of wisdom is the path that only fools pursue!

How many truly intelligent people would be so obsessed with pursuing higher wisdom? I'm afraid wisdom is just a tool to achieve their goals for them!

However, in front of the fifth-level priest, the great wizard appeared so respectful and polite that he even had the idea of ​​giving himself a code name.

"...Well," Professor Budd hesitated, "Do I need it?"

"No need, teacher."

Aiwass smiled and said, "Why don't you just let them call you professor? You are a professor anyway."

...Can a fifth-level clergyman be called "teacher"?

When they heard what Aiwass said, everyone's heart suddenly jumped.

The kitten took a quick look at Professor Budd and suddenly said, "Have I seen you before?"

"Oh... yes."

Professor Bud nodded and said cheerfully, "We met five years ago. At that time, you were still at the third energy level, working as an 'assassin'."

Professor Bud seemed to feel very lucky to see his former teammate who had gone into the ruins with him and came out alive.

"Let me continue to introduce you..."

Temporarily giving himself the codename "Sine," the Grand Master said respectfully, "This is 'Encyclopedia', a dream-wandering monk, a Horus."

The white-robed man with brown skin, thick eyebrows and black eyes nodded.

He stood up, crossed his hands and touched his shoulders, then bowed slightly and said, "Aton bless you."

Aiwass looked at "Encyclopedia" with interest and looked him over.

When Baike was a little timid, Aiwass nodded slightly: "Xitiansi bless you."

The name "Aton" is what the Horus people called Xi Tiansi, and it is said to be Xi Tiansi's real name.

The Horus people differ slightly from humans elsewhere. They do not worship the Ennead directly, but rather the "Three Suns." The third sun is the Aten, also known as the Aten.

Because the Dawn Celestial, as a celestial being on the path of devotion, is a threat to the Candle Celestial, the Horus are not welcomed by the elves or the Theocracy. Some elves even compare the Horus with the dwarves - after all, the real reason the elves hate the dwarves is that they worship the Flame Celestial.

Although Sizhu himself didn't care much about such matters...if he did, he would have simply sent his Eternal Vanguard to crush the other party. Before the Snake Father embarked on the "Final Transcendence", the Path of Dedication itself was the most popular Path among the Heavenly Masters - this was because Sizhu was happy to share the power of the Path with others.

"Quite rare, Horus."

Drifter muttered.

The Horus Empire is an older empire than the Heracle Empire.

Since the dawn of humanity, the Horusians had established their own nation, a nation that existed from the same era as the Taichu and Ancient Parthias. It wasn't until the peak of the Horasan Empire that they, along with the Parthians, defeated the Horusians, each taking a third of their territory, halting the Horusian Empire's endless expansion.

The Horus Empire ultimately unleashed endless desert storms, completely severing its borders from the outside world for five hundred years, thus preserving its remaining territory. It is said that the original Fleur-de-Lys Territory was once part of the Horus Empire. Because the duke who conquered this territory was called the Duke of Iris, he was given the title of Grand Duke of Iris.

The Iris people have a saying... It is said that the curse of the Moon Child spread from the Horus Empire.

Because when the Horus people were defeated, they cast a curse that tore the invaders' countries into pieces, usurped their thrones, dried up the land, drained away their wealth, corrupted their morals, and flowed like rivers of blood.

While it's unclear whether this curse holds true, the Parthian Empire did indeed lose its king. The Horasr Empire was indeed fragmented and morally corrupted, and the fertile lands that the Parthians had seized from the Horus Empire were turned into desert. Today, fearing the Horus curse, both the Parthian Empire and the Iris Kingdom dare not touch the Horus "Empire," a territory even smaller than their own.

Because of this, Horus is rarely seen in the outside world.

But what is even rarer is this person...or rather, this pair.

Rurouni thought and looked at the remaining two people.

He was an ascetic monk wearing ragged sackcloth, with a solemn face and bright eyes. His muscles were so strong that they could hold up the sackcloth.

...and a man with an unfamiliar oriental face and dressed in a gray robe.

He had long black hair and a long, goat-like beard. He exuded a strange, chilling aura, making one feel distinctly cool just by being around him. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, his eyes closed, and he simply nodded at Aiwass.

"This is a warrior monk who protects the temple. His name is 'Mu'. It's just one syllable... Because he took the vow of 'silent Zen' and cannot speak, we all call him that."

The Grand Master introduced: "The other one is a great wizard from the Taichu Empire.

"This wizard's name is Zhu Tang. He usually keeps his eyes closed. He and Mr. Mu came together, crossing the desert from the ancient Parthian Empire. Because of their characteristics, they are called 'unsighted and speechless' by the Parthians."

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