Chapter 985: Extremely Pale Painting

After the Ziggurat flew to Avalon and landed in Eagle Point Village as previously agreed, Aiwass rushed over from Glass Island as soon as possible.

Aiwass stopped by Eagle Point Village to say hello to the friends and elders he had met last year, and told them that the psychic tower would be located nearby.

It seemed like only a year had passed since I last visited Eagle Point, but everyone still remembered Aiwass.

After all, this was a rare big shot in this small village. But even so, the villagers treated Aiwass with neither fear nor flattery—they were just like treating a child from an acquaintance, with a friendly and natural attitude, which made Aiwass feel quite good.

It feels like when you go to college in another city and rarely go back home during the holidays to say hello to your friendly neighbors.

Although this is not Aiwass's home, it gives him the illusion of "going home".

Perhaps because they see the Wild Hunt so often, the residents of Eagle Point are remarkably calm and accepting of the undead. When they heard that the necromancers were about to settle nearby, they felt no fear at all, but rather curiosity. Furthermore, the villagers were delighted to hear that a group of young men and women might be frequenting Eagle Point in the future.

It's rare to meet some people from the mortal world here - although these people from the mortal world don't seem to be very mortal, it's still better than the Wild Hunt visiting.

After talking to the villagers, Aiwass went to visit the Ziggurat.

He still remembers—

The vice-president, whose name sounded like someone who would have to take the second exam if he failed the arts exam, left Aiwass a gift—or rather, a legacy. He said that if he could successfully defeat the Fallen Angels, he could take it.

This actually piqued Aiwas's interest. He had originally only intended to fulfill the agreement, but now it seemed...it might actually be a good thing?

After the old lich drove the ziggurat for a long distance, he sent a message to Aiwass.

At that time, Aiwass asked him curiously what Vice Principal Adolf had left for him, but the old man insisted that Aiwass come and see it himself.

Then come on.

This time, it was no longer Adolf who welcomed Aiwas into the psychic tower.

But it was a guy who looked quite familiar.

"Albert, long time no see."

Aiwass greeted with a smile.

This young necromancer, who has the same name as his father-in-law, has probably inherited the name of the Black Prime Minister judging by his current robes... Although the Spirit Tower has now left Xingtan, he can no longer be called a "Prime Minister".

"Sir, long time no see!"

Albert Lore looked at Aiwass with respect and enthusiasm - he was obviously excited about Aiwass defeating the Fallen Angels.

Compared to most Avalonians who had no clear concept of the Fallen Angels, Albert was one of the few who clearly knew the value of Aiwass.

"Just call me Aiwass," Aiwass corrected the other party's overly humble words. "Mr. Grunewald usually doesn't take care of things, and you will be the master of the Psychic Tower in the future. We are on the same level... Maybe I will need your help in the future."

"Can……"

Albert was a little hesitant.

"Why are you so nervous? Will you still have the authority even if you land in Avalon?"

Aiwass patted him on the shoulder and changed the subject: "What about the girl?"

"……who?"

Albert hesitated.

Because he didn't know whether Aiwass was referring to Aurora or Christina.

"That's the girl you like."

Aiwass said.

"...Aurora?"

Albert blushed, and realized that he seemed to have exploded.

He turned his head slightly, changing the subject and ushering in Aiwass. "She's studying preservation techniques with Master Chongbo. It's rare that the master has noticed her talent... They're heading to the Yongshuang Empire, apparently to help her complete a legacy ritual."

"Quite impressive," Aiwass exclaimed. "You have inherited Mr. Adolf's legacy, and Aurora has inherited Master Chongbo's preservation technique. You are the future of the Ziggurat."

This time Albert was not modest.

He simply replied seriously, "I will continue to carry on this legacy."

Aiwass smiled and nodded.

Albert took Aiwass to the storage room he had visited once before - the "ice storage" where the external time was frozen by the lich's phylactery, thus permanently preserving items. It was here that he himself stored the legacy left to Aiwass by Adolf von Menzel.

Albert cast a certification spell on Aiwass before letting Aiwass in.

As soon as he entered the storage room... Aiwass opened his eyes slightly wide.

——That is a magical painting.

Aiwass has seen many magic paintings.

But those are all magical paintings created by "art masters." In addition to the camera expert Yannis, who tends to be balanced, there is also Isabel, who inherited Yannis's artistic theory.

But the devilish painting before our eyes was created by a "mysterious painter" who leaned towards the path of twilight.

——How can I describe this painting?

It was an extremely pale painting.

It seems to be dyed with all colors, but also faded from all colors.

It was like a pure white canvas, yet whiter than white. If you mix colors, you get the darkest black of night; but if you mix the radiance of the sun, you get the white of day. From this, we can conclude that color is the opposite of light, a trace of the absence of light.

——And this magical painting before my eyes was created using "light" as the pigment.

Aiwass stared at the extremely pale painting and walked slowly forward.

His pupils unconsciously ignited with light, becoming as transparent as glass.

As Aiwass took a step, the white canvas reflected scenes like hallucinations -

A charred figure of a man tied to a cross and burned;

A rose that blooms and then fades;

A munia flying over a branch;

A three-candelabra with two candles, one black on the left and one white on the right;

A swaddling cloth containing a baby;

A snake biting its own tail...

…

It's not just that a painting changes with each step, but rather that every "frame" you approach reveals a completely different simple painting. These paintings, stacked together, seem to narrate life and depict truth.

The further Aiwass moved forward, the more transparent his pupils became.

The golden light seemed to overflow from the bottom of the pupils, with a divine glow.

From the pale white like snow, Aiwass saw the sun that had not yet been born.

When the countless illusions before his eyes dissipated, he just walked in front of the picture, reached out and gently touched the painting.

Naturally, the system didn't display any prompts. It was just a painting, after all... It contained the power of the Twilight Path, but only on a par with the Golden Dawn.

However, Aiwass attached great importance to this painting.

It wasn't because the illusion seemed like some kind of fable or revelation... but because he actually vaguely sensed a hint of divinity from it!

This horrified Aiwass.

...This means that the raw materials used to draw this painting even include Adolf's soul and memory.

Aiwas originally thought that Adolf would ascend to the dream world - with his achievements and abilities, it was a foregone conclusion that he would become an apostle of the Winter Division.

However, Adolf rejected this possibility.

He cut off his own future.

He created this painting with his soul and memories—at the cost of his own utter annihilation. In other words, the pigment of this painting is an "apostle who voluntarily gave everything." Sacrificing everything he has...it was a complete "act of devotion," even more complete than Sister Sasha's.

——An act of dedication will light up the light; pure nothingness will bring darkness.

Even Sister Sasha only offered her hands, feet, eyes and skin!

And he completely gave up everything.

Even the Heng Self, after giving up ten times, still retains the purest self...

But he voluntarily fell into nothingness.

Leaving no way out, even cutting off the possibility of being resurrected... He would rather turn himself into fuel and turn into nothingness, so that Aiwas can rise higher.

But they clearly weren't that familiar... And precisely because of this, the "dedication" in this painting is so intense. It even overwhelms the emptiness, hence the painting's extremely pale appearance.

Aiwass didn't know what other materials were used in the painting... but he vaguely sensed the triple miraculous power of "love and nothingness," "beauty and dusk," and "dedication and transcendence." If Adolf provided nothingness, beauty, devotion, and dusk... then he must have also drawn the power of "love" and "transcendence" from somewhere else.

——Did he make red phase into material?

This thought popped up in Aiwas' mind.

Although Aiwass also did not know how to use this painting, there was no doubt that the contradictory divinity it contained was enough to allow Aiwass to ascend to the celestial realm, or even to a higher realm.

"...Let's just leave this painting here."

Aiwass took a half step back and whispered to Albert, "Be sure to keep it well."

If there is one place in the material world that is the safest, it is probably the storage room of the Psychic Tower.

The painting was so precious that Aiwass didn't dare take it away from here.

He had a very clear premonition.

If I ever need to use this painting...

That might be when Aiwass plans to fight against Huan Tiansi or against Doomsday.

(End of this chapter)