Chapter 1264 Chain of Friendship
Benevolent Lords from all over the world are now gathered in the fourth circle of Holy Spring City.
Their mounts and followers were left outside, and only the real body quietly arrived at Aimaer Nur's residence through the lifting platform inside the waterfall.
The Parthians imitated the Eternal Theocracy's Fourth Ring, Holy Spring City, in every detail. Whether in structure, function, or even name, it was built in imitation of the Eternal Theocracy's Twenty-Second Ring.
Aymar Nur, the "Forgiving One," the last and only Grand Vizier of the Parthian Empire, now exiled himself, like the Eternal Pope, atop a tower towering above all others, like a god detached from the mortal realm. Normally, no one could easily see him... much like the Pope of the Theocracy, he relied entirely on heralds to convey his wishes.
But from another perspective, the Fourth Ring is significantly different from the Theocracy...that is the level of luxury.
As the former capital of the ancient Parthian Empire and the gathering place of all wealth, the luxury of the Fourth Ring is enough to easily surpass anywhere in the world - this is not even the wealth accumulated since the birth of mankind, but includes the wealth taken away by the Winged and Scaled Ones after the collapse of the Tower of Babel.
The 22nd ring of the Theocracy basically only has a bed and a small room.
However, in the fourth circle of Holy Spring City there is a palace actually made of crystal.
Everyone here has only one purpose, one mission, and one goal, which is to serve Aimaer Nur and try their best to meet all of Aimaer Nur's needs while keeping him here as little as possible.
Even the pavement here is paved with gold, each brick intricately carved with patterns. A master goldsmith could spend five years carving just one brick. This is the embodiment of the artisans' heart and soul, generations contributing to the hollow prosperity of the Fourth Ring.
And that magnificent palace didn't even use earthly materials. That luminous white crystal was the same material the Atlanteans used to build their underwater palaces. There wasn't much of it anywhere in the world, but Rest was the largest reserve—and now, it was all being used to build Aymar Nur's palace.
If a Star Crystal person came here, they would find that this palace was almost identical to their home in the seabed. There was only one difference - the original carving of "King of the Scaled Ones" was replaced with the image of Yuan Tiansi.
The King of the Scaly Ones is a long feathered serpent.
As the noble god of the sea, his body is beautiful and elegant - his slender snake tail is fronted by fair skin with eight abdominal muscles, his body is covered with scales the color of coral, his eyes are tightly closed, and his long platinum hair spreads in the water, making him look extremely gorgeous.
Every scale on its beautiful body resembled the most exquisite gemstone, the dragon horns on its head formed a crown, and the feathers on its back resembled shattered glass. If anyone could approach the seabed, they would discover that simply by changing their distance and angle from the palace, the scaly king on the palace's outer walls would appear to move.
The same technology was replicated and used to build the palace of the Good Lord - judging from the level of craftsmen alone, Parthia is worthy of the title of ancient country.
However, Dayuan's appearance is far less gorgeous and noble than that of Neptune.
It was a gigantic, hideous sea monster, resembling some giant squid. Its strong, powerful tentacles clung to the building's exterior, entwining every pillar as if parasitized.
The most notable feature of Yuan Tiansi is that he does not have a "head" in the traditional sense.
Where his head should have been, it exploded, bursting apart in all directions. The ripping flesh connected with each other, forming a ragged prison of flesh. Trapped within it was a pitch-black figure.
This little black man is pure black, and his outline cannot be seen at all... He is always changing, like a phantom.
He held the prison tightly with both hands, as if he was trapped inside, or as if he was driving the joystick.
This crystal palace, a heavenly sight, was entwined in a vast, crystal-carved abyss. Even with a slight shift of perspective, the tentacles seemed to move; and the tiny black figure in the cell at the very top of the palace would change shape with distance and perspective.
This is the ritual site originally intended to be used to summon Yuan Tiansi.
At this moment, an old man with a kind face was standing in the middle of the room.
He wore a white turban with a string of jewels on it, and a loose, golden-blue robe that looked a bit like a bathrobe from a spa. He had an extremely shaggy white beard that fell to his chest. Jewel chains hung from his shoulders, just like the long shoulder straps worn by the clergy of the Theocracy.
This chain was made of a series of diamond-shaped gems, alternating between light blue and light gold, and was the same thing that was wrapped around the turban on her head.
This is Aymar Noor.
He looked like one of the greatest white wizards, or a white-robed wizard from Middle-earth.
In contrast to his kind face and demeanor, his slightly narrowed pupils were completely dim yellow vertical pupils. Just trying to look at them would make one feel uncontrollable fear - those were the eyes of a dragon.
Aymar Nur looked around and said in his surprisingly resonant voice, "We all know that this Pope, Gray, was only a saint just six months ago. Furthermore, she wasn't chosen as Pope because of her own talent..."
"We all know that 'Hope Aiwas' was able to become Pope due to the conflicting positions of the Cardinals and the Saint. It was precisely because Gray lacked the ability to convince the public that the Cardinals became so stubborn and ambitious. And according to the prophecies, at least when she ran for Pope, Gray was far from reaching the pinnacle of dedication.
"In other words, even if she wore the Supreme Holy Crown, she wouldn't be able to reach the sixth energy level like the previous Eternal Pope. Brothers and sisters, we all know... the Supreme Holy Crown isn't as powerful as the rumors spread. It does have the power to allow people to transcend energy levels, but the prerequisite is that the user must have reached the end of the path. Otherwise, it can only enhance the resonance of the path a little bit - this is also the test left by Zhu Tiansi."
At this point, Aymar Nur gently stroked the jeweled shoulder strap on her shoulder and said, "Compared to this... this is the real treasure."
"——[Chain of Friendship]."
Aimar Nur said slowly and seriously, "As a token of trust created by the Winged King and the Scaled King, this is the true artifact.
"Now, the King of the Scaled Ones has become the Abyssal Celestial, and the King of the Winged Ones has become the Fallen Celestial. As an ancient jewel that houses the power of both the Winged and Scaled Ones, its power is bound to far surpass that of the Holy Crown.
"As the national treasure of Anxi, I come today to show you its power and to strengthen your confidence in victory."
Amid the amazement of the surrounding benevolent leaders, Aymar Nur demonstrated this power in public—
As the magic power of the Path of Transcendence and the Path of Dusk were injected respectively, it spontaneously floated up, forming a sun-like ring and placed at the back of the head.
The golden jewels echoed with a divine glow, while the blue jewels reflected the ripples of water.
The immense, pure power surged with such force that it was almost impossible to look directly at it. Behind Aymar Nur, a brilliant rainbow-like light shone, making him appear even more divine than the incarnation of the true God, making one unable to resist the urge to kneel down and worship him!
"It has two functions, granted divine power by the King of Winged Ones and the King of Scaled Ones respectively.
"One is called the 'Faith Barrier,' and it harnesses the power of the user's mind to gain physical strength. As long as one's heart remains steadfast and pure, unperturbed, a barrier of light will spontaneously form, blocking all physical attacks. While this barrier remains in place, even a full-strength attack from a Heavenly Master cannot kill me. All destructive forces will be transformed into disturbances of the mind... Even a Pillar God would only be able to drive me mad before killing me."
"--Yes, each generation of Aymar Nur resides in the Fourth Circle for a long time, staying away from people and avoiding all unnecessary social interactions, all in order to maintain a pure state of mind when using this artifact."
Aimaer Nur's expression was solemn and his eyes were clear and peaceful.
He glanced around and continued, "The second is called 'Heart of Heresy.' As the legacy of the Scaled King, it itself belongs to the ranks of forbidden spells, capable of transforming tangible forces into intangible ones... Whether it's damage resisted by the 'Barrier of Faith,' damage evaded by preservation spells, barriers, or any form of sacrifice, it can all be transformed into pure mana.
"This efficiency gained through sacrifice far surpasses that achieved through witchcraft. When the Abyss descends, its waves will destroy all mortal life anyway... Therefore, before that time, I will completely sacrifice the entire Holy Spring City.
"The mana it generates is enough to power a godslayer ritual. I've been preparing this ritual for a long time. It requires at least ten powerful ritualists and an almost impossible amount of mana to complete. Its power is enough to sink a continent—replicating the blow that ended Atlantis civilization.
"And the reason I told you this is because I didn't want you to panic and end the ceremony due to lack of mana.
"Ritual spells require wizards to maintain them, and the best wizards are you. This means we already possess a strong barrier strong enough to resist the power of the Abyss, as well as an infinite amount of mana.
"That young pope hasn't even mastered the power of the sixth level yet, but we already have it. Her artifact won't help her deal with Yan Tiansi, but ours can cleverly target Dayuan's two main characteristics: her nearly invincible destructive power and her exuberant vitality. According to intelligence, she went to the Dwarf Mountains alone without any reliable helpers, but I have you.
"She can use high-level divine arts to pray for the power of the Pillar God, and we also have the help of the Red of Disaster—"
"—Red of Disaster?"
Upon hearing this, the "Brave" Ismail finally couldn't help but speak, "Isn't that the new Pillar God of the Path of War? He must be the supporter behind the Red Hand Party."
"No, what He wants is war. A greater war, a more sacred war—after all, He hasn't completely defeated the Silver Crown Dragon yet. Just like the Silver Crown Dragon didn't completely defeat the High Heavens back then."
Aymar Nur shook his head. "Compared to 'the war of slaves defeating their benevolent masters,' 'the war of mortals defeating gods' is undoubtedly more to His liking. I have already contacted the Red of Calamity, and He has promised to provide us with His blessings when the time comes."
"...So what are we missing?"
Another benevolent master asked in confusion, "Why are we gathered here?"
Upon hearing this, the "brave" Ismail's heart skipped a beat.
He vaguely realized something.
As expected——
Aymar Nur said solemnly, "Because we still have an enemy we must defeat—Aivaz. Aiwass Moriarty, Aiwass of Hope, the benevolent lord of Rock Cellar and Paradise City."
"You're not even afraid of Dayuan, but you're afraid of a brat who hasn't been weaned yet?"
A strong, dark-skinned benevolent leader sneered, "Why, are you afraid of his moral condemnation?"
The other good masters also laughed.
But only Mahidfram and Ismail did not laugh - they had just witnessed Aiwas's powerful strength not long ago.
Although it is unknown which is stronger, that power or the artifact held by Aymar Nur, it is undoubtedly a divine power that can end all wars.
"He who lives forever and longs for death will always be the king of kings."
Aymar Noor murmured a resting proverb.
It means that if a person has everything and is willing, even eager, to give it all away, then his will is unstoppable.
But few people know that...this sentence is also a prophecy for the people of Sabbath.
"He is the King of Kings, the prophesied savior. He is here to destroy us."
Aymar Nur, the "Forgiving One," spoke slowly, "Destroying Anxi's history, destroying Anxi's future—we must seize this unprecedented opportunity to truly seize our own power and freedom, and free ourselves from the fate of being bound by the abyss. Only in this way can we truly become our own masters, masters of this desert, of this land."
"Only in this way can Parthia be truly revived—I will become the new King of Parthia, and you will all be my viziers! The ancient kingdom will come into being now and flourish in the future. Only in this way can fate be broken!
"He wanted to destroy slavery, and that meant destroying our common future. But, alas..."
Aymar Nur looked around and said word by word, "There is a traitor among us."
Ismail was shocked.
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(End of this chapter)
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