Chapter 662 The Arrival of the Pillar God
As soon as "Evans" said this, the ceremony room suddenly fell into silence.
All the cardinals looked at each other, but no one chose to speak immediately.
However, some cardinals still closed their eyes.
As the path crystals on their bodies lit up, when the cardinals opened their eyes again, an increasingly intense and mysterious atmosphere filled the ceremony room.
"——As you invited, Kunpeng. Here I come."
Cardinal Cyril's expression suddenly changed and became cold.
He opened his eyes, and his pupils turned into a strange amethyst color. There were also snake-like fiery pupils, standing in the center of the amethyst, burning brightly.
"How long has it been since we've gotten together like this?"
A girl with pure white hair and a temperament as cold as snow spoke with a smile.
Previously, she had a cold and silent demeanor, looking as still as a lifeless sculpture. Her long hair, as if cut by a knife, gave off a silent, sharp feeling.
Now, her pupils had turned into a mirror-like luster, but her temperament had become more lively.
She clasped her hands together with an innocent smile on her face: "This is a rare opportunity, why don't you let me draw a picture for everyone?"
There was no doubt that it was the Twin Mirror that descended into her body.
At this moment, another lady with long wavy brown hair and a laurel wreath on her head suddenly came over.
Her originally deep blue pupils quietly turned blood red. She grabbed the twin mirror's face, brushed her fingers across her cheek, and pinched her earlobe. She reached out and hugged the twin mirror directly, then without saying a word, lowered her head and kissed her deeply.
——The moment Aiwas saw this scene, he guessed that it should be Hengwo.
But Shuangshengjing didn't resist, but just smiled and hugged Hengwo. After Hengwo raised her head, she tiptoed over and kissed him again. Then she gently rubbed Hengwo's chin and reached out to touch her head: "Good girl, good girl... Long time no see..."
Hengwo unnoticeably put his hand into the hem of Shuangshengjing's clothes and slowly touched the other's back from the waist upwards.
Just as the two goddesses were being intimate, Belisarius, who had just questioned Aiwass, also changed his expression.
He stood up, clenched his fist, and nodded slowly, ignoring the other Pillar Gods as he spoke directly to the point: "Yes, this is a deal I made with the Lord of Scales and Feathers. Now, with the Lord of Scales and Feathers' help, I have become a complete Pillar God. Therefore, I have given the Lord of Scales and Feathers a portion of the narrative about 'power' that is contained within the Path of Authority."
"Of course, I can only decide on the elements within the Path of Authoritarianism. As for the other paths, they have nothing to do with me."
He breathed gently, like taking a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaling white frost. His pupils transformed into the silver-white pupils of a dragon, and his heart, once transparent as crystal, was also coated in a layer of silver frost.
He had been questioning Aiwass before, but now he agreed with what "Aiwass" said.
"Okay, kids... let me say a few words."
At this moment, a gentle motherly whisper sounded.
Fafna's pupils turned into a fiery red.
Not only that - the two curved dragon horns on her head also lit up two flames like candles.
The gloomy temperament around her was swept away, just like a brazier lit in an originally damp and cold room, making the air warm and dry.
A motherly smile played on her lips. She raised her hand and gently smoothed the hair at her temples, pushing it back, which had been covering half of Cardinal Fafner's face. In that instant, Fafner, who had been so gloomy and resembling a villain, now possessed the gentle, bright beauty of a wife and a mother.
The other cardinals who had not yet entered the divine descent state bowed their heads and saluted the descending pillar gods. They especially saluted Cardinal Fafner devoutly, saying, "Praise the God of the Holy Number Three, the noble Thief of Fire..."
And "Valrna" just smiled gently.
She did not rush to speak, but walked across the room, gently stroking the head of each cardinal, hugging them, letting them lean on her arms, and whispering something in their ears.
First came the cardinals who had not entered the state of divine descent, and then came the cardinals who had already entered the state of divine descent - when the candle came over to hug them, the divine descent characteristics on their bodies temporarily disappeared.
These Pillar Gods briefly returned to the Dream World to allow the possessed Cardinals to converse directly with the Candle Master. They returned only after this contact ended. This demonstrates their deep concern and appreciation for their contractors and agents.
When it was the last person, it was Aiwas' turn.
It felt like lying in a warm bathtub, the water completely covering your body. As the water drained out, your body gradually emerged into the air, and the feeling of weightlessness dissipated. And so, Aiwass gradually regained control of his body.
Sizhu used Fafna's body to hug Aiwas tightly.
Although Fafner was a giant dragon, she had transformed into an elf. She was about two meters tall, so Aiwass, who was 1.82 meters tall, was more than a head shorter than her.
The warmth was like being by a fireplace at home. Aiwass felt a strong sense of tranquility... and even smelled a pleasant, sun-kissed scent from Fafner's clothes.
That feeling even made Aiwas hallucinate the word "mother" in his mind.
"You did well, kid."
Si Zhu said softly, “Don’t pay too much attention to them… They have no hostility towards you.
"Aside from Joan and Gray, the Theocracy has only one cardinal who has made a pact with Kunpeng: Loki. And that child hasn't revealed much to others... Therefore, the way to adapt isn't something they know."
Listening to Sizhu's gentle explanation, Aiwass gradually understood:
It turns out that what the Lord of Scales and Feathers said before was not an exaggeration.
In the minds of other cardinals, the path of adaptation is truly considered a "coward's path."
That was why the Lord of Scales and Feathers asked Siegfried that question at that time - and that was also why the Lord of Scales and Feathers wanted to obtain the power of a "warrior" in order to correct the deviation in his path of adaptation.
Because the path of adaptation that people understand today has gradually deviated from the source of "survival".
For example, poison is indeed a means for the weak to defeat the strong. In nature, many animals and plants rely on poison to survive in an environment surrounded by natural enemies.
The ability to sneak and become invisible is like that of a chameleon, which is also to prevent natural enemies from discovering them.
But if these two skills are combined, can the assassin who is good at using poison have a higher survival rate?
Quite the opposite.
Aren't the people assassins challenge always strong ones or dangerous situations?
Similarly, the hunter's skills are also designed to allow them to survive in nature. Talking with and taming wild beasts, as well as controlling bows and guns, machetes, and daggers, are all based on this purpose.
In an era when "beast disasters" are spreading across the world, hunters who can kill these monsters are the guardians of the race.
——Apart from the hunters, who else can fight against the hundreds of descendants of the Beast Master?
But now, with the beasts dead and warriors gone, Hunters have become the primary class recruited—adept at traversing mountains, possessing powerful guerrilla warfare, wild and nightfighting abilities, and adept at using a variety of lightweight ranged weapons and possessing the ability to maintain stealth. Compared to assassins, they possess a higher and wider field of vision, even sharing vision with their animal companions.
This is the best soldier.
The ability of physicians to heal injuries has been essentially completely overtaken and replaced by priests. This is also why so few cardinals have pacts with the Lord of Scales and Feathers. Once you exclude alchemical concoctions and witches' magic potions, the remaining medicine is of little use.
Ultimately, the word "physician" became synonymous with "poison"—those who adapt to the Dao are naturally adept at using poison. Various difficult-to-remove curses and poisons became synonymous with those who adapt to the Dao.
So an ironic situation arises.
——It is a profession that has been extended from the source of survival, but the extraordinary people who adapt to the path are often in danger.
The entire road was seriously deviated.
(End of this chapter)
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