Chapter 788: The Sloth Brand and Matthias
"The existence of Lingbo is related to 'taboo'. You can understand it as the spine is actually 'snake bones'."
The black-haired girl smiled and said, "As for the relationship between Him and Amber... do you really want to hear it?
"Many of the concepts of the Dusk Path today were never meant to belong to Amber from the very beginning. Instead, they were what Ling Amber believed to belong to Amber. This is partly why the Dusk Path becomes increasingly difficult the further you advance... because the further you advance, the further you stray from Amber's path and the closer you become to Ling Amber's Celestial Master."
This situation actually also exists in other paths... It can even be said that the main reason why we cannot reach the sixth energy level nowadays is because of this.
The Snake Father didn't care much about things, so the Fallen Angels who worked diligently to dig people out manually every day became the absolute mainstream of the path to transcendence.
The path of transcendence known to those demonologists was actually the "path of fall and transcendence" from the very beginning.
Their path becomes narrower and narrower because they want to fit in with the existing path while also tending towards the "true path" in their cognition.
Of course, if the Fallen Angels finally succeeded in ascending to power, then these demonic incarnations stuck at the fifth level would be promoted collectively. But they obviously didn't have that opportunity.
The higher divine arts were filled with this kind of "dark history," and spreading it outside the realm of the gods could easily offend them. And the more Aiwass read, the less he revered the gods... It's true that distance creates beauty.
But even if Aleister didn't say it directly, Hei Xiang would definitely be able to guess most of it.
The Dusk Path has no ability to pray, nor can it communicate with the great beings in the dream world, so its intelligence is quite backward.
And Huanghun Daotu is a notoriously taciturn person. If you don't ask me, he will definitely not tell me, and if you ask me, I probably won't tell you either... As a result, they can only make judgments by guessing.
After all, the Necromancer and the Preservator were two options that split from the same heritage. They both belonged to the Amber Celestial Master and had nothing to do with amber.
Seeing Adolf frowning and lost in thought, Aleister was very satisfied.
So she mercifully stopped being a riddle teller and directly announced the answer:
"The sea monster's body that Ling Amber left in the material world was the 'forbidden' power that was completely severed by him. After the forbidden shell gradually shed under the influence of time, the power of balance, only the skeleton immersed in the power of dusk remained.
"He ascended to a more intelligent form, making his appearance consistent with emerging races like elves and giants... This is actually a severance from his true self. Even you don't know that Lingbo is actually a giant serpent with a human face, so others will know even less.
"—This is a form of necromancy, isn't it? Modifying corpses to achieve one's own goals... Modifying one's own soul certainly counts as well."
"That's true."
The Dark Phase nodded and spoke in a voice of considerable authority: "This is necromancy. Preservation and necromancy are two sides of the same coin.
Preservators of the Twilight Path can also learn necromancy, and necromancers can also learn preservation.
Although the gap between Demonologists and Ritualists wasn't particularly large, and Botanists and Alchemists had similar abilities, their teaching materials were at least completely different.
As for the Preservator and the Necromancer, which side they choose to lean towards is entirely based on personal preference.
They could even jump to other levels and advance... just like a Necromancer could become an Ambersmith at the fourth level. In other paths, the advanced classes were closely related to the initial class... at least a Demon couldn't advance to a Demon Incarnate.
"So-called necromancy is actually 'treasure-excavation' in its essence. We call it necromancy simply because the materials we most commonly use are the remains of various dead animals.
"Just as a skilled hunter can always find nuts buried by squirrels in a heavy snowfall... the same is true with necromancy. It is the other side of preservation, so if these two are studied separately, a transcendent will never reach a high position.
"If the essence of preservation is 'extending the death of all things,' then necromancy is 'making use of dead things.' Whether it's medicine in the Path of Adaptation, cooking in the Path of Love, or tailoring in the Path of Beauty, these skills are essentially extensions of 'treasure-digging.'"
This is Hei's understanding of necromancy.
To put it bluntly, necromancy is the art of "recycling waste."
——Don’t worry about how it became waste, just tell me whether it was used in the end.
"It's pretty much the same, actually," the fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl nodded, her tone as mature as an adult's. "Back then, Lingbo borrowed the power of Amber through some means, sealed the 'taboo', and wrapped it in a layer of amber shell... That's why 'Amber' and 'Lingbo' sound and act so similar. From this perspective, Lingbo is a creation of Amber.
"Preservation and necromancy are both skills passed down by Amber. If necromancy is considered his invention, then preservation is the power he gained from Amber.
"From this perspective, although Lingbo is a Celestial Master, he is actually Amber's apostle. It's only because Amber doesn't accept apostles that Lingbo can first jump ship and become a Celestial Master, then return as a Celestial Master to perform the duties of an apostle.
"Lingbo directly distributes the profession of Amber Preservator to mortals, just like the Sand Clock directly distributes the power of Amber to the God of Death. The gods of the Dream Realm seem to have gotten used to not asking for Amber's opinion."
It's no wonder people misunderstand or make mistakes.
Because "admitting mistakes" is the purpose of Lingbo Tiansi. When Lingbo deliberately touches the porcelain and Amber remains silent, it is natural that people will confuse these two gods.
With a very positive attitude—positive in terms of the twilight path—he took the initiative to name himself "the spokesperson of Amber."
"Without Amber saying or doing anything from the beginning, she helped Him do many things. This included promoting 'preservation', a profession that sounded like it belonged to Amber... It's only natural that people feel they are related.
"——After all, it's possible that the Pillar God can actually give birth to offspring."
Aleister, who had just given birth to an offspring, said this in a somewhat subtle tone.
Zhu Tiansi is the son of Sizhu, Xi Tiansi, the sun god, is the son of Hengwo, the moon god, and Huan Tiansi, the Ouroboros, is the son of "Snake Father"... Their abilities are similar, and their holy names have already demonstrated this relationship.
Then people would naturally reason like this: Is Lingbo Tiansi also related to amber?
“…We really think so.”
Adolf's expression was a little subtle: "Even the principal has always believed that Lingbo Tiansi is a relative of Amber."
——There are also people who are eager to pretend to be grandsons. It’s really strange.
When Aiwas was learning advanced divine arts, he complained about what kind of dog Lingbo was... But after Aiwas saw Amber's true appearance, he felt that Lingbo Tiansi was most likely a pervert.
Not to mention directly stealing the power of amber and distributing it as a favor in his own name... This is simply an evil servant.
Holy cutting, fraudulent publicity, plagiarized profession, perpetual bootlicking, triggering amber, actively pretending to be a grandson... Once Aiwas knew what Lingbo Tiansi had done, it would be difficult for him to respectfully call him "Lingbo Tiansi".
This is called "toxic knowledge." Once you know something, your perspective is irreversibly altered.
"No wonder he was dragged down by Ah Huan..."
Aleister complained inwardly.
This place is different from Aiwass.
As a transcendent individual, Aleister actually understood Huan Tiansi's thinking after witnessing Xing Ti's degeneration and absurdity.
Sometimes, you still have to bang. You can't do without bang!
The King of Daxi put forward guiding opinions.
The Fallen Angel, the Shadow Angel, the Amber Angel, the Abyss Angel... these veteran Angels who were proactively dismissed by the Dream World HR were indeed somewhat unworthy of their positions.
Instead of letting them occupy the position of heavenly officials, it is better to pull them down and distribute the power to all living beings!
Thinking of this, Aleister became more and more accepting of the Tail Ring Ceremony.
If there were no Tail Ring Ritual, how long would it take to gradually replace them in the Dream World, where there's no Angel elimination mechanism? Their arrival certainly brings disaster, but don't they have other negative consequences in the Dream World? For years, the Fallen Angel has been stealing souls and creating demons. Which has killed more people: the evil deeds he and his demons have committed, or the disasters he unleashed upon the planets?
Is the disaster itself the "sum of adverse effects that broke out prematurely"?
You know, in another worldline, Zhu Tiansi, who actively descended into the world through the Tail Ring ritual, did not cause any damage to the Theocracy. This shows that the Tail Ring ritual is not directly related to the disaster.
The copy of Zhu Tiansi was because He saw that the path of transcendence had been promoted, and if the path of dedication had not been promoted, He would not be able to suppress others...so He took the initiative to come.
His original purpose in coming down was to protect the Church from other celestial officials, and his subsequent purpose was to die.
The battle itself was more like encouragement, training, and a test. The failure condition in other Tiansi battles was "all players died," but in Zhu Tiansi's copy, it was "all players were eliminated."
There's just one difference...
Generally speaking, the person in charge of "human resource optimization" should be optimized after firing all those who should be fired...it seems that he himself should also be optimized.
May 5th, the Ring of Tail...
It seems like there is only one and a half months left.
For a moment, Aleister's adoptive father's theory of "premature death" and "controlled fire" emerged in her mind... She was actually secretly looking forward to the arrival of the Tail Ring Ceremony.
A short pain is worse than a long pain——
“…No, that’s not right.”
Aleister was aware of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and temporarily blocked all his thoughts.
But now she couldn't quite tell... Was this a distraction from the path of love, or a righteous thought that transcended the path? Or was it nothing at all, merely a wavering of her own will?
Aleister is still incomplete after all.
Without the supreme divinity of the Dedication Path to help her maintain her self-esteem... she eventually became confused.
—Could my thoughts be naive, born of my limited experience? Could it be that my adoptive father and Loki's theories are correct? Could the theories I now despise become my guiding principles in the future?
Unconsciously, she stopped chatting with Hei Xiang and fell into loss and confusion.
An inexplicable fatigue and laziness enveloped Aleister's spirit.
She began to think, to be afraid, to doubt herself, and to stagnate...
——When Aleister entered the Ziggurat, the mark of laziness was silently imprinted on her heart.
"Need help, kid?"
At this moment, a voice that seemed to ring in the void suddenly sounded in Aleister's heart.
Aleister was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up.
With a certain gratitude, she politely asked, "You are...?"
Although I have guessed the other person's identity, I still have to show the necessary courtesy.
He was able to sneak into Aleister's mind silently, and even made Aleister unable to detect the other party's existence until he spoke... There are only two strong people of this level in Xingti.
"My name is Matthias Grünewald. You can call me just Matthias, or you can call me 'Principal' like everyone else."
The first generation Dark Phase Mathias uttered a hollow but gentle voice: "Seeing me... don't be too scared."
Leviathan suddenly arched its body in response to the stress and roared, and all the scales on its body suddenly exploded like a cat with its fur standing on end.
Just as Aleister was about to comfort her, he suddenly felt a strong fear from the bottom of his heart.
The extreme fear that seemed to grip her heart instantly cleared all her previous distracting thoughts.
What surprised Aleister the most was that even the little crow in her arms seemed to sense the fear, making a rough cawing sound and flapping its wings violently, and feathers made of shadow energy flew everywhere.
“—Aura of Fear!”
Aleister blurted out.
Moreover, it can make the Night Demon react, which means...
This is the aura of fear that is powerful enough to penetrate the sixth level of spell resistance!
The next moment, the figure of the first generation Black Phase appeared silently in front of Aleister.
It wasn't a loss of invisibility, nor was it teleportation. Rather, it was a gradual "infiltration" from another plane overlapping with reality to this side.
——Aleister immediately thought of Aiwass at this moment.
What appeared before Aleister was a skinny humanoid skeleton. He looked ordinary, without any dignity, and could even be described as ordinary and poor.
Not a speck of muscle or fat could be seen on his body; pure white bones were wrapped in a tattered black robe. Yet, in his deep, hollow eye sockets, a steady, dim flame flickered.
He didn't even hold a staff or wear a ring.
The only thing on his body that could be called equipment was a chain - a chain made of dark green jade, which was locked around his ribs and collarbone in an extremely casual manner, looking like a lock on a bicycle.
Three jade lockets, made of white, green, and yellow, looked like some kind of ornaments, hanging near his right clavicle, at the corner of his sternum, and inside his left chest.
"I hope I didn't scare you, kid."
Matthias, who was wearing a black robe, said gently.
(End of this chapter)
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