Chapter 899 From now on, the world is connected
——Boom!
A sudden thunderclap sounded, startling Baike, who was deep in thought, so much so that he nearly fell to the ground. The kitten beside him gave him a look of disdain, causing the brown-skinned, thick-browed, black-eyed young man to touch his nose in embarrassment and purse his lips.
"Is there any danger?"
Sine asked the Drifter in a low, somewhat nervous voice.
The wanderer shook his head in confusion: "No."
"Really?"
Zhengsine asked with some reluctance.
Originally, he looked down on these mercenaries. Magic could also simulate divination. After all, astrology was considered the domain of mages in ancient times. In the past, he would have wasted his mana to perform a divination himself and see the result.
But now, his previous staff has been scrapped.
Sine removed the gem on the top of the staff, extracted the spare magic power stored inside, and held the outer shell in his hand as a secondary magic weapon.
While it still increased spell range and reduced casting time, it no longer reduced mana consumption. He had just used a major spell that infused all his mana, and now, even if he drew on his life-saving reserve mana, he only had a measly dozen mana left. Most likely, that was only enough for two or three spells.
In this situation, Zhengsine really didn't know what else to do if he followed...
——I’m a wizard and I don’t have any magic power left. Why don’t you let me go?
But there was no other way. His Holiness the Pope had personally spoken and ordered him to follow, so he had no choice but to follow.
Zhengsine secretly regretted it in his heart. If he had known that he had to follow until the end, he would not have wasted his spell so much.
Thinking back now, he'd used excessive amounts of mana several times before. For example, when he faced those puppets upon entering the room, he didn't need to use that much mana. They were already under control, and a low-level spell would have been enough to solve the problem...
However, Zhengsine felt that if a fourth-level mage, like him, used minor spells to solve problems, wouldn't it make him look inferior? So, to save face, he used two fourth-level spells in the fight upon entering, consuming a quarter of his mana.
...Now he finally understood why Zhu Tang and Mu Mingming were so powerful but always had to conserve their strength.
Mages are very smart, but he lacks the experience of this kind of high-level combat. He only needs this experience to learn a more correct way of fighting - as long as he can return alive, the experience will surely be put to good use next time.
The wanderer also felt very strange.
He had clearly felt a wave of intense fear that had numbed his entire body just as the elevator reached the ninth floor, but it had been an illusion, completely dissipating before he could even grasp its source. This usually meant the danger was fleeting...usually when a powerful or influential figure harbored a fleeting murderous intent against him.
At this time, the ninth floor has been arrived.
This was the top floor, and everything above that had been destroyed, leaving only a few fragments of the shell stretching out.
Even on the ninth floor, there was almost nothing left - under the persistent strong wind, only weathered ruins remained.
The first floor of the Tower of Babel is almost as high as the tenth floor of the building outside. It is so high that it reaches the sky. Looking down through the dilapidated walls from here, it may even make people afraid of heights.
...However, the ninth floor was deserted, with only the sky that had grown gloomy at some point, and the roaring thunder.
The huge sun that was originally seen outside has been hidden in the dark clouds, and the sky has become completely dark.
The scale of the dark clouds was extremely shocking - it looked like layer upon layer, like a black dragon swimming in the clouds, or like a tornado approaching.
"...Is there going to be another thunderbolt?"
Baike was a little uneasy.
However, the wanderer breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly urged Master Chongbo: "Go find what you're looking for quickly! It's too high up here, and a gust of wind might blow us away!"
"That's right," Sine nodded and added, "The higher up you go, the more deadly the wind is."
Amber of Light - no one knows what the value of that thing is. I'm afraid only Master Amber of Insects would value it so much.
Chongbo nodded, closed his eyes and sensed for a while, then walked in one direction.
And Aiwass fell behind without a trace.
He glanced at Cardinal Galatea, who understood and cast an illusion over them both: "You can speak now, they can't hear you."
"...This illusion ability is really useful."
Aiwass sighed first, then asked, "Didn't you say that the ninth floor would allow me to see what I want to see?"
"Um."
Cardinal Galatea nodded slightly and responded softly.
She stretched out her cold and dry fingers and gently touched the wall, but she felt nothing.
——Once, when she was still a fish, she could feel pain. When she touched this place with her wet hands, she would feel a tingling electric shock, a pain like a light sting.
She turned her head slightly and looked towards the ninth floor.
In her hallucination, she seemed to see that this place was still intact and sealed. The winged and scaled ones were busy here, working for their common great cause.
That was after the previous King of the Winged Ones killed the sky-eating beast Nibiru and was crowned as the Winged Lord.
At that time, the connection between the earth and heaven had not yet been established. The Pillar Gods and Celestial Officials roamed the material world, making entering the Dream World difficult. Many Celestial Officials were killed and their authority taken away before they could even enter the Dream World.
The Winged Ones were already an incredibly powerful race. Without the threat of Nibiru and with the protection of the Winged Celestials, they created a great civilization.
——Tower of Babel.
All the winged beings who yearn for the sky gather here. Layer upon layer, they pile up, getting closer and closer to the sky.
The Atlanteans, who forged a civilization from the depths of the sea, were once prey to the giant, sky-eating beast. Now that the war is over, they finally dare to return to the surface of the earth. The winged beings have accepted them, and their civilizations have gradually merged...even giving rise to new creatures with both wings and scales.
However, starting from the ninth floor, only the winged ones can live there. This is not because of the class gap between them, but because if the scaly ones live too high up, it will be inconvenient for them to return to the sea.
"You should have read the Morning Crow Tantra, Your Majesty."
Cardinal Galatea whispered, "The first sun fell before life was born, never to rise again. The second sun was killed and shattered by sacrifice and language, turning into a sky filled with stars in the silent night..."
Aiwass nodded slightly. "The Mithraic school of Horus believed that a solar calendar lasted 26,000 years, or a 'Great Year.' Because of the precession of the equinoxes, the constellations always shift slightly, completing a full circle roughly every 26,000 years."
"We are currently in the Pisces Era, which is when the sun sets in Pisces at the spring equinox. It began about two thousand years ago... roughly when Hengwo ascended to the Pillar God.
"The Horus believe that humanity has a very long history, dating back at least ten thousand years. They believe that human history began in the Age of Leo, while some believe it began in the Age of Libra... which is thirteen thousand or twenty thousand years ago."
"Six or eight?"
Cardinal Galatea smiled. "Adapt or surpass... or perhaps nine. Nine is always the limit."
Aiwass nodded and followed behind Galatea. "I lean towards the Libra theory. The Third Sun ignited the Sun Flame at the instigation of the Sand Clock, and both the Sand Clock and Libra represent balance. The Sun was hatched by Libra... perhaps this is a metaphor."
"When Taurus dies, Aries is born... That's not bad, and it even reveals some truth about the solar calendar."
Galatea sighed, "But Aries isn't the sun, but darkness. Taurus's death isn't the end of the Second Sun either; the Second Sun died much earlier. This is because Aries is the 'third sun that should have been born,' and it has a name...
"—it's called Mithra."
"Mithra..." Aiwass murmured.
"Well, according to this calendar... the death of the Second Sun was actually the Sun of Gemini. The six thousand years of darkness the elves endured was the path of devotion, the sacred number three.
"And the Gemini Era... haha, isn't that when a pair of 'twins' are born?"
Galatea turned back to Aiwass and said meaningfully, "Just like in the age of Pisces, a pair of 'Pisces' were born."
She had obviously recalled Huan Tiansi's appearance.
At that moment, she knew Aiwass's identity, which was why she no longer respected His Holiness the Pope.
Although the Pope is someone who needs to be respected, Huan Tiansi is her enemy.
Although I know in my heart that they are not the same person, and are even enemies...but after all, they look exactly the same, so PTSD is normal.
And Aiwass was also calculating quickly in his mind.
In other words, the calculations of the Amber and Henge calendars are indeed related to the astrology and the sun - the Henge calendar is the Pisces era, and the limit of everything is nine... In this case, could the beginning of the Amber Age be Libra?
—The year 2000, the year of the end of the world, marks the official arrival of the Age of Aquarius! From there, the signs are Pisces, Aries, Taurus, Gemini, and the four before that are Libra... Counting from the last one, we're the ninth. Perhaps the demise of the First Sun is related to the Age of Libra...
"But if the birth of the Third Sun is related to the Sand Clock... the Second Sun died with the arrival of the Gemini Age... Gemini was cut by the Sand Clock..."
Aiwass murmured softly: "The Jedi Tiantong happened after the collapse of the Tower of Babel. The Second Sun died in sacrifice and language..."
His eyes gradually opened wide.
He suddenly remembered something.
Sand Clock has both a scholar's side and a businessman's side—when he commissioned Sand Clock to cut himself, there was actually a price. It wasn't free...it was just that the price was paid by the boss.
So, what was the price that Wei Zhe and Zhi Gao Tian paid?
"The Second Sun... is the price paid by the Twins?"
Aiwass murmured: "That's why the Second Sun will be destroyed when the 'Twin Age' arrives..."
"You realize it."
Galatea nodded. "Very good, indeed... another 'snake'. Or perhaps you still have some memories left?"
As she finished speaking, the sky became darker.
Endless storms seemed to be gathering on the other side...
She watched the scene, feeling both nostalgic and terrified. "I didn't experience this moment firsthand, but when I woke... the sun had already shattered. By then, the Celestial Gods and Pillar Gods had all been banished to the Dream Realm, leaving the material world empty, save for power below the sixth energy level. Even touching the sixth energy level would suppress one's movements by the boundless force of balance. People could no longer draw power directly from the material world, but instead needed to 'dream'...
"With transcendence and fall, the world became divided into upper and lower. From then on, the vague and chaotic world was split in two, and the gap between the material world and the dream world became clear.
"The sun is the wound of the sky, so destroying the second sun would also mean...
“The wound was healed—He patched up the sky, so that the source river would no longer flow into the material world.
"From now on, the sky and the earth are connected."
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P.S. A fellow reader just mentioned this to me, and I just realized I need to fix the order of the constellations. Otherwise, it's going to be confusing to read. Normal people can't figure out the order of the constellations in seconds, and cats are not very normal cats... So I found a paragraph in the middle to fill it in! Before "But if the birth of the third sun is related to the sand clock...", this should make it clearer!
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