Night World Players

Chapter 145 Here, I ascend to God (two in one)

Two o'clock in the afternoon, Paradise City.

In the inner city, the square next to the magnificent palace was already crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, making it very lively.

Although from the very beginning, a notice was announced in the royal city - in this holy scripture, the scope of eternal blessing will cover the entire royal city, and the people will be able to receive the protection of the Lord of the Underworld without fighting for it.

However, the people who came to participate in the festival were still moving forward by any means necessary, wanting to get closer to the platform where the festival was held.

The reason is very simple... First, many people speculate that perhaps if one is closer to the altar, one can receive deeper blessings.

The second reason is -

This is also because many people want to see the true face of the wise king from the bottom of their hearts.

After the old king disappeared, most likely fell, and even the palace was destroyed along with him...

This underworld kingdom should have fallen into chaos and even fallen apart in a very short period of time.

However, the new king cleared all his obstacles and ascended the throne in just half a year.

Then, in less than three years, this originally depressing paradise was given a new lease of life.

The name of the wise king is not just a slogan of fanatical supporters, but the true voice of countless people from their hearts.

……

"His Majesty Rast has come out!"

Suddenly someone shouted, causing a commotion among the crowd.

Countless pairs of eyes looked up at the platform at the same time—

Then, everyone saw the young man with a calm face, black hair and black eyes walking out of the magnificent palace.

His clothes were obviously very simple, just a long black robe, and he didn't even wear a crown... In terms of the luxury of his clothes, they were even inferior to those of the waiters who accompanied him.

His appearance was also younger than most of the people attending the Holy Scripture had expected, appearing to be no more than twenty years old.

This is completely different from the image of the wise king that many people who had only heard of the title of the wise king imagined, that is, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

However, there is something strange.

When the young man with black hair and black eyes walked out of the palace and actually stood on the high platform for sacrifice, no one questioned his identity.

It wasn't even a question, but not even the slightest doubt arose.

The lines of his face were so soft, with a sense of dreaminess that only belongs to a teenager, but his expression was so serene, and he looked majestic without saying a word.

"The Holy Scripture begins now."

Behind the black-haired boy, the loyal attendant made a solemn declaration to the people in the square.

next moment.

The entire palace and the high platform where sacrifices are held are taken as the origin.

The dim halo spread silently.

Spreading and expanding at an extremely fast speed.

Then, within a very short period of time, the entire royal city was accommodated in it.

That is the realm called royal power.

The architectural complex of the royal city, the people living in the city, even the sky, the earth, the ocean... wherever the eyes could see, was shrouded in the frozen dusk and the majestic imperial power.

It was clearly a huge city that could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people at the same time, but at this moment, the entire city became silent.

In the dim light of royal authority, only the figure of a young man with black hair and black eyes standing above all the people remained, becoming the center of the entire world.

……

Gray mingled among the people in the square, carefully hiding her figure with her hood.

Around her, almost all the people had an extremely fanatical light in their eyes, and their expressions became extremely pious.

They all closed their eyes, their expressions solemn, and placed themselves in the majesty of the imperial domain, becoming a member of the group that submitted to that magnificent royal power.

In Gray's eyes, there was a silvery-white light flowing quietly, allowing her to see through all the strange things around her and understand the full picture of what was happening in the royal city at the moment.

Within the royal city, there are roughly two types of existence.

The first is that they came to paradise from the outside world and stayed in the underworld for too short a time, so they have not been completely assimilated. They still maintain their human bodies and are still living beings with flesh and blood.

Standing in the dim yellow realm of imperial power, these humans' respect and admiration for the wise king...are now transformed into the vision of the spiritual world. The power of faith, like illusory light spots, is constantly converging towards Last.

The second is the real residents of paradise, the dead who have already been assimilated in the underworld.

Their lives had long since vanished, but because they were eroded by the power of paradise, they were transformed into immortal souls, wandering eternally in this kingdom of the dead.

Although from the perspective of ordinary people, these dead are no different from ordinary humans with flesh and blood, and are all the same kind within reach...

But in fact, they are just the dead who can survive for a long time because of the little power emanating from the remaining body of the god of death under the paradise.

They are phantoms temporarily staying in the underworld. They seem to be alive, but in fact they have already lost their destiny and their future... Once these phantoms leave the underworld that belongs to them and lose the support of the power emanating from the remains of the god of death they are standing on -

Then what awaits them will be an ending like the morning dew. When the sun rises, all the vanity and illusions will evaporate and turn into nothingness.

And at this moment in Gray's spiritual vision, these dead people mixed in with the living, symbolizing the "fire of existence" of their existence, are now constantly swaying in the dim imperial domain.

The presence of these dead is gradually weakening and becoming shaky...as if it could completely dissipate at any time.

In contrast, on the lofty holy altar, an extremely oppressive and rich aura was gathering.

There, at the same time, the light points of faith of thousands of living people gathered, and the fire of existence of thousands of dead people were plundered... With such nourishment, something extremely terrifying is about to be born.

Witnessing this scene, Gray let out a breath.

It seems... the intelligence file I got from Chief Cessel was correct.

The new king of Paradise, in the name of the Holy Scripture, summoned all the people of Paradise to the Royal City.

The purpose is naturally not to bestow eternal blessings on the people.

Rather, it was a sacrifice.

Using the entire paradise, the faith of thousands of living people, and the existence of the dead souls themselves as sacrifices, an ancient road leading to the realm of God was opened up.

Just to allow himself to truly ascend to the throne of God.

The mysterious color in Gray's eyes quietly disappeared and returned to normal.

This is a kind of detective power that can see everything happening around from a spiritual perspective.

Originally, as the holder of the unique long-order sequence "Destiny", Gray should never be able to possess supernatural powers.

After all, according to Chief Cecil's guess, a sequence that is too strong will suppress the extraordinary person's own mental landscape... If nothing unexpected happens, then Gray herself may never be able to open her own mental world in her entire life, and she can only be a so-called "person without superpowers."

However, at this moment, Gray is able to master different types of superpowers with ease.

The spiritual vision was quietly closed, but at the same time, the dim yellow aura of imperial power was also surging beside Gray——

However, the domain of royal power seemed to have encountered some obstacle and quickly disappeared without really affecting Gray in the slightest.

All of this was the power of the fire that Gray had obtained three years ago. It was inherited from Chief Cecil and passed down from generation to generation by successive shore keepers.

After three years, Gray truly mastered the power called "Destiny" and the inheritance of the fire.

If not for this, she would never have been able to survive in those high-risk missions where there was a high probability of death.

"Brother Luster..."

"Is this what you look like now?"

Gray looked up at the lofty altar, where a thin figure was looking down upon the people with an indifferent look, and murmured to herself.

This was the first time Gray saw Last's appearance again after three years since the betrayal on that rainy night.

On the high platform that everyone looked up to, his appearance and figure had not changed in the slightest. He was exactly the same as the young man who saved Gray from the cycle of despair in Frozen Water Town.

However, at this moment——

The figure that was originally so familiar seemed so strange.

The boy's dark pupils reflected the blazing sun on the dome, like molten gold.

He stood on the sacrificial platform and looked down upon all living beings. His expression was so calm, yet he carried the majesty of a mountain.

There had never been a moment like this when Gray felt that the boy in front of her seemed so far away.

At this moment, Gray couldn't help but recall the indifferent words that her brother Last said to her when they said goodbye.

"That's a long time, enough to change a lot of things."

"The sincere ideals of the past will eventually decay into empty dust as time goes by."

"You, who have never experienced the wear and tear of time, are not qualified to empathize with me."

……

"So, this is what you're after, Brother Luster?"

"In order to gain power, one is willing to betray others and even wield the butcher knife against his companions."

"Even at the cost of sacrificing an entire country and the entire paradise..."

"Just to ascend to the so-called throne of God."

"I once regarded you as the direction to pursue, as the meaning of life, and as my own ideal, and devoted my whole life to pursuing it."

"But I cannot empathize with your ideals now, and I am even less willing to admit it!"

A flash of confusion flashed across Gray's beautiful emerald eyes.

But soon, the look of confusion quickly dissipated, leaving only iron-hard determination.

She did not move again, but just lurked silently among the crowd, quietly waiting for the holy scripture to continue.

She knew very well that now was not the time for her to take action... Although it seemed that Brother Rast had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the Holy Scripture, in fact, this moment was precisely the time when he was most alert.

With Brother Rast's wisdom, it is impossible that he did not guess that the Shore Watchers might send people to disrupt the progress of the Holy Scripture.

Although it seems to be completely unprepared now, it must be secretly retaining the strength to deal with troublemakers.

In addition, the gravekeeper, the legendary Noah from the Fertility Sequence, is probably also watching this place secretly.

To act rashly now would be tantamount to committing suicide.

The defense line of Broken Coast is already in crisis, and the entire Coast Guard organization has to be diverted to defend the Broken Coast. This time, I am the only one who can come to the paradise, and there is no Chief Cessel to back me up.

If you want to crush the conspiracy of Brother Rast and the gravekeeper... you must be patient.

Waiting for the moment when the holy scripture is completely completed and the road leading to the throne of God is completely opened.

That will be the point where the disaster breaks out completely. No matter whether it is Brother Rast or the gravekeeper lurking in secret, at the moment when the key to the throne of God is fully materialized, they will all devote themselves to it and will no longer be able to be distracted.

Of course, this long wait is very painful and every day feels like a year.

But Gray knew very well that in order to fulfill her wish, she had to bring the boy back to the shore guard even if she had to break his legs.

Then, I have no right to be willful.

She had waited three years for this humble wish and even returned from hell for it.

At this moment, I naturally don’t mind waiting any longer.

……

Present world, the Mystery Tower.

"Oh my god, this guy Rust's acting skills are really amazing."

"Look at him, look at him... With his skills and aura in playing the role of a king, it's not too much to win a little golden man award, right?"

"Why do I feel that this guy's portrayal of the King of the Underworld is more like an emperor than that guy Aaron?"

In front of the light curtain, Dean Yin rolled up small dried fish with his tail and stuffed them into his mouth, eating them with great pleasure.

While eating, it mumbled to Ophelia: "By the way - this guy's acting is a bit terrible."

"Little Tina's sister, aren't you worried at all that your sister will be cheated of money and sex by this guy's acting skills?"

On the other side, the mercury incarnation of the prop, which appeared in the shape of a petite girl, originally ignored the ferret that used the Mystery Tower as its campsite.

However, when hearing the last sentence, a gleam of humanity flashed in the eyes of Ophelia's incarnation.

"Although my sister is a bit stubborn... but there is probably no one who can really deceive her intuition."

"So... gulp... I just can't understand your sister complex." Dean Yin swallowed a dried fish that was stuck in his throat with happy water and touched his furry little belly with satisfaction.

As expected, watching live broadcasts requires drinking happy water and having snacks.

Eat a good meal, feel good.

"This isn't some kind of sister control."

"It's just that someone as brilliant as my sister should be followed by everyone."

"Like my sister's classmates at Star University, those who fail to see the shining side of Sister Wang... and instead only slander her are pathetic and ridiculous."

Ophelia uttered what she had been mumbling to herself.

But soon, her eyes flashed and she returned her gaze to the light curtain.

Inside the light curtain, on the high platform.

Thousands of stars are slowly condensing.

Then, it materializes into an entity.

"The ancient road leading to the throne of God—"

“It’s on…”

(End of this chapter)