Final Lord

Chapter 182 Sky Garden
Wang Bufu realized that there were errors in the historical records.

"The arrogance of the Magic Spirit Clan is not without reason."

Ondim City alone boasts three man-made wonders and countless powerful structures. It's entirely plausible that such a magnificent and powerful city was swallowed by a demonic tide, with cultists at play behind the scenes.

But I had never considered the possibility of them being cult members before. No, not just me, but everyone who knew about this hadn't considered the possibility of them being cult members.

Because we've all been misled!
The root cause lies in the one-sided records and falsification of information in historical documents.

All historical records concerning the Faling race emphasize their "arrogance" and "laziness," even attributing the fall of the city to "arrogance in ignoring the warnings of the Emerald Dragon Clan."

These records completely erased the crucial fact that cultists infiltrated and actively colluded with chaos, leaving later generations unaware of the existence of internal traitors.

The Falings were almost completely wiped out when the city fell. The only sage who tried to reveal the truth, Diumpus, was silenced by cultists, and his followers were certainly purged later as well. The Frozen Soul Bird's "Eternal Freeze" ability froze these souls, so that this history could only exist as an illusion in the nest.

Even if a legendary expert who can communicate with the underworld intervenes, the truth cannot be revealed.

There must be a very powerful force behind this!
After the cultists succeeded, they used methods such as altering records and destroying key evidence to disguise the traitor's actions as "collective decision-making errors of the Faling Clan," and emphasized the arrogant and one-sided facts of the Faling Clan through various historical records.

This systematic manipulation of information forced later researchers to attribute causes only to superficial ones, ultimately leading to a flawed consensus across the entire Divine Continent.

tsk...

Wang Bufu gritted his teeth. In his previous life's world of divine intervention, cultists actually lived a miserable life. Because in the eyes of players with advanced reconnaissance abilities, cultists were always conspicuous red names.

No matter how many disguises or secrets they try to conceal, they cannot escape the system's discerning eye.

As soon as a player discovers a cult member, a corresponding shareable kill mission will be generated.

If one player can't beat them, thousands upon thousands of players will join in! The three strongest cults—the Golden Palace, the Ghost Light Cult, and the Chaotic City—were all utterly defeated by the players.

But without players, cultists would be a real problem that would be difficult to deal with.

"This method of controlling the upper echelons and rewriting history should be the work of the Youguang Cult. Many of their followers are wandering bards and historians who are very good at writing stories."

"How insidious! Such a powerful epic race, wiped out by their cunning, and even in death, they bear the infamy of their arrogance, becoming a negative example in history."

Wang Bufu turned around and looked at the magnificent and vast Wengdi Misi, and asked in confusion, "Could it be that the remnant soul of your Faling clan pulled me into this place?"
If you want to tell me the truth, then I promise that once I have enough power, I will definitely exonerate your Spirit Clan!

Silence...nothing happened.

"Tsk. Did I guess wrong? This dungeon is really something, not a single NPC comes out to give any guidance." Wang Bufu looked at the Frozen Soul Bird. "Never mind, let's start killing! Let's see if there are any illusions."

The harpy took flight again to lure the monster.

But this time, the Frozen Soul Bird seemed to be controlled by some force.

They were clearly brimming with a ferocious aura, and they kept howling at the harpies in the sky, yet they wouldn't approach. The blind cat asked疑惑地问道, "Lord, is it because the Magic Library is too powerful that those monsters are afraid?"

Wang Bufu shook his head:
"It shouldn't be like this. The monsters in the Chaotic Cave are extremely bloodthirsty. As long as a unit enters their aggro range, they will kill it even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire in between them."

The fear of the Magic Library is definitely not the reason they dare not approach.

"Is there some powerful demon preventing them from coming over?"

"Here's the contradiction. In the Chaotic Cave, even if it's a dominant monster, it will be affected by the Chaotic Cave and lose its self-control."

Wang Bufu looked into the depths of the dark, chaotic zone, a profound look flashing in his eyes.

"I suspect that the cultists of the Law Spirit Clan are not dead yet. They have traversed more than a thousand years, living eternally with Chaos, and are still alive today. And now, they are right in front of us."

Those frozen soul birds that rushed forward to their deaths contained the souls of Diumpus and his followers sealed within them.

They used their remnants of souls to warn us of this, warning us to be careful.

Blind Cat was horrified: "Ah! Those cultists haven't died after more than a thousand years! Does that mean we're going to be facing a bunch of epic figures?"

"No... Cultists can also become stronger after merging with Chaos. We might be facing a group of legends who have devoted themselves to darkness."

"Legendary?" Blind Cat exclaimed in shock, "How do we fight it?"

"Without this miraculous city, we would be left to die. But with the Ondise mystery, we are not without a chance of winning."

Wang Bufu turned around and said, "Blind Cat, contact Ondimes. We're going to Ondimes' Sky Garden."

"Yes!" The blind cat immediately communicated with Weng Di Mi Si, and soon, vine swings hung down from the sky garden, catching Wang Bu Fu and the others and lifting them into the sky.

The Sky Gardens. A wistful reflection on the last man-made wonder!
The Sky Garden floats above the dome of Ondy's Mystery, consisting of seven inverted cone-shaped floating islands spiraling around it. Each island's surface is covered with flowing liquid crystals, refracting iridescent halos, and its edges are covered with a perforated protective net woven from giant vines, maintaining the magical operation of Ondy's Mystery.

On the central main island stands a prism-shaped core tower, its body inlaid with tens of thousands of starstone fragments, shimmering day and night like an artificial galaxy—this is the control center of the entire city's automation system.

Time is fair. Even the most perfect city will age over time. The Magic Spirits have no time to maintain the city; even the maintenance of the city is automated by the control center of the Ondim.

The reason why the control center of the Ondise mystery is so powerful is because it is rooted in a powerful ancient tree of wisdom—Ednir!
This giant tree, which gleams with a blue-gold metallic luster, is not a natural life form, but a biological intelligence created by the Magic Spirit Clan by fusing the genes of the ancient World Tree with magical circuits.

Its branches flow with "thought networks" formed from liquid mithril, and each leaf is a crystallized memory, storing the magical technology and city operation data accumulated by the Magic Spirit Clan over thousands of years. Three rhomboid light cores float at the top of the canopy, synchronously controlling the energy distribution and city maintenance of all 1372 magic towers in the city through phase resonance.

Every morning, the Ancient Tree of Wisdom sings a hymn of praise to the gods—it serves as both the alarm clock for the Magic Spirit Clan and their tribute to the gods.

The extremely lazy Fel Spirits even delegated the task of prayer to Ondymis.

(End of this chapter)