Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 487 The Three-Layer Plan: The Tower of Twilight - Hunting Gods
No one could describe the feelings of Belial, the Lord of Twilight, at this moment.

Nobody's here!
He was so happy he felt like he was about to take off, so excited he felt like he was about to explode.

Everything became so beautiful in Beria's eyes that he was willing to face everyone with the most sincere smile.

Even his enemies!

Yes, he also thanked Chen Mo!
Although he didn't know how serious the consequences of not saying thank you would be, the Lord of Twilight still showed enough politeness.

He also left Chen Mo a letter, a very, very long letter.

How long would it be? If bound into a book, it could probably be used as a bed; if used to wallpaper a wall, it could probably wallpaper an entire room; if used to start a fire, it could probably keep the fireplace in the Tower of Twilight burning for more than ten hours.

There's no way around it; it would be too painful for such a grand and ambitious plan to go unappreciated!
Beria had an extremely strong desire to express himself.

In the past, he had been repeatedly proclaiming his detailed plan, down to every single personnel movement and every single resource allocation, to those Bloodfang orcs, the remnants of Streammoon, the defeated soldiers of Greenpine, the remnants of the [Old Ones], and so on, just to show these foolish people the unparalleled wisdom of the Lord of Twilight.

He even had a bit of a mischievous streak, deliberately leaving a few flaws in certain places to see if anyone could spot his little tricks hidden beneath the surface.

The results of it?
Unfortunately, no. Not a single one!

Those fools' eyes were just for show, their ears just for decoration. After listening to his sermon, they nodded vigorously and then went back to doing what they were doing. They were not worthy of his perfect plan at all.

Including his scheming rival, Chen Mo.

The feeling is like that of a brilliant chess player looking for someone to play a great game against, only to find that everyone on the other side is a complete novice who doesn't even understand the rules.

With each brilliant move he made, he was eager to explain why he made that move, how astonishing and unbelievable it was, but his opponent simply couldn't understand.

In the end, he won, but the victory was tasteless and lonely as snow.

He could only leave this letter to vent his feelings.

The Lord of Twilight's entire plan is divided into three layers, and in his scheme, everyone is manipulated by him.

The first layer consists of content known to all participants. In this layer, over 90% of the deployments are real, and everything is proceeding according to plan.

Han Hai knew about the plan; more precisely, Han Hai thought he knew about the plan.

Belial also knew that Han Hai knew about the plan, and even if Han Hai didn't know about the plan on his own, Belial would find a way to let Han Hai know about the plan!

However, what Han Hai didn't know was that Beria knew Han Hai knew about this plan.

Is it winding? Yes, it's the right way to go! That's the fun of the wise twilight lord.

Chen Mo's gaze was unsurprisingly drawn to the grove of trees outside Hanhai City, but that was just a decoy, a bait, a disguise used to distract the opponent.

By the time they realized they had been tricked, Beria's second layer of plan was already complete.

By using a decoy cover, the [Eternal Silence Swamp] was opened at Qingfeng Mountain in Dingshan County, which is the inner layer of the Belial Plan.

This part of the information is known only to a few high-ranking members of the Twilight Tower and a few absolute core members of the [Old Days].

Beria conducted extremely rigorous checks and controls on these individuals, so the plan was executed perfectly.

The most intriguing part is that Belial even manipulates his enemies.

That young, arrogant lord.

Beria had carefully studied Chen Mo's resume.

He discovered that this guy appeared very cautious on the surface, but was actually very arrogant.

They dared to attack a gang of hundreds of goblins and ogres when they were only a few people.

Having just established a small territory, he dared to intervene in the war between Turquoise and Emerald for the sake of a mixed-race girl who had little use to him.
Having only raised an army, they dared to confront Zircon's elite knights despite being outnumbered by seven to one.

Interfering with Xiyue, confronting the orcs, heading north to Bailu... every time, it was a battle that others dared not, were unwilling to, or could not fight, but he just recklessly went for it.

This is not over yet.

To recruit necromancers, he personally traveled south to the Duchy of Silver; for a piece of the core of an ancient ruin, he encountered an assassination trap in Featherfall Canyon; to launch a war against Green Pine, he went to great lengths to visit most of the surrounding powers...

Finally, while Belial's limited perspective and flawed observations did not prevent the Lord of Twilight from drawing valid conclusions.

Chen Mo is relatively cautious and conservative in protecting himself, but he is very aggressive in expanding his territory and developing his power.

He's so radical that he seems to be living in a hurry; if given even a small chance, he'll seize it with all his might.

This young lord must have a grand plan, a great wish, and a grand vision in his heart!

Just like myself!
On a dark night, when the Lord of Twilight had completed all the analysis and assessment, he even felt a strange spiritual resonance between himself and the young lord.

Therefore, Belial firmly believed that as long as his plan progressed smoothly to the point where the [Swamp of Eternal Silence] was opened, and the scale of the initial undead creatures was well controlled, the young lord would definitely take this opportunity to open the altar leading to that unknown god.

Then there's Belial's third layer of plan, the core layer of plan that only he knows about.

Everyone is a pawn, every action is a cover, and everything is done to ensure that he can successfully enter Chen Mo's summoning altar.

When Beria revised his ideas and refined the details again and again, finally creating this near-perfect plan, he trembled and tears streamed down his face.

How could such a brilliant plan be buried?

There must be such a letter, such a dialogue across time and space.

He was going to teach this opponent, whom he had never met before but who seemed to have a soul connection with him, a lesson.

[Your Excellency Chen Mo, or perhaps Chairman? Commander? Protector of the common people? Spokesperson of the gods?]

Chen Mo's lips twitched, and he continued reading.

A person's greatness is necessarily due to having many great friends or great enemies. You are fortunate to have met an opponent like me, someone far greater than you can imagine, who has made you great as well!

[Here, please allow me to express my sincerest gratitude to you, who are as great as the great Lord of Twilight, or perhaps slightly less so, yet still great!]

Chen Mo clenched his fist. This guy is a chatterbox!

The letter wasn't in his hand; it was projected onto the screen, so there was no need to worry about it being torn up.

The Lord of Twilight began by devoting a full page and a half to exclamations, vividly describing how painstakingly he planned, how he meticulously crafted details day and night, how he tossed and turned every night, and how he accompanied the sunrise on many mornings…

"You son of a bitch!"

From the middle to the latter part of the second page, the Lord of Twilight finally returned to the main topic, this time going back three thousand years...

"Fuck your mother!"

Today, Liu Shuang, who was by Chen Mo's side, experienced a new realm of Dongxia language that she had never encountered since she met Chen Mo.

Well, Liu Shuang noticed that Chen Mo seemed to use the profound and complex Dongxia language in a rather dry way. Most of these emotionally charged phrases began with a personal pronoun or contained a personal pronoun at the beginning.

"I forked," "You forked," "He forked!"
"Fuck you fuck," "Fuck him fuck!"
The little girl silently made arrangements in her mind.

Forget about these academic questions for now, let's read the letter first.

The Tower of Twilight is a henchman organization sponsored by the Misty Moon Divine Court, used to create chaos on the continent. This is information that Chen Mo obtained from other sources.

But Beria declared with no small amount of pride, "You're wrong!"
It was not the Misty Moon Divine Court that established the Twilight Tower, but rather the Twilight Tower that established the Misty Moon Divine Court.

"After dusk, the gods will depart!"

This is not just a prayer, but a piece of history.

【My dear Lord Chen Mo, I will share with you a secret that is now unknown to everyone.】

The seventh master of the Tower of Twilight, Matthias Constantine, is now called—

Here, Beria deliberately left a blank line, and then wrote a line in a free and unrestrained manner:

[The Seven-Eyed God!]

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The Starry Continent was once a beautiful yet lonely world. But no one knows when, why, where, or why it came to be. In any case, a seed took root on this continent and grew into a magnificent World Tree.

Years later, the mature World Tree opened a passage from the Starry World to the outside world.

The native creatures of the planet thrive under the nourishment of the World Tree, while all sorts of creatures from the outside world come and go, and everything remains orderly.

Until one day, a severely wounded "god" came to this world and perished here, leaving behind his divine status.

Beria's statement was vague; it's likely that even he himself couldn't accurately define what it was.

All he knew was that, according to the records of the Tower of Twilight, these divine attributes attracted countless covetous individuals. In a battle that "destroyed the heavens and the earth," the World Tree, which served as a barrier to the stars, was damaged, and most of the divine attributes of that foreign god were taken away, creating the first generation of gods native to the stars.

That's right, the so-called gods were once just ordinary people in the starry world.

For example, that "God of Corn and Fire" might have been an old man who used to make popcorn.

Thanks to Beria's rambling, Chen Mo pondered for a long time and came to his own rudimentary understanding from these convoluted and intricate descriptions.

Godhood is equivalent to a position and the power that comes with that position.

To use a perhaps inappropriate analogy, imagine you are an ordinary person, no different from the masses around you. Suddenly one day, an appointment is made, and you become a high-ranking official at the state level, with the power to appoint and dismiss all officials in the state and control all the money in the state.

At this very moment, to the ordinary people around you, you are a god!

In the secular world, power and positions are bestowed by superiors, while the divinity of gods comes from their superiors, a certain universal law.

Divinity can be lost, picked up, and naturally, stolen.

The founder of the Tower of Twilight managed to seize a small portion of divinity, but not much.

Unable to become a god, he could only be considered a "half-step god," relegated to the mortal world, painstakingly studying the true path to godhood. It was too difficult!
How difficult it is for a person to rise from obscurity to high position of power!

After much research, there are only two paths: either be born into a good family or fight tooth and nail for it.

If you're born into a good family, for example, if your father is the president, then you have a very high chance of becoming a high-ranking official.

They'd ruthlessly seize power, for example, by finding an opportunity to kill the president and sit in his chair.

Is nobody in charge? Nobody really is in charge; that's the law of the universe!

Being born with a good birth condition is something most people don't have, so the only option is to fight for it.

In short, through the efforts of several generations of Twilight Tower Masters, especially the transformations by two geniuses, they used the small number of divine fragments they acquired to create a skill specifically designed to plunder the divine essence of other gods—[Sunset Twilight]!
Although the conditions for its use are extremely demanding and the cost is enormous, the reward is the divine status of a god!
It is clear from this passage that Beria's tone is full of longing and remembrance.

Matthias Constantine, the intelligent, powerful, decisive, and incredibly lucky Lord of Twilight, rose to become the most powerful god in the Starry World through a great adventure!

Then he launched an attack and massacre on the Twilight Tower. As clever as you are, you can surely figure out why!

They weld the car doors shut once you get on the bus, I've seen that a lot...

[Let me tell you another interesting little secret.] Belial's tone shifted, revealing a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He's called the Seven-Eyed God simply because he was the seventh master of the Twilight Tower, and he liked this number because it held special significance for him.

[If he were the eighth tower master, he would definitely add the eye in the back of his buttocks and change it to the Eight-Eyed God!]

Well, no wonder these guys are called blasphemers; not only are they ruthless towards the gods, but they're also incredibly foul-mouthed...

The fact that they weren't killed only shows how lucky they are!
In fact, according to the records of the Divine Court, the Knights Templar had launched countless attacks on the Twilight Tower under the "guidance" of the gods, but the Twilight Tower always managed to find a glimmer of hope in its crumbling state.

The reason is simple: the Seven-Eyed God dared to send people to strangle him, but dared not take action himself.

Although the attack was guided by the temple priests, if the Seven-Eyed God dared to use his divine power, he might be counterattacked by the Twilight Tower through the channel through which divine power was transmitted.

Once he was right in the face, he knew all too well the power of the Twilight Tower's "Sunset Twilight," after all, that's how he himself got there.

Without the personal intervention of a deity, although the disciples of the Twilight Tower suffered heavy casualties, the temple was completely powerless against the Tower Master, a "half-step deity".

The Tower of Twilight has been passed down from generation to generation.

Aside from fighting, the two sides also cooperated in very rare circumstances.

For example, Belial explicitly stated that the fall of the [Summoning God] was a collaboration between the Seven-Eyed God and the Twilight Tower, with the Seven-Eyed God providing coordinates and resources, and the Twilight Tower taking action.

After succeeding, both parties shared their spoils.

Chen Mo's mindset became somewhat unstable again.

Summoning a deity, or more accurately, summoning a protective deity, provides protection for cross-dimensional summoning. In the early days of the Sky Empire's control over the continent, as long as an offering was made to the summoning deity at the same time as the summoning, living beings could successfully pass through the altar and complete the teleportation.

That era, when summoning succubi and all sorts of wondrous creatures was the golden age of summoners.

Chen Mo wasn't interested in succubi, but if he could recruit someone from his hometown...

If Beria were here in person, he would definitely slap this guy a few times, no, dozens of times.

You two divided up someone's divine status, why aren't you doing anything productive? Can't you just keep collecting resources and providing protection?

That really won't work.

It's unclear what the Seven-Eyed Gods received, but the Twilight Tower obtained a beam of divine light, which allows the Twilight Lord who wields it to ignore the side effects of altar transmission and pass through the portal without damage. However, it can only be used by a single person.

What a pair of bastards!
And so, the Misty Moon Divine Court and the Twilight Tower became accomplices in their mutual destruction.

During this period, as long as they escape the pursuit of the temple, the Twilight Tower will seek an opportunity to stir up a bloodbath, in order to lure various forces to conduct more cross-realm summoning and look for that opportunity to "kill the god face to face".

Beria solemnly emphasized that although we may look like a cult that's insane, we actually have great goals and unwavering determination to achieve them!

We are not crazy, we are "prepared gods"!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

By this time, dozens of pages of the letter, totaling more than 30,000 words, had been turned, but they were still just background information.

Beria must have been keeping these secrets bottled up inside for too long, and finally he had the chance to pour them out without restraint. He wrote them down so eloquently that he couldn't stop writing.

If this kind of writing were posted on Qidian.com, it would be rejected instantly by the editors, and they wouldn't be able to sign a contract at all.

Chen Mo rubbed his temples, took the warm water Liu Shuang handed him, took a sip, regulated his breathing, and continued reading.

Next, the topic finally returned to the plan.

After reviewing Belial's entire scheme, Chen Mo had to admit that the other party was indeed a genius.

The key lies in the fact that the other party made full use of the information gap.

Chen Mo was able to defeat all the major forces in the past, and was invincible precisely because of the advantage of information asymmetry.

Han Hai possesses full map visibility, a central supercomputer, and battlefield intelligence all at his fingertips. Meanwhile, his opponents have no idea how far Han Hai's heavy artillery can fire or how many bombs he has.

Beria's actions, on the other hand, maximized his information advantage, thus suppressing Chen Mo.

In short, what Belial showed Chen Mo was entirely consistent with the information Chen Mo already knew, and even intentionally cooperated with Han Hai's investigation, making Han Hai feel that everything was under control.

Chen Mo didn't even know the true nature of the Twilight Tower. The information he received from the Divine Court and from the White Fang High Priest seriously interfered with his judgment.

Beria also mentioned two details that made Chen Mo slightly embarrassed.

The first detail is that Beria left a backdoor for Chen Mo.

This mountainous area was carefully selected by Belial. The [Eternal Swamp] was deployed on a slope, and the width of the portal was meticulously calculated so that powerful flying units from the Underworld would be blocked and unable to pass through.

This means that the high cliff behind the Eternal Swamp is insurmountable for undead ground units in the short term, and it takes a very long time to detour around it.

This resulted in a gentle slope on the opposite side of the high cliff, where the straight-line distance was close enough to break through the psionic barrier, yet the passage distance was very long, and there was almost no risk of being attacked by underworld creatures.

This is the summoning safe zone prepared for Chen Mo.

However, Chen Mo didn't notice at all.

Well, Qiu Yeyu had only theoretically studied this spell and lacked firsthand information, so she never even considered the possibility of summoning through a wall.

Chen Mo's troops chose to engage in a direct, head-on assault.

Fortunately, he acted recklessly, otherwise Belial would have been devastated. Such a perfect plan was ultimately defeated by the opponent's ignorance, which was truly hellish.

It wasn't written on the letter, but in reality, it led to a rather troublesome consequence. Belial, who was originally hiding next to the safe zone, had to use all his psionic energy and every means at his disposal to climb over the high cliff and reach the main battlefield after realizing that something was wrong.

God have mercy, he's a paralyzed man with hemiplegia.

A guy paralyzed from the waist down was crawling on a high mountain cliff, grabbing wildly with his hands and dragging his lower body on the ground, cursing viciously as he went. The scene was so comical... well, so cruel.

Another detail is that Belial prepared more than a dozen methods to ensure his entry into the altar.

There was camouflage, protection, speed boost, fog of war, and even the extremely precious "Eye of Time" from the Tower of Twilight was used to create a short time difference on the battlefield.

The cost was extremely high.

As a result, Han Hai and his group acted like idiots, watching him jump into the portal without reacting at all.

The moment Belial entered the altar, he smiled, but his heart was bleeding profusely.

I'm so ripped off!
Of course, Beria described these two details of preparation in the letter to show his brilliance, not to mock Chen Mo. After all, when he wrote the letter, he did not know what would happen later.

But for Chen Mo, this was truly embarrassing.

It feels like I've been intellectually crushed and physically outmatched by someone else.

So, this really can be considered a vivid practical education lesson that Beria gave Chen Mo.

At the end of the letter, Beria once again expressed his gratitude to Chen Mo.

Because of the fall of the guardian deity, the channels for contacting higher gods on the continent are now very limited. The remaining summoners can only communicate with necromancers in the underworld, and most of them are just hanging around with the underworld's minions, unable to even contact a lord.

The Seven-Eyed God has been suppressing our Twilight Tower in various ways. Our situation is already extremely difficult. Let alone hunting gods and seizing divine power, we can only survive by hiding.

Thank you, dusk, for letting me see you in the vast sea of ​​people.

Without a doubt, the Eastern Xia behind you is a powerful deity, whose power I find deeply captivating!

What delights me even more is that this deity has shown you boundless favor. I am absolutely certain that you are the one who can directly contact the deity himself—His beloved representative!

[If you put enough pressure on yourself, that deity will personally arrange to provide you with support.]

And I will also have the opportunity to face the gods directly and activate 'Sunset Twilight'.

I believe this must be a sign of the favor bestowed upon me by the Lords of Twilight.

There were many more cheesy words of thanks, but it didn't matter.

Chen Mo slowly withdrew his gaze from the large screen, thoughtfully looking into the distance.

It seems that the situation isn't as bad as I imagined.

Hunting gods...

Deprivation of divinity...

In my hometown, is there any divine authority that this guy could steal?

(End of this chapter)