Man on the ark, forced to become king

The old celestial master laughed a few times, not caring at all, and then said, "The matter of thunder magic is not as important as you think, and it is not your place to worry about it. We cannot sense it now due to the secret technique. I will go to Longmen tomorrow."

"This method of changing the world is indeed strange. I have never seen such a towering tree before."

"However, there is no need to worry too much. Although Wei's mind is a bit unconventional, he is ultimately born into the royal family and the Yan Kingdom. He will not harm the Yan Kingdom."

"You don't need to do anything else, just tell him that I will arrive at Longmen tomorrow."

"Yes, Master."

The secret mirror trembled slightly and shattered into specks of fluorescent light.

The spell was interrupted, and Lin Qingyan's legs went weak. Fortunately, Zuo Le was supporting her arm, so she didn't embarrass herself on the spot. She slowly moved to the stool and sat down, struggling to lift her head to stare at the full moon that stretched across the sky, her expression dazed.

……

Beyond the Great Wall, in the northern frontier.

The old celestial master waved a slightly worn palm-leaf fan in his hand, watching his disciple's figure disappear along with the round mirror. His brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't look as relaxed as he had said.

His gaze shifted to the side, as if he could see the brutal battlefield beyond the formidable pass through various walls and obstacles.

That place is a battlefield between humans and non-human beings, and it is also the cruelest battlefield in the world. For thousands of years, many talented and ambitious people of the Great Yan Dynasty have gone to the northern frontier to fight against alien demons, and few of them have been able to return safely.

Now, with external enemies still present and internal threats from the "Year Beast," unexpected events have occurred at the border gates.

The ability to shift stars and change the heavens and earth must be the power of the gods, something the Old Celestial Master was very familiar with.

Human power is sometimes limited and cannot reach that level. Even he can only influence celestial phenomena within a reasonable range. Turning day into night and summoning the full moon are already beyond the reach of human power.

It is unknown whether that deity is good or bad, and what their purpose is in descending upon the Great Yan.

After a long while, the old man sighed and lowered his gaze.

"Alas, these are turbulent times..."

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"Sound the alarm! Full alarm coverage! Highest level natural disaster alert!"

Ursus, Chernobog: The once peaceful city has descended into chaos, with panicked civilians fleeing everywhere. Even the city's defense forces have been deployed to maintain order, and shouts and curses fill the air.

This chaos was not without cause, because a natural disaster had struck.

Yes, it was a natural disaster, and an unprecedented one at that. All the early warning equipment and disaster messengers had not detected or reported it beforehand.

However, a horrifying and terrifying scene was clearly displayed in the sky, visible to all the residents of Chernobog.

Approaching the direction of Yan Kingdom, the bright midday sky was abruptly cut off by an invisible force. On one side, the sun hung high, while on the other side, it was pitch black with stars appearing in between. A huge, pale blue full moon, so large that it occupied almost half of the sky, rose from the horizon. In the center of that full moon, a giant tree of brilliant gold was rooted in the earth.

This scene is like something out of a myth.

After the initial bewilderment, everyone who witnessed this scene was speechless, followed by panic.

Many people have experienced or witnessed natural disasters, but this kind of natural disaster is something even the most knowledgeable natural disaster messengers have never heard of.

The unknown is the source of fear.

No one knew what kind of destruction this natural disaster would bring, nor what form it would take. Therefore, the city's officials could only activate the emergency response plan as quickly as possible, powering the reactor and getting Chernobog moving away from that area as fast as possible.

No one considered whether it was a natural disaster or not.

What else could it be but a natural disaster? Could it be Originium Arts?

Do not make jokes!

The ability to do that kind of thing usually only exists in ancient legends or storybooks!

……

"What it is?"

Amidst the panicked crowd, the elderly Li Boli, carrying a medical kit, pushed up his glasses that had slipped off his nose. A wisp of black light appeared faintly in his cloudy eyes, forming a blurry, serpentine shadow.

He stood in the crowd, his calm demeanor standing out from the other pedestrians around him.

He is Scales, he is Black Serpent, he is 'Duke of Koschche,' or rather, he is a member of 'Koschche.'

The black serpent dwells in the shadows of the earth, peering into the world. It can awaken in any usable body, and even if the Duke of Koschke, Talulah, were here, she would not recognize its identity.

Who would have thought that such an important figure would transform into an ordinary old doctor and hide in an obscure border town?

Over the long course of time, Koschl had seen far too many things to surprise him; there was little in the world that could ever amaze him. But now, however, he was truly astonished.

Because He was completely unfamiliar with the anomaly that appeared in the direction of Longmen.

The only certainty is that it was not a natural disaster, but magic, or rather—the power of God.

The gods who govern the rules can rule the world with their authority, a power that Originium Arts cannot even begin to match. Only gods can turn the sky over a region into night.

However, in Kosich's memory, no deity's power was related to this, and no deity should appear here, on the border between Yan and Ursus.

This is a terrible thing.

A completely unfamiliar god is brazenly displaying his power.

Even the immortal Koschke would feel powerless in the face of a god, something that cannot be solved by scheming, something sublime that transcends mortals.

After many years, Kosicherry once again had the idea of ​​leaving Ursus and heading to Lungmen to find out what was going on.

That's... a god, fully capable of devastating his plans.

Therefore, we must figure it out.

Chapter 46 Wei Yanwu: Quickly stop your supernatural powers!

"How about it? Is the scene big enough?"

The long night was like a curtain, dotted with countless stars. The large moon, obscuring the sky, rose from the horizon like an ancient star descending to earth, about to collapse.

The phantom of the golden tree emerged from the vast earth, soaring upwards. Beneath the giant tree, Lin Lu spread her arms, draped in golden light, like an ancient deity who had journeyed from antiquity to the present, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

"..."

Faced with this phenomenal scene, Wei Yanwu was speechless.

He subconsciously turned his gaze to the distance, looking around. The desolate land, ravaged by natural disasters, seemed to transform into an endless expanse of water under the moonlight, its tranquility concealing boundless depth.

From the direction we came from, the vast mobile city, comprising dozens of blocks, was shrouded in the glow of gold and the dark moon, appearing like a tiny pebble.

The endless starry sky seems to hold countless mysteries, dazzling and captivating the eye and stirring the soul.

Ancient giant trees take root in the earth, bridging the vast distance between the human world and the divine realm, bringing mythology to the mortal world, much like the legendary divine tree that supports the world.

Standing on the wilderness, humans are as insignificant as ants, so insignificant that simply looking up at the sky exhausts all courage.

Wei Yanwu thought he had overestimated the power of the Golden Tree as much as possible, but he never expected that his thoughts were just the tip of the iceberg.

The power displayed by that quiet, taciturn girl who was holding Lin Lu's arm had exceeded the limits of mortal imagination. If he hadn't realized that he was standing right there, completely conscious, he would have even wondered if he was still dreaming.

Before that descending dark moon, everything in the mortal world seemed so humble and insignificant, as fragile as a clay sculpture that could crumble at any moment, and could turn into dust at any time.

Even the most massive natural disasters cannot compare to the power that reverses day and night.

Even more terrifying, Wei Yanwu could hear whispers reaching deep into his heart—the glittering stars and the pale blue moon were whispering in his ear, as if countless invisible demons were trying to drag the insects that looked at them into an abyss, unknown, eerie, and terrifying.

Do not look directly at God.

At that moment, Wei Yanwu couldn't help but recall a passage he had read in some foreign religious texts, and he gained a deeper understanding of it.

His bones seemed rusty, creaking with the slightest movement. He looked up, gazing upwards, wanting to take in the golden figure and the goddess hanging high in the sky above the great moon, but he couldn't.

The pale blue moonlight seemed to penetrate his eyes and seep into his heart. Everything before him was distorted and transformed in a subtle illusion, and the noisy and eerie whispers made him want to go crazy.

Even the simplest action of 'looking' has become an insurmountable chasm.

Snapped!

An arm landed on his shoulder, waking Wei Yanwu from his daze. The old dragon shuddered and suddenly realized that he had been guided and called by the moonlight without his knowledge, and had already walked a long way forward.

He quickly turned around and found that his two old friends who had come here with him were standing there blankly, as if they had been frozen in place, their limbs relaxed and without any movement, like wooden or stone carvings.

"I'm sorry, the area covered this time was just too large. Lani has been trying her best to minimize it, but you were indeed too close, so it's inevitable that you were affected. But it's okay, the interior of Lungmen will not be affected in this way, or if it is, it will be negligible."

A dark moon stretched across the sky, and giant trees reached straight into the heavens. Rays of light, interwoven with gold and blue, fell down, dreamlike and ethereal, draping Wei Yanwu and the men in black cloaks in a thin veil, pulling them out of the moon's influence.

Mortals cannot be exempt from the influence of directly confronting the physical law. To some extent, this is equivalent to directly facing the 'rules' themselves, the ultimate mystery hidden deep within the world. Even the briefest information is enough to put unbearable pressure on mortals. But the Golden Tree can, because its very existence is something on par with, or even at a higher level than, the law.

Old Wei is very strong. His swordsmanship skills may have reached the limit that ordinary people can master, but he is still an ordinary person.

Even he, caught completely unprepared, is inevitably affected; this is the fundamental difference in the nature of life.

Compared to gods like Nian and Xi who wield a certain tangible authority, Lani, who embodies the form of law, is undoubtedly closer to the legendary concept of 'god'.

That is not a division of destructive power, but something mysterious that cannot be described in words or writing.

It's like... the Beast of Elden.

Divine beings, who are completely above the mortal world, cannot even be looked at directly if one is not powerful enough.

The mysteries and whispers from the vast starry sky will erode the soul, engulf consciousness, and transform people into mad beasts or walking corpses.

The concept of mortals killing gods is a false proposition from the very beginning and cannot stand.

To kill a god, one must possess power equal to that of a god and achieve a transcendence in the essence of life. A person who reaches that point can no longer be called human.

The Borderlands were once home to a large number of Faded Ones. After the Elden Ring shattered, they were blessed and guided back from the distant unknown lands and beyond the mist. Guided by the two fingers, they collected fragments, reforged the Ring, and restored the laws.