From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 379 The Order Captures Douglas

After passing through another layer of transport bubble membrane, Titus led Mordy and Valentine to a storage room with the highest security specifications.

"I'm sorry, but since the Museum Celestial Pivot is so large, the best way to move around quickly within it is by teleportation."

Before transmitting the bubble membrane, Titus gave Mordi an apologetic smile, then turned around and pointed to a huge container floating in the air ahead.

"That's the aura we collected. Because of its danger, we had to seal it inside a device."

Modi looked in the direction he was pointing and saw that the darkness of the huge spherical container was shimmering with points of light.

These points of light are like living things; they move, converge, and adjust their brightness, sometimes emitting a faint glow, and sometimes illuminating the entire container.

When Modi observed them, they would even react to his gaze, converging behind the barrier of the spherical object and blinking as if they were blinking at him.

"It's hard to imagine that this is actually the aura left behind by an immortal," Valentine remarked beside him.

Titus picked up on his words, shaking his head and laughing, "No, it is precisely because it is the aura left behind by an immortal that it can perform in this way."

"At this level, even a breath you exhale or a burst of energy you release can enlighten a being, making them remarkably similar to the one we believe in."

The pope remarked with such emotion.

Mo Di's mind stirred slightly, as if he had sensed something: but he simply went along with what the other person was saying: "The being that left behind this wisp of aura has probably come a long way on the path of creation, but I am not very proficient in this path. Compared to that, I am more skilled in killing."

This is a lie. As the Lord of the Blood Sea, his skill in creating life is not low.

In some respects, even the corrupt official was inferior to him.

"Could I get a closer look?" he asked. "I think this aura might be related to the Light of Revelation, and perhaps I can use it to find out where He is."

"Go ahead," Titus nodded, "as long as you don't open the container."

"That's natural."

Modi had only taken a few steps forward and hadn't had time to observe carefully when the imprisoned points of light moved to another position, sticking to the transparent barrier on the other side, "watching" the other two.

They met Titus's gaze, and then, simultaneously, they erupted in a riot.

The brightness suddenly increased, the light spots expanded several times, and converged into a beam of light that shone on the container barrier.

"Oh no, it's breaching the container barrier!" Valentine exclaimed. "We need to contact the suppression team immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, Titus raised his hand and pressed it down, indicating that he didn't need to make such a fuss.

"Valentine, calm down, we have important guests here," he said casually.

Valentine understood his unspoken meaning, quickly calmed down, and looked at the red figure in front of him.

Indeed, there is a true immortal here, and his strength is probably no less than that of the owner of that aura. How could a mere wisp of residual aura be his opponent?

Once he understood this, the lingering panic on his face disappeared.

The light sphere continued to fire beams, attacking the same point on the barrier and causing ripples to spread across it.

It looks like this container can last a while longer.

"Your container is pretty sturdy," Modi said casually. "It feels like it could shoot at you for hours and still not break through."

"After all, this container uses our most advanced technology," Titus said calmly. "However, it also hides power, which I didn't expect."

"When we conducted our initial tests, we should have determined that it had no energy left," Valentine said, frowning. "Besides, the inside of the container is a complete vacuum, so there is no energy available for it to absorb."

"Either it's hidden too well, or there's some flaw in your container that it found," Modi said calmly.

Seemingly realizing that its attack was ineffective, the sphere of light flickered and stopped emitting beams of light. Instead, it continued to shrink and converge until only a tiny dot remained, barely visible to the naked eye.

Its sudden disappearance does not mean giving up; on the contrary, it means that it is still determined to change its ways.

"You all step back, the big one is coming."

Modi's expression turned slightly serious. He raised his hand to block in front of him, and then... boom!

The greatest sound is silent; although the container barrier separated the inside from the outside, it still seemed as if a loud bang had occurred in the hearts of the three people.

A point of light, like a singularity where mass has reached a critical value, suddenly exploded, and blinding light instantly filled the entire container.

The rampant energy was released and indiscriminately bombarded the container barrier, soon exceeding the threshold that the container could withstand.

"Oh no, it actually self-destructed! The container couldn't withstand that kind of energy!" Valentine's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward and stood protectively in front of Titus.

What happened next confirmed what he said.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the invisible barrier of the container, and light spilled out from the crack, shooting straight toward the Pope.

The suppression team had just teleported over when they saw this scene; they hadn't even had time to act yet.

It's unclear what will happen to Titus if he lets the beam hit him, but Valentine, who is in his way, will certainly be hit.

The premise is that Modi will not interfere in this matter, but this premise is obviously not valid.

He simply took a step forward and casually grabbed something.

The grasping motion was not fast, it could even be described as slow, and the beam of light was about to slip through the fingers.

"Oh no!" Valentine's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively lowered his eyes as he faced the blinding light.

A few seconds passed, and he opened his eyes, stunned for a moment.

The beam of light did not hit him; it was still on its way to him.

"Wait a minute." He realized that being able to clearly see the stagnant light was already an incredible thing.

Although the beam of light seemed to brush past Modi's fingers, it was actually trapped in his palm.

It appears to be a distance that light can easily traverse, but in reality, the space within it is interconnected, constantly cycling back and forth.

Therefore, no matter what, that beam of light could not escape his grasp.

Casually playing with the beam of light, Modi turned around to confirm that the two were alright.

"This should be its last remnant." He showed the thin beam of light in his hand. "I never expected something like this to happen."

"Yes, we didn't expect anything to happen either." Titus's expression didn't change much, but his tightly clenched hands showed that his heart was not as calm as he appeared.

He glanced at the approaching suppression team, nodded to them, and showed no sign of blame.

"You guys go and finish up."

The leader of the suppression team hesitated for a moment, then simply saluted him before ordering his men to clean up the mess.

"Valentine, go and explain the situation to them."

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope," Valentine replied, and went to negotiate as requested.

Having arranged everything, Titus breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze back to Mordi, or more precisely, to the beam of light in his hand.

"Thanks to you, Your Excellency, this unexpected incident did not cause too much damage. The Order will remember your kindness."

He placed one hand on his chest and said solemnly.

"Furthermore, you saved me, and Valentine, and we will remember that as well."

“It was nothing, and besides, you wouldn’t have been attacked if I hadn’t asked you to bring me here,” Modi said.

"No, that's not how you should put it," Titus said solemnly. "You saved us, and that will never change."

"Moreover, even if we hadn't come this time, the danger wouldn't have disappeared; it would have just lurked, waiting to strike at any moment."

If you hadn't happened to be here, things might have turned out much worse.

Modi didn't continue arguing with him, since there was no point in reaching a conclusion anyway.

"Ha, a bunch of traitors and despicable scoundrels. They're all talk; you'd better not believe a word they say."

A voice rang in his ear. He frowned almost imperceptibly upon hearing it, but his tone remained natural as he spoke to the Pope.

"Shouldn't we stop keeping this light sealed in the original container?" he asked.

Titus nodded, oblivious to his unease, and offered, "The container cannot be used until the repairs are complete. If you wish, you may take the light."

"Isn't that inappropriate?" Mordy declined.

"There's nothing wrong with that. The previous attack had exhausted the last bit of power of that aura, leaving it only with commemorative value and little research significance."

"If you really don't want to accept it, we have another proposal: we can hire you to keep it for us for a period of time until the container is repaired."

"Before that," he added, "you are free to study that light as you please."

After thinking for a moment, Modi chose the latter option, "Let's proceed with the second plan then."

"Thank you for your understanding." Titus bowed slightly. "Well then, I have some meetings to attend, so please excuse me for not being able to accompany you. If you would like to continue the tour, I can ask Valentine to be your guide."

"No need. Just arrange a place for me to stay. I want to analyze this light; maybe I can find the location of the Light of Revelation."

Upon hearing the name "Light of Revelation," a flicker of emotion crossed Titus's eyes, but he concealed it well, so no one noticed.

"I'll have Valentine arrange it. Please wait a moment. Well then, excuse me for taking my leave."

The Pope departed hastily, escorted by a guard.

Before long, Valentine handed over his work to the person in charge of the Museum of Celestial Pivot and led Mordi to a separate dimension.

"Your Excellency, this entire dimension is the residence arranged for you by the Order. It is equipped with most of the research equipment. Please feel free to contact me if you have any other needs."

After Valentine finished speaking, seeing that Mordy had nothing else to say, he took his leave.

After he left, only Modi remained in the entire pocket dimension, but he didn't feel quiet because there was a constant noise in his ears.

I'm telling you, don't believe a single word they say. There are definitely surveillance methods they've left behind within this separate dimension; you'd better check them first.

No? Impossible, absolutely impossible! You must not have searched thoroughly enough. I suggest you search again!

"Wait a minute, maybe their technology has been upgraded through iterations, but if that's the case, wouldn't they be even harder to deal with!?"

The voice kept babbling on and on, and Modi felt like his ears were about to grow calluses.

"Shut up, you stupid thing, you're disturbing my ears!"

He cursed under his breath, which brought a brief silence to the sound.

But then, the words fell like a storm.

I'm doing this all for your own good! Do you know that I ended up like this because I listened to them?

"That's because you're stupid too."

Modi gripped the beam of light tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to crush it to pieces.

To be honest, he was getting a little fed up with the light.

Who would have thought that this beam of light contained a single idea of ​​revelation?

At first, Mordile was unaware of this until he intervened to intercept the beam of light in order to stop Titus, and only then did he discover the secret.

"Phew, never mind," Mordy sighed, releasing his grip and gazing silently at the beam of light in his palm. "How did you get captured by the Order?"

Those aren't prisoners of war, those are... those are—

"You can fool yourself, but you think you can fool me?"

...Well, I think I've already told you that they all received favors from me, haven't I?

"You said that, based on their own spoken doctrines, it's not hard to deduce that you should believe in the divine light of their faith."

The voice sighed and readily admitted: "That's right, they all gained wisdom because of me, and rose rapidly because of me, therefore they revere me as the Holy Light."

"It's a good thing you were captured by them," he mocked.

"Can't you just leave this topic out?" Douglas said, displeased.

"Oh, you've been defeated by your followers," Mordy said, rephrasing the statement.

6...In short, they approached me in the name of faith, and when I lowered my guard, they integrated me into their mother world, leaving me completely at their mercy.

As Modi listened, something felt off, and he pointed out one point: "You mean, they integrated you into the mother world? This multidimensional structure outside of us?"

"Yes, this is it." Douglas said bitterly, "They shoved me in like an elephant into a refrigerator, and then they just extracted and exploited my mass."

No wonder that outer structure was so massive; it was drawn from Douglas.

But there was still one thing that puzzled Modi, and that was the most crucial aspect of the whole incident.

"Since they revere you as a god and follow your light like ascetics, why would they kill you when they finally find you? Wouldn't that destroy their own faith?"

Do you think those popes and religious groups would actually want a new god above them?

Douglas sarcastically remarked: "For them, so-called faith is merely a tool to govern. They fear that faith will enter reality. As long as it touches their interests, they will find a way to stigmatize it."

"I see." Mordred said thoughtfully.

He didn't fully believe what Douglas said.

Perhaps what He said is true, or perhaps He concealed part of the truth.

Whether or not to help Him escape is still under consideration.