Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 383 The Evil Gang Fight

In the astral realm, there lies a boundless, tranquil darkness overgrown with plants such as moonflowers and night-blooming jasmine.

Suddenly, beams of orange-red light shone into this land, plunging parts of it back to twilight, causing flowers and grasses to wither and die.

In the desolate twilight, a colossal figure, as large as a mountain, emerged. Its limbs were abnormally long, and it wore tattered silver armor. Its face was covered by a mask, with only a faint orange-red light visible.

He held an exaggeratedly long sword in his hand, letting the tip hang down naturally, touching the dark 'ground'.

As the terrifying giant moved forward step by step, its longsword dragged relentlessly through the darkness, splitting the ground and freezing the twilight.

From the depths of darkness, an equally large figure emerged, dragging a long, giant scythe.

She wore a long, layered, yet simple, dark dress, adorned with countless glittering sparkles, like stars embedded in the night sky.

Two arms grew from His side and His waist, covered with short, dark hair.

Of His six hands, two held the heavy, black scythe, two held a crimson 'moon', one was empty, and one tightly gripped an ancient ornament that looked like it was made of gold.

The ornament was shaped like a slender bird surrounded by wings made of pale flames. In its bronze eyes, layers of light overlapped, as if forming one illusory door after another.

The giant was not surprised by this scene at all, and his steps forward became faster and faster, gradually approaching the charge.

His long sword, dragged in the darkness and twilight, rubbed against his surroundings, sparking glimmers of clear dawn.

At this moment, the moonflowers and night-blooming jasmine on the other side suddenly grew larger and faster, quickly becoming as dense as trees that had lived in the primeval forest for thousands of years, covering the sky.

Among these trees, a figure entwined with dark green vines and adorned with various herbs and flowers stands out.

He was also as huge as a mountain, with a plump figure and flowing clothes, holding an illusory baby in his arms.

As soon as the figure descended, it followed the twilight giant, half-floating and half-flying as it approached the humanoid wolf dragging a jet-black giant scythe.

Boom!

In the boundless darkness of the sky, a torrential downpour of river water poured down from the heavens, converging into a terrifying, towering wave! Above that towering wave, lightning and gale-force winds shone brightly, adding another unique touch of brightness to this world where darkness and twilight intertwined.

A colossal wave, carrying thunder, crashed down from the sky, slamming into the primeval forest teeming with tall trees, instantly engulfing everything. The lightning and gale-force winds also swept in, uprooting the trees and then striking them with lightning, shattering them to pieces.

As an ally of the Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms did not choose to stand idly by while the God of War and the Earth Mother invaded the Goddess of Night's divine realm. He knew very well that if the Goddess of Night were destroyed, he, now isolated, would undoubtedly become the target of everyone's hatred.

The Creator wanted to kill Him, the Sun wanted to kill Him, and Adam wanted to kill Him as well. Without a powerful enough ally to help Him, He would have a hard time surviving the upcoming war of the gods, so He had to choose sides in advance.

of course.

He could also choose to watch the goddess of night die, and at the same time watch the god of war embrace the uniqueness of night and death, becoming the old self. In that case, He would also have the opportunity to gain a powerful ally, since His path does not conflict with that of the god of war, and there is a possibility of cooperation between them.

However, the problem is that this option doesn't actually exist for the Lord of Storms.

Because He knew very well that the God of War was on Adam's side!

Although Adam was at odds with the true creation, he was dedicated to resurrecting the ancient sun god and was undoubtedly the mortal enemy of the Lord of Storms.

If the God of War had to choose between Adam and Him, He would definitely choose Adam.

To side with Adam is tantamount to courting death.

Only by choosing to help the Goddess of Night and maintaining the previous alliance can He have a chance to survive in the upcoming war of the gods.

Therefore, regardless of the circumstances, He must participate in this chaotic battle today.

If He loses the Goddess of Night as His last ally, His situation will only become more dangerous.

however.

The appearance of the Lord of Storms undoubtedly disrupted everyone's plans.

The God of War hadn't anticipated it, the Earth Mother hadn't anticipated it, and even the Goddess of Night hadn't anticipated it.

Because in her original plan, the Lord of Storms was not supposed to appear!

She doesn't need the Storm Lord's help; in fact, the Storm Lord's help would only add more variables to this otherwise smooth battle!

Just like now.

The appearance of the Lord of Storms forced the Earth Mother to distract herself and also forced the Goddess of Night to face the God of War alone.

This is not good news!

The unexpected turn of events involving the Lord of Storms made her wonder if there might be other unforeseen events.

Even without that, killing the God of War alone would not be easy for her. Because at the level of a true god, even if one cannot kill other beings of the same level, escaping is not difficult.

This is most clearly demonstrated in Mr. Men, Adam, and Amon.

As kings of angels, they cannot threaten the true God, yet they can easily escape from the true God's clutches.

For example, Mr. Door, although he was eventually banished by the combined forces of the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms, was only banished; killing him was virtually impossible. And even after being banished, without the influence of the Outer Gods, Mr. Door's return would be a simple matter.

For example, even the goddess of night dared not kill the half-fool of the Antigonus family, but could only seal him away with eternal slumber. This was because if the half-fool were killed, he could escape his eternal slumber and be resurrected elsewhere.

If even the Kings of Angels are so difficult to kill, then the true gods are even more so.

Even a just three-on-one situation may not necessarily lead to victory; the true Creator is the best example of this.

Even with the combined efforts of the six gods, they could only barely seal the true creator in the land abandoned by the gods, and could not completely kill Him.

When the ancient sun god fell, the six gods failed to kill the true creator because each of them harbored their own ulterior motives. Furthermore, the three gods who had just gained uniqueness—the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom—had not yet become true gods and their power was still insufficient.

However, at the end of the Fourth Age, when the six gods awakened and united to fight the true creator, there was absolutely no need for them to hold back. And even under these circumstances, they couldn't bring down the true creator; the difficulty of killing a true god is unimaginable.

Especially in the current situation, the more people involved, the harder it is to accomplish anything!

In a fantastical kingdom composed of books.

The illusory tower, composed of countless thick books with brass-colored eyes, has been completely forced back into the world. Outside the world, however, the combination of a hazy glow and a golden sun continues to disintegrate and dissolve the divine kingdom's defenses.

This is a war of annihilation.

The Eternal Sun needs to ensure that the God of Knowledge and Wisdom has no chance to rise again. He must kill him completely here, otherwise this divine war, which has come at a great cost, will be meaningless!

Before long, the outer defenses of the divine kingdom will completely collapse, and the blockade constructed by the eternal sun will be perfected. At that time, the god of knowledge and wisdom will be trapped like a turtle in a jar, and no matter how much he struggles, it will be in vain.

But just then...

Just as the Eternal Sun and the God of Steam and Machinery were about to sound the horn of victory, beams of light, invisible to most extraordinary beings, fell straight down from above, crashing directly into the barrier composed of countless smaller suns!

This light had no physical form; it seemed to be composed of a vast amount of complex information. In its illusory form, it pierced through the gaps between the small suns like a torrent, creating a gap in the blockade.

That's the 'Hidden Sage'!

A vast amount of complex and meaningless information shot into the sky as beams of pure light. This visible 'information' was quickly disintegrated by the hazy light, and any that managed to escape disintegration dissolved before the golden sun. But even more information followed closely behind. This information was utterly worthless, yet as vast as the Milky Way, enough to fill the entire world!

The Hidden Sage has no intention of killing either the Lord of Steam or the Eternal Sun; He does not have the power to do so.

But based on his own likes and dislikes, he still decided to help the god of knowledge and wisdom.

The reason is also very simple.

He had no enmity with the Eternal Sun, but was a destined mortal enemy of the God of Steam and Machinery—a fight to the death. Since the God of Steam and Machinery wanted to kill the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, the Hidden Sage had no choice but to lend a hand!

Even if we can't save the god of knowledge and wisdom, we should at least cause trouble for the god of steam and machinery.

Otherwise, if the God of Steam and Machinery helps the Eternal Sun kill the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, he might use this "favor" to ask the Eternal Sun to hunt him for him.

This means that although the Hidden Sage and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom do not interact, their relationship is truly one of mutual dependence.

Just as the hidden sage made his move, a hazy light rose from the void, revealing one projection-like picture after another.

Some of them record humanity's helplessness and misery in the face of extraordinary species; some recreate, with epic strokes, scenes of humanity using itself as experimental subjects to try to fuse with extraordinary materials in order to gain power and save its people; some describe the bizarre and unique folk customs that arose because of the "Black Emperor"; some carry various inventions, books, and viewpoints; and some are like imitations of the current world, composed of huge machines spewing steam, increasingly tall buildings, and clothing that allows for greater mobility...

These contents give the seemingly thin scrolls an extremely profound feeling, because they carry civilization and the enlightenment and development of human society at different stages.

A terrifying torrent of information crashed into those illusory paintings, rapidly expanding and attempting to tear apart the 'cage'.

However, the civilization spanning thousands or tens of thousands of years is so profound and extensive, and the history left behind by generations of humankind, numbering in the hundreds of millions, is so vast and magnificent that it is more than enough to carry the information torrent of the "Hidden Sage".

But at this moment, the Hidden Sage's goal has been achieved!

His power is slightly inferior to that of the true god, and he almost never has the chance to kill them.

But as long as the god of steam and machinery can be held back, it will be His victory!

The efforts of the 'hidden' sage were not in vain, in that world constructed of books.

At the base of the illusory tower, an enormous book, its length and width unknown, spanning millions of kilometers, quietly unfolds, serving as the tower's foundation.

What unfolds in that book is a vibrant world, inhabited by countless living beings.

Among those beings, two of the most powerful beings flew out of the world and soared into the sky.

They are not human, but an ancient race called witches.

They are the daughters of chaos, the inheritors of the First Flame.

However, the race was once on the verge of extinction due to the flames, but three witches still managed to survive.

They were blessed by the First Flame and reborn in the flames.

The two powerful witches possessed stunningly beautiful faces, one alluring and enchanting, the other pure and holy. Their upper bodies were like works of art meticulously sculpted by the heavens, graceful as a startled swan, elegant as a swimming dragon, radiant as autumn chrysanthemums, and flourishing as spring pines.

In stark contrast to her upper body, which resembles a work of art, the witch's lower body is a spider-like form burning with chaotic flames, covered in numerous sharp spikes, and looking incredibly ferocious.

The other one, though incomparably holy, still had a spider-like lower body.

However, it radiated a milky white light that symbolized holiness, making it less terrifying and more approachable.

They embody the different properties of the First Flame: one represents destruction, and the other represents life.

Throughout the long course of history, destruction has protected life.

The red spider protected the white spider.

As their older sister, Klara, who possessed extensive knowledge, had been secretly watching over them.

The Kragg sisters soared into the sky, supported by countless books that converged into a "river," and faced the sun.

With a touch of the fingers, the symbols on the sun, which had been almost completely melted and decomposed, were reactivated. These resurrected symbols combined and spread rapidly throughout the sun, completely eroding it from the outside in.

Ultimately, each of these suns was completely analyzed, transformed into the purest knowledge and symbols, and disappeared.

Although the golden sun continued to produce smaller suns to fill the gaps in the blockade, the rate of filling was initially only barely keeping pace with the rate of decomposition. However, as time went on, the rate at which the sun filled the gaps could no longer keep up with the rate at which it was being analyzed.

Because these suns are essentially the same!

As the witch sisters mastered the knowledge, their analytical speed increased!

One by one, the sun nodes were destroyed by symbols, causing the cracks in the blockade to widen continuously, and the blocked world was soon reborn.

The books that had been scorched and burned on the earth were given a chance to breathe, and more books began to be reborn. They reassembled the spires of the tower, broke through the blockade, and faced the sun.

(End of this chapter)