Chapitre 28: Divided Views
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was the 11th year in Babylon.
It was already very rare for a male to be able to incorporate the blood of the Evil Eye, and the only male witch had died after merely a brief appearance. Finally, the fear of being subjected to the dominance of witches erupted into chaos!
"Run away! This is no longer the Babylonian tribe of old. It's hell!"
"Times have changed. The era of male domination, the time of Hero King, Gilgamesh, is over. Now, it's a dark age of terrorizing witches!"
They were all frantically trying to escape from the tribe. They would rather struggle for survival or survive in solitude under the domination of wild beasts. But they were not willing to remain in this horrible tribe and live in the shadow of a witch's strange power.
"Circe, she cannot be forgiven!"
In the tribe, Medea and Cassandra locked eyes with each other. Both were raging with anger. They had pacified and calmed the warriors of the tribe and had gotten into a huge fight with Circe where they directly struck her out of anger.
There was simply no way they could tolerate her behaviour anymore.
Over the years, the tribe had seen the emergence of four new witches and no longer lacked the combat power required to protect the tribe, so the two of them decided to do something to suppress Circe. But after the great confrontation, they were horrified to discover that Circe had secretly grown far much stronger than them over the years.
The two of them had to work together in order to suppress her.
It seemed, compared to the two of them being good witches who normally suppressed their emotions and desires, the evil witch, Circe who indulged herself without inhibitions, had ironically enabled her psychic power to grow stronger and stronger.
It was already the 16th year in Babylon.
Everything seemed calm and peaceful for the three witches, the three great guardians of Babylon, as the three sisters enjoyed a bath together while happily chatting away. In truth, there was great tension lurking and brewing beneath this amiable front. It had been five years, and Circe was now at such an unfathomable level. Even with the two of them joining forces, they were still only barely able to put up a fight against her.
"Well? My dear sisters, are you sure you don't want to try it?"
Circe was still gently stirring the water with her fair, white hands, creating ripples on the surface as she looked at her two sisters with a gentle expression. "Instead of suppressing it, why not indulge your desires? That is the best way to cultivate your psychic power and grow as a witch."
Medea, who was soaking herself in the spring water, smiled back and tried to persuade her sister with nice words. "No, Circe, I don't think this is the right approach. What will become of the tribe if we join you?"
Circe's beautiful and enchanting face turned serious as she started to give due consideration to the question. She immediately came up with a blueprint for a bright future, and said, "We will take over the reins and rule the entire Babylonian tribe again. The women will be responsible for defending the tribe and the men shall be in charge of growing our numbers, producing offspring, and taking on the responsibilities that our women have been doing."
"This is tyranny."
Medea gently replied, "This would make us no different from the brutal Sumerians who so audaciously attempted to defy God. That's barbaric, not what civilization should be. This is not what an intelligent species should do… Do you know what is the reason why back then, the great Hero King, Gilgamesh, gave the orders for history to be recorded?
"What is the role of history?" Circe asked with a smile.
"The role of history is to record the courage and hardships that our predecessors had suffered in going against nature. We have to learn from the history of our predecessors and select the right path based on their experiences… Your choice is one of barbarism, not civilization. You are leading us down the same old path of the Sumerians, the path to extinction."
Medea said, "Aren't you afraid that we will call upon ourselves a second Great Flood that will destroy all our world?"
"I…"
Fear flashed across Circe's face.
The stronger she became, the more fearful she felt.
Right now, she was only able to kill an Alla beast without difficulty. Compared to the incomparably powerful Hero King as recorded in history, she was literary hundreds of times weaker. And yet, even a great existence like the Hero King, who was able to challenge the great giant beast, Fina, had headed for extinction…
Circe's breathing quickened. Then after a slight pause, she suddenly burst out laughing.
Submerged under the water surface, she laughed so seductively, her comely and fair body was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Pfft! Don't lie to me, my sister. I'm not attempting to provoke the Creator, nor am I going to destroy other species and ruin the ecosystem. Even if it is tyranny, it's at most an internal struggle within our human race. He would not be paying any attention to me at all, right?"
Circe immediately smiled smugly again, "The progress of your spirituality over the recent years has been too slow. It's not even a third of mine. My method of cultivation is the quickest, most unrepressed, and the most enjoyable, why do you even care about how then men end up?"
Medea immediately retorted in a powerful voice, "Your method of cultivation is simply too evil and has led you astray. We must search for the correct and proper method of cultivation to hone the psychic power of us witches."
Circe paused for a moment. The expression on her face was slowly turning cold. She said, "Since I can't convince you, I'll have to force your hands and make you cultivate as I wish."
The complicated expression on her face was gradually becoming difficult to read, and she said, "I never wanted to kill the two of you. You were the only true companions who could stay by my side over the long years. It had always been us three sisters. You will soon come to understand that your little sister's choice is the right one and that I am doing this for your own good. I only need you to try it once. You will love it and understand why I am going through all the trouble to make you do this."
Boom!
Circe's face grew gloomy and cold. An extremely frosty and eerie spiritual aura started to spread from her body. The ripples in the water around her actually started to roll away, one layer at a time, "Let me, force you, to accept men!!!"
"You're this strong!"
The expressions on Medea and Cassandra's faces instantly changed.
"Do it!"
At that moment, four beautiful newly born witches appeared next to the pool.
They were dressed in exquisite animal skins, held black wooden staffs, and wore crowns made of flower wreaths. It was obvious that Medea had long been preparing for this. She planned to unite the power of all the existing witches to defeat the evil witch Circe, who had become so unimaginably strong because she had headed down the path of evil. It was impossible to let her go on doing evil as she pleased any longer.
Bang!!
"You! So what if you all work together…"
Circe's violent mental willpower suddenly surged.
The snow-white water splashed out of the pool. Under the impact of that terrifying psychic power, a violent and vast expanse of turbulent ripples started to spread outwards in a circular pattern. Several fish were shocked and dazed and floated up to the surface with their bellies up.
"So, this is the power of a witch?"
At that moment, a gentle voice was suddenly heard.
It came from a strange creature that none of them had ever seen before. It was a black-feathered, three-eyed crow with a weird and mysterious aura. No one knew exactly how long it had been there, quietly perched on a branch amid the lush trees, observing everything that all of them did.
"Who!"
The witches' minds were greatly shaken.
This place was enveloped by the spirituality of the witches. Medea and Cassandra were most particular about their chastity; thus, no foolish and lustful men of the tribe would be able to sneak into this place to peep at the three of them as they bathed. The consequence of forcing their way in to get a closer look would be an excruciating headache.
But now…
"Let's join forces to kill it first. We will deal with the grudge later."
Boom!
For a moment, all the witches present, including Circe, acted at the same time. The impact of their intense spiritual attacks converged. They intended to join forces to first attack and finish off this unstable existence.
They were too decisive in intending to eliminate the unknown first.
This convergence of psychic power was so violent, evil, and bizarre, that even the most terrifying beast would die in an instant. But at this very moment, it seemed as if their joint attack had fallen into a puddle of mud and had absolutely no effect on the black three-eyed crow at all.
"How is this possible!?"
For a moment, all the witches, with their throats dry and their voices hoarse, could only stare at the black three-eyed crow perched on the lush green tree. There was only one terrifying thought echoing in all their minds. "What power is this…"
"This is the power of meditation."
Xu Zhi spoke from where he was on the branch.
Chapitre 29: Hermes, the God of Wisdom
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
This was certainly not the power of meditation.
If only they were like Gilgamesh, who relied on the strength of his muscles to survive. Then when Xu Zhi appeared as a deformed crow-like creature before them, looking as if nothing had happened, he would be struck down with a slap that instantly turned him into minced meat.
But this group of witches were physically weak, like ordinary people, and relied on psychic power for survival. And with the help of the Insecta Nest mind, there was no way they could cause him harm.
In reality, he was just an ordinary weak, deformed chicken-like creature.
"Who are you?"
The witches looked slightly shocked. This was their first time seeing an intelligent species that could speak that was not a human, and it was a strange, black-feathered, three-eyed bird-eyed creature.
"An intelligent species other than a human…"
The crowd's breathing gradually picked up pace.
They remembered the ancient legend, the story of Gilgamesh. The only intelligent species other than human beings was the Great Beast of Wisdom, who was also the Creator of all lives.
They held their breath and no longer had any thought of fighting. The three of them did not even bother to put on their clothes and were fully at ease in revealing their perfect and graceful bodies. They stood straight, in the distance, and looked at the mystical creature before them.
"You… you are… God?"
Medea's voice was trembling, but she could not help but ask.
In this world, there was originally no concept of God.
In the beginning, there was only the term "Great Beast of Wisdom". But the horrible truth that followed the Great Flood that destroyed the world meant that all living creatures on land officially came to recognize the existence of God.
Right now, this mysterious intelligent species before them that was capable of speech, and judging from its body size, he was neither the great Creator nor the great Supreme God who towered above the clouds. But perhaps, he was a lesser kind of god.
There had been speculations early on.
They, humans, were not the first intelligent species to appear on this land, but they were the only intelligent species capable of reproducing in large numbers!
In this world, there should be other intelligent species existing as well.
Perhaps the great Creator, the Supreme God, had created many kinds of powerful species after creating the world. After countless failed experiments where he had created numerous incomplete, violent, witless creatures that were deformed and terrifying, he finally created them, humans who were weak, yet capable of natural reproduction. They were a weak species, yet intelligent.
Perhaps, this mysterious and powerful creature before them was one of the perfect intelligent species that the Creator had personally created after rounds of experiments.
"God?"
Xu Zhi smiled gently. With both crow claws perched on the branch high up in the tree, he shook his lush, black feathers, and looked so mysterious, like a crow messenger out of a myth. "God… If you are inclined to think of me as God, then I am a god…"
Xu Zhi had never thought of becoming a god.
But since that was what they all thought he was, then he might as well play along. It was simply just being a god.
And also, can you ladies put on some clothes…
Xu Zhi had indicated his identity to be that of a crow. Though he did not feel any physical reaction at the moment, his mind was still that of a human. With his human thoughts in play, it was inevitable for him to feel somewhat heated up with excitement. I do have a girlfriend, alright, albeit a surface girlfriend.
He thought about it for a moment and said, "I am one of the intelligent species that the Supreme God once created. Unlike you, though powerful, I'm not capable of reproduction, and that makes me a unique existence. I am Hermes, the God of Wisdom, and I'm responsible for all living beings of this world. You can also call me by my other name, Mercury. I have come to light the fire of the backward Babylonian tribe, and bring you the Truth of this world."
Sizz!
The crowd held its breath.
Circe could not help but ask, "Oh Great God of Wisdom, Hermes, what is the Truth of this world?"
Xu Zhi smiled and said, "The truth, is that the origin of all rules and power of the world, everything that you see in the world around you, are all contained within the Truth. I have come to give the mortals, that I see before me, the Triple Knowledge of Truth of Meditation, Alchemy, and Sorcery."
The Truth of this world: meditation, alchemy, sorcery.
The expressions on everyone's face changed completely.
Back then, Gilgamesh had been gifted with the Three Treasures of Civilization. And now, they were going to receive the Triple Knowledge of Truth?
"We… we have actually encountered a legendary deity…" One of the beautiful witches wearing a crown made of a garland of flowers could not help but tremble from head to toe because of the excitement. She was so worked up that her pretty face was flushed, and her voice was trembling like a mosquito's buzz, "It's like I'm dreaming," she said.
It was as if they had just been in a dream.
It was hard to imagine that they were actually experiencing Gilgamesh's mythological allusions and were seeing a great god with their own eyes.
Xu Zhi was silent.
They were shocked, but rightfully so. This meeting was a conversation between a God from heaven and a Babylonian, and it would be recorded and go a long way down in the course of history.
"Meditation, alchemy, and magic, what are these?" Medea could not help but ask.
Xu Zhi laughed but when projected through the voice of a crow, his laughter became an eerie and bizarre cackle that sounded sharp and hoarse. "Meditation is the way to cultivate one's spirituality, enabling you to gain the foundation to become gods. It is the path to becoming a great being like me and gain authority over this world, serve the superior Creator high above you, and listen to his teachings in the Temple of Genesis."
Becoming a god…
The crowd's breathing quickened. To them, this was extremely shocking information. Was he saying that they could rival this mysterious, bizarre, and powerful creature and become one of the gods that controlled this world?
Progressing towards true immortality…
That was a forbidden realm that even the ancient Hero King, Gilgamesh, had yet to set foot in!!
Xu Zhi did not care about the crowd and continued to talk, oblivious to the crowd that was already immersed in shock.
"Alchemy is the occult study of the unknown knowledge of creating life. It is the method to pry open the Gates of Truth. If you can master this knowledge, you will gain the glory of owning the entire Truth of this world. Nothing is left unknown to you, and all the obscured, implicit things in this world would disappear from your side."
His voice was not loud, but it carried an extremely strange magical power that resounded throughout the snow-white water of the Emiya Pool and drifted towards the mountain peaks where it went on traveling far into the distance.
"The principle of alchemy is that all things in the world are related as they reinforce, neutralize, and replace one another. The mystery of alchemy is based on the 'Trinity Formula': one quality satisfies another, one quality is the bane of another, and one element dominates another."
What was this??
They were all intoxicated as they seemingly understand what they were listening to yet were somehow finding the recondite words abstruse and hard to understand.
They were all intoxicated by this voice that seemed to come from a deity in heaven and listening to it made every inch of their body tingle with excitement. They were listening in a daze, feeling confused, but did not dare to ask questions. They could only bite their lips in silence with nervous expressions on their faces as they forced themselves to remember everything well. They were so afraid of getting even one word wrong.
Every word was extremely difficult to understand, but there had to be some deep meaning behind that which contained the Truth of the world.
Xu Zhi saw them behaving so respectfully and started on the third knowledge. "Sorcery is the miraculous power that can allow your psychic power to break down the earth from fire, break up the sun and moon with lightning, and extract fire from the ocean. According to this principle, you can produce many extraordinary transformations from a single object."
Wind, rain, lightning, transforming everything with psychic power?
"What a great, inconceivable power." The witches' minds were completely blank. They had completely lost their cool. They were hit hard by the impact of these unimaginable words that shook them to their very core and caused them such unparalleled shock.
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