Chapitre 11: Chapter 10 Constructing the God Pantheon Stairway
Two weeks later, autumn had deepened, and golden leaves danced in the wind, raining down upon the earth like a shower.
The three half-human members of the Fischer family finally no longer lived in the wooden hut outside of town but officially moved into South City within the town, from then on to lead a completely different life.
South City, a place in Nasir Town where the middle-income residents lived, wasn't as wealthy as the affluent North City, but it was certainly wealthier than the poor East City.
Lucius had long since found out about important figures and powers in South City District that one shouldn't trifle with: an elder in his nineties from the silver descendant clan, and the Taylor family, a knight clan.
Silver descendants, flame descendants, dragon descendants, and stone descendants are all branches of the regular human species and are commonly referred to by the general public as sub-humans, often living collectively in familial clans.
Elves, dwarves, and beastmen, on the other hand, are considered different from the broader human category and are generally seen as a foreign race by human society.
The silver descendant clan residing in Nasir Town is said to possess a spellcaster lineage, and their elder is a well-experienced spellcaster.
The Taylor family is a knight clan with a legacy of over two hundred years, with several members in the family who have dug into their knight-type extraordinary powers.
With the growing middle class in the Cyart Kingdom, knights today generally lack manors and lands, but those who hold an extraordinary lineage still have an extremely high status, unaffected by firearms.
How could bullets fired from a mere flintlock compare with bodies hardened by extensive training?
"Is this really our new home?"
Irene, wearing the formally purchased black dress, with her arms wrapped around her swaddled brother, tilted her head up, looking incredulously at the white mansion before her.
The white mansion had a large area with three levels, many rooms, enough for a dozen people to live together, and in the lush green courtyard, expensive and lifelike stone sculptures were placed around.
Although the renovated mansion was bought through sea merchant John's channels at a price thirty percent cheaper, its luxury still couldn't match that of the town chief or the merchant's homes, but compared to the average wealthy households in Nasir Town, there was no difference.
She always had hopes and dreams for the future, but she had never indulged in fantasies of living in such a place.
When she was small, her parents could only provide her with poverty and a life where one meal was uncertain from the next.
Hunger, poverty, and humility—the shadow of her original family was deeply etched into her very marrow.
The young girl looked down at the brother in her swaddle, murmuring, "You won't be like me, Chris. I swear you will grow up in a wealthy childhood."
The silver-haired Chris slept soundly in her arms, seemingly having grown a bit more over the past half month, looking plump all over.
He knew nothing of all that had befallen the Fischer family.
Tonight was the Fischer family's first formal sacrifice to the Lord of the Lost.
About the standard and procedure for the sacrifice to the Lord of the Lost, Irene and the others discussed for a long time, but in the end, based on the knowledge Byrne remembered, they made minor alterations before carrying out the sacrificial ceremony.
Karl's consciousness silently observed the whole process, too lazy to expend spiritual power on such trivial matters, so from beginning to end, he maintained silence and calm.
Of course, he still found it rather interesting; mortals took care to discuss gravely those things the great entities simply didn't care about at all, not daring to slacken in the slightest.
Could it be that he'd truly crossed into the body of a fallen deity, or is he just a powerful mystical entity? Honestly, even now, Karl was still unclear on the specifics.
All he knew was that if he were playing an "economy game," then the few people in the Fischer family were currently his only "chess pieces."
Because the first magnificent appearance of the Lord of the Lost came one night, the Fischer family's sacrificial ceremony was ultimately chosen to be performed deep into the night.
Byrne, different from his father Lucius, who had licked blood off his blade and was illiterate, had once learned from a home tutor skilled in the arts for a few years.
His mother had originally hoped Byrne would become a painter.
That was until his mother died of an illness, his father took away all the wealth he and his mother had, and Byrne kept the few books in the house with him ever since.
He also knew quite a bit about religious knowledge and continued to provide suggestions:
"Well, generally, the one who officiates the sacrifice, or the so-called Priest, is the highest-ranking person in a religious organization."
"So we must choose someone to lead the sacrificial ceremony."
The lethargic Lucius narrowed his eyes indifferently and said, "I think you should do it, Irene."
"Because it was your prayers that began to change the destiny of the Fischer family, and you were the one chosen by the great Lord of the Lost to impart the arcane knowledge."
Me?
Irene lowered her head, sinking into deep thoughts.
The recent healing experience had touched her greatly; the once untouchable bigwigs of Nasir Town, who never even glanced at her, were now full of pleading and reverence.
The extraordinary power bestowed by Him had indeed changed many things.
No, it had changed everything about destiny!
In the dead of night, with all preparations complete in the great hall, including the infant in swaddling clothes, all four members of the Fischer family were gathered.
Irene, Lucius, and Byrne knelt in succession before the long table where a transparent bottle was quietly placed.
In their eyes, apart from admiration and awe, there was a mix of different emotions: gratitude, yearning, and curiosity.
Irene took a deep breath and lifted the black iron box containing the Blazing Coral in her hands.
She recalled the words she had prepared in her mind, which had been crafted by Byrne - extremely formal and meticulous to a fault.
For some reason, Irene eventually followed her own thoughts and spoke out.
"Calm down, and prepare to express our hearts to the great Lord of the Lost."
"Great Lord of the Lost, you are the deity who punishes evil, bestows miracles, and saves mankind."
"Please accept our humble offering."
"May Your spirit fill us and guide every step of the Fischer family's future, granting the Fischer family wisdom and strength."
Karl quickly felt the spirituality of the extraordinary materials rushing towards him like flight, containing the unique fire element of the Blazing Coral.
The extraordinary materials in Irene's hands turned to a small pile of ashes in the blink of an eye.
Karl felt the spirituality being devoured by himself, ready for the corresponding preparations.
"Endless Abode Without Walls..."
He silently recited the cryptic spell to journey into dreams from his memory, preparing to initiate the conjunction of the celestial spheres and connect the Spirit Realm with this world through the dreamscapes in the crevices of many worlds.
According to the knowledge restored in Karl's memory, to step onto the initial God Pantheon stairway, one must first bridge this world with the Spirit Realm, incorporating the corresponding Spiritual Laws.
There were thirteen steps in total on the God Pantheon stairway known from the extensive arcane knowledge he held; expanding each rank required the consumption of a certain degree of spirituality.
To unlock the power of Consecution at the 1st Rank was the easiest; it only required one primary Class 1 Extraordinary Material and some auxiliary materials.
The degree of spirituality contained in extraordinary materials varied, generally classified from Class 0 to Class 9.
Karl estimated that it would take three pieces of Class 0 extraordinary materials or one piece of Class 1 Extraordinary Material to imprint the 1st rank on the Spirit Realm, and the specific material didn't matter as long as enough spirituality could be amassed.
Which specific extraordinary materials he chose would determine the formula for the God Pantheon stairway's 1st Rank potion, once embedded in the Spiritual Laws of this world.
For instance, the Blazing Coral currently obtained by the Fischer family was an extraordinary material, originating from the transformation of a magical coral from the depths of the sea after its death.
If Karl used the spirituality of "Blazing Coral" to expand any 1st Rank of the God Pantheon stairway.
From then on, everyone in the world could have the chance to ascend this stairway through a potion formula made from "Blazing Coral."
The entire world's Extraordinary law would undergo an unprecedented major change due to his actions to come!
Chapitre 12: Chapter 11: The Descent of the Spirit Realm
Spirit Realm.
That was a strange world within the endless universe, gathering an immense amount of spirituality.
The boundary between the material world and the Spirit Realm was the offspring of reason and passion—dreams.
Intelligent life could use dreams as a bridge to enter the scope of the Spirit Realm with their consciousness.
The entire structure of the Spirit Realm essentially consisted of two parts: the Spirit Realm Ocean that occupied a vast area and the numerous "islands" formed from the subconscious of intelligent beings throughout history.
Karl's consciousness had already sneaked into the Spirit Realm, still taking the form of a black cross of light, floating in the high skies of the Spirit Realm.
There was no absolute concept of up or down in the Spirit Realm; below Karl was the boundless, nearly transparent Spirit Realm Ocean, and above was the raging waves of the same ocean.
The numerous islands looked like a spread of chess pieces across the board when viewed from above.
"According to the knowledge obtained from memory, the mere act of my entering here is enough to keep the gates of the Spirit Realm open to the Claud World."
The material world inhabited by intelligent life had an intrinsic attraction to the Spirit Realm, which could only eternally exist as their spirituality was transmitted there through dreams.
Karl took a deep breath, and deep within his heart, there was an inextinguishable sense of excitement.
The world that was purely about swords and magic was about to be gradually tainted with other hues by his acting as an unruly "Evil God."
Next, he was to imprint "Spiritual Laws" and construct the God Pantheon stairway.
Numerous "constellations" suddenly appeared in Karl's vision.
The group of stars gleamed brilliantly, each shining in different magnitudes, adorning the infinitely wide firmament.
They were the various Extraordinary laws contained within the Spirit Realm; each Extraordinary law, once formed, could scarcely change, as the entire foundation of the corresponding world would collapse.
Extraordinary laws would become ever more robust, and Karl could not change the existing ones, yet he had the ability to add new Spiritual Laws.
He detached the spirituality of "Blazing Coral" from the depths of his soul and found the constellation that symbolized Claud World's Extraordinary laws.
The invisible will brought the spiritual trait of "Blazing Coral" down to one of the empty stars.
The insides lit up with the shadow of flames!
In the gold-red fire, there was a man holding a blade, with a body full of scars, and from his cold eyes, black and red blood kept streaming.
He created the first stairway on the Claud World's God Pantheon stairway,
"Path of Conquest."
He also received a portion of the "Spiritual Radiance" of the 1st Rank of "Path of Conquest."
All he had to do was bestow this "Spiritual Radiance," and he could instantly promote an ordinary person to the 1st Rank of Consecution of the "Path of Conquest."
The Power of Consecution was "Gladiator"!
The Gladiator had three Extraordinary traits, the first being "body fortification," a balanced enhancement of physical attributes so that even an ordinary person could become as strong as the mightiest human once they received the power of a Gladiator.
The second was "Weapon Proficiency," allowing the Gladiator to instantly grasp the usage of weapons. Even those they had never touched or seen before could be mastered, gaining the skill and experience to wield them.
The third was "Fight to the Death," in which the Gladiator's reaction speed increased the more severe the injury, with body functions barely declining due to the wounds.
Karl gazed at the shadow of fire within the star— the blood-tear figure with the weapon in hand remained for a long time.
"From now on, in Claud World, anyone needs only to use 'Blazing Coral' as the primary material, along with suitable auxiliary substances to create the 'Gladiator's' upgrade magic potion."
Consciousness returned to the material world, and only a brief moment had passed.
After contemplating for a moment, Karl eventually gave the "Spiritual Radiance" to Lucius.
He was the only adult in the Fischer family, battle-hardened, with extremely rich combat experience, capable of maximizing the power of the "Gladiator."
Lucius suddenly felt a unique power surging within him!
"Great Lord of the Lost! I praise everything about You! Thank you for Your blessing!"
He instantly received information about the "Gladiator" in his mind, and his body and limbs felt significantly stronger, his senses much sharper.
Overall, his physical fitness had completely surpassed the level of ordinary humans!
If he were to fight that burly bandit again, his strength would certainly not be inferior to his opponent's.
Lucius rose respectfully, bowed, and walked over to pick up a vase from a nearby table, memories of practicing with a vase as a weapon for years unexpectedly surfacing in his mind.
"What a miraculous ability, is this the true Extraordinary power?"
Beyond that, the Spiritual Power contained within his soul also received a modest guaranteed boost.
Lucius was tremendously excited, and Irene also took a deep breath.
She knelt devoutly before the black cross glowing inside the transparent bottle, immense admiration surging within her once again.
The Fischer family will forever be grateful to the great Lord of the Lost!
My Lord!
How magnificent!
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Many people in the Claud World had collective dreams of a very unusual world.
It was a snowy woodland with towering forests that blocked out the sky completely. Looking around, the ground was covered with leaves turned to white ash.
The burnt-out ashes formed tall trees reaching dozens of meters high, blocking the vast expanse of pure white sky above.
There were no constellations or sun in the sky, nothing at all.
Those who intruded into this place took a long time to find their way out.
Upon waking, many felt an inexplicable intense fear.
The world behind that woodland seemed to be an unprecedented new realm, with that strange place holding immense dangers and opportunities alike.
The Extraordinary Exponents who dreamed of it felt an even stronger sensation, and countless individuals even perceived a black cross glowing in the deepest part of the sky, instinctively bowing their heads, not daring to look directly at It.
What exactly were those dreams and the things shown within them?
The people of the present world do not yet know.
In the very center of the Lorne Empire on the Ouden Continent, within the great cathedral of the Salvation Church.
An old man in a white robe knelt before the magnificent statue of the Light of Salvation, dozens of meters tall, with his eyes tightly shut and hands clasped together.
He had received an oracle from the Light of Salvation, seeing a prophecy about the future of the world.
The Pope saw a future where time, space, and physics were in chaos—tracts of land sinking one after another, everything collapsing and crumbling in the destructive Spirituality, heralding a complete end.
Endless lava and solid ice fell from the sky simultaneously, the brilliance of civilizations extinguished one by one, until the entire world was left with nothing but tranquility and silence.
In the end, he slowly opened his eyes.
"The end, the most crucial element for the end of the world has arrived."
"It has taken on the form of the Lord of the Lost, and has already bred an exceedingly evil faith in the east of the Ouden Continent."
The purple-robed bishop behind him looked towards His Holiness the Pope, waiting for his subsequent directive.
"Go, deliver a message to all the kings."
The Pope's voice was old yet firm, leaving no room for doubt.
"Any person on the continent, humans, sub-humans, or even foreign race—as long as they find heretics in the east who worship that Lord of the Lost and strangle the emerging evil in its cradle, can become a saint of the Salvation Church."
"A saint?"
The bishop showed an incredulous look, hardly believing what he was hearing; the number of "saints" throughout the thousands of years of long history of the Salvation Church was incredibly few!
The Pope continued, "Yes, that person will receive a thread of Divine Power from the Light of Salvation!"
In that moment, the bishop thought the Pope had gone mad, deciding on such a measure; the Divine Power bestowed by the Light of Salvation could change the world's structure, so precious it was!
Yet, the Pope took a deep breath as if he aged a dozen years in a moment and said:
"Any hesitation you show is an act of irreverence, and you should repent. Carry out my command immediately."
His next words left the bishop stunned, his mind blank.
"You must understand that it is not a command from my heart, but an oracle directly issued by the Light of Salvation itself!"
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