479: Chapter 459: The Perceiver 479: Chapter 459: The Perceiver “Akesuun, the one who thirsts for blood, huh…”
This was a deity whose na had been erased, depicted in the mural.
Just with a glance, Lu Ping’an knew that his previous guess was probably wrong, this place absolutely wasn’t a sanctuary created by Sun God believers…
because it was the Sun God who killed Akesuun himself!
This hall should be the “main hall” of the underground tomb, which also engraved the great achievents of the tomb’s owner.
He defied his father and was killed by him.
In the mural, the beast-headed deity was dying under the Sun God’s wave-like spear.
This scene made Lu Ping’an ponder.
This level of reversal seed to have no effect on anything.
So things were worth mulling over…
This was a sanctuary and tomb that was less than a hundred years old, located not too far from the Schlei Domain.
It should have been built by the followers of Akesuun, who were obviously branded as losers and heretics.
They built palaces in remote areas…
Was it possible to deceive everyone so easily without the support of the local lord?
Lu Ping’an shook his head; it wasn’t the ti for archeology right now.
The private affairs of the deities had nothing to do with him; he needed more valuable information.
“…
The deities were at war with so beings, and Akesuun was a fanatical warmonger and a great general leading the army…”
“…
The Sun God betrayed everyone, secretly communicating with the enemy’s leader, trying to stop the war…”
“Akesuun tried to persuade his father that the monsters from the Abyss were not trustworthy and warned that if his father insisted on going his own way, the secret would be told to other deities…”
“So, he died…”
It was a very explosive content that, if was exposed ten or twenty years ago, would make soone either hunted down by the world or beco the protagonist of a destiny.
But now, even the protagonist, the Sun God, had fled, no matter how explosive the content was, it could only serve as a conversation topic.
This ti, Lu Ping’an thought the priests who kept shouting “blasphemy” and “deception” would do so again, but their expressions were calm, and they didn’t shout…
Maybe they had already wavered, or they had been numbed by the constant news.
“There are many more unacceptable contents that often appear in various books of the Evil Gods.
We don’t take it seriously.”
Oh, so that’s how it is, they had already been vaccinated?
Lu Ping’an beca thoughtful, and he was interested in the “enemy” in the story.
It could make the Sun God consider a truce and even kill his own child to silence him, that opponent must be extrely powerful.
But why hadn’t he heard of it…
oh, no, there were signs.
The Crown of Honor didn’t die in battle, did it?
Wasn’t the one who killed it a Sky Demon (a foreign god)?
He recalled the next series of “disaster murals”, which no one seed to care about anymore; after all, it would be the end of the world, did it matter how they died?
“I’ve been here before…” At this mont, a hesitant and uneasy voice suddenly echoed in the empty hall.
Surprised gazes were cast at the source of the sound, but the woman hurriedly covered her mouth, not knowing why she would say such words.
Reflected on the magnificent ceiling by the lamplight, the story of the deity was engraved, the great Beast God being undefeated in countless battles, always volunteering as a vanguard, and this familiar scene had appeared countless tis in Catherine’s past dreams.
She had been here, not just once.
Had she co here when she was a child?
Lu Ping’an touched his chin and laughed; this was interesting.
A Holy Fire Knight, a devout believer of the Sun God, yet related to an excommunicated Evil God…
Her faith obviously wasn’t a problem.
So, the person who brought her here was a heretic?
Her family and parents were heretics?
If so, why would such a heretic family settle here?
This simple story might not have much significance, but at this point, this person with an extrely special identity, who ca here under the arrangent of fate, suddenly made it more intriguing.
Lu Ping’an could sll the scent of “fate” in this…
“It seems I have to increase my investnt…”
Looking at Catherine, who was being surrounded and questioned by other priests, Lu Ping’an thought for a mont, went over to help her, and also threw her an investnt buff.
“This should make you feel a little better; maybe you can recall sothing more.”
Lu Ping’an already had a rough guess.
The fall of the Beast God didn’t happen too long ago, so his followers naturally wouldn’t vanish so quickly.
Those followers might have found the place where their deity fell and then built this palace…
The two murals outside, when combined, probably revealed the true story.
“The Sun God, or so other supre being, spoke to the Ancient Gods and resurrected the deceased.
And the followers of the Beast God tried to expedite the revival of their deity?”
On the mural outside, the clear Beast God pattern was probably the answer to everything.
“A resurrected deity?”
A revived god, even if it was just a god corpse, was sothing Lu Ping’an absolutely did not want to encounter…
He had to consider whether to stop here.
At this mont, he crouched down, closed his eyes, and inserted his fingers into the earth, concentrating on using his unfamiliar new power.
“My friends, respond to my inquiry.
Is there a deity within this underground tomb?”
Before Lu Ping’an ca to this world, he completed his “second ritual” for advancent in a short ti.
The Parasitic Tree, as a whole, was the result of a person turning into a semi-plant.
The first ritual (Curse) granted Lu Ping’an the bloodline power of plants, changing him on a physical level, while the second ritual changed so more important aspects.
“…
No?
Thank you.”
After waiting for several minutes, Lu Ping’an finally received a response and nodded in satisfaction, only to find himself drenched in sweat.
“Seventh Sense Awakening” was the na of Lu Ping’an’s second ritual…
After learning this, he asked questions for half a day, only to confirm that there was no goddess nad Athena in this world, nor any Saint Fighter.
But he indeed borrowed the power of a goddess…
well, Lin Nu.
As a Proper God of the Life/Plant System, she was relatively “lawful and good.” Most legal rituals would prioritize using her power first.
Although the big cat grumbled and complained, it didn’t really do anything about it.
The first curse transford the Gardener’s body, while the second curse focused on sensory adjustnts.
It is well known that plants have their own ways of sensing and understanding the world.
So communicate through the concentration of “tallic particles,” so through “electrical reactions,” and so through “electrostatic triggers.” Every detailed study of these phenona posed doubts about whether they were the products of natural evolution of life.
This communication and perception could be highly efficient at tis.
A single plant’s pest issue might lead the entire mountain’s plants to adopt a corresponding defense chanism.
A bamboo flower blooming might signify all bamboos would soon bloom, too.
Many of these mystical phenona still lacked explanations to this day.
For a Parasitic Tree to coexist with plants, it naturally needed a plant’s “mouth,” “eyes,” and “hands”…
However, plants themselves lacked a unified language, and their communication and perception thods tended to be limited to their own kind.
The “Omnipotent Perception Communication,” or “Seventh Sense,” was the solution offered by the Gardeners.
“Oh, there are…
more…
lives…
below…”
Previously, when Lu Ping’an used his Life Perception ability, he could obtain so feedback from the magic plants, but he had to be close enough, and the information conveyed was extrely simple…
Because his ability range was very limited, the intelligence of the magic plants was also limited, and “attack,” “defense,” and “concealnt” were their limits.
But the Seventh Sense, borrowed from divine power, allowed Lu Ping’an to communicate and perceive emotions and intentions with all of “nature” in this region.
This ability was similar to awakening a collective consciousness of all plants within an area and then conducting an AI-based communication.
It was costly and had low practical value in combat.
At first, Lu Ping’an thought this ability was rather diocre, as it only enlarged the range of communication and perception, and perhaps could be useful when searching for wild magic plants.
But just now, he could even feel the anger of the forest directly and borrow life force from them…
Going further would probably allow large-scale manipulation of low-level magic plants and ordinary plants.
“Finally, I understand why high-level Gardeners can create a forest with a wave of their hands and use it like their own beast swarm.”
It wasn’t Lu Ping’an’s power, but the local natural spirits were angered by the contamination and erosion of the “Undead Life,” allowing him to use his own life energy to command the local magic plants.
It might be true that Lu Ping’an borrowed their power, but from another perspective, the local nature also borrowed Lu Ping’an’s body to express their will.
Many high-level Gardeners possessed similar powers, but it just so happened that the Parasitic Tree was a bit special and arrived relatively early.
And because Lu Ping’an had just “removed the malignant tumor,” the local natural spirits were friendlier towards him, more willing to communicate with him.
Even underground, there were countless plants that, despite the harsh environnt, had far more tenacity than animals.
The questions Lu Ping’an asked were quite simple: “Is there a high-dinsional existence below that is beyond resistance?” and “Are there many lives down there?”
High-dinsional existence or beings that incite universal fear and resistance in all lives and bizarre things beyond the life hierarchy of one’s own could be understood even by plants…
If a deity with unhidden power really appeared in the forest, the awakened natural spirits would certainly submit.
The first answer was negative, which relieved Lu Ping’an.
Otherwise, he would have had to consider whether to go back right away.
The significance of the second answer was minimal…
The footsteps quickly approached.
“Prepare for battle!
They co with ill intentions.” The moss under the attackers’ feet had already inford Lu Ping’an of their hostility.
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