Inner God Worldline.
In a space of pure white so blinding it seed unreal, only two figures of Daniel remained.
Inner God Daniel stared at Knowledge Daniel across from him. The calmness on Knowledge Daniel’s face exerted an invisible pressure, making Inner God Daniel uneasy.
"This is a gift for you."
Knowledge Daniel’s voice rang out as he extended a glowing scroll toward Inner God Daniel.
Inner God Daniel did not imdiately reach for it. His eyes moved between the scroll and Knowledge Daniel’s face, as if analyzing the situation.
"What is this?"
"A recipe," Knowledge Daniel explained. "The recipe for a False God Rank Skill Scroll. Consider it a token of our cooperation."
"I hope you’ll treat as a true ally, not an enemy who needs to be guarded against at all tis."
After a mont of hesitation, Inner God Daniel finally extended his hand and accepted the recipe.
The scroll wasn’t heavy, but he felt his wrist grow heavy as soon as he held it. He unfurled it, and the text and symbols on it writhed like living creatures, describing a thod of constructing a power he had never encountered before.
False God Rank Skill. Those four words deepened the unease in his heart.
He felt as though he were a marionette, every step being ticulously planned by soone else. This sense of losing control was highly unpleasant.
He wanted to resist, to break free from this invisible cage, but his rational mind reminded him that Knowledge Daniel held information and strategies he could not hope to match.
It seed that every move he made was already foreseen by Knowledge Daniel. This sense of helplessness was more exasperating than any direct attack could ever be.
"The materials you need have also been prepared."
Knowledge Daniel’s voice cut through Inner God Daniel’s thoughts once more.
As soon as his words fell, a pile of rare materials, each glowing with different hues, appeared in front of Inner God Daniel. Every item was essential for synthesizing a God Rank Skill.
"You have ten minutes. That should be enough to complete it and ascend to godhood."
Knowledge Daniel’s words were flat, yet carried an undeniable command.
Inner God Daniel now had no doubt. He had fallen into a carefully laid trap.
From the very beginning of their cooperation, he had been passively accepting the "gifts" and "arrangents" from Knowledge Daniel. He had no room for choice.
"Our true enemy, the strongest Daniel, is watching closely."
"He’s preparing to ascend, and once he succeeds, we’ll all beco stepping stones. If you don’t act now, you’ll be the first to die."
Inner God Daniel was deeply dissatisfied with Knowledge Daniel’s current attitude toward him. It felt as if he had beco a subordinate, forced to obey without question. But at the sa ti, he knew Knowledge Daniel wasn’t lying.
In their previous confrontations, he had already witnessed the terrifying power of that other Daniel.
Grinding his teeth, the hesitation and reluctance in his eyes finally turned into a decisive resolve. He had no other path to follow.
Without another mont of delay, Inner God Daniel grabbed the materials on the ground, following the instructions on the recipe, and began the synthesis process.
The materials broke apart and reassembled under his control, energy clashing violently within the small space.
Ten minutes later, a brand-new scroll ford in his hands.
False God Rank Skill Scroll.
He could feel the imnse power contained within the scroll, but it carried a sense of alienation, as if the power did not belong to him.
He had no ti to contemplate further. Without hesitation, he pressed the scroll against his chest. The scroll transford into a streak of light and rged into his body.
A torrent of power surged through him in an instant. His life force shifted, and divine light erupted from his body.
He had succeeded. He had ascended to godhood in one fell swoop.
But there was no joy in him. Instead, he felt as if a mark had been etched deep into his soul, a mark that did not belong to him.
City of Luck.
Daniel had found Faer and Aurelia. His expression was serious as he spoke with great resolve:
"I now know the ritual you need. After completing this ritual, you will beco Inner Gods, but without losing your sanity."
Faer froze, a look of disbelief appearing in his eyes.
"How is this possible? Can we really resist the corruption of the Inner God?"
Daniel nodded, his tone confident.
"Based on my analysis, there is indeed a way."
"We won’t directly bear the influence of the Inner God. Instead, we will establish a ’proxy.’"
"With this proxy chanism, your bodies will beco Inner Gods, but your consciousness will remain independent."
"To put it simply, you will gain the power and knowledge of the Inner God, but your essence, your sanity, and your identity will be separated through this ritual. While the Inner God’s influence will still be present, this will be enough to allow you to maintain your sanity even when at the Inner God level."
Faer’s breathing grew rapid. The ritual that Daniel described was logical, intricately connected, and seed full of feasibility.
In fact, with Faer’s genius, he had thought of sothing similar in the past.
However, before this, he had never found a way to make it practical. While it made sense theoretically, the reality was a completely different matter.
But now, the ritual Daniel proposed was nothing short of the design of a supre genius.
Even Faer, who considered himself destined for greatness, couldn’t help but marvel at the brilliance of this ritual.
The one who created this ritual was undoubtedly the most powerful and knowledgeable being in the world.
At that mont, Faer thought of sothing, and he nearly confird it in his mind: this ritual must have co from the God of Knowledge.
But so what?
This was a plan tailor-made for him!
Only by completing the ritual could he truly step into the Inner God level. And only at the Inner God level could he achieve his ultimate goal!
This was the goal he had spent his entire life chasing, and now it was within his reach.
A brilliant light erupted in Faer’s eyes, a fla that had been suppressed for years igniting in an instant.
"I’ve waited for this day for too long."
His voice trembled with excitent.
Without hesitation, he imdiately turned and began drawing a complex array on the ground with special materials.
"We start imdiately!"
His movents were precise and swift, and intricate patterns erged under his hands, forming a massive, arcane array.
Aurelia walked to a core node of the array and stood firm, her expression resolute as she prepared herself.
As the lines of the array began to close, the air in the room began to vibrate faintly, emitting a low hum.
An unprecedented ritual was about to begin.
For Faer and Aurelia, this was an incredibly important mont.
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