"David? He’s actually not dead yet?"
Fang Qiong’s face turned pale upon hearing this voice.
"No, he’s already dead... or rather, he survived in the form of an evil spirit."
Fang Xing shook his head, gently leapt with Fang Qiong, and landed on the rooftop of a skyscraper.
From this vantage point, they could see a group of Transcendents from the ’Forest of Worms’ besieging an evil spirit.
Just then, with a roar that sounded both like fury and like a declaration, the evil spirit’s figure suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant of sludge several ters tall.
Countless black sludge covered the giant’s body, revealing faint, twisted, hideous faces that brought extre corrosion and corruption, darkness...
"The evil spirit of the Angel of Darkness, indeed extraordinary."
"The brilliance that blasphes the Divine has beco the angel’s secret... It belongs to our Forest of Worms."
Olives held a Holy Relic in both hands. Upon closer inspection, it seed like the shed skin of so insect, carrying a sense of illusory history.
Around him, a number of Transcendents were chanting strange spells, even cutting their own wrists, letting blood flow into the ritual patterns on the ground.
Rustle!
The sound of a giant insect crawling across the ground echoed.
History seed to turn into pages at this mont, and a gigantic worm was biting through the pages of the book of history, finally descending on this Secret Realm!
——Secret History Worm!
This bizarre giant worm was dark yellow all over, with skin exuding a light similar to parchnt and a texture akin to papyrus, several ters long, charging at the black giant.
Bang! Bang!
The two huge objects collided, and the shock waves toppled nearby skyscrapers one by one.
"These are treasures from the Gulan era..."
Seeing this, Fang Qiong couldn’t help but feel heartache: "The technology of the Gulan period was even more advanced than ours now... They’re destroying ancient artifacts, committing cris!"
"Let’s not worry about that now..."
Fang Xing looked up and saw the black sludge giant retreating, clearly no match for the Secret History Worm.
Crunch!
Suddenly, the head of the Secret History Worm cracked open, revealing countless sharp teeth.
Its large mouth closed sharply, biting off the head and most of the shoulders of the black sludge giant.
Crash!
The black sludge giant exploded, countless black sludge splattering in all directions, carrying an indescribable aura of decay.
Several Transcendents from the Forest of Worms who couldn’t evade in ti got splashed with the black sludge, their Transcendent defenses instantly breached, emitting screams.
After the black sludge giant crumbled, only a sowhat bewildered human Spiritual Body remained in its place.
He was about 1.7 ters tall, with golden hair, crimson eyes, handso features, but his expression was sowhat confused: "I... I’m a blaspher, I desecrated the Divine brilliance... but I’m still dead... I’m guilty..."
On the surface of this bewildered Spiritual Body, there were peculiar wounds, seemingly like imprints, permanently etched on the Spiritual Body, never healing.
"David, surrender your secret of blaspheming the Divine... Otherwise, even your evil spirit will be utterly annihilated."
Olives ended the ritual and sent back the Secret History Worm, stepping forward with a look of assurance in his eyes.
As an evil spirit, already weakened, it was certainly inferior to a true angel.
Having been severely wounded by the Secret History Worm, now even Olives, as one with Longevity, could easily seize him.
"I..."
After death, under the influence of ether, humans might beco vengeful spirits, evil spirits...
But becoming such a Spiritual Body actually equated to the birth of a new Life on the original flesh, carrying so intense emotions and mories, strictly speaking, already two different people.
David’s evil spirit had confused eyes; after being severely wounded, a deep mory erged: "Wooo... I’m not the blaspher, I’m just a pitiful worm... I thought I desecrated the Divine brilliance, but actually... it was all orchestrated by the Dark God... He deliberately made an angel, my life, my Destiny, my everything... all within the arrangent of the Divine..."
"What?"
This ’Secret History’ instantly made Olives’ expression change drastically!
He’s been arduously pursuing the blaspher’s tomb just to acquire the legacy and ascend to an unhindered angel!
Now he’s told that his dream is shattered, that the blaspher beca an angel due to Divine arrangent!
Truly unhindered angels simply do not exist!
This cruel collapse of ideals is an even more brutal blow to soone who has lived for hundreds of years, with almost all family and friends deceased.
After all, those with Longevity have only their dreams left, and now even those dreams have shattered; what remains?
"Haha... So everything is fake?"
"Everything is a lie, deceiving the world, leading people to corruption?"
Olives laughed heartily.
Cracks appeared on his body as if it were porcelain.
The surging ether of ’History’ transford into a decaying wind, fiercely sweeping across the surroundings.
"Ah!"
Amidst screams, several Transcendents from the Forest of Worms cried out, seemingly having their hundreds of years of Ti stolen, imdiately turning into dried corpses on the ground.
Not only that!
The surging ether of history was rapidly turning dark... as if in decline.
"Track-shifting ritual!"
One enlightener shouted while fleeing, "And the ’Obscure Ritual’... Lord Olives has gone mad... he wants to turn to the dark path!"
Once a Transcendent chooses a path, it cannot be altered!
But this iron law of the Secret Realm actually has loopholes and allowances.
It can still change when a very special situation occurs, but it will be very dangerous, even if successful, it will leave significant aftereffects.
It only happens at so very special monts.
"Haha... Dark Path God... you deceive the world, preach decay... using David as a trap, you want to fall?"
Olives was shrouded in black energy, suddenly tearing open the Holy Relic: ’the skin of the worm’: "Then... let’s fall... since I cannot be a free angel, I will beco an angel of the dark path... I sacrifice the Secret History Worm, sacrifice David’s spirit, sacrifice all of mine..."
Rustle!
The pages of the Secret History book were turned, and the Secret History Worm drilled out again.
Except this ti, as soon as it ca out, it was entangled by black tentacles stretched out from the ritual, uttering a screeching wail.
David’s Spiritual Body was just staring blankly at everything, even being treated as a sacrifice without much expression.
"Ah... this is the Divine conspiracy of ’Shadow of Raven’!"
The enlightener who luckily escaped a certain distance suddenly understood, "He wants Lord Olives to fall, to let us sacrifice the Secret History Worm... Lord, you cannot turn to the dark path..."
Unfortunately, his shouting was to no avail.
Olives had already transford into a shadow, directly tearing the back of the Secret History Worm, burrowing in.
The Secret History Worm roared, rolling... this most beloved creation of the God of History was becoming entirely pitch black, the chaotic head showed a face, exactly the features of Olives!
This Long-living of history, after the changes of the ritual, was about to beco the angel of the dark path — the dark worm!
The enlightener fleeing for life suddenly saw two more people appear before him.
His expression was blank, suddenly a steam-filled palm pressed down, then he saw black and knew nothing.
Fang Xing casually dealt with a small fry, stood with hands behind, looking at the scene not far away: "Did you... understand it?"
"To ascend to an angel, you must receive the uplifting from a Divine... so Olives’ fall was under the gaze of that dark Divine?"
Fang Qiong thought for a mont and answered like this.
"Hmm... and, the ascension of an angel requires a bit of Divine essence... Olives plundered the essence of the Secret History Worm... this Angel of History previously fought the fallen David, already infused with corruption, now also tricked by the summoner... the key is having the gaze of a Divine, making it impossible to escape this trap."
Fang Xing nodded: "However... the essence of this ’dark worm’ is not bad, if acquired, it might beco the key for your heavenly promotion later."
"I haven’t even thought about ascending to an angel yet... moreover, to ascend, you must get Divine approval."
Fang Qiong shook her head.
"No problem, my approval is enough."
Fang Xing laughed heartily: "The Secret History Worm was killed, it’s a conspiracy of the Shadow of Raven... through this ritual full of symbolism, He might gain benefits, obtaining certain advantages in the competition with the God of History."
The betrayal of an angel by the Long-living of ’History’ is itself a form of decadence!
In the struggle of Divines, the most important is the various symbols!
Mastering this symbol of betrayal naturally gives the dark Divine certain advantages over the God of History in their encounters, as darkness inherently represents collapse and betrayal!
But for Fang Xing, these were not the most crucial!
"A casual interest brought here this ti, truly worthwhile, not rely witnessing a major event in the Secret Realm... but seeing the mutual conversion of the six ether elents."
Fang Xing felt sowhat elated inside.
Since history can convert to darkness, then heart, blood, stone, and machine should also be transformable among each other.
’Does this prove, above the six ether elents, there is an even more essential elent...’
’Placed in this world, it should be the rank of God-above-God, the Creator God... I should occupy this, leaving the creator with no way out.’
In a gentle contemplation, Fang Xing took a step forward, arriving opposite the dark worm.
At that mont his entire being seed divided into six, each deploying different Martial Arts of the Esoteric Sect!
Turbo Steam Press Palm!
Non-dark Hand!
Magic Fist!
Stone Statue Skill!
Vajra Pestle Divine Skill!
Past Palm!
...
Six lanes of esoteric martial arts transford into fists and footprints, each carrying intensely on the dark worm body.
It seed like the black worm with a human face was being attacked by six huge martial arts giants.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by Olives’ scream, the dark worm was seized by the six giants, forcibly dismbered, countless black fluids flowing out, amidst the mud filled with decay, a crystal-like object glead...
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