When Fisher trembling grasped Elizabeth's scarred palm, the surrounding tents and the flas of war all seed to turn into phantoms and dissipate into flying ash.
That Elizabeth, who had left behind regrets in the past because of Fisher's flinching and cowardice, was ultimately grabbed hold of by Fisher personally. However, it was no longer her past appearance, but her present self.
Yet before Fisher's eyes, amid a stretch of pitch blackness, that Elizabeth, whose eyes were full of blood, lay unconscious in his embrace just like that. What Fisher had personally grabbed hold of just now was exactly Elizabeth's main body.
"Elizabeth..."
The present Elizabeth had already completely lost consciousness. Fisher hurriedly and anxiously hoisted her onto his back, preparing to return to reality.
But Fisher, who had just entered this place to pursue Elizabeth into the depths, hadn't carefully pondered over a problem: why was it that even though he had clearly entered the Authority of Death, it would bizarrely form illusions of the various scenes from the past of Elizabeth and him?
Those things Fisher saw were distinctly not illusions, and this was also not within the scope of the Authority of Death's abilities...
Carrying the light Elizabeth on his back, Fisher had no ti to ponder carefully. He could only once again exert all his strength, running towards the direction he ca from behind him.
Currently, he was shedding gurgling fresh blood all over his body. The aura of death spread upward like an ulcer attached to the bone, wrapping him tightly and dragging him to fall into the abyss behind him. But with Elizabeth in his embrace, how could he give up?
"Heuh... Heuh..."
He panted with difficulty, his mind completely blank, sprinting forward the entire ti.
Behind him, the Authority of Death once again blood with an unclean radiance. And within that radiance, a glimr of light unexpectedly and bizarrely appeared, as deep as the pitch-black seawater at night.
Imdiately following that, he seed to hear Heon's twisted and unbearably painful voice,
"No... Ocean..."
He paused slightly, his scalp instantly tingling.
He seed to realize why, just now when he charged into the Authority of Death to pursue Elizabeth, he saw those past scenarios.
Those things originally weren't sothing the power of the Authority of Death could produce; those things were all pain engraved within Elizabeth's soul, it was the manifestation of a death wish incited by the Authority of Death...
Then, why was the pain in Elizabeth's soul manifested?
Fisher's pupils shrunk slightly. The blood on the wound on his forehead instantly flowed down along with cold sweat. And behind him, Heon's terrifying and petrified cries endlessly echoed within this stretch of space.
Heon had been found by the Ocean.
Hela's authority was shared with Heon. Heon's authority was influenced by the Ocean. Therefore, currently when Fisher went to pursue Elizabeth, he could sense the aura of the Ocean's authority. Incited by that nature, it blood into the truest pain and past within the soul...
"..."
Fisher said nothing. He simply didn't dare to see what the situation behind him actually was. He rely lowered his head and abruptly sprinted back, using all the strength he had to charge out of the Authority.
"You've been here the whole ti... You know all those words I said..."
"Why..."
"How did you do it... No..."
"Ocean!!"
Heon's bizarre sound, lacking language but only soul vibrations, was instantly detonated by the pain, transforming into an invisible shockwave behind Fisher, charging fiercely towards him amidst the continuously shattering darkness from all directions.
"Cough cough!!"
In an instant, all the magic circuits across Fisher's body lit up. That desperate struggle of Heon might be no more than drizzle in front of the Ocean, but for Fisher and Elizabeth standing before the Authority of Death, it was an uncompromised doomsday!
"Wu..."
Sensing that the body of Elizabeth he carried on his back also began to tremble, Fisher turned his head slightly in worry, assessing the condition of Elizabeth, whose face was covered in blood. He discovered that the magic circuits all over her body were also lit up, and blood began to spit from the corners of her mouth.
"Damn it..."
Fisher spat out a mouthful of blood. The Authority of Death behind him also emitted a massive sound. He hurriedly placed Elizabeth, who was on his back, to the front, and then continued running forward.
Almost there...
He could already almost see the light ahead...
Just a little more...
"Ocean!! Don't you want him... I'm going to destroy him..."
"Even if you are so... omnipotent..."
"Even if I die, I won't let you... get..."
"Him!!"
But just as Fisher was about to reach the bright entrance of the crevice, the Authority of Death behind him abruptly emitted an even dirtier yellow radiance, as if shedding all restraint. The surrounding darkness instantly liquefied, turning into colorful grease resembling the growth of oxidized mycelium, surging madly towards Fisher and Elizabeth.
"Pfft!"
Fisher was already severely injured, and furthermore, was carrying the unconscious Elizabeth. Facing the desperate struggle of a deity before dying, he was basically subrged instantly, dragged by that grease.
"Ugh!"
He only felt sothing fiercely striking his back, and then agonizing pain transmitted from all over his body. He let out a furious roar with reddened eyes, lowering his head to look at his own body, only to see that countless cracks resembling shattered glass had already parted there.
Was he... going to die?
His eyes red, Fisher was still preparing to sprint forward, but his legs had already begun turning into flying ash. His forward motion lost the support of his legs, causing him to instantly topple into more grease below.
But even so, he still raised his hands with difficulty, lifting Elizabeth's body above the filthy grease.
"Cough cough..."
"Clack clack clack!"
Fisher's body turned into flying ash bit by bit, exactly like how Erwind had suddenly dissipated before him without any warning back then.
Fisher experienced the terror of death. His slowly blurring vision was still locked onto the light ahead. He raised his hands high, lifting Elizabeth bit by bit towards that light, and then took a deep breath. Using his last bit of strength, he threw Elizabeth towards the exit of that crevice.
"Ahhh!!"
At this mont, on the plaza in front of the Golden Palace, all the people of Naris knelt and prayed. That blooming Death Rule was slowly sewing shut the extra cracks on Xuan Can's body. Yet Valentina and Jasmine, who was fiercely hugged by her, both still looked at the pitch-black crevice in the center of the plaza with faces full of worry.
"Plop!"
And the next mont, a human female covered in blood was thrown out by a massive force. It was precisely the unconscious Elizabeth.
The faces of both Valentina and Jasmine showed joy, for they simultaneously sensed that the aura of the Authority of Death was weakening, aning Xuan Can's nding of the Rule was about to succeed. And on the heads of Elizabeth's subjects in the plaza, a few strands of white hair had subconsciously appeared, and the luster on their faces had also lessened considerably...
"Succeeded?"
"Yes... Fisher succeeded..."
Valentina heaved a sigh of relief. But very quickly, this suspended breath was abruptly pulled back up again. The smile on Jasmine's face also froze, and then slightly vanished...
Because, the aura of the Authority of Death below had weakened, and Xuan Can's Rule was almost fully nded, and that crevice leading to the Authority was also currently closing...
But the problem was, where was Fisher?!
Where was the person, Fisher, who entered the crevice?
The faces of Jasmine and Valentina turned pale simultaneously. Jasmine even called out to her father in her mind, hoping to seek help from him,
"Dad, Fisher seems to have entered the crevice leading to the Authority of Death, but he still hasn't co out yet... I must go down and save him!"
"..."
But on the other end of her mind, it was deadly silent, as if Gou Wen had never contacted her.
"Dad?"
Jasmine was slightly taken aback, but the death crevice below was already about to close. She exchanged a glance with Valentina, whose face was similarly filled with anxiety, and simultaneously they decided to charge downwards.
"Boom!"
Following a sonic boom, the blurred figures of Valentina and Jasmine had already swooped down. Just as they approached the crevice, a terrifying shockwave transmitted from below the crevice. Valentina and Jasmine were instantly blasted backwards, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Hiss..."
Valentina rolled several tis on the ground. She lowered her head to look at her body. Just in an instant, countless scars covered in filthy grease appeared on her body. And on Jasmine's side, Jas...
Just as Valentina turned her head, she saw Jasmine had already fallen unconscious onto the ground, and a faint scarlet mist was continuously flowing out from her body...
"Jasmine?"
Within the Death Crevice at this mont, Fisher, who had thrown Elizabeth out, finally heaved a sigh of relief. Currently, his legs had already turned into flying ash. Panting, he finally cared not and turned his head to look behind him. And indeed, the sight behind him didn't let down his forward resolution, unveiling to him terrifying cosmic mysteries.
"Haha..."
Panting, Fisher looked through the shaking Authority of Death and saw an expanse of black space. Within the space were dots of stars. Looking closely, so stars were far away, but more were very close.
So it turned out that the stars were all spherical bodies bright like the sun, and weren't originally Chaos Species?
Fisher thought absentmindedly like this.
And behind the Authority of Death, appearing like shattered space, was a twisted, shattered body riddled with holes, leaking pus.
That body seed to be the ultimate source of all twisted, deford, and filthy objects in the world. Countless clusters polluted by light gray and dark yellow grease, pieced together from unknown fleshy bodies, quivered, swelled, and rotated, condensing into a massive physical entity wrapped in unfamiliar mist.
That mist and body floated before a star much dimr than the sun. The mist around the body was just like raving and also akin to phantoms, repeatedly attacking Fisher's will and rationality.
rely by seeing that body, Fisher's face flushed red. He agonizingly clutched his own neck, and his eyes also started splitting like they had been sliced into a crisscross pattern. Countless bizarre inscriptions and knowledge flowed into his mind like a tide, making him hurt so much he wished he could chop off his head.
He couldn't describe what he saw through the Authority of Death. He rely continuously observed a certain twisted, pieced-together limb in an endless cycle. Those limbs were constantly wailing and slapping their own body, as if suffering so kind of tornt. But Fisher couldn't see what was tornting It...
Yes, that body currently enduring tornt was precisely the true form of Heon from the Outland...
Even if Fisher didn't want to admit it, he saw nothing beside that twisted body, which was approximately half the size of the sun. He could only see it bewilderingly begin to collapse, just as if it had been cursed, agonizing, wailing, as the authority within its body split apart bit by bit, until that Authority of Death reverted only to the unconscious Hela within the world.
Fisher's eyes couldn't withstand it first, instantly bursting open. Yet he even forgot to scream miserably, because the next mont, he had already transford back into the appearance of a Chaos Species. There didn't seem to be anything on his body that could be called an eye, so humans' eyes exploding didn't seem to matter?
But outside the Authority of Death, Heon's miserable shrieks were already growing quieter and quieter, and Its struggle was becoming more and more feeble. Even the wailing of Its soul completely extinguished, genuinely becoming silent within an expanse of vacuum lacking any dium. Yet Its body was still uncontrollably breaking down and being destroyed.
Fisher saw it. That Authority of Death was continuously repairing Its broken body. The Trinity deity nad 'Unclean End' was supposed to have the ability making it hardest to die, yet it was swiftly perishing in an expanse of dark silence, and Fisher wasn't even aware of what took action, nor how it did it.
His thoughts at this mont had nearly halted, because his rank still wasn't enough.
It was ntioned before, only Demigods can stare at the true form of True Gods without any barrier. But now, he was at the sixteenth rank, yet he saw the dying process of a True God?
"Ha..."
All the dirty grease beca quiet at this mont. That twisted limb floating in the universe slowly quieting down also gradually beca quiet. Ultimately, all the abstruse and profound thoughts, all the grand power, and all the exaggerated authority remaining on Its body slowly perished and collapsed.
Fisher rely felt a aningless desolation, for at the mont Heon died, all Its properties vanished, leaving only Its murmur directed at Fisher,
"You die..."
This is...
The death of a deity?
For a long, long ti, the scene behind the Death Authority slowly dimd. That scene spread out by lake light originally like an ocean; here, he initially couldn't see the matters happening in the Outland either.
The Trinity of Death has been achieved.
And after finishing watching the deity's death, such a concept fiercely rushed into his heart. An entirely new property seemingly planted a seed in his heart across that distant image. The Death Completion Manual before his chest first emitted a dirty radiance, but after that, the manual abruptly changed into flying ash, completely losing its source as it disappeared.
"Bang!!"
Fisher nodded numbly, and the next mont, his head exploded. His entire person also instantly suffered the most malicious curse from seeing a deity's true form.
But he had not yet died. The Usurping Life's Chaos within his body instinctively continuously repaired his brain. Yet the countless knowledge flooding into his brain rely blew his brain apart again and again.
Truly having no choice, the Usurping Life's Chaos could only subconsciously construct a usable body for him. And so, the newly grown head beca increasingly twisted, like countless brains stacked together, as ugly as a "brain tower."
"Gurgle..."
But Fisher was completely unaware of what he was doing right now, because even so, the "brain tower" was still endlessly seeping blood, evidently still operating overloaded.
This was a physical twist. Even Fisher's soul beca twisted because he looked straight at the deity's true form, as if countless consciousnesses were fighting him for the body. He completely couldn't distinguish what were his own thoughts, and what were the thoughts flowing in from seeing Heon's true form.
He rely felt agonizing pain, wishing he could smash his own head into pieces, and then he could lose consciousness and avoid the tornt.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!"
The Death Crevice above was already closed, leaving only the twisted Fisher at his original spot to scream miserably and struggle endlessly. He fiercely used his tentacles to wrap around his head, attempting to use this physical thod to resolve the instinctual pain.
No, this is useless...
I have to stay... calm.
Think... of a way.
There's soone outside... waiting for you...
The compound eyes growing on the brain of Fisher abruptly shrank, struggling with difficulty to seize back his own rationality amidst the boundless madness.
He had already acquired the Treasure, achieved the Trinity of Death, finished reading the two completion manuals, and had t the advancent requirents of the Demi-human Completion Handbook. As long as he could elevate his rank, he could alleviate the curse brought by looking straight at a True God!
An unknown amount of ti passed as his brain with insufficient mory rely ca up with this simple idea. After an unknown amount of ti passed again, he finally raised his bloodstained tentacles with difficulty to awaken the Demi-human Completion Handbook.
But at this mont, an incident suddenly occurred.
Even though Heon had already died, but because It and Hela were a trinitarian existence, the three sisters shared one authority.
And prior to Its death, Its left-behind instruction could actually still awaken the Authority of Death, driving it to complete the action of killing Fisher.
Just as he twisted his whole body to resist the curses on his body, constantly wavering between madness and reason, a filthy glow gradually lit up again within the darkness before him. The power of the Authority of Death also began to spread out again, wanting to wrap Fisher inside.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz"
It was precisely this reality at this mont. When Xuan Can, whose Law had been nded, fell back to the ground, when Valentina anxiously ran towards Jasmine, who was constantly emitting red mist from her side, the flow of ti of heaven and earth seed suddenly to slow down.
But upon observing closely, it wasn't the ti of the world slowing down, but rather, from outside the crevice, a blue ray of light dashed into reality at an inconceivable speed of light. That speed was so fast that even the rules of the crevice and reality didn't even have ti to react, and it violently burst into the ground...
Just as the power of the Death Authority was about to plunge towards Fisher, a blinding light flared behind him instantly. Yet due to the unimaginable speed of that light, almost exactly like paused ti, all actions slowed down. However, the speed of that light remained undisturbed, enshrouding Fisher's contorted body, yanking him from the ground but without lingering, instead racing relentlessly upward.
Before the gaze of that beam of light, everything in the world was still just gray and white. Ti had not pushed forward a single second, yet within this instant, that light had already carried Fisher, passing through reality, passing through the crevice, and brought him towards the Spirit World.
"Buzz buzz!"
The next mont, within the world reverted to normal. The Authority of Death instantly lost too. In the darkness, it suspiciously retracted back into the hibernating Hela's body.
Only in the Spirit World, that beam of light surpassing all rules fiercely sliced through the scarlet mist pervading midair. All the Chaos Species on standby outside backed away in fear, because they recognized whose power the blue light carrying Fisher all the way through the Spirit World belonged to.
The Chief God, Ramastia!
That beam of light enveloped Fisher and passed all the way through the Spirit World, so fast that even the Scarlet Mist couldn't react, before bringing him to an unnad stretch of darkness within the Spirit World.
This place was truly remote, wrapped in darkness that couldn't be discovered. Even the Scarlet Mist hadn't found this place.
Only when Ramastia's blue light carried Fisher and arrived here, did the surrounding environnt get illuminated by Its light, exposing the massive architectural ruins composed of magnificent, unnad black solid materials one by one.
That architecture entirely presented an inverted triangle shape, suspended in the eternal darkness of the Spirit World. The material of that architecture seed to be a certain type of crystal completely polished countless tis; rely because it could absorb light, it presented a profound black.
That massive triangular architecture was full of missing chucks. There were even a tiny fraction of aquatic plant corpses, having shriveled up for an unknown ti, hanging onto its surface. Looking dilapidated, who knew how long it had been abandoned.
And that blue light just dragged Fisher into the architecture in that manner, until it moved into a pitch-black, spacious area before tossing him down onto the cold, hard ground.
"Thud!"
"Cough cough..."
The curse generated from looking at the true body of a True God on the severely injured body of Fisher was already fading. He was truly strong, to still be able to catalyze the Demi-human Completion Handbook and think of using the manual he already read to elevate his rank to resist the curse under such a crazed state.
Yet even if it was fading, the terrifying wounds on his body and the twisted limbs that sprouted still made viewers tremble with fear upon looking at them. He lay prone on the ground, coughing uncontrollably, letting out inhuman roars. Within the roars was the madness that hadn't completely dissipated yet.
Right at this mont, a white palm suddenly stretched out from within the darkness and touched his tattered body.
A miraculous event occurred. Along with the pale blue radiance surging on that white palm, the quivering twisted torso on Fisher's body on the ground instantly stopped moving. Following that, the wounds and twisted limbs on his body also began to restore, reverting back to his human appearance.
"Ha... ha..."
Fisher panted heavily. In that brief silence, he looked around at the pitch blackness with difficulty, suddenly regaining his senses. He abruptly grabbed hold of that warm palm placed on his chest,
"Who?"
Wasn't he just struggling within the Death Crevice? He even saw the scene of Heon dying.
Elizabeth was sent out by him. He also didn't know what her state was...
Where was he right now?
The mont Fisher grabbed hold of that palm, that palm didn't evade at all. It rely stayed silent for a while before lighting a dim fluorescent lamp from within the darkness, revealing the origin of that hand.
That was an elegant young lady wearing a black elegant nun's robe. An ascetic white hood wrapped her beautiful blonde hair completely tight. And in front of her uneven chest hung a Mother Goddess religious pendant...
"You..."
Fisher froze for a mont, then his expression shuddered. He looked at the young nun before him gazing at him with a smile, and suddenly moved forward uncontrollably, hugging that nun in his embrace. He murmured trembling,
"Teresa... am I... dead?"
Yes, the one appearing before Fisher at this mont was exactly the kindest family mber in his impressions, his adopter, Nun Teresa.
While the woman in his embrace was slightly stunned, she smiled helplessly, but still reached out to pat Fisher's trembling back, before speaking softly,
"So... I'm like the image of your adoptive mother in your eyes..."
"?"
Fisher's body stiffened, then he took a step backward in disbelief, but still tightly grasped the shoulders of "Nun Teresa" before him.
He had just broken free from that crazed state, and still thought he was dead, so he saw Teresa's appearance. Maybe this was Heaven? Being able to see the souls of family mbers after dying?
But at this mont, after the person before his eyes spoke, he finally discovered sothing was wrong...
After looking her up and down, the "Nun Teresa" before his eyes, whether in appearance, tone of voice, or body scent, was all exactly the sa as in his mory...
"You..."
Fisher was completely incredulous. Looking at that all-familiar face illuminated under the faint luminescence before his eyes, he hesitated for half a day before he asked in a hoarse voice,
"Who exactly are you?"
The "Nun Teresa" before his eyes smiled slightly, rely saying,
"I even thought I was the image of Hydrus in your eyes..."
"You..."
"Ah, that's right... I am exactly the creator of this world, the so-called 'Chief God'."
Fisher released her shoulders trembling. The "Nun Teresa" before his eyes rely maintained that loving and warm smile, looking at Fisher and stating,
"I am the God of a Hundred Faces..."
"Ramastia."
(End of Chapter)
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