When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1612: 299: Come Forth, All Ye!

Chapter 1612: Chapter 299: Co Forth, All Ye!

Jacob’s expression beca solemn.

He took the magic wand from Morgan’s hand, struck it onto the ground, faced east, and began the most forbidden chant: “Ye all, co forth—”

As Jacob chanted, the “Angel Aiwass” behind him was also activated and spread its wings.

In a slightly delayed synthesized voice, it echoed Jacob’s chant. anwhile, the Geotric Celestial Marshal watched intently, attempting to record and replicate the ritual.

“—Ye all, co forth!”

With the Angel Aiwass also vocalizing, a not-so-clear, slanted glass seed to appear between it and Jacob, dividing the entire world into two parts.

“This is the unrevealed secret to be deciphered, I am the one dwelling among the starlight, setting ablaze the divine fire here!”

As Jacob chanted, the Geotric Celestial Marshal controlled its limbs to detach and transform into four different geotric shapes.

The Fire Tetrahedron, the Earth Hexahedron, the Wind Octahedron, and the Water’s Regular Dodecahedron.

They flew to Jacob’s front, back, left, and right, emitting radiance and establishing an extrely solid ritual field.

“This is the fla of creation, this is the light of destruction!”

Jacob continued to chant: “I am the axle of the Primordial, covering the universe and all realms. Ye shall glimpse the truth, yet I remain unknowable.

“Look—the old rituals tarnished like the dead of night, the prophet will reach the Gate of Truth with a righteous path!

“I am the fire in the hearts of all, the fla of the cosmos’ core. I am the source of life, the crown bestower of life! So the one who understands my true nature shall see the secret face of death—”

He chanted this supre ritual in the Primordial Language, the tongue used by the first “civilization.”

And the voice of Angel Aiwass gradually chanized, turning into the voice of the scale bearers—the earliest language in this world, a precursor to ancient Parthia Language: “I am the unquenchable fla in every heart and every cosmic core, I am life, and also the giver of life, thus to know is to know death.

“I am the lord of enchantnt, also the prince of exorcism;

“I am the axle of the wheel, the square in the ring.

“‘To submit to ’ is re folly—because the perpetual motion exists within !”

With Jacob’s chanting, the surrounding environnt beca completely sanctified.

No need to pray within the Holy Temple, for the Holy Temple itself can move—wherever this body is, there is the sacred place of divine manifestation.

And at this mont, the slanted “glass” between Angel Aiwass and Jacob beca increasingly dazzling.

If one looked from either direction through it, it was as if peering through frosted glass, seeing nothing clearly. It was as if they were not in the sa world, but in two different ones.

As Jacob’s chanting continued, the chant of Angel Aiwass gradually synchronized with his, no longer half a beat slow.

When they were fully in sync, Jacob raised the staff in his hand.

Because the “mirror” slanted forward, when the staff was raised, the tip, where the Crystal Ball with the White Dragon resided, entered Angel Aiwass’s plane. It was like probing into the Mirror World.

And because the Crystal Ball was not visible in the other world, the small White Dragon directly erged from the crystal.

It roared, growing longer with the wind.

The whistling cold wind swept heaven and earth in an instant, and white snow descended from the sky. All this was confined in a small ring by the Geotric Celestial Marshal, without affecting the outside world.

Yet on the other side of the slanted mirror, only a roaring world-ending tsunami could be seen.

Finally, Angel Aiwass no longer repeated Jacob’s ritual, but chanted ahead of him: “Now, cover the shrine!

“This is the principle of radiance devouring n: The light of truth makes n blind.

“For the fool I am 9, for the righteous I am 8, and also the 1 within 8.

“To the blind, I appear black, to the sighted, I am blue and gold—”

The Rite of the Ring of Ouroboros, in essence, is not a curse that drags the divine into the mortal realm.

—but is “truth” and “hope.”

And its true Holy Number is 11, signifying a miracle.

A miracle is the possible within the impossible. It is the exception that dissolves all inevitability.

“In my hidden na there is brilliance, just as the child of midnight is the Sun.

“Spread your wings, summon all the radiance within you—”

And at this mont, Angel Aiwass and Jacob spoke in unison.

It was the command to begin the ritual, also the secret phrase for its success:

“”—Ye all, co forth!””

Angel Aiwass spread its wings, becoming extraordinarily resplendent, dissolving into the light. And Jacob also smiled, becoming formless, fading without a trace.

This was a one-ti ritual that could only be initiated by two individuals who were closely linked in both the Material Realm and the Dream Realm.

Last ti, those sacrificed by this ritual were Arthur and the Red Calamity.

This is why Arthur handed his throne to Lancelot.

And now, Lancelot once again grasped this Holy Sword.

However, the sacrifice had beco Apostle Jacob and Angel Aiwass.

One becos light, one becos nothing.

Between them, only that slanted mirror still remained. On one side, there was the Light of Infinity, while on the other was reality.

Just as Jacob’s chant said—Ye shall glimpse the truth, yet I remain unknowable.

They fully lted into the ritual, becoming the eye-gouging, soul-devouring light!

The Knight Heavenly Departnt heard the call and stepped forward, reaching into the light to grasp the flawless light.

As he slowly drew the sword, the other side of the mirror no longer overflowed with light, but once again turned into a sky filled with flying snow.

—That was the scene of the Dream Realm.

From a special angle, one could see the snow quickly covering the scarlet cliffs. And a white and a red dragon roared and battled in the sky.

And when the light was grasped by the Knight Heavenly Departnt and pulled to the side of the Material Realm… it shaped its form, turning into a Pure White Blade. The slanted mirror gradually dissipated.

Incredibly, he had actually drawn a Holy Sword of pure white light from the Light of Infinity, which Angel Aiwass had beco!

—True light is like a blade.

The Knight Heavenly Departnt faced the tsunami with resolve, stepping forward.

Aid at the roaring Abyssal Celestial Envoy, he tilted the sword edge.

Swinging the sword, he slashed!

—It was an invisible sword qi.

No Path Radiance, no pressing airwaves or scorching firelight.

Only an incomparably black and twisted mark, as if space itself had been cleaved.

It split the sea, striking the Abyssal Celestial Envoy.

However, this strike did not deal any fatal damage to the Abyssal Celestial Envoy.

Yet—

After the black spatial distortion mark gradually faded, the entire world was seen to be divided into two by the “mirror” previously created by Jacob!

At this mont, using the Knight Heavenly Departnt as the centerline.

If viewed from the left side towards him, one would see Guinevere holding the Holy Sword, her brows and eyes showing a hint of Hayna’s temperant.

The space where Guinevere was situated was precisely where the White Dragon and the Red Dragon were fighting tooth and claw.

But if viewed from the other side of the Knight Heavenly Departnt, there stood Lancelot amidst the roaring tsunami, striding forward.

While the light grasped by the Knight Heavenly Departnt was drawn into this side of the Material Realm… it constrained its form and transford into the Holy White Sword. The slanted mirror still sustained.

On the left side of the mirror, there was only the infinite light, and on the right side, reality.

Exactly like the rite when Arthur confronted the Supre Heaven.