Merging into Godhood

"Did you see that?"

Seeing Luther's shock, Adam spoke softly, "When you entered the Astral World, you should have noticed that barrier as well."

"The barrier isolates us from outside pollution, but it also creates a false Astral World. Those content with the status quo are unaware that they are actually being watched by countless beings..."

"Those beings cannot even be described with words like 'terrifying' or 'horrifying.' The extraordinary beings below the Angel, even knowing of them, can bring madness and corruption."

"... like the entity behind the 'Primordial Moon'?"

Luther asked softly, without directly mentioning the "Mother Goddess of Depravity's" Real Name.

"That's right."

Adam calmly replied, "The barrier is dissipating. The gods have moved their Divine Kingdom to the Astral World to fill the rift, but they cannot stop its collapse. When it ceases to function, the beings of the Outer Deity, or the Great Old One, will surround it and destroy this planet."

So, this is the whole truth about [the Apocalypse].

As Luther gazed up at the Astral World, even through the barrier— the Divine Kingdom of the True Creator and the protection of Adam —he could still feel the terrifying intimidation, the Distortion madness, and the ultimate malice emanating from those stars.

If those things were to descend upon the world, humanity would have no chance of survival.

Adam watched him quietly from the side, his golden eyes as pure as a child's.

"Now I have told you the whole truth: your sister's background, your Fate, and the cruel Apocalypse... I'm telling you this in the hope that you will cooperate with me, merge with us, and allow the Creator of the past to return, so that this land may be redeemed once more."

He said, "Please believe that from beginning to end, all my actions have been for the salvation of all mankind."

Luther did not answer.

He felt as if his Consciousness had been detached, floating in the air, looking at himself indifferently and detachedly. One part of him was angry because of Adam's story, while another part of him was in a state of great absurdity and nothingness.

Luther Consciousness looked at the golden figure.

He is the ancient Sun God, the great savior of mankind. He has already saved mankind once, and now he has returned from the dead, without any resentment for betrayal, only to continue to protect the world, even at the cost of everything, even sacrificing everything himself.

You're so great, but what about me? What am I?

Trapped in pain, driven by hatred... my anger, my revenge, everything I've suffered for it... what does it all mean?!

Luther suddenly felt exhausted. He wanted to struggle, to resist, but faced with the cruel and cold reality, he no longer had any strength left.

Forget it, I'm tired. Let's just end it all...

I'm sorry, I know this is very unfair to you.

Adam said softly, "But I will try my best to make amends."

He stepped toward Luther and took something from his bosom.

It was a gray stone slab, with many mottled marks on its surface, giving it a sense of weight and antiquity.

Its surface was engraved with some kind of script. This script was strange; it did not belong to any known script, yet one felt that its meaning could be vaguely discerned, as if it were the origin of all known languages and scripts. The script wrote one Sequence of names after another, one Potion recipe after another.

This must be... the second "Blasphemy Slate" legendary, held by the Twilight Hermit Order.

"Don't worry about Cecilia. The Hanged Man's power, combined with the Visionary's authority, is enough to create a perfect body for her. As long as you cooperate with our fusion, I will retrieve her from the White Tower at sea afterward and help her resurrect."

Holding the stone tablet, Adam said calmly and firmly, "On the contrary, if you interfere with the fusion, it might mean that Cecilia will never be able to be resurrected."

This is a very blatant threat, and He is willing to go to such lengths for this grand goal.

"And then there's Luna, and your Ship Spirit."

As he spoke, Adam slightly raised his finger, and the anchor mark on Luther's arm, along with a piece of skin, was peeled off. He then bent down and retrieved the blue-eyed black cat from the shadow beneath him. "I will hand them over to the Queen Mystic; I believe she will accept them."

"Ha"

Luna leaped out of the shadows. Her back arched, all her hair bristled, and her mouth gaped open, revealing sharp teeth. She stood protectively in front of Luther, hissing menacingly at Adam, seemingly trying to prevent him from touching Luther.

Unfortunately, what could a little black cat do against the powerful King of Angel? She was quickly Hypnosis by the "Spectator's" abilities; golden light gleamed in her blue eyes, and she picked up the piece of flesh that had been cut off and ran to the side.

Luther looked at Him in silence.

"Boom!"

The colossal Giant once again emitted a powerful tremor, its influence spreading outwards invisibly.

"Ugh!"

Luther swayed involuntarily.

Looking down, the blood-red Cross nailed firmly to his chest had changed. It was slowly penetrating deeper into his chest, dissolving and dissolving into countless intense and pure emotions.

That is praise and eulogy to the True Creator.

Lord, praise you!

"Great Lord, I will give everything for you!"

"Lord, please be with me!"

The voices cried out and merged into Luther's body. In an instant, his Consciousness was surrounded by these frenzied and unanimous praises, and his body began to change.

"Whoosh..."

His body was split open from the middle, revealing a dark and gloomy interior, from which the faint sound of illusory tides echoed.

It was a viscous but illusory black liquid, forming what seemed to be an endless Sea encompassing all colors and all possibilities. It appeared within Tentacle, yet had no real impact on reality.

However, although the Chaos Sea was summoned, it did not protect Luther as before. Instead, it was swept up by more mad spirits and faintly resonated with the True Creator!

"It's time."

Adam nodded in agreement.

He looked at the Hanged Giant and said softly, "How ironic. With the introduction of this new variable, neither of us can be the dominant force when we merge in the future."

After saying that, Adam's body became vaguely ethereal for a moment. When it solidified again, an Avatar had appeared beside him.

The clone, Avatar in White Robe and with golden hair, possessed pure eyes, a calm expression, and a profound aura; it was clearly a highly accurate replica of Him.

The Avatar took the stone tablet from Adam's hand and stepped into the Tide.

"Whoosh"

The Tide immediately surged, echoing the illusory figure on the Cross. Suddenly, the black curtain behind the Giant slammed down, like casting a shadow over a mountain, enveloping Luther.

When the curtain was drawn back behind the Giant, Luther was no longer visible on the mountain peak.