Fusion

Li Mo sat in the side hall, where the surrounding rooms still faintly showed signs of past wealth. It was said that a hundred years ago, when the empire was still unified, this was a prince's palace. Unfortunately, a calamity occurred that year, causing countless people to lose their lives and even nearly extinguishing civilization.

However, over the past century, the population has slowly increased again. Through advanced communication technology, the major powers have established connections, various wandering knights have gradually emerged, and new forces have begun to rise, all of which indicate that the humans on the Heavenmark Continent are slowly recovering their vitality.

Most records about the disaster a hundred years ago are vague, as if they simply recorded those things as a disaster. Only a few powerful forces have more detailed records.

Most people learned about this from legends: a hundred years ago, the earth trembled and countless dark things emerged from the ground. Deafening drumbeats resounded throughout the world, and most of humanity perished under that force, with only a small number surviving.

Holy Sight Mountain, Li Mo was born, is considered to have a relatively well-preserved culture. At least Li Mo had learned the standard script of the empire a hundred years ago. In the side hall, you can still see that there used to be some bookshelves and the like, but they were probably burned down as firewood decades ago.

Li Mo coughed for a while, clutching his chest, feeling the power that the Black Day had given him. Thinking about everything that had happened on Holy Sight Mountain, he sighed, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

The next day, the Shadow Cult and the local residents began to gather in the town square. The so-called Child of Prophecy had arrived here yesterday and killed Lu Zhu in public, showing everyone Li Mo's powerful side.

The high priest then announced to the public that the marking ceremony for the Black Day and the handover ceremony for the leadership of the Shadow Cult would be held the following day. In front of a large square in front of the palace, seven executives stood; there should have been eight, but Lu Zhu died the day before.

Following them were approximately two hundred members of the Shadow Cult and over a thousand ordinary residents, demonstrating the close connection between the Shadow Cult and the local population.

Early in the morning, Li Mo was taken to the main hall by several guards sent by the high priest. Then, several older women did Li Mo makeup to ensure that she would be eye-catching enough to be remembered by more people.

The high priest had already left, which caused a great deal of cheering. Even here, Li Mo could hear the cheers. The high priest held a very high position in the hearts of these people, and most of them even worshipped him as a god.

Li Mo looked at himself in the bronze mirror with a strange expression. His originally handsome face was now covered in many colors. Although he could still be recognized as Li Mo, he would stand out in a crowd.

Then Li Mo was changed into an exquisite black coat. Suddenly, shouts came from outside, mixed with cries and fear, which attracted Li Mo's attention.

Before Li Mo could even ask, a guard entered with a slightly flustered expression and said, "The High Priestess just announced that today will be her last day in office. Starting tomorrow, the position of High Priestess will be succeeded by Secretary Yao Ge."

"Yao Ge?" Li Mo's heart skipped a beat. Was the High Priest preparing to delegate all power? Although she looked rather old, her speech and demeanor suggested that she was still in relatively good health. Was she really going to give up all her power like this?

"Acting Chief, it's your turn to step forward." Another guard stepped forward and said softly.

Li Mo took a breath to calm himself down. This was a step he had decided to take long ago. He wanted to demonstrate his own value, refute the arguments of so-called useless people, and make Holy Sight Mountain regret his decision.

Of course, many of these emotions were induced by Lu Li. His true thoughts have always been the same: to gain recognition. In the past, his way of gaining recognition was to work hard to defeat his senior brother, Sheng Heng.

However, after he was defeated by Sheng Heng, he received the complete opposite result, similar to being abandoned. So, under Lu Li's inducement, Li Mo. Since he could not gain the approval of Ke Su from Holy Sight Mountain, he would go and take on more power to Destruction Holy Sight Mountain.

Li Mo stood up. His wide robes and the indescribable makeup on his face made him stand out. He followed the guards forward, pushed open the palace door, and walked across the platform in front of him. There he saw thousands of people below the steps.

This was a landscape he had never seen before. Soon, he would inherit the Shadow Cult and become its leader, and he firmly believed that he would make this place even more prosperous in the future.

Li Mo walked down the steps one by one, and the high priest watched him with a smile, his eyes flashing with a complex expression that Li Mo could not understand.

When Li Mo reached the plaza, the High Priestess had regained her benevolent expression. She addressed everyone around her, saying, "Years ago, when I refused to become the leader, I said that the great Black Day had already left behind a prophecy."

"The one with the mark of the Black Day on his chest will become the leader of the Shadow Cult, leading it to an unprecedented golden age." The high priest's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears.

"Now that these prophesied beings have appeared, rejoice!" The high priest opened the robe on Li Mo's chest, and the Black Day on Li Mo's chest began to shimmer with black light. Lu Li's presence was instantly transferred to Li Mo, creating an even stronger gap in existence and generating a powerful pressure. Even several of the secretaries knelt down under this force.

The high priestess, standing to one side, watched all this with a hint of struggle in her expression. The words she had originally intended to say to warn Li Mo about the Black Day were all suppressed. Her personality had long been split: one personality was one of infinite worship and reverence for the Black Day, while the other was that of an ordinary woman longing for her lover.

Unfortunately, the other high priest firmly held the upper hand. Under Lu Li's Manipulation, she raised her hand, revealing the Black Day mark on the back of her hand, which was faintly glowing.

Many of the older instructors understood that in the past, when the Shadow Cult faced insurmountable crises, they had overcome them thanks to the mark held by the High Priest.

"Now, I will pass on to you the true power to lead the Shadow Cult. Be careful..." Before the high priest could finish speaking, the mark on the back of his hand appeared, turning into a wisp of black smoke that surged into Li Mo's body.

Li Mo cried out in pain, her face contorted with agony. She could no longer hear what the High Priest was saying. The High Priest grew older and older until the Black Day on the back of her hand completely disappeared, along with the shadow power she had cultivated for over ten years.