Since arriving in the Void Starfall World, Brululu had never again known the joy he once found in merging with nature, balancing origins, and communing with the nethersecrets.
Saint, Sage, Wise One, Fool.
The four Motian elders of the Corruptor race represented the highest echelon of faith and authority among the Corruptors.
Among them, the Saint was the strongest, held by the strongest Corruptor; the Sage was the most revered, determining the civilization's underlying melody; the Wise One wielded authority, overseeing the rules of Corruptor society; and the Fool was the most ancient, controlling the Mystic Spinning Machine. The Mystic Spinning Machine, in turn, determined the future course of Corruptor history.
It was precisely under the guidance of the Mystic Spinning Machine that the Corruptors formally joined this civilizational war, becoming the third force beyond the struggle between Ironblood and the Brood.
The Corruptors possessed a long and ancient history.
Yet what the outside world did not know was that this Corruptor race, born from the balance of nature, had its choices and direction decided by nothing more than a mysterious spinning machine—a machine representing the Corruptors' highest achievement in communing with dimensional nethersecrets!
"I am merely a Nethersecret Corruptor who turns the impossible into possible, not a Motian Corruptor."
Brululu's voice was filled with helpless lament.
Corruptors respected the balance of nature and the balance of origins. They did not shun slaughter, but neither had they ever treated it as an amusement.
After all, communing with nethersecrets required no vast resources. This was also why the Xiahe ruins in the world cluster where the Wizard Alliance resided had only appeared within that world cluster, rather than spreading on a large scale into other world clusters.
The natural gestation of a Corruptor was an arduous process, filled with the unknown.