The Poor Genie

After receiving the two items, Bernadette fully recalled what she had been working with, the former "Angel of Imagination" and now the "True Creator" Adam.

Now, this is the final step in this deal. The dusty Stone Slab in her hand is the second "blasphemous tablet," formed from the remains That One the "Ancient Sun God," the predecessor of the "True Creator." Recording the names of each Sequence the twenty-two Divine Pathway, as well as Blasphemy Slate Potion Formula and related Ritual!

Bernadette was initially reluctant to push the deal to this point, hoping to resolve the Corruption issue surrounding her father, Roselle, and end the Whirlpool Ritual beforehand, but ultimately she had no choice but to face the current situation.

Many of her efforts failed; many of her backup plans Future to come into play or were rendered ineffective because she was confined to the Mausoleum by her father and couldn't leave. She could only hope that the ending That One had proclaimed would inevitably come to pass.

Bernadette raised her hands and pushed the "Wishing Lamp" and the second "Blasphemy Slate" into the air.

The moment he saw these two items, Emperor Roselle fully understood Adam's entire plan and ultimate purpose as the "True Creator."

He reached out and Distortion the distance between himself and the "Wishing Lamp," causing it to fall directly into his palm.

The "Blasphemy Slate" first disappeared, then reappeared in the hands of Amon was wearing a black Pointed Soft Hat.

Holding the "Wishing Lamp," Roselle calmly smiled at Amon and said, "I am now the true ' Black Emperor,' and deeply Corruption by the ' Mist of Uncertainty,' so it's indeed possible that I can use this ' Wishing Lamp ' and the Genie within it as a medium to do something."

"It's not just possible, it's inevitable," Amon corrected with a smile, adjusting his Monocle on his right eye.

Roselle said nothing more, holding the "Wishing Lamp," half-closing his eyes, and extending his consciousness into the Golden object.

This was accompanied by a White Fog that had begun to erode His consciousness.

In the dim light, Roselle seemed to see another Barrier erected between heaven and earth.

The Barrier was shrouded in a thin, White Fog, obscuring its exact shape.

Soon, Roselle sensed a gap in the invisible Barrier within the Gray-White mist, but was unable to lock onto it.

Just then, Amon pressed his right hand against the Crystal Monocle.

The Monocle suddenly shone with a light that seemed to illuminate the entire world.

Roselle's consciousness, which had initially merged with the Corruption the "Mist of Uncertainty," instantly drifted into the corresponding gap.

A Miasma immediately appeared before His eyes.

The swirling smoke seemed to conceal thirty-three layers of sky, each with numerous buildings appearing and disappearing in Depths mist.

Roselle's consciousness rapidly ascended, reaching the highest level of the sky, and arriving inside a magnificent Palace.

He "saw" an incomparably enormous imperial figure, "saw" that the other's face was covered with strings of jade, and beneath the jade strings seemed to be nothing, just an Cavern.

Roselle inexplicably felt that this enormous imperial figure was very similar to himself, born from the same source, and encompassing him; a close connection was quickly established between the two.

This connection rapidly eroded Roselle's consciousness, yet it was blocked by the Corruption of the "Mist of Uncertainty," causing them to both Fusion and clash.

Roselle regained some of his senses for a moment.

A thought flashed through His mind. Taking advantage of that close connection, He humbled Himself and spoke in His true mother tongue, "Brother, please lend me a hand!"

The emperor, whose face was covered with jade beads and whose head High Crown, suddenly stood up.

Behind Him emerged several similar imperial figures. These figures differed in appearance, but all shared the same feature: their faces were covered with jade beads, their faces missing, leaving empty Cavern.

At the same time, all thirty-three layers of sky Depths the Miasma lit up, revealing magnificent buildings and divine figures.

Roselle's vision was immediately filled with a blue light.

His consciousness returned to the "Black Emperor" divine body, where he saw streaks of azure light bursting forth, dispelling and dissolving the White Fog that had deeply eroded him. However, as time passed, the azure light and the white mist began to show signs of merging into one in some places.

During this process, the "Mist of Uncertainty" did not retract its White Fog. This was partly due to the Barrier blocking it, as well as the influence of the "True Creator" and Amon. On the other hand, the "Mist of Uncertainty" followed its own chaotic madness, following its instinctive desires and cravings, wanting to truly Fusion with the blue light.

Roselle increasingly felt like the other side of the "Mist of Uncertainty," and the connection between them, established through the White Fog, quickly became exceptionally strong.

At this point, even if the "Mist of Uncertainty" wanted to reclaim the White Fog, it couldn't do it instantly; it would take some time, unless Roselle agreed.

The White Fog of the "Whirlpool Ritual" involuntarily rose up and flew towards Roselle's body, which horrified Perle, who was currently only able to survive by relying on this mist. The "Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty" and the miniature Crimson Moon in the mist stopped moving and stood frozen in place.

Roselle turned his gaze back to Amon, who was holding the "Blasphemy Slate," and remarked with a touch of melancholy, "Truly a ' Visionary '..."

They dare to think of this, they dare to arrange this!

Amon's previous answer confirmed for Roselle that his initial and boldest guess was correct:

The true purpose of That One "True Creator" using the Whirlpool Ritual was to deal with the "Mist of Uncertainty," Great Ones that was watching over the current world!

Normally, even if That One "True Creator" and the six Orthodox God in the Astral World set aside their grudges and cooperated fully, they couldn't accomplish this. At most, they could only force the "Mist of Uncertainty" back. But now, That One using the Whirlpool Ritual and the "Mist of Uncertainty's " yearning for the "Black Emperor" True God, the one has established a strong and close connection between the "Mist of Uncertainty" and himself, making himself more and more like the "Mist of Uncertainty," thus creating a certain opportunity.

Of course, the so-called opportunity is definitely not to transfer power Past this connection. Directly attacking the "Mist of Uncertainty" would not be very effective. However, there are some underlying laws in the Mysticism World that can be utilized. There are many ways to defeat powerful beings by harming the weak, which is the basis of many Curse.

In a flash, Roselle ran his fingers over the Golden surface of the "Wishing Lamp," covered with mysterious and complex symbols, and growled:

"The Genie!"

The wick at the spout of the kettle ignited instantly, and the light it emitted sprayed upwards like viscous water, forming a blurry and Distortion pale golden figure.

As soon as the pale golden figure appeared, it turned to go back into the "Wishing Lamp," but the White Fog and blue light that were eroding Roselle's "Black Emperor" body suddenly separated into a large part, like a bear smelling honey or Vampire being placed next to a pool of fresh, healthy blood. They surged violently around the pale golden figure, binding it layer by layer, as if it were being submerged.

The Genie twisted and struggled desperately, trying to escape this predicament and shrink back into the "Wishing Lamp," but he could not do so no matter what he did. His pale Golden figure gradually showed signs of Fusion with the white mist and blue light.

The Genie's mouth opened and closed repeatedly, as if he were frantically Curse Amon and Curse Roselle, but bound by the White Fog and blue light, he couldn't even utter a sound.

Roselle elevates the "Wishing Lamp" and the Genie to his chest, Distortion the relationship between the subject and the external object, and briefly making himself an appendage of the Genie.

In an instant, the Genie, who was originally one with the "Mist of Uncertainty" and shared the same origin, seemed to have become the other side of the "Mist of Uncertainty" again, but was sealed and unable to exert its power, making it appear quite weak!

Roselle looked at Amon again.

Now, before the flawed Authority of the True God through your "Error" Pathway, under a strong and close connection, from Mysticism perspective, the weak Genie is completely equivalent to the powerful "Mist of Uncertainty," severely injuring the Genie is equivalent to severely injuring the "Mist of Uncertainty," and putting the Genie to Slumber is equivalent to putting the "Mist of Uncertainty" to Slumber!

Now it's up to you!

Amon laughed and raised the "Blasphemy Slate" in his hand.

At the summit of the "Forsaken Land," atop a towering, continuous mountain range, stands a massive Cross stained with blood.

Adam, the "True Creator" freed from the influence of the delusions of Outer Deity, is waiting here.

He wore a simple white robe, had a thick golden beard, and eyes as clear as a child's. At his feet was a dense shadow, quite different from Him, with Five Heads; it resembled Him, yet it did not.

Adam opened his mouth and solemnly declared, "I am the One, and the Many; I am the Beginning, and the End."

As soon as he finished speaking, Adam's True Creator Eyes instantly became illusory, and a strange Sea that seemed to encompass all colors and all possibilities appeared around his body.

Immediately afterwards, Adam grasped the silver cross pendant hanging on his chest.

A blazing yet illusory Sun leaped from above His head; to His left, Lightning, Gale, and waves intertwined to form a phantom that looked down upon all things; to His right, a white Tower with many brass eyes rose from the ground.

These illusory, seemingly imagined Authority and symbols, along with Adam's own shadow, were propelled one by one into Adam's body by the Chaos Sea.

Suddenly, the strange Sea that encompassed all colors, all possibilities, and all books rose up, engulfing the entire mountain range, while Adam swelled into a gigantic figure of light that seemed capable of supporting the heavens and the earth.

This "True Creator" briefly returned to his peak state, and the human Savior who fought against the Ancient God reappeared in the world!

He walked slowly on the Chaos, dark "surface," pointing his finger at the Sea was both real and illusory.

With this gesture, the surface of the second "Blasphemy Slate" in Amon's hand rapidly surged forth with the Chaos Sea encompassing all colors and all possibilities.

Amon stopped holding it directly and let the weathered Stone Slab float in front of him.

He immediately looked at the pale Golden Genie who was twisting and turning wildly, seemingly Curse him, and revealed a smile that enraged the genie even more.

Then, He made the "Blasphemy Slate" rise up.