In the dark Void, a star-like gaze pierces the sky.
Countless stars floated and sank within the pupils, their starlight shimmering and dazzling, yet exuding an aura of indifference as vast as the heavens, like an unchanging rule that has stretched from the most ancient primordial era to the present, unmoved by external things.
The merciless fluctuations emanating from the depths of the soul swept over every inch of emotion, like an invisible hand slowly smoothing out the wrinkles on a piece of paper.
But those erased traces are proof of Logo's humanity.
Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, hatred, infatuation...
Kind, evil, stubborn, cowardly...
Everything that should not have appeared in Miracle Creation was ruthlessly and resolutely erased.
The surge was so powerful that it snapped the chains anchoring the anchor points one after another.
Seeing this, Logo's heart sank.
The lights poured down like water as Qiya honed her spear skills in the training ground. Her spear danced, scattering silver light. It was as if a small world was running around her, and every move she made seemed to be able to shake the heavens and earth. But if you looked closely, you would find that these feelings seemed to be an illusion.
Laugh!!
The spear tip grazed the hard wall, and Qiya's expression changed, her breathing becoming erratic.
Clutching her chest with her bare hand, feeling the abnormal beating of her heart, the girl's face paled. In a daze, it felt as if something extremely important was slipping away from her life.
"No..." the girl murmured unconsciously, a deep sadness flashing in her clear eyes.
Meanwhile, in another room, Crassus, who was busy working at a machine tool, suddenly felt flustered. It was as if a vital nerve in his mind had snapped, and a sense of sadness and bewilderment at being abandoned welled up in his heart.
"What's wrong with me...?"
Sea of Slaughter, the old count stood proudly in the sky, his hair flying wildly, his body enveloped in an inexplicable field—his newly formed Sanctuary. The old man had lived up to expectations, finally breaking through to the Legendary realm.
But the old count himself did not seem excited. Instead, he felt empty inside, as if a strange vortex in his heart had swallowed up all the pleasant emotions, leaving only a sense of melancholy and heartache.
If the relationship is anchored by emotion, both parties must have an emotional foundation; if one party doesn't reciprocate, it won't work.
When the anchor point breaks, not only Logo himself, but also the other person connected to the anchor point will notice.
"The method is sound, but unfortunately, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot." Looking at the emotional chains that were constantly breaking before him, Logo shook his head and smiled bitterly. He really hadn't expected the backlash from this Miracle Creation to be so strong.
Feeling the surging torrent rushing towards him, Logo slowly opened his arms, a deep sense of helplessness on his face. He was powerless against this overwhelming force.
However, just as he was about to give up, from the depths of his soul's origin, two pillars of light, one black and one blue, suddenly rose up, like two giant swords piercing through heaven and earth, forcefully blocking the torrent of the Miracle Creation sweeping in.
"These are... the other two clones..." Logo stared dumbfounded at the two beams of light, his previously despairing mood gradually regaining its vitality.
"Yes, when it comes to emotional connection, what can compare to these two clones?" Logo muttered to himself.
Before this, he had considered using two clones to establish an anchor point, but after several failed attempts, he gave up in frustration.
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, his two clones stepped forward and helped him share the enormous pressure. It turned out that they had been buried deep in his soul all along, so he didn't need to establish anchor points at all.
"But that's not enough, far from enough!!" Logo narrowed his eyes. His clone's entry only slightly delayed the inevitable; ultimately, it was just a matter of dying a little later.
"There's still a way, there must be a way..." Logo's mind raced. When his dormant will to survive was reignited, his will seemed to undergo a transformation. He no longer had the slightest thought of giving up, not even until the very last second.
In reality, Logo didn't even wait until the last second.
In a flash, thoughts raced, countless images flashed before my eyes, and a deluge of information swept through my mind, finally settling on a particular memory.
This memory isn't distant; it was just a few days ago, on the stage of the Martial Arts Tournament, where intense emotions came from all directions.
"The power of others' beliefs..."
Logo's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes suddenly lit up, like the blazing sun at midday.
"Using the thoughts of all beings to elevate one's own thoughts, borrowing strength to strike back..."
A murmured voice echoed in his heart, like a morning bell and evening drum, awakening this young man who was blinded by his own limited perspective.
"Yes, God of Faith can absorb the thoughts of all living beings and transform them into Divine Power; Devils of Hell can roam the heavens with the Power of Original Sin. Ultimately, these are all beliefs and emotions of intelligent beings."
"Since the Miracle Creation seek to wash away my emotions, why don't I build a dam before this torrent..."
In an instant, a jumble of thoughts raced through his mind. Logo's thoughts began to operate at an unprecedented speed, like a wild horse unleashed. Countless wildly imaginative methods surfaced, methods he would never normally take, but now...
"Dry!..."
There was no room for hesitation; only a do-or-die battle remained.
Seeing the two pillars of light growing dimmer in the dark Void, Logo began to move.
To unite the faith of all beings, first and foremost, someone must proclaim my name.
Logo actually achieved this by sheer accident.
In order to make a name for himself and pave the way for his future struggle for the throne, he displayed his talent in the Martial Arts Tournament, becoming an unparalleled prodigy and a rising star in the Royal Court.
Unexpectedly, what was planted unintentionally turned out to be a pleasant surprise.
The personal feelings that I had placed so much hope in were torn apart swiftly by the Eye of Insight, serving little purpose.
Ironically, things that were never taken seriously became the last straw.
Right now, Logo's only hope rests on the faith of all living beings.
They are called all living beings, but in reality, they are the beliefs of the Royal Court court's subjects.
However, before that, Logo needs to sense these beliefs that can connect with him.
To achieve these things, one must either become a divine being, or what is known as Demigod.
Alternatively, they possess special methods.
Logo can only satisfy the latter.
The Aslant Civilization recorded more than one similar method, all ultimately aimed at cultivating the "gods" of their own civilization.
To attain godhood through faith is not simply a matter of randomly absorbing the beliefs of others. If one does so arbitrarily, one will only turn into a mad monster, going insane, degenerating, and losing oneself amidst the distractions of worldly desires.
Even with the Goddess of the Earth's unparalleled talent, she spent a tremendous amount of effort researching the method for absorbing the Power of Faith.
Although it later circulated and evolved into many versions, all of them were in the hands of powerful forces; at least no force in the Elven Plane possessed this knowledge.
However, given the scale of an advanced Astral Realm, it would certainly possess similar methods.
At this point, Logo was once again grateful that he had obtained the knowledge legacy of the Aslant Civilization civilization; otherwise, even if he had come up with a solution, it would have been useless, since he couldn't possibly figure out a way to absorb the Power of Faith in a short period of time.
Although belief and faith are not the same thing, they lead to the same goal: essentially, they are both spiritual forces.
In a very short time, he obtained the relevant methods from the Higher-Dimensional Information Space, Logo immediately began to sense them according to the records.
Time passed slowly, and the two beams of light, one black and one blue, grew dimmer, seemingly about to disappear at any moment.
Logo's expression was serious. Under the operation of some kind of magic, his perception penetrated into an unknown place and explored a massive number of light spots.
These points of light vary in size, and it's unclear whether they have any emotional connection to Logo, though such a connection is extremely minor.
However, when dust particles gather together, they are enough to blot out the sky and bury everything, let alone the beliefs of vibrant lives.
Admiration, respect, reverence, disgust, fear, hatred...
A vast amount of emotions, good or evil, surged into that dark space under Logo's guidance.
They were like grains of sand, piling up before Logo's very soul essence.
Slowly, the sand turned into sand dunes.
The sand dunes were then squeezed together by an invisible hand, forming a sand wall, or rather, a dam, that stretched to the horizon, seemingly capable of blocking all the impact of a flood.
Although the dam looks very unreliable, it could collapse with a push.
However, Logo can rely on now is this sand wall.
Boom! Boom!
With two crisp cracks, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the beam of light, and it finally exploded with a deafening roar, ending up completely Destruction, just like the previous anchor point.
With all obstacles removed, the ruthless, indifferent torrent of coldness swept in once more.
Logo stared indifferently at the raging torrent before him, but his emotions gradually grew more fervent. Even if all his feelings were to be washed away, at least in these final moments, he wanted to be like a true young man, unrestrained and wild.
Boom!!
The waves crashed against the shore, the raging torrent colliding with the sand walls.
Logo clenched his fists tightly; even he, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help but lose his composure at this critical moment.
Click click click!!
The sand wall has cracked.
The sound struck Logo's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Still not working?" The boy's unwilling whisper echoed.
As if sensing his emotions, the once invincible torrent, just as it was about to break through the sand wall, actually receded, like the tide going out.
As he watched the torrent recede into the distance, Logo's soul couldn't help but tremble.
"It's done!"
Although it was only temporary, we've finally gotten through this hurdle.
What relieved Logo even more was that he had found the path to the future.
"It seems that I am destined to be supported by all living beings throughout my life." With a soft sigh, Logo smiled faintly and departed from this dark Void.
With the danger from the Miracle Creation temporarily averted, he finally had time to observe his own transformation after breaking through to the High-Rank Transcendent.
Actually, not much has changed.
It's simply that both the spirit and energy attributes have reached 61 points, and each has awakened its Attribute Talent.
The spiritual Attribute Talent is [Aura of Wisdom], which is an extremely Rare Attribute Talent, an active ability that greatly enhances one's comprehension after activation.
For any Transcendent individual, this is an exceptional talent, especially for mentally demanding professions like alchemists and Mechanics, where it is truly invaluable.
However, Logo possesses the Eye of Miracle Creation's Eye of Insight, making his Aura of Wisdom seem rather superfluous and rather useless.
After all, it's just a talent awakened when breaking through to High-Rank Transcendent. No matter how Rare it is, it's nothing special. Compared to the abilities that Miracle Creation comes with, it's like comparing heaven and earth.
The Attribute Talent awakened after breaking through 61 points in the energy attribute is called [Spirituality Amplification]. This is a passive ability that helps Logo control the Fire of Birth more freely. In short, it increases the controllability and precision of the body's energy.
Compared to [Aura of Wisdom], [Spirituality Amplification] is actually more useful for Logo.
However, he didn't really care.
Merging with Miracle Creation is fraught with danger and carries immense backlash, but the talent gained from it is bound to be earth-shattering.
Therefore, Logo doesn't care much about so-called Attribute Talent. No matter how much they awaken, can they possibly surpass Miracle Creation?
Buzz!!
With a soft hum, the heavy stone door, engraved with dense Magic Runes, slowly opened. Just as the surging Elemental Magical Energy about to burst out, it was blocked by an invisible barrier.
The portal opened, Logo stepped out, then paused, his expression momentarily stunned.
Looking at the concerned face and the gentle smile on her face, a complex emotion flashed across her pupils.
The anchor point he had forged with Qiya in the dark Void flashed through his mind. When faced with the impact of the torrent, it held for just as long as Crassus.
Logo understood what this meant, of course.
The longer the anchor point remains, the stronger the emotional bond between the two people.
Logically speaking, Logo's feelings for Qiya were largely based on exploitation, and not much genuine affection.
Even so, that anchor point is second to none.
It seems that this woman is truly sincere towards him, and that her feelings for him have penetrated to the bone.
Thinking of this, a clear sense of guilt appeared on his handsome face.
After the sand wall was built, the backlash from the Eye of Insight subsided by 90%. Although his emotions were still much more detached than those of ordinary people, they were dozens of times better than before.
Otherwise, such a vibrant expression would never appear on Logo's face.
"Thank goodness, you're alright. It seems my intuition was off."
Seeing Logo out safely, Qiya breathed a sigh of relief.
As for the expression on Logo's face, she pretended not to see it. The girl was intelligent and had already understood many things, but feelings are the most unreasonable thing. Even if she knew that Logo's intentions were not pure, once a heart is trapped, it will subconsciously ignore certain things.
Perhaps it's self-deception, perhaps it's infatuation, or perhaps it's something else that's hard to explain.
The two walked side by side in the dimly lit corridor.
The boy remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly, "My feelings for you are not entirely sincere."
He was no longer willing to deceive the girl.
Qiya's body stiffened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, turned her head, and smiled sweetly, "At least, one point, right?"
Looking into those bright, clear eyes, Logo nodded slightly.
Seeing this, the girl smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming, "That's enough, isn't it?"