As the invisible barrier formed by the Tirmis Gravitational Field slowly rose like a curtain, Gustavo could clearly feel that everything in the outside world seemed to be isolated.
The flow of energy, the changes of matter, and even relatively ethereal things like cause and effect Fortune are all isolated by the extremely powerful gravitational field.
Gustavo and the King of the Demonic Sea were essentially imprisoned in an extremely closed prison.
Splash!
The waves surged and rolled, swirling up countless fragments of stars. The aftershocks at the edges struck the gravitational barrier, splashing out ripples. Gustavo watched in terror, fearing that the King of the Demonic Sea would be unhappy with being imprisoned and would go berserk, at which point he would hardly survive.
The chaotic and frenzied Astral Realm Anomaly would no longer care about Gustavo's existence, even if it had previously been very curious about him.
Perhaps only a woman's ability to change her mind so quickly can surpass the Astral Realm Anomaly and volatile attitude.
In the midst of the calm, the King of the Demonic Sea would occasionally extend his energy tentacles, wrapping them around Gustavo as if playing with a child. The chaotic power carried on the surface of the tentacles was so great that ordinary Transcendent beings would have their souls torn apart and their wills evaporated with just a glance, dying instantly.
Even Demigod cannot stay by the King of the Demonic Sea's side for long. Only Gustavo, through various means, managed to greatly increase his resistance to the power of the Demonic Sea and even absorbed and fused with a trace of the Demonic Sea's power, thus enabling him to stay with the King of the Demonic Sea without time restrictions.
Even so, Gustavo understood that he could be annihilated at any moment by the enraged King of the Demonic Sea, for reasons unknown; the Astral Realm Anomaly was just that unreasonable.
Buzz~~
A subtle vibration came from the side, like the flapping of a mosquito's wings, and naturally wouldn't attract the attention of the behemoth, the King of the Demonic Sea. But Gustavo, who was prepared, immediately detected the vibration. A look of joy flashed in his spider eyes, and he immediately responded with a vibration of a similar frequency.
The communication method, resembling radio waves, allowed Gustavo to easily contact the two God Level powerhouses.
As the fluctuations gradually wove into a net, a world that seemed both real and illusory, existing between the unreal and the real, formed right under the nose of the King of the Demonic Sea.
At the same time, the Tirmis Gravitational Field began to exert its force, and the gravitational flow moved erratically like an underwater current, temporarily concealing the unusual fluctuations and preventing the King of the Demonic Sea from noticing them.
"Hurry up, the King of the Demonic Sea's eerie force field is too vast and chaotic, I can't hold out for long." Outside the gravitational field, Narnia lay prostrate on the white spider web, her eight bladed legs trembling rapidly, like a master stringed instrument player, plucking countless threads to create a hazy, confusing power.
The powerful figures who Control Faction are extremely skilled at manipulating souls or energy; the infamous Evil Puppet Master is the main profession of this faction.
A world existing between reality and illusion gradually took shape under Narnia's guidance, incorporating Gustavo's "projection of existence." His soul and body seemed to be copied exactly, while in the outside world, he appeared to be making no movement at all.
Amidst the hazy light and swirling waves, two figures radiating a faint divine glow appeared before Gustavo.
The figure on the left was entirely black, even its pupils were dark; if it were in the Void, it would surely have an invisibility effect.
His body was covered with a thin layer of carapace, without barbs, appearing round and smooth. Looking at him gave one a sense of horror, as if being pulled into Black Hole, which startled Gustavo. Needless to say, he naturally understood the identity of this person— God Level Dragon-Hunting Spider of the Devouring Faction.
Another God Level powerhouse was a tall, humanoid life form with pale yellow skin, bright obsidian-like pupils, and a much wider distance between his eyes than that of an ordinary human. He also had a peculiar pattern between his eyebrows.
The pattern features water below and a sword above, giving it a majestic and imposing appearance, yet it is not particularly extreme, conveying a sense of righteous indignation.
This person is none other than the Apostle of the God of Law, Mingke'er, a God Level powerhouse who walks the Transcendent path unique to the Northern Spirit Empire. He cultivates by relying on the power of gods who have no individual consciousness, and his potential for development depends on the god's rank among the gods of the Northern Spirit Empire.
As the uncrowned king of the gods of the Northern Spirit Empire and an apostle of the God of Law, he naturally possesses profound potential, perhaps even reaching the level of Supreme God.
This Apostle of the God of Law named Mingke'er had only recently ascended to God Level when the Northern Spirit Empire, upon receiving a message from Herzan, dispatched him. The process proceeded smoothly because Herzan had revealed some information in his words, such as the Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan's imminent attack on the True Dragon Empire, and Mingke'er's mission being directly related to this.
Since the goal is to defeat the True Dragon Empire, the Northern Spirit Empire must lend a hand, no matter what. Moreover, the good relationship between the Northern Spirit Empire and the Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan is mainly maintained by attacking the True Dragon Empire.
If neither side takes any initiative on this point, the relationship between the two companies is essentially over.
"Asuye, shall we go first?" Mingke'er turned his head to look at the black Dragon-Hunting Spider beside him, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.
The Devouring Faction of the Mitrola Clan doesn't have a good reputation. Due to immense mental and physical pressure, many powerful members of the Devouring Faction are prone to extremism and madness. Once they go berserk, they attack indiscriminately. Some of the Dragon-Hunting Spider of the Devouring Faction have even become World Destroyer Path and are wanted by various forces of order.
Why was Diorus so determined to devour Spider Dad Sylvain? Wasn't it precisely because he coveted the unique physique of the Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan?
The World Destroyer Path and the Devouring Faction are indeed a perfect match; once combined, they will produce a truly wondrous chemical reaction.
"You go first!"
Asuye's voice was hoarse and his words were concise, clearly indicating that he was the type of person who was ruthless and didn't talk much.
Mingke'er didn't say anything more, walked up to Gustavo, and said in a calm but authoritative voice, "Next, I will use the power of the God of Law to temporarily seal the Fate- related power within you. Inevitably, this will affect your soul. If you feel pain, just cry out. This is a mental space built by Lady Narnia, King of the Demonic Sea cannot sense it for the time being."
"Mingke'er, Lord Minkel!" Gustavo bowed slightly, his attitude respectful.
"Okay, once you're ready, let's begin."
After saying this, seeing Gustavo slowly close his spider eyes, Mingke'er also raised his palm and placed it on Gustavo's head.
As he made this gesture, Mingke'er's expression turned solemn, like a judge sitting high in the courtroom, an adjudicator, wielding the law, whose words carry the weight of justice.
"Laws Revealed!"
The clear and steady voice seemed to descend from the highest point of the vast and unfathomable sky, carrying an unquestionable majesty and domineering presence.
The words spread along with the Divine Power, eventually exploding like Thunderclap deep within the soul.
The winds rose and the clouds surged, the hazy Mist of the soul stirred wildly, as if the ocean had split in the middle, revealing the damp mud and sand at its bottom.
A dark purple wooden badge gradually emerged, with hundreds of tendrils extending from its surface, rooted deep within the soul's origin. The roots spread to an unknown depth and breadth, and just one glance was enough to feel a profound sense of despair. If this were forcibly pulled out, Gustavo's soul would inevitably be shattered.
He's not like Lancelot, whose soul transformed into countless Undying Holy Soul, merging with his body and dispersing into hundreds of millions of cells.
Gustavo has only one soul, a complete soul. If it is excessively damaged, it is highly likely to die on the spot. Even if it is rescued afterward, not to mention the enormous cost in the process, it will definitely suffer aftereffects.
"It looks like an artifact. What is the Goddess of Misfortune trying to do? Forge a Main God Artifact the Fate element?" Looking at the purple wooden badge in front of him, Mingke'er's eyes flickered, and many thoughts raced through his mind.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
Here, when the wooden badge was pulled out by Mingke'er, a soul-wrenching pain instantly assaulted Gustavo's mind and will, causing his eyes to widen and his body to tremble slightly, but he did not utter a sound, only silently enduring it.
Mingke'er was quite surprised. Seeing this, he nodded almost imperceptibly and continued speaking.
"Laws and Order!"
At this moment, Mingke'er spoke with divine authority, his words carrying a power that seemed to emanate from the highest rules of the Astral Realm, making him appear exceptionally divine.
As soon as the words fell, they shook the soul. The purple badge, like a startled ghost, began to violently resist, its tentacles flailing wildly. On the surface of the badge, the faint image of a woman in a black dress appeared, and an aura of misfortune rolled in like dark clouds, extremely terrifying.
Faced with this scene, Mingke'er remained unmoved, continuously uttering the mantra of "laws" to slowly suppress the rebellious wooden badge.
In the process, some tentacles that were not deeply connected to the soul were casually plucked out by Mingke'er.
At these times, the excruciating pain in his soul would instantly intensify dozens of times. Gustavo's pupils were bloodshot, almost bulging out of their sockets, a truly terrifying sight.
"Goddess of Misfortune, Goddess of Misfortune..." Gustavo murmured the name in his heart, as if he could use it to transform his pain into a stored power of hatred.
Time passed slowly, and after about ten minutes, the wooden badge, which had originally resembled a raging beast, became listless under Mingke'er's suppression, like a rice seedling without water, looking as if it could die at any moment.
In reality, this is only the surface. Since the deepest-rooted problems have not been removed, the fundamental nature of the wooden badge has not been damaged. It will take time to completely solve the problem.
Mingke'er's goal was not to completely eradicate it, but to seal it away so that it wouldn't interfere with Gustavo's Fortune, allowing him to cultivate normally and strengthen himself.
Of course, the most important thing is not to be killed by the King of the Demonic Sea while he's playing around because of bad luck. The Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan and the Northern Spirit Empire are even planning to rely on the King of the Demonic Sea's power to launch an unexpected sneak attack on the True Dragon Empire!
Of these God Level powerhouses, only Yilisham truly cares about Gustavo. After all, he is her direct descendant and has already shown exceptional talent, so she will definitely nurture him with great effort. If Gustavo can become a god in the future, the power of their lineage will inevitably be greatly enhanced, and they will be able to seize more benefits. With the two God Level powerhouses supporting each other, many things will be easier to accomplish, achieving twice the result with half the effort.
"Law: Imprisonment!"
As the final incantation of the Law Decree Mantra was uttered from Mingke'er's mouth, the mark on his forehead suddenly shone with golden Radiance, shooting out a similar but more ethereal mark that landed on the wooden badge.
With a bang, the wooden badge, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair, launched a frenzied counterattack. Its tentacles danced wildly, and even the badge's surface opened wide, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth that snapped open and closed, biting at the golden mark falling from above.
However, faced with the personal descent of a God Level Apostle of the God of Law, the wooden badge, without a master, was far from powerful enough. The sealing barrier generated by the Tirmis Gravitational Field also isolated the connection between the inside and outside, making it difficult for the Goddess of Misfortune in the Divine Realm to perceive and provide assistance. In the end, the wooden badge was completely sealed and sank into the depths of Gustavo's soul, its surface covered with a thin but exceptionally tough layer of golden light.
After causing all this, Mingke'er withdrew his hand and looked at Gustavo, who was lying on the ground in pain but had not uttered a sound. His bright eyes showed admiration.
"As expected of a member of the infamous Devouring Faction, your mental fortitude is truly remarkable!" Mingke'er praised. Whether he genuinely considered Gustavo a little madman or not remained unknown.
"He's not a member of the Devouring Faction yet, at least not now!" Asuye stepped forward from behind, his dark pupils staring at Gustavo like Black Hole that devours everything, revealing no true thoughts.
Mingke'er simply smiled and didn't reply.
"Boy, still have the strength?" Asuye lowered his body, his eight Black Hole- like pupils less than ten centimeters away from Gustavo.
"Of course... I have the strength!" Gustavo chuckled, enduring the waves of excruciating pain surging from the depths of his soul, and stood up.
"Then, drop all your defenses and let me examine whether you truly deserve to embark on the Devouring Path!" Asuye's words were icy cold.
Gustavo, however, didn't take it seriously and simply did as Asuye said, then lay down and closed his eyes again, looking like he was at Asuye's mercy.
Seeing this, a smile finally appeared in Asuye's pitch-black eyes, and a Black Hole slowly rose from his smooth back, disappearing into Gustavo's body.
"Alright, kid, from today onwards, you're a member of the Devouring Faction. I'm your introducer; from now on, you can call me teacher!"
Asuye extended his sword-like foot and tapped Gustavo's head, producing a crisp, ringing sound.
"That's it?"
Before Gustavo could speak, Mingke'er asked a question first.
Asuye said without turning his head, "From the first moment I saw him, I sensed the Devouring talent within him. In terms of the ' Cornerstone ' strength, there's absolutely no problem. Afterwards, what you did allowed me to witness his mental willpower. Combining the two, he is qualified to become a member of the Devouring Faction."
"Then what was the Black Hole you just injected into his body...?"
"Oh, that's a wisp of my primordial divine Divine Power; it can help him get on the right track of cultivation as soon as possible."
"Well... okay."
Mingke'er scratched his head, looking utterly astonished, though he didn't understand.
As expected of the infamous Devouring Faction, they're incredibly fast at everything!