Firstly, some insignificant information flowed into the Nanwu Shaman’s mind, followed by the form of the thorny monsters whose bodies were full of blades.
Noticing that something was off, the Nanwu Shaman was about to cut off the Unseen Offering, but it was already too late.
This time, she wasn’t the one pursuing knowledge, but rather knowledge that was pursuing her.
What we see every day are the representations of concepts, the surface of knowledge, but as soon as we attempt to pursue the truth to its roots, we would find ourselves no different from fishes hooked by bait, unable to help ourselves from being changed by the truth and falling under its manipulation.
This could be called achieving enlightenment or losing oneself, whether it was a blessing or a curse depended on the individual.
After seeing this Truth, the Nanwu Shaman believed that this was a great opportunity that she had come across, a great blessing.
The wrinkles all over her face began to move, but as she was hanging her head, Yun Yi couldn’t discern it too clearly, believing that this was normal for an Unseen Offering.
After the Nanwu Shaman had kept her head down for a while, a flash of dark light flickered in her eyes, causing Yun Yi to suddenly feel like he had been approached by some sort of terrifying beast. Only after the Shaman lifted her head back up did this sensation disappear; it was as if everything had been an illusion.
“I have performed the Unseen Offering. There is no such thing as a Lord of Disaster, your mind is just deluding itself due to the stress and terror you felt from the disaster” the Nanwu Shaman solemnly spoke with an especially amicable tone: “However, as Nanwu and Yunhe have had such a good relationship over the long years, I suggest that you remain here in Nanwu for the time being, at least until you get over the shock…”
“Wait a minute, the Lord…”
Before Meng Luo could finish his words, the Nanwu Shaman cut his words off and waved her hands to summon two Warriors: “Bring this Warrior to his accommodations and makes sure that he can recuperate properly, do not let anything unexpected happen”
After Yun Yi had been brought away, the Nanwu Shaman began trembling, her old body shaking out of unadulterated joy: “Kekeke… the heavens truly favor us Nanwu!”
“The Lord of Disaster!!!” the Shaman’s old face was distorted beyond recognition as she uttered the name with full devotion.
Under the oppression of the Demon race, all Desolate tribes faced an extreme level of pressure, and the Nanwu tribe was no different. There were fewer and fewer newborn Desolates, and the prey they originally hunted was growing abnormally stronger due to being demonized, so if there hadn’t been any surprises, the Nanwu tribe would have had to give up on their name as Nanwu and become assimilated into a different tribe.
But now, the Nanwu Shaman had seen a ray of hope.
“The sudden advent of the Demon race might have also been due to the descent of a different Evil God, so if my Nanwu tribe can obtain the grace of the Lord of Disaster, we can become a different Demon race as well! No, we will be even greater than the Demon race!!!”
The Nanwu Shaman’s expression was ecstatic. Having witnessed the Truth of the Lord of Disaster, she had been completely conquered by that destructive chaotic will, believing that it was the most powerful force in reality.
The ecstatic Nanwu Shaman’s boney fingers directly broke the staff in her hand with sheer strength, causing a small bit of black smoke to come out of it and enter her body.
Yun Yi was led by the two Warriors into a relatively decent house, but he felt nothing but anxious during the entire process. As he looked outside, the two Warriors were seen clearly guarding the gate. Quite obviously, this was house arrest in the name of recuperation.
Where exactly was the issue?
Yun Yi couldn’t understand at all. The Lord of Disaster couldn’t possibly have been an illusion, the terrible disaster was right in front of their eyes, so how could the Nanwu Shaman not believe his claims?
“Wait a minute…” Yun Yi’s expression became extremely pale.
He had just recalled how the person who climbed out of the crater became a monster much earlier compared to the dead bodies, and he was also constantly muttering the Lord of Disaster’s name before turning into a monster.
In that instant, Yun Yi realized that he might have committed a great error.
He hurriedly rushed to the gate and madly called out: “Your Shaman is in danger, that one is truly approaching us, we can’t let that name spread…”
After that, Yun Yi was summarily pushed back into the house by the two Warriors. Quite obviously, an outsider like him couldn’t possibly compete against the prestige of their tribe’s Shaman.
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Inside the Ancestral Wild, Negary seemed to have sensed something. His consciousness took a portion of the Cede and turned it into a curse before releasing it towards a certain place. He was then immediately stopped by the world spirit, refusing to give Negary free reign to destroy the world’s order.
〖 I’m here acting for the good of the world, but your inflexible self obviously wouldn’t understand, and even if you do understand, you won’t be able to stop it 〗Negary chuckled.
The systematic world spirit was essentially a system AI created to ensure the normal operation of the world’s system.
If something was within its protocols, it could mobilize the force of the entire world to perfectly perform something step by step, but outside of its protocols, it had no choice but to inflexibly act following the very same steps.
For example, Negary had attempted to use a curse to erase a Shaman from existence, which was the world’s income, so the world spirit had easily used the world’s defenses to stop Negary’s Cede curse.
In truth, if Negary wasn’t trying to replace the world spirit and stimulated its instincts of self-preservation, it would not be so hostile against Negary. After all, Negary’s actions were stimulating the world’s growth most of the time.
Negary had injected a large amount of information into the world’s cycle of reincarnation, which acted both as a curse and a blessing, they were shackles as well as power.
If it was simply information, the Desolate Sacrifice world’s spirit would happily consume it all, then nurture a [Protagonist] to guide the beings of the Desolate Sacrifice world to accustom themselves to these changes, digesting this information to add to the Principles and Ideals of the world. This was also the normal protocol for a world to act against an Evil God’s permeation.
Most Evil Gods only tried to profit through this method, sending their information into a world to delude a group of believers, who would then help them deprive a portion of resources from the world itself. A world’s natural defense mechanism would naturally contain a clause to limit any sort of action that removed resources from itself, leading to most of these Evil Gods gaining nothing and losing the information they had sent.
The difference between Negary’s permeation and other Evil Gods was the fact that he didn’t just transfer a large amount of information into the world’s reincarnation cycle, but his consciousness had also followed this information inside and infected the world spirit.
Following Negary’s attack, the Desolate Sacrifice world’s spirit noticed that the Shaman had obtained a bit of strange information and that her mental state was also unstable. However, as she hadn’t actually escaped the world’s control, at the first sign of her showing any unusual movements or loss of control, the world’s defense mechanisms would activate to kill her and return her everything to it.
For it, the priority right now was to remove Negary’s consciousness. It was also afraid of being replaced, as any entity that exists would fear losing themselves.
Due to Negary’s infection, the Desolate Sacrifice world’s spirit whose calculational abilities were insufficient had to focus on Negary, it was gradually becoming more personified like a child who had just learnt about the sense of ‘self’, slowly forming its personality.
The power of Irregularity flickered as Negary continued his clash against the Desolate Sacrifice world’s spirit, fighting with their consciousnesses. If the world spirit had operated as normal and examined the Nanwu Shaman’s will, it would notice that she was already gradually slipping away from its control.
For a world spirit, an Evil God who hadn’t achieved a Pathway wasn’t actually terrifying. Unless a large number of Evil Gods attacked the world at once, or if the world itself had a huge loophole that could be taken advantage of, an Evil God would never be able to benefit.
What it needed to fear the most were traitors.
