Chapter 148: Seven Lights of the Spirit World

Both types of Authority were pocketed by Chumen, and Chumen also retracted his own Mythical Form.

The figure of the Evernight Goddess faded and was wiped away directly, and the Mother Tree of Desire also left this place, having transformed into a Symbol of life.

The remaining True Gods also made different responses, turning into Symbols or merging into the world, each departing.

Solomon and Sasriel merely nodded slightly to Chumen, then turned into Rules and merged into the Shadow, returning to their respective God's Kingdoms.

"Dream Book..." Chumen remained in the Spirit World and pulled the Dream Book out from his own body.

"This kind of fusion is still not reliable enough; it must be done slowly." Chumen confirmed his own state; this method of directly fusing with the Dream Book was, for him, completely inferior to first fusing the four Uniques.

It was roughly the difference between drinking a glass of water and being force-fed a bucket of water; the latter had a high probability of causing "indigestion" and increasing the tendency toward deep sleep.

"And the Seven Lights."

The Grey Fog above the Spirit World had gradually faded after Chumen retracted his Mythical Form, and the Seven Lights all transformed into human forms, coming before Chumen to bow respectfully.

"Your Highness, please forgive our previous offense." An old man wearing an orange robe spoke first.

"You seven are quite transcendent, able to live very well in this world." Chumen looked over the Seven Lights, thinking of those Prophets who had once left traces in human history.

These seven old men were completely uninvolved in any Sequence War, yet their status was only below that of gods, and they possessed the amulets of the Spirit World's foundation; no True God would move against them, and even when the Doomsday arrived, they would not need to worry about extinction.

As long as the "Dominator of the Spirit World" returned, He would also need servants.

This made the identities of the Seven Lights special and their situation superior; from time to time, they would "descend" to the Real World to make guest appearances as Prophets, and their names were also present throughout human history.

"When we took human form, we also once saw Your Highness's demeanor from afar, and were moved by Your Highness's noble act of protecting humanity," said "Red Light," who wore a bright red robe, with a respectful tone.

"Hmm," Chumen nodded slightly, then asked, "Do you remember me from the First Epoch?"

"This..." The Seven Lights looked at each other, and "Orange Light," who had stepped out first, explained.

"When the previous civilization ended and the 'Original' awakened, the previous Seven Lights had already been erased. We are the Seven Lights newly gestated in the First Epoch; we only truly gained self-awareness around the late First Epoch and the end of the Second Epoch."

"So the information we can obtain is not much, just some guesses."

"There really is some?" Chumen had never tried to find the Seven Lights to understand the affairs of the First Epoch before; it was only because they had been forced to stand out during this God War in the depths of the Spirit World that Chumen had noticed them.

"There is all kinds of information about the past, present, and future within the Spirit World; we are merely summarizing this information to make some guesses."

"Please speak." Chumen felt refreshed and listened intently.

"Yellow Light" pondered for a while, organized their thoughts, and then began to speak, "In the First Epoch after the 'Original' split, there existed some 'Oldest Ones' in the world; after all, sometimes 'Source Quality' can be directly equated to the 'Oldest One' themselves."

"The most powerful among them were 'God' and the 'Lord of the Mysteries'."

"And gradually, those two existences who could to some extent be equated to the 'Original' drove away or erased the consciousness of the remaining 'Source Quality'."

"Only after that did these two face each other in hostility, and a battle occurred, ending the First Epoch."

"In this process, 'Fantasy' was a very special one."

"Even in the information recorded in the Spirit World, there are too few traces of Him."

"He was like a natural phenomenon of the world—existing, but completely merged into the world, unable to cause any major impact on it."

"He was like the other side of this crazy world, dreamy and beautiful, without madness or Corruption, without aggregation or separation; all the flowery language created by humans could not describe even a ten-thousandth of Him."

"Cough, cough! That's enough, that's enough!" Chumen coughed lightly to relieve the awkwardness.

"No, we have not exaggerated in the slightest; Your Highness's existence seems to be revealing the other side of our world—beautiful and pure, dreamy and childlike."

"..." What could Chumen do about this? Naturally, he accepted it!

"Everything was too beautiful, to the point that..." The Seven Lights were all stealing glances at Chumen's expression.

"... it didn't seem to exist in Reality."

"Of course, it may also be that our cognition is limited and we cannot understand Your Highness's state at that time."

"Because we once discovered in the Spirit World that the great Master Above the Spirit World had once tried to find traces of Your Highness."

"Perhaps only such an existence could understand Your Highness's specific situation."

Hearing this speculation, Chumen narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind filled with thoughts.

He still had a "Wishing Lamp" in his pocket; the genie inside was the "Oldest One" in question, but He had gone silent after that Banquet of Betrayal and had not paid any attention to Chumen, who had tricked Him, until now.

The Seven Lights looked at each other for a moment, then continued, "And in the information recorded in the Spirit World, the information regarding Your Highness disappeared abruptly near the end of the First Epoch and suddenly reappeared in the Second Epoch."

The Seven Lights stopped speaking; this was all they knew.

The Second Epoch was the experience of Chumen waking up from the Deep Darkness City and being picked up by Amanises.

"It can be considered filling in a piece of the puzzle; congratulations, haha!" Chumen shook his head slightly and thanked the Seven Lights with a chuckle.

"Hmm... if the seven of you are willing, you can go to my 'Fantasy Land' at any time; it is more fun than this desolate Spirit World."

This was the reward Chumen offered.

"Many thanks, Your Highness!" The Seven Lights all wore joyful expressions and thanked him.

Chumen nodded slightly, Roaming away directly, and returned to the capital of Balam.

He appeared in the position where he had stood before, and Salinger was also sitting high on the throne, looking down at His subjects; these two, who had just been fighting, nodded slightly, and one could not tell there was any unpleasantness at all.

Countless ghosts and humans knelt, praying devoutly, their voices like a torrent, sweeping through the entire kingdom.

The impact of this God War on the Real World was very limited, to the extent that even Demigods had no definite perception of it; only Angels could barely perceive that something terrifying had happened in the depths of the Spirit World.

"Tsk, what a pity, why didn't they actually fight?" Amon sighed with regret, looking very disappointed.

As a King of Angels, Amon was naturally very clear about the God War that had occurred in the depths of the Spirit World.

He was also realizing for the first time just how far his teacher had reached!

Perhaps only after his father became the Creator could he suppress him...

"You being like this makes it very hard for me to do things!" Amon suddenly sighed.

"Hard to do? Hard to do me in?" Chumen turned his head.

"How could that be!" Amon hurriedly denied, "I am concerned about Teacher!"

"Hmph!" Chumen snorted coldly and waited quietly for the end of the Balam founding ceremony.