Chapter 168: Radiance

Every believer who entered the "Perfect Land" was personally selected by the "Craftsman" and perfectly met the criteria.

These believers all shared a common trait: they were all craftsmen, and they possessed an unparalleled passion for technology; to put it plainly, they were the most ancient "tech geeks."

And what the "Craftsman" bestowed upon them was—transcendent technology.

Because of this transcendent technology, they obtained tools incomprehensible to the outside world, easily crafting farm implements with transcendent abilities that could greatly improve production; transcendent vehicles truly capable of soaring into the sky and burrowing into the earth...

The "Craftsman" used the special abilities of the "Perfecter" pathway, consuming many Beyonder Characteristics and Spirituality, allowing these ordinary people to build the "perfect world" of their imagination.

And once there was a comparison, coupled with some proselytizing methods, the "Perfect Land" in the hearts of the "Craftsman's" believers was already nearing completion.

The key to the ritual was not perfection in the eyes of a True God—that was impossible to exist, one could only wait for the "Original Creator" to wake up.

Therefore, it could only be perfection in the eyes of the believers; although this was difficult, it could be built if enough time and resources were expended.

"'Craftsman' Your Grace, this is the 'True' Mirror that the Lord asked me to deliver."

Hermes arrived at the "Craftsman's" territory to present the gift from Chumen.

"'True Mirror'?" The "Craftsman" finally climbed out from a pile of metal stacked with countless discarded materials and took a mirror into his hands.

"This is an embodiment of the Lord's Authority," Hermes introduced.

A one-time-use "Authority of Reality."

This was the auxiliary material for godhood that Chumen had prepared for the "Craftsman," capable of playing the role of "refining the false into the true" at a critical moment.

"... Thank the Dream Crown for me!" The "Craftsman" said with a solemn expression.

"This is the Lord's will." Hermes's expression was gentle, looking exactly like another priest preaching the faith of the "Creator."

Hermes soon departed, and the "Craftsman" took the "True Mirror" and hung it above the "Perfect Land."

"Gather all the believers, hold a large-scale sacrificial activity, and pray to the 'Perfect Land'."

The arrival of the "True Mirror" made him make up his mind; he already knew what he had to do.

"Yes!" The Angel under the Craftsman understood something, bowed respectfully in response, and slowly retreated.

And not long after, bursts of prayer echoed throughout the "Perfect Land."

The "Craftsman" had not few believers developed in secret; now, gathering them all together was enough to support the "Anchor" for the birth of a True God.

"It has begun!" The "Craftsman" pointed a finger, and the "True Mirror" hanging in the sky of the "Perfect Land" seemed at this moment to become a bright moon, casting down water-like radiance.

"Great 'Craftsman God', you are the embodiment of essence, the Guardian of craftsmen, the radiance of technology..."

That "Perfect Land" was also praying at this time; at this moment, all the technologies that the craftsmen had envisioned and practiced for were transformed into reality!

All the craftsmen were shocked by this miracle and prayed even more devoutly.

And the true "Craftsman" felt his own sublimation at this moment.

"It is done..." His expression was somewhat dazed; he had completed ninety percent of the ritual, and the final key was now also filled in.

The Characteristic and Unique on his body had already begun to aggregate.

Hum!

A scroll of civilization suddenly unfolded behind the "Craftsman's" head.

History began from the ignorance of the First Epoch, to the hegemony of transcendent races in the Second Epoch, and then to the endless radiance of the Third Epoch.

Human civilization walked out from the cracks, gradually becoming the mainstream, and opening up a new era.

"I... am the radiance!" The "Craftsman" transformed into a stream of information, becoming a part of that civilization scroll.

In that history of the Fourth Epoch that had never been completely determined, a cluster of radiance representing civilization manifested at the end of the scroll.

That represented the present.

And after the radiance of civilization took shape, it began to move toward that future along a more hidden, ethereal connection!

This was the special aspect of the "Perfecter"; as long as one always maintained one's own advancement and promoted the development of civilization, one could occupy a certain possibility of the future.

This special state was enough to compare with the History Authority of the "Fool" pathway.

If the "Perfecter" were to die, they could be resurrected at some time node in the future, and even a True God could not stop it.

Of course, the future is uncertain; if the "Perfecter" cannot be "advanced" enough, they will also be abandoned by civilization and history.

At this moment, the "Craftsman" transformed into radiance, relying on the technology born in the Perfect Land that surpassed this era to occupy a certain possibility in the future, and his own state gradually stabilized.

"Succeeded..." After an unknown amount of time, the "Craftsman" broke free from the future and returned to Reality; his Mythical Form was already that cluster of civilization radiance.

Finally, the "Craftsman" re-condensed his human form, sensing his stable state, still feeling it was incredible.

"It is Dream..." He looked up at the "True Mirror" above the "Perfect Land."

The power of the "Authority of Reality" on it turned a large amount of technology surpassing this era into reality, making the completion of the "Craftsman's" ritual exceed imagination.

"I... am the radiance!"

The "Craftsman" composed himself, and the light of civilization burst forth from the civilization scroll behind him, reaching the Astral World, shining upon the world, announcing the birth of the "Perfecter" to the world.

"Another True God!"

There were already fourteen True Gods in this world who could truly walk upon the earth!

Such a number was too terrifying, enough to make anyone anxious and fearful; once a large-scale God War broke out, the entire world would be crippled.

Even in the eyes of the True Gods, such a number of True Gods was a bit too terrifying, reaching the absolute peak of history.

"The Dream Duke has not appeared for hundreds of years..."

"Evernight and the Dream Duke have broken off relations..."

"The number of True Gods has reached fourteen..."

Antigonus held the "Fool Mask" in his hand.

He was now a Sequence One Archangel, a Duke of the Solomon Empire, and even held a title under the "Supreme Dream."

But he still could not forget the look Amanises gave him when his Father God died—indifferent and ruthless, yet the most terrifying thing of all.

That had been his nightmare for over a thousand years.

After receiving the protection of Dream, she attained peace, but now that Evernight and Dream have broken ties, she and the Night Kingdom are no longer safe.

"The Trensost Empire has formed an alliance with the Blood Clan, the Blood Moon Queen has married the Night Emperor, and they have torn a large piece of territory from the Solomon Empire."

"And as early as the beginning of the founding of the nation, the Night Emperor had already announced the establishment of the Evernight Church as the state religion, and the influence of the Evernight Church is growing significantly."

Antigonus was already deeply mired in anxiety.

"The time has come when a decision must be made."

Antigonus looked at the "Fool Mask".

It was very quiet, and in the hands of Antigonus, it showed absolutely none of the Authority and power that a Unique should possess.