Chapter 471: Agreement (Seeking Monthly Votes)

The Sages resist madness through slumber; awakening will come at a great price!

The horror of this price is such that even when the Third History, where the Scarlet Creator teetered on the brink of resurrection, began to deviate, They did not fully awaken.

They merely stirred the Sages to action, more or less, ultimately leading Aaron to the Third History to end it all.

"And in Their eyes, the 'Spirit of Falsehood' is also a rather special Sage... the state might be even worse, but recently, it is gradually awakening within Its believer—that is, me!"

"This can make my enemies slightly fewer."

"It can also allow me to accumulate more strength during this spare time."

"Then, for the next three major tasks: the first, naturally, is to scout for specific intelligence on the 'Gate of Longevity'; the second is to fulfill the agreement and help Motula ascend to the Tenth Primordial Quality; the third is to attempt to rescue Lin Aoliwei, that is, the 'Mother of Nature'... hmm, if successful, our side will gain two Hidden Existences, greatly increasing our power, and incidentally, I can have Them scout for information regarding the 'Gate of Longevity' for me..."

If he wished to resist, Aaron could expel them with a single thought.

A somewhat familiar lake emerged, wisps of mist merging with water vapor to form a translucent human face.

"I... feel an even more ancient aura on you, as well as the majesty of the Spirit World... it even exerts pressure on me!"

It was wisps of... cobalt blue mist!

Liliyat stopped the fountain pen she was using to record her diary and gazed at the moonlight outside the window, murmuring to herself.

Aaron recalled that feathered serpent that had died and returned to life, seemingly carrying the schemes of some Sage, and a smile could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

For him now, let alone a reanimated feathered serpent of the Sixth Primordial Substance, even in its prime, a Mythical Creature of the Spirit World comparable to an 'Immortal' could be skinned and dismantled in the Mortal World...

Holding this thought, Aaron looked toward every point of faith...

As the vessel for the awakening of the 'Spirit of Falsehood', he could, in a sense, fully represent the 'Spirit of Falsehood'.

In the quiet night, she instead missed Aaron all the more.

"Very well, next you must trust me completely; after I give the signal, begin the ascension immediately!"

"Thank you for the reminder; I have already moved from my original location, the 'Keeper of Secrets' will not find me again." After a long while, He continued to speak.

Motula said words similar to those of the 'Keeper of Secrets': "That existence has already begun to awaken within your body!"

"Very well."

Aaron manifested parchment and a quill, quickly writing down the contents of the contract.

As a member of the 'Green Banyan Council', an organization of direct descendants of the Sotos Family, and even a future Speaker of the Parliament under the tutelage of the 'Living Dead' Tias, Liliyat, who had secretly returned to her hometown, had become increasingly capable after more than a year of tempering.

Motula fell into another silence.

—Motula!

Liliyat did not feel that there was anything that could trouble this 'Immortal' ancestor; as long as one did not step into the Spirit World, could there really be any Extraordinary in the Mortal World capable of rivaling the ancestor?

"It has been... a year, hasn't it."

'I feel I can relax a little; after all, in the Mortal World, apart from my lifespan, I am no different from an ordinary 'Immortal'.'

"Yes, my Lord is the Unobservable, but He will truly descend into this world with the help of my body!" Aaron replied with a face full of fanaticism.

Aaron's expression became solemn: "I have brought my Lord's latest will... He is willing to help you become a Hidden Existence, and even support you in ascending higher... and in return, you must act for my Lord unconditionally and with all your might after your ascension—five times!"

The bright eyes beneath the glasses carried an intellectual air.

In general, it was that the 'Spirit of Falsehood' would help Motula ascend to a Hidden Existence, and Motula must act with all his might five times as payment.

Aaron was not in a hurry and continued to add: "This 'all your might' here means that even if it risks falling, you must exhaust all your strength... this will be signed with a more rigorous and powerful contract to ensure implementation, the efficacy of which even a Sage cannot violate!"

"A long time has passed; I wonder how my 'Invisible Cult' is doing?"

Once the 'Law of Accident' is complete, it will have the power to harm a Sage!

Motula could fully feel the authenticity of Aaron's words.

The giant human face stared at Aaron, as if sensing the majesty belonging to the Spirit World on Aaron's body.

But at this moment, Aaron had a smile on his lips, letting these cobalt blue mists permeate his own dream...

That night.

It could be said that after ascending to the 'Crowned One' of the Sixth Primordial Substance, the image of the 'Green Forest Earl' that Aaron had previously cultivated could finally be considered worthy of the name.

The massive human face revealed an expression that seemed like a human bitter smile, and replied in a heavy voice: "I have no choice... I accept this condition!"

"Very well."

He even vaguely guessed that what the 'Green Forest Earl' was about to do had something to do with this one...

Motula could not help but fall into silence.

As for the 'Green Forest Earl'?

As early as the previous gathering, that Earl had indicated that he was about to go on an expedition, so it was reasonable for him not to respond to prayers or hold gatherings for a long time.

Aaron lay on the bed and took the initiative to enter his dream.

For more than a year, she had persisted in praying to the 'Spirit of Falsehood', and had already grown accustomed to the fact that there was no response.

"Yes, as a survivor of an ancient civilization, having experienced the great event of the Sun Fall, one can always pick up some heritage... although, it is only the cookie crumbs that those terrifying existences look down upon..." Motula laughed at himself.

Aaron nodded, his heart already having a plan.

While chanting the honorific name of the 'Spirit of Falsehood', Aaron signed his name.

After Motula left, he summoned the Dream Palace, a long-awaited act.

Motula let a wisp of cobalt blue mist fall onto the parchment, forming a brand.

"Aaron... where did you go?"

Green Forest City.

'And the Mortal World of this history is generally much weaker than the Third History... a mere feathered serpent, if it dared to be this jumpy in the Third History, would have had its ashes scattered long ago, right? Hmm... specifically referring to the era when the 'Son of Dawn' existed!'

Under the witness of Aaron's 'Law of Accident'...

In his own dream, he clearly felt the intrusion of a 'foreign object'.

The Contract, fulfilled!

Watching the parchment begin to burn, Aaron let out a long breath and looked at Motula: "Then... as we discussed before, have you prepared the materials and the Ascension Ritual?"

Although the Fool's Crown had been destroyed by his own hand, his current status and "Law" were already sufficient to support all of this.

"In the name of the 'Spirit of Falsehood'..."

Liliyat gazed at the unique gas Lamp, specially crafted to look like an Angel holding a watering can, and the bright Light beneath the colored lampshade, murmuring to herself.

The next moment, she felt a wave of intense exhaustion wash over her, and unable to help it, her vision went black as she collapsed onto the desk...

(End of this chapter)