Chapter 472: The Gathering (4600+ words)

The same night.

Plymouth.

The suburbs.

Shaya Sotos's only descendant, William Xiaer, who once worked under Aaron, was hiding in an empty house, cursing the raven on his shoulder, "Bran."

"You dead bird... you should have looked more carefully before stealing! That was a Non-human Grade Magical Item of the Church of the God of Wisdom! You dared to steal that?"

He had reached the peak of 'Scholar' by now, his Spirituality overflowing, ready to advance at any moment into a Non-human Existence of the Fourth Primordial Substance—a 'Sage'!

However, what interferes with an Extraordinary's advancement, besides pollution and the accumulation of Spirituality, is the most critical issue of the main materials!

And while searching for the relevant main materials, his pet, or rather, his partner—the White Tower raven 'Bran'—had once again fully exercised its subjective initiative and stolen a 'Tower' pathway Non-human Grade Magical Item for him.

"Caw caw... who was it that kept muttering in Lord Bran's ears about wanting to advance? I have brought you resources; you should be grateful and offer thanks, that is politeness, understand? Politeness!"

He gazed at the empty, silent marble hall and suddenly beckoned.

"Ancestor?"

Aaron responded with a smile, watching the other figures emerge.

And on the green banyan chair to the side, Aaron's figure slowly emerged.

"Voluntarily?"

Perhaps... they really wouldn't be tracked down by the aggrieved party?

"I'll barely take your word for it, but the 'Invisible Cult' hasn't contacted me in a long time, and there's been no reply to my prayers to the ancestor... where am I supposed to find someone to help me shatter the item?"

William said with a bitter face.

As for whether Aaron would fear the awakening of the will of the 'Spirit of Falsehood'?

Not at all!

"You should know that the Sovereign Above is not the greatest existence in the Spirit World; above the Sovereign Above, there also remain great horrors..."

'This... isn't this the highest-level alert event in headquarters—a divine descent?'

Liliyat's expression turned pale instantly.

"Your Excellency!"

Percy from the Plymouth Investigation Bureau headquarters, and Nicholas, the Cardinal of the Holy Spirit Church, also from Plymouth.

Yefunai bowed as well, yet felt her Spirituality suffocate and tremble.

"Because my Lord is too great, His existence is too inconceivable for a mere mortal to bear... so my Lord first used me as a vessel to descend a portion of power, and then, together with a fragment of my will, descended a trace of a projection into the body of 'Rapier'!"

Liliyat looked around and asked her question: "Ancestor, may I ask... where has Mr. 'Rapier' gone?"

Liliyat's eyes were a little red.

'This 'Immortal' Excellency is even more terrifying; could it be that the time he disappeared was for the sake of—'advancement'?'

Liliyat was the first to see the figure on the green banyan chair and immediately bowed with great joy: "You have finally returned?"

Nicholas, true to his religious background, immediately said excitedly.

In fact, the 'Keeper of Secrets' and Motula had both been deceived.

Bran had a fiery temper and used its claws and beak to grab William's hair: "You can rest assured about my theft methods; those book-stupid fellows in the church won't find a clue... as long as you find a high-ranking existence in your organization to help you shatter this item and clear the pollution, you can become 'Non-human'."

There were also 'Fireworks' Yefunai, the noble girl Metana, and the sisters Lili and Jessita who were imprisoned by the Church of the God of Wisdom...

Facing the 'Green Forest Earl', she felt as if she were facing the ancient Spirit World; that vastness and majesty even made her want to kneel on the ground, not daring to lift her head to gaze upon that great form.

She tried hard to endure it, only then managing not to cry or let tears fall.

"He is doing a great thing."

Yefunai speculated in her heart: "But after becoming an 'Immortal', I fear he will no longer be able to remain in the Mortal World for long..."

As long as he could fool people, it was fine.

"Your Excellency!"

"Yes, that journey was quite interesting."

One figure after another emerged.

Just at this moment, his vision went black, and he fell headlong to the ground.

Percy, Nicholas, and the others followed suit and bowed.

Aaron waved his hand casually.

Percy felt a bit conflicted in his heart, but thinking that the 'Invisible Cult' was a secret society and a cult group to begin with, was it really surprising to summon the god they worshipped to descend?

No, not surprising at all!

"The god... is about to descend?"

The last to emerge was William Xiaer.

"So that's how it is... we look forward to the descent of our Lord; when the Holy Spirit descends, it will surely be the day the Mortal World is bathed in radiance!"

Inside the ancient Greek-style stone pillar palace.

As a member of a great family, she actually understood Aaron's choice to some extent.

Aaron's voice was unhurried, revealing a terrifying secret: "Mr. 'Rapier' voluntarily became the vessel for my Lord and me to descend!"

Yefunai thought for a moment and asked: "Your Excellency, forgive my lack of understanding, but why is Mr. 'Rapier' also your 'vessel'?"

"Please forgive my rudeness, Ancestor, but 'Rapier' is my friend... I want to know his whereabouts." Liliyat bit her lip, withstood the immense majesty, and continued to press.

Aaron let his voice carry a hint of fanaticism: "For my Lord, I can offer everything... this long journey was also prepared for the true descent of my Lord."

Aaron sighed and said so.

"It seems... it's not an ordinary descent, but the kind that can reside in the Mortal World for a long time?"

Because the three of them were all the same person; when they became strong enough one day, they would simply announce the awakening of the 'Spirit of Falsehood', which could deceive many Sovereigns Above and Sovereigns of Destiny.

William became a little quieter; this crow indeed had quite a few tricks when it came to thievery.

"No... I didn't know there were beings even stronger than the Sovereign Above." William muttered to himself in his heart, continuing to listen.

"Caw caw..." Bran was so frightened he flew up, and immediately, those bean-sized Scarlet eyes seemed to look directly into his soul: "Hmm... the soul has vanished, received a calling? Entered that special Dream?"

At the top of the pure white steps, that throne remained empty.

"My master, the 'Spirit of Falsehood', is an existence whose status far exceeds the Sovereign Above, but He is an Unobservable One... To descend and truly interfere with the Mortal World, there must be a medium, or rather... a vessel!"

In reality, he prepared to build a myth around this point within the Invisible Cult concerning the trinity of 'Holy Spirit, Holy Father, and Holy Son'.

Aaron answered thus.

Metana and the sister Lili were dumbfounded, not expecting that after long periods without gatherings, there would be such heavy news as soon as they met.

Aaron watched these scenes, a trace of a smile appearing on his face shrouded in mist, quietly waiting for the other members to digest this news.

(End of this chapter)