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The most important value is the ability to perform ultimate "Life Alchemy" using incomplete spirits and various materials, with the "Stone of Life" as the foundation.
This can create Beyonder bodies that can exist for a long time, and can also create different puppets for combat and various tasks, including Stone Golems, Earth Golems, Iron Golems, and even some unprecedented species.
However, all of these require the assistance of specific rituals and are considered secrets of the Church of the Earth Mother, but with the life imprint left by that person, Aaron felt that he could try his luck in the Feynapotter Kingdom later.
In addition, the "Stone of Life" can also repair damaged and incomplete souls and reduce the degree of losing control and going mad. While the "Stone of Life" will re-condense differently after the death of creatures created by "Life Alchemy", the consumption of the "Stone of Life" for repairing souls is permanent.
Aaron had originally planned to use this "Stone of Life" in conjunction with the lifespans of many demigods collected with the "Ghost Picture Frame" to awaken Faus Ellen, the Sequence 3 Frenzied Mage, who was sleeping in the Specter Empire.
But he then recalled what he had learned from Hermes and Varna earlier: Ward Will, the Sequence 3 War Bishop of the East Tucker Family, had formed a spiritual chimera with a War Bishop of the Einhorn Family during the Twenty Years' War."
Perhaps through a certain ritual, the self-cognition and spiritual imprint belonging to an ancestor of the Einhorn Family, contained within the Beyonder characteristic in Ward Will's soul, could be forcibly separated, and then the soul could be repaired with this Stone of Life, which originated from a Sequence 3.
Seeing Aaron lost in thought and no longer speaking, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Bayer Baile maneuvered the Morning Star to stop in the sea a dozen nautical miles from Bayam.
Taking out the Mask of Death given by Aaron, Bayer Baile changed his appearance. Dark green symbols appeared in his pupils, and his body swelled, transforming into a silver giant clad in Dawn Armor.
Using Spirit World travel, he arrived directly above the Morning Star. The pressure of a Demon Hunter spread freely, directly confronting the giant face formed by the dark clouds above Bayam.
To keep this irritable old man calm at all times, Cavendish Lancer Pinto inside the cabin also secretly locked onto the Waves Church.
Feeling the naked gaze, Sea King Jahn Kottman, who was sitting on a throne carved with storms and waves, had a gloomy expression that hinted at solemnity.
On that suddenly appearing ghost ship, besides that Demon Hunter, there was another demigod, and a Sequence 3 like him. Such an existence was second only to the Popes in the Orthodox Churches, and could even be the origin of some secret organizations.
Although Jahn Kottman disliked those secret organizations that only dared to hide in dark corners, he was unwilling to provoke them before the other party showed genuine hostility.
As the largest center of faith for the Church of the Lord of Storms in the Berserk Sea, Bayam, even with two demigods on the other side, Jahn Kottman, holding a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, was not afraid in the slightest.
But acting rashly would certainly cause heavy losses to Bayam and even the Rorsted Archipelago, and might even shake the faith in the Storm, which he could not accept under any circumstances. This was also the main reason he had endured until now.
With electric arcs flashing around him, Jahn Kottman snorted. Amidst the thunder, the giant face formed by the dark clouds looked at Bayer Baile and spoke in a deep voice:
"Who are you? Have you come to Bayam to provoke the authority of the Church of the Lord of Storms?"
Blinding white lightning flickered, as if a bolt could descend at any moment, shattering all blasphemers.
Ignoring the warning in the tone, Bayer Baile raised his right hand. All members of the Death Knell hanging on the Morning Star, including Agalito's corpse, simultaneously floated towards the Dock District of Bayam. His slightly hoarse voice briefly responded:
"Corpses... bounty..."
The giant face formed by the dark clouds remained silent for a long time. To make such a grand display just for tens of thousands of pounds in bounty, although that was not a small sum.
After the Punisher teams in the Dock District confirmed the identities of the corpses, box after box of pounds were transported. The Door of the Spirit World opened, and several pale arms reached out and swallowed all the pounds.
The Morning Star on the distant sea began to slowly retreat, with faint blue and silver-white light flickering, gradually disappearing from its original spot. The dark clouds above Bayam then dispersed, as if nothing had happened.
A member of a Punisher team standing in the Dock District suddenly opened his eyes, his face pale, and gasped for a few breaths. He whispered to his captain beside him:
"The sensation has been cut off..."
The middle-aged captain beside him nodded gravely, looking at the distant sea. A few black dots appeared on the horizon, and the Loen Sonia Fleet, which had rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, had already arrived.
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The border between the Hornacis Mountains and the central plateau of the Northern Continent is a hundred-mile stretch of black hills, where Negative power runs rampant.
Due to its location at the border of the Intis Republic and the Feynapotter Kingdom, and its proximity to Loen's Sivellaus County in the southeast, coupled with the existence of a strange curse in this area, it gradually became a no-man's-land.
Deep within the black hills stood an ancient castle with a style starkly different from the current era. Unlike the desolation and coldness outside, it was covered by various strange plants, full of vitality.
Inside the ancient castle was a hall adorned with numerous symbolic patterns and filled with sacrificial items. The main seat was empty, and a man and a woman sat on either side of the main table.
Just by sitting there, surging life force filled the entire hall, followed by a pressure originating from their life level.
Count Mistral sat below, waiting for the two Dukes to give orders. Around him were Sanguine from various Northern Continent countries, and not including himself, there were still 7 of them.
Besides Marquis Nibbs Odora, there was also a Marquis in charge of the Intis Republic, and the remaining 5 were Blood Counts, all representatives of Sanguine from various regions.
Except for the Duke who was severely injured in the War of the Four Emperors in the Fourth Epoch and has not yet recovered, all remaining Sanguine high-ranking officials were present.
Three Angels, two Sequence 3s, and six Sequence 4s—this was the accumulated foundation of the Sanguine after nearly two millennia of recuperation. The advantage of long-lived species was evident, almost equivalent to half an Orthodox Church.
With eyes weathered by time, Duke Olmer of the Full Moon, sitting on the right, scanned the Sanguine high-ranking officials below and chuckled with a mellow voice:
"I presume you all know why you have been summoned here. Tonight is the Ancestor's birthday, and this year's sacrifice may reveal some more specific revelations."
When this powerful being, who existed before the Great Catastrophe, was over three thousand years old, and had once followed Ancestor Lilith, spoke, even the female Duke Jorana opposite him nodded slightly in respect.
She was a direct descendant of the Blood Moon Queen Auernia, and it was by relying on the Sequence 2 Beyonder characteristic that was peeled off and left behind in advance that she advanced to Angel in the early Fifth Epoch, becoming one of the only three Sanguine Dukes, titled "New Moon"!
A clear and pleasant voice then resounded, echoing in the ears of every Sanguine, especially the Blood Counts, whose faces showed undisguised excitement:
"This sacrifice will still be presided over by Duke Olmer, and I believe you can guess why I am here. The previous scarlet moon was a sign, so this sacrifice is exceptionally important."
"I have already crushed the Sealed Artifact obtained last time, and the ownership of this Sequence 3 High Summoner Beyonder characteristic will also be determined after the sacrifice."
Marquis Nibbs Odora glanced at Count Mistral, who had an excited expression, and sighed inwardly.
Although that Sealed Artifact was brought back by them, for the entire clan, the consideration of overall interests was the most important.
Mistral was a relatively young Sanguine Earl, and among the remaining five Blood Counts, two were already nearing the limit of their lifespan, and even slumber could not extend their lives.
If they could not advance, they would only die. The scarlet moon that covered the entire sky earlier made every Sanguine feel excited, but also deeply afraid. The Sanguine high-ranking officials all had a feeling that a storm was brewing.
Led by the two Dukes, Full Moon and New Moon, a drop of blood seeped from the heart of every Sanguine high-ranking official present, converging and merging into the altar at the very top of the hall.
The altar was quickly stained red, revealing a pair of giant bat wings that obscured half of the scarlet moon. In Sanguine legends, this was one of the symbols of the ancient god Lilith.
Deep ancient hermes echoed in this life-filled hall. Ripples surged from every Sanguine who offered blood, continuously merging into the pair of giant bat wings appearing on the altar.
As the chanting reached its climax, in the secret chamber beneath the ancient castle where Sanguine Sealed Artifacts were stored, a ring, entirely translucent with a blood-colored gem the size of half a fingernail embedded at its top, as if made of pale red amber, broke through the seal, emitting a faint glow.
This was the ring personally crafted by the Sanguine Ancestor Lilith in ancient times.
Almost simultaneously, all Sanguine looked up at the altar at the highest point of the hall, where a phantom, hazy Door, inscribed with numerous mysterious symbols, appeared.
The two closest Sanguine Dukes' ears twitched, seemingly having gained some information. The phantom portal slowly opened, and the pure silver-white moonlight filled the entire hall. An indescribable emotion arose in the heart of every Sanguine.
A black horn, enveloped in silver moonlight, leaped out of the illusory portal and landed in Duke Olmer's hand. Without any warning, the array patterns disintegrated, and the illusory portal also disappeared.
Duchess Jorana of the New Moon turned her head with a somewhat strange expression, looking at Count Mistral, whose face still held lingering shock. In her hand, a gem appeared, seemingly condensed from rich blood, just like a miniature Crimson Moon....
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Loen, Osel, Ancestral Tower underground hall.
Aaron brought Cavendish Lancer Pinto to see Varna, activated the life holy emblem on his wrist, handed the Stone of Life condensed from the Blatherer to Varna, and explained his idea.
Staring silently at the life holy emblem for a long time, Varna finally withdrew his gaze, then looked at the Scholar of Yore, who was willingly following Aaron, and spoke with a somewhat complex tone:
"Your idea is good, but none of us are familiar with soul division, and it's hard to say what would happen if we forcibly separated it."
For some reason, the image of the Evernight Goddess tearing half of Azik's soul apart suddenly appeared in Aaron's mind. After hesitating for a moment, he still gave up on that dangerous idea.
Since the Stone of Life condensed from the life holy emblem had the effect of repairing souls, he could try his luck at the Church of the Earth Mother. If that didn't work, he could pray to that person for help.
Recalling his surging thoughts, Aaron came back to his senses, glanced at Varna and Cavendish Lancer Pinto, who were silently looking at each other, and noticing that they seemed to have something to say, he shrugged and left alone.
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Awwa County in July was already extremely hot. A passenger ship sailed along the Khoy River. Mobet stood on the deck, fiddling with the tarot cards in his hand, occasionally looking at the clear, turbulent river water below the ship.
He was now only one potion away from becoming a demigod. The two supplementary ingredients had been collected. Continuing to stay in Backlund would not allow him to gain enough contributions to exchange for the Parasite Beyonder characteristic.
Even with Amon's threat, a smile bloomed on his face. His destination this time was Tingen City. According to that hidden existence, his old man was currently hiding there.
As long as he completed the task conveyed by Mr. Blessed, he could obtain that Parasite Beyonder characteristic.
Thinking this, his gaze subconsciously looked towards the staircase of the passenger ship, and his brows furrowed slightly. A strange feeling arose in his heart, as if there was something very precious yet extremely dangerous there.
The source of the strange feeling was a middle-aged Gentleman with a full forehead, black hair, brown eyes, and nearly round glasses. Behind him followed a strange man completely covered in a black robe.
Two Beyonders? And one of them is a Beyonder from the Marauder Pathway?
Mobet's face immediately stiffened, and he cursed inwardly, feeling unlucky. He himself was already prone to attracting Amon, and now there was an additional Beyonder from the Marauder Pathway.
Shaking off that strange feeling from earlier, Mobet stared at the clear river water, considering whether to switch to a steam train.
The middle-aged Gentleman on the stairs paused, and the black-robed man behind him stopped as well, speaking in a hoarse voice:
"What's wrong, Lanevus?"
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Lanevus withdrew his gaze from the deck, slowly shook his head, and led the black-robed man into his room.
Ever since escaping from the Aurora Order's underground laboratory, Lanevus had gone into hiding for a long time, only recently becoming active again after discovering nothing unusual.
Having set up the Wall of Spirituality, Lanevus sat down, covering his heart with his right hand, his face looking unwell.
This was the location where the experiment had left a "seed" in his body. The strange feeling of being spied on just now also came from it. Lanevus always felt that there was something else inside his body, but fortunately, he already had a plan.
The black-robed man sitting opposite revealed a pale face, took out a pile of photos and several forged documents from inside his black robe, and handed them all to Lanevus.
The first page of the document was written in bold red letters:
"Lanevus Iron Company"
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