The next second, the mottled fragments deposited deep within the mists of history flickered, and Cavendish, as a Miracle Invoker, fulfilled his wish.
High Priest Nim's expression relaxed slightly. The spiritual consumption maintaining the angel's projection had ceased. He immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Your Excellency, Divine Emissary!"
After erasing the traces in the mists of history, leaving only some misleading information to avoid possible tracking, Cavendish nodded with a smile, came to the High Priest's side, and together, with the help of the altar, opened the Door of Bestowal.
The mysterious door formed by candlelight opened, and the void darkness behind the door seemed to gain substance, like an invisible barrier, hindering some power exceeding the limit from entering the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
But with a Miracle Invoker's coordination from both inside and out, this already precarious barrier instantly disintegrated. An ancient-looking ring, like obsidian, flew out from the boundless Darkness and landed on the altar.
As a quiet and peaceful aura permeated the air, Cavendish and High Priest Nim, who were closest to the altar, had all the information about this Sealed Artifact, designated as Grade 0, appear in their minds.
"0-21 'Ring of Mysteries'...."
Watching the ring float before him, drawn by the aura, High Priest Nim reverently and respectfully took it, feeling a deep spiritual yearning, and slowly put it on his right hand.
Suddenly, a pure darkness, completely different from the dangerous Darkness of the Forsaken Land of the Gods, surged like a tide, emanating from High Priest Nim's body and enveloping the entire Moon City.
The residents of Moon City, whose appearances had all returned to normal with the help of the Miracle Invoker, looked up, either bewildered or surprised, to find that the sky, which had always been shrouded in Darkness and only occasionally illuminated by faint silver lightning, had disappeared.
In its place was a giant and sacred Crimson Moon. The thin mist, illuminated by the crimson moonlight, looked like a thin veil, vaguely revealing a collapsed ancient architectural complex.
Nim, who was in some sense a vessel for the power, found his spirituality uncontrollably consumed by 0-21, with the consumption even exceeding that of maintaining Cavendish's historical projection earlier.
Although a Horror Bishop's spirituality is considered relatively high among the Sequence 3 of many Pathways.
However, he is not like a Scholar of Yore, who has the unreasonable ability to borrow spirituality from his past self.
If the current state is maintained without combat, without external assistance, perhaps a quarter of an hour would be a relatively safe usage period.
As he was thinking this, Nim inadvertently looked up, and his body suddenly stiffened.
That sacred Crimson Moon, which seemed to have no other abnormalities in the eyes of the other residents of Moon City, seemed to flicker, as if some indescribable existence blinked and cast its gaze upon him.
Even though there was no malice in it, the absolute suppression from a higher life level still gave Nim a sense of powerlessness, like being a weakling on the edge of a cliff.
Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, and with it, the original heavy spiritual burden also disappeared.
Cavendish's expression was slightly moved. Just now, he almost lost contact with the marionettes remaining in other areas of the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
"Could this level of ability mean that the hidden world of the previous Pope of Evernight, who died in the War of Four Emperors, was preserved in this Sealed Artifact formed by the convergence of its characteristics?"
"So, a recognized 'Horror Bishop' of the Church of the Evernight Goddess, or even a slightly weaker 'Nighthawk,' can briefly awaken this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, which possesses living characteristics, and use Angel-level authority at the smallest cost? I just don't know how long Nim can last...."
With his complete mythical creature status and Angel-level divination, Cavendish had roughly grasped the essence of this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact's ability. He looked at High Priest Nim, who had reopened his eyes, his pupils and entire eyeballs replaced by deep black, and asked carefully, "How do you feel? How long can you maintain this state?"
Recovering from his dazed state, Nim remained silent for a moment with a strange expression, then finally responded, "I can't be sure, but it should be for a very long time. Hmm, if I only maintain this state...."
Looking at the Divine Emissary, who was slightly frowning, Nim smiled bitterly and continued to explain, "I think I already know what happened. This Grade 0 Sealed Artifact originally consumed my spirituality to maintain itself, but now there is another higher-level power that has replaced my spirituality."
It's the scattered residual divine power of the Evernight Goddess in the Forsaken Land of the Gods! Cavendish's brows relaxed in understanding, and he also understood why that great existence specifically wanted to borrow this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact from the Church of the Evernight Goddess.
Given the current situation of Moon City, or more precisely, the environment of the Forsaken Land of the Gods, this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact is like an engine with an inexhaustible supply of fuel.
The only thing that needs attention is that a large accumulation and continuous disappearance of the Evernight Goddess's residual divine power in the Forsaken Land of the Gods would very easily attract the attention of the True Creator.
Nim, who also understood this principle, decisively stopped the attempt and proactively integrated his spirituality into 0-21.
He had originally expected to put in some effort, but to Nim's surprise, this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, which possessed living characteristics, was so docile that it hardly deserved its designation. After his spirituality expressed the intention to stop, it proactively retracted the secret kingdom that enveloped Moon City.
The Darkness receded like a tide, leaving only a faint, tranquil aura. Nim carefully took off the ring and placed it in a pouch made of a demigod-level Monster's fur, which he carried with him.
He would carry this divine Gifts with him and protect it with his life!
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In the Nation of Disorder, Aaron leaned back in his chair, waving his hand to dispel the prayer scene under his True Vision.
He had witnessed the entire experiment in Moon City. In terms of effect alone, it had met his original expectations, and he also felt the gaze cast by the Evernight Goddess through that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact.
Although she had not accommodated the Uniqueness of the Death Pathway, the Evernight Goddess could already influence the Death Pathway to a limited extent. Coupled with her own hidden authority and that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, it was enough to exert a certain influence on the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
At least, when he attempts to advance, the safety of Moon City will be guaranteed.
Aaron pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to summon the chaotic crown, which was essentially the last copy of the Sequence 1 'Hand of Order' characteristic.
The moment Aaron's gaze met the crimson-gold eyeball embedded in its top, this terrifying Sealed Artifact, formed by the Night Emperor personally stripping away his own Sequence 1 characteristic, began to tremble violently.
It seemed to sense its impending fate. The already cracked crimson-gold eyeball instantly surged with golden threads, carrying a chilling majesty.