The entire world, enveloped in dark golden mist, trembled slightly, but Aaron, within his own domain, was almost equivalent to a complete King of Angels, possessing absolute suppression over the Black Emperor and Justiciar Pathways, stemming from his unique status and essence.
As Aaron pressed his hands down, the Chaos Crown's final resistance became meaningless, transforming into a peculiar light composed of countless tiny light clusters with a booming sound that vibrated the Spirit Body, emitting an invisible and terrifying cohesive force.
Controlling the almost instinctive urge from deep within his Spirit Body, Aaron resisted the idea of integrating the brilliant light cluster, woven from laws, into the nascent form of his Godhood, which was stirring restlessly. Without complete assurance, doing so would only increase his burden.
Similar to sealing the Trunsoest Brass Book, Aaron separately sealed this completely shattered and extremely pure Hand of Order characteristic, waiting only for the opportune moment of the ritual to prepare the potion.
Aaron took a deep breath, shifted his gaze, and raised his hand to illuminate the prayer star symbolizing Alvin Gallows.
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At the junction of the Hornacis Mountains and the Northern Continent's central plateau, deep within a hundred-mile stretch of black hills.
A vast surge of yin power transformed into a pair of illusory, misty, gigantic bat wings inscribed with numerous mysterious symbols, forming a gateway.
A colossal ship, entirely black, inscribed with obscure patterns, and more than ten times the size of a Loen ironclad, sailed out of the suddenly expanding gateway.
It was none other than the Specter Empire, which had been concealed within the Nation of the Moon!
As a soul-piercing chill wind blew, Alvin Gallows, whose body was entwined with wicked vines and thorns, clasped his right hand together, and the surrounding space was immediately replaced by a colorful abstract oil painting.
It was only upon fully entering the Spirit World that his body suddenly expanded, and the Gate of Rebirth emerged from his splitting torso.
Nearly a hundred Trunsoest Royal Guard undead of Mid Sequence and above emerged from the deep black vortex, skillfully moving to each anchor point of the Specter Empire, devoutly chanting the honorific name of the Lord of Order.
His scarlet eyes flickered slightly, Alvin Gallows looked up at the seven distinct colors of clear light, containing infinite knowledge, located above the Spirit World, no longer suppressing the thoughts in his heart.
As a high-ranking Spirit World creature, the safest and most convenient way for him to find the Seven Lights in the Spirit World was not through secret prayer rituals or by risking chanting their honored names.
Given Alvin Gallows's status, as long as he had the intention to visit and prepared to act upon it, corresponding information would inevitably be generated, allowing the Seven Lights, who in some sense controlled the Spirit World, to perceive it and make a prediction.
Even shorter than expected, one distinct light after another rose around Alvin Gallows, transforming into different elderly figures.
Leading them was a majestic elder in a long crimson robe. He nodded steadily and introduced himself kindly:
"I am the Red Light, Aiur Moria. We are already aware of your purpose."
"We will do our utmost to assist the existence behind you, and in return, we hope that existence can help the Great Ruler Above the Spirit World return as much as possible."
A thin, dark golden mist appeared before his eyes, and Alvin Gallows slowly spoke after a few seconds:
"This is our consensus; the great Lord of Order will not go back on his promise to you!"
The Seven Lights of the Spirit World, dressed in robes of various colors, exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously. The seven clear lights at the very top of the Spirit World then burst forth with dazzling brilliance, enveloping the Specter Empire and spreading to other areas of the Spirit World.
In Osel, the capital of East Tucker County, deep beneath the Ancestral Tower, in a hall covered with coppery rust, a strong aura of iron and blood, accompanied by a terrifying, almost tangible pressure, erupted.
Varna, with red hair and brown eyes, dressed in classical full body armor, suddenly stood up. He felt that the Spirit World of East Tucker County was being stirred by some high-level power.
Although the disturbance was significant, he did not feel any substantial danger warning. Varna first ruled out the idea of a Feysac coalition sneak attack on East Tucker County.
Just as he was pondering whether this was a test by some interested party, a familiar and majestic voice emerged in his ear, relaxing his expression.
After a few seconds of contemplation, a Tarot card appeared in Varna's hand. Roselle Gustav, wearing a crimson priestly robe, raised his scepter and pointed upwards, where the starlight condensed into a line of text:
"Sequence 0: Red Priest"!
The moment this Card of Blasphemy appeared, the iron-and-blood aura in the entire underground hall intensified further, and an even stronger sense of majesty emerged than before.
A peculiar crown covered in rust and bloodstains appeared on Varna's head. Divine runes protruded beneath his feet, and the law array patterns personally left by the Night Emperor, which had been thoroughly refined from the half-crippled Weather Warlock in Bansy Harbor, had quietly activated.
After briefly suppressing Tudor's remnant will, Varna, who could barely use some of the Conqueror's authority, immediately acted, resonating with the power in the Spirit World.
As the stronghold of the East Tucker Family, Osel had already broken free from the control of Augustus's Hand of Order during the Battle of the Violated Oath. Coupled with the chaotic concealment of the Spirit World, there was no need to worry about being traced back to the source in a short period.
Within the Nation of Disorder, boundless dark golden mist surged. Aaron had already left the magnificent palace standing at the world's center, observing the many fulcrums that supported the almost real nascent Godhood.
Moon City, Specter Empire, Osel, Lloyd City, Balam Empire, Rashad Island....
Excluding Moon City, which was isolated in the Forsaken Land of the Gods and could act without restraint, his faith in the real world could only develop secretly. The direct consequence was that his unique order was only implemented in a very limited area.
To meet the advancement requirements of the Hand of Order and integrate the nascent Godhood with the corresponding real-world areas, he could only resort to cunning methods.
That is, by using the angels who believed in the Lord of Order as fulcrums, their anchors as grip points, and the Spirit World interwoven with reality as a medium, to radiate and influence the corresponding entire area.
Suppressing his increasingly scattered thoughts, Aaron decisively manifested his complete mythical creature form, overlooking the entire world, and began to actively interfere with and influence reality.
The complete nascent Godhood was divided into several parts, centered around various fulcrums. Under Aaron's manipulation, it transformed into pure light and merged into the prayer stars symbolizing the various angels.
His will also split into several parts with the division of the Godhood, and the surging dark golden mist condensed into numerous three-dimensional, layered mysterious symbols.
They traversed higher levels, connected to underlying rules, and visually represented abstract concepts such as order, rules, power, and knowledge.