Chapter 317: The Book of the World (Part 2)
"Make supernatural power disappear from this world."
The Will of the World looked at William: "Demons, Heaven, Knights, Sorcerers... all these powers should be driven away."
"Go against the entire world..."
As soon as his voice fell, "Samael" extended his hand, and a silver metal sphere abruptly appeared above his palm.
This object rotated out of thin air, its surface adorned with many different reliefs. With a quick glance, William saw patterns like a crucifix, ram horns, and a long crusader sword.
"The main purpose of the Church coming to the Lost Space this time, aside from that Ten Commandments Stele, is the Book of the World."
"The Book of the World?" William looked it up and down, finding it hard to associate this sphere with a "book."
"Samael" tapped the sphere lightly with his finger. The surface of the object flickered a few times, actually transforming into the appearance of a black leather-bound book.
"The Book of the World is also a manifestation of the rules; it can reveal the flow of power in this world."
As soon as his voice fell, the book began to turn its pages automatically. Each page displayed a map with some highlighted dots on it.
"Recorded on this are the locations of all Source Power passages, which are also the means by which those existences exert influence on the human world."
William frowned slightly. He saw the locations of "New Orleans" and "Derry" on the book.
The former was the location discovered last time with the Witch Academy, and the latter was the town where Pennywise the Clown resided.
"Samael" spoke again: "As long as they are closed, those existences will no longer be able to intervene in the human world, and supernatural power will completely disappear."
William frowned: "Since that's the case, why don't you do it yourself?"
"The Book of the World and I govern different rules; we cannot influence each other," it answered.
"And humans cannot change the rules of the world they inhabit either. Therefore, only you, an outsider, can do it."
William finally understood the other party's meaning. If the world were compared to a body infected with bacteria, then he was the specific medicine capable of killing the source of the disease.
"You just said... the Church is also looking for this thing?" he asked again.
"Samael" nodded: "As long as the Source Power passages of other existences are closed, the Church can become the only faction in the world possessing supernatural power."
William immediately understood the implication.
Presumably, with the intervention of a certain existence, they could bypass the restriction of the Book of the World that "natives cannot use it."
"Then what exactly needs to be done?" William made a smashing gesture with his fist.
"Directly find these locations and blow them up? What if someone comes to stop me midway?"
These factions couldn't possibly be defenseless regarding something so fundamental. The Saint's Remains in the New Orleans passage last time was an example.
"To close these Source Power passages, anchors corresponding to their powers are required. For example, the Church's legendary holy relics, the true body sacrifices of demons, etc.," the Will of the World said.
"Once they are thrown into the Book of the World, the power of these passages will be locked by the rules. When that time comes, we can repair the gaps left by these passages, thereby driving away these supernatural powers."
William rubbed his chin: "That is to say, I have to go make trouble for the major factions and get my hands on their most important treasures?"
"Samael" nodded: "Correct."
The corner of William's mouth twitched. How was this any different from courting death... Moreover, he himself was affiliated with the Church!
He voiced this doubt: "If I refuse... will I die right now?"
"Samael" shook his head.
"Nowadays, the Church is constantly expanding its influence, the Demon God's legion is also gathering at the edge of the world, and demons, sorcerers... these factions have all begun to act."
"No matter what direction the world ultimately evolves toward, it will bring a massive disaster to humanity."
"You are the only person who can change this. I will not do anything to you. Until the world completely changes, I will always wait for you."
"Hey... if you were a bit more forceful, I could find an excuse to refuse," William thought inwardly, the corner of his mouth twitching.
But this matter came too suddenly; he couldn't possibly agree outright.
"I need some time to consider."
"I understand your concerns." The Will of the World came before William and handed over the black leather book.
"Aren't you afraid I'll give this thing to the Church?" William raised an eyebrow.
"If that is your choice, then I respect your decision," the Will of the World said.
"My existence is merely the corrective action of this world. I will not harbor resentment due to failure either."
William sighed: "Leaving the development of the world to humanity is truly not a good decision."
"Based on my observations of you, I believe you are different from others," the Will of the World said.
"Faced with the evil appearing in various places, you can always take the most rational actions. But other humans, due to desire, profit, or even momentary stupidity in their brains, end up being devoured by evil."
William shrugged: "Yes, everyone roasts horror movies like that."
"Horror... I don't quite understand what you mean."
"Ahem... it's nothing," William changed the subject.
"Let's put aside the matter of driving away supernatural powers for now. Right now, an angel has descended here. Maybe you can escape, but I have no way out."
"Samael" smiled slightly: "That is indeed the consciousness of a Fallen Angel, but the body comes from this world; it is not invincible."
Hearing this, William's eyes lit up: "You have a way?"
"Not me, you."
William's gaze revealed confusion: "Me again?"
"The Holy Chapter you possess can summon a true angel."
William took out three pieces of parchment. He had considered this method long ago, but he still hadn't found the "Salt of Purity" required to summon an angel.
Perhaps seeing through his confusion, "Samael" spoke again: "You already possess this sacrifice."
William raised an eyebrow, waiting for the other party to continue.
"At the bottom of the sewer well in Derry, you obtained some things," the Will of the World said.
William frowned, seemingly recalling something, and immediately took out some brown solid chunks from his bag.
Back then, he thought these things were somewhat special, so he specifically collected some, but he had never figured out their purpose all this time.
"They come from those dead children. The latter's corpses were exposed to the power of the Deadlights for a long time, and only through that could the salt in their bodies precipitate."
Hearing this, William frowned tightly: "Children, the salt of corpses... This truly is the Salt of Purity from Hell."
But this Holy Chapter came from the Church, which meant someone else in history had attempted it before. How were the sacrifices prepared back then?
Thinking deeply about the implications was terrifying.
"Even if the sacrifices are gathered, the descent of an angel will still be restricted by the rules of the world itself," the Will of the World said.
"Next, I will open up some permissions to allow this Holy Chapter to exert its true power. In human words, this is my sincerity."
William took a deep look at the other party.
Right now, it was unclear how the battle over there was going, so he didn't wait any longer and immediately began setting up the ritual according to the steps in the Holy Chapter.
He placed his hand on his chest, and a complete skeleton quickly stepped out from his back.
Followed by a hundred-year vintage holy artifact, an olive branch, and... the Salt of Purity.
William took a deep breath, then began chanting the scriptures on the Holy Chapter.
"In the name of the Holy Light, I pray for God's mercy..."
Accompanied by his voice, the surrounding ground suddenly began to tremble. Immediately after, the hundred-year vintage holy artifact abruptly lit up with a dazzling glow.
Pure Holy Power permeated the air, transforming into threads of spirit particles, connecting the remaining sacrifices together.
Boom!
Suddenly, a shooting-star-like pillar of light shot straight into the sky, breaking through the mist obstruction and flying deep into the night sky.
William raised his head, only to see a point of light moving rapidly in an extremely distant location, outlining a figure with six wings.
Before he could think further, a pure, ancient power abruptly descended.
Merely feeling the energy fluctuation gave William a sense of palpitation.
At the same time, in reality.
Philadelphia, St. Peter's Cathedral.
Archbishop Matthew was clutching a wine bottle, huddled in a corner.
"Burp~ I wonder how those two are doing." His eyes were blurry, and his neck was flushed red.
Suddenly, Matthew widened his eyes.
He scrambled up from the floor and stumbled out of the house, only to see the originally clear sky now radiating a layer of faint light. Many Holy Clergy Members had also run outside.
"What is that... a phenomenon caused by sunlight?"
"But I feel a pure power from it."
"Could some Holy Clergy Member be practicing a Holy Art?"
"..."
For a time, discussions buzzed.
But Matthew frowned tightly; he felt a terrifying power in that faint light.
"Some existence has appeared. What exactly happened..."
Holy Land, Mount Sinai.
The same brightness also appeared in the sky here, and a group of black-robed Holy Clergy Members were gathered at the mountain peak.
"Bring more holy artifacts, the magic array can't hold on much longer!"
"What exactly happened to the Holy Spear? Why is it reacting so intensely? Is someone attacking the Holy Land again?"
A powerful barrier enveloped the entire mountain peak, but its surface was riddled with cracks, looking as if it would collapse at any moment.
And inside the barrier, an ordinary-looking long spear pointed straight upwards, seemingly wanting to shoot into the sky.
Inside the Cardinal Conference Room, Cardinal Parolin also received news of the Holy Spear's anomaly.
After dismissing his subordinates, the several Cardinals had solemn faces.
"Someone actually set up a Holy Descent Ritual! How is this possible! Our preparations clearly haven't been completed yet." The plump Bishop said anxiously.
"No... it's not a Holy Descent. The power condensing in the sky is indeed strong, but the scale still falls short." Parolin shook his head.
"Could it be... the Holy Chapter recording the summoning of angels?" The tall Cardinal suddenly spoke.
The others' gazes instantly grew solemn.
"That holy relic has been lost for centuries. Did someone actually find it..."
"No matter what, we must figure out what happened. If it really is that holy relic, it must be in our hands!" Parolin frowned tightly and said.
"But where is the descent location? Currently, there's only news of strange lights appearing everywhere; there are no clues of any miracles."
"Could it be... the Land of the Holy War?" Someone proposed another hypothesis.
Parolin's gaze was solemn: "Very possible... What exactly happened."
Not long ago, most of the trapped personnel had already returned, and the several Cardinals also learned from the news these people brought that Jolan and the others were confronting the Wings of Vengeance.
But right now, even the Holy Light of an angel's descent had appeared. What kind of enemy were they facing?
Besides the Church, other factions around the world were also investigating the cause of the anomaly.
Compared to the former's confusion, these factions felt an added sense of urgency.
If the Church really made a certain existence descend, it also meant that the balanced order of the human world was broken, which would directly alter the current world layout.
Therefore, many factions were contacting the Church, attempting to find more clues.
For a time, undercurrents surged everywhere.
Besides the human side, the evil existences in various places were also affected.
At the moment the Holy Light appeared in the sky, haunted houses and cursed lands across North America became peaceful and tranquil.
The evil aura originally dissipating in the outer layers vanished entirely, and even that oppressive atmosphere was swept away completely.
On this day, many American people enjoyed a rare, relaxing day.
The Land of the Holy War, Peculiar Forest.
The entire space was illuminated by the Holy Light. The grass and trees on the ground radiated vitality, mixing an eye-catching touch of green into the original golden glow.
At this moment, Samael lay on the ground, his body's surface long since overgrown with vegetation, while William was not far away.
The latter kept his head down, trying his best to avoid looking upwards.
He saw a figure radiating golden light hovering in mid-air.
Its body was incomparably colossal, almost occupying half the sky.
Its face was obscured by the Holy Light, making it impossible to see its features clearly.
It held an ancient wooden staff with emerald green snake-like reliefs on it.
Merely by appearing there, It was the most dazzling existence in this space.
"Huff..." William panted heavily, doing his best to maintain clear consciousness.
"Uh... May the Lord bless You. To have the honor of witnessing Your descent is a blessing beyond my prayers..."
He tried to communicate with the other party, even using phrases from his past life to try and build rapport.
But he could only hear the sound of surging Holy Power around him; this existence did not respond.
William pondered inwardly: "Could it be that it wasn't an angel that was summoned? Or did it hear my complaints from earlier..."
Just as his thoughts were running wild, the existence in mid-air slowly raised its staff and pointed downwards.
Immediately after.
Hum—
A brilliant Holy Light descended from the sky, enveloping William within.
The latter only felt his whole body become light. The energy contained in this Holy Light was extremely pure; even a hundred-year vintage holy artifact was far inferior to it.
At the same time, a bridge formed of Holy Light manifested within William's body.
This bridge extended from the top of his head all the way into the high sky, only gradually disappearing after a full minute.
And at this moment, William understood that he had built a Holy Light Bridge to Heaven.
Now, powerful Holy Power surged within his body, completely different from before in both quality and purity.
"Your blessing fills me with trepidation, but right now there is another matter..."
Before he could finish his words, a pale green Holy Light bloomed in mid-air again, filling this space in the blink of an eye.
After the light dissipated, both the figure in the sky and William vanished.
The Land of the Holy War, Ancient Battlefield.
The sky was gloomy, mist blanketing the ground.
Jolan knelt on the ground, covered in blood, one of his arms already severed cleanly at the shoulder.
But he still tightly gripped a Holy Nail in his remaining hand, staring dead ahead.
Opposite him was a mass of dense black fog. Occasional red lightning flashed within, illuminating a massive silhouette.
Bzz—
A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the black fog, heading straight for Jolan.
Just as the latter was about to be hit, a giant gate suddenly blocked in front of him.
Bzz... Bzz...
The lightning danced on the surface of the gate a few times, then gradually disappeared.
"Hey! Human, this is already the seventh time I've saved you. Don't push your luck!"
The gate turned around, revealing human-like facial features on it.
"Cough, cough..." Jolan panted heavily. "Are... are they all safe."
"A total of ten, already sent to the area previously controlled by the Evil Spirit," Valac said.
"That's... good." Enduring the pain, Jolan fished a glass bottle from his body and threw it. "Your... reward."
Crunch! Valac crushed the glass bottle with its mouth: "The taste really isn't much. It's far worse than what that guy makes."
Then it looked at Jolan again.
"Hey, are you leaving or not? I promised that guy I'd keep you alive. While that thing hasn't completely broken free yet, now is your last chance to run for your life."
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