Transcendent Dawn

ꨡ[6Ba~oAs8: Chapter 0798: Netherworld (1400 extra, asking for monthly tickets) Chapter 798: Chapter 0798: Netherworld (1400 extra, asking for monthly tickets) “Using faith…

to forge the Magic Net?”

Su Lu walked through the Netherworld, yet he had a firm grasp of everything that was happening in the mortal realm: “How clever!”

Though mages possess high spiritual power, using spells from the Magic Net also results in depletion.

Compared to them, the quantity of civilians is colossal, hundreds to thousands, even tens of thousands fold!

—— Despite the Magic Net, becoming a mage is still more challenging than becoming a Superstring warrior, inhibiting most people’s aspirations.

Even the most ordinary civilians possess spiritual power, albeit very faint.

Faith is also a manifestation of spiritual power, which can be exploited by the Magic Net.

This is Ilya’s plan!

“To establish such faith, the Magic Net has nothing it can bestow on the civilians.

It can’t capture them with benefits, so it must resort to authority!”

“The Emperor and the nobles have already been coerced once, how could they possibly comply with mages again?

Even if they appear to comply, their implementation will inevitably lack commitment.”

“To expedite this process, Ilya audaciously seized power!”

monopolizing justification and pretexts, forcing the gentries to attack first, in order to control public opinion…”

“Even though she’s a woman, her decisiveness in killing does not fall short of a man’s…

the Empire is in danger this time.”

Su Lu concluded.

Though the Empire possesses two legendary warriors, and the support of numerous nobles and Super String warriors, they only have the capability to decapitate.

Given Ilya’s preparedness, this plan has already been rendered largely pointless.

Even if the Empire does not take action, and continues to tolerate, Ilya will not hesitate to tear all pretences away.

Chastain must have seen this, even if unwilling, he can only fight to the death.

Su Lu leisurely strolled, with no intention to interfere.

As the ‘Creator’, what do the conflicts among these creations mean to him?

Moreover, in terms of nurturing ‘Dominator’, allowing the prosperity of magic aligns more with his preference.

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“There’s another wave of slaughter approaching, the Netherworld must be perfected as soon as possible…”

Su Lu looked around.

The sky was grey, and the earth likewise, was shrouded in monotonous grey.

Souls sporadically meandered around, with baffled expressions, acting unconsciously.

“Gods cannot create spirits, but the Creator can!”

Except for a few True Spirits, every being in this world was Su Lu’s creation.

The souls in the Netherworld were no exception.

“After the death of a mortal spirit, the Spiritual Body automatically descends, falling into the Netherworld…”

The so-called Netherworld, it’s somewhat similar to the Spirit World, yet also somewhat different.

Because every world has the first three layers of the Spirit World, a setup by another creator, not Su Lu.

The Netherworld designed by him, is singular, a tranquil resting place for all souls.

No one on the surface, even legendary warriors or magic tutors, could enter it.

“One by one, the souls in the Netherworld slowly lose their memories, their consciousness, and eventually turn into nourishment…

it’s a bit of a waste, they need to be recycled for maximum utilization of resources…”

Su Lu contemplated the concept of reincarnation.

This is in essence, a flow!

“Getting everything flowing is the essence of the operation of life and the world!”

Su Lu seemed to have gained some insight, sensing some enlightenment.

He continued his journey, reaching an area.

The center of this area resided a mightily powerful Heroic Spirit.

He held thunder in his hand, exuded golden light, and was of enormous stature.

Compared to the surrounding spirits, he was a giant.

But the giant at this moment was sitting on the ground, his face full of confusion: “Is this the world after death?”@@novelbin@@

Jupiter felt very confounded.

Although he had become a Heroic Spirit, reclaiming his youth, but the world after death was exceedingly lonely.

Normal human souls, after descending into the Netherworld, quickly lose their memory, become muddled, and ultimately disappear.

Even occupational persons are no different.

Regardless of warriors or mages, they are at most a little slower to disperse compared to other Spiritual Bodies, but in the end, they still return to dust.

Only Jupiter, was different.

Not only because his rank was legendary, but also the faith of an empire turned him into a special ‘Heroic Spirit’.

Just looking at this large stature and you know, even with the Netherworld’s gradual depletion, he could exist for at least a few hundred years!

But this kind of life, was not what he wanted.

Being accompanied by loneliness, partnered with solitude, was enough to drive a person mad.

After attempts, explorations, and efforts, he gave up.

He just sat on the ground, as if he had become a stone.

All of a sudden.

Jupiter felt a chill down his spine.

It appeared that an indescribable, immeasurably tremendous, and terrifying existence, had joined his side.

He tried hard to turn his head to see clearly, only to find this was an extravagant hope.

The existence of the other party, had surpassed the limits of his imagination, and also surpassed the category that his eyes could capture.

But that enormous ‘presence’ was real, making him shudder.

It even made him understand that if he really ‘saw’ the other party, it would be the start of his annihilation!

‘Is this… how grand, how terrifying… is this… a god?’

In Jupiter’s heart, a voice was roaring.

Just then, severed notes entered his ears.

That was a string of language characters, recited in Vormont language, with an ancient rhyme, seemingly full of vitality.

—— ‘Propget’!

The next moment.

Jupiter saw an ocean appear before his eyes, this wasn’t an ocean on land, but more like amniotic fluid, an ancient ocean, the nurturer of life —— the Soup of Life!

_swash_!

In an instant, half of the Netherworld was submerged in seawater.

The wave swept over, then rapidly withdrew, forming a calm ocean.

Above it, a Grey Mist hovered.

“Propget, the source of life, proliferating Mother Goddess…

in the Netherworld, the life spirits reincarnate.

Naturally, they need to be cleansed by him, this place is the Sea of Life in the Spirit World, called ‘Nether Sea’!”

Su Lu added to the setup: “All souls will fall into the Nether Sea, losing all memories, retaining only the most fundamental Soul Imprint, participating in the cycle of life.”

“And this cycle, requires a guardian!”

His gaze fell on Jupiter.

By now, this Heroic Spirit was already astonished by the scene before his eyes.

He just heard that superior name, and at once saw the sea spread over.

Where the ocean passed, sparse spirit world plants grew.

With flowers and plants, with fruits and gourds, these are pleasures that even the Spiritual Bodies can partake in.

“Go, enter the ocean, step into your reincarnation!”

Jupiter suddenly understood something, picked up a wandering spirit outside the ocean, and sent him into the Nether Sea.

The originally destined to disperse Spiritual Body entered the ocean in a state of disorientation, the strands of spirituality carrying the Soul Imprint rapidly dispersed, leaving behind the pure imprinted reincarnation.

Watching this scene, a smile surfaced on Jupiter’s face.

All of a sudden.

He lifted his head, his face revealing shock and sadness.

A large group of Spiritual Bodies connected by his bloodline descended!