Arad's unruly savior

Without time to carefully consider what the necessary conditions and environment were, Ye Lin focused his attention on other aspects, such as whether to harmonize the energies of the nine Paths of the Ranks, which were in a state of turmoil.

The underlying laws of the primordial universe are in a state of disorder, with the nine paths of rank colliding, annihilating, and being reborn, which can even be described as chaotic. Ye Lin was actually quite surprised that it had not yet been fully detonated.

It's roughly like a string of program code. On the surface, the program runs normally and functions smoothly. But if someone were to analyze the code symbols behind it, they would be shocked at how this mountain of lumps of stuff even works.

This puts it in a delicate state where it feels like it should explode, but hasn't exploded yet.

Ye Lin wanted to take action to coordinate, but then frowned and started thinking. He felt a chill run down his spine. Recalling the past, he realized why Celia and Carlos didn't dare to interfere casually; there were extremely high risks involved.

Only those who are the creators are qualified to uncover the laws at the deepest level of the universe, and in doing so, they must also endure the bombardment of those laws.

"Once I start to reorganize and coordinate the laws, I will probably be completely tied down here and unable to engage in the battle of ranks. It will be like being trapped in a deep abyss, and I don't know how long it will take."

There's no turning back once the arrow is released. Faced with this extremely difficult situation, Ye Lin knew he had to be cautious. He absolutely could not act unless he was absolutely certain of success, otherwise it would cause even greater trouble.

In the end, Ye Lin frowned slightly and chose to temporarily leave.

The cascading waterfall of laws resembles the grandest galaxy in the universe, silent yet majestic, filled with invisible water vapor that transforms into an endless sea of ​​light. Even powerful gods appear insignificant before it, like a drop of water falling on a leaf.

As the power of Ye Lin's attack slowly dissipated, the Waterfall of Laws gradually disappeared from everyone's sight and could no longer be seen. The vast aura began to dissipate, but the void remained deep, with an indescribable sense of emptiness and loneliness.

If we compare the universe to the size of a pond, then all the matter and planets added together would only be a tiny, insignificant speck of dust in the corner of that pond, smaller than a speck of dust itself.

Ye Lin left and returned to the real world. Facing their concerned gazes, he explained what he had seen and heard.

"Isn't the Path of Rank in the hands of those few? How come it's here too?" Gu Yu asked, not knowing much about this and not understanding.

For example, the Path of Rules is outside the realm, and the Path of Illusion is firmly in the grasp of the Lord of the End. Even the illusory power required for Ye Lin's breakthrough could not be satisfied. In the end, he was forced to cut himself, and then, by taking advantage of the cause and effect that the other party had used the Path of Illusion and must have left a trace, he broke through two tribulations in one go.

This was something that not only Gu Yu found strange, but Xia Te and the others also wanted a detailed explanation. Their curiosity was like Mo Mei's cat rolling around, rubbing its furry head against their legs.

Ye Lin was about to keep her in suspense, but the rich woman didn't give him the chance. She rolled her eyes at him and said:
"The core of the Nine Paths of Rank now belongs to and is controlled. What is rampant here is their power. The power of each path is an indispensable part of the universe."

After listening attentively, Gu Yu immediately made a "I understand completely" expression and nodded, saying, "I see, I understand completely now."

"Really?" Ye Lin smiled, casting a slightly doubtful glance at him.

"Who do you think you are?" Gu Yu's eyes darkened. I have lived in the land of wisdom. Even an ordinary sparrow can become intelligent and extraordinary under the influence of the land's power.

The universe is made up of the forces of nine paths, which may appear in a certain order, but the corresponding forces will never be missing.

The fundamental laws of the original universe, namely the power of the nine paths of the primordial order, are now in disarray, jumping and chaotic, colliding, annihilating, and being born. It is unknown when it will explode, which is the third reason why the original universe is heading towards decline and decay.

Ye Lin was somewhat undecided and said, "If I were to deal with the chaotic underlying laws, I don't know how long it would take, and I wouldn't be able to keep up with the return of the Lord of the End. Then, it's hard to say when Azathoth's instincts would override his reason."

With Celia's help, the two of them can act together more efficiently, but it also means that both of them, who are at the origin of creation, will get caught up in it and lose track of time.

It's like reinforcing the foundation when repairing a house, but then the building above is destroyed in the earthquake – that's obviously a losing proposition.

Ye Lin shook his head slightly, temporarily clearing his mind of his chaotic thoughts, and said, "We should do our best to add another Creator."

The power of space has been lost, seemingly due to the intervention of a more ancient and great will, resulting in the loss of a crucial third of the path to existence.

The cycle of life, death, and wisdom continues, and remains complete.

After losing their power, the squinty-eyed people felt deeply worried and inadequate. The elemental goddess Pushia was already a top-level god, a powerful being who was on the path to the level of creator, even stronger than the king level. It was truly terrifying that her spatial power was stolen without anyone knowing.

Therefore, out of caution, the three goddesses moved into Huttonmar Manor together and shared a room.

There, a rank-level magic circle protects it, making it supreme and preventing any underhanded behavior. Even if the Lord of the End suddenly attacks, he cannot break through the barrier in one blow.

After deciding on their next move, Ye Lin and the others returned to Huttonmar Manor on the continent of Arad.

Just then, a graceful woman walked out of the manor gate. She was very beautiful and wore a snow-white dress embroidered with gold thread. She gave people a sense of holiness, nobility, and ethereal beauty, as if she did not belong to the mortal world.

Archangel Raphael, one of the seven archangels, is responsible for spreading God's light and is also the most gentle and kind.

A familiar, energetic voice came from behind the door, saying:

"The watermelons grown in greenhouses should be on the market by now. Buy a few more, here's the money."

Archangel Raphael nodded in agreement, holding a wallet in her hand containing banknotes and coins of various sizes.

The money was taken directly from the donation box in the Great Cathedral. After praying, some believers would donate money to express their feelings, which was also the main source of income for the clergy of the principality.

The man with squinty eyes remained calm about this, saying that the money was donated to God, which meant it was for him, so it was perfectly reasonable for him to take some for himself.

The situation is slightly different in the Dros Empire. The empire's clergy are established as the state religion, and in addition to donations from believers, the state provides special funding, making them extremely wealthy.

Then Xu Zu is different. They worship the four spirits of heaven, the divine dragon and the true dragon, and there is no cathedral for clergy that can be considered of a high rank.

As for the dark elf Vannes, he now only has Ushir's church.

"Raphael, are you going out?" Ye Lin asked with a smile.

"Ah...yes, that's right."

She exchanged a glance with Ye Lin and the others who had returned, then quickly moved away, smiled somewhat awkwardly, and pointed towards the city center, indicating that she was going to follow the divine decree and go out.

After learning that Ye Lin had advanced to the Creator Realm, it was inevitable that some people who were previously familiar with him and could joke with him would develop a sense of distance due to their social status. Ye Lin noticed this but did not try to correct them. He maintained the same attitude and tone as before, believing that time, especially through spending time together, would help to dilute the influence of their social status.

Xiaoyu encouraged him to steal Archangel Raphael's sacred undergarments, to show his true nature and tell them he hadn't changed.

"If I ask her directly, will she give it to me?" Ye Lin muttered silently.

Upon entering the manor, everyone immediately witnessed a bizarre scene: a man with squinty eyes, dressed in a pair of work jeans and a jacket, with his golden hair tied up and a hat to shield his head from the mud, was wielding a hoe on the ground.

It had rained a few days ago in Huttonmar, and the soil still carried a strong damp smell. When turned over with a hoe, it had a unique earthy smell. For farmers, this smell was ingrained and they were used to it. For some people who had never worked in the fields, the soil turned over after the rain seemed to have a faint fishy smell.

The squinty-eyed woman possesses the power of life; with just a thought from her, flowers can bloom in every corner of Huttonmar, and a seed can grow and be harvested visibly from the soil.

Now she's wielding a hoe in the vegetable garden, using no supernatural power, just her own strength, and her movements look quite practiced, without any awkwardness.

Of course, considering that squinty-eyed people are generally approachable and down-to-earth, it's not surprising that she would go to the fields with a hoe. The problem is that there are many people standing outside the vegetable garden.

The priests Obes and Grandis, who have an archangel contract, Luciel, the arsonist representing the divine flame and its ruthless punitive side, and Irena, tall and outstanding in her boots, are all watching their goddesses wield hoes outside the vegetable garden.

Then Archangel Raphael went out to buy things, while Raguel remained in heaven, guarding the gates.

The situation made them feel quite awkward. Usually, there are fewer people doing the work, and a group of leaders with many titles are standing by, pointing and saying this and that. Now it was the other way around.

Lucille was the most uncomfortable of them all. This was the first time she had ever seen her goddess face to face. In the past, she had only heard God's voice and seen His hazy yet radiant image in prayer, dreams, and revelations.

Ye Lin joked, "That hoe will become a sacred object in the future."

It wasn't that they didn't want to help, but they squinted their eyes and wouldn't allow it; of course, they didn't dare to speak up either.

Planting vegetables in the open space of the estate was initially a hobby of the Pinochet sisters. They worked together to turn over the soil, divide the area, plant the appropriate seeds according to the season, and continue planting after the harvest.

"There's not much land in total, what are you doing rummaging through my land?" That's what the squinty-eyed man said at the time.

Then their goddess simply turned the soil, without taking the opportunity to lecture them. She swung the hoe again and again, her feet treading on the wet mud, enjoying herself immensely, without even having time to chat.

Moreover, since Mimi Eyes has already bought all the vegetable seedlings, buying seedlings directly is much more convenient than cultivating seedlings from seeds, which has a lower survival rate and involves more waiting time.

Chili peppers, cucumbers, eggplants, tomatoes, loofahs... these are all common vegetable seedlings. When I bought them, I was in the mood to bargain, and before leaving, I asked the owner to give me a few more.

In another corner of the manor, the black cat Bastet stood on the roof licking her paws. The sunlight made her fur shine black, as if it had been oiled, and a human-like helplessness appeared in her pupils.

It's not that their goddess is also stirring up trouble; on the contrary, the elegant lady in the black dress is quietly and gracefully recuperating upstairs.

The reason is that Akko loves petting cats. With her soft little hands, she skillfully scratches the cat's chin first, then strokes it from the top of its head down its neck to its back, and finally all the way to the tip of its tail.
For ordinary cats with good temperaments, being touched like this should be very comfortable, but Bastet has human intelligence and temperament, and doesn't really see herself as a cat, so she is somewhat resistant to being petted like a cat.

The goddess of wisdom, Nimère, also had her own room, which was protected by a hidden barrier, so no one knew what she was doing, ensuring her privacy.

"Remy, I have something to tell you," Ye Lin said, standing by the vegetable garden.

There were many people around, so he didn't want to engage in verbal attacks or idle chatter with the squinty-eyed man.

Lucille, who had been silent to the side, quickly frowned, a hint of anger in her eyes. How could this guy be so disrespectful to the great god?

Even if you are on the same level as a god, as long as you belong to life and are within the concept of life, you should still use respectful language.

She has a fervent faith in God and will naturally do everything in her power to uphold God's glory.

Lucille was never confused. All one needed in life was faith in God. If God did not respond, it must be because one's faith was not strong enough.

"Speak." The squinty-eyed man simply replied with a single word, then gave him a look.

That means you should get down here and work with me. You're just standing there watching me. You've got some nerve. Believe me or not, I'll smash a hoe over your head.

Ye Lin coughed lightly, found a handy shovel, walked into the enclosure, and then said:
“I have identified the three reasons for the decline of the original universe, but Celia and I are still struggling to cope with them. We need a creator.”

He squinted and replied, "In other words, we haven't found a way to integrate the second path."

If Ye Lin has the right and effective method, they wouldn't mind witnessing another miracle and becoming the first holder of the dual-stat path.

“I heard His sighs from the past in outer space, saying that He had found the way, needed a certain environment, and a certainty, and then it ended there.”

Ye Lin then shared his thoughts: instead of obsessing over the second path of fusion, it would be better to focus on the present moment, adding combat power that would undoubtedly be effective, and increasing the chances of winning in the future.

The Path of Chaos can mimic the power of other paths of personality, enough to help one overcome the nine tribulations of creation.

With him and Celia protecting him, unless one's own aptitude is insufficient, advancing to the Creation Realm is a foregone conclusion.

"Be careful, you might die on the streets of the Demon Realm one day." Under the eaves, the demons, including Imiwu, who were having afternoon tea, snorted loudly.

Ye Lin's words just now triggered a key word for them.

If you're so capable, then don't lick a nail in the face.

The man with narrowed eyes stopped swinging the hoe, crossed his hands, and rested them for a moment with his palms pressing on the hoe handle. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The Creation Position cannot be divided equally. You should choose one between the lady in the black dress and your mother-in-law and see who is more suitable."

"Without you?" Ye Lin asked in surprise, narrowing her eyes and directly excluding herself.

(End of this chapter)