Arad's unruly savior

"Pseudo-personality, what is that?" Tana, who had just returned from Nimmel's room, was slightly curious because she had never heard Ye Lin mention it before.

During her mother-in-law Nimmel's stay at the estate, Tana visited her daily as a believer, as well as as a junior and a friend.

The goddess of wisdom, Nimer, once bestowed wisdom upon the dragons. Bakal received a portion of it, and other dragons also received wisdom, including the Blue Guardian, Tana.

Because of Tana's exceptional talent and wisdom, Nimmel greatly favored and trusted her, and even sent his will to speak with her.

Later, when Mile and the others arrived in the main dimension one after another, carrying the mission given to them by their mother, the first guidance they received was to find Tana, the Blue Guardian who had arrived earlier.

That's why Mile and the others naturally knew and trusted Tana.

In other words, Tana used to have a lot of prestige and could talk to the Time Lord on equal terms, which was, in a sense, a favor she showed to Nimère.

Ye Lin explained the concept of pseudo-position, which is a mysterious state of pseudo-creation formed by superimposing the power of the existing nine parallel dimensions and the Chaos Path. It is much stronger than the God Realm, but still not as strong as a true creation position.

He currently has nine pseudo-positional slots, which can be used to create nine individuals. The wicked woman Hilder has one slot, making a total of ten. And hers is most likely reserved for her own use.

"Are there any requirements, such as starting from the level of a transcendent?" Tana asked.

An ordinary person should be unable to become the creator of a parallel dimension, as their physical and spiritual strength are completely mismatched. Otherwise, they would appear to ascend to heaven on the spot, but would only explode in agony.

Ye Lin summarized three requirements for fusing pseudo-levels. First, the minimum requirement is the Transcendent Realm. If the Realm is lower, one cannot withstand the various powers gained when fusing with parallel dimensions and will instantly become a grave of greed.

However, considering that one can achieve the Transcendent Realm by following the divine path of Ye Lin, the first condition is essentially a freebie.

Then there's the issue of the merging entity having a strong causal relationship with the parallel dimension it's about to merge with. For example, Tana and the mirror dimension are better able to control the corresponding dimensional universe.

"Does that mean you've chosen me?" Tana hesitated for a few seconds, then her heart fluttered, and she nodded with a smile.

"And the third condition?" everyone urged him not to keep them in suspense.

The pseudo-personhood, above God and below the personhood, is quite tempting.

Ye Lin said, "The third condition is to have large breasts."

Everyone was immediately filled with questions. The first two were logically sound, but what was the necessary connection between the third and the merging of parallel dimensions?

"If there were only two conditions, it would make me seem unprofessional and unserious, so I came up with three," Ye Lin said seriously.

Aside from Mirror Dimension and Tana, the people that come to mind most likely to have a causal connection are undoubtedly the Mile sisters.

But Mile and the others haven't returned yet.

Ye Lin frowned and immediately said:

“I went to my mother-in-law and asked her to ‘give birth’ to my wives.”

The path of reincarnation has found its destination, and Mother-in-law Nimmel no longer needs to continue fusing the ten sisters to achieve the peak of perfection.

Tana cautioned, "Go later. They are pruning the end of the faith deviation event, and some believers have still been affected."

…………

Before the problem of faith deviation was resolved, several believers from the divine realm temporarily resided at the Grand Cathedral of Remedia, where they interacted with outstanding clergy.

Vilentia was very worried and expressed her concerns and deep doubts to Archbishop Magello. "Now, when we pray to God sincerely and call for light, we no longer receive spiritual feedback as often as before. We can no longer hear God's voice in our prayers."

It seems that God is no longer with us, which is a very serious problem.

Through some magical communication, she learned that her companions in the divine realm were also experiencing the same situation. The process of prayer and feedback had broken down into an unpredictable cycle of cause and effect, and an unknown problem had arisen, seemingly interrupted by a mysterious force. This caused great concern among all believers, and some unrest had already begun to occur within the community.

If this situation continues, some kind of disaster might occur.

But why were the high-ranking officials of the Great Cathedral calm and composed, continuing their daily prayers and work without any sign of worry, as if nothing had happened?

Especially Lucille, who had a mushroom-shaped haircut, often frowned and looked at them with a slightly cold and disdainful gaze.

"Why? We didn't do anything wrong, did we?" Arya muttered softly, a little afraid of Lucille's eyes and unable to meet them.

In response to the interruption of prayer and feedback, Velentia used magic to build a bridge, allowing high-ranking believers from the divine realm and the continent of Arad to discuss the matter.

“Fellow believers, God has always been with us, so do not doubt Him.” Archbishop Magello smiled, his face kind, and he seemed to be the kind of approachable, harmless old man.

“But the prayers are no longer being answered.” Velentia sighed, holding the holy book, feeling a chill run down her spine under Lucille’s gaze.

"Fellow believer, is there anything you want to say to us..." Arya also felt a chill run down her spine, making her feel uncomfortable being stared at.

Lucille scoffed and said indifferently, "You all act like children who haven't grown up, panicking the moment you can't find your mother."

“Ah, this…” Grandis and Obes exchanged a silent glance. When it came to targeting their own people, the Luciel sisters were as venomous as ever, showing no regard for anyone else.

As an inquisitor of heresy, she not only looked down on the ancient believers of the divine realm, but also on the paladins of the Grand Cathedral. Obes and Grandis were already used to it; she had always been like this.

Ophira frowned slightly, then retorted, "Prayer and feedback form a positive cycle. Now that this process has been interrupted, it's hard to say whether it will be a huge disaster, like the cloudless nights of the past."

"A cloudless night—that was a catastrophe recorded in the history of the gods..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lucille rudely interrupted her: "You know that too?"

The visitors from the divine realm, along with Obes and the others, as well as the believers from the divine realm who were listening to the magical message, were all startled by the sudden loud rebuke.

Lucille's mushroom haircut looked utterly devoid of femininity, and her yellow-green eyes were slightly hidden beneath her bangs. When their eyes met unintentionally, one could clearly sense a terrifying ferocity in them, as captivating as a bloodstained weapon.

The visitors from the divine realm were all shaken. It was already early summer, but under Lucille's rebuke, they felt a chill run down their spines. That terrifying gaze was the kind of horrifying aura that could only be cultivated by those who had killed, and it wasn't just one or two of them.

I've heard that this fellow believer is an Inquisitor of Heretics, a profession that doesn't exist in the divine realm. She uses divine flames to burn away evil, symbolizing God's punishment of sin. So how much blood has she stained her hands with, how many heretics has she killed? That look in her eyes is terrifying.

Lucille said coldly, “I know about the cloudless night; I’ve read the history of the gods.”

"Since you know how terrifying a cloudless night is, and think it's similar to the current cycle interruption, haven't you learned any lessons from it? All you do is shout about how terrible it is?!"

The visitors, initially startled, now wore thoughtful expressions, followed by expressions of shame.

After the cloudless night, the people of the gods were thrown into chaos. At this time, the legendary muse, May Splitia, began to sing, using her beautiful voice to inspire the people's dejected and gloomy spirits.

Later, the cloudless night was resolved by the hermit Mar, and the divine realm returned to normalcy. The Mist God also officially came into the view of the divine realm.

This is only the prelude to a "cloudless night," and they've already lost their composure, which is really inappropriate.

“As believers in God, and in high positions at that, shouldn’t you be inspiring others like that Muse? What kind of people are you, throwing yourselves into disarray?” Lucille rebuked.

After a brief commotion, a deep voice came from the other end of the magical communication: "But what if the cloudless night truly does occur..."

"Look at the present first, then talk about the future, you idiot." Lucille was already getting impatient.

Talking to these old-fashioned believers is less worthwhile than sitting at Corinne's house on the back street; her understanding is far superior to yours.

Velentia and the others had very strange expressions. The one who was being reprimanded by Lucille was a highly respected believer in the divine realm. The other party had a similar function to Lucille, both of whom had executed heretics and had blood on their hands.

“Fellow believer, what you said makes some sense, but it’s far too disrespectful.”

Lucille said coldly, "I have a point, so what? You want to ignore the facts and talk to me about it?"

On the other end, the rhythm of breathing suddenly became much heavier, and a dignified voice came: "Fellow believer, you are too self-righteous."

Velentia had a bad feeling. Creteus, who had executed heretics, pursued pure truth and was upright and incorruptible. Lucille's words sounded as if he were talking about Creteus's vanity and ignorance. This was a taboo she was about to break.

"Fellow believers..."

Lucille did not continue the conversation, turned around and left, clutching the flaming battle axe in her hand, before disappearing into the Remidia Cathedral.

“Sister, don’t bleed,” Obes called out from behind her.

"Fellow believer Grandis, that Luciel...?" Arya inquired curiously.

Grandis introduced her as follows: "She is the Flame of Radiance, a descendant of Ramuel Redmayne, Lucille Redmayne, who hates evil, has a pure and unwavering faith, and cannot tolerate any injustice. She is the Grand Inquisitor and Chief Judge of the Inquisition."

"Not to mention you, even that strongest adventurer, the savior in your divine prophecy, she picked up an axe and chopped her down."

"I'll give you a brief introduction to Redmaine. You may not know much about her lineage. How much do you know about the Dark Holy War?"

Several visitors shook their heads, sincerely admitting that they only had a superficial understanding.

…………

"Can you feel it? That warmth, like the sun, has returned, shining on our hearts and becoming the source of our strength."

The believer from the divine realm, Velentia, was elegantly dressed in a classic gown. With graceful manners and outstanding temperament, she stepped into the sunlight, tilting her beautiful face slightly upwards and revealing a genuine smile.

The problem of faith deviation has disappeared. God has recently revealed that from now on, prayers should include the recitation of His full name.

At the height of the faith deviation incident, even the relatively powerful Velentia was unable to sense God, as if the connection had been severed. This made her feel very uneasy, and she frequently went to the Grand Cathedral and the manor to inquire about the contractors of those archangels.

The feeling of being cut off is peculiar. The power of divine revelation still exists and can still be used, shining brightly. God has not taken back His gifts, but the feeling of being close to God is no longer there in the heart.

No matter how many hymns are chanted or prayers are recited, the holy power within the body will not increase, and no feedback will be received.

Normally, whether it's hymns, prayers, or, in rare cases, confessions, when performed with a sincere heart in a personal ritual, one will receive feedback, such as a slight increase in the holy power within the body, a feeling of peace and warmth in the spiritual light, and a partial restoration of mental state, etc.

Looking back now, with revelation returning, the anxieties of that time seem insignificant.

Arya held a large paper cup of strawberry ice cream, took a careful lick, and said:
"The specific reason is still unknown. He may have just temporarily shifted his attention elsewhere. I've heard from Aubes and the others that we are not the only world in this universe that believes in Him."

During this time, Vilentia was very worried. She would pray almost every half hour, her face full of worry and her brows furrowed.

Then, her conversation with Ophira was alright. Although it was strange that something might have happened between faith and feedback, the angel contractors calmly said that they just needed to wait, so they waited.

The believer Lucille was a bit too scary; she went to the divine realm alone and confronted the ancient believers.

Then, in terms of both the purity of their faith and their fighting prowess, they dealt with all the ancient believers in the divine realm.

The battle axe burns with an inextinguishable divine flame when it is swung, and when it strikes, it can split the abyss and burn the earth.

Some believers, instead, came to worship her lineage and yearned for the flame of God.

Now they have a problem: they're spending their money very quickly, even though the cathedral is providing them with lodging and food.

Huttonmar is, after all, the capital of the Principality of Belmar and one of its most prosperous cities, so prices are unlikely to be low.

Arya muttered, "Now I understand why those Dark Templars I met a few days ago were so focused on making money."

The essence of human beings is making money and spending money.

"If they really prayed to Ushir, the goddess of death and darkness, wanting to know the treasures buried by the dead in their previous lives, or whose ancestral tombs contained the most gold and silver treasures, would Ushir respond?"

Velentia and Ophira couldn't answer this peculiar question; perhaps they could ask the Dark Templars when the opportunity arose.

“I have another question. Why does Lady Angel Somi stay at that adventurer’s manor instead of the Grand Cathedral? Is there some kind of scandal going on there?” Ophira asked.

Considering the adventurer's scandals in the divine realm, it's hard not to think in that direction.

(End of this chapter)