Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 520: City of the Spirit World
"Decided."

"Once the ninth seal is lifted, I will be able to gain more memories and make a decision then."

As Carl's inner decision gradually became clear, he slowly took action, preparing to take back the thick black fog that had enveloped the entire Qiyao Country.

Before releasing spiritual power, the black fog had no lethality, but could only make people immersed in fantasies of fear and despair.

The amount of spiritual power required to exterminate all mortals in the entire country would be an astronomical figure. Although Carl could afford it now, he would exhaust all his strength afterwards.

A black cross of light gradually appeared in the void, surrounded by a faint black light, which contrasted with the surrounding black mist. The abyss of this dark light was extremely cold, and contained endless fear and despair.

As an indescribable power surged out of Carl's body, this power was not pure destruction, but a deeper and more complex existence.

It is like an invisible bond, connecting Carl and the black mist, guiding them to converge towards a common goal.

The originally raging black mist began to flow slowly, as if they were given life. Following some mysterious rules, they gradually gathered into black "rivers" and rushed towards the location where the black cross light was.

These dark "rivers" interweave and swirl in the air, forming magnificent yet strange pictures.

As the fog gathered, the black light around Carl became more and more dazzling. He seemed to have become a huge source of light, swallowing up the darkness around him one by one.

After coming into contact with the dark light, the black mist began to gradually dissipate, turning into black starlight and finally merging into Carl's body.

The whole process lasted for a long time until the last trace of black mist was completely recovered, and the entire Qiyao Empire was bathed in warm sunshine again.

The sky became unusually clear, the clouds were as soft as marshmallows, and the sunlight shone through the clouds onto the earth, bringing long-lost warmth and light.

At this moment, the people of the entire Qiyao Empire seemed to have experienced a long and deep dream, and finally woke up from chaos and depression.

On both sides of the streets in various cities, people walked out of their homes with expressions of surprise, shock and fear on their faces. They looked up at the sky that was becoming bright again, and talked about everything they had experienced during the fog.

"We just saw the end of the world!"

"Yes, yes, it is indeed the end of the world... Everything is destroyed, really, everything is destroyed!"

"We all saw it..."

The scenes in the dream seemed like horrific events from ancient mythology, which left people with a very deep impression of the end. It was really too terrifying.

Everything in that world was crumbling and disintegrating, and finally gradually turned into complete nothingness, and everyone was terrified.

Although people knew that the Dawn Cult was an evil cult that served evil gods, most people did not have a specific concept in their minds until the drastic changes today...

The people of the Seven Stars all realized that if the "End" served by the Dawn Cult was truly revived, what would the future world look like...

That is an extremely terrifying future where everything collapses and turns into nothingness!

As time went by, the news about the end gradually spread to every corner of the Oden continent, and the speed of spread was very fast...

In addition, people today were shocked to discover two huge things, that is, the two most powerful mortals in the world of Crad had passed away!
They are the God of War Emperor of the Seven Lights Empire and the Millennial Pope of the Redemption Church!

They all died from…the power of God.

They are the last remaining righteous god, the God of Recasting, and... the End that can destroy the world!

At the same time, Carl embarked on the journey to the distant and mysterious spiritual world, crossing the cracks of time and space, and heading towards the unknown and mysterious realm.

The scene of the spiritual world gradually unfolded before his eyes. The sky here was no longer a single blue, but was interwoven with countless colorful halos. They flowed slowly in the air, like the door to dreams in ancient mythology slowly opening, leading him into a brand new world beyond his imagination.

In the depths of this spiritual world, the towering soul tree is lush and leafy, each leaf sparkling with a soft light, and can carry countless souls.

The souls of those members of the Fischer family who have not yet reincarnated are all on it. In addition, the souls of most of the devout people in the Order of Dawn are also in the tree. The remaining small number of people will choose to reincarnate and continue to live in the mortal world, and will be attracted by Carl again and rejoin the Order of Dawn as if by fate.

Although they are living a new life, the reincarnated people will have stronger talents than in their previous lives, and most of them can go further on the road to becoming gods.

Carl looked at the thick and ancient tree, which was engraved with marks of souls. This place was not only a safe haven for the soul, but also a bridge connecting various worlds.

Gazing at the giant tree, he felt an inexplicable emotion well up in his heart.

"Whether it's the Fisher family or the souls of the Dawn Cult... I can't let them turn into nothingness."

All the souls in this tree trust themselves with all their hearts.

A hundred years passed in a flash. Now Carl was no longer sensitive to the life and death of ordinary people. He could even be said to not care at all. But he would never abandon them.

Then, a faint blue light suddenly filled the air, just like the sea surface at dawn, gentle and full of hope.

The blue light gradually enveloped the huge trunk, branches, and even every leaf began to transform under the light.

Under the illumination of the blue light, the tree trunks carrying many souls gradually turned into solid and exquisite buildings, and the branches and leaves turned into wide streets and well-arranged gardens.

Each building emits a faint blue light, which complements the surrounding soul light, forming a harmonious picture.

On both sides of the street, street lamps made of leaves emit soft light, illuminating the way forward for souls traveling at night.

In the garden, fairies transformed from flowers are dancing, adding endless vitality to the city. This is a new spiritual city.

"If the gods all have their kingdoms, then this spiritual city can be considered the prototype of my kingdom." Carl thought silently in his heart.

From then on, the souls of all devout people and the deceased members of the Fisher family would automatically come to this spiritual city, and their consciousness would be in an active state instead of being completely asleep in the tree.

In theory, they can also communicate with people in reality through dreams...

"Now, those people in Fischer will be able to dream about you."

Carl stared at the messengers of God who had regained their self-consciousness, namely the souls of Byrne and Irene, who were adapting to the new situation.

Souls with activated consciousness stroll freely in the garden, enjoying unprecedented tranquility and harmony. They have successfully found their own home here.

Carl looked down at everything from the height of the Spirit City, looking at this miracle created by his own hands, his heart was filled with satisfaction.

He knew that the birth of this city provided a new home for souls. In the vast world of the spiritual world, the city of the spiritual world was like a shining pearl, always illuminating the way forward for its believers and leading every lost soul of the Dawn Cult to find their own destination.

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In the vast land shrouded by the thick black fog of the great Lost Lord, the mood of the Fisher family members was completely different from the panic and anxiety of the surrounding world.

Not only were they not frightened by the sudden doomsday scene, but they worshipped and fanatically believed in the great Lord of the Lost even more. The members of the Dawn Cult also strengthened their faith in this chaos and turmoil.

In Syat, the Fisher family's manor, the lights are on.

Many members of the Fisher family gathered in the hall, everyone's face was filled with joy and excitement. They wore specially made black robes embroidered with the symbols of the Lost Lord. Those symbols were exactly the same as the marks on the back of the Fisher family's hands. At this moment, these symbols were shining under the dim light.

"Behold, the great Lord of the Lost has finally arrived!"

Archer of the Fisher family, the current high priest of the Order of Dawn, stood in the center of the hall, his hands raised high, his voice filled with irrepressible excitement.

"This is the moment we have been waiting for so long, a recognition of our loyalty and faith from the great Lost Lord! He has saved us!"

"And the pathetic mortal standing on the opposite side of us, even if he is the millennial pope of the Church of Redemption and possesses the power of the false god 'Lord of Redemption', still cannot escape the fate of being ended and destroyed by the great Lord of Loss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the members of the Fisher family around him echoed him, and some people from the Dawn Cult even had fanatical light flashing in their eyes, as if at this moment, all the waiting and sacrifice were rewarded!
Shouts like "Long live the great Lord of the Lost!" and "Thank you for coming!" came one after another, filling the entire magnificent hall.

In the eyes of the Fisher family, the black fog and doomsday scenes of the God of the End are not disasters, but the manifestation of miracles, a test and baptism of their faith.

They believe that only by going through this test can people get closer to the great Lost Lord and gain deeper wisdom and power.

"The Emperor of the Seven Stars has fallen, and the Pope of the Church of Redemption has also been judged by our Lord. No matter what, the world will undergo unprecedented changes next!"

"And in the coming era, we will dedicate everything we have, including our lives and souls, to the great Lord of the Lost!"

A young member of the Dawn Order stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with determination, as if he was ready to sacrifice himself for his faith at any time. The old butler was slightly moved because that man was his great-grandson.

He was not a pious person and even had many doubts about the Lord of Loss in private. However, after experiencing the dramatic changes in the past few days, he has completely changed.

The old butler thought that it was only natural. After all, whoever witnessed such a miracle would be deeply touched.

Aqir smiled and said to everyone: "Let us welcome the coming of the great Lord of the Lost together and become his loyal servants!"

Under the leadership of the Fisher family, more and more believers began to gather in the city of Nasir. They all wore black robes, holding the symbol of the great Lost Lord, wandering the streets of the city, spreading His teachings and beliefs.

The faces of the followers of the Dawn Order were filled with joy, as if they had found their own mission and destination.

After another sacrifice was over, in a corner of the magnificent hall, Motor Fischer was discussing recent events with his brother Auston Fischer.

"It's a pity that when the Seven Lights God of War died, we all fled in such a hurry that we didn't gain any benefits... A few Apocalypses also died on Luo En's side. The forbidden items they dropped must be very powerful. What a pity, it's really a pity."

Auston shook his head seriously and calmly analyzed, "Motor, you are indeed a person with a strong gambling nature. In fact, if you were a step late, Fisher might have been wiped out. We were lucky to escape. It was the great Lord of the Lost who saved us. The situation was really too dangerous."

Just then, Kano walked over, looked at the two juniors, smiled, and looked at things from a different perspective.

"If the Fisher family has been protected by the Lord of the Lost, then our survival is not a fluke, but an inevitable fate."

Motor nodded slightly, then asked: "Well, if that's the case, why did Byrne, Irene, and...Lucius, those ancestors, still die?"

The eldest prince, Austin, shook his head and said calmly, "Don't ask strange questions. You are a member of the Fisher family. Let me answer you, because that is their way of returning to God... That is a good ending, Motor."

Motol thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "If there is a soul that came to God and then came back to this world, is there such a possibility?"

After being stunned for a moment, Austin asked curiously, "What are you talking about? Isn't that something that everyone knows? There are quite a few reincarnated people in the Dawn Cult now, right?"

Kano stared at Motorol, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and then asked: "Motorol, have you dreamed of anything in these years?"

"You mean, me?"

Suddenly, Motor's temperament seemed to be much lazier. Instead, he looked at Kano with a smile and said, "Haha, this is a secret!"

(End of this chapter)