WTYTIAAN Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Ever since discovering the existence of the Eternal God Cult and starting the pursuit and suppression, Yan Yunqing had been thinking about the cult’s purpose.

He once considered that the Eternal God Cult might be profiting by depriving believers of their “Talents” and exchanging them for those who were dissatisfied with their own talents, or those wealthy and powerful individuals who wanted to improve their descendants’ talents.

However, in-depth investigations did not reveal many wealthy families who were connected to the Eternal God Cult, or even those who had had their “Talents” exchanged. The deepest connection they knew of with the Eternal God Cult was the Augreir Family of Bato Vita.

The investigation of the Romunike Empire had not made much progress.

Yan Yunqing never expected that the answer he had been seeking would suddenly appear before him today.

Perhaps the Eternal God Cult was not just collecting money in the name of the Eternal Lord, but that someone truly wanted to use the Eternal God Cult to resurrect the Eternal Lord… the Demon King.

This conjecture filled Yan Yunqing’s heart with indescribable emotions.

As the Demon King himself, he knew that he was not dead, and the self-sacrifices of those believers were useless… wait.

Yan Yunqing paused, suddenly realizing something.

Not necessarily useless, because he did come to this different world from Blue Star.

Could it be that the Eternal God Cult’s sacrifices really worked? But if his transmigration was due to the Eternal God Cult’s sacrifices, how could the appearance of the game and the players be explained? And what about his system…

However, using the game and the players to deny this conjecture, a new piece of evidence emerged, making it very difficult for Yan Yunqing to find a reason to deny it.

The prophecy related to the players, the “Heavenly Descendants,” was also suspected to have been spread by the Archangel Theodore.

Yan Yunqing couldn’t help but recall that dream. In the dream, Silvia and Theodore confronted each other, he didn’t hear the ending of their argument, but based on the result, he could guess that Theodore had compromised.

Yan Yunqing suddenly raised his head, “Silvia, do you still remember her?”

He realized that Silvia, as the leader in spreading the prophecy, seemed to have disappeared in this event.

Merlin thought that Yan Yunqing was still lost in this ‘truth’ and hadn’t recovered, so he was stunned when he suddenly heard Yan Yunqing’s question.

The name Silvia hadn’t been mentioned for thousands of years, and for a moment Merlin had to think before he realized who Yan Yunqing was asking about.

“Why did you bring her up? Silvia, she seems…” Merlin tried hard to recall, only to find that this former high priest had an extremely low presence in the later stages, and seemed to have disappeared after the Demon King went missing, with little news. “Let me think…”

Merlin searched his memory, but couldn’t find any final news about this high priest. “I don’t have much information about her in my memory, but I think she should have passed away. After all, she was of human origin, and you know that the tribe she belonged to didn’t have long lifespans.”

The average lifespan of Silvia’s tribe did not exceed sixty years. Whether it was because the [Prophecy] talent was too taxing on their health, or because their tribe practiced consanguineous marriage to preserve the [Prophecy] talent, in short, the people of their tribe did not live long.

When the Eternal Empire was established, Silvia was already nearly seventy years old. Logically, her lifespan should have ended long ago, but because of the contract she signed with the Demon King, Silvia received feedback from the Demon King’s power, which allowed her to live past the average age of her tribe, and even fixed her appearance at around twenty-five years old.

But after all, she was human. No matter how long she lived, she couldn’t live for thousands of years. After all, not everyone was as lucky as Merlin, to have a long-lived being willing to share their life in the form of a curse when they were on the verge of death.

“Why did you suddenly ask about her?” Merlin seemed to have guessed something, and frowned.

Yan Yunqing confirmed his guess, “The prophecy of the Heavenly Descendants was spread by Silvia.”

Merlin’s eyes widened slightly, “But the prophecy was spread more than three hundred years ago…”

Thinking of the contract that the Demon King and Silvia had made, Merlin restrained his expression. If Silvia was supplied with the Demon King’s power for a long time, it wouldn’t be strange for her to have a longer lifespan. “If the prophecy was calculated by Silvia, then it’s normal that I can’t see the ‘future’ of that prophecy any further.”

Prophecy magic was a very special magic, and even the greatest magician, Merlin, was not the most skilled in it. Silvia was different; her talent skill was related to prophecy. She could predict the fall of gods when she was young, so it was only normal that she could make prophecies that even Merlin couldn’t interpret in detail when she grew up.

After all, she specialized in prophecy.

“So the prophecy of the Heavenly Descendants was spread by Silvia?” Merlin’s expression was strange. “Did you offend Silvia before? No, if it was spread by Silvia, Theodore couldn’t not know… but Theodore didn’t stop the spread of the prophecy.”

The prophecy of the ‘Heavenly Descendants’ was: War and disaster will descend, and the world will be destroyed, only the Heavenly Descendants can save everything.

To some extent, this prophecy gave Romunike and Bato Vita a reason to resist, and it was also one of the fuses that led to the destruction of the Eternal Empire.

If it was really spread by Silvia, but Theodore didn’t stop the spread of this prophecy…

Then the truth of the Eternal Empire’s destruction back then would have to be reconsidered.

From Yan Yunqing’s point of view, Theodore surrendered in order to save the civilians who were being slaughtered by the two great empires; from Merlin’s point of view, it was because Theodore cared about the Demon King, and because the Demon King cared about his people, he was coerced into choosing to surrender.

Although the starting points of the two were different, one thing was certain: Theodore ultimately chose to surrender because he wanted to save those slaughtered civilians.

But if Theodore had a hand in the widespread dissemination of the prophecy that fueled the two great empires—

Then Theodore’s reason for surrendering might not be because of those slaughtered civilians.

This long-held assumption was overturned, and the previous speculation about Theodore’s connection to the Eternal God Cult was confirmed a bit more.

Yan Yunqing calculated back and forth several times based on the information Merlin gave, but couldn’t find a reason to clear Theodore of ‘guilt’.

Theodore was too much like the mastermind!

The problem was that Theodore did these things because of him!

In other words: in a sense, the behind-the-scenes boss was himself?!

After all, what the Eternal God Cult wanted to revive was the Eternal Lord, and the Eternal Lord happened to be him?

Slaying the dragon for ten years, only to find out that I am the dragon myself?

Yan Yunqing thought for a while, “I want to take a look at that blood pool you found.”

*

Merlin led Yan Yunqing towards the mountains. The mountains were rugged, the terrain was complex, and there was always the possibility of encountering monsters or beasts. Even the local villagers didn’t dare to walk around in the dark night.

But these difficulties couldn’t stop Merlin. His magic was used with great proficiency, and he carried Yan Yunqing, who had transformed back into a cat to travel more easily, towards the Eternal God Cult’s altar they had found.

It was still in the form of an underground altar, but this time the entrance was more complicated. Merlin led Yan Yunqing into a dark cave, walked through a complex magic circle, and finally found a spiraling downward passage.

They continued down the steep steps. After walking for a few minutes, when Yan Yunqing began to suspect that the people of the Eternal God Cult had hollowed out the entire mountain, they finally saw the end of the steps.

Runes of a magic circle lit up again beneath Merlin’s feet. He explained to Yan Yunqing, “Amos’s soul has merged with the magic circle here. This magic circle can’t be broken for the time being. We have to wait until I can find a way to separate Amos’s soul. Isabel wants to bring Amos home.”

Yan Yunqing was silent.

At this moment, his mood was even more complicated. If the Eternal God Cult was indeed related to him, then Amos’s death, and even the dragons that had been disappearing for the past century… were also inextricably linked to him.

No wonder Isabel’s expression was so bad at the time.

This was not only about a junior he had raised being brutally murdered, but also involved a connection between the dragon clan and the Demon King…

Yan Yunqing knew that Isabel didn’t want to admit that the Eternal God Cult was related to Theodore, or even to the Demon King. If she also agreed with this conjecture, she would probably question him as soon as they met about where he had been all these years, and how he had returned.

Because only by proving that his return was indeed due to the Eternal God Cult’s sacrifices could this conjecture be confirmed.

Unfortunately, Yan Yunqing couldn’t explain where he had been during those thousand years, or why he had returned.

He didn’t even know why he had transmigrated to this different world. Maybe it really was related to the Eternal God Cult…

Before, Yan Yunqing didn’t think Theodore would be the mastermind, but now Yan Yunqing hoped that Theodore wasn’t the mastermind.

This feeling of having a bunch of sins forced upon him even though he hadn’t done anything, and being forced to make a decision with his friend… was truly wretched and helpless.

Passing through the magic circle at the entrance, they entered not the blood pool Merlin had mentioned, but a long corridor. Merlin led him through, passing several cages along the way. Familiar chains of soul locking hung above the cages, covered in suspicious bloodstains. Yan Yunqing then realized that ever since entering this altar, they had been surrounded by a faint, elusive smell of blood.

And as they went deeper, this smell of blood gradually became stronger.

Yan Yunqing’s heart also sank little by little. This concentration of blood…

He couldn’t imagine how much blood the so-called blood pool contained… or how many lives had perished in this blood pool.

When he saw the blood pool Merlin had mentioned, Yan Yunqing was completely frozen in place by the scene.

It was made of black and red stone blocks, and it was unknown whether the red color that permeated them was due to the constant soaking of blood. It was covered with complex runes, and was about the size of a medium-sized swimming pool. It was surrounded by a circle of low stone pillars, with carvings resembling bats above the pillars. Blood-colored vines wound upwards, entwined among them.

In the center of the altar stood a circular stone platform just large enough for one person, with a sunken circular groove in the middle, inside which was placed a crystal ball of unknown material.

The so-called blood pool surrounded the stone platform. It was filled with scarlet liquid, and the rich smell of blood came from it. The surface of the blood pool was constantly churning, as if an invisible force was stirring, boiling, and burning within it.

An ominous red mist enveloped the blood pool, and this mist was constantly being absorbed by the crystal ball within it.

Looking up, the blood pool was hung with chains of soul locking. Like the chains of soul locking in the cages, they were covered in thick bloodstains. It seemed that more than one person had been hung here before.

Those creatures who had been used as ‘sacrifices’ were hung high above this blood pool with chains of soul locking piercing their shoulder blades in the same way as Nana. Their blood dripped down the iron chains into the blood pool, eventually leaving their souls together with their fear in this scarlet altar.

Yan Yunqing briefly fell into a state of speechlessness.

Even though there were no ‘sacrifices’ above the blood pool at this moment, this scene still impacted his thinking and reason.

His heart was contracting and beating violently, inching upwards as if it were about to jump out of his throat. His stomach was churning, and the urge to vomit was constantly rising. He retched twice, but nothing came out, only feeling the smell of blood constantly assailing him.