“No. Brother Yu, didn’t we already know how to seal the Dragon’s soul?” Garam asked, he looked puzzled. He then shifted his gaze towards me and continued, “I heard that using a spell from another deity could seal any soul permanently. Are you suggesting we need a different approach?”
Indeed, that was the method and tool I had prepared for sealing. Before heading to the Channel in Shanghai, I acquired a new divine spell. The moment I cast that spell, I’d held a sacred object in my hand capable of sealing Black Hermit.
“The word from God didn’t come through in clear language; it resonated with all my senses and spirituality,” Yusu responded. “Through those words, I sensed two possibilities. One was that following this advice could be a solution. Especially in our current situation, where we hesitate to act even with a suspicious dragon before us.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Maru, the one causing this troublesome situation against my will. Maru was no longer hidden inside my hoodie. They had climbed onto my right shoulder, as if assuming a position to watch over us.
“And the other possibility is…” Yusu trailed his words. He turned to me and said, “As a priest, interpreting the energy of the words I heard… God seemed highly interested in Master Yoon. Fortunately, it was an interest close to favor.”
It was an unsettling interest, causing me to frown involuntarily.
Yusu added, “Furthermore, it appeared as though God wanted us to act upon receiving divine guidance from Scripture without the Final Chapter, rather than proceeding as we originally intended.”
“That can only mean one thing. Is this spell alone incomplete?” I asked Yusu.
The Maek nodded and concurred, “There’s a strong likelihood that God thought so.”
“So regardless, it might be best to gather information from Purbagios?” I confirmed.
Yusu nodded in agreement. Then, he looked directly into my eyes and stated, “I believe it’s wise to follow God’s guidance. This ritual was highly unusual. God spoke for the longest duration I’ve ever experienced. Frankly, it was bewildering.”
There was a moment of silence.
Yusu hesitated briefly and continued, “And as a priest, I’ve never felt such a profound favor. Perhaps it was even more apparent and significant than the favor granted to priests who serve and sacrifice for God or to all the inhabitants of the land he has given.”
“Regardless,” Yusu concluded, a perplexed expression crossed his eyes, “in a situation like this, I believe it’s best to heed his guidance.”
I pondered for a while before making a decision. In any case, Maru would likely become agitated if I followed my own desires at this moment. It was worth confirming whether Yusu’s words held true.
***
After making my preparations, I made the decision to temporarily leave White Deer village. White Deer was a sanctuary belonging to Land of Blood and Oil. It was a place where using spells borrowed from other gods or summoning the altar could cost me my life.
Additionally, this was the first time I would request Purbagios’ spell. The process of contacting him might take longer than anticipated due to the uncertainty of what sacrifices would be required.
Considering all these factors, venturing outside seemed like the right course of action.
Guided by Yusu, I reached the village’s border. As he signaled to the sky, two colossal figures descended from above. I heard a booming voice from high above.
“Oh, Human Guru! Why are you venturing outside again? It’s good to see you regardless! You mentioned staying in White Deer village for a while. Are you heading out for a drink perhaps?”
“Where would you like us to take you? There’s no place we don’t know in the vicinity connecting to the Han River. We scout the area daily! Where do you intend to go? Banghwa Bridge? Aegibong Peak? Ganghwa Island? Oh, if you plan to venture further north from here, be cautious. Fire-breathing ships constantly patrol that area!”
Gradually descending to the ground were two colossal dogs, standing at a height of about four to five meters.
One was yellow, and the other was black. They were the gatekeepers of White Deer and served as the guardians of the village’s boundaries. Their primary duty was to monitor and observe the barrier and the surrounding area.
These gatekeepers, named Gyo and Yun, both fixed their gaze on me with eyes radiating mysterious energy.
Aside from their intense gazes, both of them seemed strangely enthusiastic. Upon landing, they both lowered their heads and began to sniff around me.
“Oh! I sense something peculiar again, Human Guru!” One of the two dogs shouted excitedly. It was likely the scent of the pink maggots I had taken out earlier. I had placed them in a subspace bag when entering White Deer, so they hadn’t noticed it until now, I assumed.
“Besides that scent of Wriggly’s, there’s another unfamiliar one, isn’t there? It’s not from this world! Oh, Wriggly, how do you do?”
As the black dog, Yun, poked its nose and continued to sniff and interact with Maru, Maru responded by tapping the tip of Yun’s nose with one of its tentacles, as if to express annoyance. It was reminiscent of someone flicking another person’s nose with a finger, as if Maru were telling the dog to back off.
But as Yun persisted in engaging with Maru, Maru ultimately retreated into my hoodie and concealed themselves.
The tentacles blew the air and spoke in a somewhat affronted tone. “They are… not cute.”
What criteria was this creature using to determine what was cute and what wasn’t?
“Your kind doesn’t seem to have a fondness for dog-like creatures, do you? Do you prefer dragons?” I asked Maru.
“The two are not good… the souls,” Maru replied, still hiding inside my hoodie.
“Hmm?”
It occurred to me that both Gyo and Yun were residents of White Deer who had crossed the wall. They had undergone the primary evolution of the soul, unlike those we had faced until now, who were dragons that had not yet crossed the boundary.
Without giving it much thought, the two gatekeepers from White Deer kept up their conversation with me.
“So, where are we taking you?” they inquired.
I pondered a moment to think. The house I’d called home until now had been exposed to government scrutiny, but it was possible to enter it undetected with stealth magic and barriers.
There was no way the government could have pulled a trick. If they had tried to force their way in, my trap would have alerted me.
“Please, take me back to my old house,” I requested.
The gatekeepers nodded enthusiastically, then they gently carried Yusu and me on their necks.
And so, Gyo and Yun soared above the village’s sky. The sky’s boundary soon led to a black tunnel, with the gatekeepers continuing their ascent. It felt like we were going much deeper than the actual depth of the Han River.
However, White Deer itself was enclosed within a barrier, completely isolated from the outside world. The vast area distorted reality itself.
As we sped through the dark cave, one of the gatekeepers asked me, “Are your family members whom you brought along adjusting well?”
There was no way they could be adjusting; they were still in denial. I shook my head silently, not offering an answer.
“But as they spend more time here, they’ll come to love this place. White Deer is a fantastic community!” another dog chimed in.
“Yes, it’s amazing! Everything here is stable! White Deer offers the best living conditions for humans, including temperature, humidity, and weather!”
“By the way, what did Elder Mago say when you mentioned bringing your family? Did you get into trouble? She’s quite intimidating, you know! You should be cautious!”
“Great Priest, did Elder Mago get angry?”
“Weren’t you scolded?”
The two gatekeepers started the conversation among themselves, talking one after another.
Yusu smiled wryly and reassured them, “No, she wouldn’t treat guests that way.”
“Right! That can’t be!” the gatekeeper agreed.
“But you should still be careful! It’s quite painful if Elder Mago gets upset and hits you,” Another one warned.
I scratched my chin and asked, “Why on earth do you assume I’ll be scolded?”
Gyo responded as if it were obvious, “You brought someone to the village! Even if it’s you, Human Guru, you’ve brought someone who knows nothing!”
“Elder Mago dislikes us bringing people in!” Yun added.
“Because it’s bothersome to erase their memories!”
Oh, didn’t these two mention they’d bring people to White Deer if they found individuals attempting suicide in the Han River while patrolling it?
Yusu chimed in, “Actually, she says it’s bothersome, but I’m certain it’s because it’s a burden for her to wake up every now and then.”
I turned my gaze towards Yusu and awaited an explanation.
“The gatekeepers were quite warmhearted,” Yusu began, “back when White Deer resided in Mount Halla. They once saved a man lost in the mountains, on the brink of death, and brought him to the village.”
“Yes! We certainly did!” the gatekeepers chimed in.
“That’s because we couldn’t employ any healing techniques! So, we brought him back to the village!” one of them clarified.
“Once those humans regained consciousness,” Yusu continued, “they were understandably terrified when they found themselves in the village, and that, in turn, frightened us.”
“It’s akin to rescuing people who’ve fallen into the Han River nowadays, isn’t it?” I inquired.
“Exactly. If we were to draw a comparison, it’s actually a bit more manageable these days.”
“Why?”
“Well, because the Dragon is not here, right?”
Indeed, I recalled that part. Among the stipulations of the Great Agreement with the Dragon, there were clauses prohibiting revealing themselves to humans.
“That was during the time when the Great Agreement was still in effect,” Yusu clarified.
“You must have faced penalties for breaking it,” I surmised.
“Penalty? Oh, do you mean the prohibition on contracts?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s it. Exposing our identity to humans not only burdens those directly involved but also every White Deer resident by association. One or two humans wouldn’t make much of a difference, but if their numbers kept increasing, it could pose a threat.”
I had a general understanding of the kind of contract they had with the Dragon. The Truth-Seeker must be wary of the knowledge of their existence spreading among humans. I quietly nodded.
“So, Elder Mago had to erase the memories of those humans,” Yusu added, “after all, we couldn’t resort to killing them ourselves. Each time she had to perform the memory erasure, she’d give the gatekeepers a hard time, questioning how long they’d keep causing her trouble.”
“It really hurts when you get hit! It’s excruciating! Human Guru! Have you ever been struck by the force of fifty pine trees?”
“Or had a cliff as tall as me fall on you?”
“No,” I responded to the two gatekeepers’ complaints. Maybe I’ll die before I know it hurts.
Yusu let out a smirk while listening to our conversation.
“But you continued saving them?” I asked them.
“Because the gatekeepers knew that even if we were discovered, it wouldn’t be an issue if we erased the humans’ memories,” Yusu explained. “Once their memories were wiped, the effects of the prohibition reverted to their original state. So, they persisted in bringing dying humans to the village, saving them with the assistance of other residents. From the perspective of the Elder tasked with memory erasure, it was an inconvenience because she had to awaken each time.”
“Aaah…” I nodded in contemplation, muttering under my breath.
They went to great lengths to avoid killing humans themselves, even if it meant enduring occasional inconveniences. That stance appeared to remain unchanged. I began to grasp White Deer’s perspective on humans.
I silently pondered the implications. What would transpire if they learned the full truth?
What if they discovered that prolonged vacancy in the role of the Truth-Seeker would eventually lead to the extinction of humans on Earth?
While I was lost in thought, the surroundings gradually brightened. We were approaching the surface of the Han River.
“We’re almost there, Human Guru!” Gyo and Yun called out to me, their voices cheerful and lively. They advised, “Once you’re heading back to the village, just send a signal from Mapo Bridge! You learned that from Yusu, didn’t you?”
Yusu mentioned, “I’ll bid farewell here, along with them.”
The two gatekeepers added, “Now we’re accustomed to your presence, Human Guru. If you ever need us, we’ll sense it immediately. We’ll come to retrieve you soon!”
I responded with a half-hearted, “Thank you.”
“Why thank us! There’s no need for that. Human Guru, you’re our friend now!”
“Because we’re friends!” they replied with smiles.
I didn’t offer any verbal response.
***
After a while, I slipped into the house where I once lived, maintaining my stealth magic.
Inside the room, I carefully channeled mana and manipulated a door that responded solely to my touch. It revealed an empty room, devoid of any furnishings.
This space had once served as a place for altar summoning and receiving divine spells, meticulously upholding the stability of magic.
“Phew.” I exhaled a small sigh, attempting to ease my nerves. It marked my first encounter with a new god without Parvache’s guidance.
I lowered myself onto the pristine floor, focusing my thoughts. Reciting the prayer words I had learned from Parvache before. I demonstrated my eligibility to request a spell by drawing in mana and skillfully guiding it according to a precise pattern.
As time elapsed, I felt my consciousness establishing a connection with another realm.
A sudden flash of light pierced through my mind, followed by a monochromatic wave – shades of gray, black, and white cascading over me.
As I sustained this state, I gradually became aware that something was amiss all around me.
“Ah!” I exclaimed. Recognition washed over me, and I realized the environment had shifted from the empty room where I had initially arrived.
Initial encounters with gods tended to differ in their appearances. It wasn’t a matter of my soul or body physically relocating to another dimension; it was more of a mental connection. Nevertheless, the visual landscape before me was as vibrant and tangible as reality.
“The one who summons God, who might you be?” A voice reverberated within my mind. I raised my head, directing my attention towards the colossal entity standing before me.
Its form remained elusive within the misty veil.
Hundreds of yellow spheres, resembling frog eggs, were arranged within a sticky gray mucus. They weren’t haphazardly clustered but symmetrically aligned on either side, forming a radial pattern that tapered at the base and expanded outward.
It bore a semblance to wings, with two expansive appendages composed of yellow orbs and mucus.
Ultimately, the fundamental form of all apostles didn’t differ significantly.
I addressed the apostle of Purbagios before me, “I seek to acquire the spell of Scripture without the Final Chapter.”
“No. Brother Yu, didn’t we already know how to seal the Dragon’s soul?” Garam asked, he looked puzzled. He then shifted his gaze towards me and continued, “I heard that using a spell from another deity could seal any soul permanently. Are you suggesting we need a different approach?”
Indeed, that was the method and tool I had prepared for sealing. Before heading to the Channel in Shanghai, I acquired a new divine spell. The moment I cast that spell, I’d held a sacred object in my hand capable of sealing Black Hermit.
“The word from God didn’t come through in clear language; it resonated with all my senses and spirituality,” Yusu responded. “Through those words, I sensed two possibilities. One was that following this advice could be a solution. Especially in our current situation, where we hesitate to act even with a suspicious dragon before us.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Maru, the one causing this troublesome situation against my will. Maru was no longer hidden inside my hoodie. They had climbed onto my right shoulder, as if assuming a position to watch over us.
“And the other possibility is…” Yusu trailed his words. He turned to me and said, “As a priest, interpreting the energy of the words I heard… God seemed highly interested in Master Yoon. Fortunately, it was an interest close to favor.”
It was an unsettling interest, causing me to frown involuntarily.
Yusu added, “Furthermore, it appeared as though God wanted us to act upon receiving divine guidance from Scripture without the Final Chapter, rather than proceeding as we originally intended.”
“That can only mean one thing. Is this spell alone incomplete?” I asked Yusu.
The Maek nodded and concurred, “There’s a strong likelihood that God thought so.”
“So regardless, it might be best to gather information from Purbagios?” I confirmed.
Yusu nodded in agreement. Then, he looked directly into my eyes and stated, “I believe it’s wise to follow God’s guidance. This ritual was highly unusual. God spoke for the longest duration I’ve ever experienced. Frankly, it was bewildering.”
There was a moment of silence.
Yusu hesitated briefly and continued, “And as a priest, I’ve never felt such a profound favor. Perhaps it was even more apparent and significant than the favor granted to priests who serve and sacrifice for God or to all the inhabitants of the land he has given.”
“Regardless,” Yusu concluded, a perplexed expression crossed his eyes, “in a situation like this, I believe it’s best to heed his guidance.”
I pondered for a while before making a decision. In any case, Maru would likely become agitated if I followed my own desires at this moment. It was worth confirming whether Yusu’s words held true.
***
After making my preparations, I made the decision to temporarily leave White Deer village. White Deer was a sanctuary belonging to Land of Blood and Oil. It was a place where using spells borrowed from other gods or summoning the altar could cost me my life.
Additionally, this was the first time I would request Purbagios’ spell. The process of contacting him might take longer than anticipated due to the uncertainty of what sacrifices would be required.
Considering all these factors, venturing outside seemed like the right course of action.
Guided by Yusu, I reached the village’s border. As he signaled to the sky, two colossal figures descended from above. I heard a booming voice from high above.
“Oh, Human Guru! Why are you venturing outside again? It’s good to see you regardless! You mentioned staying in White Deer village for a while. Are you heading out for a drink perhaps?”
“Where would you like us to take you? There’s no place we don’t know in the vicinity connecting to the Han River. We scout the area daily! Where do you intend to go? Banghwa Bridge? Aegibong Peak? Ganghwa Island? Oh, if you plan to venture further north from here, be cautious. Fire-breathing ships constantly patrol that area!”
Gradually descending to the ground were two colossal dogs, standing at a height of about four to five meters.
One was yellow, and the other was black. They were the gatekeepers of White Deer and served as the guardians of the village’s boundaries. Their primary duty was to monitor and observe the barrier and the surrounding area.
These gatekeepers, named Gyo and Yun, both fixed their gaze on me with eyes radiating mysterious energy.
Aside from their intense gazes, both of them seemed strangely enthusiastic. Upon landing, they both lowered their heads and began to sniff around me.
“Oh! I sense something peculiar again, Human Guru!” One of the two dogs shouted excitedly. It was likely the scent of the pink maggots I had taken out earlier. I had placed them in a subspace bag when entering White Deer, so they hadn’t noticed it until now, I assumed.
“Besides that scent of Wriggly’s, there’s another unfamiliar one, isn’t there? It’s not from this world! Oh, Wriggly, how do you do?”
As the black dog, Yun, poked its nose and continued to sniff and interact with Maru, Maru responded by tapping the tip of Yun’s nose with one of its tentacles, as if to express annoyance. It was reminiscent of someone flicking another person’s nose with a finger, as if Maru were telling the dog to back off.
But as Yun persisted in engaging with Maru, Maru ultimately retreated into my hoodie and concealed themselves.
The tentacles blew the air and spoke in a somewhat affronted tone. “They are… not cute.”
What criteria was this creature using to determine what was cute and what wasn’t?
“Your kind doesn’t seem to have a fondness for dog-like creatures, do you? Do you prefer dragons?” I asked Maru.
“The two are not good… the souls,” Maru replied, still hiding inside my hoodie.
“Hmm?”
It occurred to me that both Gyo and Yun were residents of White Deer who had crossed the wall. They had undergone the primary evolution of the soul, unlike those we had faced until now, who were dragons that had not yet crossed the boundary.
Without giving it much thought, the two gatekeepers from White Deer kept up their conversation with me.
“So, where are we taking you?” they inquired.
I pondered a moment to think. The house I’d called home until now had been exposed to government scrutiny, but it was possible to enter it undetected with stealth magic and barriers.
There was no way the government could have pulled a trick. If they had tried to force their way in, my trap would have alerted me.
“Please, take me back to my old house,” I requested.
The gatekeepers nodded enthusiastically, then they gently carried Yusu and me on their necks.
And so, Gyo and Yun soared above the village’s sky. The sky’s boundary soon led to a black tunnel, with the gatekeepers continuing their ascent. It felt like we were going much deeper than the actual depth of the Han River.
However, White Deer itself was enclosed within a barrier, completely isolated from the outside world. The vast area distorted reality itself.
As we sped through the dark cave, one of the gatekeepers asked me, “Are your family members whom you brought along adjusting well?”
There was no way they could be adjusting; they were still in denial. I shook my head silently, not offering an answer.
“But as they spend more time here, they’ll come to love this place. White Deer is a fantastic community!” another dog chimed in.
“Yes, it’s amazing! Everything here is stable! White Deer offers the best living conditions for humans, including temperature, humidity, and weather!”
“By the way, what did Elder Mago say when you mentioned bringing your family? Did you get into trouble? She’s quite intimidating, you know! You should be cautious!”
“Great Priest, did Elder Mago get angry?”
“Weren’t you scolded?”
The two gatekeepers started the conversation among themselves, talking one after another.
Yusu smiled wryly and reassured them, “No, she wouldn’t treat guests that way.”
“Right! That can’t be!” the gatekeeper agreed.
“But you should still be careful! It’s quite painful if Elder Mago gets upset and hits you,” Another one warned.
I scratched my chin and asked, “Why on earth do you assume I’ll be scolded?”
Gyo responded as if it were obvious, “You brought someone to the village! Even if it’s you, Human Guru, you’ve brought someone who knows nothing!”
“Elder Mago dislikes us bringing people in!” Yun added.
“Because it’s bothersome to erase their memories!”
Oh, didn’t these two mention they’d bring people to White Deer if they found individuals attempting suicide in the Han River while patrolling it?
Yusu chimed in, “Actually, she says it’s bothersome, but I’m certain it’s because it’s a burden for her to wake up every now and then.”
I turned my gaze towards Yusu and awaited an explanation.
“The gatekeepers were quite warmhearted,” Yusu began, “back when White Deer resided in Mount Halla. They once saved a man lost in the mountains, on the brink of death, and brought him to the village.”
“Yes! We certainly did!” the gatekeepers chimed in.
“That’s because we couldn’t employ any healing techniques! So, we brought him back to the village!” one of them clarified.
“Once those humans regained consciousness,” Yusu continued, “they were understandably terrified when they found themselves in the village, and that, in turn, frightened us.”
“It’s akin to rescuing people who’ve fallen into the Han River nowadays, isn’t it?” I inquired.
“Exactly. If we were to draw a comparison, it’s actually a bit more manageable these days.”
“Why?”
“Well, because the Dragon is not here, right?”
Indeed, I recalled that part. Among the stipulations of the Great Agreement with the Dragon, there were clauses prohibiting revealing themselves to humans.
“That was during the time when the Great Agreement was still in effect,” Yusu clarified.
“You must have faced penalties for breaking it,” I surmised.
“Penalty? Oh, do you mean the prohibition on contracts?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s it. Exposing our identity to humans not only burdens those directly involved but also every White Deer resident by association. One or two humans wouldn’t make much of a difference, but if their numbers kept increasing, it could pose a threat.”
I had a general understanding of the kind of contract they had with the Dragon. The Truth-Seeker must be wary of the knowledge of their existence spreading among humans. I quietly nodded.
“So, Elder Mago had to erase the memories of those humans,” Yusu added, “after all, we couldn’t resort to killing them ourselves. Each time she had to perform the memory erasure, she’d give the gatekeepers a hard time, questioning how long they’d keep causing her trouble.”
“It really hurts when you get hit! It’s excruciating! Human Guru! Have you ever been struck by the force of fifty pine trees?”
“Or had a cliff as tall as me fall on you?”
“No,” I responded to the two gatekeepers’ complaints. Maybe I’ll die before I know it hurts.
Yusu let out a smirk while listening to our conversation.
“But you continued saving them?” I asked them.
“Because the gatekeepers knew that even if we were discovered, it wouldn’t be an issue if we erased the humans’ memories,” Yusu explained. “Once their memories were wiped, the effects of the prohibition reverted to their original state. So, they persisted in bringing dying humans to the village, saving them with the assistance of other residents. From the perspective of the Elder tasked with memory erasure, it was an inconvenience because she had to awaken each time.”
“Aaah…” I nodded in contemplation, muttering under my breath.
They went to great lengths to avoid killing humans themselves, even if it meant enduring occasional inconveniences. That stance appeared to remain unchanged. I began to grasp White Deer’s perspective on humans.
I silently pondered the implications. What would transpire if they learned the full truth?
What if they discovered that prolonged vacancy in the role of the Truth-Seeker would eventually lead to the extinction of humans on Earth?
While I was lost in thought, the surroundings gradually brightened. We were approaching the surface of the Han River.
“We’re almost there, Human Guru!” Gyo and Yun called out to me, their voices cheerful and lively. They advised, “Once you’re heading back to the village, just send a signal from Mapo Bridge! You learned that from Yusu, didn’t you?”
Yusu mentioned, “I’ll bid farewell here, along with them.”
The two gatekeepers added, “Now we’re accustomed to your presence, Human Guru. If you ever need us, we’ll sense it immediately. We’ll come to retrieve you soon!”
I responded with a half-hearted, “Thank you.”
“Why thank us! There’s no need for that. Human Guru, you’re our friend now!”
“Because we’re friends!” they replied with smiles.
I didn’t offer any verbal response.
***
After a while, I slipped into the house where I once lived, maintaining my stealth magic.
Inside the room, I carefully channeled mana and manipulated a door that responded solely to my touch. It revealed an empty room, devoid of any furnishings.
This space had once served as a place for altar summoning and receiving divine spells, meticulously upholding the stability of magic.
“Phew.” I exhaled a small sigh, attempting to ease my nerves. It marked my first encounter with a new god without Parvache’s guidance.
I lowered myself onto the pristine floor, focusing my thoughts. Reciting the prayer words I had learned from Parvache before. I demonstrated my eligibility to request a spell by drawing in mana and skillfully guiding it according to a precise pattern.
As time elapsed, I felt my consciousness establishing a connection with another realm.
A sudden flash of light pierced through my mind, followed by a monochromatic wave – shades of gray, black, and white cascading over me.
As I sustained this state, I gradually became aware that something was amiss all around me.
“Ah!” I exclaimed. Recognition washed over me, and I realized the environment had shifted from the empty room where I had initially arrived.
Initial encounters with gods tended to differ in their appearances. It wasn’t a matter of my soul or body physically relocating to another dimension; it was more of a mental connection. Nevertheless, the visual landscape before me was as vibrant and tangible as reality.
“The one who summons God, who might you be?” A voice reverberated within my mind. I raised my head, directing my attention towards the colossal entity standing before me.
Its form remained elusive within the misty veil.
Hundreds of yellow spheres, resembling frog eggs, were arranged within a sticky gray mucus. They weren’t haphazardly clustered but symmetrically aligned on either side, forming a radial pattern that tapered at the base and expanded outward.
It bore a semblance to wings, with two expansive appendages composed of yellow orbs and mucus.
Ultimately, the fundamental form of all apostles didn’t differ significantly.
I addressed the apostle of Purbagios before me, “I seek to acquire the spell of Scripture without the Final Chapter.”
