Low Dimensional Game

It was a busy time in the City of Baber. It wasn’t even summer yet, but it already felt like the city had ushered into a completely new season. Everyone within the city seemed to be caught in the middle of the rapture.

“The controller of the underworld, the supreme leader of the kingdom of deaths, the manager of deaths and souls… We wish you to bestow upon us eternal life!” Dozens of people were chanting as they were dragging the huge sculpture of the Goddess of Death to the square.

They were transporting it with trailers and horse carriages. The sculpture was supposed to look horrifying and gloomy, but today, it looked cheerful, as it was surrounded by many people, all of whom were singing and dancing.

There were several priests and disciples from the underworld, who were splashing water and flower petals along the way. Many citizens were groveling along the roadside, while some even swooned as the sculpture passed by them.

The disciples of Pusuote weren’t afraid of death at all. To them, death was simply a natural extension of life, In fact, to some extent, they thought life and death were the same.

They looked forward to the afterlife more than other, and they wished that they could be selected by the gods to enter the kingdom of death. They also fancied an eternal life, or an afterlife, although most of them weren’t qualified to attain that.

There were also disciples from the Temple of Sky everywhere in the square. All of these disciples were wearing loose-fitting clothes from Batko. Most of their clothes looked plain, and they showed their arms and calves.

People of all ages and genders gathered in the square, all of them sitting with their legs crossed and listening to the priests from the temple as they read from the book of the living, while receiving doctrines of the underworld of the Temple of Sky.

As for the priests wearing long gowns, they were singing worship songs about gods as they danced to prayed to their gods. Flower petals were all over the ground, and melodious tunes echoed throughout the entire city.

There were ceremonial activities taking place everywhere in the city, and the gate was wide open, welcoming all of the disciples as they arrived here. Soldiers and priests were responsible for maintaining the order, and there were several large groups of disciples praying together.

In fact, there were disciples praying everywhere, from the square to the temples, and even around the godly remains and in front of the sacred sculptures. It had been nearly 200 years since Pusuote was founded, and the Temple of Sky was the foundation of the kingdom. Now, Cetisius was not only a king, but he had even taken on the persona of a belief and a god of sorts!

The city was packed with people, as nearly 100,000 foreigners had recently arrived. There were also food distribution centers and residences everywhere in the city. Clearly, the kingdom of Pusuote was fully prepared for the upcoming Death Day festivities!

“What a thriving kingdom!” Jonathan observed in amazement.

He was wearing an overcoat and a hat, and he was holding a stick in his hand. He was following a team of envoys from the City Alliance of Sheehan.

Aside from the politicians from the parliament of the City Alliance of Sheehan, Marina and several other alchemy warlocks were walking with him. The moment they entered the City of Baber, they attracted a lot of attention.

Some priests from the temples went to greet them, and there were many people staring at them because lady Marina was standing among them. However, they were just staring, and nobody pointed out who Marina was. In fact, they treated her as if she was only an ordinary person following the team of envoys.

Marina kept looking around when she was walking toward the city. Aside from those people from Batko, there were also representatives from many from other ethnicities and districts. This could be inferred upon observing their customs and distinct facial features.

Pusueto was a gigantic kingdom, and it had conquered half of the Tutan district and the kingdoms in the south. However, those people were not Marina’s focus at this time.

This was because, at that moment, it seemed that she saw some familiar people, who were the top blasphemers from the three churches. She knew that these people had only gotten into the City of Baber by chance.

“Are they all here?” Marina felt that the previous ambiguous information was all confirmed now.

After all, nothing could be kept a secret forever, especially when there was such a huge event happening in the Pusuote Dynasty. As such, it was quite easy for people to figure out what exactly they were up to.

On the second day, they saw the king of Pusuote, Cetisius, who was a legendary being. All of the envoys were watching the king from every corner of the palace, and there were priests sitting everywhere in the palace as well. These priests looked upon the city that was full of disciples from the Temple of Sky.

There were over 1,000 priests of the underworld in the palace at that time, and all of them were surrounding Cetisius, like stars that were surrounding the moon. Many saints were also sitting around the king. That elder looked so horrendous and powerful that he intimidated everyone that was conspiring, without even having to say a word!

As the king looked around at everyone here, they all lowered their heads. He could tell that, among these alchemy warlocks, sorcerers, and saints that had come to this ceremony, many of them didn’t actually treat the ceremony itself seriously.

“Because this is the City of Baber!”

“This is the capital of the Pusuote Dynasty!”

“This is the place that the light of the gods shone upon!”

As Jonathan recalled what the priests had told them when they were first greeting them, he saw all of the priests from the underground gathering here, which amazed him. He knew that the Pusuote Dynasty wouldn’t do anything harmful to the foreign envoys, but their power still intimidated them.

Jonathan couldn’t help but look at lady Marina, who was beside him. After he saw her face, he felt relieved.

At this moment, Marina was gazing at Cetisius, and she looked solemn as she said, “Pinnacle level four! No wonder it’s an ancient being! Her measure of mind power is far superior to most!”

The bell was rung, and the chiming sound was heard everywhere. As the ringing sound echoed throughout the entire city, people were singing worship songs about gods and drumming.

At the same time, groups of disciples that were gathered outside the city all looked toward the palace, their praying voices filling the sky above the city. At that moment, a powerful force of faith suddenly enveloped the entire City of Baber, washing over everyone!

Meanwhile, Cetisius was sitting beside the godly sculpture. The faces of two gods were combined in that one sculpture, and they both appeared to be looking at Cetisius.

“Cetisius!”

“Cetisius!”

All of the priests from the underworld were shouting Cetisius’ name. At the same time, inspiring music was playing in the palace, and everyone was shouting themselves hoarse. They were standing below Cetisius and singing worship songs about him.

Everyone in the city was shouting his name, and the sound waves spread everywhere. All of the disciples seemed to have gone mad, as all of those hundreds of thousands of people were shouting the same name, as if the name itself had some kind of exceptional power.

Ding Dong!

All of a sudden, Jonathan felt that the air in the City of Baber became super thick, as if those strong traces of power were getting denser, somehow infusing the name with a different meaning at the same time. Countless engravings were seen in the palace, and the entire palace was a picture of a priest of death, yet it was somewhat different from the priest of death that was on the stone of the World Tree model.

A tremendous amount of forces of belief filled that picture, and they formed one special symbol after another, which was the godly name of Cetisius. In that instance, Cetisius felt that his soul had been ignited, and the black symbol flooded his soul with the special force of belief, igniting his soul and transforming it from its former medioc state to one that was truly exceptional!

The black power circulated inside Cetisius’ body with the light and shadow for a time, then flowed out of his body, permeating the entire palace. All of the priests from the underworld were still singing his name in worship songs that were written all about him.

At this moment, Cetisius was standing at the top of the palace, while the black power of death kept spilling out of his body. He looked down at the countless disciples as they sung out his name and groveled before him as if he was the only god in existence.

All of the guests that came to this ceremony were looking at Cetisius as he was standing beside the godly sculpture. They could see his power emanating from his body, and there seemed to be a fierce fire burning inside his soul. At the same time, a black godly power kept seeping out of his body, and under the force of belief, it kept expanding.

Jonathan was thrilled by this. He stared at Cetisius with his eyes wide and said, “Cohered godly name, ignited godly fire, and a transformed godly body! Is that the whole process? Is he really becoming a god?”

At this moment, everyone stared at Cetisius, whose power was surging. A fire quickly surrounded his body, then a giant black shadow immediately flew out of his body.

“The body of a god!” Marina exclaimed as she stood up and looked at the changes on Cetisius’ body.

This was the first time that someone had seen a human being becoming a god. It was also the first that a mortal being had stepped into the domain of the eternal gods!

Touching the eternal stars as a mortal being! Out of nowhere, that line came into Jonathan’s mind. As he saw the black power of light and shadow coming out of Cetisius’ body, the enormous palace seemed to have been dyed black. At that moment, his eyes were glinting with fear, craving, and expectations!

Other than him, many of the beings who came to the ceremony of Death Day and had been hiding in the City of Baber all looked at the palace, clearly thrilled. This was because the enormous palace was enveloped by a giant black light dome!

Those people outside the palace couldn’t see anything going on inside of it, but everyone could still sense that a vibrant ripple was surging through it, a ripple that was about to burst out at any second!

At that moment, a black shadow flew out of Cetisius’ body. It was the shadow of an enormous god, who was holding the book of the deceased.

As it struggled its way out of Cetisius’ body, the shadow kept getting more dense and large as it was imbued with the power of prayer and belief. It then stood up and flooded out of the palace, stopping at the center of the City of Baber.

As that shadow of the black-caped god occupied the entire center of city, it looked as if it was a giant that was overlooking the city. Then, a giant black cape wafted in the air, like a rainbow, high above the city. This signified that the true god had arrived, and all of the disciples were shouting at the god in exultation!

“He has actually taken that most important step!” an onlooker exclaimed.

Those people who were watching this scene were exhilarated. Cetisius’ success showed them that it was possible for them to copy his success, which gave them great hope.

The ceremony of Death Day lasted for a whole month. During this time, Cetisius successfully ignited the godly fire. The news that Cetisius had condensed the body of a god soon spread throughout the entire world.

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