Above The Sky-Chapter 1921 - 399: The White Prophet and the Black Sun
Although it hasn’t yet reached the Sixth Echelon, it is indeed a path.
Along with the Arcane Pathway, their power will also usher in an enhancement.
However, precisely because of this, at a time when everyone in the world is undergoing a massive upgrade, mind control technology has become so urgent.
By researching the ’Miniature Planetary Shield Generator’ within their own territories, any power with some reserve of Spirit Energy Technology found that with meticulous fine-tuning, in a time of unprecedented consensus among the populace, such as natural disasters or war, it can utilize immense energy to achieve a wide-ranging consensus resonance, thereby resulting in brainwashing.
To them, this technology has no bottleneck, and it’s not difficult.
If Axel can do it, they can certainly do it even better—do they really think they’re not daring or unable?
Dark tides swell throughout Terra, and barring any accidents, within six months, all major powers will have created their own Mind Beacons, and in the future, the scramble for and confrontation between Mind Beacons—this kind of psychic war—will become mainstream on the Terra Continent.
Until, the unexpected occurs.
Terra Year 777, January 1st.
At noon, on the first day of the new year.
Two suns once again loomed over Terra.
With the sudden brilliance of gold and blue lights, lines crisscrossed the firmament, resembling scars carved by blades and swords upon the sky, dividing the entire heaven into two distinctly different realms, like a chessboard, or the confluence of rivers with varying clarity.
And in the next moment, these lights began to intertwine, ultimately converging into two totem-like light shadows of gold and blue.
One was grand and magnificent, the most familiar ’U’ shaped mark to everyone, the symbol of the Sunbird, also the source of warmth.
The other, restrained but with a dazzling core, more intricate, resembling a ’W’, was not the Sunbird, but a mark infused with the power of other formidable existences; initially its brilliance felt too sharp, causing one to shiver, but later, one would be drawn to its inherent stability.
[Axel and Michael have returned?!]
[Have the father and son finished their fight? Let’s see how they handle this mess.]
[Wait a moment, no, this doesn’t seem... doesn’t seem to be them!]
[This is, the Top Seat’s Blood!]
The various Fifth Energy Level individuals watched the firmament. Initially, they observed cautiously, some even harboring thoughts of seeing if Axel had some strategy to deal with the chaotic situation on the Terra Continent post-brainwash—another round of brainwashing wouldn’t hurt, at least this time everyone would prepare to see what treasures lie in Inega II’s memory.
But they soon stared in astonishment, realizing that it wasn’t Fifth Energy Level powerhouses appearing, but their Top Seat’s Blood... the most core inheritable artifact!
In an instant, anyone with a shred of ambition accelerated their breathing unconsciously, their gaze burning.
The Top Seat’s Blood! An artifact that ensures a stable inheritance of the Fifth Energy Level!
Containing the power of immortality, as long as there’s a corresponding bloodline inheritance, it bypasses personal ascension to directly bestow a Fifth Energy Level body!
Immediately, several Fifth Energy Level individuals were tempted, itching to seize it.
Yet swiftly, a question darted through their minds.
Wait. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
In the Battle of the Suns, there were three suns shining together; Michael and Axel’s Top Seat’s Blood appeared, but where is the third person?
Was he utterly eradicated, or...
The ultimate victor?!
Buzz!
Suddenly, two invisible swords of gravity sliced through the sky, flashing sword light swept across, severing many thoughts of contention.
For an instant, numerous muffled grunts arose, obviously those Fifth Energy Level entities locking onto the Top Seat’s Blood suffered a setback in secret—though entangled amongst themselves, unprepared for external threats, it also demonstrated that the speed of these two swords surpassed the unguarded defense instinct of the Fifth Energy Level.
A bout of tremor, two Top Seat’s Blood surged out, descending towards a corner of The Empire.
Carlos Sertar and Alegria Sertar reached out in shock, each receiving these two clusters of light.
"This is...""Father and brother?"
Just at this moment, an invisible fluctuation swept across the globe.
In the next moment, the successors of the two Sunbirds lifted their heads, looking at the sky in disbelief.
All who looked up to the sky, both mind and body instinctively felt a wave of fear and trembling.
They stared intently at a corner of the sky, where gold and blue light was rapidly fading, an expanse of blankness emerging, repelling all surrounding light.
Then, a pitch-black space-time distortion abruptly manifested, appearing between heaven and earth.
In the center of the firmament, right above Terra, the enormous space-time distortion transformed into a shadow, obscuring the true sun above, overpowering the light of the two Top Seat’s Blood.
The world dimmed, the sun and moon hidden, the Black Sun shrouded all things in pure darkness.
Then.
This pitch-black sun was cleaved open by an extremely radiant azure sword light!
Boom!
The space-time bubble shattered, the distorted space-time broke piece by piece, and the white-haired Prophet, Ian Silverpeak, slowly emerged.
Many gasped, recalling that voice which went to battle, recalling Mahdi Ravine, recalling many other things, and concluded the answer.
Both Mahdi and Ian, from the beginning, they were the same person.
From the start, he was the inheritor of the Black Sun, the heir of The Unyielding Fortress.
His body bore markings of battle, scorched spots of light no longer extinguished, with cracks spreading across his form, making him resemble fragile porcelain.
Yet, no one truly went mad, thinking the other was fragile porcelain, for these were the most radiant scars, the most precious medals.
Because it was proof of victory over the Sunbird.
The victor has returned.
And right now, facing the gaze of all Fifth Energy Level powerhouses, and the gaze of all strong individuals, normal people, and all wise beings in the world, the Black Sun, the White Prophet was about to announce his plan for the future to them.
And announce to them a truth they perhaps don’t love to hear, but one that is true.
"Everyone, listen."
"Next, what I’m going to tell is the past of our civilization, the past of this universe, and the challenges we are now to encounter and the direction of the future."
"But more importantly, there is one more thing."
Thus he spoke, as the pitch-black Edge of Perished Sun slowly rotated behind him, like the hand of a countdown.
With azure halos flowing in his eyes, Ian calmly gazed down at everyone, declaring his will: "That is, from now on, cease any research related to Mind Beacons and brainwash technology."
"Because all of this is closely tied to the activation of the ’Ethereal Crystal Perpetual Motion Machine’."
