Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1192 - 136: Creation Authority
Tang Qi could tell that Hal Locke actually wanted to act, wanted to vent in another way, such as forcing the one with the alluring aura in front of him, the so-called "Messenger," after all, beneath him was a soft white bed, wasn't it?
But unfortunately, he was still paralyzed, willing but powerless.
At this moment, Tang Qi also understood why the Black Muds considered the Vitsdon people the most adorable among their members, the "Messengers."
This life form before him possessed a miraculous ability to transform into "Mysterious Things."
Tang Qi stood within the Illusion Domain, hesitating no longer, using All-Knowing to observe the opponent.
If the target were the Young Creator, Tang Qi would certainly not act recklessly, but since it was only the servant, he had no reservations.
In the next moment, a sticky, smooth silver light burst forth, and complex Information Fragments emerged.
[Divine Entity: Messenger.]
[State: Avatar.]
[Information Fragment One: One of the few remaining members of the Great Race of Vitsdon people, an ancient and mysterious life form; the Vitsdon people once had a glorious civilization and history. They even slaughtered more than one Divine, with each Vitsdon far surpassing humans and most species in intelligence; every adult Vitsdon was a "Great Polymath."]
[Information Fragment Two: The extinction of the Vitsdon people stemmed from a failed god-slaying attempt; for some unknown reason, they chose to attack the incredibly mysterious "Young Creator." The radiant civilization that once slaughtered Divines evaporated in an instant.]
[Information Fragment Three: To preserve their civilization seed, several members among the Vitsdon people pleaded for forgiveness from the Creator and promised to serve Him eternally. These few members were the Engineer, Explorer, Judger, Cleaner, and Messenger.]
[Information Fragment Four: The five surviving Vitsdon people were bestowed different powers by the Creator; the commonality was that they all obtained eternal life, but four members were stripped of the ability to reproduce and propagate, only the Messenger retained it, yet without the Creator's permission, he also couldn't reproduce his lineage.]
[Information Fragment Five: The Messenger's powers include eternal life, evolution, time travel, spatial transfer, mind control, Flesh Magic... She has transformed into a kind of Divine; her body gathers all the experiment results of the Vitsdon people, named the "Life Equation" by the Engineer.]
[Information Fragment Six: The source of the Life Equation is the Young Creator, an extended direction of his Creation Authority. If the Messenger's body descends, she could confront or even slay a Powerful God.]
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"Life Equation, Creation Authority."
Tang Qi peered into new Hidden Knowledge, the Secret Information of a mysterious existence comparable to the Origin God Race.
Just the main Authority held by this opponent, is sufficient to illustrate the strength of the "Young Creator."
Creation of all things!
This Divine Power seems more terrifying than the Creation Authority held by Batum.
"However, if there truly exists a Supreme Creator within the Endless Mystery, then entities like the Origin God Race, Destiny Bitch, Rotten Father God, and the All Spirits should have no room to exist. Since he can create all things, he must also be able to destroy all things; he should be the most powerful Supreme."
"Black Mud once said, the Young Creator is only a new Supreme, not stronger than the Origin God Race, and his goal is to create a new... Endless Mystery?"
"The Great Race of Vitsdon people serve him, conducting various experiments for him, playing with numerous lives and worlds, accumulating data?"
"But even as an incomplete, young Creator, he certainly can't be confronted by someone like me now."
These thoughts fell, but Tang Qi had no plans to leave this world.
Being certain that he can't confront the Young Creator does not mean he wants to escape.
Since there is an opportunity to peek into the secrets of a Supreme God, Tang Qi would not pass it up.
Moreover, the plot before his eyes seems to have become more thrillingly interesting.
The immensely powerful "Messenger" showed no reaction to Hal Locke's insults, as if the filthy words did not desecrate her.
As for Hal Locke's repeated attempts to insult the Creator, he couldn't at all.
The thought arises in his heart and is instantly extinguished.
The Messenger saw Hal Locke's confusion and anger and softly spoke with temptation:
"The universe within the laboratory is numbered SF1725, and at the birth of life within this universe, an imprint will be left by the Engineer deep in the soul."
"One of the settings: No life within this universe can desecrate the Great Creator."
"This setting cannot be violated, no matter your planet, even the human life form with a chance of ascending is the same."
"This is your destiny, accept it."
The Messenger, beautiful like an Angel, but what she spoke was extremely cruel to Hal Locke.
Once again, he knew himself to be a toyed test subject, the world an illusion.
Hal ceased to blaspheme, staring at the exceedingly beautiful "Messenger" before him, asking hoarsely, "Why not destroy me? Why let me know this?"
"Because the Great Creator wants to play a game. You are the beginning of a new playstyle, an intriguing prop."
The Messenger answered Hal while the wings behind her continually shed silver-gray feathers with a soft touch, gradually enveloping Hal Locke.
Each feather seemed to possess extraordinary power, making Hal Locke feel the itch, as his body began to mutate.
In his mind, the Messenger's voice still echoed.
"According to the Engineer's habits, such experimental worlds will restart periodically; it's not complicated or difficult, just a remade design. Some test subjects will still exist, some will disappear, but the timeline's development will change."
"After multiple restarts, the experimental world will be destroyed."
"Here's the bad news, this world only has one more chance before destruction."
"But you are lucky, for you have been glanced at by the Great Creator once, it was decided to give you, and this world a chance."
"He will leave a projection within this universe; the projection to the Great Master itself is exceedingly weak, minute, like a grain of sand in a sea of sand... You can use every conceivable method to find the Great projection; as long as you manage a direct gaze once, this world will be free."
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Hal Locke couldn't utter a word, he was in the midst of a painful transformation.
His body remained paralyzed, but his soul was howling madly.
He watched helplessly as the "Messenger" slowly bonded completely with him.
If it were before he knew the truth, this scene would bring him extreme joy, but now all he feels is humiliation.
Strange things were happening to him.
He was acquiring powers beyond his imagination, a vast and terrifying divinity seeped from the Messenger's body into Hal Locke's, transforming him completely.
Moreover, his things were reacting.
A peculiar, irresistible "communication" transpired between him and the Messenger.
There was no preamble, nor was he asked if he consented.
The seductive voice of the Messenger was in his ear.
"As a 'new prop', I will remodel you, with the permission of the Great Creator."
"Human test subject Hal Locke, you will gain power nearing that of a True God; no other test subject in this universe will truly be able to kill you."
"As a reward for being chosen, I am willing to reproduce with you some bloodline, I can guarantee they won't be experiment subjects."
"This is a commemoration, yes, a commemoration."
"Such commemorations have occurred many times; when the number of test subjects and test worlds reaches a certain point, one tends to encounter interesting subjects, and I always enjoy communicating with interesting test subjects and leaving some offspring, you shall be one."
Normally, the Messenger's words would completely sap Hal Locke of strength.
But no, he had completely lost control over his body and could only passively endure it all.
Though Hal Locke's mind was tortured, his body was not.
The waves of unending bliss were crashing through him like a tsunami, sensitizing his senses, nearly drowning his soul.
Yet at this moment, the terrifying voice of the Messenger continued.
"You have gained much, given time, you might ascend to godhood."
"But it's unfortunate, I think you cannot save this universe, save yourself or those you love, you will face the malice of many test subjects…and possibly be stopped by several other Vitsdon people."
Here, the Messenger paused, waving its hand to summon four figures.
The first figure was an intelligent being with a mercury-like body covered in gray spots, dressed in complex attire with countless organs and limbs, including billions of arms, fingers, or others, though none of this was important. What drew attention was the triangular eyeball on its forehead.
In that eye, it seemed there were countless ominous shadows that could instill fear even in True Gods.
"He is the Engineer, the creator of all powerful life forms in your world, including yourself."
"Hoo"
Before Hal Locke could take a closer look, the second figure emerged:
This being had a body like a flat black Venus flytrap, with a slight opening at its head revealing a black cicada-shaped creature covered in green eyes. As the "cicada" gazes, any living or dead thing held no secrets, infinite tendrils invisible to the naked eye emanate from it, surging towards the unknown.
"He is the Explorer."
The Messenger spoke, and two more figures appeared.
An oversized, bloated red robe covered most of its body, with only its head and four arms protruding. Its bird-like head wore a rusted iron crown, each arm holding a torch leaking flames, a broken sword, a self-coiling rope, and a cracked eggshell.
"He is the Judger."
"He is the Cleaner."
With the Messenger's final introduction, Hal looked to the fifth Vitsdon person.
This time, he did not see an actual creature, but merely a pair of hands.
In the dark, void starry sky appeared a pair of terrifying silver-black hands covered in black cracks.
"Boom"
With a tremor in his soul, the Messenger's warning came.
"The Engineer, Explorer, and Judger might merely hinder you lightly, but the Cleaner, you shall definitely be erased upon encountering him."
"This is one of the thrilling elements of the new gameplay, and the Great Creator hopes you won't face His most terrifying servant."
Saying these words, the Messenger already nearly completely attached to Hal Locke advanced its lips a short distance, completing the final ritual.
"Hiss…Hohoho"
At this abrupt moment, Hal's already restored body stiffened, his face glowing red with eerie expressions.
Red, white, and silver mixed liquid oozed from his pores all over, his eyes widened to the extreme, filled with unstoppable fear, anger, and unwillingness.
This State lasted for a long time, during which he continuously lost his Life Essence. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
If he hadn't already acquired powers nearing those of a True God, along with the peculiar fertility Divine Arts, Hal Locke might have turned into a dry corpse.
ps: Thanks to Sesky the Alliance Hierarch, the black tiger suffering retribution, and naturally waking for their rewards.
