Paladin of the Dead God-Chapter 450: Apocalypse (1)

The Ninth God.

The moment Isaac heard those words, he recalled that, at this time, the Nameless Chaos faith was not being treated as "non-existent." It was only after Beshek became the Immortal Emperor that the Nine Faiths were completed.

’Was the Lighthouse Keeper convinced that there had to be nine faiths?’

While Isaac was lost in thought, the White Owl answered Beshek’s words.

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The White Owl looked up at Beshek as if amused and said, "Why are you refusing to become a god? Isn’t it an opportunity to raise the status of the Codex of Light even higher and serve it more closely? There’s no way you can get closer to God than this."

"It’s the closest but farthest seat."

Beshek replied with a bitter expression.

The White Owl smiled, looked back at Isaac once, looked back at Beshek, and asked, "Can you tell me what kind of god the Lighthouse Keeper told you to become?"

"Yes? That’s..."

Beshek looked worriedly at Isaac behind the White Owl. Isaac realized that the White Owl had brought him here to tell him this story. The White Owl nonchalantly introduced Isaac.

"He’s my son. You can tell him without worrying."

Isaac was shocked, but Beshek tilted his head and didn’t care. He probably understood that she meant ’someone like a son.’ A hero-like being that the angels were taking care of and raising. It would be unusual to speak this intimately, but the White Owl seemed like an angel who was unpretentious and did a lot of strange things, so Beshek seemed to be just going along with it.

"The Lighthouse Keeper was talking about the World’s Forge."

"The World’s Forge?" The White Owl smiled as if amused, and Isaac was surprised by the unexpected story.

"There are furnace artisans who work in the World’s Forge, aren’t there? Please forgive me for the impious expression, but they say that the current Codex of Light is false and that the true Codex of Light will be born from their furnace. The Lighthouse Keeper told me to use their faith to be reborn as a new god."

Beshek sincerely made the sign of the cross once more, as if asking for God’s forgiveness there, and continued. "He said that by doing so, we can control the ’heresy’ of the World’s Forge and create a new fence to protect the world from chaos."

"What kind of god are the furnace artisans creating?"

"The Lighthouse Keeper used the expression ’God of the Machine.’ He says it’s an immortal god with skin of iron, a burning heart, and black blood flowing through it. He says that we can abandon the flesh and fight for the great cause while living forever."

"That’s quite bizarre. But if the furnace artisans create a god, that would be the god of the World’s Forge, so how can it become the Ninth Faith?"

"In any case, when I become a god, they will realize that it is not the ’true Codex of Light’ they had expected and separate, so they will branch out into a new faith, just as the Red Chalice was separated from Elil."

Even though it was clearly a top-secret matter within the Order, Beshek revealed everything without hiding anything. It could be that he trusted the White Owl, or that he didn’t need to hide anything because she was an angel of the same Order. Or perhaps the White Owl’s ability was to open people’s hearts.

"Although they are the words of ignorant heretics, how can I even take away the opportunity to be enlightened? Moreover, I am also afraid of committing the great sin of daring to claim to be the Codex of Light. I am aware of the Lighthouse Keeper’s concerns because the situation in the Outer Boundary is urgent, but sometimes I am astonished by his terrible designs."

Isaac recognized Beshek. He was still a man of character, at least more so than the Lighthouse Keeper.

"If you become a god, you will be a truly benevolent god."

"How can you say such a thing, White Owl?"

"Have you never thought about it? The other gods and angels are too cruel to humans. Of course, it’s thanks to the fantastic combination of humans’ perverted tendencies and slave mentality, but it would be nice to have at least one kind god."

Beshek smiled bitterly. He shook his head and replied, "I’ll take that as a joke. You are kind enough to us, White Owl. Even the young apprentice priests only respect you without fearing you. Among the young priests, there are even those who compile your words into a book, calling it ’The Teachings of the Owl’."

As he said, the White Owl was a friendly figure among the angels. The Lighthouse Keeper goes without saying, the Blind Sentinel is a grumpy, paranoid old man, the Burning Maiden is not even worth mentioning, and the Sword of May, at this point, does not yet exist, but still, the fact that it is a bizarre flying eyeball cannot be denied.

But the White Owl doesn’t get angry and scold people, nor does she use her authority to oppress them. She just calmly talks and agrees with them, drawing out answers.

"No, I…?"

But the White Owl was about to say something but erased her expression with a blank face.

"I just have a talent for making up stories plausibly. Stories that don’t make sense aren’t my style."

***

The White Owl got up from her seat after finishing her conversation with Beshek.

"This has become a case of daring to summon an angel for a story that has no nutritional value."

"No. I originally like listening to stories. I heard an interesting story." The White Owl said that and looked at Isaac.

Isaac, knowing that the White Owl shared a lot of things in order to tell him, mulled over the story he had just heard. The White Owl had already heard this story and knew it. Isaac asked the White Owl as he left the chapel, "Why is the Lighthouse Keeper trying to make Beshek the Ninth God?"

With this, it became clear that Beshek was a test subject in the ’Artificial God Project’ before Kalsen. Perhaps Elil, who had separated from the Codex of Light because of the Lighthouse Keeper, was also one of those test subjects. The part that Isaac questioned was why the Lighthouse Keeper was continuing to artificially create gods.

The White Owl’s answer was simple.

"I don’t know."

"...You don’t know?"

"The faith needed to keep Urbansus in a constantly observable state may be nine, or the basic condition for bringing the Millennium Kingdom may be nine faiths. In fact, it may not necessarily have to be nine. Because since the Century of Light, there have never been more than nine faiths."

The White Owl said that she didn’t know, but Isaac thought that it had to be nine faiths, and there couldn’t be more than nine. The reason is unknown. But the Lighthouse Keeper feared some ’threshold’ in history and tried to bring the Millennium Kingdom when that threshold was reached.

Perhaps the Ninth Faith is the threshold at which the old era perishes and a new era is born.

’So, it’s certain that he tried to bring the Millennium Kingdom when the Ninth Faith, that is, the Immortal Emperor, was born.’

The Immortal Emperor tore Urbansus and united the Netherworld and the land. A land with no distinction between life and death. Now that he thought about it, it felt like a prototype Millennium Kingdom.

’Then wouldn’t it have been enough to bring the Millennium Kingdom when the Immortal Emperor became a god?’

When he thought about it a little, the answer came quickly. That’s because a god had died just before the Immortal Emperor appeared: Nameless Chaos.

Puuu- A long horn sounded from somewhere on the ramparts. At the same time, the gentle wind shook, and the atmosphere trembled.

The clouds in the sky writhed as if twisting internal organs. "The Outer Boundary! The encroachment of the Outer Boundary has resumed!"

Amid the soldiers’ screams, the priests rushed out towards the gate, each carrying their weapons. Deformed monsters wriggling in the cloudy sky were wriggling down to the ground like insects in contaminated water.

The White Owl grabbed Isaac’s wrist, who was unknowingly about to go there.

"It’s not your fight. It’s meaningless."

This is the past, even an edited past that has no effect on the present. Isaac watched the priests running towards the battlefield, which was no different from death. Would their sacrifices be rewarded if the Millennium Kingdom came? If the Millennium Kingdom doesn’t come, would their sacrifices become meaningless?

Either way, they are just a scene from an edited film. No one will recognize them, and nothing will change.

At that time, a huge pillar of light appeared, tearing apart the sky. Sixteen wings fluttering with brilliant radiance appeared, and six lighthouses surrounded the Holy Land Lua. As the six beams of light emitted by the six lighthouses swirled the sky a few times, the cloudy sky instantly shattered into hundreds of pieces, revealing the clear sky in an instant.

As the Lighthouse Keeper revealed unbelievable power and authority, the priests, who had been staring blankly at the sky, soon shouted with all their might. But it didn’t seem like the Lighthouse Keeper had arrived to save them: he had been staring only at the White Owl since the moment he arrived.

The two seemed to be having a conversation that Isaac couldn’t hear while making eye contact. After a while, the White Owl turned her head and looked at Isaac.

"Isaac, let’s go to the ramparts."

***

Beyond the ramparts, fragmented clouds, wastelands, and the corpses of monsters that had been burned and scattered were visible. There were a small number of monsters that had survived, but they seemed to be easily subdued by the priests who were running. And the burnt priest was waiting for them on the ramparts.

The priest bowed to the White Owl once more and opened his mouth. "I am conveying the Lighthouse Keeper’s words. Please forgive me if there is anything impolite in my tone."

"Do it."

The burnt priest closed his eyes for a moment and opened his mouth. "Is that knight over there the one you are trying to make your Incarnation?"

Isaac realized that the outline of the Millennium Kingdom had already been completed 300 years ago and that each angel had their own assigned or chosen Incarnation.

Realizing that fact, the concept of this world, where angels sponsor or help certain people, came in a different meaning. They may have been cultivating and managing the bodies that might become their bodies someday. Perhaps the White Owl also had such an existence.

The White Owl chuckled and replied, "I’m just raising this kid because he’s cute. Look, he’s handsome, isn’t he?"

"This is no time to joke, White Owl."

"Joke?"

"The encroachment of the Outer Boundary is getting bigger and bigger. The Salt Desert is getting especially bigger. Maybe we have to keep that artificial sun floating. We have to create the Ninth God before it’s too late."

"Ha, I told you that you would suffer such a fate if you recklessly revised Urbansus, didn’t I? I told you not to step forward directly if you really wanted to touch it, but to use other heroes or indirectly touch the system. The more you touch Urbansus, the bigger and stronger the Outer Boundary becomes."

Isaac looked back at the White Owl. The tone, which sounded like an explanation, was for Isaac to hear this time as well. Only then did Isaac realize the connection between the Outer Boundary and the Urbansus revision. The monsters of the Outer Boundary were the altered creatures of time that had been ’abandoned’ each time Urbansus was revised. In other words, the more Urbansus was revised, the stronger the Outer Boundary became.

This immediately leads to the encroachment of the Outer Boundary.

The cursed sun that rose over the Salt Desert was not originally kept floating to punish the Caller. Because the Caller was buried under the Salt Desert, it was unavoidable to keep it floating to prevent the aftermath of the large-scale Urbansus revision. In other words, the Lighthouse Keeper was saying that he had to stop the Outer Boundary, but in fact, he was further strengthening the Outer Boundary. But Urbansus revision was their most powerful weapon, so they couldn’t even stop.

"It was necessary to warn the other gods as well. And what the Caller tried to do was unforgivable." The Lighthouse Keeper growled angrily.

"The Caller was trying to bring back the Age of Turbulence of the God of Myriad. If you’ve seen the records, you’ll know how hellish that era was for humans."

"If you walk around the back alleys of this city a bit, you won’t be able to tell the difference." The White Owl’s tone and actions were uninhibited even though the gap with the Lighthouse Keeper was clear. Her unceremonious attitude applied not only to humans but also to angels older than herself.

Nevertheless, the reason why the Lighthouse Keeper didn’t care about the White Owl’s attitude was simple. The White Owl was the most capable ’Urbansus reviser’.

"Social inequality is a human problem. Let the humans solve it. More than that, let’s talk about how to bring Beshek in as a god. How can he become a god who desperately protects humanity from the Outer Boundary? How can he become the ninth fence of the Millennium Kingdom?"

At the Lighthouse Keeper’s words, the White Owl’s face turned cold.