From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

The whole world seemed to be slowly covered by an invisible veil of gauze, falling into an unprecedented eerie silence.

The sunlight still penetrated the clouds and fell upon the land, but it had lost the warmth and vitality of days past, turning pale and indifferent.

It was as if the wind had also held its breath, no longer caressing the treetops, no longer whispering in the ear—the whole world was eerily quiet, to the extent that people could not even hear the echo of their own heartbeat.

It was a loneliness and silence magnified to the extreme.

The footprints of pedestrians on the streets had been quietly erased, leaving behind only the empty roads and closed shop doors, silently speaking of the bustle that no longer existed.

Occasionally, one or two fallen leaves would gently drift down, lying quietly on the cold ground, becoming a part of the still world.

Cyart Royal Capital.

The devotees of the Words of Tranquility were very pious.

Many followers of the Words of Tranquility gathered here, devoutly kneeling on the ground, all drawn by some mysterious force.

Their expressions were solemn, and their eyes revealed fanatical devotion and obsession; their movements were uniform, as if they had been ordered like puppet figures, all kneeling on the ground, hands clasped together, mouths slightly open, silently pleading for some unspeakable miracle.

The surrounding air was filled with a heavy and oppressing atmosphere, a mix of countless people's dreams, hopes, and fears.

In the sky.

The aura of the deceased beneath the white mask enveloped everything, and many who looked upon Him lost their lives instantly.

The Songster had no ill intentions towards the people whatsoever.

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However, the otherworldly god, even without malice, would still take away many lives and have a tremendous impact on the world.

The Tranquility Songster's shadow glanced towards the north.

The next moment, It disappeared.

Nasir City.

The Fischer family all sensed a strange anomaly; everything around them was unable to make any sound, not just that they couldn't speak, but even if a cup shattered directly on the ground, no sound would emerge.

What on earth was happening?

Everything existed within an eerily unpredictable silence.

"Everyone, hurry to the underground space of Fischer Manor."

Lilian wrote her thoughts on paper.

She urged everyone to come to the underground space of Fischer Manor, to kneel together, silently praying to the great Lord of the Lost.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

People quickly arrived at the underground place of worship.

Byrne looked very grave.

Even he, facing the current situation, had no idea what to do.

Although it was unclear what had occurred, a presence causing such a vast impact was probably not something they could combat; to Byrne's understanding, only the great Lord of the Lost could resolve the current state of affairs.

Even those so-called True Gods, perhaps, were no match for the otherworldly god!

Suddenly, everyone felt a terrifying aura!

They looked up in utter horror.

The immense shadow of the Evil God, like a nightmare breaking free from the abyss, instantly shifted over Nasir City, covering the sky and utterly tearing the already strange heavens apart.

The form of the Tranquility Songster was twisted and terrifying with a white mask carrying the aura of the dead, surrounded by ominous black mists, as if embodying all death in the world.

The entire city was instantly shrouded in an atmosphere so oppressing that people, looking up at the sky, saw their expressions change from initial surprise to deep fear and despair. They wanted to scream, to cry, to pray, but they could not make any sound, appearing small and helpless before the colossal Evil God.

People on the streets of Nasir City ran about in panic, trying to escape the dreadful scene, but no matter how hard they tried, they seemed unable to shake off the suffocating shadow overhead.

The buildings under the light of the Evil God looked like they were on the verge of collapse, as if they could crumble at any moment.

As time passed, the power of the Evil God's shadow seemed to grow stronger and stronger, with the whole city trembling, as if at any moment it could be devoured by this force.

The people gradually lost hope in their hearts, only fear and despair spreading.

Karl.

His invisible will gradually rose into the sky, gazing at the distant shadow of the Tranquility Songster.

That was the otherworldly god mentioned in the records.

Karl also knew much about Them; the divine beings that existed beyond the world seemed incomparable even to ordinary gods.

Could it see itself?

Suddenly, the Tranquility Songster turned to Karl, and behind the mask of white bone, there seemed to be a special look in its eyes.

It stood there quietly.

The whole world became silent.

"Tranquility Songster..."

Somehow, Karl could not sense any hostility at all, but instead, he felt a very strange, inexplicable emotion, as if the other party had the intention to help him.

"Have we met before?"

In the completely silent world,

he made a sound.

But this sound only manifested in another dimension, inaudible to mere mortals.

Karl's emotions were complex.

And for some reason, deep inside his heart, there was an inexplicably strong sense of familiarity.

What's going on?

Why do I feel...

The Songster.

It feels like we knew each other a very, very long time ago, even before this world existed...

Without any response, the Tranquility Songster itself did not make any sound.

Karl gazed at the ethereal image of the Tranquility Songster, and deep in his heart, he did not feel the hunger that was akin to craving a delicious meal when encountering other mysterious beings.

Instead, there was a feeling of encountering a kindred spirit...

The next moment, an immense spiritual power surged from the Tranquility Songster's body.

It calmly poured that vast spiritual power into Karl's soul.

And so the body of the Tranquility Songster grew fainter.

As if it could vanish at any moment.

What's happening!

Many people in Nasir City were full of shock, exchanging glances, not knowing what had happened to the otherworldly god!

Karl was continually infused with spiritual power, feeling very different deep inside.

This was an entirely different experience from all the previous times.

In the past, Karl always devoured, plundered, and absorbed the spiritual power from the outside world, but this time, the projection of the Tranquility Songster actively bestowed a significant amount of spiritual power upon him.

He could only come to a very eerie conclusion.

It... It anticipates my revival?

The immense power manifested from the projection of the Tranquility Songster gradually caused Karl to sink into stupor.

Why is it transferring power to me...

Could it be that the appearance of the Tranquility Songster's projection was not an accident, but rather a premeditated plan of some sort?

Does it know about itself in this world?

His heart began to feel heavy, as if being gently pulled down by an invisible force, making it increasingly difficult for Karl to struggle and break free each time he tried.

His thoughts also began to drift, no longer tightly clinging to the memories of past days, but softly floating with the gentle fragments of dreams in his heart.

Finally, in an inadvertent moment, he fell completely into the embrace of stupor.

All consciousness seemed to sink into a profound and tranquil ocean, everything around him becoming blurred and distant, and in his sleep, he found the long-lost peace and tranquility; all exhaustion and worry dissipated with the light caress of the dream.

Karl fell into a deep sleep, beginning to digest the large amount of spiritual power.

At the same time, the ethereal image of the Tranquility Songster also gradually began to dissipate.

Very soon.

The Sixth Seal loosened, and unlocked.