Chapter 2163 – Sadan-Heglor
I looked up at the center of Sadan-Heglor. At first, I thought it was just a statue. It might have looked bizarre, but it couldn’t do anything to me, right?
As it turned out, I was wrong. When I looked up, I saw that the crevices of the seashell were bottomless, as if they were about to suck my soul in. As I peered closer, I saw a vast universe.
“Hiss!” My brain throbbed. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t. Just as I was about to cry out for help, a mental fluctuation rippled through my brain. My headache vanished instantly, and my gaze shifted away.
“Phew! Phew! That was… a bit too powerful. Thank you…” I panted. It was the Queen of the Insects who had helped me. If she hadn’t interrupted my thoughts with her mental shock in time, I would have been eroded.
“You’re welcome. This is part of our alliance. I will continue to shield you until you adapt,” the Queen of the Insects said.
However, when I looked up again, I saw Jayad still staring into the crevices of Sadan-Heglor. I could even see the flow and change of stars in his eyes, indicating he had looked quite deeply.
“No! Older Brother, quickly look away! This is very dangerous!” I shouted. The Queen of the Insects also exclaimed, “What are you doing? Break his connection quickly!”
“But, but…” Shaien, who was parasitizing Older Brother Jayad, said with disbelief, “But his brain hasn’t reached its limit yet, and it’s not damaged.”
“What?!” The Queen of the Insects was shocked. Someone could stare into the depths of Sadan-Heglor for so long. That was an Outer God known as the Cradle of Chaos. As the name suggested, if the shell was the cradle, then the contents were the origin of chaos.
They didn’t just carve a stone statue; they had indeed imbued it with a trace of its divine aura. To this day, no outsider dared to stare into the crevices of Sadan-Heglor’s statue for more than ten seconds. For first-time viewers, one second was usually the limit.
I had looked for about three seconds, but Older Brother Jayad had already been looking for over ten seconds! Hearing my shout, Older Brother Jayad closed his eyes, seemingly digesting the information he had received. He murmured, “Truly, so magical.”
“You… you broke free on your own?” the Shaien parasitizing Older Brother Jayad asked even more astonished. To be able to look directly at a god and then avert one’s gaze independently—was this even human?
“Young man, what did you see?” the priestess of the Sadan-Heglor temple asked. She had initially shown no interest in us, only presiding over the ritual. Seeing Jayad’s unusual performance seemed to pique her curiosity.
“I saw the birth and destruction of the universe. Countless stars began with an explosion and ended in a dream awakening,” Older Brother Jayad recalled.
“Good child, hehe, very good! I didn’t expect someone from another race to have such talent,” the old priestess laughed heartily. “Young man, would you be interested in gazing upon the Father’s eyes?”
“Absolutely not!” the Queen of the Insects immediately objected. Even within the Shaggai Insectoid race, no insect dared to look directly into Sadan-Heglor’s eyes. Letting an outsider do so would be murder.
“He is different. I have a feeling he is extraordinary, perhaps he is the one in the prophecy,” the old priestess muttered mysteriously.
“There is no harm in it,” Jayad said, opening his eyes and calmly looking at Sadan-Heglor’s eyes. Its eyes were covered by a lot of black hair, making them difficult to see clearly.
But I felt that Older Brother Jayad could see. His gaze became profound again, countless stellar trajectories and changes flashing in his eyes, even to the point of stars burning out and galaxies being destroyed. Only then did he close his eyes.
“He, he succeeded? Impossible! Why would an outsider receive the Father’s favor? He clearly doesn’t believe in the Father!” the Shaien parasitizing Older Brother Jayad shouted in disbelief, a sense of collapsing faith.
“Nothing is impossible. Don’t the Mi-Go also believe in the Father? The possibilities of life are infinite,” the High Priest smiled broadly.
“Older Brother Jayad, did you receive the favor of the Cradle of Chaos?!” I asked, not too surprised. I had seen this scene too many times. It was entirely possible for a god to inexplicably favor my older brother.
“Er, I don’t know. I didn’t receive any new divine power. I just saw many magnificent scenes,” Jayad said with some confusion.
“That’s right. We have lost the music to appease the Father. This statue only possesses its divine aura but not its power. The prophecy foretold that when an outsider came here and became the Father’s apostle, the music would return to our race!” the old priestess declared with a loud laugh.
“Ah? Did the prophecy really say that? We have indeed received news of the Cosmic Music!” the Queen of the Insects exclaimed with surprise, though it seemed even she didn’t know about such a prophecy.
“Yes, the prophecy has been fulfilled! It has truly been fulfilled! We have waited for so long!” the High Priest roared towards the sky, indicating they were indeed anxious.
“But what happens next? Should we inform other insects that the Father’s favored one has appeared?” the Queen of the Insects asked. It seemed the old priestess’s status was above hers.
“No, there’s no need. Let only those within our race know. If an outsider becomes the Father’s favored one, letting other Shaien know will inevitably cause division,” the old priestess stated.
The Queen of the Insects was stunned. I exclaimed that this old priestess was indeed cunning. If the news of Older Brother Jayad becoming Sadan-Heglor’s favored one spread, how would the Shaggai Insectoids, who all worshipped Azathoth, treat him?
Could they accept an outsider being revered as a divine envoy? Many Shaggai Insectoids would surely not accept it, but there would certainly be devout believers who would take his words as gospel. This would sow discord and division within the race, potentially leading to great disaster in the future, regardless of which side won—a outcome the old priestess wished to avoid.
“Young man, from now on, you are a guest of our race. You can enter and leave the valley and the temple freely. If there is anything unclear, you can come to me. However, I advise you not to speak of becoming the Father’s favored one, even in the outside world. The Father’s prestige is far-reaching and inspires great fear, which might also be detrimental to you.”
The old priestess spoke very shrewdly. This approach not only ensured that Jayad would not reveal his status as a divine envoy to others but also prevented him from feeling overly resistant and developing a rebellious mentality.
Older Brother Jayad was never one to publicize such things. He had been favored by many gods before but had never told anyone who he was a favored one of. Thus, he nodded decisively.
The old priestess was very pleased. After helping me with the adaptation training, we returned to the Dream World. The brief trip to Britain thus concluded.
