Chapter 1067
Above High Heaven
The target is not a Heavenly Envoy, nor a Pillar God.
Instead, it is to become an existence above the Pillar Gods—
“…Are you serious?”
Walking with Eivass towards the basement, Sherlock couldn’t help but lower his voice and ask, “As a priest, is it okay to say such things? Won’t… it offend some taboo?”
Ever since hearing Eivass’s words, he had been somewhat uneasy. He didn’t know what he was panicking about, but he could no longer calm down and think.
“Of course not.”
Eivass shook his head.
If it were the former Eivass, he might have humbly said something like “I don’t know why I’m saying this” or “It’s just an excuse to make them choose the good.”
But the current Eivass had finally faced his own goal.
He was not ashamed of it, nor was he afraid of it—it’s like a student with poor grades. If they said their goal was to get into Tsinghua or Peking University, they would always worry about being ridiculed. Therefore, even if they longed for such a future in their hearts, when asked, they would still have to show a shy and reserved smile and reply, “Oh, any university will do.”
It’s not that he dared not to dream.
He just didn’t dare to speak.
He had such ambitions in his heart, but he was still worried about failure. If he made a big boast in the past and couldn’t fulfill it, how shameful would that be?
—The former Eivass was like this.
When he came to this World and awakened his past life memories, he had thought about becoming a Pillar God. At that time, before going to sleep, he would hide under his blanket and seriously calculate which Pillar God could be replaced, which Heavenly Envoys he would fight against, and what hidden dangers and disasters would arise after a Pillar God was removed.
He had even thought about “What name should I use if I became a Heavenly Envoy or a Pillar God?”
He was either a transmigrator, a reborn person, or a fragment of a Heavenly Envoy—he wanted to become the top existence in this World, which was not a harsh and unreasonable thing, was it?
Another transmigrator might have already been thinking about conquering the entire World on the first day of transmigration.
But Eivass’s personality was too gentle.
If he were to become a Pillar God, it would mean that he would surely confront many Heavenly Envoys and Pillar Gods. Someone would die because of it, and someone’s interests would be harmed—every change of Pillar God was a war of annihilation at the racial level. And with a single thought of his, the future of the entire World would change, and countless people would suffer either good or bad fates.
That’s why he wanted to become a Heavenly Envoy back then.
Because if he were just a Heavenly Envoy, he wouldn’t affect anyone. He could protect the World and save others. He didn’t have any responsibilities, nor was he the “Pillar” protecting the entire World. He just needed to live his own life well… Just like the Heavenly Envoys of the Dream Realm now, find a place to be a king, establish his own rules, build his own kingdom, and protect his own believers.
Protect his own small territory, and the outside World would have nothing to do with him.
—But now, these Blood Slaves made Eivass reflect for a moment.
It’s not that he didn’t know what these Blood Slaves had suffered, but those were just textbook knowledge, summarizing their plight in a few brief lines. Those words were too light, too light, so light that they could make the paper fly if written on it.
And now, Eivass had finally witnessed everything with his own eyes. He finally fully understood what kind of blood had stained those words.
The page in his heart had been soaked in blood and could no longer fly.
What about Anxi? What about the Northern Mountain Range? What about the Trolls and Harpies besides Humans? What about the Winged Ones who were almost exterminated?
In the long river of history, how many races rose and then became extinct. In the thickness of infinite time, the despair of individuals was indeed as light as dust.
Why did the Pillar Gods turn a blind eye to this?
Previously, Eivass would use phrases like “The duty of a Pillar God is to maintain world stability” and “Pillar Gods are Spokespersons of the Origin River and cannot act arbitrarily” to persuade himself and others. But now, Eivass finally understood—fundamentally, it was because the Pillar Gods were too weak.
The gods in this World could do too little. They could create hundreds of new races, give life to works of art, see myriad future Possibilities, and reverse time… But what each Pillar God could do was too limited, and the differences between their Paths made it impossible for them to unite completely.
“Only by becoming an existence above the Pillar Gods can one obtain the Power to change everything.”
Eivass was not ashamed of such arrogant words, nor did he feel apprehensive about anything.
He slightly tilted his head to look at Sherlock and said frankly, “You actually figured this out a long time ago, didn’t you?”
“…More or less.”
Sherlock nodded slightly. “Specifically… it was when I learned that the Church of the Nine Pillars God was established even before the Birth of the Silver Crown Dragon, that I thought of this possibility.
“—The Elves and Giants are undoubtedly enemies, and many Pillar Gods dislike Supreme Heaven, so why do Elves worship the Nine Pillar Gods?”
“It’s a very simple principle,” Eivass continued. “It’s to instill a subconscious concept in people that ‘the Nine Pillar Gods are one body’.”
“But obviously, the Pillar Gods cannot be one body. Extraordinary beings in the Material Realm will oppose each other due to Path conflicts, let alone the Pillar Gods, who are pure Path beings—even if they can maintain a peaceful attitude, their views on certain matters are bound to be different. And firmly believing in the correctness of these views is the source of their own Power.”
Sherlock said softly, “Because of this, the Pillar Gods can never advance together and can only compromise relatively.”
“With the Silver Crown Dragon replacing Supreme Heaven, a new balance was achieved. But any balance is precarious… and it’s no exception now.”
“Do you want to replace Father Snake? Or Candlemaster? It’s certainly not Hengwo.”
“I told you, I want to become an existence above the Pillar Gods. To be higher than the Sky, higher than everything!”
Eivass finally, clearly, and frankly stated his goal in the Material Realm, this World where every word spoken is known: “Devotion and Transcendence… I want to walk both Paths, possess both Origin Rivers.
“—There is only one answer, I want it all!”
At this moment.
In the Dream Realm.
Hengwo, who was dancing alone, paused for a moment, then continued to dance.
The difference was that she began to focus her gaze on Eivass.
“Heh heh…”
Candlemaster, who was pacing in the forest, looked up slightly and let out a light, relieved chuckle.
“This kid…”
Hour Stone let out a sneer. “Why not later? Wouldn’t it be better if everyone went to hell together a bit later?”
In front of him was a丹炉 (dan furnace) emitting blue smoke. His sleeves were tucked into his collar, and it was impossible to tell which hand was on top at the moment.
“Finally…”
The Silver Crown Dragon let out a low hum.
His pupils, which were originally as indifferent as ice, were now faintly tinged with red. The figure of the demonic dragon, which was once active, could no longer be seen within the ice mountain beneath him.
And the girl, who had been sealed in Amber with her eyes tightly shut, finally ended her slumber.
“Teacher…”
She slowly opened her eyes.
The moment Amber opened her eyes, time in the entire Material Realm came to a complete standstill.
No person, no god—not even Pillar Gods—could maintain self-awareness within it.
And after nine seconds, she fell asleep again and slowly closed her eyes.
When Amber fell asleep, time began to flow again.
