The Shepherds Are Dense – Chapter 1124

Chapter 1123
Witnessing Truth, Silent Words
“My power”?
Why did she say that spell was her power? Aren’t spells the power of the Origin River of Truth?
Sherlock froze for a moment, his thoughts tangled like a ball of yarn, plunging his brain into brief chaos.
At this moment, Arsen finally recognized her identity.
He was greatly shocked, almost horrified: “You are… Eagle Eye’s ‘Wuqun’?”
Arsen had left the Eagle Eye organization too early, and he wasn’t in the same circle within the organization, so he wasn’t too familiar with Wuqun.
Although Arsen hadn’t adapted to the Path level, he didn’t know her Path level either…
But they were active in the same city now. Just a few days ago, he had even seen the unsociable and somewhat dejected woman at a meeting.
Assassins who weren’t fanatical about the demise of the Child of the Moon were rare, which was why Arsen had paid extra attention to her. Moreover, it was “Xiaolu” who had informed Eivass of the Blood Envoy’s hiding place—he and “Wuqun” shared the same teacher, making them somewhat distant partners.
However, Arsen never expected Wuqun to appear here now.
– Was she controlled by the Blood Envoy during her deep investigation?
As Sherlock heard Arsen’s words, everything suddenly became clear–
Countless fragments of past memories flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.
Like a flame rapidly spreading on a greased rope–countless clues, countless pieces of evidence, all connected in an instant:
Eivass had told him that the culprit behind the World Destruction was the “Tenth Path,” the Void. Since there were only nine Origin Rivers, the Void Path actually had no Origin River but was a “virtual Origin River” pieced together by two Sacred Numbers that added up to ten.
When the power of two Paths achieved perfect balance and their sum equaled eleven, they reached the number of “Hope,” or rather, “Miracle”; that is, the two Paths complemented each other, thus elevating their realm.
The Void, on the other hand, did not require the balance of Paths, as it aimed to dismantle the meaning of one by another.
For instance, Devotion and Authority would nullify each other–when the authoritative ruled and controlled the devoted, both Authority and Devotion would lose their meaning, and the entire society would tend towards stagnation. The same applied to the Love of Creation and the Twilight of Errors, the Beauty of Difference and the Easier Transcendence…
If a practitioner of the Path of Wisdom sought the mystery of survival, they would realize that the truth they pursued was meaningless to the purpose of “staying alive,” mere “useless knowledge”; similarly, anyone who tried their best to stay alive, habitually evading danger, if they attempted to seek the ephemeral meaning of life, the ultimate truth… they would often fall into the trap of nihilism.
– The core of the Void Path was “meaninglessness,” “changelessness,” and “self-dissolution.”
And anyone who came into contact with the Void Path could be manipulated by that world-ender. Through words, songs, thoughts, etc., they could transmit their contaminated thoughts to others.
As long as one understood the composition of the Void element, it was a simple deduction for Sherlock that could be completed in an instant.
Extending from this, Sherlock immediately understood why this person was here–
Eagle Eye was an enemy of the Child of the Moon. It was an organization composed of lowlifes who united people through impossible noble deeds. Its organizational structure was very fragile, like a group of Avengers existing solely for revenge. Once the common enemy was gone, it would immediately collapse internally.
And according to Arsen’s account… Eagle Eye had reached this point. And she, as an Eagle Eye assassin, had sacrificed her youth, her body, and had killed countless innocents… at all costs to eliminate the Child of the Moon.
– Now, the Child of the Moon was about to be utterly destroyed. But this had nothing to do with their Eagle Eye organization.
Everything she had done had [lost its meaning].
She finally recognized the Eagle Eye organization… it was just a group of unscrupulous killers united to fight a greater evil. Eagle Eye had killed no fewer people than the Child of the Moon…
When an adapter suddenly realized one day–that they had lost sight of their original intention in their pursuit of “adaptation,” they could no longer bear it.
Everything she had done was meaningless. The overwhelming guilt crushed her conscience, and thus her Path of Adaptation, which “prayed for survival,” was contaminated and dissolved by the Path of Wisdom…
– Sherlock remembered that among the students of the Master Assassin named Honey Badger, there was a “Xiaolu” and a “Wuqun.” Coincidentally, the assassin who reported to them today was codenamed Xiaolu, and Arsen had just called her “Wuqun.” Furthermore, her clothes were not dusty… indicating she had only gone down not long ago.
She had gone to the Blood Envoy’s hiding place ahead of Eivass… what was she trying to do?
As an assassin, she couldn’t possibly not know the principle of startling the snake by beating the grass. Lacking sufficient Extraordinary Power, she couldn’t help in the fight and might even alert the Blood Envoy, only to hinder the讨伐. But as a student of a Master Assassin, she must have had an unforgettable hatred for the Child of the Moon and couldn’t wish for the Blood Envoy to survive.
So there was only one answer.
– That was she wanted to die at the hands of the Blood Envoy.
She couldn’t face the people she had killed, the blood of the innocents on her hands, yet she couldn’t let go of her hatred for the Child of the Moon. So she wanted to die at the hands of the Blood Envoy, ending her meaningless life… In this way, at least her life’s journey would be complete.
“Seeking meaning, yet losing meaning…”
Sherlock murmured.
Not long ago, he had just heard these words.
That was when they were fighting the Swan King, who almost became the Void Heavenly Envoy–
“Path” is the road a person walks in the world. It is the road beneath their feet, the road they have traveled, and the direction they are heading.
And when the Path falls into the Void’s abyss, life loses its meaning.
The overwhelming void contaminates the spirit and directly destroys a person’s personality…
– It’s [Void] again.
But if the spell was power from the Void…
At that moment, Sherlock remembered something else–
That was when Eivass and Sherlock fought the Prince of Giants.
At that time, Eivass invoked the power of the Great Philosopher and unleashed Odin’s Trial.
– That was a ritual personally designed by the Great Philosopher. Sacrificing all life and soul, dedicating the recipient to their future self; dedicating the self of this moment to the next moment… This sacrifice was based on the power of the Ring Heavenly Envoy, thus creating an infinite cycle. Until all the mysteries of the world, all knowledge and secrets were recorded in the mind.
Eivass attempted to use this method to make the soul of Giant Prince Wolfram unable to withstand the power of “Truth” and shatter completely, thus preventing him from becoming an Apostle of the Bear Heavenly Envoy.
Sherlock remembered that the Giant Prince could not withstand the “Truth” transmitted through lightning after only a very short period.
His corpse turned into an ugly, swollen mass of flesh, then collapsed and shrunk…
Thus turning into [Void].
“…Witnessing Truth, Silent Words… God…”
Sherlock murmured, his pupils trembling.
He suddenly realized… what kind of truth the Great Philosopher had seen after opening that door of truth.
Why did He suddenly turn back and destroy the Sky-Piercing Tower.
Why did He not allow a single Sky-Piercing Tower Mage to ascend to the Dream Realm.
Because the root of all runes, the source of all spells–
Spells were originally knowledge from another realm, which is why they could evoke mysterious power with strange runes and incantations! And why they seemed “out of sync” with all other powers in this world!
Because the knowledge brought by the “Whisper of the Void” was contaminating and could be transmitted to others through words, the Great Philosopher remained silent!
Except for the Great Philosopher, no other apostles of the Path of Wisdom had this problem. From this, it can be seen that the Great Philosopher alone bore the price of casting spells for all mages… which is why He was called “Great Philosopher” by the ancient mages!
The former Wing Heavenly Envoy split into Supreme Heaven and the Great Philosopher. And Power and Wisdom were complementary, and their sum was eleven. He would split into two Pillar Gods, likely due to failed fusion… And the reason for the failed fusion might be because the Path of Wisdom itself had a problem!
Then the question arises.
Sherlock remembered that before the Great Philosopher became the Great Philosopher, he was already the number one mage in the world.
– So before He bore the price of casting spells, who brought this foreign knowledge of spells into the world?
As Sherlock’s eyes flickered intensely, “Wuqun” seemed to read his mind.
She smiled appreciatively: “Thinking deeply leads to desire for knowledge, abundant knowledge leads to desire for thinking… It’s good to like thinking, it will bring you closer to the truth…”
As she spoke, Sherlock’s body instantly stiffened.
Countless knowledge flowed into his mind, and his pupils, which flashed with azure lightning, were instantly contaminated by a dense darkness, turning into a disturbing deep blue, like the depths of the ocean.
– And all of this happened in just an instant.
After Sherlock’s Chain Lightning was reflected, “Wuqun” glanced back at him and said a sentence… It was that simple.
In just one exchange, Eivass and Sherlock lost their combat ability.
Isabel immediately realized that they couldn’t delay any longer.
She immediately threw out the card in her hand, shouting loudly: “Don Quixote!”
And at that moment.
The first thing to light up was not Don Quixote’s Pure White holy light.
– But a blood-red light.
As the heart in the air behind “Wuqun” suddenly shattered, minced meat mixed with blood condensed out of thin air into a gigantic blade, instantly sweeping towards them!
The awe-inspiring Heavenly Envoy power, just at the moment of activation, made one’s muscles tremble.
But what it attacked… was not Eivass, nor Isabel, nor Don Quixote.
– But “Wuqun,” who had her back to the heart!
(End of this chapter)