Chapter 1622: Chapter 308: To Learn the Way at Dawn, to Die at Dusk
Compared to the body of the Abyssal Celestial Envoy, Aiwass now appears both divine and bizarre.
As the giant’s body gradually cooled in the mud-filled downpour, Aiwass’s skin slowly faded to a bloodless marble white. Wrapped in grey-white mud afterward, the muscles no longer appeared as menacing as they initially did, instead holding a special aesthetic reminiscent of a marble statue.
The pitch-black Sin Thorns spread and grew all over Aiwass, like scattered plant shoots sprouting from barren stone.
And the purest of Sin Thorns endlessly burrowed from the neck of the headless giant, forming a vertical ring akin to a black hole. Above this vertical ring lay a horizontal black crown—it wasn’t purely composed of Sin Thorns, but rather the “Chain of Friendship” formed the base, with Sin Thorns wrapped around it.
Above the black hole ring, two Sin Thorns spread and changed color, turning into a pair of large ivory-colored antlers.
Once the antlers fully grew, the homogeneous black hole suddenly collapsed, transforming into a chaotic ball resembling a ball of yarn.
It then melted into a black, gel-like substance akin to petroleum, forming a pitch-black deer head helmet on the outside. The helmet had no openings for the eyes, rendering it impossible to see what lay inside or whether there was an actual head.
From behind Aiwass, six enormous pure white wings also emerged.
Large swathes of white feathers scattered like falling cherry blossoms.
They were quickly entwined by rapidly growing and spreading Sin Thorns, just like wooden stakes tied with iron wire or grapevines crawling over a trellis. The black Sin Thorns gradually enveloped these wings completely, leaving only six large, tattered thorny wings resembling maple leaves.
The process of transformation was quite long.
Yet neither the Grey Celestial Marshal nor the Geometric Celestial Marshal interrupted Aiwass’s rebirth but patiently waited by the side.
A deer-headed human body, a black crown, thorny wings, like an immense marble existence—
“Rather than calling this Aiwass, it’s more of a ‘Taboo’.”
The Grey Celestial Marshal murmured: “So perfect, so beautiful… Indeed, this too is a Miracle.”
He cast admiring eyes upon Aiwass. In a sense, this form of Aiwass was precisely crafted by the Grey Celestial Marshal.
“——I am still me.”
And a somewhat peculiar voice sounded in the void.
It was Aiwass’s response, though muffled. Like speaking with one’s head buried inside a metal helmet, the sound was blurred.
From his back, those Sin Thorns continued to gush forth endlessly. The Sin Thorns transformed from the Great Abyss far surpassed those of his adoptive father. These Sin Thorns even kept generating and spreading.
“…Grey Celestial Marshal, and Geometric Celestial Marshal, huh.”
Aiwass’s voice echoed: “Thank you both for your help. I will remember you.”
“No need.”
The Grey Celestial Marshal chuckled, folding his arms, unafraid of his end: “Then let us return to the Source River… or do you need us to assist you in defeating the Red Calamity?”
“…I thought you would want to survive.”
Aiwass was somewhat surprised.
After all, the Grey Celestial Marshal indeed saved the Geometric Celestial Marshal. If the Grey Celestial Marshal did nothing, the Geometric Celestial Marshal, being a Crispy Mage, would have been taken away by the Abyssal Celestial Envoy’s final strike.
He had even prepared to defend against the Decomposition Cannon, or else he would not have unfolded the White Wings in advance.
“I just didn’t want him to die at the hands of the Great Abyss; that would make me seem a bit incompetent.”
The young girl atop the spider clasped her hands, smiling warmly: “I have to show some ability, right? Simply utilizing the properties of the Gray Hole to evade a few attacks from the Great Abyss would appear a bit mundane. I have to perform a little for the readers, or in the end, who would remember me?”
Aiwass ignored the Grey Celestial Marshal’s bizarre, half-truths.
After all, the Grey Celestial Marshal controlled the Authority of Lies. Whoever could believe the Grey Celestial Marshal would indeed have an eventful life.
However, Aiwass did understand the Grey Celestial Marshal’s message: “So what you’re implying is… now that your talent show is over, you’re planning to exit the stage, right? Or are you intending to have one more round with me?”
“Even though I’d love to say fighting one more round would make me appear somewhat tactless… unwilling to quietly exit the stage when the role ends. The Playful Sky Department would surely dislike such tactless supporting characters.”
The Grey Celestial Marshal spoke with a cheerful smile, reaching out to the Geometric Celestial Marshal beside him: “But——how can you be sure the Geometric Celestial Marshal is dead? Is it because you’ve seen it with your own eyes?
“But… why would you trust your own eyes when you don’t even believe my words?”
In the next moment, “Geometric Celestial Marshal” suddenly melted.
It turned into four-color Crystal Stone, coalescing into an odd Sword.
Rather than calling it a short sword, it’s more of a mace. From any angle, its four faces have different colors, and they constantly change with the angle.
The deer-headed giant fell silent for a moment.
He truly couldn’t distinguish whether the Geometric Celestial Marshal was dead or still alive.
“…It’s almost like magic.”
Aiwass softly sighed: “The power to alter reality…”
Just like placing crumpled paper in one’s palm, changing it back and forth a few times, and asking where the paper is.
If you choose the left hand, then it’s in the right; choose the right hand, then it’s in the left. If you simultaneously grasp both hands, in the end, it’s nowhere.