"Arka, the main reason we're meeting you this time is to discuss a plan.
A very, very important plan," the Reverend Mother said, looking at Arka.
Arka nodded solemnly, and even the other gods beside him grew serious.
"You have obtained the source of the attribute of stealing, possessing the ultimate thieving divinity. Furthermore, your other divine essences can create the perfect space and extension for your thieving.
Have you considered your path to godhood?"
The Reverend Mother asked, looking at Arka.
Arka shook his head. "I've only just obtained this thieving divinity, and I haven't even fully mastered it yet. The path to godhood seems a bit far away for me."
The path to godhood is the process of mastering the divinity, but it's more than just mastering it. The first half is mastering the divinity, and the second half is integrating the divinity, transforming it into authority that belongs solely to you.
Each person possesses a different arrangement and combination of divine powers, and thus possesses a different authority.
For you never know in what bizarre combinations divine powers might combine.
At this point, Mother suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Would you like to hear a brief account of our experiences?"
Alka nodded.
Since the Four Gods were willing to tell their story in person, he was naturally willing to listen, and he was quite interested.
"Long before the Golden Age, because our actions angered the world, the Mother World withdrew our power, granted us the ability to protect ourselves, and cast us all back into mortal form.
We were able to reclaim our original divinity from the earth.
In the process of reclaiming our divinity, we listened to our own bodies and minds, discovered our true nature, and understood our vocation.
We understood why we were children of the world and what we should do for it.
We no longer simply lived as we had before, recklessly destroying the world. We began to move, to advance."
"But the Calamity of the Ten Thousand Gods also left behind hidden dangers, and these are naturally the ones you know about.
My younger brother was one of them. Actually, it was he and I who helped him obtain the divinity you stole.
But it was clear that this divinity wasn't suitable for him, and it has remained with him ever since."
As the Mother spoke, she suddenly smiled. Then she continued, "Later, we parted ways and fought each other. Because of their despicable behavior, we ultimately lost, and Mother willingly accepted death.
She was heartbroken by her children's betrayal, yet comforted by their protection.
Some gods who had once stood with us also seemed to understand that after the world's destruction, they would each drift apart, just as birds eventually fly alone."
At this moment, the Mother spoke solemnly, "But we are different. We not only heard Mother's anguished voice after the destruction, but we also heard the mournful prayers of her believers within those fragments.
We regained our spirits. We began collecting and piecing together pieces in an attempt to repair the world. The process was long and agonizing, and we experienced much and lost much.
Until only the four of us remained.
"Until we had completely pieced the world together, until the power of the Sea God and I reached its peak.
Finally, we had the confidence to announce our return."
"But we knew the world wasn't so easy to repair; we had no experience.
So I began to comprehend it myself, to construct a new authority: prescience or revelation."
Hearing this, Alka nodded. He knew what it was.
"From then on, I continued to build this new authority. It gave me many revelations, some useful, some not.
I gradually discovered a pattern, realizing that one revelation was causing the world I could control to move in a certain direction.
This might help me."
"Until I inherited your soul from Mother, you also gave me a revelation.
You seemed like an opportunity, but only an opportunity.
I've seen countless opportunities, and I've had countless opportunities, but opportunities are just opportunities.
So I allowed you to grow freely, providing only the most basic protection, allowing you to sail freely and explore the world.
Until another revelation appeared to you, when you first immersed yourself in the ocean of sorrow.
The revelation was no longer an opportunity, but a possibility.
"The third revelation came when you fully mastered all but the crown-level treasures. This revelation revealed that there was a missing piece of your potential, because the crown-level treasure that might be suitable for you is not within your mother's body."
Alka understood; it must be about stealing.
He himself had noticed with his own eyes that the crown-level divinity suitable for him at that time was all within the world. If it weren't for the theft, there would have been a missing one.
The theft at that time must have still been within the Newborn God, who is long gone.
In other words, the Mother Mother hoped for the perfect choice.
"I received many revelations, including the arrival of those betrayers, so I reconnected with my brother.
I know his pride, and he still owes Mother a debt. Even though he's incredibly proud, he understands it.
His pride compels him to repay his debt to Mother, and so he came."
Hearing this, Alka couldn't help but ask, "So, this crown-level treasure is essentially what you gave me?"
The Virgin Mary looked at him, then suddenly smiled and shook her head. "No, you did it yourself. I simply offered a possibility, because I allowed him to return.
But I can't control him, and he's completely disdainful of seeing his sister. A revelation is just a revelation.
You defeated him with your own abilities and obtained a treasure that could have been meant for you."
Hearing this, Alka couldn't help but ask, "What about my stranger friend?"
He was referring, of course, to the strange man who had brought them a possible solution to repairing the world.
"As for him, I didn't see his revelation because I can't see it. After all, he exists on equal terms with me.
As I said before, he truly came to you on his own, completely unexpectedly. Isn't that the opportunity and possibility you bring?"
Although the Virgin Mary's words were vague and mystical, Alka probably understood.
After all, revelations and prophecies are probably just that kind of thing.
The foresight he saw into the future was merely a possibility.
It was similar to making a predictive judgment based on invisible traces and information.
You can use it as a reference, but you can't take it as the standard.
"And when you gather all the treasures, your possibility becomes a achievable end.
The rift in the abyss, the greatest wound in Mother's body, is not so easily healed.
Various external limitations prevent us from personally repairing that wound from within.
But you can. You now possess sufficient power."
At this point, the wise man spoke in a calm, slightly aged voice: "So, based on your abilities and the current situation, we have made a complete foresight, and a possibility based on what is possible.
Through this refinement and covert collection, we have arrived at a plan."
"Although we cannot repair the world once and for all, It could heal the scars that had afflicted Mother, allowing her to regain consciousness.
At the very least, it could mitigate the self-destructive tendencies within her consciousness. The current situation, coupled with the time and energy she had invested, had also allowed her to make some changes.
After Mother regained consciousness, restoring the world became much easier.
The Virgin Mary also spoke nearby: "I have seen numerous revelations in this opportunity, and the chances of success are high. However, I cannot discern the deeper revelations.
But this is undoubtedly a truly rare opportunity, and we can only assist from the sidelines.
And you are the primary implementer."
Hearing this, Alka understood.
Clearly, he was being asked to lead a task the gods could not complete, with the gods providing complete assistance from the outside. This task could potentially bring them a significant advantage, even awakening the world's consciousness from its slumber.
Because this task could clearly heal the largest and widest wound.
This wound had always been the most painful and intractable.
And the damned Devouring Mouth had blasted it open even wider, deepening the wound and even contaminating it with viruses and rotting flesh.
If it weren't for this thing, perhaps the consciousness of the world from millennia ago might have reawakened.
And it's hard to argue that the gods weren't instrumental in this.
After all, why, at that crucial juncture, did this demon, once dead, its spirit only a remnant, awaken again?
The awakening was so coincidental, and the location so precise.
And this demon had once been slain by the treacherous gods.
The Four Gods suspected the God of War's despicable men were behind this.
"This mission must be kept extremely secret. Tell no one."
"Wouldn't it be possible to mention them in Sofia's story?" Alka asked.
The Virgin shook her head.
"Some things, spoken, must be known."
"That means giving them a hint, letting them guess, letting them harbor hope, not despairing too much. But not letting them get a definitive answer."
The Mother nodded; that was exactly what she meant.
"So, what's the plan?"
The Four Gods then began to explain to Alka the plan he needed to carry out.
The initial version of the plan was for Alka to conceal himself.
In a near-fatal state, using his authority, combined with the world authority granted to him by the Mother and the others, he would carry out a massive theft of the entire world's scar.
The Four Gods weren't permanent; they merely guarded the outside world from the sky. They had always been dedicated to studying world authority, world repair, and those damned demons.
Simply put, the plan was to slowly, like a sacrifice, gradually and instantly steal the chaos from the entire world's scar.
Then, taking advantage of this opportunity, the Four Gods would lead their church forces in a counterattack, pushing the demons back.
Even if there were many demons at this time, their strength would be greatly reduced, and even a 50% reduction would be due to luck.
This was the initial strategy.
The focus was on Alka himself and the Trial Tower he had already collected.
But as Alka became more proficient in his abilities and later conducted research on the World Scars,
and the research records on World Scars, authority, and demons given to him by the Four Gods,
He seemed to discover more about his own abilities.
After all, he was the one who controlled the divine power of theft. The Four Gods, combined with Alka's own hidden authority, made it difficult for others to understand the true extent of Alka's abilities.
The Four Gods' plan was based on a sample of the theft authority they had once known about during the Golden Age.
It had not yet reached the level of authority.
His boldness grew.
He held further discussions with the Four Gods, refining his plan in a more covert manner.
After repeated discussions and refinements, and after Alka finally mastered and fused his abilities into authority, the final plan took shape.
Alka died.
He transformed into a kind of spiritual light that merged into the air.
Each of these scattered souls possessed the power to steal, protected by the authority of the world and the Four Gods.
At the moment of his death, he would steal a certain element from the air, replacing it with fragments of his own soul and body.
Add to this his hidden authority, even the Abyss would remain undetected.
Because the Abyss was invading this world, he needed to merge with it in order to devour it in its final moments.
This was the mechanism of a demonic invasion; he would naturally be affected by the authority of the world and its hidden abilities. If he were outside of this world, it would certainly not work.
This performance seemed as if he had merely suppressed the chaos of the entire environment with his own sacrifice. In reality, this was not the case.
He was using this subtle and silent method to integrate his rules into every demon. He primarily integrated those with powerful strength.
However, these demons were powerful, and being close to the gods would easily reveal their flaws.
Therefore, he needed to invade with subtlety.
This was a slow, ten-year process of theft.
Furthermore, as these demons spent increasingly longer periods of time in this world, they gradually began to overlap with this chaotic world.
The world authority granted by the Virgin Mary, combined with Alka's own identity and ability to utilize it, allowed him to slowly integrate into the world in this form and with his own abilities.
This process stemmed from Alka's previous success in research on stealing the demonic divine nature.
This plan had another upgrade.
That is to steal the divinity of these demons and integrate it into the world, repairing its flaws.
This might make it easier to repair the world's cracks and strengthen its consciousness enough for awakening.
However, at the moment when the final web was about to be woven, Alka hadn't yet fully completed his research, but he had provided a route.
The focus of the research fell on Shadow Robe.
As long as the research followed the route normally, there shouldn't be any problems.
So, the success of the upgraded version would only be known after Alka himself awakened.
And this time, there was an unexpected surprise.
It came from those damned evil gods participating in the process of setting a trap for Alka alongside the demons.
This allowed the special element Alka had dispersed to also disperse and integrate into the bodies of those gods.
Because they were setting the trap for Alka at that time, they had no choice but to allow some of their own people to invade this world.
The Virgin Mary and her companions only put up a superficial resistance.
To make the play more realistic, they even provoked some of the Outer Gods who were already eyeing their world with covetous intent.
After careful planning, this unexpected surprise was also a success.
Now, naturally, the time had come to implement the final step of the plan.
Alka took a deep breath.
Unexpectedly, Salenster said from the front: "The aura of the abyss has permeated, and order is no longer able to resist.
Accept your inevitable death, no matter what. This vast wall will be your final grave."
Alka looked at him and suddenly smiled.
"I've sacrificed so much, even truly
You're truly committing death to your own soul. Do you think I'm doing this to hold down this wall?
No."
"What I want is to destroy the passage to the abyss once and for all. I want you to pay the price for your millennia of invading the world.
I will keep you in this world forever, as the first gift and sacrifice for its awakening. "
Alka's final words echoed across the scar of the world, reaching everyone's ears.
As the words fell, Alka suddenly raised his hands.
With a violent tug, he pulled.
Every demon felt it.
All high-ranking demons and above felt it.
The part of their being from the Abyss was being stripped away.
Their bodies, their souls, were being fixed to this world.
Their original bond with the Abyss was being stolen.
That would be the primary link that would allow them to return to the Abyss upon their final death.
And now, this guarantee had been silently taken away.
"Do you feel it? Now, you only have one life left."
"It's not over yet." "
Without waiting for the demons to speak,
Arka's figure instantly vanished from the spot.
One of the eight demon lords in front suddenly widened his eyes.
He was the weakest.
Or perhaps it could be said that he was the weakest mentally; recklessness and violence were his hallmarks.
He was the only one of the eight demon lords who was truly brainless.
This demon was a full seven or eight meters tall.
The violent figure hadn't even had time to demonstrate its power to humans.
Alka had already pierced his chest with his hand.
The demon couldn't even move.
This was because the demon was the perfect target for Alka's aimless fragmentation. He was naturally controlled by Alka.
The fragments of Alka were almost instinctively and unconsciously eroding him, stealing control of his body. Alka beckoned with a finger.
He flew uncontrollably towards Alka.
"Kval? Kval?" However, there was no response.
The demon came directly in front of Alka. Alka reached out and poured directly into his body.
Then he fiercely snatched out an object. It was a... A red crystal with a strange color. Crown-level divine essence.
"You're crazy! "Salenst's eyes widened as he shouted at Alka.
Falor was equally shocked.
He vaguely understood why the Abyss wanted this human dead.
The Demon Lord, upon witnessing this, instantly vanished from his position and reappeared among the demon hordes behind.
The rage of the Abyss surged with its aura.
The demons instinctively charged forward.
Watching the incoming demonic horde,
Alka laughed, clutching the crown-level divine essence he had just snatched.
He was about to begin his final pre-battle speech.