In the silence, the holy city burned with fire.
Although the demon is gone, the chaos continues.
But across the store door, the turmoil and changes seemed to have disappeared.
It's like gazing at the world in the painting through an oil painting. The waves seem to be surging into the sky, but they are so far away from me.
The noise and screams in the distance highlight the silence and tranquility in the store. All disasters and misfortunes are far away from here. Only the warm fire is burning, making people drowsy.
But in front of the huge display window, there is still a lonely shadow standing.
The white-haired girl raised her head, silently and intently looking up at the sky. Staring at the white moon slowly dissipating in the sky, and the majestic and god-like figure set off by the holy emblem.
In the sky, Monty's projection was burned away, and the scorching sun dissipated its brilliance and returned to the moon. The silence and softness of the moonlight were restored, and the moonlight flowed like water.
She seemed to be relieved, and a smile appeared on her pursed lips. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the window, as if he could touch the figure so far away from him.
In the reflection of the moonlight, those eyes were satisfied and relieved.
"The moonlight is so beautiful."
She whispered softly.
"Bai Xi, you are focusing on the wrong point."
On the sofa, Hermes waved his hand lazily: "The core of the fight here is, make no mistake. Really, at such a young age, I can't take my eyes away when I see my cousin. In two years, won't I be... Is this guy going to die? You don’t want to make any tricks like not marrying him unless you have him. If the student is so disrespectful, the master will lose his face."
What answered him was the antique that popped out of the window.
Hermes smiled proudly, tilted his head, and let the candlestick worth ten thousand gold pass by his ear, nailed to the counter, and buzzed.
And with his wave, the scene in front of the window suddenly changed.
Through the sky, the display window penetrated the layers of barriers, penetrated deep into the core of the etheric world, and spied on the two behemoths fighting endlessly, and also saw the countless turbulent changes in music theory.
It's like being in a special box at the theater, condescending, taking in all the changes.
"It's so gratifying and gratifying to finally have another fight after so many years."
Hermes shouted lazily: "Bai Xi, go quickly and take down the bottle of Pilgrim from my wine rack. Let's open some good wine to celebrate them."
Bai Xi didn't move, just stood in front of the window, looking up at the two huge and terrifying silhouettes in the sea of ether in astonishment.
After a long time, she frowned:
"Is God... this kind of thing?"
"Why not?"
Hermes asked back, laughing strangely, "Do you usually think of gods as little flying men who shoot lightning in the sky? Well, you must have a halo above your head or behind your back. Maybe even more. With two big wings... This setting was quite popular during the Renaissance a hundred years ago. Well, after all, I started the trend. Everyone who painted murals at that time copied my setting. I really miss it. "
After sighing for a long time, he shrugged and said regretfully: "What a pity, Bai Xi, I drew it randomly to defraud money... How can gods be like humans? They are different from humans. Even the shapes, properties, and levels of the three of them are completely different. The relationship between them is not the opposition imagined by humans. From another perspective, it may be said that... it is 'cause' and 'effect'."
"oh."
Bai Xi responded disinterestedly, causing Hermes to be choked up when he was ready to talk. After he awkwardly sipped half a glass of red wine, he sighed and said:
"...Bai Xi, as a student and disciple, you should show your full curiosity at this time."
"oh."
Bai Xi glanced at him: "If you have something to say, tell me quickly and don't bother me."
"All right."
Hermes scratched his head. It was not easy for Bai Xi to do this. The overwhelming desire to express and explain took over in his body, overwhelming the desire for the majesty of the teacher's way. When he opened his mouth to explain, he suddenly became elated.
"We'll leave out the details, and then we'll bring up a bunch of nonsense from the past..."
Bai Xi interrupted him, "Keep it simple."
"...You really want to see your cheap cousin as soon as possible?"
Before Hermes finished speaking, he saw Bai Xi picking up the thing next to him, and quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Wait, I'm going to be brief, don't throw away that! That is the skull of the first generation of the Blue King! The whole world Such a one! I expected to sell it to support myself in retirement!"
"Then tell me quickly..."
"Alright alright."
Hermes shook his head and sighed:
"Humanity has indeed found the sacred cauldron leading to the Great Source and created gods. But the specific process is not like what is said in the holy scriptures, where humans and gods make a covenant with a rainbow on the cliff... but more like alchemy. Technique... Anyway, I taught you this technique back then."
"In short, human beings created a vector in the chaos of the great source through the sacred cauldron. So, the pure ones ascended, and the turbid ones descended. The ascenders were shaped into gods, but gods were incomplete because they did not even have their own consciousness. , or in other words, human beings deliberately stripped away its consciousness.”
"deliberately?"
"Yes, on purpose."
A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Hermes' lips: "After all, who would want to have something high above his head, dictating to himself? It can be said that in the Great Source, the position of God is just a vacant position. The throne. Although it exists, it has no meaning. Therefore, it is appropriate to call it the sacred cauldron. Anyway, its interior is empty. The descending turbid ones gather together and become the "hundred-eyed one" ', compared to the sacred cauldron, the place where all the evil in the world gathers, and even the existence of the self creates the goal to pursue, which is exposed to the outside, it is the cruel god raging in the dark world."
He paused for a moment, his gaze involuntarily cast deeper into the etheric realm.
"And the dividing line between the clear and the turbid is the Silent Moon."
"Among the three pillar gods, he is completely different from the other two. Although it is called a natural disaster, it does not have an entity, and it cannot even be called 'independent'. It is just a benchmark that relies on the two to exist.
A 'boundary' that cannot be crossed.
You can think of it as a kind of music theory rule that is beyond the scope of human understanding. It is a measurement standard born from the existence of the sacred cauldron and the Hundred-Eyed One, maintaining an absolute balance of scales.
The Hundred-Eyed One wants to merge with God and return the great source to chaos. Unfortunately, it and God are two extremes. They are incompatible with each other. If they want to merge with each other, they will destroy the ethereal world, the etheric sea and the material world. The balance will completely destroy everything.
Even Dayuan found it difficult to experience such a huge impact.
This is why the Silent Moon was born. It can be said that it is the existence closest to the essence of the Great Source among the three pillar gods, and it is the 'boundary' created by the Great Source himself.
It is the balance valve that limits the fight between the Holy Cauldron and the Hundred-Eyed One. It only appears once, and that is when the fight between the Hundred-Eyed Cauldron and the Holy Cauldron reaches a life-and-death battle that even makes Dayuan move.
At that time, everyone saw that the pure white moon and the blue moon above the sky overlapped each other, and the Silent Moon descended.
As a result, the cold erasure and reconstruction began, and everything involved, whether they were humans, demons, or even natural disasters, were completely erased.
Until there is balance again in the Great Source.
It is a limit that cannot be crossed, the guardian of the scale itself. Therefore, humans use the phenomenon of 'Silent Moon' to describe it. "
"It is precisely because of its existence that the Hundred-Eyed One will abandon the near and seek the far away, and will not hesitate to enter the material world and pay a huge price in order to bypass the obstruction of the Silent Moon. He chooses to start with the Sacred Cauldron to return himself to integrity... It is a pity. , it was a bad year, and it offended me. Otherwise, why would I have plunged into this big hole? Sometimes, human beings are very scary things."
In the long silence, Bai Xi tilted her head and looked at him.
"Finished?"
"It's over." Hermes nodded.
"Why is part of it missing?"
Bai Xi frowned, "Where did the consciousness that was stripped away from the sacred cauldron go?"
"Who knows."
Hermes spread his hands and smiled meaningfully. Lying on the sofa and choosing a comfortable position, he lowered his eyes and sighed softly:
"Perhaps, it is still floating in the Great Source..."
…
…
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes from the central agency, ecstatic.
"finally… "
He looked towards the deepest part of the Holy City:
"-Got you!"