Yes, why did Sincaro trust only them, allowing them to enter this private space and also granting them permission to peruse these books?
Each book is a memory of Sincaro’s. He has lived for so long that his understanding and memories of this world are enough to fill an entire library.
Ethan thought that Lindong raised a very good question, and the Master of Demons, Sincaro, had suddenly become in his mind the most terrifying of the Old Gods. The vibrating books and those densely packed words with the same meaning brought him psychological trauma, leaving him unsure if he should open any other books.
These books contain incredible secrets.
Ethan felt that he was too young, and that his knowledge was still too limited.
He had thought that the reason Sincaro did so many detestable things was that He held more grudges than the other Old Gods and couldn’t swallow His anger. Or maybe He simply had an antisocial personality, enjoying disgusting others and not even sparing His own kind. But now it seemed the truth was much heavier.
What on earth are these Old Gods?
Although the two of them looked at each other without answering this question, they both already had an answer in their hearts.
"I think He must have seen you as a substitute."
Ethan’s theory of surrogate literature was still gaining traction, and compared to Old An and Old Ba, Sincaro was clearly far more abnormal. Lindong found it hard to imagine precisely what entanglements He had with the ancestors, that even thousands of years after their souls dissipated, He was still obsessed with finding every possible way to return to this plane.
She stole a glance at Ethan, and a unique thought suddenly appeared in her mind.
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This thought gave Lindong a sudden jolt.
she is actually quite a heavy person, just like Sincaro?
But clearly, the premise of this thought was not valid; Ethan would neither die nor disappear, unless...
A scene suddenly flickered before Lindong’s eyes, a fleeting glimpse that conveyed enough information.
She seemed to see Ethan with his back to her, walking through a pitch-black door.
She did not know where this door was leading to, nor why it existed. After the door closed, the chaotic plane finally returned to normal.
She should have felt relieved, but in truth, the opposite was true.
Clearly, this memory did not belong to her, and Ethan would never leave without saying goodbye.
Just consider it a nightmare.
"Don’t you think so, Ethan?"
Lindong looked up and asked.
Ethan was puzzled; he noticed Lindong’s changeable expression, and her speech had become incoherent.
"I mean, how should this condition be treated?"
Lindong corrected herself, feeling that this condition was closely related to herself and curious about the solution Ethan might propose. So far, Ethan, as a psychologist of the Old Gods, had done his job well. Old An and Old Ba had both given his treatment a five-star rating.
"This is very tricky."
Undoubtedly, Sincaro was the most troublesome case he had ever encountered. His desires fundamentally differed from those of Old An and Old Ba. The latter’s demands were straightforward: one was a travel enthusiast, the other an avant-garde artist. However, as far as he could tell, Sincaro was likely a mad scientist.
He would use any means to achieve his goals, framing his kind, conducting experiments on humans and souls, just to reach the forbidden resurrection technique.
Ethan could not fulfill Sincaro’s wish.
There is no resurrection technique in this world; even if he elevates the elements to become an incredibly powerful Elemental Shaper, he could not bring someone back to life.
The clown performer Mr. Luoxang in Ximu Town and his daughter.
In this era, such messed-up things happened every day, and Ethan later consulted the Holy Scriptures of the church, but even the Goddess of Life could not create such a miracle.
Only Kadela’s research touched upon this forbidden knowledge. But it was evident that the solutions he mentioned in his "paper" were not perfect. After inheriting the counterfeit Kadela’s soul, Rowena also gained information about the "Descending" ritual.
The procedure to preserve a soul was extremely complex. They needed to prepare while the body was still alive, set up an array to separate the soul, and let the recipient undergo a retreat for several months to adapt to the feeling of the soul leaving the body. Then came the container; Kadela discovered a material that could contain souls, creating a jar-shaped vessel.
In Rowena’s view, eternal life was not a blessing but a curse.
This complex procedure reminded Ethan of Voldemort’s Soul Artifacts, which had strong side effects. Without the physical body, the soul, being human desire, would disappear. Over a long period, they would become mere observers of the world.
For this reason, the Divine Attendants must bear some sort of mission, giving them hope; otherwise, even a Saint would lose their way during this long process.
The real Kadela could not complete this research before his fall, but a great mage from a mage’s tower believed he inherited all from the God of Trickery, allowing the "Descending" ritual to be realized on him.
"The essence of the ’Descending’ ritual is preservation, not resurrection."
Ethan pointed out the problem.
Besides, without confirming the true nature of the ancestors, he did not intend to make such a risky move.