Chapter 1891: 527 Measurement Ruler_2
Chapter 1891: 527 Measurement Ruler_2
Adhering to inherent principles was actually the shortcut that professionals seeking to become legendary had summarized.
It was taught to the majority who found the Legendary Path challenging.
However, for someone like Matthew, who was already ingrained in the legendary relationships, there was no need to rigidly stick to a particular Legendary Path.
“After all, slaughter or ending chaos is merely a tool within my Legendary Path.”
“There’s no need to be too obsessive, to delve too deep.”
“Of course, the main reason is that there are more important tasks to accomplish.”
Matthew’s mind was clear.
He chose to refuse at that moment.
Just as he made his decision, the light of the Slaughter Domain dimmed slightly, and the long-silent Temperance Sub-Domain suddenly burst into brilliance.
Following that,
Matthew saw a massive influx of elements into his domain.
This scene was not unusual.
During the active period of practicing the Legendary Path, any action taken by professionals could prompt a drastic change in elements.
Of course,
Matthew was also well aware that he was certainly the most special one.
It was almost impossible for anyone to enter and exit the domain as easily as he did.
This might be due to the power of the system.
Or it could be related to his mysterious origins.
In his thoughts,
more information surged out from the Temperance Sub-Domain.
Matthew’s eyes lit up.
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“Notification: Due to the accumulation of a large amount of elements, a new authority ‘Measurement Ruler’ is forming within your Temperance Sub-Domain!
Measurement Ruler (In Gestation): You may redefine concepts relating to ‘desire’ or ‘temperance’.
Typically,
you yourself will be regarded as the standard measure of Temperance.
Those greatly surpassing you will be deemed ‘excessive,’ ‘indulgent,’ ‘overwhelming’;
those greatly falling short of you will be deemed ‘lacking,’ ‘restrained,’ ‘insufficient.’
You can also use this authority to anchor standards and define proportions for many more domains…”
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Even while still in gestation,
Matthew was extremely delighted with the emergence of this authority.
He understood the importance of defining authority.
And the Measurement Ruler obviously could greatly assist in balancing his various domains.
This was immensely beneficial for the great harmony of Matthew’s own domain!
“Unexpectedly, the Temperance Sub-Domain silently brought me such a huge surprise…”
“I’m not in vain usually being a person of temperance.”
Amid the surprise,
Matthew found it odd.
He was currently in purgatory, yet he could comprehend the domain of Aindor?
Could purgatory, on some level, also be considered part of the material world?
This was greatly at odds with traditional views of planes held by gods and spellcasters.
Matthew kept this in mind.
Afterward, a group traveled by magic carpet towards the direction of Barthor Purgatory.
Thanks to Sandrine, the local tyrant,
they soon smoothly left the sphere of influence of Blood Sand City and arrived at a devil settlement named Chopsticks Town.
According to Sandrine’s introduction,
Chopsticks Town was even closer to purgatory than Blood Sand City.
This place essentially was the logistic line for purgatory; demons had historically only managed to attack this place two or three times, and were swiftly countered by organized devils.
According to Sandrine,
this place was a hundred times safer than Blood Sand City.
However, something bizarre happened soon.
On the very night they were staying in Chopsticks Town,
the town’s central square suddenly split open, revealing a profoundly terrifying Shadow Sect from the depth of the earth—
A host of demons surged out from the shadows.
They ferociously attacked every Infernal Creature in Chopsticks Town!
What was even more incredible to Matthew and the others,
these Shadow Attribute demons were clearly not aligned with the Giant Worm Lord.
Their method of ambush was also unheard of.
As expected,
the devils of Chopsticks Town were quickly annihilated.
Had Matthew and his party not retreated in time, they might well have been left behind by those demons!
As they continued towards Barthor Purgatory,
similar incidents occurred one after another.
Virtually whenever they stayed in a place longer than three hours,
an attack by demons would follow!
For the Devil Camp of the Blood Abyss, this was utterly inconceivable!
And those like Matthew, who were being pursued invisibly, found it even more unfathomable.
If they were being pursued by devils, it might have made sense.
After all, Matthew had once faced the Blood River Will,
but strangely, it was demons who were coming after them.
In his memory, he didn’t seem to have any deep connection with the main body of the Abyss.
Regarding this situation,
everyone was utterly puzzled.
Matthew had no choice but to keep traveling.
Finally.
After they left the lands of Blood Abyss,
the pursuit from the Abyss camp finally subsided.
But this eerie phenomenon made Matthew highly vigilant.
Two days later,
on the military supply path of Wind-Supporting Slope,
a group of people boarded a huge cargo carriage, slowly queuing to enter the checkpoint in the northern territory of Barthor Purgatory.
Inside the carriage,
Matthew frowned deeply in thought.
“Still pondering the demons’ trajectory?”
Lorraine asked,
“Could it just be an accident?”
Matthew shook his head,
“Unlikely.”
“Demons are creatures that naturally enjoy chaos, such orderly behavior must be manipulated by some entity behind the scenes.”
Camela replied,
“It might be that something on one of us is greatly interesting to the main body of the Abyss.”
“Pity we don’t have the time, otherwise grabbing a Demon Lord to question would clarify everything.”
Matthew nodded slowly.
He also suspected it related to some power within him.
It might be the scent of Chaotic Ether he had encountered, or it might relate to something behind the Door of Aether.
“Regardless, we have left the area bordering the Abyss, so we are temporarily safe.”
“Just that in the future, we’ll need to be particularly cautious when entering the Abyss.”
Lorraine placed his hands behind his head and comfortably lifted his legs, then asked Sandrine, who was sitting in the corner of the carriage,
“How long will it take to clear the checkpoint?”
“Are you sure this is a shortcut to Barthor Purgatory?”
Sandrine hastened to say,
“Yes.”
“After we pass the upcoming checkpoint, we’ll enter the domain of Phantom Baron, one of the most loyal subordinates of the Demoness of Desire, stationed on the very edge of Barthor Purgatory by the queen to coordinate the forces arranged in Blood Abyss.”
“The baron’s territory has a teleportation array that leads directly to Holy City of Barthor Tears, and if you feel the teleportation array is not discreet enough, the military supply path is also viable, which will take at most two days to reach the destination.”
Lorraine hummed in boredom.
Then he started praising Camela’s Divine Spell—
the massive carriage they were riding was conjured by Camela’s Divine Spell.
Forget ordinary devils,
even a Legendary Devil might not recognize that this was actually an illusion.
“This isn’t illusion, but has it become Creation now?”
“Ever since we entered the Purgatory, your power seems to have grown stronger, how did you achieve it?”
Lorraine curiously asked Camela.
She pondered and said,
“After entering the purgatory, I was often suppressed by the Blood River Will, and was forced to meditate on the God of the First Moon frequently.”
“Strangely enough, in Purgatory, my efficiency in meditating improved by almost hundreds to thousands of times!”
“I thus gained a continuous stream of power from the God of the First Moon.”
Lorraine and Matthew were both greatly surprised upon hearing this.
The former couldn’t help but ask,
“Are you sure the God of the First Moon really exists?”
Camela confidently said,
“Of course.”
Lorraine quickly said,
“But the rest of us, when we prayed to the God of the First Moon as you described, ended up gaining nothing.”
“We haven’t sensed even a sliver of divine power or faith.”
“Is there a possibility—”
“That the so-called God of the First Moon is actually a figment of your imagination?”
“Or perhaps, are you the God of the First Moon yourself?”
Upon hearing this,
Matthew couldn’t help but perk up his ears.
He too was curious about this topic, but due to the taboos of faith, had never directly asked Camela.
“She wouldn’t hit Lorraine for this, would she?”
Matthew thought.
The next second,
Camela somberly said,
“I have actually considered this possibility.”
“But I cannot ponder deeper into this matter, if I can’t maintain the status of the God of the First Moon in my heart, I might lose all my divine power.”
“That’s something I can’t accept.”
Lorraine asked, puzzled,
“But when such a thought arises in your mind, aren’t there already cracks in your faith?”
Camela slowly nodded,
“That’s true.”
Lorraine spread his hands,
“So how do you resolve the issue of wavering faith?”
Camela blinked,
“Have you forgotten what spell I excel the most at?”
Before Matthew and Lorraine could react,
she gently touched her bald head with her right hand, and a bright white light illuminated the carriage.
…
“Tip: Camela has used the Powerful Brainwashing Technique on herself!
Do you capture a wisp of spirituality ‘Camela’s Doubt,’ and shall you receive it?”
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