Chapter 179
"In this, My Lord Shaer, I went back to check, and indeed, this matter is recorded in the book."
Tara handed a letter towards Shaer and continued, "I’m sorry, but I couldn’t bring the book out... However, I’ve noted down everything that needed to be recorded."
"This is a compiled translation of the ancient era, containing many accounts related to the Mother Gods and the Church. The authors were mostly priests or extraordinary beings from that time."
Shaer opened the envelope and unfolded the paper, revealing information marked in red.
【"The Era of Divine Arrival"】
【183-7-13】
【...】
【This object is cursed; those not destined to touch it will surely bring disaster upon themselves. Those who survive the calamities, if they do not adhere to the rules, will die from inexplicable events, with none surviving.】
【It is not a divine artifact and should be sealed.】
【...】
There were many gaps in the text, and in context, it resembled a dark version of the "Peach Blossom Spring," where a group of missionaries stumbled upon this "sealed object" in a hidden vault.
Yet, all who came into contact with it perished from mysterious disasters. Even those who managed to decipher the patterns and survive ultimately fell victim to inexplicable natural and man-made calamities.
The entire text primarily described the terror of this sealed object, which indeed bore a striking resemblance to Shaer’s own experiences.
Destined ones...
Now, whenever Shaer saw the term "destined," she automatically associated it with the system.
Were the three of them holding a disassembled sealed object?
Or was it a sealed object that had set its sights on the "parts" in their hands?
At least now, Shaer could be ninety percent sure that this matter had nothing to do with humans.
This was a sealed object that had existed since the ancient era.
**Chapter 115: Holy War, the Saintess and the Holy Grail.**
"I see... Is it Luci Xiluofa and Obo Desadius?"
Tara lowered her head in thought, then looked up at Shaer and asked, "My Lord Shaer, is there anything you need me to do?"
Looking at Tara before her, Shaer decided to proceed with the plan they had discussed earlier.
"Go bring back Luci's body."
Shaer stated.
"Understood."
Tara seemed unfazed by the difficulty, immediately agreeing, "Both sealed objects are currently with Obo. Should I bring all the servants back for you?"
Bring them all back?
Obo was a third-tier being.
Last time during the simulation, a single lightning bolt had turned Tara into dust, while Obo could withstand several strikes in succession... How could Tara be so confident in saying that?
"Can you do it?"
Shaer asked in a calm tone, revealing little emotion.
"I guarantee the task will be completed, My Lord Shaer."
Tara bowed deeply and said, "It is my honor."
"Alright, act within your means."
Shaer nodded.
"If you get the sealed objects, hide them well; don’t bring them directly to me."
If Tara could indeed handle everything, it would save Shaer a lot of time, but she had to be prepared in advance.
What if the three sealed objects were placed together and unleashed the same disaster as before... Shaer did not want to experience the feeling of being crushed by a meteor again.
"Yes."
Tara stood up, her figure beginning to flicker and fade, but at the last moment, she solidified and quietly asked, "My Lord Shaer, I cannot fathom your supreme will. Could you perhaps guide your foolish servant through this confusion..."
"Are you asking if the body is for the 'Coroner's' resurrection ritual?"
Tara did not look up at Shaer, merely bowing her head in humble respect, which prevented Shaer from seeing her expression.
Tara speculated this because Shaer had previously asked her about a high-success-rate resurrection ritual for the "Coroner," and now Shaer needed a body.
This forced Tara to connect the two matters.
Tara's question prompted Shaer to pull up the system panel.
She thought Tara had finally figured something out, like realizing Shaer was just an imposter.
Moreover, as a "missionary," Tara possessed an unshakable lie detection ability, making it difficult for Shaer to brush off the inquiry.
If Tara truly sensed something, Shaer would not hesitate to strike first, using [Deadly Blood Roland] to eliminate her.
"Yes."
Shaer replied calmly, but her right hand had already formed a gun-holding gesture.
"I understand now..."
Tara's figure gradually twisted and vanished, replaced by a pure white shadow, which also dissipated moments later.
Just like that, she left?
Shaer paused for half a minute, and only after confirming that Tara had truly gone did she shake her head.
She had thought that contacting Tara would trigger misfortune... It seemed that misfortune had not arrived immediately but was waiting for her at some point in the future.
She wondered if her previous contact with Obo counted as interacting with the extraordinary... If so, she had just stacked another layer of misfortune from encountering a third-tier being.
Shaer was slightly puzzled; didn’t Tara regard her as the Mother God of the Holy Arrival Church?
Why was she digesting other potions, and Tara showed no reaction?
Forget it; rather than worrying about Tara, it was better to think about how to navigate the potential misfortune that might arise soon.
Just as Shaer planned to distance herself from the Bell Tower district to avoid being suddenly killed by an explosion from some factory, a knock echoed from downstairs.
Knock, knock, knock—
Who is it?
Shaer glanced towards the door, her brow furrowing.
She remembered that after continuously interacting with third-tier and other extraordinary beings, the ensuing misfortune was...
...
Light rain pattered on the cobblestone ground of the Bell Tower district.
A petite figure dashed across the muddy, foul-smelling black gravel, completely unconcerned that the splashing mud was staining her white socks.
Soon, she ran out of the Bell Tower district and arrived at the gem processing factory in the adjoining Gem District.
Here, her pace gradually slowed, and she quickly turned into a dark alley.
She navigated swiftly through the alley until she passed a wooden door, her figure gradually becoming ethereal and disappearing, leaving behind a white shadow.
Inside the building, Tara's form solidified, and beside her knelt a dozen individuals dressed in various elaborate outfits.
From merchants to nobles, their attire revealed that these men and women were of no ordinary status.
"Your Excellency, the Archbishop."
"Your Excellency, the Archbishop."
"Your Excellency."
They spoke almost in unison, bowing their heads towards Tara, expressing their respect.
"I have work to do."
Tara's face was devoid of emotion; after scanning the others with a glance, she said, "I hope you won’t disappoint me..."
This time, upon returning to the monastery, Tara had not only brought back the ancient texts she had copied but also all her trusted confidants.
These were bishops and high priests scattered across different regions, all of whom had rushed to the Bell Tower district at Tara's summons.
This force was enough to flatten all extraordinary powers in Berun City, representing nearly all the strength Tara could mobilize.
This was also why she had the confidence to claim she could accomplish more tasks for the Mother God.
"Your Excellency, the Archbishop... may I ask what exactly has happened?"
Some had been waiting here for a day, while others had just arrived a couple of hours ago, all of them bewildered until a woman in noble attire spoke up.
"Ha..."
Tara smiled faintly, her lips curling.
The Mother God was concealing herself, hidden in plain sight; she would not reveal any information, not even to her closest confidants.
The Saintess was protected by divine servants, and she, too, must become the strongest shield and sword for the Mother God, clearing all obstacles in the path of the divine.
From the response the Mother God had just given, Tara understood everything.
As the first to awaken and descend to the mortal realm in a human form, the Mother God had not allowed that earthly body to follow its own path but had taken another route...
This was about reclaiming the authority of other deities... No, not stealing.
It was about taking back!
All power rightfully belonged to the supreme Mother God.
This was a new Holy War.
This was yet another Holy War following the ancient era, and this time, the Holy Arrival Church, having awakened the goddess first, held an absolute advantage.
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