Chapter 532
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Chapter 532: His Name, Ji
The Babel Tower meeting had come to an end.
Before leaving, Maryse spent some time entangled with the profligate Bai Yan. She seemed a little scared but didn’t want to admit it.
“I’m actually not scared about the Doomsday Crisis… oh, I have a friend named Mu Ling, she’s very frightened. If we all die…”
“What about that friend you mentioned…” Bai Yan asked.
So, Bai Yan spent some more time with her.
The person who accompanied Maryse was Bai Yan’s true form, while one of Bai Yan’s incarnations followed the twins back to Annottales. They had something important to discuss with the Divine Executor in person—questions like whether he had any secret tricks up his sleeve, or perhaps, whether the Savior of Dark Light had any last resorts left behind.
At the same time, another Bai Yan had already left the Babel Tower. He journeyed to a city of the Air Alliance, intending to clarify some matters with the Anomalous Star before the Doomsday Crisis arrived.
Thus, Bai Yan arrived at a city ruled by sorcerers. Here, there was someone who could definitely help him reach out to the mighty Anomalous Star above.
And there stood a man named Ji.
Chord City.
This city, also known as the City of Sorcery, was a sky city crafted by the creator of sorcery, the last being to ascend in the Rainbow—the Anomalous Star. It was here that they ascended to godhood, and to this day, their path to godhood was depicted on the golden towers.
Chord City had been peacefully flying above the Air Alliance, patrolling different regions. Before the establishment of the Air Alliance, there were even rumors that this city was the divine realm where the great Rainbow beings resided.
The buildings in the city were mostly tower-shaped, perhaps because before the Anomalous Star ascended to godhood, they had long resided in a tall tower with golden and purple hues.
Powerful sorcerers of the awakening level and above resided inside golden towers, while those who had not yet reached the awakening level lived in silver towers. Although they had not reached full power, they had learned the art of magic, which granted them a status beyond that of ordinary people.
In general, the use of purple was forbidden in this city, especially for ordinary people. Anyone caught using purple would face severe punishment. This color represented the Anomalous Star, and it was understood that no one could ever reach such heights.
Occasionally, master sorcerers discovered forbidden magic and were allowed to add a touch of purple to their golden towers, but it must never be too much. It signified that they were stepping towards the highest path of magic.
“This is the City of Magic.”
The person speaking stood atop the tallest golden tower in the city. His name was Ji.
The man had an ordinary face, but his eyes were calm like still water, hiding the deepest mysteries within.
Bai Yan stood nearby, his hands behind his back, saying, “So you’re Ji. Over the past few months… I’ve often sensed your presence. You’ve been involved in many things behind the scenes.”
“But I don’t understand. Why do you sometimes oppose the Babel Tower, and other times help it?”
This was the biggest question weighing on Bai Yan’s mind. In Ji’s earlier appearances, he had been causing trouble for the Babel Tower. But later, he had helped them—not just once, but several times.
What was Ji’s true stance?
Ji smiled and explained, “Why do I sometimes help the Babel Tower and sometimes oppose it? There is only one reason: my special power. The power of inheritance.”
Bai Yan raised an eyebrow. It turned out this person was the embodiment of special powers.
“There are all kinds of special powers in the world, as you know,” Ji continued. “Some people have powers at the Original Level. For example, there is one who can turn a watermelon into a denture. Surprisingly, they reached the awakening level, where they can turn any part of a watermelon into a denture made from any material. They can even throw explosive watermelon seeds at people.”
He paused, then added, “Some people’s special powers don’t even have any fighting ability. After all, they are all random.”
“My talent is also very strange.”
Speaking of this, Ji paused briefly.
“The power of inheritance—this power awakened in me when I was little. I used to be shy, but some children who used to bully me suddenly became stronger overnight. They jumped higher, had better eyesight, and even more. The person who took them away eventually found me, and I became the best ‘experience package.'”
“When I was younger, a king from the Air Alliance had been stuck at the peak of the origin for a long time. He broke through to the awakening level by cutting off my arm with a single blow.”
Bai Yan’s expression shifted. He fully understood the real effects of this awakening power.
“I see. There really is such a strange gift of power.”
In a certain sense, it was indeed an excellent aid. Bai Yan could also imagine how painful it must have been for young Ji to live with such power. Many strong individuals would likely have wanted to harm him.
He reflected on the times when Ji had been his enemy. After each encounter, Bai Yan had felt a faint sense of getting closer to Apocalypse. Now, he realized that it was Ji’s natural power that had caused it all.
Using the power of his mind, Bai Yan knew that Ji was not lying.
“So your ultimate goal all along was to help the Babel Tower?” Bai Yan asked.
Ji nodded and replied calmly, “Yes. And I ask for nothing in return. I only hope to save the World of Noah.”
He wasn’t lying. His purpose was truly just that.
Bai Yan was slightly surprised. He hadn’t encountered many people who were so pure and selfless.
Suddenly, he understood something.
Perhaps it was this very spirit of selflessness that had shaped Ji’s innate power—his “inherited power.”
Then, Bai Yan learned something else.
“What?”
He looked at Ji in surprise. “Duke Murray is also you?”
Bai Yan was taken aback by this realization. He had once attended Duke Murray’s banquet in the Kingdom of Dark Light and had even been attacked by the Noy Military. Little did he know, Duke Murray and Ji were actually the same person.
“Yes, Mr. Profligate. Not only can you disguise yourself and change your form… It seems you also have the power to read minds.”
Ji smiled. “If you had paid attention to my eyes, perhaps you would have noticed this earlier.”
Bai Yan suddenly remembered. Their eyes were identical.
“Bai Yan, I hope you can do something,” Ji said, his expression suddenly turning serious.
“Kill me.”
Bai Yan shook his head, not agreeing. “I came here to discuss matters with the Anomalous Star. I need him to meet me… You are connected to the Anomalous Star, right?”
“Only by killing me can you break free from the shackles,” Ji replied.
He didn’t mention anything about the Anomalous Star. Instead, he gazed intently at Bai Yan and continued, “By killing me, you will gain the power of inheritance many times over. You are already a quasi-god, and once you kill me, there is a high chance you will become a true deity. It will make it far more possible to save the World of Noah.”
“This is the objective and rational approach. Don’t hesitate, my Savior in my heart…”
“Do you think I am the Savior?” Bai Yan raised an eyebrow.
Ji smiled again. “Hehe. In that moment, you showed a hint of murderous intent. My teacher told me you could be the incarnation of the Savior of Babel Tower, a being with independent consciousness walking among humans.”
“It seems that this statement is very likely to be correct.”
So, it turned out they didn’t doubt the true existence of the Savior. They just believed I was an incarnation created by the Savior.
Bai Yan fell into deep thought. No one could imagine that there had never been a real Savior of the Babel Tower. It was simply an imaginary god that never existed. Even their incarnations didn’t have independent consciousness.
From the very beginning until the final moment, there was only Bai Yan alone.
Ji’s voice once again broke the silence, devoid of emotion, as if it was purely rational.
“Mr. Bai Yan, I am just a regular person who wants to save the world in my own way.”
“Kill me. Destroy my soul.”
“Become a god.”
One hour later.
Fifteen hours remained until the Second Doomsday Crisis.
Tatsumi City.
A golden light shone across the sky.
A magnificent miracle unfolded.
Countless people awoke from death, their bodies materializing out of thin air, and their souls returning from the tranquil realm of the deceased.
Unbelievable things happened.
“This is a miracle!” someone exclaimed.
The people of Tatsumi City stood in awe, stepping out of their homes one by one, unable to contain their excitement as they witnessed this extraordinary spectacle.
In the sky, a shadow appeared.
It was God, the Savior of Babel Tower!
He was performing miracles!
A miracle!
Night of Resurrection!