am-books Chapter 552:
Chapter 552:
Chapter 552:
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Belan World.
A world where cat people and humans live together.
In the present day Belan, there is no longer a distinction between humans and cat people. The only race in this world is the new hybrid race called "Belans" where they have merged together.
It is said that in a very long time ago, there was only one country in this world. However, it eventually split apart. For the past few hundred years, the various countries in Belan World have been engaged in constant battles.
In the end, the entire world was once again fused into one, a vibrant and thriving civilization ruled by the demigod "Great Emperor Kaslo".
Until this day, in the Belan World under the rule of the Great Emperor Kaslo, a hundred years have passed. The people are prosperous and mighty, with science and magic further intertwined.
Now is the dawn of a new era where magical and technological advancements thrive!
The magical and technological implants within their bodies allowed each Belan to wield extraordinary powers with increased intelligence. By simply inputting a "keyword" with their thoughts, the Belans could precisely unleash incredibly useful magic!
In many magical civilizations, those spellcasters needed years of training to achieve this.
Just a short while ago, the "great emperor" Kaslo finally made an official announcement to all his people that the Belan civilization would officially enter a brand new stage this year.
They would colonize other universes, and as a result, the Belans would become a stronger civilization and community!
The people throughout the country rejoiced!
At night.
Kaslo, the "Great Emperor," looked like a young boy with his black hair and handsome appearance.
His beauty even drove many men and women in the nation crazy.
"You two step back, please."
Kaslo’s voice was steady as he politely dismissed everyone around him and ventured alone through the deepest parts of the palace suspended in the sky.
He came to a pure white wall, his expression serious, and softly recited an ancient spell.
"The wind of benevolence, please reveal the ancient secret in front of the fool."
This is the spell that has been passed down through generations of the Kaslo family for over a thousand years. In reality, Kaslo understood... it was a key.
The wall became hollow and empty, allowing the "youth" to pass through it.
Behind the wall, there was a surprisingly vast and spacious area, almost like another magnificent and grand palace. It was filled with numerous bookshelves and peculiar objects, neatly displaying books from different civilizations.
Books, or similar "objects of records," were very important things.
In the beginning, as the "Fate’s Strings Master," it was through bringing books to the Original People that the influence to become gods was established.
Kaslo instinctively looked up at the sky.
In the air, there floated a white-haired witch, smiling gracefully and filled with beauty that seemed otherworldly. Her body was enchanting, surrounded by various books that held secret tales and knowledge.
"Teacher."
Kaslo took a deep breath, lowered his head, and continued, "I have arrived."
Even the "Great Emperor" Kaslo, who was considered a saint, a great figure, and a god among men by countless citizens, was full of awe for the white-haired witch. He didn’t dare to raise his head and look at her for too long.
She had been existing for three thousand years!
Kaslo’s ancestors had been her servants and pets for over a thousand years, and Kaslo himself had been raised and nurtured by the witch since he was young.
The young boy had learned many things from her and grew increasingly powerful.
The witch had said that he was her first "demigod" that she had raised herself.
But Kaslo didn’t think it was anything too serious.
In fact, Kaslo knew that his teacher, or rather, his master, the formidable Moon Witch...she had reached the level of a true god a thousand years ago.
But she kept hesitating and didn’t take the final step, not because she couldn’t become a god, but because she chose not to become one.
"Teacher, what are you really waiting for?"
Kaslo finally gathered his courage and asked his question.
"I am waiting for someone... I won’t be uplifted until he appears, little Kaslo."
The witch smiled gently.
She had been waiting for over three thousand years, even in Noah’s world, it would have likely been fifteen or sixteen years.
That person...
When will they finally wake up?
Is it true?
The waiting people?
Kaslo didn’t understand who she was waiting for, but he knew he couldn’t keep asking.
"I understand."
Who am I?
It took a very long time, but eventually, he finally remembered who he truly was, and what kind of being he was.
So that’s how it is, I am Bai Yan.
[Not a Connector, nor the God of Games, and definitely not the destined Savior, but a unique Bai Yan, born unexpectedly... one of a kind.]
[I came back to life...]
["It’s truly wonderful," he exclaimed.]
But amidst the joy, Bai Yan couldn’t feel the presence of his own body.
He gradually remembered what had happened.
Honestly, crisis, tears, sacrifice, vanished into nothingness...
It seemed that those things had happened a long, long time ago, hundreds of years, thousands of years ago.
[How am I now?]
At that moment, a woman’s voice suddenly sounded.
[Have you finally awakened? My... master?]
Bai Yan was slightly startled, remembering the source of this voice – Merete Chambers, the Moon Witch. She was here too?
By the way, one of the contingencies I had prepared in advance was to revive within Merete Chambers’ body, so, in the end, is this alternate method the one that succeeded?
Well, that was quite... troublesome.
Bai Yan finally regained his sight and emerged from the depths of total darkness. What he saw was a clean and bright house, located next to the beach. And beyond the beach, there stretched a vast expanse of azure sea.
Afterwards, he regained his sense of hearing and listened to the sound of the waves, then caught a whiff of the sea’s salty scent.
Yes, she was perceiving through Merete Chambers’ body, seeing, hearing, and smelling from Merete Chambers’ perspective!
Bai Yan took a deep breath.
["It seems that you have already discovered the truth about my true identity..."]
The view before them swayed, and it seemed like Merete Chambers was settling down.
She also reached out and took a glass of pink juice, tasting it.
["Yes, my master... It has been a long time since the day you woke up, hehe."]
The witch continued to laugh, saying,
[The next thing I need to do is find a way to separate that part of your soul and try putting it into the body of a dog... perhaps a Husky, for example?]
After listening, Bai Yan fell into deep thought. For some reason, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the witch wasn’t completely joking.
[You cannot do it, witch.]
[On the contrary, I still had control over you.]
The next moment, Merete Chambers dressed in black beach attire lost control of her own body. Sitting in the chair, she reached out her hand and gently touched her own cheek.
Bai Yan can manipulate the other party’s every move as long as she wishes.
However, he no longer felt any connection between himself and the Babel Tower... It was a very big problem, but it didn’t surprise him.
Because before sacrificing herself, Bai Yan actually did something.
He tried to use "Thousands of Ruins, Everything Is Used" to pull out "elements" from within his own body.
In reality, Bai Yan succeeded.
He was also deemed a "remnant," and that ruin-level relic was fully operational.
So, before his sacrifice, Bai Yan took out the Babel Tower and passed it down to Mu Ling.
When Bai Yan released his control, Merete Chambers sighed and smiled, saying, "So that’s how it is. You still hold the reins, and my body is merely your steed."
Bai Yan remained silent, ignoring the other person, and began contemplating his next plan.
First, let’s go back to Noah’s world and retrieve the Babel Tower from Mu Ling, just as we had planned back then.
But...
[How long has it been since then?]
He asked nervously.
In the witch’s reply, there was a hint of mischief, and reminiscence.
[Don’t worry, here it has been three thousand years, but in Noah’s world, it should only be a little over ten years... that’s all.]
[In conclusion, Bai Yan, welcome back.]
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