Chapter 1110: Daoist Sect Invasion? (Part 2)

Then the question arises, why would such a low-sequence extraordinary come to deliver a divine oracle to me?

But, this cannot be faked.

Because…

——”!”.

Shire’s gaze focused on the space above the other’s head, where the bright gold exclamation mark, visible only to him, flashed its light.

He gathered his thoughts, sized up Mr. Neil once more from head to toe, and directly asked, “Are you the ‘Eldest Son’ or the ‘Youngest Son’? What’s your codename in the society?”

The Third Secret Ceremony Society, as an emerging and vibrant secret organization, naturally has its own unique system, which can be broadly divided into formal members and peripheral members. Formal members can actively recruit peripheral members. Those newly introduced into the society are called “Youngest Son,” and those who accumulate certain achievements become “Eldest Son,” eligible to be regularized upon assessment.

All regularization applications ultimately require his review as the chairman, and once approved, they are granted “Opening Position.”

Though somewhat cumbersome, this ensures the secrecy of the Secret Ceremony Society, making it nearly impossible for any infiltrators to sneak in, unless it’s by the organization’s design.

Shire briefly recalled the recent list to see if anything rang a bell.

“Mr. Shire, I am neither ‘Eldest Son’ nor ‘Youngest Son’, nor do I have any codename. I know nothing of what you speak…”

Mr. Neil was momentarily stunned, then frankly shook his head: “I directly received the divine oracle, instructing me to find you here today. Beyond that, I understand nothing.”

“Directly receiving a divine oracle… Aren’t you on the Secret Gazer pathway? How could you directly…”

Shire raised his eyebrows, suddenly connecting the dots, and widened his eyes: “Wait! Could it be Hidden Sage?!”

Even Divine Spirits usually can only influence extraordinaries within their own pathways. For someone not part of the Secret Ceremony Society, locked solely on the Secret Gazer pathway as a low-sequence extraordinary, what kind of oracle could they directly receive? This situation compelled him to contemplate further.

The next moment, Mr. Neil’s expression subtly changed, yet he still gently nodded, confirming Shire’s suspicion.

“This… This…”

His expression turned quite colorful in an instant. As the current chairman of the Secret Ceremony Society, he was indeed aware of numerous secrets within the extraordinary world, among which included the situation regarding the Hidden Sage.

It’s said that it occupies the pinnacle of the Secret Gazer pathway, yet it’s not a normal Sequence 0 Divine Spirit, but rather suspected to be an Evil God born from the pathway’s uniqueness. The Secret Gazer pathway thus suffered greatly, as this personified Evil God loves to impart knowledge to those on the same pathway, driving them insane; professionally known as “knowledge ensuement.”

The Moss Ascetic Association was once not an evil organization. Initially, its philosophy was even very forward-looking, with members using asceticism to combat madness, adhering to morals and discipline, maintaining good relations with various churches. It was a highly respected organization.

However, when their venerated Hidden Sage transformed from an impersonal concept, a natural law, into a personified Evil God and began pursuing every member of the Moss Ascetic Association, everything changed.

The Moss Ascetic Association then fell from grace and became a secret evil organization.

His sister followed the Secret Gazer pathway and even formed Elemental Dawn specifically to oppose the Moss Ascetic Association, so Shire inevitably paid extra attention to information in this regard. Yet he never anticipated that the Hidden Sage seems no longer to… Perhaps captured by greater beings, becoming a puppet controlled by the society’s worshiped Divine Spirit?

Shire couldn’t suppress his fervent admiration and excitement, but fortunately, he still remembered the oracle.

“Regarding the oracle… What exactly is it?”

He forced himself to calm down, intensely focusing on the flashing bright gold exclamation mark above Mr. Neil’s head, seriously inquiring.

“The oracle commands Chairman Shire to return now, to greet the impending divine descent of our Lord…”

Mr. Neil took a deep breath, trying to maintain as calm a voice as possible, though still trembling slightly as he conveyed his message.

“Divine descent!!”

His pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme, and Shire’s expression looked incredulous: “Why didn’t you say something so crucial sooner?!”

“No, it’s not…”

Mr. Neil was caught under such an intense gaze, breaking out in cold sweat all over, feeling a deep, indescribable terror from the depths of his consciousness, akin to an animal being targeted by a predator, his spirituality frantically warning him.

“This—this is the will of our Lord… I… must come here today, and only when Mr. Shire… you ask, can I tell you… Then you can slowly proceed…”

He struggled to stutter through these words, nearly collapsing into unconsciousness. Drenched in sweat, his body trembled slightly, no longer daring to meet the young man’s eyes, filled with dread.

This is due to the profound difference in essence of life; an angel is truly a mythical creature, possessing nearly endless lifespans and can respond to prayers from across the world, referred to as “from God” in the second era. Even unconsciously, the power and dignity of such existence, even if just slightly revealed, are beyond what mortals can bear.