Chapter 584 - Chapter 584: Chapter 522: Reforging the City and Number One "Book (2/2)

His power was like that of a divine being to the common man, inscrutable and unattainable, yet when compared to an otherworldly god of that caliber, there was essentially no significant difference with ordinary people.

He was very self-aware.

“However, for countless years, as I traversed many worlds, any opportunity to ascend to godhood required snatching from the jaws of death… Relying solely on the Philosopher’s Stone to become a quasi-god might be a stable passage, but to become a true deity, even more power is needed.”

The old man calmly walked towards the deepest part of the Sapphire Library, where a unique treasure was hidden — an odd book imprisoned within a sparkling emerald-colored sphere.

The sphere appeared as something carved from the purest emerald found in nature, casting a gentle yet profound glow that made everything around it seem both mysterious and dreamlike.

If the Emerald Elf, March, were here, she would be astounded to discover that the emerald-colored sphere was the very Elf Holy Object she had been searching for nearly a century — the New Green Constellation!

In truth, over the past century, March had not been able to locate the New Green Constellation, and there was no other reason for this except that the one who had seized this elf holy object a hundred years ago was the Sapphire Curator.

He had kept this sacred object hidden within this ancient library, rendering all the elves’ frantic searches futile.

“The elf clan’s sacred object is not the focus, what those elves had been guarding for generations was mistaken… What’s inside there is what’s most important.”

And the book hidden within the emerald sphere was not something that could be compared to ordinary items; it was the key to the mysteries of the universe.

Number “one” amongst the Forbidden rare artifacts!

Known simply as “the book,” the most powerful Forbidden rare artifact’s full name was — the Omiscience Book!

Its cover was engraved with countless unknown ancient runes, each stroke imbued with endless energy and stories, its pages woven from an unknown material, lightweight yet durable, and flipping through them one might hear the whispers of time, imagining that each page recorded the world’s rare miracles, secrets of lost civilizations, and the intricacies of the constellations.

It was said that anyone who glimpsed this book could gain unparalleled power! Even the potential of attaining godhood!

However, this mystical book was not something that could be perused at will.

For a century, the Sapphire Curator had employed every conceivable method, yet was unable to access the books within.

“What a pity, a pity that though I have already obtained one of the six Elements of Destruction, I cannot wield its power.”

The old man’s eyes burned with unprecedented fervor, excitement, regret, and disappointment.

The book was tightly enveloped by the emerald sphere sacred object, which served not only as a protective barrier but also as a place of trials and tribulations. Anyone attempting to approach the book would have to face the illusions and trials released by the sphere.

Only those with pure hearts, resolute wills, and the potential to unlock the universe’s secrets could pass the trials and touch the sealed miracle.

For a long time, tales of this strange book passed orally amongst a few wise individuals; despite it being trapped unknown inside an emerald sphere, it still fascinated those yearning for immense power.

The Sapphire Curator was certainly one of them.

“If I could unlock its secrets, there would be no need to return, but alas… I must steal at least one Element of Destruction before It fully awakens.”

“For mortals, even with extensive knowledge, there are still limits… Regardless, I must become a god!”

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Fischer family manor.

Karno arrived alone at the Grand Hall with tranquility, bowed before the sacred object in the transparent jar, and smiling, he said:

“I apologize, great Lord of the Lost.”

“I am bound for the Terrara Church State in the south, to confront my true destiny… Even though you saved me, I must still return.”

His gaze was resolute, showing no fear of death as he continued, “The soul of that Lost Soul, Bast Leone, is still trapped within the Saint of Sun’s painting, and I cannot ignore this matter.”

“I promised him that no matter what, I would never give up on him, I would certainly go back to find him!”

Karno calmly took a seat in a chair nearby, having already written to the Saint of Sun explaining his purpose, expressing his intention to take Bast’s soul away.

Regardless of whether the Saint of Sun would attempt to kill him upon seeing him, Karno had made up his mind.

He pondered for a moment, then with a smile, he lifted his head to look at the sacred object worshiped by the Fischer family for a century, and declared with unwavering determination:

“Though he was an enemy to the Fischer family in life, in death, he has become my friend, and having made such a solemn vow, I will never betray it!”

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