With a blush still on her cheeks, Audrey flipped through the ethereal book of the Visionary card, unable to put it down. She mastered the trick after only a few attempts.
This Card of Blasphemy quickly transformed into points of light and merged into the Sea of Collective Subconscious, pulled by Audrey's virtual persona to sink onto her Consciousness Island, imprinting three-dimensional symbols that seemed to connect with the mind.
Deep within the Consciousness Island, the light that illuminated the entire world, the indescribable sounds, and the illusory sea she had seen in her dreams all emerged one by one and quickly settled.
Audrey's consciousness ascended under the spiritual sky, looking down at her Mind Island in a state of absolute clarity, truly feeling the subtle influence of the divinity deep within her spirituality.
After a long while, she reopened her eyes. The golden vertical pupils receded, and her emerald eyes looked at Aaron, who had a smile on his face. With a slightly complex emotion, she half-smiled and sighed:
"Is this what divinity is..."
Aaron gently caressed a somewhat bewildered Susie, then nodded slightly, his expression also turning serious:
"Everything possesses divinity, and most of it contains the will of the original Creator. As Beyonder characteristics accumulate, He will gradually awaken and replace us."
"On this point, High-Sequence Beyonders of the 'Spectator' Pathway must be especially careful. The manifestations of increased corresponding divinity and deepening corruption are not obvious; one could even say they are subtle."
Recalling the unique perspective she had experienced with the Card of Blasphemy, Audrey nodded vigilantly, then asked with some concern:
"You are already an Angel, then..."
With a slight curl of his lips, Aaron waved his hand, not explaining in detail, but simply blocking Susie's hearing:
"My situation is somewhat special, and since the two Pathways of Order do not directly originate from the original, divinity's influence on me is not significant. The more fundamental content requires you to possess the Angelic rank to know."
"Also, I need to correct your statement. I have already advanced to a King of Angels."
Audrey was stunned, her pupils contracting sharply. She was no longer the novice who had just encountered the mystical world. A Saint at the Demigod level was already a Diocesan Bishop in any Orthodox Church, so she naturally understood what a King of Angels meant.
Not continuing the topic, Aaron briefly explained the ritual for advancing to Sequence 3 "Dream Weaver" provided by Hermes to Audrey, finally adding:
"The Mind Dragon lurking in Hartlarkh Village has been cleared. The remaining dream labyrinth there can help you advance to a 'Dream Weaver,' so you need to find an opportunity to thoroughly digest the Manipulator potion as soon as possible."
Aaron, who was speaking, paused, extending his spirituality as if sensing something. In the hidden space of the Star Crown, the special symbol given by the God of Steam and Machinery was radiating a faint, clear light.
He found it so quickly! Aaron's eyebrows immediately raised after analyzing the transmitted message, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. After a moment of contemplation, he didn't respond immediately but looked back at Audrey:
"I have already given the characteristic of that Mind Dragon to a Artisan. I will take you to see Him shortly, so He can custom-make a Sealed Artifact that you can exploit to a limited extent at your current level. This way, your safety will also be guaranteed."
Audrey's eyes immediately sparkled, and her thoughts couldn't help but wander:
"To be called 'He,' an Angel-level Artisan, could it be the Pope of the God of Church of the God of Steam and Machinery?"
"A custom-made Grade 0 Sealed Artifact! The entire Tarot Club doesn't even have one!"
"No, it should just be that my previous level was too low to access them. As a revived hidden existence, Mr. Fool, even without serving Angels, couldn't possibly lack corresponding items...."
Looking at the slightly distracted Audrey, Aaron smiled. With the tacit permission of Pope Dabomachie, his spirituality spread through the monastery, quickly locking onto a figure.
At the same time, in the row of resting rooms on the outskirts of the monastery, Fors tidied her hair, picked up a rich cup of coffee, and took a sip. Then she put down the coffee cup and lay on the bed ungracefully, saying comfortably:
"As expected of coffee from the Paz River Valley, it always makes one crave more. The only drawback is that there's too little of it; I can only freeload a cup from lovely Melissa..."
Xio, with her very capable short golden hair, rubbed her forehead, looking helplessly at Melissa, who was covering her mouth and smiling. She directly helped her friend correct her undignified posture and grumbled irritably:
"I gave you all of mine. Supplies are tight on the front lines now, and the shipping routes to the Southern Continent have been cut off. If you still want to drink, I'll take you to Miss Audrey."
Fors gave an embarrassed smile and quickly begged for mercy, finally escaping Xio's clutches.
As a fellow member of the Tarot Club, she believed that Miss Justice would certainly not be stingy with a bit of coffee, but both her Demigod strength and her identity as a Duke's fiancée constantly reminded her to mind her manners.
Watching the two playfully interact, Melissa's eyes curved into a smile. She pushed the silver-lined tin can containing coffee powder on the table towards Fors, then sighed and said:
"I don't drink much coffee; you can have all of these. However, I heard before that the restored the Balam Empire and the Highland Kingdom have completely stirred up the situation in the Southern Continent recently."
"Even without Feysac's blockade of the shipping routes, supplies from the Southern Continent couldn't be delivered as before. I just don't know how the people there are doing now..."
Fors and Xio both fell silent. They had both experienced the Great Smog of Backlund and understood very well that before the rolling tide of the era, they were merely grains of sand swept along. Although they couldn't claim to be in dire straits now, they indeed had no energy to pay attention to foreign lands.
Xio deliberated for a moment, just about to speak to comfort Melissa, when her eyes blinked, and she found that Melissa's figure had disappeared at some point.
Exchanging a surprised glance with Fors, Xio didn't panic. She only guessed that a high-ranking member of the Church might have summoned her, after all, this was the Holy Cathedral of the Church of Evernight, one of the safest places in the world.
Melissa herself was momentarily disoriented, then she was distorted into Audrey's room by Aaron.
Looking at the somewhat bewildered Melissa and the slightly puzzled Audrey, Aaron smiled and explained:
"The Angel-level Artisan we are going to see is Roselle's second son. For some reasons, He has left the God of Church of the God of Steam and Machinery and is currently working for me."
"This matter is known to only a few people even within the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, so you must keep it a secret!"
"Additionally, I will have Him teach you how to continue advancing in the Savant Pathway. As for how much you learn, that will depend on your own ability."
Melissa nervously pursed her lips, not letting the sudden surprise go to her head. Even though she didn't feel she was important enough to be plotted against by this great figure, this unknown gift always made her feel at a loss.