On the outskirts of Trier, Amon, wearing a classical magic robe and a pointed soft hat, pinched the monocle over his right eye, his gaze shifting from where "Red Angel" Medici had vanished to the historical mists deep within the Spirit World.
Scanning the Hounds of Fulgrim gathered in the depths of the gray fog, unwilling to leave for a long time, Amon clicked his tongue playfully and, as if no one else was present, commented:
"He's growing very fast, but this alone is far from enough..."
To bear the will of the Celestial Worthy's revival, the lower limit of the vessel must at least become a complete Mythical Creature; only then can it barely meet His requirement of only stealing Sefirah Castle and not undertaking the Celestial Worthy's will of revival.
He was waiting for an opportunity, perhaps a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and He had always been very patient.
"After George III's fate concludes, you can take him to the Forsaken Land of the Gods. That will be his opportunity to advance to Sequence 2, and also your opportunity."
"Before that, we still need to recover Castiya's Hand of Order characteristic."
A calm, mellow voice sounded beside Amon, where a simple priest with innocent eyes and a beard had appeared at some unknown time.
Amon pouted, pressed down his pointed soft hat, and chuckled:
"George III is one thing, that fellow looks short-lived, but why do I even need to help deal with Castiya?"
"Could it be that you, a dignified quasi-Visionary, have become his supporter?"
Ignoring Amon's sarcasm, Adam's expression was gentle, and his voice calm as he said:
"Worm of Time for Hand of Order, this is fair. Moreover, the Giant King's Court's gate still needs him to open it."
"Once the era's tide I anticipate ends and I complete my advancement, you will obtain the final characteristic. Additionally, divine descent will not occur in Feynapotter City."
Amon looked back at Adam, a slight curve forming on his lips:
"We are brothers. Pranks are just my hobby; I know what is appropriate. You don't have to worry about me usurping your ritual of becoming a god."
"Medici has already gone in. You handle the subsequent matters yourself..."
Disregarding Adam's response, Amon's body suddenly became transparent, and this clone, maintained by stolen time, voluntarily dissipated.
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In the Sea of Collective Subconscious, Aaron withdrew his gaze, meeting Hermes's slightly probing eyes. He cleared his throat and, without further explanation, continued the interrupted topic:
"Preventing George III's advancement doesn't require destroying all the mausoleums. At least the one in East Chester County, which you are guarding, I intend to preserve as completely as possible, to avoid rebuilding in the future."
"To avoid violating certain contracts you've made, I will send suitable people to assist you."
Acting out a play, then naturally stepping aside... Understanding the hint in Aaron's words, Hermes smiled and nodded:
"Since the Duke needs it, I will naturally cooperate fully..."
Deep within the Dream Labyrinth, Audrey's eyes, as her consciousness traversed numerous dreams, became increasingly bright and clear.
Thanks to the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact built upon the Visionary card, even with the magnification of a certain passive authority, she "perceived" the accumulated dreams in this place in less than half a day.
Just as she finished Hermes's reminder, Aaron's voice echoed in her ears:
"Gather your spirituality, prepare for advancement!"
Looking at the Dream Weaver Beyonder characteristic that quietly appeared before her, no longer sealed, Audrey no longer suppressed the longing deep within her spirituality. She took a deep breath and swallowed it in one gulp.
Constantly monitoring Audrey's state, Aaron looked at the increasingly illusory figure of Hermes and cupped his fists politely, saying:
"Thank you for this. I will repay you in due time."
Hermes, who was shielding Audrey from the scour of the Sea of Collective Subconscious, chuckled in response:
"It's merely a separated identity. Once this matter is concluded, I hope that when we meet again, you will have ascended to godhood!"
The ethereal voice, along with the figure that had blurred beyond recognition, disintegrated, turning into specks of light that merged into the Dream Labyrinth, stirring ripples in the Sea of Collective Subconscious.
Almost simultaneously, all living beings in the real world's Hartlarkh and nearby areas awoke from their sleep. Even the few Beyonders mixed among them could not perceive the reason, let alone ordinary residents.
In the sudden awakening from a dream, the custom of dragon worship, passed down for nearly a thousand years, was silently erased.
Above the Dream Labyrinth, woven with colorful light clusters, Audrey's figure gradually solidified. Her emerald eyes were like stars, clearly having successfully advanced to Dream Weaver.
With a slight upward curve of her lips, Audrey felt her spirituality continuously soaring. She stepped out of the Sea of Collective Subconscious and arrived in the Spiritual Sky, standing beside Aaron.
As she departed, the remaining part of this Dream Labyrinth completely collapsed, merging into the boundless Sea of Collective Subconscious.
"Having borne my advancement ritual, this place has reached its limit." Audrey was not surprised by the collapse of the Dream Labyrinth. She glanced around and, seeing no sign of Hermes, understood in her heart, smiling as she continued:
"That old Mr. Hermes left a lot of knowledge from the mind domain in the Dream Labyrinth. These gifts were not even recorded on the Blasphemy Slate; they must be his accumulation over long eras."
"This also includes his understanding of the Spectator Pathway's authorities at various stages..."
Audrey smiled slyly, raising her right hand as if to demonstrate, and with her index finger, outlined shimmering patterns in the air, like those from the deepest dreams.
A few seconds later, these faint lights distorted and transformed into a blonde, blue-eyed, exceptionally beautiful young girl, another Audrey Hall!
Perhaps it was the spiritual surge brought by the advancement, or perhaps Audrey had no intention of concealing it, but Aaron easily heard her thoughts from the Sea of Collective Subconscious.
"You want this separated identity to remain with the Hall family, while your main body comes with me?"
Meeting the equally expectant gazes of both Audreys, Aaron smiled and nodded. A Sequence 3 Beyonder was sufficient to use a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, so many previous concerns could be cast aside. After a moment of thought, he continued:
"First, adjust your state, then separate or create a few more identities. I will arrange identities for them, and their successful growth should help you digest the Beyonder characteristic faster."
Even though He didn't fully understand the digestion of the Spectator Pathway's Beyonder characteristic, He could at least infer from the actions of the Psychology Alchemists' president that cultivating separated identities was beneficial and harmless.
Looking at the Sea of Collective Subconscious, which had returned to calm beneath their feet, Aaron pondered for a moment. A wisp of spiritual light surged into Audrey's glabella, and then he explained:
"These are messages from the Forsaken Land of the Gods. I will later send one of your separated identities to Moon City."
"That is a city-state that believes in Me, and there is also a serving Angel. The only thing to be aware of is: do not attempt to explore the Sea of Collective Subconscious there!"