Sheogorath had said that as long as the numidium was not activated, even he could not predict the Brass God's location. However, as the flying saucer drifted through space, Simon vaguely heard a summoning voice.
The Dwemer ghosts were calling to him, their successor of the Legacy.
The Brass God was emitting a mysterious signal wave, like ripples in a pond. The closer Simon got, the clearer he could hear it.
After repeatedly adjusting his flight direction, Simon finally locked onto the target area.
The whispers in his ears grew clearer and heavier, as countless zero-summed Dwemer shouted, "God!"
In this world, there have only ever been two types of people: the divine and the mundane.
Even the path of CHIM is reserved for those born divine.
Even if all things are fundamentally one, and there is no difference between man and god, the gap between individuals is ultimately inescapable.
Only the Dwemer sought to break this barrier and forge a seventh path to godhood.
To enslave the divine with the mundane—how magnificent!
Serana looked at Simon. "Am I seeing things? You seem to be glowing..."
Sheogorath muttered to himself, "He? Is the Tower within him? No, he doesn't count as a Tower yet."
"I sense it. I'll go ahead; you guys wait for me here."
Simon ordered Leviathan to decelerate and hover. He stepped off the pilot's platform as a mechanical hatch opened in the floor. A Bio-armor suit leaped out like a cyan-and-red river, lunging toward Simon. It automatically assembled into a thirty-foot-tall humanoid mecha. The helmet featured a simple carving mimicking the Sanxingdui bronze heads Simon liked. The overall design was tall and slender, with red patterns—enchantment circuits—covering the cyan body.
Taking the Eleven-Tone Bronze Umbrella from the Pure Land, Simon used the power of Tonal Architecture to project his will into the third layer. In this dimension, space-time was visible, like a shimmering glass sphere with a rotating surface representing the flow of time, while its overall shape represented space. The shell of the glass sphere was made of countless tiny fragments glued together, bridging one piece to another via the Void Realm of Oblivion.
The rotation of the space-time sphere was fixed; it could be paused or accelerated, but never reversed—unless the sphere was shattered, ceasing to be a sphere and becoming a chaotic vortex. This was a Dragon Break.
Simon used his ever-improving summoning Spells to lock onto the numidium's location. Countless previous attempts had ended in failure, but now, guided by the Dwemer ghosts, he succeeded in one go.
A deep purple vortex appeared inside the flying saucer. This portal was anchored to a space-time fragment. If the saucer were still moving, the portal would be left behind in an instant unless Simon continuously opened Gates of Oblivion. Generally, to establish a stable portal on a moving object, a pedestal is required to act on behalf of the mage, allowing the Gate of Oblivion to adjust its position automatically.
For Simon, all he needed was a single moment to leap into the dark purple vortex without looking back.
Serana suddenly gasped. "I have a bad feeling about this."
Sheogorath nodded. "He succeeded."
"So fast?"
"No, his future self succeeded, and that success is spreading into the past. A brand new timeline has appeared!"
"What are the consequences?"
"Consequences? At best, we vanish from history. At worst, perhaps Nirn is destroyed?"
...The Bio-armor, looking like a bronze idol, stood upon dark grey soil.
"Life support System self-check... operational. Good luck, Commander." Leviathan's voice came through the helmet. Simon gently breathed the air converted from Demonic Energy.
This was a smooth celestial body with almost no undulations. Gravity was many times weaker than on Nirn. Simon activated a gravity field so the Bio-armor could stand firmly on the ground.
The atmosphere was thin and there were no clouds, but the wind was quite strong. Simon looked down to see fine dust moving along the ground, flying out a distance and then flying back, as if attracted by a magnet.
He had no heart to explore the mysteries here. He lightly shook the bronze umbrella, and the earth split into a long trench. The sea of sand parted like giant waves, revealing a grand ruin hidden underground.
A ring of towering brass walls surrounded a brass giant in the center. Eight walkways connected the Tower to the walls, like the spokes of a wheel.
Simon was stunned; the design of this structure was that of the White-Gold Tower in the Imperial City.
The circular wall represented the Wheel of the World, and the eight walkways represented the eight stars.
Who built this structure?
Could it be aliens?
Simon roughly estimated the scale of the brass city before him. It covered over three hundred acres. The city contained many classic Dwemer buildings, a complete steam power System, and tens of thousands of mechanical creatures. They were orderly, crawling over the brass giant and working inside Him.
What appeared before Simon was an intact Dwemer city, one could even say it was full of vitality.
Mechanical ballistae stationed on the walls detected the floating mecha in the sky and began firing bolts from six hundred feet away. Simon remained indifferent, simply flying toward the silent numidium.
Countless arrows, fireballs, and lightning bolts flew toward Simon. The air vibrated slowly, emitting a soft hum. All of it fell silent before the protective force field outside the Bio-armor.
Simon felt his heart beating violently, mirroring the chaotic fluctuations of a massive core within the Brass Tower.
The thirty-foot-tall Bio-armor was like a withered leaf compared to a mountain before the numidium. The complete Brass Tower stood nearly a thousand feet tall, the result of the tireless efforts of countless mechanical creatures.
An intense red light ignited in the eyes of the brass giant. He had awakened!
Simon heard countless cheers in his ears: "Deny! Deny! Deny!"
Deny the world, destroy the world!
The Towers of this world were already broken, leaving only the Brass Tower. The world's support was collapsing; it was time for the end!
Simon knew his chance was coming. The numidium's first task upon awakening would be to shatter Nirn, and then Alduin the Dragon God would completely swallow time, and the world of the elder scrolls would begin a new Reincarnation.
What Simon had to do was use the Pure Land to devour the world's remains and replace the God of Gods.
Everyone would die, but everyone would be born anew. The indras net would record the trajectories of all things, and then they would be resurrected within the Bodhisattva's Pure Land.
This was destiny; this was Simon's path to godhood!
The power of the numidium was channeled through the Dwemer Legacy into Simon's mind. He broke through the third layer and entered the second.
Everything shattered before his eyes as the torrent of the Universe surged. Simon saw the form of Aurbis: the chaotic Wheel of the World, an Ouroboros spinning with a golden tower standing at the center, radiating light. And above this... he continued to ascend.
He arrived at the first layer.
In the center of the Pure Land epiphyllum floated a massive human head; this was the appearance of the God of Gods.
A strange man with deer antlers stood upon the surface of the sea of the superior affinity in Chaos. He turned his head and said to Simon, "Do you remember now? You are not actually an outsider to this world; you are the God of this world!"
Yes, Simon remembered. From the very beginning when he came to this world, he had been falling continuously, entering Aurbis through the bridge of a human head's nose.
That human head had been speaking constantly. He had seen it clearly then, but hadn't understood.
Now he knew.
That human head was the God of Gods, and what He said was—"Namo Lu Yuan Bodhisattva"!
The torrent surged, and Simon turned into countless fragments, completely splitting apart.
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