21st Century Necromancer-Chapter 909 - 903: Forging Divine Rank

Chapter 909 -903: Forging Divine Rank

On the ritual altar, even with Chen Yu fully focused, if he failed to notice the sudden appearance of three battleships, each hundreds of meters long, it would be an underestimation of him.

However, for Chen Yu, he was unable to spare even the tiniest fraction of attention to question why these three colossal battleships had appeared or what circumstances had compelled his ship-girls to summon them.

At this moment, his entire consciousness was consumed with resisting the temptation of infinite wisdom and knowledge emanating from the radiant brilliance before him, while attempting to control the ritual’s power to forge it into a Divine Rank.

It was an extraordinarily difficult process, for when the world’s rules are truly extracted and materialized into this realm, the boundless knowledge and wisdom they hold become a deadly allure to any intelligent being.

Infinite wisdom, infinite knowledge—merely gazing upon them would enable one to access unimaginable insights, seemingly allowing one to comprehend the entirety of existence in an instant.

And yet, this was merely the faintest glimmer emitted by the radiant brilliance.

Anyone who could devour this brilliance would incarnate as a deity and attain immortality, for this represented the rules that constructed the world.

This was a temptation difficult for any being to resist, but it also posed an equally fatal peril to them.

Mortal beings cannot bear the weight of rules and the power of the world; any creature daring to touch this radiant brilliance, or even just gaze upon it, would at best lose themselves forever in its boundless knowledge, unable to escape.

In more tragic cases, they would find their souls overwhelmed by an overflow of knowledge, losing their self-awareness and consciousness entirely. Though they might endlessly chase after that infinite knowledge, they would lose everything else, pursuing yet never obtaining.

Only those endowed with divinity, whose lives have been baptized by godlike essence and transformed into divine beings, could withstand the allure and impact of infinite wisdom and knowledge. They alone could ignite the Divine Flame, forge the radiant brilliance formed by the world’s rules into a Divine Rank, integrate it into themselves, and ultimately ascend to a Divine Position, becoming a deity.

Although forging the rules into a Divine Rank was Chen Yu’s aim, he had no intention of using this rule to ascend divinity for himself. He did not adhere to the traditional divine enthronement process, which required using his own divinity as the fuel to ignite the Divine Flame and merge with the rule.

Using one’s own divinity as fuel to ignite the Divine Flame and merge with the rule imprints one’s mark upon the rule itself, a plan that deviated from Chen Yu’s original intentions. Instead, he sought to extract a rule and craft an Ancient Godhood as a means to test this technique of forging Ancient Godhood, without intending to use this Divine Rank on himself.

Moreover, although this technique was originally devised for divine ascension, it had long since been perfected by the Necromancers, allowing it to be used purely for forging Divine Ranks without necessitating the ritual practitioner to invest personal divinity.

On the ritual altar, Chen Yu utilized the altar’s power to fuse the Negative Energy he had gathered with the borrowed Power of the Stygian River before investing the Power of Faith he had collected as instructed in the ritual text.

A portion of this Power of Faith was collected by Xiao Lan and Audis, another part came from the Airou Cats inhabiting the transformed islands in the Necromantic Space, but the majority of it was derived from the contributions of the Inari God.

Leveraging the Stygian River’s characteristics, Chen Yu purified the Power of Faith, making it pure while erasing its inclination toward worshiping any specific deity, ensuring it wouldn’t bear the mark of any god when used.

The Power of Faith combined with Negative Energy and the Power of the Stygian River was transformed into new divinity under the influence of the ritual altar, and this freshly condensed divinity was immediately ignited by Chen Yu.

Using divinity and faith as fuel, the purple Netherworld Flame burned fiercely, radiating an extraordinarily sanctified and dazzling light that quickly overshadowed the radiant brilliance of the rules on the altar, illuminating the Sanzu River Bank like an incandescent star, casting unprecedented light upon the dim space between life and death.

The countless deceased souls awaiting to cross the Sanzu River were drawn to this light. The moment it fell upon them, they began rushing toward the direction where the light had ignited.

Even with earthquakes lingering and their path obstructed by the ship-girls’ artillery fire, these departed souls remained entranced by the sacred brilliance contained in the flame, charging forward unwaveringly, like moths drawn to the flame.

Some souls fell into crevices, but others stepped over them without waiting for the fallen to rise, trampling onward. The mass of souls seemed on the verge of filling the cracks in the earth caused by the tremors entirely.

These souls surged like tides along the Sanzu River Bank, as though the burning flame on the altar represented a passageway through which they could return to the world—a path to resurrection.

Yet, the light did not endure for long. After the flame was kindled, Chen Yu placed the radiant brilliance of the rules into the fire.

As the two merged, both the radiant brilliance and the dazzling light promptly contracted, casting the Sanzu River Bank back into darkness.

In the instant darkness returned, the ongoing earthquake, the roiling Sanzu River, and the throngs of souls charging toward the ritual altar seemed to freeze, as if someone had suddenly pressed pause.

But this lasted only a fleeting moment. Before the ship-girls could process what had occurred, a pillar of light shot up from the ritual altar, piercing the heavens, and the light returned once more—this time radiating a violet hue.

Bathed in violet brilliance, the blood-red Manzhu Shahua flowers lining the Sanzu River Bank transformed instantly into pristine white Mandala Flowers. The souls that had been storming toward the ritual altar halted in their tracks, their faces now illuminated with joyous smiles. They knelt within the sea of white Mandala Flowers, bowing devoutly toward the altar.

The raging waters of the Sanzu River also calmed beneath the violet light, the water level gradually receding back into its original channel.

Although faint tremors still lingered across the earth, the ship-girls sensed that the upheaval had subsided.

Beneath the violet gleam, the ship-girls too felt the profound, overwhelming power emanating from the column of light—a potency capable of shaking the very foundations of the world.

Bathed in the violet brilliance and immersed in its majestic aura and unparalleled strength, the ship-girls were left in stunned awe, save for Warspite, Constitution, and Missouri, who were still capable of contemplating the events unfolding before them.

Among the ship-girls, though Enterprise was similarly struck by the spectacle, her gaze held a trace of complexity.