Chapter 1515: Chapter 1513: Welcome Ceremony
Richard flipped his hand, and the true god’s pet and envoy, a golden parrot, which had been stored in a space item, was taken out by him.
Grasping the head of the golden parrot, facing forward, Richard asked aloud, "Is this the place where your true god is located?"
The parrot was stunned for a few seconds before it reacted to the current environment, then shrieked in response, "Yes, yes, this is where the true god resides. You just have to go in, open that door, and you’ll see him. But... but, blasphemer, I advise you not to open it without permission unless you get the true god’s approval, but you’ve ruined the test the true god set for you, so..."
"Alright." Richard couldn’t help but interrupt as the golden parrot was chattering non-stop, "I know I’ve ruined the test set by the true god. It’s hard to get his permission, so why don’t you help speak for me. That way, you can also return to your true god’s side."
"Don’t..." the golden parrot immediately retorted sharply after hearing Richard’s words.
But it only had time to shout once before being thrown out by Richard, bound by power, flying towards the giant door as the distance kept shortening.
Fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters.
Nine meters, five meters, one meter.
Just as it seemed about to collide with the door, with a "click," a crack suddenly appeared between the two giant doors, from which a beam of white light emerged, falling on the golden parrot.
As soon as it was illuminated, Richard felt the power attached to the golden parrot instantly dissipate, while the golden parrot screamed as if encountering some predator, flapping its wings desperately, trying to escape.
But it couldn’t escape at all, its whole body seemed to be fixed in mid-air, and then, as if wiped by a brush with invisible ink, the golden parrot’s entire head vanished into thin air.
Then its neck, torso, legs, tail...
In the end, the entire golden parrot just disappeared before his eyes.
During this process, Richard fully opened his perception, sensing that each part of the golden parrot that disappeared was truly gone. And when he tried to extend his perception into the giant door, it was instantly severed as if cut by a sharp blade, even causing slight damage to his spiritual power.
This made Richard involuntarily think of one word... erasure...
"Bang!"
After the white light from the giant door erased the golden parrot, it closed heavily, and Richard showed a solemn expression.
It could be confirmed that this was indeed a trap ahead, and a dangerous one. Once you mistakenly entered, you might immediately lose a body; though there were other bodies to use, it was nonetheless a significant impact.
What is this?
A deception by the true god?
But previously, the golden parrot exposing the hiding place of the true god was indeed in this direction. Looking at the way it almost couldn’t disguise when lying, it didn’t seem to be acting.
So... is the true god’s hiding place behind this black wall? Or perhaps on top of it?
Richard slightly raised his head, looking upward, watching the black wall disappear into the clouds.
After pondering for two seconds, Richard sat down on the spot, adjusted his breathing, and closed his eyes.
With a jolt of his body, his consciousness rushed out swiftly, beginning large-scale efficient searches around.
...
After a short while, Richard’s body jolted again, his consciousness returned, and he abruptly opened his eyes, stood up, looked upward again, and muttered, "Is it really up there then..."
"Alright then..."
Bending his legs slightly, Richard leapt into the air, his entire body sweeping upward, rising rapidly.
One hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand meters...
Three thousand meters, five thousand meters, seven thousand meters...
In no time, Richard rose to nearly ten thousand meters in the sky. Here, a special repulsive force emerged in the surrounding space, fiercely repelling all tangible existence.
Richard seemed to be stuck in extremely viscous mud, his ascent speed reduced to a very low level, but he continued to persist in ascending.
Ten thousand meters, eleven thousand meters, twelve thousand meters!
"Bang!"
As if breaking through a boundary, after a snail-like climb, Richard suddenly felt a lightness, and with a large leap, he soared high.
At this height, the top of the black wall was finally reached, and after a leap, Richard easily crossed over the black wall, reaching the other side.
What is on the other side of the black wall?
Looking ahead, it was surprisingly a plateau level with the black wall.
Yes, a plateau.
A vast plateau, twelve thousand meters high and with an immeasurable area, nestled within this divine kingdom, with the black wall as its edge, also its outer covering.
Crossing over the black wall meant stepping onto the plateau.
And upon stepping onto this plateau, one was greeted with a magnificent "welcoming ceremony."
Landing on solid ground, Richard looked out, seeing that the field of vision was filled with countless soldiers standing like chess pieces on a mirror-like, smooth surface.
At a height of twelve thousand meters, the soldiers showed no signs of discomfort, maintaining solemn expressions, dressed in splendid armor, holding weapons, standing upright.
One, a row, a group, a massive formation... innumerable...
So this is what a sea of people looks like.
At this moment, the answer to a question finally became clear—why was there no one in the entire heaven; because they were all instructed by the god to gather here in full readiness, fighting to protect the divine kingdom and the true god.
Richard also understood the true god’s intention: at first, delay and try to hold him back, if not then deceive him, preferably luring him unsuspectingly into that giant door. If deception didn’t work, then battle fiercely, yet still not revealing himself and merely letting his followers bleed and sacrifice.
What can be said?
Is the true god too cowardly? Even if someone invades, he insists on not appearing until the last moment?
Or is the true god too powerful, disdainful of these small matters of entering heaven, leaving everything for his subordinates to handle, ignoring him until the end?
But... regardless of which, solving the present trouble should reveal the truth.
Alright then.
Richard looked forward earnestly, scanning the full view of the army blocking him.
Firstly, he saw numerous ordinary heavenly soldiers, dense as ants, occupying most of the field of vision. Their armor was dazzling gold, and their weapons were a bright golden hue, surfaces shimmering with energy luster, casting a lavish tone over the whole world.
Among these ordinary heavenly soldiers were taller elite heavenly warriors, each over two meters tall, strong and stalwart, with resolute expressions, wielding heavy weapons like warhammers and chain maces. Their exposed skin was enveloped with substantial amber energy, exuding a formidable aura.
Further in, there were angels with multiple pairs of wings. Those with the least wings were lower angels, more wings signified middle angels, even more meant upper angels, and the most wings belonged to the angel leader. All angels carried a sacred aura, majestic and devout, surrounding a person at the center.
The person in the center was clearly the commander of the whole army, more sacred in bearing than the angels, dressed in a silver robe, standing erect, holding a two-meter-long magic wand like bearing the flag of heaven.
The end of the magic wand was inlaid with a fist-sized white crystal, continuously radiating bright light.
The silver-robed man’s body was also glowing, illuminating a vast area around him.
Yet the brightest was the crown worn by the man, seemingly crafted purely from light, shining like the sun, almost impossible to gaze upon directly, compelling a sense of awe.
And if one could control the sense of awe, forcing oneself to look directly, amidst stinging eyes and blurred vision, one could see the crown’s substance was nonexistent, only reflecting all light, was a... gleaming bald head.
The bald priest... um no, the Silver Priest—Sharye!
