Terra calendar 1591.2.04.

It was night, outside the remote suburbs of New Manhattan, near a long-abandoned industrial ruins.

This used to be a quarry in the old days, but now it has long been deserted.

The ruins of abandoned buildings are covered with moss and vines, and the air is filled with a smell of decay and moisture.

In the distance, dilapidated machinery and equipment looked like abandoned giants, stained with rust and looking particularly gloomy in the night.

Woohoo~~~

Forgotten pits covered the ground, like cracks leading to the bottomless abyss, and the cold wind blew through, making a low whimpering sound.

Deep in this desolate ruin, secret underground passages wind down, leading to an even darker cave.

There is no light here, only the weak flames of candles dancing around the cave.

In the center of the cave, a huge spider web covered the entire altar, like an invisible web, wrapping everything in shadow.

In the center of the spider web, a spider statue carved from obsidian stands like a dead guard on the edge of the crack, with shadows crawling in the abyss behind the statue.

Around the ritual altar, there was a lock of black hair, a piece of cloth and an obsidian crystal that shone with faint light.

The crystal is surrounded by spider webs, and threads emerge from the depths of the cracks, wrapping around the symbol. The threads of fate are silently weaving some kind of inescapable bondage.

Standing in front of the altar is a woman in black robe, her appearance is in sharp contrast to the darkness of the scene.

She has long silver hair, as smooth as silk, draped over her shoulders, shining with a cold luster. Her skin is dark black, and her eyes are as deep as two bottomless black wells, with a soul-stirring light.

The corners of her lips raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.

There is no doubt that this is a drow.

Her real name has been abandoned long ago, and the name she now uses is the name given to her by her dear leader, who calls her - Irma Grazer.

At this moment, beside Glazer, a woman wearing men's clothing gently hugged her chest, with a playful smile on her lips.

This lady dressed in menswear has flaming red hair tied neatly behind her head. She has delicate eyebrows and is extremely beautiful. There is a tear mole in the corner of her eye.

"How does the Great Spider Mother feel about the revenge you offer her?" Charlotte raised her eyebrows and asked in an understated tone, as if she was just chatting.

Glazer raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and responded in a low voice:

"He is very satisfied. He also specially found the mount of the God King who defends the World Tree from the Golden Court for Hamlet, who is eager for revenge. Now, it is my turn to get my reward."

Her voice was low and somewhat sarcastic, and her silver-grey drow eyes showed obvious ambition. She glanced at Charlotte and said with a little teasing:

"What? Didn't the great Lord of Changing Heaven give you the blessing you deserve?"

Hearing Glazer's teasing, Charlotte's eyes flashed with an almost imperceptible haze, then she smiled self-deprecatingly and said lightly:

"It is really difficult for us, believers in the Changing Heaven, to figure out what the great deceitful counselor wants."

She looked up at the spider web on the roof of the cave, with a hint of envy in her tone.

"Ever since the fourth sword-wielding man in the Kingdom of Heaven was born, the Lord of the Changing Heaven has been deeply attracted by him. Our conspiracy can no longer whet the appetite of that Lord."

At this point, Charlotte's voice became calmer, but the complex emotions hidden in her tone were impossible to ignore.

"Since the appearance of the Golden Tree, the ancient living gods and foreign gods have set their sights on Terra. Terra has ushered in unprecedented events. Look, aren't you now the patron god of the drow, the great Spider Mother?

Can a powerful man from the Golden Court do anything?"

After hearing this, Glazer raised her chin slightly, her eyes shining with pride. She responded softly:

"Power is just an existence comparable to the existing gods and the multiple miracle holders at the top of Terra. You know, miracles are called divinity, authority, and power in the hands of gods..."

"Besides, the powerful authority can only be fully exerted in one's own kingdom of God, or in the chaotic and evil outer plane of ether."

"For example, that place is eroded by endless demons and chaotic forces and is numbered 66."

Glazer's calm tone revealed complex emotions that were difficult to put into words:

"In the past, most gods could not cross the crystal sky. Now they can pass through the junction opened by the World Tree...or the Golden Tree, and then they can gather their strength again and watch this land.

And the Golden Court, as extraterrestrial gods that share certain qualities with the Golden Tree, is also taking this opportunity to exert their influence on this world again."

Glazer's voice sounded cold and solemn in the low cave. She paused for a moment, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, and then said in a tone that was mixed with awe and faint fear:

"Furthermore, do you know how the Kingdom of Heaven and those thaumaturgy scholars of Terra call these living gods and the mighty powers of the Golden Court...?"

Her words seemed to carry some kind of indescribable vibration, which made the air feel a little depressed.

She spoke slowly, her eyes reflecting the faint candlelight in the cave, and her voice almost dropped to a whisper:

"They only call God - information integration."

The moment the words were spoken, there was an invisible chill in the air, and even Charlotte's usually indifferent face showed a strange look.

This title seems to be completely divorced from the dignity and majesty that gods should have, and instead reduces those aloof gods to some kind of cold and heartless existence.

"Information integration," Glazer repeated the title, with cold sarcasm in her voice. It was a mockery of those scholars, but also mixed with unconcealable fear.

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This title reduces those ancient and powerful gods to mere carriers of information, denying their divinity and uniqueness of existence.

Such a title, in the ears of believers in God, is not only derogatory, but also a complete denial of the divine essence.

"Think about it, Charlotte," Glazer's eyes flashed with an unclear light, "what a presence these gods are! They are the masters of the ether, the kings beyond the endless planes. But those

Mortals who think they have control over knowledge dare to define them in such cold terms, as if they are just the result of some complex calculation!"

"They used the so-called genealogy to steal God's authority in the ether." Glazer continued, her voice getting colder and colder, as if she was venting her anger to the existence in the void.

"They used genealogy to systematically compile everything they knew in the etheric ocean. The thaumaturges had begun to master the 'divinity' from the stage of the Crowner, but they called it the crown, or the 'domain name'——

It is the root of all kinds of incredible changes.”

Those gods that were once aloof were deconstructed by these mortals using rationality and mathematics, splitting their power into "domain names" and "resources", and turning them into "data" that can be understood, controlled, and even manipulated.

And this kind of deconstruction is exactly the blasphemy and erosion of the gods.

The hierarchical structure of the 'Domain Name Schema' allows different resources to be classified and identified.

This not only makes the domain name easier to understand and manage, but also enables hierarchical analysis - from high to low, querying downwards step by step, and finally parsing the 'domain name' into the corresponding distortion of reality.

This hierarchical structure and distributed design enable [Crown] to efficiently manage and resolve billions of ‘domain names’.

Crown and lineage share glory.

The pedigree uses the [myth factor] of the powerful to accomplish all kinds of incredible things, and they analyze their own great power through the carrying mode of the pedigree.

The complexity hidden behind this system is far beyond ordinary people's understanding.

The skills of those thaumaturges are based on the rules at the interface between reality and ether, and they establish their own genealogy system by "depriving gods" of their power.

All this is not only a usurpation of the gods, but also the ultimate challenge for mortals to the divine realm.

The [miracle] above the [Crown] is the beginning of complete informationization for individuals. When they pass through the seven levels of ether, the individual powerful ones among the thaumaturges will completely become what they call - 'information integration'.

Steal divine power and dissect divinity.

For gods, this is simply blasphemy, a huge blasphemy!!!

For most of the gods of the Golden Court who need "faith tax" and "information assimilation (authority assimilation)" as dependencies.

The thaumaturges of Terra are all heretics, one after another.

The Kingdom of Heaven is the heresy among heretics, the evil spirit among evil spirits, and the devil among devils.

The word abyss is the synonym of heaven in all heavens and worlds.

The four sword-wielding men are the four Lords of the Abyss who burn, kill, loot and do all kinds of evil.

The resolution meeting is the Demon King's Council, and the thirteen resolution makers are the thirteen great demon kings who lead the demons in the abyss.

Every large-scale expedition of the Kingdom of Heaven is called - an explosion of the abyss.

Every turmoil in the kingdom of heaven will lead to inevitable disasters.

The Golden Court was established precisely to suppress the next round of abyssal eruptions.

For the sake of their respective believers and for the survival of the Kingdom of God, they must gather together and prepare to face the inevitable disaster.

However, the existence of the Golden Royal Court is like that of all the countries on this land, and everyone has their own little thoughts.

Sometimes when they are separated, it is more exciting than when they are together.

At least the people in the Golden Court did not expect that some of them had already begun to secretly make plans in Terra, trying to spread their 'information assimilation' and 'myth elements' in Terra.

[Spider Mother Lolth], a powerful god of the Golden Court [Pantheistic/Dark Gods], her power is extremely powerful, especially related to darkness, conspiracy, betrayal, deception and spiders

has absolute dominance in the field.

If He wants to exert His power on Terra just like He does in His own kingdom of God and all the heavens and worlds, He must leave His own 'mark' on this land.

As his disciple, Irma Grazer chose what the Spider Mother loves most - "conspiracy", "betrayal" and "deception".

Irma Grazer is a member of the Red Branch and a believer in Lolth the Spider Mother.

Her mission in the organization is to use the Spider Mother's teachings to corrupt the minds of key figures in order to promote the realization of the Spider Mother's conspiracy in the real world.

She established a close relationship with Mikhail and gradually corrupted his heart through suggestion and manipulation, making him increasingly radical and violent.
To be continued...