Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 748 - 116: Your Customized VIP Package Has Arrived

This is the insurmountable chasm between humans and gods.

Merlin wasn't sure if he should refer to this angelic creation as a god, but that was the term humans used for things they couldn't understand.

In the face of the inescapable white radiance, all human resistance returned to its starting point, including themselves. Even the guards who came with the committee members and Chen Qi, who was caught up in this unforeseen calamity, weren't spared.

They returned to their pre-reassembled forms.

Perhaps in front of the supreme being mentioned by the committee, the resistance of the "puppet" was like that of an insect, stirring no ripples. Merlin knew why he hadn't met the same fate—the committee still needed someone to set up the final summoning ritual for them.

They didn't need his consent from the beginning.

The invisible strings dangled over him again, and despite his opposition, Merlin's body obeyed the creation's will. He lowered his head, no longer looking at the now-silent Song Xian and Zhuang Xiao, and under the control of the strings, returned to the midst of the committee members, following them.

He lamented the loss of power belonging to the "other world" for himself, Zhuang Xiao, and Song Xian. Otherwise, they might still have had a chance to explore the true nature of the angelic creation. Like the observers that existed as "probes," they were beings from the same tier. From its appearance, it seemed more like a combat-type creation.

Merlin understood why the committee members had been missing for several days.

They were setting up a ritual to summon the Old Gods. As puppets without souls or magic power, they naturally couldn't inject energy into the ritual array at will like Ethan and Winter.

It was located in the lower level of the committee area meeting room, appearing vastly different from what Merlin had known.

The committee members had used many mechanical creations to replace the energy storage crystals for inputting energy into the array. Merlin also saw a familiar object beneath the committee area.

It was the black lotus that fell into the city during the world's destruction. It proved to be the 009 Observer's remnant, contaminated by "Black Hole" energy. It provided critical research material for Chen Zhaoming's biological experiments and now served as the energy source for the summoning ritual.

Merlin slowly walked to the center of the summoning ritual array, facing the goat skull that the committee had obtained from somewhere.

In a complex and subtle state of mind, he began to recite the incantation.

He knew that once the summoning ritual was completed, it would be a conflict neither he nor the committee members could intervene in. The 53rd simulation was nearing its end. This might be the puppet's closest moment to victory. They had spent enough time studying the "black hole" energy, and now, they believed they were fully prepared and knew exactly the kind of entity they were about to summon.

A hunt for the Old Gods, and they believed victory was within their grasp.

Merlin was curious about the final outcome of this simulation.

As the last segment of the incantation concluded, a green flame ignited in the eyes of the goat skull.

This was a sign of success, indicating that Ethan had heard their presence.

Witnessing this, the committee members finally breathed a sigh of relief.

.........

At the same time, in a room shrouded in shadows.

The silence had lasted a long time. Winter and the black cat quietly waited, while Ethan rested against the headboard, eyes shut.

"The dream" had ended.

The ending of the City of Truth brought back many memories for Ethan, the ones he mentioned forgetting after "taking a hit to the head." They had no foresight on what changes this would bring to Ethan, and even the name "Ethan" only emerged later.

In that darkness, there was nothing, and naturally, names, as a human marker, weren't needed.

"Hey, I mean, if he turns back to how he was, what are you planning to do?"

The black cat broke the silence uneasily, turning to ask Winter.

Winter, however, responded with a question, "Isn't that exactly what you want?"

The black cat was momentarily choked, looking uncomfortable. She admitted to having thought that way when she reunited with Ethan in Dark Furnace City and even considered keeping him in that mirrored world. But as they spent more time together, she gradually came to enjoy interacting with the present Ethan.

Now, she was confronting this question head-on for the first time.

Which period of Ethan did she truly want?

"I've considered this question a long time ago."

Compared to the uneasy black cat, Winter appeared much calmer as she had been through it all.

When she first learned of Ethan's connection with Evil God Bajatos, she experienced the same mental struggle as Little Dark was now. The faith in the Evil God was bound to bring unforeseen changes. Among the believers of Bajatos she'd seen, apart from those witches powerful enough to preserve their youth and remodel their bodies, most could only be described as horrible.

But she had long found her answer.

"Even if he turns into an octopus face, my feelings for him won't change."

"No, he absolutely can't turn into an octopus face!"

Those three words made Little Dark's fur stand on end, her tail high with the newfound skill of hissing, "He absolutely can't turn into such a disgusting creature! The change I'm talking about refers to his character!"

Even tracing back to the "black hole" period of Ethan, he was still very much aligned with her aesthetic.