Su Han frowned again, signaling Nyarlathotep to continue.
Nyarko carefully considered her words before speaking, “Generally speaking, the rulers of an era are so powerful that they cannot be described in words! And the number of these rulers, or rather, their races, who are immortal and indestructible, is also extremely large.”
"To give you an example, Pan Jiyuan, this powerful being, is definitely someone with an infinite lifespan! His immortality has reached its extreme."
"He died simply because he violated the theorem. He forcibly continued the Pan Era! So he died... And Hong, if he had forcibly continued the Third Era, he would have also died. Moreover, his death did not necessarily mean success, but only that there was a possibility of continuation... And if he failed, the entire dominant race of the Pan Era would be purged."
"Hong is dead?" Su Han raised an eyebrow. This was quite different from the primordial myths he knew.
“Of course Hong didn’t die, because at the end of the Second Era, he decided to follow the practices of the eras before him. That is, to create a large world belonging to his own race... and then move his entire race into it.”
Nyarko gave Su Han a meaningful look. "Clearly, He succeeded. That world, in your understanding, should be the so-called primordial world!"
"Although we lost control of the Void Sea, the highest-level universe within the Void Sea is enough for the Pan race to live and cause trouble."
"Moreover, even the leaders of our ancient era, the Ancient Rulers, are generally too lazy to take action against the Primordial World! Even if they lose control of the era, their foundation is still extremely strong. Anyway, if we fight them, even if we have control of the era, we will definitely lose several Ancient Rulers! In fact, at least two of the Three Pillar Gods would have to join forces to have any chance of breaking through that world."
"But the losses are far outweighed by the gains! The Great Old Ones may be brainless, but the Three Pillar Gods are not. And the Three Pillar Gods won't attack that world. After being attacked a few times, the Great Old Ones will naturally learn that they can't touch that world either. They'll stay away from that world from now on!"
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Chapter 548 The New Master of the Old Ones! The Sole Successor to the Authority of Azathoth
"Is that so?" Su Han nodded with a somewhat subtle expression, then asked, "Continue! Didn't you say before that Azathoth's death was suspicious... and that you hadn't mentioned my connection with the Great Old Ones?"
“Hmm,” Nyarlathotep nodded slightly, organizing her thoughts, “The reason why Azathoth’s death is suspicious is mainly because no race to dominate the next era has been born after His death…”
"These two things seem unrelated, but in reality, they are very unrelated... This judgment was made by Yug, who is known as omniscient and omnipotent, so his judgment is quite credible."
"And through our investigation, we have basically confirmed that... Azathoth's death is very likely related to the many acquired evil gods who have now devoured Azathoth's divinity."
"...Wait, how did this get involved with acquired evil gods?" Su Han was completely dumbfounded. Acquired evil gods were the main adversaries currently facing the Mist Council. Strictly speaking, the power of acquired evil gods was far inferior to that of innate evil gods.
Even the Great Old Ones are inferior to the acquired evil gods, let alone the ruler among the Great Old Ones... Azathoth.
No matter how you look at it, the acquired evil god could not possibly threaten Azathoth.
"There's no way! We can analyze it based on the theory that whoever profits the most is the one who did it. With Azathoth's death, the only ones who benefited were these rats who usurped the divine nature of the blind and foolish."
Su Han: "???"
Isn't your conclusion incredibly irresponsible?!
Raising an eyebrow, Nyarlathotep continued, "Of course, I know your concerns. The strength of these rats is indeed a problem right now. However, it's an undeniable fact that these rats are reaping the greatest benefits!"
"So, all things considered... the real mastermind's goal is very likely to allow these rats to truly grow stronger."
"When all the blind, foolish divinity has been devoured by the rats of various worlds, and they have grown to their peak, that may be the time when the mastermind behind it all emerges."
A cold glint flashed in Nyarlathotep's eyes. "But by then, His goal will have already been achieved! That guy is in the shadows, and we are in the light... We don't know anything about Him! So all we can do is sabotage all His plans."
"Is this the fundamental reason for the emergence of the Mist Council? Our appearance is to hunt down the mastermind behind it all?" Su Han suddenly realized, recalling what Nyarlathotep had said about the Mist Space being created by Yug.
Su Han was not surprised that the Old Ones did not intervene.
After all, the Great Old Ones are extremely divided, and it's estimated that only a few intelligent individuals, such as the three pillars, are aware of this matter. But clearly, they don't have Azathoth's influence; even if they knew, they couldn't unite the entire Great Old One race to take action.
"That's part of the reason! After all, the acquired evil gods were born and separated from various worlds... So why not give the other people in those worlds the possibility of separating from their worlds as well? Let these other people check and balance the acquired evil gods, and we'll have a much easier time."
"...So who am I?" Su Han frowned.
“Well, I told you before! Part of the foundation of the Misty Space is the corpse of Azathoth…” Nyarlathotep said with a smile.
"...You mean, I am the reincarnation of another part of Azathoth's corpse?" Su Han asked tentatively.
“That’s a reasonable guess,” Nyaruko said with her usual smile, “but unfortunately, that’s not the case.”
"Do you have some misunderstanding about the power of the blind and foolish god? If you are truly a reincarnation of a part of Azathoth's corpse, from the moment you were born, your essence surpassed that of us three pillar gods!"
Nyarko pouted and continued, "Even if you are a newborn, your strength will definitely reach the level of an ordinary Great Old One... As time goes by, you will naturally possess the power of the Three Pillar Gods... It is even normal to surpass the Three Pillar Gods after a long period of time."
"..." Su Han was speechless.
“I, Yog, the Black Goat, cut the remaining part of Azathoth’s body into a trillion pieces and then threw them into different worlds… letting them reincarnate on their own.”
"If these reincarnated beings are compatible enough with Azathoth, they should be able to naturally resonate with the final weapon created by Yog, the Misty Space."
Su Han's eyelids twitched a few times. "So, I'm the one who stood out from the trillion?"
“Probably so,” Nyarlathotep said with a wry smile. “Even if these trillion reincarnations of Azathoth were to actually be born and develop their own consciousness, they wouldn’t live long… They generally die around the age of fifteen, and the longest-lived one doesn’t live past twenty. Moreover, none of them are able to resonate with the Misty Space.”
“I, Yug, am almost in despair! As for the Black Goat, he doesn’t care… He has no interest in the Old Ages or the conspiracy of Azathoth’s sacrifice.” Nyarlathotep pursed her lips.
She gazed at Su Han, her eyes filled with excitement and emotion, "But then, you appeared."
"Sixteen years old, most Azathoth reincarnations would have died by this age... You're still alive! And you've successfully resonated with the Misty Space. In that instant, Yog and I knew we'd made the right bet."
Su Han gasped, his mind racing, a connection forming in his head. He knew perfectly well that he had been reborn and transmigrated...
Before being reborn and transmigrated, the other Su Han was undoubtedly already dead...
In other words, the original Su Han was actually a failure...
Su Han had always thought that the Misty Space was a cheat code he brought with him when he transmigrated, but now he understood that it wasn't... The Misty Space was actually a miracle born from the original Su Han's death, Su Han's transmigration, and Su Han's resurrection.
“Do you understand?” Nyarlathotep said, enunciating each word clearly. “You are not Azathoth, you are a miracle of us Great Old Ones! You are the only possibility to break the conspiracy of the Great Old Ones.”