MMORPG: I Can See Hidden Information Chapter 46
Advertisement
Chapter 46: Reappearance of the Celestial Arcanum
Having found the key at the statue on the top floor of the Heavenly Palace, Mike held it tightly in his grasp as he leisurely walked toward the secret room on the third floor.
‘I wonder what this celestial arcanum book looks like…’
With that, Mike had once again arrived at the secret door.
He inserted the key in his hand slowly into the keyhole.
As he did, he trembled slightly in excitement, anxious to see what this forbidden book that had been sealed by the gods looked like. At the same time, however, he was also somewhat afraid.
He was worried that at the reveal of this occult book, everything around him would change, possibly even affecting his mind and personality.
Creak…
He pushed the door open.
The room was dark and mysterious.
Mike felt that there seemed to be a mysterious force in the room, constantly urging him on in his subconscious.
It gave off an intense sense of oppression, which would undoubtedly have led many here simply by following their intuition.
The feeling was like the song of a siren, gradually making one forget why they came here in the first place, and eventually even who they were.
[Hidden Information: Warning! Warning! Warning! You have entered a semi-conscious state. Please use the Baptism of Holy Light to purify yourself immediately, or you will be lost here forever.]
Stunned at the sudden hidden message notification, Mike acted before he had any time to think.
He immediately sat down cross-legged before using the skill to purify himself.
‘Phew, that was close… If it hadn’t been for the hint, I would’ve been stuck here forever.’
After regaining his composure, he quickly became focused again.
‘I need to find this arcane book as soon as possible, I can’t stay in this room for too long.’
Mike raised his left hand. As he did, a bright and hot flame ignited, dancing on his palm.
The dazzling light of the flame illuminated the entire narrow room. Only then did Mike realize that the structure of this interior was roughly similar to that of the first floor.
Advertisement
There were only two rows of bookshelves in the entire room, and he quickly rummaged through them.
The titles of the books on them were grotesque. Simply by looking at them, Mike could imagine the villains who had written them in the past.
He couldn’t help but shudder.
After a quick search, he finally found what he had been looking for. The occult book laid just underneath the bookshelf.
As he pushed aside the bookshelf, freeing the mysterious book, a cold gust of ominous wind blew to his side.
It was as if a soul had broken free of its shackles. Breaking out of its cage, it rushed into the human world that it yearned for.
Mike shivered.
He brushed away the dust on the book and blew hard.
Following that, he turned to the first page.
“Those who find this book will be said to have found me. I am the original eastern god of Miracle, the Lord of love, the Lord of Solitude. This book is written by my hand in desperation.
“Though it has been many years since I ascended to godhood, I have yet one unfulfilled wish. In my quest to obtain absolute power, I have fought against the god of creation, Ogallas, several times, but I have always been disadvantaged.
“In our final battle, my mind was invaded by an evil god’s consciousness, and I inevitably fell into the dark path. The three eastern gods did their best to seal me in the Heavenly Palace.
“My younger brother tried to subdue the evil god’s power. In his determination to do so, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his divine body. My younger sister’s heart was broken, leading her to petition Ogallas to be permanently sealed in the spiritual world of the Heavenly Palace.
“I am ashamed of what has befallen the three gods of the east. Before I died, I wrote this book, containing all of my life’s knowledge and experiences. May it find its way to the fated person destined to obtain it.
“Those who have cultivated to a minor level may freely roam the world of Miracle. There will be none who can rival them. Those who cultivate to a higher level may ascend to become a god, destroying mountains and rivers in one breath.
Advertisement
“Those who cultivate to an even further extent will find themselves comparable to the creator god Ogallas, who can destroy the sun, moon, and stars with his bare hands.
“If this fated person is willing to atone for my sins, I will give unto them what I loved most in my previous life.”
As Mike read all this, his doubts towards Zhao Ruoxian were dispelled.
It turns out that such a story actually took place in the previous lives of the three gods of the east…
Mike couldn’t help but feel sorry for this legendary love-sealing god.
“The atonement in question regards my sister, the heart-severing main god. Rebuild her divine body. When the heart-severing god returns to the world of Miracle, she will recover her memories.”
“With that achieved, she will hand over my beloved treasure.”
As he saw this, Mike’s doubts started to resurface.
‘If this god’s strength was comparable to the creator god, Ogallas, why could his divinity have been corrupted by an evil god’s consciousness?
‘And why would this radiant celestial have lost his memories regarding this part?’
After reading the first few pages of the Celestial Arcanum, he was beginning to doubt the words of this forbidden book quite a bit.
‘Also, why would this book have been sealed in the Heavenly Palace instead of the main body of love-sealing God? Where is the main body?’
[Hidden Information: The Celestial Arcanum retains a large amount of the evil god’s consciousness. Its contents have been modified by the evil god. The Baptism of Holy Light can purify the evil in the first sections of the Celestial Arcanum. It is recommended to first learn the first seven chapters of cultivation following purification of the Celestial Arcanum. In the future, after gaining a more powerful purification skill, you may completely erase all trace of the evil god’s consciousness that exists in the book, purifying the Celestial Arcanum.]
After seeing the hidden information’s warning, he relaxed a little.
‘That was close… I was almost manipulated by the evil god’s consciousness. This hidden message came just in time.’
Mike activated the Baptism of Holy Light spell, bringing the arcanum up to his forehead.
A burst of pure white light sparked in the small room, dissipating a large amount of gray evil energy that exuded off the book, slowly fading away.
As the Holy Light fell, Mike opened his eyes and gazed at the Celestial Arcanum in his hands.
‘After all that, now I can only learn the first seven chapters? Sigh, at least it’s better than nothing, right?’
He continued to flip through the Celestial Arcanum before landing on the first chapter of the Celestial Arcanum cultivation method.
“Mind transfer technique!”
“Mastery of the mind transfer technique will allow the creation of brand new life forms in the cultivator’s spiritual world. These life forms will possess all the same characteristics and talents as the cultivator. The cultivator may freely design the appearance of the life form to their wishes, and may freely switch between the real and spiritual worlds with this life form.”
After reading these words, Mike was overjoyed.
His ability to create a clone has by now probably been thoroughly investigated by the royal palaces after he had used it in his battle against the Overlord-tier Exotic Beast.
As long as he mastered this mind transfer technique, he could create a brand new life form again.
As long as the cultivator didn’t die, the appearance of the life form could also continuously be changed.
‘This would allow me to freely switch between all kinds of aliases! This mind transfer technique is really amazing!’
Without saying much, Mike continued to flip through the profound mysteries of the Celestial Arcanum, before beginning to rapidly cultivate the mind transfer technique.
Outside the Heavenly Palace…
Zhao Ruoxian was struck with a bad feeling in her heart.
“That kid… could it be that he’s found that book?”
Advertisement
- In Serial227 Chapters
The First Corridor of Old Works
But what is it, really? Old Works. They say, some do anyway, or would, if they still had tongues - it's a dream. That it's a million year old mystery connecting three planets. Some, yet other, anonymous entities, charge that it's a structure, more accurately, an architecture - a quest, even, made from, and through - corridors. Pretty inarguably, for one thing, it's a maze. Even some pronounce, if you can understand those currently vomiting blood, that it's a corporation, and yet others - the brave ones – and dead - say it's... near death. Or that it is. Death. - Death itself. But that dark thing on the horizon, that thing emerging to replace the only system we... know. - Whatever it is it couldn't be the end, of everything, could it? Eminently possible, but - it couldn't be worse? 3 civilisations/3 planets... and Old Works. 4 heroes: The Cyclops seeing out his Eye the reality of that place - and by means of that vision - greasing the many-toothed gears of that great old churning nightmare. The Writer sweating to keep the story alive that supports the great old lying structure. The Fake King who abides among all those tunnels of dreams and lies and dreams and... slaves. And the Hero Dreamt, all those slaves - to maintain that structure's even functioning, have to - at all... they dream him. They literally dream him. But that thing, from whence, who knows, arriving? What kind of sick demonic mind could even - But it can only be psychosis - Or possession. Reducing all of reality to some kind of – what would you call it? A Game? A video... joke? And that half-Cyclops, that beauty – what does she have growing – beneath her supernatural genitals? A game for him? A game/a dream; a – world? Or just Old Works. And this Wound in reality – that our writer near-died putting inside her. What is it anyway? And what reality does it bring with it. This demon or God. Through the corridors; lattices of smoke and shadows and colours; dungeons; and supernatural organs; the labyrinths made from dreams... and flesh. - What happens when they face that Wound – staring the absolute. right. in. them? - Through - What happens to all us... slaves... then? But at the end of the hallway, you see it there, I say you do, that turning - It's only the First Corridor of Old Works. This finished 104,000 word kind of LITRPGy fantasy novel, the First Corridor of Old Works will be released in daily 2000 word chapters, or equivalent [unfailingly at 20:47 GMT] Immediately followed by the Second Corridor of Old Works [161,000 words, edited, ongoing, as of 24/09/21] At first lite on stats these LITRPGy elements will become increasingly - built meticulously upon what precedes - ubiquitous, as we proceed into a world painstakingly built to support these mechanisms. After - minimum - 6 months, this manic daily release schedule will be somewhat relaxed: 5 days a week. - But don't lie to yourself it's not there. That thing watching at the end of the hallway... and where it leads. It's - Of countless, it could only be - The First Corridor of Old Works.
8 196 - In Serial9 Chapters
Re: Heroes' Mount
A middle-aged, virgin dies in a car accident and gets reincarnated into a new world world called Solum. Same old same old, right? Wrong! He unexpectedly reincarnates into the world as a... horse?! Things don't go as planned for this legendary steed and somehow gets involved with Solum's own (immature) heroes.. Find how this human-turned-horse deals with his new, cruel fate..._____Thanks to eagle01081 for helping me brainstorm for this story! :)Also, credits go to the rightful person who drew the horse.Picture from: http://www.zerochan.net/687067#full
8 60 - In Serial10 Chapters
Returning to a New Era
“You first caught my attention when you stole the Giant’s Sovereignty. “I took note of your ability when you slew the King of Monsters. “And I found myself in awe after seeing you—” “Can you spare me the monologue? Just get me home, you tentacle porn bastard.” “…Okay.” When one leaves, one must also return; but what if the world you left was different from when you left? This is the story of a Returner’s Return to a New Era. It was Earth, but it seemed more foreign than the otherworld he returned from. I do not own the art on the cover. Schedule for upload: Wednesday and Sunday [Days still not specified]
8 194 - In Serial11 Chapters
Psychotic Death Online
(Side Project for now)In a futuristic alternate reality, the creators of nanotech team up with the VR capsule company to create a capsule where one could stay it in for a year at a time before having to leave. These capsules could be use for rehab and even reconstruction! Eventually, Buzzard, the largest gaming company in the world, created a new VRMMO with 99% realism pending the new capsules, of course the rate dropped to 97% with normal capsules and 90% with the old fashioned visor systems. Unfortunately, the new capsules cost $100,000 and not many people can afford them, either way the new game World of Destiny was a hit with over 110 million subscriptions!Meet our tragic MC Feng Jun, an injured psychopath that simply wants to get his next kill. He has no MO, he doesn't even care if what he kills is an insect let alone a person. He just has to kill every once in awhile to scratch his itch. Up til an injury that left him without a leg, he was able to make do simply killing insects as no one cared and he didn't even have to visit any doctors about it. People just thought he hated bugs! But after his injury he has been suck at his home not being able to do anything! Fortunately he is rich and spends most of his time playing MMOs since normal VRMMOs don't work well with his injury as the realism setting always keeps him with only one leg! But what will he do with a new opportunity to rebuild his leg with nanotech? Knowing he has to spend a year in the game minimum for something like this, he sets a goal to insure he doesn't go crazy (er) without having stuff to kill.This is a VRMMO story where the game is closer to zhan long than royal road with a few twists here and there. The world outside of the game is sci fi and has very little impact at least for the first year due to obvious reasons. No gore or explicit sex in this story, if cursing requires a mature tag I will add it later, this story is at best PG-13. Tragedy is for his circumstances and previous life, the game itself isn't tragic at all as it's just a game more or less.(This story will be put out alongside my main story whenever I feel like it for now, no set schedule at this time)
8 150 - In Serial11 Chapters
The author is insane
Welcome to my blog I'm the AUTHOR I want to write stuff. The story, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are entirely fictitious. No relation with actual persons (living or deceased), places, events and products is intended or should be inferred. Reader discretion is advised.
8 162 - In Serial352 Chapters
Battleforged: Book 1 - THE BILLION CREDIT HEIST - An Earth Apocalypse LitRPG Adventure
To do list for the post apocalypse: 1. Survive the orcs rampaging through your city. 2. Survive the pod trying to steal your mind. 3. Pull off the greatest heist of all time. It still amazed Eric how much the world’s end mirrored the movie his obsessed mother had put into production… set to release just three days after the Apocalypse. Only problem was, in the real world there were no chosen ones destined to fight the beast hordes now slaughtering countless millions in every major city on Earth. But humanity wasn’t completely helpless. You really could level up in this brave new world, and embrace magic, peril, and limitless power! So long as you didn’t mind a 90% mortality rate in alien vegetative pods as happy to turn you into topsoil as give you any shot at mastering a System designed to benefit elite invaders. Not fragile humans just trying to survive. But Eric was all about beating the odds… Even if it killed him. Author's Note - I plan in releasing 1 chapter a day for the first thirty days. I will then be posting at least 3 times a week. This story is for anyone who enjoys slow-rise-to-power story arcs! Our hero will start out humbled and desperate, struggling just to survive. And slowly, with time, diligence, and training his butt off, he'll evolve into a powerhouse that will force even his enemies to treat him with respect. And nothing beats the post-apocalyptic blues like stealing an absolute fortune in gold, right out from under the noses of everyone trying to kill you! Enough gold to live like a king… or start a city of your own!
8 1356

