Chapter 404 -404-The Origins of the Chaos Humans
Chapter 404: Chapter404-The Origins of the Chaos Humans
The feeling was indescribably strange.
Daniel knew perfectly well that the old man wasn’t looking at him.
Yet it felt as though something invisible had pierced straight through his soul.
It was as if those ancient eyes had crossed the endless river of time itself, falling upon him from an unimaginably distant past...
"Prisoner... chess piece..."
The old man murmured softly.
At that moment, his body suddenly trembled.
Two figures separated from him, one to each side.
All three looked exactly alike.
The only differences lay in their robes and expressions.
The figure on the left wore a pure white mage’s robe.
His expression was gentle, giving off the warmth of a spring breeze gliding across a tranquil lake.
The figure on the right was dressed entirely in black.
His face was cold and emotionless, while a ruthless gleam lingered deep within his eyes.
The old man turned toward the white-robed elder, his voice calm.
"I’m counting on you."
"Even if only a sliver of hope remains, I must gamble everything."
"Otherwise... once those invaders step into this world..."
"It will all be over."
The white-robed elder smiled.
"Leave it to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body dissolved into countless motes of light that drifted toward the depths of the world.
Watching him disappear, the old man let out a long sigh.
"The survival and inheritance of a civilization have always been the most important matters."
"If I wish to completely change this world..."
"There is little more I can do."
"I can only remake myself."
"Perhaps then..."
"This civilization may yet find a path to continue."
He slowly turned toward the black-robed elder.
His voice remained as calm as ever.
"Modis."
"I’m about to enter a long slumber."
"The future of this civilization..."
"I leave it in your hands."
The black-robed elder let out a cold laugh.
"Hahaha..."
"You old fool."
"You still think you can use me?"
"I refuse."
"Once you’re asleep..."
"I’ll turn this entire world upside down."
The old man showed no sign of anger.
Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Everything..."
"Will be judged by time."
The next instant—
Endless currents of the Laws of the Universe surged in like a tidal wave.
Layer upon layer wrapped themselves around his body, sealing him inside an invisible prison.
At the very same moment—
Boom!
The great gates of the Morningstar Temple slowly closed with a deep, resonant rumble.
Daniel silently watched everything unfold.
Like a spectator standing beyond history itself.
He remained upon the riverbank of time, watching its endless current flow before him.
He finally understood.
The master of the Morningstar Temple...
Was none other than the World Will of this universe.
Though he ruled the entire world...
He himself was forever bound by the Great Cosmic Will.
Like a king chained to his own throne.
No matter how magnificent his crown...
He could never overstep his cage.
The old man refused to remain a prisoner forever.
He longed for the countless stars and worlds scattered throughout the Endless Starsea.
Yet the Great Cosmic Will prevented him from growing any stronger.
At the same time, he feared that one day his world would inevitably fall before invading enemies.
So...
He divided himself into two halves.
One of light.
One of darkness.
He sent the benevolent half into the cycle of reincarnation, hoping it would create a new future.
Meanwhile...
The darker half remained behind to govern the world.
It became the crack through which destiny itself might someday be broken.
Daniel immediately grasped the old man’s true intentions.
"This..."
"is the World Will’s final gamble."
"He refused to accept fate."
Whoosh—
The scene before Daniel shifted once again.
The benevolent incarnation was born into an ordinary family.
His name...
Was Aldman.
From birth, Aldman possessed the Sacred Fate Physique.
A quasi-Sage-grade Divine Artifact descended into the world alongside him.
The moment he was born, extraordinary heavenly phenomena filled the skies.
Countless great figures throughout the world were alarmed.
Yet...
As though they had reached a silent agreement...
Every one of them pretended not to have noticed.
Aldman was exceptionally gifted.
Whatever he learned, he mastered almost instantly.
At the age of fifteen, he left home to travel the world.
He first secluded himself within a cathedral for three years.
There, he cultivated a compassionate heart and comprehended his own true path.
During that period, he created a Great Sacred Art—
Radiance of the Sanctum.
Afterward, he entered the Hall of Sages for another three years of secluded cultivation.
There, he forged both a Sacred Heart and Sacred Laws while mastering another Great Sacred Art—
Radiance in a Single Thought.
Later...
He entered the Arcane Academy.
Three years passed once more.
Within those halls, he condensed an Arcane Heart and comprehended the Arcane Laws.
In merely nine years...
He rose to become the supreme existence of that entire world.
Meanwhile...
His evil counterpart, Modis, was hardly idle.
True to his nature, he sowed chaos everywhere he went.
He ignited a catastrophe that swept across the entire world, dragging countless lives into endless warfare.
Yet there was one person he feared above all others—
Aldman.
Therefore...
He deliberately severed the path connecting the Mortal Realm and the Sacred Realm, preventing Aldman’s continued ascension.
But in the end...
Aldman united the strength of all living beings.
With the aid of countless powerful allies, he forcibly shattered the barrier separating the two realms.
He successfully overcame the Sacred Tribulation and ascended to Sagehood.
From that moment onward...
His cultivation advanced at an astonishing pace.
More and more followers gathered beneath his banner.
Eventually...
His strength reached the same level as that of his original self.
Then...
The inevitable battle finally arrived.
Aldman and Modis clashed in a decisive final confrontation.
Aldman emerged victorious.
He slew Modis before ultimately merging with the original body that had remained sealed away.
From that day onward...
The World Will itself was no longer the old man.
It had become Aldman.
He fulfilled the dream he had once envisioned.
Breaking free from the shackles imposed by the Great Cosmic Will...
He led his entire civilization into the Endless Starsea, opening a far broader future for them all.
Many years later...
A remarkably gifted child appeared within the civilization he governed.
His name was Morian.
Morian possessed extraordinary talent.
Aldman personally nurtured him, guiding him step by step until he eventually reached the Oracle-grade.
Yet destiny seldom followed one’s wishes.
During one of his journeys through the Endless Starsea...
Aldman was ultimately slain by a powerful enemy.
With his death...
The once-unified civilization immediately fractured.
The various races gradually drifted apart.
Because Morian had been born a human...
He naturally became the leader of humanity.
At that very time...
An Oracle-grade known as the Emperor Caesar sought to absorb Aldman’s legacy into his own dominion.
After careful consideration...
Most of the other races ultimately chose submission.
Only Morian refused to bow his head.
In doing so...
He directly offended the Emperor Caesar.
Rather than live beneath another’s rule...
Morian led the Chaos Humans away from their homeland.
They journeyed across countless regions before finally settling within the Myriad-Star Cosmos.
Later...
After still more migrations...
They ultimately established themselves inside the newborn Chaosverse.
After enduring countless hardships over the ages...
Morian himself advanced from a T6 Oracle-grade to a T8 Oracle-grade.
Daniel quietly watched every scene unfold.
Only after the final image faded away did the surrounding world gradually return to the appearance of the Holy See.
He slowly blinked, carefully organizing everything he had witnessed.
"So..."
"This is the true origin of humanity."
"The Chaos Humans came from the Old World."
"That ancient civilization contained countless races."
"After Forefather Aldman fell in battle..."
"It eventually splintered apart."
"Forefather Morian, being human, had originally been chosen by Forefather Aldman as his successor."
"But the other races refused to accept him."
"That was where the first cracks appeared."
"It was because they failed to remain united..."
"That the Emperor Caesar found an opportunity to force them into submission."
"Rather than live under someone else’s rule..."
"Forefather Morian led the human race away while he was still only a T6 Oracle-grade."
"He brought the Chaos Humans into the Chaosverse."
"They endured unimaginable hardship..."
"Until he finally reached the T8 Oracle-grade."
"The road the Chaos Humans have walked..."
"Has truly been a difficult one."
Daniel slowly let out a long breath.
"But..."
"Why are they treating me so differently?"
"They deliberately granted me access to all of this..."
"Just so I could witness the entire history of the Chaos Humans?"
As he pondered the question—
Suddenly—
Buzz!
Ripples spread across the empty space before him.
An object slowly emerged from the center of the distortion.