Chapter 129:
A Body of Iron, a Traveller of Flowing Waters
Regarding the incident where "he" was killed, Aiden retains a memory of it, but this memory is very vague.
He only remembers the person who killed "him," wearing the mask of the Blood Moon Sect, and piercing "his" heart with a shot during a fierce battle.
In the Blood Moon Sect destroyed by the Silver City's Inquisition, the core figures of the sect either committed suicide or were killed while resisting, with the only exception being the mysterious founder.
The former owner of this body was a powerhouse capable of single-handedly capturing S-class fugitives.
At least from Aiden's impression, the former owner of this body should have resisted at that time, or at the very least did not instantly lose the ability to resist when ambushed.
Being able to defeat and kill a senior inquisitor like that, the founder of this sect undoubtedly possessed remarkable strength.
The Blood Moon Sect not only used human bodies to summon dominators into this world but also attempted to target the three core figures with divinity in the Witch's Gathering. Dailey mentioned that the three prominent figures in the Witch's Assembly, Abigail, Lamia, and Chimera, all possessed divinity, and one way to acquire divinity was to extract it from the remains of other individuals with divinity.
From this, it can be seen that the Blood Moon Sect likely also possesses information on divinity and divine words, and is actively collecting and gathering divinity and divine words.
Therefore, the likelihood is high that the founder of that sect would use divine words.
"Exactly," Mephilia gave a definite answer, "That person is not so simple; he is a saint who just one step away from the dominator's authority."
"A saint?"
"The thirty-six sentence can be subdivided into the authority of twelve dominators, each with three sentence under them. Mastering all the sentence under the same authority can make one a saint. The power of each sentence can be elevated to the limit achievable by mortals, and that person has mastered the three sentence of the 'Hatred' authority." Mephilia provided an explanation, "In other words, if you were to encounter him again, you would undoubtedly meet your end."
"Is his goal to become a god then? Isn't mastering all the divine words under one authority is enough to ascend to a Dominator? You mentioned earlier that there are additional conditions?" Aiden inquired further.
"This is the crux of what I'm about to say. After mastering the divine words, one must obtain the corresponding 'authority itself' to transcend the boundary between mortal and Dominator. To harness the power of the authority, one must fulfill the ceremonial requirements corresponding to each sentence under the authority. He did indeed acquire the authority but did not meet all the conditions for mastering it. And the remaining condition he needs to ascend to Dominator..." Mephilia smirked, "is to kill you."
Aiden paused at this revelation, "But didn't he already kill 'me' once? Shouldn't he be a Dominator by now?"
"Of course not. You are here standing alive and well; how could that be considered a successful kill?"
Aiden pondered for a moment and suddenly realized, "You prevented his ascension, didn't you?"
The previous owner of this body did indeed perish at that person's hands. However, the identity of "Aiden Galord" did not disappear— because mephilia used her power to summon him into this world, and making him reborn within this body.
In other words, due to his displacement through time, "Aiden" continued to exist in this world, and the conditions for the other person to "kill Aiden Galord" were not successfully met.
"Misled indeed," Mephilia chuckled.
"Does this mean he knows I'm still alive and will definitely attempt to kill me again?" Aiden pondered, stroking his chin. "But wait, it doesn't make sense. So many years have passed, and there has been no sign of him at all..."
Previously, he had believed that the person killed the former Aiden simply out of frustration after his cult was destroyed and the summoned goddess was taken away.
After killing the previous Aiden, that person might not have been aware that Aiden was still living well in this city or that Mephilia was secretly placed underground in the Rose Prison, and still being watched over by "Aiden," hence why there had been no further attempts in these five years.
However, from the information Mephilia just revealed, it was clear that the individual who killed "him" had a more specific and urgent purpose to kill him.
If the founder of the Blood Moon Sect killed "Aiden" to ascend to Dominator status, upon realizing his ascension had failed after killing the former Aiden, he should have known that "Aiden" was still alive.
Logically, that person should have come looking to finish the job.
However, five whole years had passed without a single disturbance, and Aiden had not seen a trace of that person again.
"There are many reasons, but primarily because he has realized that killing you again would be meaningless," Mephilia provided an answer. "The 'insurance' I placed on this body is not a one-time deal."
Aiden paused for a moment, then realized, "Could it be... after I was killed, another traveler would be reborn in this body?"
"Yes, that's right," Mephilia affirmed decisively. "Although I wield authority over the spiritual aspect, it doesn't mean I'm clueless about the divine words under other authorities. In a sense, this body of yours can be considered immortal, just unable to achieve true resurrection. Each time you die..."
"A new soul takes its place?" Aiden continued.
"Quite intriguing, isn't it?" Mephilia chuckled.
"Not really... So this was the reason you summoned me here," Aiden replied expressionlessly, thinking to himself, what kind of game is this? A body of iron, a traveler of flowing waters?
"Mm, not entirely," Mephilia replied mysteriously. "In any case, you now realize your predicament, right? Although that guy may not be able to kill you right away, once he finds a way to permanently dispose of you, he will surely come back."
"Such an important matter, and you're telling me now?" Aiden stared intently into Mephilia eyes, feeling increasingly unable to read this goddess before him.
"Even though I have a soft spot for you and hope you live a bit longer, it doesn't mean I will hand-hold you through everything. What's the point of having a pet that would die without its owner pampering it like a nanny?" Mephilia smiled indifferently. "This time, you came to me to learn the divine words of the gods, consider this information as your reward. Here's a piece of advice—master the authority of a Dominator, or your future demise will be quite grim."