Chapter 25: The Moon is Not the Moon, the Falling Sun The palace is very old, and it has experienced a lot of vicissitudes. Its interior is made of a pitch-black unknown stone, and the surface is engraved with distorted hieroglyphs that are changing and uncertain. There was a huge round table in the middle of the hall. There was no obvious light source, but it was filled with a cold and dim light. Around the round table stood nine high-backed bronze seats, three of which were occupied by people with blurred faces, who were silently participating in this inter-dimensional council. 'Tuk-tuk-tuk! ' The old man with a blurred face tapped the table and said calmly: "Everyone is here, shall we start the regular meeting?" The other blurred figure smiled, his voice was like a bell, full of majesty, and he seemed to be a middle-aged man: "Let's get started. When are we going to scrape off the runes of truth in this temple? The power they hold to shred my sanity bothers me. It bothers me every time I come here."
As He spoke, He pointed to the ever-changing and distorted hieroglyphs carved all over the temple. The last person with a blurred face raised his head. It was a woman: "The Rune of Truth is the last step in the parliament's screening process. If a new member joins, he or she will have to face these Runes of Truth. Those who are not strong enough cannot serve as a member. Just bear with it." The middle-aged man shook his head: "Prophet, are you confused? How can there be new members? Six of the nine died, and five of the councillor orders were taken away by the Outer God Church. Only Dusk's is left, and the Dusk Order is used as bait in the Great City." The female voice known as the Prophet is ethereal: "What if someone could be inspired by the sun?" "The possibility is too low." The middle-aged man shook his head. "It can even be said to be impossible, [First Generation], what do you think?" The old man called "First Generation" was about to reply, but suddenly interrupted himself and uttered a light "exclamation". The three blurred figures simultaneously glanced sideways, looking towards the gate of the palace. The gate was made of an unknown metal and was trembling gently all the time, as if responding to a call from deep space. Accompanied by a soul-shaking hum, it is the echo of an ancient ballad from the depths of the universe. At this time, the door was not opened, but a figure appeared, accompanied by the sound of footsteps. 'Tap, tap, tap, tap' Heavy but gentle footsteps sounded, and a figure shrouded in mysterious mist slowly approached. His face could not be seen clearly. He was leaning on a cane, which hit the ground with a clear 'dong' sound. But the strange thing was that the 'dong' sound seemed to be repeating in a loop. The first time the cane fell, there was only one sound. The second time it fell, there were two strange "dongs". The third time, there were three sounds. The fourth time, there were four sounds. It takes ninety-nine steps from the main gate to the round table. The figure shrouded in mysterious mist walked to the bronze seat, took this last step, and pounded the cane for the last time. The sound of "dong" sounded ninety-nine times at the same time, echoing in the empty hall, accompanied by water-like fragments of time splashing from the place where the cane hit the ground. A mysterious person. The "new member" woman said solemnly: "Please take a seat." Chen Xiang remained calm, sat down on a high-backed bronze throne, and said nothing, just listening quietly. The three councillors who were observing him intently looked at each other, and the old man spoke first: "New member, welcome to the Old Council. You can call me [First Generation]." "I am the Great Emperor." The middle-aged man smiled. "I am the Prophet." The woman's voice was ethereal and solemn. She asked softly, "New member, please leave your name. It doesn't have to be your real name. You can use a code name like us."
As he spoke, he quietly stared at the mysterious man in front of him who was shrouded in mist. The mist was not thick, but it revealed a secret aura that could not be seen through. The mysterious man could only be vaguely seen wearing a pair of monocles. A terrifyingly powerful being. Seems to be related to time? Chen Xiang had no idea what the prophet was thinking. He just moved his throat and changed his voice, and a distorted and solemn voice rang out: “You can call me.” He raised his eyelids and used his right eye to spy on the emotional ups and downs of the three councillors through the monocle called "spiritual mentor". After coming here, the ability of the glasses has been enhanced, and the cane has also shown magical properties. He smiled: "You can call me mentor." The three councillors looked at each other again, their hearts slightly moved. This [mentor] was very calm, and was not affected by the Rune of Truth at all. His rationality had not been shaken. Is he just holding on, or is he strong enough to ignore the Rune of Truth? The First Generation pondered for a moment and said: "Teacher, although it may be a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask, how did you become a member of parliament?" Chen Xiang said in a low voice: "Sun, I see the scorching sun and am inspired by it." When he landed here, for some unknown reason, he got stuck in the crack for a moment, so he arrived a little late. But when stuck in the crack, Chen Xiang heard the previous conversation between the three people and obtained three extremely important pieces of information. Six of the nine congressmen are dead. The Dusk Order is used as 'fishing' in the Great City. The Sun's Inspiration can also become a 'senator'. At the same time, the emperor was obviously a little surprised: "The sun's call? How is this possible?" The prophet said: "The facts are before us, this is the only possibility." The first generation raised eyelids: "I have been keeping an eye on the whereabouts of the Speaker's relics. They have never fallen into the hands of gods, and no one can open the wooden box. Since it is not the Dusk Order, it can only be the call of the sun." "Do not." The emperor rejected it: "What if it comes from the five councillor orders taken away by the Outer God Church?" The prophet sighed: "Emperor, don't forget that even if you join with the order of the councillors, you still need to go through the gaze of the sun. Those with problems will be burned to ashes." Chen Xiang collected as much information as possible in silence. These three mentioned the "sun" many times. What does this sun refer to? The blazing sun that you saw when you merged the token? The three councillors debated for a while and finally agreed that the Mentor was inspired by the sun. Chen Xiang asked at the right time: "I want to know, how did the other councillors die?" This is his biggest concern. The three councillors looked at each other again, and the prophet sighed: "Hunting, hunting by the Outer Gods. The Old Parliament wants to overthrow them, so they naturally want to hunt us. This is why the parliamentarians do not show their true faces to each other." Chen Xiang's heart trembled slightly, but he pretended to be calm: "How do the Outer Gods know who the councillors are?" This time the answer is from the first generation: "Except for Speaker Twilight, the other five councillors were caught by clues and seen through by the Outer Gods." After a pause, He tapped the table lightly: "Teacher, you are a new member. I don't know how much you know about our old parliament, but I will introduce four key points to you." Chen Xiang nodded: "I am listening."
The First One leaned against the high back of the bronze seat: "First, there are nine seats in the parliament, eight members and one speaker. The speaker's code name is fixed as 'Dusk'. Whoever is the speaker is Dusk;" "Second, unless it is absolutely necessary, members of parliament will not reveal their identities to each other, unless they are facing a life-or-death crisis, in which case they can clearly identify themselves and ask for help from other members of parliament." "Third, the regular meeting will be held on the 8th of each month, and each member of parliament can temporarily initiate an emergency meeting." "Fourth, as an Old One, you can mobilize the power of the parliament, but in order to prevent all subordinate members from being implicated after being hunted down by the Outer Gods, each member only knows some of the information and files of the 'Old Apostles' and 'Old Messengers'." "That's all. Instructor, if you have any questions, you can ask them." Chen Xiang sorted out the information in an orderly manner. Then he asked the biggest question in his mind. "I believe in the old days, but I want to know where the old masters have gone." The three councillors were silent for a moment, and the prophet said: "The despicable Outer Gods exiled the seven Old Ones and the Old Ones. The exact location is unknown. It is suspected to be the legendary outer universe, or it may be the subspace." "Where are the other two?" Chen Xiang asked in a low voice. The Prophet closed his eyes: "Lord of Death, as you can see, He betrayed the Old Ones and the Greatest One!" "As for the Lord of Dusk, weren't you inspired by the Lord of Dusk?" Chen Xiang was stunned: "You mean the sun?" "Correct." The prophet bowed his head: "The Sun is the Lord of Dusk. He has long passed away, his body collapsed, his soul decayed, and he has become the dead, broken sun beneath our feet." "Gone. Gone?" Chen Xiang was a little dazed, and a deep sadness suddenly welled up in his heart for no reason. He asked softly: "We are now on top of His corpse?" "Yes." The first generation also had a very low sound: "Everyone knows that there are two moons in the sky, one is clear white, the other is dark red, but few people know that the dark red moon represents the falling sun and the passing dusk." Chen Xiang's eyebrows twitched wildly. The dark red moon in the night sky was not the moon, but the fallen sun. Was it the corpse of the Dusk Titan, the Dusk Lord? (End of this chapter)