I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 477 - 477 476. Heaven_1

Chapter 477: 476. Heaven_1 Chapter 477: 476. Heaven_1 Eye Demon Gale had become a devout follower of the Church of Sunshine, no, to be precise, he was now the High Priest of the church, specifically responsible for heeding the divine revelations!

After all, he was the first to come into contact with that scroll.

And that scroll, now known as sacred scripture, is placed within the Sacred Temple in the Holy City, an object of veneration for all believers.

What Gale had to do every day was rise early, lead people in worshiping the sacred scripture, and then proceed to pray at Sacred Hillside.

Sacred Hillside was a hill outside the city which, due to the sighting of fresh grass there and believed to be a divine sign, had become a holy place. Moreover, this was no lie; indeed, they found traces of grass and trees that had withered, an impossibility in the Dusk City where the Divine Beings had perished.

Today was the day of prophecy.

The devotional activities of the Church of Sunshine had reached their zenith.

But where exactly the orthodoxy of the Church of Sunshine lay had always been a subject of debate.

Gale, of course, believed himself to be the orthodox, their doctrine being divine redemption—the approaching Divine Beings would save them.

Some factions believed in strict self-discipline, not to kill, not to feast on humans.

Others belonged to the Sect of Destruction, which held that the advent of the Divine Beings was not a good thing for the Eye Demon race that rose after the everlasting twilight; perhaps the promised paradise was never meant for them, and once the Divine Beings arrived, all Eye Demons would be punished.

The different factions attacked each other, each claiming to be the true orthodoxy.

There were also those who simply watched for entertainment, thinking perhaps all of this was a prank, that the Divine Beings would never descend and someday people might come out and say sorry we have fooled you all.

As long as the fun-seeking nonbelievers did not truly believe, they would not get hurt and would always stand on invincible ground.

The way Dusk City kept time was according to the subtle changes of a plant; the beginning of a day was marked when its leaves stood erect, and then, the leaves would gradually wilt until they stood again at midnight.

Or rather, Dusk City had designed its own time standard for the Foreign Domain, following this rhythm.

After all, it was perpetual twilight, and no one was seriously calculating the current time.

At the start of this day, everyone gathered around the city felt something different.

The worshippers who had completed their devotions couldn’t shake the feeling that the twilight seemed unusual.

“Do you see, is it a bit brighter over there?”

“You’re probably seeing things; isn’t it the same color as always?”

“Truly, I feel it’s definitely brighter than before.”

“Where? It still looks like the same color to me.”

“Really, really, I noticed some bright light too!”

The onlookers gazed towards the horizon, where, within the somber and unchanging hues of dusk, there indeed appeared to be bursts of light.

In the next instant, as everyone’s eyes turned skyward, a beam of light pierced through the clouds, casting a direct shine upon the earth.

The light seemed tangible, like a finger pointing out, illuminating the ground.

In the air filled with dust, the light brought tears to one’s eyes.

Though the Eye Demons had no tears, they still widened all four of their eyes, eager to etch this miraculous sight deep into their memories.

In the next moment, more rays of light pierced the darkness, and that hundred-year twilight of the Dusk City came to an end.

Sunlight bathed the earth, a blazing, brilliant sun of intense brightness that hurt one’s eyes, making it difficult to keep them open.

Basking in the sunlight, the Eye Demons cheered and leaped with joy, tears in their many eyes, wailing like children.

At this moment, all heresies, conflicts, and debates over who was the rightful orthodoxy within the Church of Sunshine became irrelevant.

Everyone ran wildly under the sunlight, relishing the joy unknown for a hundred years.

It was then someone noticed that in the wilderness outside the city, ancient ruins suddenly revealed themselves.

The ruins appeared decaying, yet were filled with towering structures, exuding a sense of grandeur and indifference.

“Is this paradise?”

The Eye Demons had already felt that the resurgence of blistering sunlight was the revival of the Divine Beings, and now, the emergence of these ruins further confirmed the contents of the prophecy.

The Gods have truly returned!!!

While everyone was exuberantly rejoicing, the Church of Sunshine seized a group of people who had previously deemed the prophecy false and had tried to disrupt the Church’s missionary work.

They believed that these individuals might be malevolent, fallen beings from darkness, attempting to impede the arrival of the Gods.

They must be punished!!!

These dozens of people were brought before Gale, and Gale glanced at them.

“I will enumerate your sins, and the Gods will bestow divine punishment upon you.”

Gale waved his hand.

“First is the sin of pride…”

He spent some time reading out their crimes; thereafter, the Eye Demons standing behind the convicts brought down their knives, beheading them all for the public to see.

Afterward, he stopped people from the Church of Sunshine who were trying to enter paradise prematurely.

“Paradise should only be entered by those who are wholeheartedly devoted. We should establish an inspection institution at the entrance to judge each person’s qualifications.”

Gale and the followers gave some instructions, then approached the gates of paradise.

“I will be the first to step into paradise and welcome the grace of the Gods.”

He, along with several Eye Demons, walked into the midst of paradise, surrounded by a grey mist. Soon, Gale saw a strange building, and inside it sat an Eye Demon enveloped in smoke with a yellowish body.

“To enter the amusement park, you must buy a ticket.”

The other said.

“Buy a ticket?”

The word meant to pay in the language of the Eye Demons, who typically lacked the concept of economy. They usually bartered or, upon seeing something they desired, resorted to outright looting. The current implication was likely that they had to give something to him.

“Gentlemen, to enter paradise, you must exert effort. Those who do not labor will not receive redemption. This rule must be added to the holy scriptures.”

Gale instructed.

The people around nodded in agreement.

Afterward, Gale thought for a moment, then began to vomit.

The stomachs of Eye Demons were large, capable of holding a lot of food. In barren places, when no food could be found, they would rely on these reserves to survive.

Soon, Gale vomited a lump of half-digested meat, covered in a copious amount of saliva, enough to sustain him for two days.

“This should be enough for a few of us.”

Gale reverently and solemnly placed the lump of meat on the table in front of the other.

The yellowish Eye Demon glanced at it, displaying a hint of disdain before reluctantly accepting it, hesitating for a moment.

“Go on in, then. This is the tour manual.”

He handed several tour manuals to Gale.

“This is an oracle, a true oracle, the rules of paradise. I must write this down, commit this to memory, and spread it to everyone.”

Gale said excitedly.

He and the others walked further in, and they discovered that what looked like a dilapidated building from the outside was in fact splendid and vibrant on the inside. Wondrous music echoed in their ears, and the fragrant scent of food came forth, seeming to be filled with joyous laughter.

“This is… this is… this is heaven!”

Gale couldn’t help but exclaim excitedly.