I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 787 - 787 786. Divine Beings Gaze_1

Chapter 787: 786. Divine Beings’ Gaze_1 Chapter 787: 786. Divine Beings’ Gaze_1 Lu Ban had contemplated why those beings that surpassed the Ancient Overlords, despite having their own demands, would not personally venture into the corresponding Foreign Domains.

One possibility was that They simply did not care.

For existences that transcended stars and galaxies, it was hard to imagine that They would bother with the sorrows and joys of a few individuals in a tiny Foreign Domain.

Just as humans would study ants, but merely observe, at most using a magnifying glass to focus sunlight to burn a few, which was already considered rather idle.

These great wills might not care about the life and death of these Foreign Domains, driving the Chosen by Gods as a mere pastime, like playing idle clicker games, setting some parameters and then forgetting about it, only to recall much later to check on the progress.

However, after learning about the plight of the Splendid Realm, Lu Ban thought that perhaps those supreme existences truly would not pay attention to the survival or destruction of Foreign Domains, but for the Ancient Overlords, it might be different.

The Ancient Overlords, sealed by the Splendid Realm for so many years, tried to break through barriers, escape their Prison Cage, and would use every opportunity to exploit human curiosity to explore the unknown, ultimately attempting to unlock the Seals.

As for what kind of Divine Being Silence really was, Lu Ban had not chatted with It and naturally did not know.

But he was acquainted with incarnations of Ancient Overlords like Baobao and Charlotte; Divine Beings had their own pursuits, so it was reasonable for Them to interfere with the development process of Foreign Domains.

So, why wouldn’t They, like The Dark One or Baobao before, directly intervene?

This brought up an issue, which was key to Lu Ban’s contemplation on how to save Cui Siter.

That was observation.

Lu Ban and the others believed that the key to saving Cui Siter lay in the fact that the time-traveling Chosen by Gods had not directly witnessed Cui Siter’s end, and Cui Siter himself had already died at that time, so naturally, he lost the authority of observation in an instant of death.

Therefore, as long as Lu Ban did not witness Cui Siter’s death with his own eyes, there existed a possibility to save him.

As for Cui Siter’s later choice to nobly embrace death, that was the individual’s choice.

From this, one could understand that once able to traverse time, the Chosen by Gods had the powerful force of observing history, and the history witnessed by the Chosen by Gods became more solid, unchangeable, with a far-reaching impact on reality.

The power of the Chosen by Gods to travel through time was not inherent, but bestowed by the Silent Lands.

Lu Ban had reason to believe that those mighty beings must also be capable of time travel, or to put it another way, time was something They could manipulate at will.

Just like time around black holes gradually comes to a halt, human-conceived units of measure would collapse under the distortion of astronomical scales, so time around those truly transcendent beings—the Ancient Overlords, the Supreme God—must also be chaotic.

Therefore, these Divine Beings should possess even stronger observational powers.

It was foreseeable that Their gaze held much more powerful implications than the Chosen by Gods playing with time.

Lu Ban surmised that a mere fleeting glance from these Divine Beings would suffice to solidify history, turning that ambiguous period into history “interfered with by the Ancient Overlords.”

This was why different Divine Beings sent Chosen by Gods to intervene with the same period of history.

They merely dispatched the Chosen by Gods, letting them struggle against each other; if their own representative won, then that piece of history would immediately fall under Their scrutiny, thus becoming fixed.

These Divine Beings were gambling within stretches of history yet unknown, ultimately affecting reality.

For example, in Lu Ban’s world, where some Ancient Overlords were sealed, although they had not been released now, if other Chosen by Gods travel back in time, affect the seals in some way, or deal with the ancestors of those who could stabilize the seals, then perhaps one day, those seals might loosen and be broken, ultimately allowing those Ancient Overlords to descend once more among humanity.

Thus, those truly supreme Divine Beings would refrain from actively interfering with the past and present of Foreign Domains, in order to prevent history from becoming fixed.

This was also the fundamental reason why the Chosen by Gods kept active between different Foreign Domains.

And Miskatonic, evidently here time was constantly repeating, yet it was distinct from the real Miskatonic.

Or rather, the Miskatonic where Lu Ban currently found himself was a segment of this city’s history, carved out and created anew.

Nothing that happened here could alter the inevitable conclusion that had already been reached; the college students by Lu Ban’s side were destined to die, while Miskatonic would continue to exist, up to the present day.

The invitation Lu Ban had received might just be the key to entering this place.

Within this now solidified timeframe, perhaps only Lu Ban, and the intervention by the Silent Lands behind him, could bring about change.

“Why?”

Scott too was at a loss; he thought this was a tragedy, surely something they had done wrong must have led to them being trapped in this closed-off timespace to endlessly cycle through such torment.

Moreover, only Scott himself was able to maintain a lucid consciousness, aware that he was stuck in a cycle of reincarnation.

Every time he awoke, he had to confront companions who were utterly oblivious to what was going to happen next. Even if Scott warned, hindered, and used various methods to try to change the future, the end result was always the same.

“Director Lu Ban, do you know why we’re trapped here?”

Scott inquired.

“Because this place has caught the attention of a will that transcends humankind, which is why temporal distortions have occurred; those are likely brought about by these monsters.”

Lu Ban glanced at the creatures on the grass that could only be captured with a camera.

If these creatures were indeed the Clan of some Supreme Mother, and if that Supreme Mother was apparently of a similar order to Baobao, then it was quite normal for the Pollution level to rise significantly due to the extensive arrival of the Clan, forming a small-scale space akin to a Foreign Domain.

Even Lu Ban thought that perhaps the mission of some of the Chosen by Gods was to come to the Miskatonic Film Festival, to help these people escape the cycle of time.

And exactly because the cycle of time was caused by the Clan, the history here hadn’t completely solidified; there was still room for change.

However, if this place was merely cycling repeatedly due to the presence of monsters, then the Pollution not of this world would inevitably spread out. The thick fog enveloping this illusory Miskatonic served a protective purpose.

This indicated that someone must have come to Miskatonic. That person confined the Pollution to this area, and possibly even the persistent cycle of time was their doing; they were unable to handle the Pollution, so they could only seal it.

That person was the real reason Scott and the others were imprisoned here.

With that thought, Lu Ban picked up his camera.

He remembered Feng Yu’s words.

[I’ll be waiting for you at the end].

“Let’s move forward, my friend.”

Lu Ban stood up.

“Let’s go see what lies at the end.”