Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon
Chapter 404 - 403

Chapter 404: 403

"Can someone tell me what on earth is going on?" Jia Ya asked in frustration.

The Mist God looked toward Chaoyang, who nodded, "Let me explain... This began in an alternate future."

Half an hour went by as they talked.

After hearing the whole story, everyone at the scene was astonished, even Shadow couldn’t help but exclaim, "So, the Evil God had already succeeded once before... No wonder your Chosen One attacked me back then. I thought you had been corrupted by the Evil God’s power, but there was this reason behind it all. Honestly, it’s truly... beyond belief."

"Indeed," Chaoyang agreed profoundly. They had travelled from a future back to the past, altered the history, and upon returning found it wasn’t the same future they left, with the timelines having been completely changed and seamlessly integrated. In theory, this should’ve caused a multitude of paradoxes, like how could a grandfather be born without a son, but for some reason, the changes seem to only affect the City of Defense itself, which was utterly perplexing. "If I hadn’t experienced it myself, I probably wouldn’t believe it either."

"So the Bariff back then was actually the true Paradise Master, and the public execution was all an act?" Enkui felt her head buzzing, she could never have imagined that the grand divinities could be involved with a murderer.

"To be precise, it was Bariff after September 27," Ailuodi corrected, "Because from the beginning, we knew that our real enemy was the Evil God, not the Ransu Company, so we had to be cautious."

"No, you misunderstand me, I am a devoted follower of the Paradise Church, of course I wouldn’t think that the atrocities committed by the murderer were the work of divinities." She bowed respectfully to Chaoyang again, "However, I still hope that this matter remains known to only a few, for Bariff’s reputation is too poor, and leaking this might tarnish the great reputation of the divinities."

"But... none of what you said can actually be proven, right?" Jia Ya racked her brain and finally gave up on trying to make sense of it all, "The Evil God would actually entrust humans to go back in time to free himself... and this Evil God is ’Unfathomed’ who shouldn’t have the power to manipulate time."

"Indeed, I can’t prove it, because the future has been completely changed," Chaoyang admitted frankly, "The City of Defense avoided becoming ruins, that is to the experiencers; but to the people here, the City of Defense was never abandoned. I’m just informing you of what happened, whether you believe it or not is up to you."

"Shadow Lord, I can vouch for him," Leisk stepped forward, "Even though I was hanged on the gallows upon arriving fifteen years earlier in the City of Defense and died soon after, before that, indeed, the city was shrouded in dense mists, a fact well known to the people."

"Yu can vouch as well..."

Before Kokomoqi could speak, the Mist God interrupted her, "No need, I believe in the Paradise Master. In fact, for these fifteen years there’s been a strange phenomenon in the city that I couldn’t figure out, now I probably understand what it was about."

"What phenomenon?" Chaoyang asked.

"People in the City of Defense couldn’t send messages out, especially those related to the Paradise Church."

"Ah? Really?" Enkui was slightly taken aback.

"Haven’t you always wanted to spread the deeds of the Paradise Master and contribute to the Paradise Church?" Shadow rarely showed a faint smile, as if a burden had been lifted from his heart, "And what was the result? A number of envoy delegations and trade caravans were sent out, but upon their return, not a single one remembered their mission. Just like you are now."

Chaoyang drew a sharp breath, as he immediately realized the problem, "Memories regarding the Paradise Church and the City of Defense were deliberately concealed?"

Wasn’t this ability just like a replica of the Mist God’s?

"No, its power is stronger than mine, because it selectively shields memories and only becomes effective when leaving the territory of the City of Defense. When those people return, they still are followers of the Paradise Sect, they just completely forget about spreading the word outside. I had always thought this was due to the residual power of the Evil God and that the crisis of the city was not fully resolved, but now it seems, it must be some kind of barrier left by the Evil God to prevent two futures from being too different."

So that’s why she had a look of relief, Chaoyang thought to himself. In these fifteen years, she wasn’t just waiting; she was still preparing for the battle with the Evil God.

"I indeed do not remember anything about this, but doesn’t this mean that the Paradise Church has always been confined within the City of Defense?" Enkui expressed his concern.

That’s not necessarily the case, for although the Paradise Sect in the City of Defense appeared fifteen years ago, the Magnificent Castle Paradise Sect, established only this year, is actually the elder. But before Chaoyang could speak, the Mist God quickly said, "Don’t worry, since it appears to prevent the futures from differing too much, it’s highly likely to be eliminated due to the overlap of futures. Now that the key figure of the overlap has arrived..."

She looked toward Chaoyang, "You came to the City of Defense for the Hunting Divine Heart, right? It is now preserved in the relics inside the cave on the beach and has not been moved since then."

Chaoyang nodded his head, "On my way here, I’ve also been wondering what that cave has become now."

"It hasn’t changed at all. I instructed the Paradise Sect to seal the cave entrance, forbidding anyone to enter or exit, just to wait for the true Paradise Master to return to the City of Defense. Since you’re here, I think the seal can also be lifted." The other party proactively mentioned, "Would you like to go see it now?"

Chaoyang replied without hesitation, "I would be delighted."

The cave on the beach was only five hundred meters away from the Paradise Chapel.

The entrance was blocked by a huge iron door, with a cover added on top, its protection more meticulous than even the companies’. The door didn’t even have a lock, and to open it, one would have to destroy the gate bolts that were melted together. While Enkui arranged for people to install the explosives, Chaoyang saw Kokomoqi and the Mist God walking alone to the beach, seemingly reminiscing about the past. At this moment, the Magic Goddess looked incredibly docile, perfectly matching her image.

And only when she stood up, the Shadow’s tall stature became apparent; towering over Kokomoqi with her two and a half meter height, she looked like a giant, and the little girl beside her could only reach her knees if she didn’t fly up. Even Engfelt, who always hid himself, appeared in his true form honestly and followed closely behind the two. At first glance, the trio resembled a family.

But the actual situation was not much different.

Kokomoqi received guidance from the Mist God in her early formation, and later she also helped the God of Heroes. Throughout these long years, fleeting humans couldn’t make much of an impact on the divinities, only they could give solace to each other.

"Speaking of which, aren’t there four divinities gathered here? If we include you as well," Ailuodi came over and said, "This makes me feel a bit sorry for Duke Long Jiu."

"As for human conflict, the Mist God might not necessarily be on our side," Chaoyang disagreed, "Her birth was solely for suppressing the influence of the Evil God; who rules over humanity should be the same to her."

"But you managed to reach an understanding with the Unfathomed, which might be unprecedented. So... why not give it a try?"

Chaoyang raised an eyebrow, "Why have you suddenly taken an interest in this?"

"No reason." Ailuodi put her hands behind her back and made a face, "I just think that she has been silently doing the same thing for over a thousand years, unknown and unaided; isn’t that a bit too lonely? If it were me, I’d hope to one day lay down this burden, even if only temporarily..."