World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 129 Virtue
Upon their long-awaited reunion, Lin An was filled with emotion.

The moose is tall and elegant, with powerful limbs and a pure white body, like a meticulously sculpted work of art. Colorful feathers are wrapped around its majestic antlers, trembling slightly with the airflow.

"Brother Lu, we meet again." Lin An waved. "You're still as beautiful as ever."

The moose nodded in response to the greeting, and a gentle breeze ruffled Lin An's clothes like a loving caress, while the yellow star above shone brightly, making it impossible to look away.

"Is guarding the tent, the headquarters of the St. Anilov Foundation, your final destination?"

"Slap slap slap..."

The sound of flowing sand was faint and indistinct, and the beaver's inner voice echoed in Lin An's mind.

"You really didn't listen to my advice and stubbornly came."

The moose is calm and composed, doesn't mind Lin An's unconventional behavior, and doesn't care about the nickname he gave it, appearing quite detached and carefree; while the beaver is straightforward and concise, preferring to get straight to the point rather than chatting or reminiscing.

So Lin An asked very directly.

"Is this riot at the foundation related to you?"

The moose shook its enormous head, the sound of the wind carrying a sense of helplessness and sorrow.

“They and my brothers and friends had already decided what to do, and there was nothing I could do to help them.”

The beaver's thoughts echoed in unison.

"If you want to ask who the culprit of the riot is, I am bound by 'Wakataka' and cannot tell you in words; this word means 'Great Holy Spirit,' which is both a covenant between native deities and a rule that binds our mystical archetypes."

Misinterpreting 'Commercial' would lead to an increase in pollution levels. Moose and beavers, which are rated C, already have pollution levels in the danger zone and cannot withstand further disruption.

From the few words exchanged, Lin An realized that the two seemed to be implying that the matter had nothing to do with them, but was related to Thunderbird.

How did Lei Zige plan the riot?

It can't even move half a step in place.

"Then why did you block the two upper-level access routes of the Foundation?" Lin An asked tentatively. "I wear the Ring of the Nation and humbly request your answer."

The beaver fell silent, seemingly unwilling to involve Lin An; the moose, however, said, “I promised you that if you lit your pipe and prayed, I would help you. So I’m telling you, my purpose is to deliver a message.”

"Measure?"

The keywords triggered Lin An's memories. Not long ago, Sister Mouse also mentioned the image of "using a loudspeaker as high as the sky".

Messages, loudspeakers, the sky...

Lin An had a sudden inspiration and voiced his guess: "Could it be that this Tree of Life is actually a giant, mysterious object, and that you can use its device to amplify your 'call' and transmit your voice to a wider range of people?"

The fact that the St. Anilov headquarters was built in the shape of the Tree of Life is clearly not just for aesthetic purposes, but also has a substantial mystical purpose!
Throughout history, different cultures have developed their own tree of life, and most of the world's major religions have stories and myths about "trees".

As early as the ancient Sumerian civilization, there were mentions of the close relationship between "trees" and gods, which they called the "tree of knowledge of good and evil".

During the polytheistic period, Scandinavia regarded a giant ash tree as the Tree of Life, Ash Yggdrasil; the early Hindu world tree was the sacred tree inhabited by Jiwa and Atman, later turning to the sacred fig tree, which is the Bodhi tree in Buddhism.

Siddhartha Gautama attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree and became the Buddha.

In "Sacred Trees in Religious Myths," Fipert states, "Every country in the world has worshipped and revered trees at some point in its history because trees are closely associated with deities."

Using tree diagrams to encompass and categorize knowledge is an ancient concept, a cultural meme that has persisted for thousands of years. For example, the Tree of Knowledge mentioned in Genesis symbolizes that all the knowledge that mankind possesses is contained in one tree.

In the Middle Ages, people likened some divergent phenomena to trees and used tree-shaped allegorical illustrations as an important tool for disseminating oracles.

There was a proverb in the church at that time, "Preaching is like planting a tree," which means that good preaching will use a specific theme as soil, draw nourishment from the main trunk of the scripture, and then grow branches and leaves, that is, the themes extended by the preacher.

The word "Kabbalah" literally means "to receive," and its core tree of life has ten points of light that guide people, symbolizing that they can receive teachings from the Creator and their ancestors through these tree-like symbols.

Azrus is the world closest to the Creator. It is a world that exists on the level of intuition but not in words or reality. The word literally translates to "radiation," which implies the process of something coming from nothing, of nothing becoming something.

Oracles can be transmitted from the highest level down to the Assiah realm at the bottom, which represents the physical world, where humanity puts its ideas and creativity into practice.

Could it be that by using this tree-shaped, altar-like modern building, moose and beavers can perform divine duties in their native mythology, using energy to connect particles and transmit messages similar to "divine pronouncements" to a wider area?

The moose didn't comment on Lin An's words, but he saw a hint of joy in its eyes. The moose was happy that Lin An had found the right answer.

"Come on up, and you'll learn more."

The white mist gently embraced Lin An's waist, forming a protective shield.

Lin An touched the invisible walls like a pantomime actor. He felt as if he were wrapped in an unreal bubble. The next moment, the metal ground beneath his feet collapsed, and fine yellow sand covered the sky and buried him alive in an instant.

Protected by the moose's divine power, Lin An felt no discomfort. He only felt the world spinning around him, and his senses of light, smell, sound, and touch disappeared for a moment before reappearing.

He was now in the Foundation's third area, the "Tiferet" point of virtue. Lin An looked around; the "Tiferet" area was outrageously large, devoid of lighting, and with no light source outside the windows, the entire space was extremely dark, completely stripping away any sense of sight.

Zhenni just mentioned that the surviving ordinary people took refuge on the "Tower" floor, which is below the Virtue area. Perhaps among the three routes from the base area upwards, the "Sun" and "Star" floors still have some emergency energy, while the vertical "Restraint" has already stopped operating due to the collapse of X.

Therefore, there are basically no out-of-control mysterious individuals here. Perhaps there are still some employees who stayed here before the riot, but Lin An has not seen any trace of them.

Listen closely, and you can hear a faint echoing buzzing sound in the distance.

Was it another employee, or Brother Lu and Sister Shu calling out to them?
So what message did they go to such great lengths to send out?
“I cannot tell you in words, for that would detract from the sanctity of the message. And I would incur the wrath of ‘Comers’ for it.” Beaver heard Lin An’s thoughts, the rustling sound flowing through her. “I will show you the illusion.”

"So it is with me." The wind blew from all directions.

As their voices faded, something new suddenly appeared in Lin An's pitch-black vision.

The mist and fog transformed into a scene of ritual.

Humans, men and women, four-legged animals, and birds in the sky gathered together, with four burning braziers around their four corners, burning special incense. Lin An could only recognize one of them as rush.

They danced a powerful dance, and as they prayed, a large and deep lake appeared in the center.

Ripples spread across the water as a wooden boat sailed by, carrying countless creatures of all kinds, some human and some animal, adorned with exquisite feathers, golden ornaments, and crowns.

Those on the boat reached out their hands to the priests.

The scene shifts, with yellow sand filling the sky, white mist swirling, a strong wind howling, and flames suddenly rising, obscuring the sky with smoke.

The sacrificial humans removed all their clothes and anything that covered their bodies, and followed their animal companions naked, grasping the hands of the people on the boat.

"Boom!"

After the terrifying phenomenon, the lake swelled and turned into a raging flood, extinguishing the fires. The endless sounds of disaster echoed, as if it were the end of the world.

In the flood, only that boat carried the remaining lives.

As it slowly sank, Lin An suddenly discovered a new world deep within the floodwaters.

Every object was made of gold and emeralds, and the appearance of the creatures on the ship also changed. Although they were still naked, their feathers, crowns, bracelets, pendants, and earrings turned gold.

The illusion ended there, and Lin An's thoughts wandered.

A great flood is generally a metaphor for a cataclysmic disaster.

The ship was somewhat like the legendary "Noah's Ark," but not quite, because it did not continue sailing but sank to the bottom of the lake.

It means that a "flood" is about to come to a certain place, and people who receive this message must quickly abandon their existing wealth and start "going down" until they reach a magnificent and brand-new area to take refuge.

Shining with golden light...

El Dorado, the land of gold?
While thinking, Lin An simply stated his thoughts.

Since Sister Mouse can hear its thoughts anyway, why not let Brother Deer have a sense of participation too?

The two local deities neither refuted nor approved. After showing Lin An the illusion, they had completed their mission of transmission, and how to interpret it was entirely up to him.

Knowing that both sides had done their utmost, Lin An deeply remembered this image.

We'll continue the analysis later.

“We are not ahead of you.” Beaver reminded Lin An as he listened to his thoughts, “The voice you are hearing now comes from a struggle that stems from a misunderstanding.”

misunderstanding?

It's probably another internal power struggle within the foundation.

It's highly likely that the inspection team has run into members of the Foundation or the Dawn Association, and a battle is imminent.

With a slight pout, Lin An was more eager to get to Brother Lu's side and observe the ritual than to watch them. Just as he was about to ask Sister Shu if she could teleport him over, the gentle rustling of a moose drifted by.

"His body was injured, his chest was bright red, and he was one of the people you knew."

Someone I know?

Lin An felt a sense of foreboding. He cleared his mind, and his vision suddenly became incredibly clear. The bright ball of light in front of him contracted and relaxed, as if it were in a state of extreme tension.

One of them was very familiar to Lin An; it was none other than Simon's 'moon,' like a pearl in the night sky. The guy confronting him was also no stranger.

The inspection team consisted of three officers.

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