Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 575 The Corruption of Divine Power

Compared to those riddle-solving types, Tang Zijun admires Scáthach's straightforward personality more.

She was like a seasoned teacher; whatever she knew, she would share without reservation, and in a way that was easy to understand. "I've already explained the source of divine power. It's an inconceivable force, a power that exists in every corner of the world, in every grain of dust. It's a power that is absolutely difficult to control." "The reason the gods are called 'gods' is because they bear these powers—space, time, the sky, the sea... all the rules you can think of are part of them. You can also understand it as a kind of shackle."

"The pollution of divine power is actually the erosion of matter and carrier by these forces. From birth to death, life is constantly eroded by these laws. It's just that some lives are more resilient than others. This is the theory of lifespan."

"Gods also have lifespans. No matter which god is from which realm, they all have a threshold. This threshold is their lifespan. When the threshold is reached and the gods can no longer withstand this erosion, it means that their lives have come to an end."

"Some gods seek ways to circumvent this erosion. They cultivate, absorb more faith power, and devour other life forms to slow down the erosion. Other gods use alchemy, alchemy, and other methods, but they all lead to the same goal."

"As the carriers of divine power, when gods use these laws, they will inevitably affect the surrounding environment. I cannot judge whether this effect is good or bad, but it is mostly bad, especially at the moment when the gods fall."

At this point, Scáthach sighed deeply, her tone tinged with complexity and melancholy, perhaps because she was recalling something. "When the vessel of divine power dies, the laws that have been transformed into matter within its body will return to the world. This process lasts for less than two seconds, but those two seconds are enough to cause a massive collapse of logic."

"The laws that break through the carrier in an instant will cause it to lose control and affect everything around it, and will continue to pollute it for a long time, eroding and changing it from the inside out, and reshaping it into something else."

"Such reshaping is often unpredictable, but generally it's not a good thing, because the negative energy released by a god before death will first taint these laws, causing them to develop towards a more rampant state." "As for what you said..." Scáthach looked at Tang Zijun and continued, "The reason why your and Trova's divine power doesn't pollute others is ultimately due to the special nature of you two." "Although Trova is an ancient god, and even more ancient than me, she herself did not bear the laws. She only possessed an extremely large life force. Moreover, even if she had borne the laws before, after being reborn, she simply vanished with the wind."

"And what about me?" Tang Zijun asked.

"Your situation is rather peculiar." Scáthach looked Tang Zijun up and down, her purple eyes always showing interest. "The God of the Mirror... This is a realm we've never entered before." "What do you mean?" Tang Zijun asked, somewhat puzzled.

"The things I mentioned before about the pollution of divine power and the laws exist in the real world, but you are not part of reality. Strictly speaking, you are different from us gods," Scáthach continued. "To be honest, I never imagined what the Mirror World would be like, let alone that it would be so vast, even completely identical to the real world." "Unlike the Wasteland World and the Dream World, the former's laws are incomplete; the gods left no trace when they created that world. The latter's current laws are mostly brought there by the gods back then."

"But the Mirror World is different." Scáthach paused here, her gaze sweeping out of the hall, seemingly observing this dimension. "This world wasn't created by the gods; in fact, even the gods themselves don't know its origins."

"So I guess the laws of the mirror world might be different from those of the real world, and that's why your divine power doesn't affect those around you. After all... you've kept those 'cards' very well, haven't you?" Tang Zijun pursed her lips and gave a smile.

He couldn't believe that a boy's dying song could create a way that even the gods couldn't achieve. The Kamen Rider belt and its corresponding cards seemed more like the application of power than the control of the laws. Perhaps, as Scáthach said, the laws of the Mirror World really are different from those of the real world, perhaps the laws here... aren't so insane? Thinking of this, Tang Zijun couldn't help but speak up. "I should have mentioned to you that before I changed the Reverse World, it was a place where negative energy gathered everywhere, right? So if the negative energy of the gods can affect the laws, why can't it do the same here?"

"That's the crux of the matter." Scáthach looked directly at Tang Zijun. "Firstly, because you don't have a single trace of negative energy on you."

"Me?" Tang Zijun was stunned.

Scáthach nodded slightly, then continued.

"No matter what this world was like before you, whether it was a place where all kinds of negative energy converged like the River Styx, now that this world is under your control, you should have experienced the laws of this world, right?" Upon hearing this, Tang Zijun looked down at her palm.

The laws of this world. Are they?

Chaos, disorder, falsehood... everything that exists in the real world is absent here. Even after the annihilation of the greedy, little has changed. There are no spring, summer, autumn, or winter; no life, death, cold, or warmth.

It's even difficult to find any pattern in this world.

Does such a world truly possess the same complex and ever-changing laws as the real world?

The atmosphere in the Divine Hall was silent for a few minutes before Tang Zijun gradually came to her senses and looked up at Scáthach not far away. "Let's talk about the Dream World." "We now know who the enemy is and that they exist. I want to know what kind of war it is that has been fought for hundreds of years in the Dream World." War is not child's play, and war between gods is even more so.

A four-year tug-of-war is already considered long, but a war spanning hundreds of years is not something that can be easily described. Tang Zijun was genuinely curious about how the Dream Gods were facing this battlefield, and how they had managed to fight continuously for so long. "I don't know much about the current development of the Dream World. I need to go there myself to answer that." "I know you're eager to go to the Dream World right now, but please wait a moment. I need to arrange some things here. Before that, could you tell me about the battle between the gods and the Nightmare?" Tang Zijun said softly. "If I remember correctly, the war began when you went to the Wasteland."

Faced with Tang Zijun's words, Scáthach simply spoke calmly. "I don't actually consider that a 'war,' because war implies the existence of an 'enemy,' and an enemy should possess 'wisdom.' A normal war involves strategic deployment, deception, or even sheer strength and unparalleled bravery. But facing those 'nightmares,' we have no means to resolve them." "To protect the dream world, the gods established the Mirror of Emptiness, a dimension that surrounds the dream world, a barrier that prevents nightmares from eroding the world's essence. I don't know what the 'war of the gods' you heard from the dream world's inhabitants sound like, but based on my memories..."

"That might be a war of attrition, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water."