546. The Usurper’s Treasure Box (4) Taesan made his decision. Since the core of this matter was that he himself had judged, there was nothing more to say. He began swiftly handling the tasks the transcendent beings had prepared.
“To cross over, you’ll need to hide your true self. The beings on the other side must not sense you, and they should believe you are one of their own. That will let you move freely.”
Beyond, it was not just the ancient gods who dwelled. There were many monsters and minions born from them. Hiding oneself from them was necessary.
“You can probably do it.”
He certainly could. A barrier surrounded Taesan's body. Grey light wrapped him perfectly without a single gap.
Then Taesan gradually reduced the aura of holiness around him. Like one of the ancient gods’ minions, he increased the portion of black, covering his entire body. His presence and dignity became buried in that black, beginning to be stained by it.
“Is this enough?”
“Perfect.”
The mage admired quietly.
“I thought having black would make it possible, but I didn’t expect it to be this flawless.”