39 End of the Night

In the bone cathedral.

Adam stood up from his praying position and looked out the window. The distorted space, which appeared to be like a curtain, vanished, as did the phantom of the hanged man above.

'He' turned to face Amon, who sat in one of the church chairs.

"The law of causality." Adam stated softly. "There was such a law in the spear."

Even though, 'He' found some concealment on the spear, which prevented 'Him' from probing any further. Adam said nothing about it.

"With hermit uniqueness, Aucuces accomplished a lot." While walking towards the Amon, Adam said. "Even if an actual hermit ascends, his achievements may not be surpassed."

'He' genuinely praised Aucuces.

"After everything that has happened, this comes as no surprise to me." After hearing his praise for Aucuces, Amon said.

His demeanour had not changed, despite the fact that he was almost in the embrace of death.

"You are underestimating." Adam spoke softly. "The Gods."

Amon stood up from his seat, ignoring his previous words, then asked.

"Is Solomon coming for me?"

"Yes." Adam nodded. "Solomon had already noticed problems in his kingdom, but he couldn't pinpoint them. As a result, his suspicions were directed only at those who could keep them hidden from him. He's already convinced that it is you, given what happened now, and his knowledge of you and the gods."

"You never escaped the calculations of Auceses, Amon." Adam said everything in a gentle tone.

Amon sighed and moved his gaze to the cathedral's exit.

"Are you leaving?" Despite 'His' expectation, Adam inquired.

"Yes, at least until everything settles." Amon said this without turning to face 'Him'. "Despite the fact that I would have preferred to stay for the impending chaos. The six gods, on the other hand, would not be pleased about that. As for Solomon, the six gods will soon decide his fate."

After noticing his brother's silence, Amon moved towards the entrance. Just when, he was about to exit the cathedral.

Adam's gentle voice was heard.

"This is the last time, Amon, I would assist you in this manner against him."

Amon could sense the clear indifference in 'His' gentle voice.

"My zealot brother."

"With 'Him' against you, your path and goals will be far from easy to achieve, as you previously imagined," Amon stated with a chuckle.

Then, Amon left without waiting for his brother's response.

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Alieus Kingdom, Northern Continent

"As expected..." muttered Aucuces, apathetically.

He knew he was going to miss his shot from the start. However, this was more of a declaration, as well as a move to expose Amon in front of Solomon.

When it comes to dealing with Solomon and the True Creator, as well as their army, which includes, most notably, Medici and Ouroboros, all of the gods and their forces will be required. Adding Amon to the mix would only make the situation more chaotic.

Killing a god has never been easy!

'At the very least, this will force Amon to flee the Solomon Empire. But, there is still one, I haven't entirely considered yet...' Aucuces reflected as he drank the wine.

Bethel Abraham!

Actually, there was a reason he left this king of angels out of his plans. Bethel's place in the empire is ambiguous; he didn't vow allegiance to either the true creator or Solomon.

And, more crucially, Solomon could do nothing about it since Bethel, in his own right and power, could talk to a deity equally.

Even most gods wouldn't be able to stop Bethel if he decided to flee during a chaotic conflict.

Aucuces could only sigh at the conveyance of the door pathway.

Bethel also has another lethal move at his disposal: teleporting his opponent to the cosmos, where the outer gods are present.

This makes him a greater threat if he ever decides to support Solomon, to the point that even the gods themselves must personally besiege him.

Aucuces massaged his temples, it not that he hadn't thought about bethel before. However, even he has restrictions to how much he can move in the Solomon Empire.

'Let's put the matter of Bethel on hold until the rest of them convenes.' With a sigh, Aucuces pondered. 'Finally, Adam...'

He has no idea where Adam would stand in the midst of the coming chaos, but one thing is certain: it is not with Solomon.

But, given who Adam is, he isn't going to risk anything. He would not hesitate to descend personally to face Adam if the situation became out of hand.

Aucuces had a reasonable expectation that he would encounter Adam in the upcoming war. Especially because of the grossele travels that he had assigned to Lucas to retrieve.

He didn't forget about that book, for sure!

If the book is what he thinks it is, he and Adam will have to confront each other at some point during the war.

Aucuces drank all of the wine and put his mixed thoughts aside, and when he raised his hands, golden flames burst, forming a phoenix.

"Go!" He let the phoenix fly to the sky, from the balcony where he now stood.

The phoenix spread it's wings and started flying towards the kingdom of Amanises.

Aucuces eventually turned to face his angels, who stood silently in the balcony behind him.

The banquet that was supposed to take place behind the door had already been taken, and everyone had already fled, leaving the entire hall behind the door forlorn and empty.

After everything that had happened up to this point, there was only Diana and Lucas, who were both very nervous at the moment.

"Did Blaise wake up?"

The silence was finally broken by Aucuces.

"Milord, no. He is still asleep and under your light, the worm of time in him has already been destroyed." Lucas was the first to speak up and informed of the situation.

Aucuces didn't seem surprised when he nodded.

Because, Blaise was an angel under his command, Amon didn't dare to steal his identity. He had only parasitized Blaise to meet with him.

"The gods will gather in my kingdom soon." Aucuces stated. "Their angels will mostly be following them, so make sure everything is in order."

Diana and Lucas nodded in agreement as they heard their lord, their nervousness diminishing meanwhile.

They didn't dare to ask any questions after noticing their lord's mood and not wanting to upset him, after everything that happened.

"Finally, get ready for war." His serene words reverberated through the air as his figure disintegrated into golden particles that dispersed in the breeze.

The rising sun could be seen through the horizon, signalling the end of a historic night.