Steam and Order

In the Astral World, which was ever more abstract than the spirit world, encompassing all of the authorities and symbols of the cosmos, there was a floating continent.

The continent was enormous. It was covered in evergreen green all the way up to its oceanic blue crown. It was vibrant, teeming with life.

There was a city in the middle. Even by the standards of the new era, it was a strange city. There were skyscrapers, cathedrals, and steel and gear structures that creaked in unison with the rest of the continent, resounding across the kingdom. As they went about their daily lives in the city, the residents showed no surprise. It was as if the rhythm was just like the gong of a clock to them.

A massive bronze tower floated in the sky, surrounded by numerous smaller silver towers. It was, however, more towering and majestic than any other, befitting its owner, the Lord of Machinery.

The God of Steam and Machinery peered out the window of his bronze tower, his hands clasped behind his back. His piercing gaze was fixed on the setting sun at the centre of the solar system.

"Begin." he said. His divine kingdom rumbled as massive metal doors opened in front of the floating continent, revealing a massive laser lens woven with innumerable esoteric symbols.

In the machine control, the cardinals hurriedly gave it all a final check. The engine condition, protective layer, the defence mechanism, the radar, and finally the laser, which is powered by the estoric authorities of the God of Steam.

After the confirmation, they all looked at the silver button in the centre of the machine control with bated breath.

Evelyn, the Angel of Arcane, eventually emerged from the crowd. She took a step closer to the button. She took a deep breath and slammed it with her palm, using all of her might.

Hum!

Countless beams of illusory and colourless light erupted from the floating continent before converging on the centre of the laser lens. It morphed into a fluorescent orb, surging with immense power.

"Fire." The God of Steam and Machinery ordered coldly.

Boom!

The orb ejected a blinding beam of illusory light aimed at the Eternal Sun at the centre of the solar system, disintegrating reality in its path.

The beam of light hurled towards the golden sun, carrying the mighty power to destroy an entire star system.

At the same time, in the Palace of Eternity, the Night Emperor stood on the balcony, gazing at the bright sky, where an illusory beam was heading towards the sun.

His finger rubbed his golden ring, the engraved letters gleaming in ethereal light.

His authority shrouded the earth, sky, and ocean, preventing the chaos of the war from affecting the rest of the world. Despite this, there was still a lot of unfortunate destruction all over the world.

He did nothing about it. This was war. Death and disaster were unavoidable.

His eyes finally narrowed at the blinding light, and he removed the golden ring from his finger.

Then he threw the golden ring into the astral world, aiming for the Eternal Sun.

The golden ring grew in size as it ascended to the astral world. It had almost dwarfed the entire Earth by the time it left the planet and shot towards the Eternal Sun, even faster than the illusory beam, and it showed no signs of slowing down.

By the time it reached the Eternal Sun, it had grown to the same size as the gargantuan star. The golden ring fractured in front of the eternal sun, fragmenting into five circles of light that intersected with each other, radiating a terrifying aura of order.

The authority of order erupted from the circles of light, sewing rules upon rules in reality and forming a protective layer around the sun.

Just then, a blinding beam of light collided with the layer, illuminating a portion of the astral world.

In the starry space, the Night Emperor fought against the God of Steam and Machinery.

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On the battlefield near the capital, Trier.

Laius, the Sun Angel, charged forward to a woman in a dark gown with a hood, his golden sword aimed at her heart.

The land was scorched by blood and fire. Mountains collapsed in the midst of thunder and twilight. A white tower crumbled with the rise of a ancient clock with the handles made up of worms of time.

The clashing bodies and clanging swords. The odour of blood and life. The brave cries of men and women.

It was more than just chaos. It was a beautiful calamity and a glorious tragedy.

Through this whirlwind of disorder and violence, Laius thrusted his sword with all his might, his mind focused only on victory and honour.

The hooded woman held a bone sword, her bare feet stepping on the scorched ground, rushing towards the golden sword, streaks of darkness splashing around, her lips pursuing.

As the golden sword nicked her chest, her figure shimmered and faded into the darkness.

Laius' eyes narrowed, immediately using his authority.

His figure emitted an endless stream of pure light, transforming the battlefield into an ocean of light. There were no more secrets or mysteries under the illumination of pure light.

The hooded woman appeared right in front of him, forced out of concealment by pure light. Her sword thrust didn't pause or stop, instead increasing in force and aiming for his right eye.

At that moment, Laius raised his golden sword to his face at a speed comparable to that of light. Their swords collided, unleashing a storm of light and darkness and sending them flying away from one another.

They immediately stood up on the battlefield shrouded in light and darkness, their figures flickering across the light and darkness, teleporting through it.

Clang! Clang!

Their swords continued to clash, golden and black blood staining and thickening the expanse of light and darkness. Regardless, their attacks remained unabated, exemplifying their unwavering determination.

Suddenly, the chaos and disorder on the battlefield vanished, as if they had never existed.

Laius and the hooded-woman stopped fighting at the same time, finding themselves abnormally weak. Their unwavering will crumbled as they were knocked to their knees.

Through his bloody vision, Laius saw a stream of stormy clouds and a surge of darkness rush out from behind the battlefield, instantly covering half of the sky.

A blinding ray of pure light appeared on the other side of the sky and collided with the stormy darkness.

All the soldiers on the battlefield fell to the ground, falling into a deep sleep as moonflowers and night vanilla graced the land.

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In the astral world, in an infinite pure light filled with white flowers and florets.

Suddenly, a black ocean cascaded into the kingdom, causing a portion of the area to return to the storm. One by one, the flowers disintegrated under the tendrils of lightning.

In the stormy ocean, Leodero walked out. He was clad in spikey black armour shrouded in lightning. In the strong gusts of wind, his long blue hair waved. His figure radiated a cataclysmic aura. He wielded a massive blue trident encrusted with countless blots of silver lightning.

Step by step, Leodero walked forward, dragging the stormy oceans with him and cracking the kingdom.

Deep within the infinite light, Aucuses pulled out a golden spear. He was clad in white armour with golden, glinting streaks.

A pair of massive wings emerged from his back shoulder, composed of golden features and burning with scorching flames.

Leodero's eyes narrowed in anticipation. His stride quickened, approaching the speed of a charge.

"It's time to end our fight, Aucuses."

Suddenly, thick darkness descended on the kingdom, causing another portion of the area to return to night.

In the silent night, Amanises appeared, holding a sytx and a crimson moon in her hands.

She descended onto the dark ground, following Leodero and fitting towards Aucuses, who was dragging a colossal spear.

Aucuses looked at Leodero and Amanises, his dimmed eyes gradually brightening.

"Indeed, Leodero. Once and for all."

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