Historical projection

Aucuses floated in the infinite space above the beautiful planet. His gaze travelled across the northern continent, witnessing chaos and war.

Under his command, the angels of the six churches began to invade the Solomon Empire and eliminate any resistance. The light and thunder blazed across the empire, wreaking havoc.

He saw the cities being engulfed in flame and lightning storms. The screams of pain echoed in his ears before being silenced forever.

Chaos. Destruction. War. Fear.

He saw it all in the continent beneath him. He was well aware that he was the source of all of this. His eyes reflected the burning people and destroyed lands.

Even so, he was indifferent. Seeing the devastation caused by his actions, his heart didn't even flutter with any emotions.

This was not because his divinity made him apathetic. He didn't try to deceive himself into believing that these were necessary sacrifices for a new and prosperous era to arrive; in fact, he couldn't care less.

Other than his own people, he was completely unconcerned about others. He didn't care what happened to them as long as those he cared about were safe and his goal was met.

He recognised his own selfishness. But that's just who he is. He wasn't going to change that for anyone or anything.....

"Did you find Solomon?" Amanises asked.

She was floating alongside him in the infinite space, turning to look at him.

"You know, there are times when I truly despise fate." Aucuses stated as he raised the purple book in his hands.

"I didn't expect him to distort my misfortune at the last minute." Amanises said, looking away.

"It isn't your fault. Your concealment couldn't last much longer." Aucuses said as the purple book in his hand began to shimmer with light. "In addition, Solomon gave up on attempting to stabilise his body and mind. He's still as daring and reckless as ever."

"Fate, on the other hand, does not favour him." Amanises added ethereally, "Even though your attack was unsuccessful and he managed to escape thanks to his luck." With a chuckle, she emphasised luck. "Ultimately, he was still affected by twilight."

"Come on." Aucuses spoke up suddenly, his eyes glowing purple. "I tracked him down. He is in his divine kingdom which in the sky of no-man's land. Despite his situation, he seemed have made every effort to cover his entire kingdom in many distorted rules in order to keep us from finding him. But, it's a shame he's facing me..." He said it with a smile.

"Is it because of information?" Amanises inquired ethereally, as she looked at the purple book.

"Let's go." Aucuses said nothing in response to her question. He did, in fact, track down Solomon's hiding place using the information he used to corrupt him. "He's mostly on the verge of losing control. Let's get rid of him once and for all."

"So, it's indeed information." Amanises concluded in ethereal tone, simply after hearing him.

Aucuses sighed, and turned to look at her. "There is not a lot of time..." He paused and looked down on northern continent, as his face become solemn.

"Adam.." Aucuses murmured as his gaze was drawn to Blaise, who was holding a book, and Adam, who was walking towards Blaise.

Adam appeared to have noticed his gaze and looked up, staring at him with a gentle smile. Before, averting his gaze and approaching Blaise.

Blaise was given the mission of Lucas to take the Grossele travels from Mobet Zoroast. Because of the chaos, Blaise completed the mission quickly. He had already left the Solomon Empire under his arrangements.

He is also now certain that the Grossele travels is a sequence-1 characteristic of the visionary pathway.

However, Adam intercepted Blaise. Quite "Coincidently", there were also present in no man's land.

Aucuses was getting a headache as he considered the possibilities.

And he can't descend personally because Solomon is still alive. But it does not come to a point where there is no other option. He had already told Blaise what he should do in this situation. He knew that there would be situations like this in the war of gods, so he devised a perfect counter-plan.

However, he is unsure whether he will succeed in the end, given that he is up against his formed lord.

"What are you going to do?" Amanises asked. She also looked at Adam from the Astral world.

"I already have a plan. Come on, let's go and slay Solomon and be done with it," Aucuses said finally, shaking his head.

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Northern Continent, No Man's Land.

Blaise was someone that could be described as fearless and indomitable. He had become an angel in the path of the fool despite all the difficulties in his path, which were far greater than any other, through sheer will and a little bit of luck.

With his lord, he had confronted the gods themselves, and he had witnessed horrors beyond mortal comprehension.

He never feared death at any of those time; on the contrary, he danced in and out of death's embrace every day of his life. Even if his lord asked him to go on a death mission, he would walk to his death without hesitation. So, there aren't many things that can affect the heart of angel of miracles.

However, Blaise was now confronted with a situation that caused his indifference and calmness to fade.

Blaise noticed a priest approaching him slowly.

In the face of the most terrifying king of angels in existence, he didn't actually feel any fear like the most.

Yes, the angel of imagination was far more terrifying to Blaise than even the infamous angel of time.

He was not actually afraid, but he was completely overwhelmed by the mere presence of the angel of imagination, his emotions spiralling out of control.

Just as the angel of imagination's golden eyes locked on him. He had the impression that everything around him was completely striped and could be seen through by other. He felt like his life was nothing more than a book that the angel of imagination could easily read through.

It truly disturbed him and reminded him of the first time he met the angel of imagination, one of the memories he avoided recalling.

Despite his chaotic heart, Blaise's expression remained unchanged on the surface. He turned to face Angel of Imagination.

"Your Excellency." He unexpectedly greeted, his grip on the book tightening. His other hand was already in his pocket, reaching for a purple charm.

"Blaise Larson." Adam spoke gently. "It appears that you have been doing well since the last time."

"It's all because of my lord's grace..." Blaise was humble.

"Aucuses.. " While staring at Blaise, Adam's eyes shone brightly.

Blaise's heart clenched in anxiety as he reached for the purple charm. Eventually, he resisted the urge because he was still under Adam's gaze.

"It's a pity, Blaise. You are quite special," Adam said abruptly. "You are better suited than Antigonus and Zaratul, to progress further on the path of fool."

"However, fate does not favour you..."

When Blaise heard that, he was taken back in his heart. Even though he is eager to advance, he is also well aware that the chances of him doing so are slim. Even his lord is powerless to help him.

"It doesn't really matter much to me anymore."

As he responded, his expressionless face revealed a smile.

Adam exchanged a silent look with Blaise before looking up at the sky.

Rumble!

As the entire land beneath them rumbled, a pure ray of light emerged from the horizon, instantly covering half of the sky.

The thick darkness appeared on the opposite side of the sky and collided with the pure light.

As darkness and light collided, a twisted divine kingdom appeared in the sky above the vast expanse of light and darkness.

'Now!' When Blaise noticed the angel of imagination focusing elsewhere, he seized the opportunity.

'Knowledge.' As the purple charm in his pocket began to glow with light, he uttered in his mind.

Then, an endless torrent of information and knowledge poured down on Adam's mind.

Actually, Blaise knew that this attack would have no effect on the angel of imagination. But this was done to buy him some time.

Then, Blaise quickly stretched out his right hand to grab the air.

A figure appeared in front of him as he drew his arm back.

The man had neat blonde hair and golden eyes. He was dressed in white robes with a sun emblem. He had attractive features and exuded a gentle aura.

This was the historical projection of Lucas, Angel of light.

The historical projection of Lucas that he summoned, on the other hand, was somewhat special.

As he looked at Adam, the angel of light's dimmed eyes regained their brilliance, and divine aura erupted from him.

His figure emitted an endless stream of pure light, as though the sun itself had descended on the world.

The lord had descended into the world on occasion, using Lucas as a vessel. He summoned Lucas' historical projection from one of those specific times.

This projection was now equivalent to a portion of his Lord!

Adam cast a glance at Blaise. He didn't seem to be affected by Blaise's attack in the least. He just stood there and watched, not intervening.

His gaze was drawn to the figure emitting pure light.

"Adam..." Aucuses smiled. "It's been an a while."

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An illusory divine kingdom floated in the sky, in an endless state of disorder and chaos.

A colossal sword slashed through a section of chaos, as rays of light and darkness shone into the kingdom, causing a portion of the area to return to day and night.

Aucuses emerged from the light, holding a massive sword that hung down naturally, causing the tip to touch the ground.

"Your bravery and boldness astounds me, Solomon." He laughed. "However, it's not going to change your predetermined fate any time soon."

Then, Aucuses walked forward, his sword being dragged across the chaos, causing the illusory ground to split apart, producing glimmers of pure sunlight.

Deep within the chaos, Solomon sat on his ruined throne. His figure had changed drastically from before.

His long black hair had turned white, and his face and body were wrinkled. His royal robes were ripped, and his black crown was shattered.

His eyes were tightly shut, and his expression was twisted as his body trembled. He appeared to be in endless pain and agony.

Solomon's closed eyes opened as he heard Aucuses' voice echo in his ears. He looked tremblingly at the Aucuses who had invaded his kingdom.

As the darkness thickened, Amanises appeared in the night, holding a massive scythe and a crimson moon.

She flitted towards Solomon as soon as she descended, following Aucuses.