Chapter 588: Anomaly, Three-Way Battle!

Chapter 588: Anomaly, Three-Way Battle!

In the Feysac Empire, north of the Evernight Plains, snowflakes fluttered down onto the sea. A towering, ancient black holy mountain stood majestically above the icy waters.

The drifting white snow entered the domain of the black holy mountain without any obstruction, covering a massive cross. Once, an ancient deity was hung upside down on that cross, but now it had vanished without a trace.

At the summit of the black holy mountain, Ouroboros, with white wings gently brushing away the falling snowflakes, stood quietly.

This holy mountain now had only Ouroboros guarding it.

Amon and Medici had both visited this place, but eventually, they left, each walking their own path.

"The stars... Hastur..."

Ouroboros gazed up at the starry sky. It seemed to be shielded from the prying eyes of the stars, as well as from the brilliant starlight.

He had once met a young man named Hastur, who at that time was a vessel of the stars, sitting with him on a boat heading to the Forsaken Land. There was also a believer with shaky faith on that boat.

"To think you'd hide in a place like this."

A sudden voice scattered the falling snowflakes and disrupted Ouroboros' memories.

Ouroboros turned his gaze toward the figure that had suddenly intruded upon the holy mountain. The figure wore a gray-white ice bear pelt, which couldn't conceal his tall and sturdy frame. His expression was somewhat simple, occasionally grinning, as if mocking or chewing on something.

Primordial Hunger.

If memory served, this was the identity of the figure before him, a fragment of an Outer God from the depths of the starry sky.

"Not planning to run?"

Primordial Hunger took a few steps up the holy mountain, standing about ten meters away from Ouroboros.

He was tasked with surveying the Feysac Empire, initially just to see what the Fallen Mother Goddess was up to, but unexpectedly sensed the aura of the True Creator's divine kingdom.

He had once bitten off several pieces of the True Creator's divine kingdom, giving him a certain sensitivity to it.

Ouroboros, remembered as one of the targets of the stars, was the Angel King under the ancient Sun God and a loyal follower of the True Creator.

"You can't kill me," Ouroboros, standing atop the black holy mountain, was unfazed by Primordial Hunger's threats.

Both being at the level of Angel King, despite the opponent's more terrifying authority, Ouroboros' extraordinary abilities from destiny were enough to ensure his survival.

"I have allies," Primordial Hunger pointed to the starry sky obscured by thick clouds.

As his words fell, the gaze of the stars focused down, and the avatars of the Mother Tree of Desire and the Supernova Dominator appeared on the black holy mountain through the power of the starry authority.

At this moment, the previously empty massive cross unfurled a black shadow curtain large enough to cover the sky. Numerous brass-colored eyes manifested densely from behind the curtain.

The entire black holy mountain seemed to come alive. The True Creator's divine kingdom awakened at this moment, sealing itself, trapping Primordial Hunger, the Mother Tree of Desire, and the Supernova Dominator within it.

"It seems you were prepared," Primordial Hunger's lips curled into a mocking smile. He pointed again to the starry sky, where a massive blazing sun rose, dispersing all the clouds and revealing the brilliant starry sky.

Meanwhile, in the southern continent, a figure arrived on the streets of the capital of the Byran Empire. He wore a black classical robe, a matching pointed soft hat, and a monocle made of crystal over his right eye.

He appeared leisurely, riding a bicycle from Backlund, slowly enjoying the street scenery.

As he rode, he and the bicycle entered the spirit world. A flame shot out from the depths of the spirit world, easily dissolving him into nothingness, leaving only two time worms at the spot.

In the depths of the spirit world, within a broken divine kingdom, Gregory cast a curious glance before closing her eyes and continuing to sleep.

In Backlund, Leonard was taking a carriage to Saint Samuel's Cathedral. Midway, an uncertain voice from the old man in his mind broke the silence.

"Something feels off."

Before Leonard could respond, he and the carriage were enveloped by a church made of white bones.

"Amon!"

Pales' voice rang out in shock. He hadn't expected Amon to arrive in Backlund at this time, right under the everNight Goddess's nose!

"Pales, your only mistake was trusting too much in the everNight Goddess's mercy. You are already a predetermined trade item."

Amon's figure appeared inside the bone church, slowly observing the panicked Leonard.

"Indeed, the everNight Goddess is unreliable," Pales sighed, then his voice rose, "But I remain here because I believe in the stars!"

At this moment, the vessel of the stars emerged from behind Leonard, its aura far stronger than before.

Roughly equivalent to a Sequence 1, wielding multiple pathways, it was barely comparable to an Angel King.

"So that's how it is," Amon nodded, "The stars have made arrangements in advance."

"Unfortunately, I didn't come alone," Amon manipulated the bone church to separate Pales from the vessel of the stars. Simultaneously, a young priest holding a cross emerged within the bone church, blocking the vessel of the stars.

"Stars, we meet again."

Adam!

As Adam appeared, the power of the night began to flow over Backlund, obscuring the starry sky and all prying eyes.

...

Above the gray fog, Klein immediately sensed the anomaly in Backlund but didn't know what was happening. He only vaguely felt that a deity might descend upon Backlund tonight.

He tried to contact Will but found he couldn't reach him. Will seemed to be busy with something significant.

He could only come above the gray fog, attempting to use its power to see what was happening in Backlund.

As he prepared to use the power of the gray fog, an extremely terrifying feeling arose from deep within, a frantic warning from his spirituality, forcing him to stop using the gray fog's power.

This phenomenon had occurred multiple times. Each time he tried to use the gray fog's power, his spirituality would frantically warn him, making him afraid to use it casually.

Even when holding Tarot Club meetings, he had to be extremely cautious, fearing he might attract some terrifying entity.

And all of this originated from the depths of the Forsaken Land's Giant King's Court.

He was planning to enter the Forsaken Land with Bernadette soon, to help the residents of Silver City leave and live in a new world with the sun and the ocean.

This spiritual warning filled him with concern about entering the Forsaken Land, even if he only sent a marionette.

"What on earth is happening?" Klein sat at the bronze long table, pondering for a long time before deciding not to disturb Hastur, the star.

Perhaps tonight's anomaly in Backlund was also related to Hastur.

"Let's give Mr. Hastur a blessing, though it may not be of much use."

...

At the rift of the initial barrier, within the sealed divine kingdom of the Eternal Blazing Sun, a surging sea of scorching light now had an uninvited guest.

A being who once commanded his worship, the ancient Sun God.

No matter how fierce the heat waves, they were now as docile as lambs before the ancient Sun God, bowing their heads, not daring to overstep.

"You are not the true ancient Sun God!" The Eternal Blazing Sun, still contending with the Supernova Dominator for control, roared angrily.

"I am him, and he is me. There is no difference between the two."

The calm and indifferent tone made the Eternal Blazing Sun understand immediately, "You are Adam!"

"Oseclus, I have come to reclaim the authority I once bestowed upon you."

"Haha, reclaim the authority? I haven't agreed to that."

From the sun floating above the golden ocean, a voice not belonging to the Eternal Blazing Sun emerged.

"It's all the same."

Adam didn't waste any more words. He first absorbed the golden ocean, then gradually drew the power contained within the sun.

He was the ancient Sun God; he was the true Sun!

"I will detonate this divine kingdom, tearing open the initial barrier rift. Let's see how you handle that!" The Supernova Dominator' voice was filled with rage.

He was currently entangled with the Eternal Blazing Sun, unable to stop Adam, who once wielded the authority of the Sun.

"You don't have that ability," Adam saw through the Supernova Dominator' facade.

If the Supernova Dominator could tear the initial barrier rift, his true body wouldn't have waited in the depths of the starry sky for so many years.

Facing Adam's gradual reclamation of authority, the Eternal Blazing Sun chose not to resist actively, seemingly allowing his authority to be reclaimed by Adam.

This didn't surprise Adam.

Even if he hadn't come, the Eternal Blazing Sun would eventually be usurped by the Supernova Dominator.

Choosing between the ancient Sun God and the Supernova Dominator wasn't a difficult decision.

"Damn it!" The Supernova Dominator cursed, "Eternal Blazing Sun, are you willing to sacrifice yourself to fulfill him?"

"You and I can temporarily cease fighting. This way, you can at least live until the apocalypse!"

"I can even leave your consciousness intact, so you won't completely perish!"

The Supernova Dominator was panicking. At this moment, he was no match for Adam, who was part of the ancient Sun God.