"What does Viken want to do?"
At the bottom of the Boundless Ocean, inside a splendid black palace, the Lord of Hell, who was holding a gold trident, suddenly rose from the throne. His red eyes that seemed to be full of mockery looked at the sky in shock. Through the blue seawater and the overlapping waves, he "saw" the anomaly that was half evil and half holy and half bright.
At the same time, his real body in hell suddenly had a feeling that his heart was beating fast, as if something closely related to him was out of his control.
"The primeval hell?"
Maltimus's confused voice echoed in the palace. It was safe to say that the primeval hell and him were two sides of the same coin. However, he was not a manifestation of the primeval hell, and the primeval hell was not part of him either. They were only related to each other to some extent.
Even so, the primeval hell was still of paramount importance to him!
Suddenly, his mocking smile was frozen as he thought of a possibility. "Viken wants to become a true god? Is he crazy? Is he not scared that he will lose all his self-awareness like Thanos and be melted by Mountain Paradise or the primeval hell?
"By balancing the primeval hell and Mountain Paradise, he may really grasp the slim chance of hope …"
Although Maltimus was eager to observe and see if it could work, he knew very well that Viken had to be stopped immediately. If he did break the limits, chances were that he and the other demigods would really perish!
No other demigods were allowed to advance except for himself!
… …
In the Valley of Fiery Stone in the Dark Mountain Range …
Alterna, whose long golden hair was tied up to her shoulders, pressed her hands on the Sword of Origin and Termination that had been stabbed into the ground and looked at Danisos, the Dragon of Time and Brilliance, carefully. Her mouth was moving slightly, as if she were trying to control the saliva that she was secreting.
Danisos buried his head deeply, not daring to look at Alterna, fearing that he would be eaten if he looked at her again.
Suddenly, he had an uncanny fear and couldn't help but raise his head, only to discover that the Silver Moon Alterna before him had disappeared at some point!
In the high sky that was full of space cracks and dark mists, all the features were completely covered by the half-darkness and half-brilliance.
"The anomaly of a demigod? No! What is Viken trying to do? " Danisos, who had a preliminary control over time and could roughly see through fate, reacted quickly.
…
Holy Helvetic Empire, Antiffler, White Maple Palace.
Rudolph II clenched his right fist. His expression was both mocking and angry.
"Viken is bold enough to lay his hands on Mountain Paradise. Does he think that he has lived too long? Do you think you will never truly die? "
"At that time, although he won't really die, it will definitely be more miserable than a real death!"
Many thoughts surfaced in his mind, but in the end, they all converged into a single sign of worry.
"Viken, will he succeed?"
…
In the Ancient Institute below the Holy City, when the World of Desperation gathered by the projection of the primeval hell met the projection of Mountain Paradise that was summoned by the platinum staff, waves of energy surged out, blowing away all the walls around the hall and pushing the dome upward!
Rumble!
The clerics in the Holy City heard a dull and unusually loud explosion. Their ears hummed for a moment, and then they lost their hearing for a moment.
The ground was rolling like an enormous snake. The churches, sanctuaries, and abbeys that were protected by divine power circles collapsed.
Rumble!
Dumbfounded, the clerics watched the Bright Hall, which represented the core of the Church, being blown away. A hazy, colorful "world" that was full of pain and desperation was entangled with the sacred Mountain Paradise where hymns were echoing nonstop, blowing into the clouds like a blast!
Immediately, the faces of intelligent creatures appeared in the evil, dark night. There were human beings, dwarves, elves, dragons, and ancient species that had perished a long time ago. In the sacred, brilliant day, angels with holy wings on their backs and pure holy spirits were kneeling, singing, and praising, bathing in the infinite brilliance.
At the place where they converged, a weathered old man with a holy crown on his head was floating there with a painful expression on his face. His whole body seemed to be illusory and real. Like the two scenes around him, he was detached and untouchable. It was as if he was really in another world, a "magical" world that was higher than the earth and the sky!
"His Holiness?"
"What is he doing?"
The clerics were stunned. The pope that they saw extended the platinum staff in his right hand, illuminating a corner of the dark and corrupted world. On the left, a dark and evil shadow stepped out, polluting the bright and sacred part of the paradise.
Such a view could not only be seen near the Holy City but also in Allyn, Renstadt, Antiffler, Syracuse, Aalto, and everywhere else!
"Isn't that Benedict III?" Heidi had just played a game of diamonds. She was stretching herself when she suddenly stiffened because she saw the sky outside of the window.
Annick, who had been tortured by the erasure experiment and the delayed choice experiment, also raised his head and looked at Pope Viken in a daze, not knowing what was going on.
A demigod's anomaly? But he was a demigod himself!
Viken, who was in the marvelous world where everybody could see it, had the most twisted muscles on his face. While maintaining his wisdom with the power of the primeval hell and preventing himself from being melted by Mountain Paradise, he tried to grasp the balance point and seek the gate of breakthrough with the enormous power of Mountain Paradise!
As a result, he suffered the most excruciating pain, but he mumbled to himself,
"Not enough! Not enough! "
The light that the projection of the other half of Mountain Paradise turned into was even more brilliant. The clerics and believers in the Holy City suddenly felt something and fell to the ground.
"Great Lord, you are one, and all."
In all the places where the God of Truth was worshiped, the devout believers and clerics, regardless of whether they were old or new, were all caught in a certain sacred and touching atmosphere. They all knelt on the ground and prayed.
"You are the beginning and the end."
"You are the moment and eternity."
From their bodies, streaks of bright, pure, and holy light flew out, flying into the sky and merging into the daytime!
Immediately, the dark world was suppressed. It was almost purged, but it could still hold on.
Viken was still mumbling crazily,
"Not enough! Not enough! "
Suddenly, a cold, silver moon appeared in the sky, driving away part of the darkness and desperation and the holiness of light. The bright and dreamy moonlight covered Viken at the center.
On the other side, there was the sound of crashing tides. A golden trident surged into the sky, bringing with it rolling blue waves. But in this sea, there were no fish or seaweed. Instead, there were erupting volcanoes, bottomless valleys, and silent hells!
"Life and Death Snatch!" The Lord of Hell pointed his gold trident at Pope Viken!
… …
Above the City in the Sky, Douglas said solemnly, "Brook will stay in Allyn. Fernando and Hathaway will follow me. The rest of the members of the Highest Council, except for the legends who are responsible for the branches, will all return to Allyn."
At this moment, only the top legends could play a role on such a battlefield. Therefore, Douglas did not ask other legendary sorcerers to follow him.
Douglas' voice was not loud, but every sorcerer in the City in the Sky heard it clearly. They were all panicked.
"Master, why am I the one who stays? It should be Hathaway's. "Brook flew into the sky, expressing his confusion.
Douglas said solemnly, "You are the one who is most likely to become a demigod other than Lucien. Think about the big picture. Don't be stubborn."
He did not avoid it at all.
"Master …" Brook was silent for a moment.
At this moment, Fernando and Hathaway had come to Douglas, and the Lord of the Undead was teleported over too.
"Vicente, don't be arrogant." Fernando glared at him.
Vicente sneered with his skinny face that had no muscles. "Old pervert, I'm a top legend too! If you fail, I won't be able to escape! "
The Land of Rest appeared behind him, and the roars from the depths of death suddenly echoed from the black tombstones. It was the first call and the throbbing of life!
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