Under the Vigilant's leadership, the "Care for the Night Warrior" Association was founded today — bonus chapter [45]
(Bonus chapter for Brother "Overseas Lingjinggan" [4/5])
Diakum had already written the final volume of his Light and Shadow Canon into its middle-to-late sections.
The thing's progress was absolutely "updated in real time." Using Diakum's current state as a reference, it recorded the path of harmonious coexistence he had comprehended beyond Light-Shadow Twinborn, never missing a single insight born from the interplay of light and shadow.
But this textbook, destined to become the "Three Years to Promotion, Five Years to Trials: Holy Light Edition" that countless "Holy Light trainees" would loathe in the future, was clearly nowhere near finished today. Dick's own evolution of power had yet to end.
The path of "Light-Shadow Coexistence" still needed a little more time to become completely solidified.
What worried Diakum, however, was that while everything was proceeding smoothly for him in the Shadowlands, Dymus, the Devourer of Worlds in the material realm, seemed to be... unable to hold on much longer?
The Vigilant set down his pen and looked with satisfaction at the neat words written in the canon. He closed it and hung it at his waist, then shut his eyes and used the connection between his spirit and body to observe what was happening in the material realm.
His body was still walking within Dymus's Black Hole Stomach.
In that pitch-black darkness, the Heart of Holy Light of Xe'ra he carried was like a lamp in the night. Every step he took left behind a fleeting, enormous "footprint" of Holy Light.
Like ripples spreading endlessly across a pool of water in the darkness.
His physical condition was improving by the day.
The fusion with An'she's divine body had reached its final stage. Under