"Look, that sea that covered the sky and blocked out the sun—"
"Encyclopedia" Plotinus looked at the magnificent scene before him and sighed in awe.
He regretted not studying classical literature properly.
Faced with such a scene, he could not even recite half a line of poetry. It was truly a waste of such a breathtaking spectacle.
Plotinus had never imagined that one day he would put the words "covered the sky and blocked out the sun" together with "sea."
Just as he had never imagined that someone as insignificant as himself could oppose a descending Angel a second time and become the key to saving the world.
Plotinus stood atop the towering bronze Clock Tower, gazing at the sea in the distance that had frozen in an instant, blocking out the sunlight.
Holy Spring City had already fallen into darkness. Only faint flames remained in the city, as weak as candles that had yet to be extinguished in a storm.
"The moment of the solar eclipse has arrived..."
Plotinus murmured softly.
This Clock Tower was said to be nearly as old as human history.
The technology used to forge such a magnificent bronze vessel had come from the dragons' civilization. They liked to use such ritual vessels to worship the gods.
Who knew whether this place had already been such a desert when they built this tower? Who knew whether those who had once stood at the top of the tower had ever seen a real sea?
Now, he had.
"Sir, the time has come."
The two Nephthys Guards behind him reminded him softly.
"Ah." Plotinus nodded, coming back to himself from his reverie. "I know.
"—Then let us begin."
Splurt—
A muffled sound rang out, like a small knife slicing through leather.
"Amon—purify the souls of the dead