"Man and tree are of the same principle."
The deep voice echoed between heaven and earth. "The more man seeks to rise toward heights and light, the more his roots struggle downward—into the soil, into darkness, into the depths—"
"—toward sin."
In that instant, sin descended!
"The Sayings of Zarathustra?"
Isaac nearly crushed the screen in his hand, crying out in fury.
That, too, was a precious treasure Golden Dawn had stolen from Heaven... no, it should be said that it was one of the foundations of the Land of Nothingness.
As a pillar that allowed the "copy" of the Present Realm to move freely through Hell, and a tool that had repeatedly infiltrated the Present Realm, it was the prototype and blueprint created by the earliest Pioneer Society when they established the Three Great Blockades!
It corresponded to the Great Arcanum Zarathustra!
In other words, its existence alone was equivalent to a miniature Present Realm!
At that moment, as Yeats used the power of The Sayings of Zarathustra to pry open the Three Great Blockades, the high walls of the Present Realm would temporarily collapse—opening a fleeting little hole in those towering walls, allowing the power of Hell to seep into the Present Realm!
What made Isaac even more vigilant was that this ritual was not merely intended to temporarily open the Present Realm; it also pointed toward some existence in the deepest reaches of Hell.
Some colossal being...
"What is that?"
Ignoring the warnings, he adjusted the Dragon Calling Flute's observation filter to its maximum. Countless fleeting images from the Abyss flooded into his soul, scorching and tormenting his will.
He widened his eyes.
At last, he glimpsed that savage form.
"Launch immediately!"
Isaac roared, but it was already too late.
The instant he gave the order, he