No matter how perilous the battle below the cliff was at this moment, it could not stop the center of the world from arriving at this high cliff, coming between Shade and the Old God—[Mr. Misfortune]—standing at the center of the plaza.
The wind swept across Shade's cheek, carrying away a streak of golden radiance. Golden cracks emerged from his right eye, then gradually spread across his entire body, until even the hem of his clothes scattered flecks of light backward in the wind.
He gazed at the evil god standing beneath the dim yellow sky amid the gale, but did not immediately ignite his divinity: "God, may I ask a question? Past divine advents were always accompanied by all sorts of world-shaking phenomena. Why has Your appearance been so silent?"
Shade had not even seen the cultists arrange a Divine Advent Ritual. Since he had agreed with the evil god upon this divine advent, he had not spent extra effort preventing any preparations the cultists might make. Yet until just now, not a single Ring Arcanist who believed in Misfortune had come here.
"The end is upon the world. Order and rules have been severely damaged, so divine advent no longer needs to be so troublesome."
The voice carried by the wind answered his question, but when Shade understood those words, he felt as though his ears had not heard any sound at all.
And so he understood—
The gods above the heavens had the ability to enter the Material World at any time. But to prevent their immense power from directly damaging the world during divine advent, they required conditions such as Divine Advent Rituals and vessels.
This was even more true in the current Sixth Epoch. The world's fragility had reached the point where the five righteous