Four kinds of light flowed over Gu Qingshan without pause.
Yet he didn't act immediately.
"Young master, have you still not chosen a power?" Mountain Girl asked.
"...Each Apostle's power is different, and each fits the style of the Era they came from. I'm still weighing them carefully," Gu Qingshan replied.
In the empty space before him, one arcane art after another appeared, each with a detailed explanation.
A seemingly endless stream of arts and powers refreshed one after another, leaving Gu Qingshan dazzled.
--These were all arts the Apostles had once used. Among the myriad worlds, they could be called top-tier.
Earth, Water, Fire, Wind.
The Chaos Apostles had once descended upon these four Eras, and their respective abilities leaned toward the styles of the Eras they had visited.
For instance, the Chaos Apostles who descended upon the Earth Era had powers that focused mostly on defense and counterattacks.
Those who descended upon the Water Era, meanwhile, understood every kind of knowledge, and their arts were more refined than those of the other Apostles.
Time continued to pass.
Suddenly--
Gu Qingshan called out, "Stop!"
The glowing words that had been drifting through the air froze in place.
Gu Qingshan's gaze fell on one ability. He murmured, "This art... seems to suit the Era of Wind's attributes, and it'd be useful, too."
In the space before him, an arcane art appeared: "Apostle Divine Skill: Fate Separation Shadow."
"By using this art, you will separate an illusory shadow from a stretch of fate. It will inherit all the causality of the true fate and unfold the many possible paths of what comes next."
--But this art alone wasn't enough.
Gu Qingshan raised his long sword again and said, "Mountain Girl, remember this ability first."
"What else does young master need?" Mountain