Long time no see, Li Ran

There were probably four or five hundred people praying towards the top of the mountain; they were dressed and looked quite different.

Some of the men wore formal attire in the Loen style, while others wore knee-length coats popular in Intis, as well as linen shirts characteristic of the Southern Continent. Many others dressed in a more archaic style, as if they had stepped out of murals from previous eras.

Regardless of their race, skin color, or clothing, everyone wore expressions of piety and madness, praying fervently and continuously to the imposing figure of the True Creator, led by a man with three heads.

It seems that among these people are remnants of the Aurora Order, as well as natives of this "Forsaken Land of the Gods"... They gathered on the outskirts of the True Creator's Sanctuary, becoming the last Saint.

Because of Adam's presence, these people didn't even notice the two of them.

Luther stared at the man with three heads. According to the Aurora Order's intelligence, their last remaining high-ranking member, the "Rose Saint," was leading the last members into the "Forsaken Land of the Gods," and this was probably the guy.

The group devoutly completed their prayers, then knelt quietly before the Temple.

"Splash..."

From the distant mountain peaks, a bright red stream meandered down, with chunks of meat floating on its surface, until it stopped in front of the group.

"Praise the Lord, for His grace has given me wine and Holy Bread..."

The believers prayed devoutly, then scooped up blood with their hands to drink and scooped out pieces of flesh to share. This was how they survived on this lifeless land.

Luther merely sneered at the sight.

An evil god wants to emulate Jesus...

He clearly saw that the Flesh retained numerous marks of madness; consuming such things for a long time would only lead to gradual Degeneration and eventual complete Distortion. However, believers in the True Creator might be pleased, for Degeneration Monster would actually bring them closer to their Lord.

Just then, a pure white feather suddenly floated down from ahead of the road.

Then, more and more feathers fell, and a strange light shone down, gradually outlining a figure Kneeling on One Knee. It was a man dressed in a simple linen robe, with long silver hair reaching his waist, an indifferent expression, and calm eyes.

"The Angel of Fate once beneath the throne of the Ancient Sun God, now a favorite of the True Creator, Ouroboros."

The King of Angel, who possessed two "Snake of Mercury" Characteristic, straightened up. After that, He did not communicate with Adam, but silently looked at Luther.

Strange symbols appeared in His eyes— Mercury rings, one after another, linked end to end, cycling in a continuous loop.

These symbols, once highlighted, influence the course of the entire world...

It was as if he had only been momentarily distracted, or as if Fate had created a small ripple. By the time Luther came to his senses, he was no longer in front of the Aurora Order members' settlement, but had instead arrived directly at the mountain peak.

That is, not far from the base of the Cross of the True Creator.

His body was enormous, pressing down like another mountain. It was covered in crisscrossing bloodstains, his face blurred and shrouded in a faint shadow. Everything was incredibly familiar; the scene before him was exactly the same as what he had seen in those insane Illusion.

Luther tilted his head slightly and met the gaze of this evil god.

"Oh..."

His gaze was fearless; after scanning the other person up and down, he suddenly revealed a contemptuous smile.

"Brush!"

With a flick Slot his wrist, he forcibly pulled Mr. A's soul out of his body and grasped it in his palm.

"I have good news for you. I now know exactly which direction your Lord's second self points to." He called upon the Lamb within him, lifted it up to face the body of the True Creator, and then whispered, "See, it turns out He has no second self."

"Blasphemer, I Curse you, I Curse you! The Lord will punish you!!"

In his palm, Mr. A broke down and cursed.

He couldn't believe it; even now that he was before the Holy Body of God, this damned Blood Bishop was still uttering blasphemous words!

"Lord, great Lord! Please give this..."

"Enough, shut up."

Luther said softly, his hands suddenly clenching together.

With a "snap," he had directly crushed Mr. A's soul into pieces.

He was originally kept alive to torment him, but now that the situation was unfavorable, it was better to get rid of him as soon as possible. So after giving the guy one last disgusting moment, he decisively ended Mr. A's life.

"Very good."

Luther breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at Adam behind him.

"What are you planning to do next? Throw me to Him to eat?"

He asked casually, as if discussing the life and death of others, "Is this how power is transferred?"

"That's true in simple terms, but it's not that simple to implement in practice."

Adam calmly replied, "Your mind is extreme and Distortion. If you were to directly merge with the already insane True Creator, the combination would only worsen His condition."

Therefore, another powerful force is needed to participate and play a neutralizing role.

"Neutralize?"

Luther sneered after hearing this, "I can't think of any powerful positive force that could neutralize the madness that this guy and I combined are capable of."

"Of course."

Adam remained unmoved. "The True Creator's madness stems from Creator extreme human nature. Therefore, simply involving His Divinity aspect is sufficient to accomplish the task."

"... the Divinity aspect?"

Luther was taken aback upon hearing this, "Where?"

Adam looked at him calmly.

"Right here, that's me."

He said.

Luther stared blankly at him, and after a few seconds, he suddenly seemed to understand something, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He suddenly remembered that when he had asked Adam where the Divinity aspect of the Ancient Sun God had gone, the latter hadn't answered...

He remained calm throughout, never getting angry no matter how much he was provoked, as if he were completely devoid of emotion... He had an exceptionally strong obsession with resurrecting the Ancient Sun God...

"Impossible! You are His firstborn son, not Him at all!"

Luther shouted, sounding somewhat incredulous.

"I can prove it to you."

Adam remained calm.

He looked into Luther's eyes and said, slowly and deliberately, "It's been a long time, Li Ran."

"Boom!"

Upon hearing these words, it was as if a thunderclap resounded in Luther's mind, and many sealed memories surfaced one after another. He remembered that this was not the first time he had met Adam; it was a long time ago, long before the beginning of the era, long before the cataclysm, that he had already met him!

Almost blankly, he uttered the other person's name. "Mr. Grisha..."