Rose Redemption

Above the Tide, separated by a curtain of water, Luther gazed at the scene in the hall.

No mistake, I've seen this! It was the very night after my first encounter with the "Red Angel" evil spirit, in those insane Dream! It turns out, it wasn't just Dream, but also a part of reality...

He observed the figures around the dark red table, and quickly identified several of them:

Giant in silver armor, with a radiant glow like the Dawn behind his mask... "The God of Dawn," Badheil!

A silver-haired man in a linen robe, with an indifferent expression... "Angel of Fate" Ouroboros!

Sitting next to Ouroboros was a young red-haired man in black armor splattered with blood... "Red Angel" Medici!

Some of them are King of Angel under the command of the Creator of the City of Silver, while others are offspring of Ancient God. But regardless of their status, their strength has reached a level that cannot be ignored!

And these powerful beings gathered together, their secret plot was naturally—

A series of sounds emerged from within the hall, seemingly from a distant, ancient era, echoing through the mist and reaching Luther's ears:

"... We are redeeming ourselves, and we are also maintaining the balance of this world..."

"... Division and divergence are undoubtedly the most fundamental aspects of Order..."

"... That's also His thought..." "... Undeniably, we all have our own dark thoughts and desires, but that's perfectly normal..."

"... Death and bloodshed will be inevitable, we will live in the name of 'Rose Redemption'..."

Yes, Rose Redemption.

This Luther Oldest One learned from the evil spirit "Red Angel" that it had Concealment lurked in a glorious past and ultimately brought about a cataclysmic Catastrophe... So, is this hall the place where these Angel held their meetings back then?

Luther looked down and saw that the voices of those conversations were echoing once again. An invisible force was controlling the members of the City of Silver exploration team, making them endlessly loop through the old scenes and repeat conversations that lasted about ten seconds each.

The cycle of Fate... must be the influence of the lingering aura of Ouroboros...

Lu Ze was already very familiar with the Mercury Serpent's abilities and knew that this situation could be resolved simply by breaking the cycle. However, before he could pull Lovia into the tide and disrupt the meeting, the Fool on the other side made his move first, engulfing [Sun] Derik in the gray mist, ending the cycle, and sending him back before anyone could react.

That's fine, saves me the trouble...

Luther thought to himself.

After regaining their senses, everyone in City of Silver was astonished. He ignored them and, using the vision granted by Lovia's Spirituality, looked at the murals around him illuminated by the flames.

It can only be said that Ouroboros truly deserves to be called a great artist, as he once again preserved his experiences in the form of murals.

In the center of the wall, the largest mural depicts the scene right here in front of us. The stone pillars, the long table, the high-backed chairs—everything is exactly as pictured. Eleven figures sit on those high-backed chairs, distributed around the long table: two at the head, five on the left, and four on the right. Does this seating arrangement have any significance...? Could it be that the two figures at the head are the initiators and leaders of the "Rose Redemption"?

Luther guessed to himself, squinting his eyes to look more closely.

Five figures were positioned on the left side of the long table: Ouroboros, Medici, an old man with a silver beard and deep wrinkles, whose face was partially obscured by a hood, exuding an air of wisdom; a middle-aged man in black armor, whose expression was both stern and tyrannical; and a handsome man in White Robe.

On the right side of the long table was a mummy bound with straps; a middle-aged or elderly man with gentle features dressed in a black robe; the God of Dawn, Badheil; and a plump, beautiful, dignified, and holy lady.

At the head of the long table sat a man with black curly hair and shadowy eyes, and a figure shrouded in mist, whose outline suggested she was female.

At this moment, the people of City of Silver also seemed to notice the mural and came forward to observe it.

A "Guardian" with solid knowledge of occultism pointed to the pure white, handsome figure and said:

"This figure is composed of a cluster of mysterious symbols, and the symbolic meaning of these symbols is:"

"White Angel, Aucuses, ahhhhhh--"

As soon as he uttered the name, golden flames erupted from his chest, one after another, swift and fierce, burning him from the inside out into a charred corpse amidst his screams.

The Guardian set himself on fire so quickly that no one else had time to react or offer any help!

The first update is at suduɡu. cc, with no typos. If you don't see the ". cc" suffix in the address, you'll be taken to the first update site. Just saying a name can have such terrible consequences? No, it makes sense, because reciting a real name is blasphemy in itself... especially since this is in a hall far removed from the normal world, shielded by the rules of the Royal Court; otherwise, the impact might be even greater...

Luther thought to himself.

Without a doubt, the White Angel is the one who later devoured the Creator's corpse at the "Betrayal Banquet" and gained corresponding authority... Now, He is most likely the "Eternal Blazing Sun," one of the Seven Gods.

Similarly, the old man and the middle-aged man must be the other two main characters of the banquet... the current Lord of Storms and the God of Wisdom...

As if to verify his conjecture, Colin Iliad, fully protected, walked to the mural and solemnly read aloud the meanings of the figures and symbols:

"Angel of Fate, the Ouroboros..."

"War Angel, Medici..."

"Wisdom Angel, Herabergen..."

Upon hearing this name, the people of City of Silver stirred, for it was a name they already knew from their textbooks—the name of the "Dragon of Wisdom." It turned out that He later became the Lord's Angel...

"Wind Angel, Leodero..."

"White Angel, Aucuses..."

"Dark Angel, Sasrir..." "Evernight Goddess, Amanises..."

"God of Combat, Badheil..."

"The Earth Mother Goddess, Omebella..."

"The God of the Dead, Salinger..."

"Tolzna, the God of Spirits..."

"Well done, Ouroboros, as expected of Will Onsetin's certified 'Foolish Snake'." Above the Tide, Luther nodded in praise, "You've managed to 'open the boxes' of every single participant in one go..."

In this way, the seating arrangement at the long table is indeed meaningful.

The five on the left are King of Angel under the command of the Creator of the City of Silver, while the four on the right are likely not subordinates of the Creator, and may even be His enemies... As for the two at the head, they represent two different factions, and the one who brought them together is...

The ones who organized them were the "Dark Angel" Sasrir, representing the King of Angel, and the "Evernight Goddess" Amanises, representing the opposing forces.

So, this is the true name of the Evernight Goddess...

Having learned too many astonishing facts, Luther was no longer moved. He simply felt that everything made sense; the darkness outside the hall was the Goddess's doing, designed to completely Concealment the meeting and prevent leaks.