The Hanged Man wants to see you
"..."
After being insulted by Luther with vulgar language, Adam, the King of Angel, did not show any anger. He looked calmly at Luther, as if waiting for him to finish speaking.
Luther had no intention of letting Adam go anyway.
"Furthermore, compared to me, who influenced the course of the war, aren't you behind the scenes more deserving of credit? You're the ones who started the war!" He sneered at the "Angel of Imagination," "I'm genuinely curious, from what standpoint do you think you have the right to question me like this."
"Oh, I see. You're probably here to settle scores because your secret support for George III failed to become the 'Black Emperor.'"
Luther laughed maliciously, taunting, "What a pity, I've ruined your meticulous plan... That piece of shit has been drained of its Characteristic by Roselle and turned into my Lamb... Shall I release him so we can catch up?"
At this moment, he was Spirituality exhausted, on the verge of mental collapse, and had just suffered an unexpected attack. How could he possibly be in a good mood?
Even if the opponent was the King of Angel, he would not back down.
Adam remained calm.
For some reason, Luther suddenly had a feeling that the other party's Mental World was extremely pure, as if it were completely devoid of any human emotions. Therefore, no matter what he cursed, it would have no effect.
Adam's pure, clear eyes reflected Luther's shattered and mangled body, and the blood-red Cross nailed to his chest. Suddenly—
"Hmm?" As if a warm ray of sunlight had gently swept over him, Luther felt much lighter, and the Corrosion sensation emanating from the Cross receded. His Consciousness cleared, and most of the violence in his heart disappeared.
"Soothing"? And the seal on the Cross... This guy helped me... No, wait.
Although he felt much better, Luther's eyes remained wary.
He didn't believe Adam would be so kind, and it was hard to say that the attack he had just suffered wasn't orchestrated by Adam!
"The world needed a Black Emperor, and George III was qualified."
After treating Luther, Adam said calmly.
Is this an explanation, or an objective statement?
Luther snorted coldly, offering no response. Looking down, he saw the Cross still firmly locked to his chest, fused with his heart and soul, impossible to remove.
Adam did not so much help himself as he stabilized the state of the Cross, preventing the Corrosion from spreading uncontrollably.
Who was that Old Man just now?
Luther didn't touch the Cross, but looked up and asked.
"The leader of the Aurora Order," Heliodorus, the Silent Angel Secrets Suppliant. He is the Profane Presbyter, Sequence 2 of the Mystic Pathway. "Adam replied.
The leader of the Aurora Order?
Angel of Sequence 2... and the Potion is called "Profane Presbyter"?
Luther pondered the meaning of the name. It sounded like someone exceptionally gifted in the realm of language... like the blessing he received upon ascending to Sequence 8, granting him the ability to attack others with "Language of Foulness"... But why would someone with such a capacity for speech refer to themselves as "silent"...?
"Heliodorus has remained silent since his promotion to Sequence 2."
As if hearing his thoughts, Adam explained, "For countless years, he has been accumulating the power of his words, and only today has he spoken for the first time. This gives his words a powerful effect, one that even Angel beings would find difficult to resist."
Words possessing great power...
Upon hearing this, the word "Word of Spirit" involuntarily came to mind for Luther.
Oh right, that Old Man did say something back then. He said... he wanted to offer himself up for his Lord? He offered his life the very first time he spoke. He's definitely a member of the Aurora Order; he's a Lunatic...
Did this statement have any effect?
Luther frowned and closed his eyes to feel his body.
The Cross was firmly nailed to his soul, and some unseen force quietly took effect. The alluring vibrations emanating from the Cross gave him an urge to absorb it into his body. Luther knew it was the Sequence 2 Beyonder Characteristic within that instinctively attracted his Spirituality. The "Silent Angel" had offered its body to the True Creator, only to become this Cross, nailed to my heart...
Luther sensed a hidden danger in those words, like a bomb yet to explode.
Can it be removed with Tide?
After being treated by Adam, his condition improved somewhat; perhaps he could summon Phantom Tide to give the Cross to... hmm?
Just then, Luther was suddenly surprised to find that he could no longer summon the Tide!
No, to be more precise, the Tide do exist, but I just can't bring myself to summon them, as if my Subconscious is instinctively rejecting the action.
Only one other person inside the church could do this!
Luther suddenly raised his head and looked coldly at Adam.
The latter, with an unchanged expression, calmly said:
"Your condition is not very stable. It would be best to meditate for a while and restore your Spirituality."
Luther initially wanted to refuse, but his body moved involuntarily. He walked to the row of prayer benches, chose one to sit on, and closed his eyes.
"The reason I was ambushed by Him was all because you secretly orchestrated it, wasn't it?" His mouth was still under his control, so he questioned, "What exactly do you want to do?"
He could hear the rustling sound of fabric, and it seemed that Adam was sitting a few seats away from him.
"Luther Rondal."
His calm voice echoed softly within the Corpse Cathedral, "This time you've really gone too far."
"Grazing the corrupted Roselle, fighting against the Mother Goddess of Depravity, attempting to cause the Sefirah within you to collide with another Sefirah... Every action you take is extremely dangerous; any mishap could bring devastating Catastrophe to the world..."
Adam said softly, "I originally wanted to let you roam free for a while longer to see if you could change... but there's just too much uncertainty surrounding you, and letting you move around freely any longer would be too dangerous."
"You really have been spying on me all along."
Luther sneered, "What a pervert... What do you call this behavior, stalking? The Ancient Sun God raised two useless children, one a pleasure-seeker, the other a stalker. What a misfortune for the family, a misfortune for the family..."
Adam ignored his taunts.
"Fine, I'm caught now, do whatever you want."
Luther, with his eyes closed, asked, "What do you plan to do with me? Seal me away or kill me?"
He tried to stall for time with words while thinking of a way to retaliate. But he quickly realized that with Adam's abilities, he could probably read all his thoughts.
The situation is truly hopeless.
Just then, Luther heard Adam's voice.
The Hanged Man wants to see you.
He said.