Lost Contact in the World of Type-Moon
Chapter 960

Little Garden-I Think I Can Still Be Saved (cont.)

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"Mm, I know."

The man who had always been called a useless god sat quietly in the seat of honor, his expression solemn. Like a king cast from black iron, he radiated immense authority.

This god-king, who loved wine and women and shared the same hobbies as China's Brother CC, displayed his leadership when he noticed that changes in the sun's cycle were affecting the Human Chronicle. He gathered the Solar Sovereignties at the fastest possible speed, attempting to calm the sun's abnormality.

The White Night King held five Solar Sovereignties, the Greek god-king Zeus held the sovereignty of Taurus, and another god-king held one as well—seven Solar Sovereignties in total.

That was a terrifying number. The Sun Gods of many pantheons wielded less authority over the sun than a single Solar Sovereignty, yet Indra had gathered seven in an instant—a number capable of crushing the radiance of the Sun Gods.

Unfortunately, the one altering the sun's movements was not some meddling Sun God, but a war god deeply connected to both of them.

A sun runner holding sixteen Solar Sovereignties.

At that thought, dark clouds gathered between Indra and White Night Yaksha's brows, their expressions as cold as ice that had never melted for eternity.

In the past, only those who challenged the "Sealed World," led by the great alliance of Layer Rulers resisting the Demon Lord Dystopia, would use the Solar Sovereignties to alter the sun's activity. They caused the Black Death to spread from the fourteenth century onward for over a hundred years, ultimately raising the social status of serfs ahead of time, promoting ideas such as Enlightenment thought and liberalism, preventing the emergence of Dystopian thought, and thereby severing the future connected to the "Sealed World," causing the Demon Lord Dystopia to vanish directly.

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