Truman only came to watch from the sidelines of the Ancient God Battlefield after dealing with the believers in the Golden Kingdom.
Once battles between Ancient Gods reached a certain point, they became almost incomprehensible. They were contests of authority, but also contests of how that authority was wielded.
When it came to the authority of Fooling, different targets produced different effects.
This conceptual authority was simply too incredible. It could even be used to pull off a supernova right in someone's face.
"So this is the might of the gods!" Truman spotted Medici, Leodero, and the others nearby. They, too, didn't dare approach and could only watch from the outskirts.
But their faction had already been stirring up trouble, and plenty of Angels were still fighting beneath the Ancient God Battlefield.
In fact, all the Angels whose names were known had come, along with the Subordinate Gods. This might be the most terrifying war in a thousand years.
Medici and Leodero looked thrilled, eager to throw themselves into the fray at once, but Sasrir held them back firmly.
Yes, Sasrir was here, too. How could this kind of living fuse possibly dare show up here?
"The Ancient Gods can't find the Blasphemy Slate. The Demon Wolf struck first, launching a divine war and dragging all the Ancient Gods into the quagmire of battle."
Sasrir murmured to himself.
Is this a prophecy? Truman's heart gave a jolt. It was as if he'd caught sight of the Author in the middle of writing a script.
"No. This will be history." Sasrir didn't look at Truman. He simply declared it solemnly.
History... In that case, even the Blasphemy Slate and the "spark" of this war no longer mattered.
He stared intently at the Ancient God Battlefield, seemingly searching for the right moment to act. Of course, he might only be the "eyes." The one who would truly act was the Ancient Sun God, seated in his divine kingdom.
Just as Truman had expected, the Ancient Sun God, far away in his divine kingdom, had stopped praying to him. He now stood quietly at the church entrance, using Sasrir as his "eyes" to gaze toward the Ancient God Battlefield.
His state was peculiar. A blazing, illusory sun hung above his head, while a faint Curtain of Shadows lay behind him. In his hand, he held the Blasphemy Slate.
For a moment, his eyes turned abruptly illusory, and a sea that seemed to contain every color and every secret appeared around him.
"I am one, and I am all. I am the Lord of the Mysteries, the God of Gods."
He chanted softly. A moment later, an indescribable wave rose in the illusory Chaos Sea.
The wave surged around him, finally transforming into a storm, then a tower. Clearly, the power of the Chaos Sea that the Ancient Sun God could wield was immense.
He slowly raised his head and looked toward the Astral World. Beyond an invisible barrier, one terrifying, indescribable face after another peered at this world.
The Ancient Gods' battle was not limited to the real world. It stirred boundless turbulence in the Spirit World and the Astral World as well, with terrifying commotion. Their fighting had drawn the great interest of those enormous faces.
But the barrier was too strong now, and the faces didn't dare approach too closely.
Only after confirming this did the Ancient Sun God look away and turn his gaze back to the Ancient God Battlefield.
Words written in an ancient language appeared in that Chaos Sea, which contained every secret.
They were formed entirely from the waters of the Chaos Sea, and had a strange essence.
Anyone who saw those words would be unable to resist investigating them, only to discover in the end that they had already touched fate and become reality.
The short line of ancient text described the state of the war.
"The balance of the Ancient Gods' war has been broken."
This was a prophecy, and perhaps also an expression of the Visionary's authority.
The future he declared was destined to arrive and become reality!
The Ancient Sun God had yet to reclaim the Visionary's authority, but he had still managed to accomplish this with the help of the Chaos Sea.
The Ancient Gods' battle was terrifying beyond measure, shaking the entire real world. Earthquakes, tsunamis, and storms—all of them were ravaging the world where living beings dwelled.
And because there were exactly eight Ancient Gods, each pair faced off against one another. None could overcome their opponent in a short time. Even Aurmir, whose mental state had suffered greatly, remained ferocious. For the moment, the authorities of Dusk, Twilight, Evernight, and Fooling were locked in a stalemate.
This gave the battle between the Ancient Gods a balance that seemed fragile but was difficult to break.
After the Ancient Sun God used the Chaos Sea to make his prophecy, that balance was broken in fact.
"Ah!" Giant King Aurmir roared and swung his sword, cleaving apart the divine kingdom of destruction formed from the Historical Void. Twilight stained everything.
In the Giant King's Court, the Giant Queen had gathered nearly all the giants alive today to hold a grand sacrifice for Aurmir. Countless beasts were slaughtered, and their blood roused the giants' bloodlust. They roared and prayed as one, and the power of anchors became clear in that moment!
Aurmir's condition was better than ever. It was as if his mental burden had been erased. He no longer needed to spend immense effort suppressing his madness, and in an instant, he unleashed terrifying power.
The Demon Wolf's condition was the exact opposite. For one moment, it was as if the many Beyonder characteristics in his body were about to explode. All kinds of mad thoughts began echoing in his mind, and the terrifying impact even left the Demon Wolf himself frozen for an instant.
This was only reasonable. The Ancient Gods were already in poor condition, especially the two who represented destruction and filth in this era: the Annihilation Demonic Wolf and the Demon Monarch. It was only natural for them to go mad from time to time.
Of course, the likeliest reason was that Sasrir had taken out a monocle and used the authority of Corruption to give it a semblance of life.
A powerful sense of convergence arose, pulling at the characteristics within the Annihilation Demonic Wolf's body and the mask on his face.
This easily disrupted the balance between the characteristics within him, driving him even more thoroughly mad.
The Ancient Sun God's prophecy had come true. The balance of the Ancient Gods' war had been broken.
"Lilith! Kill the Demon Wolf first!" Giant King Aurmir roared. He, too, had noticed that something was wrong with the Demon Wolf. The orange-red Twilight in his eyes leaped violently.
Whoosh!
Moonlight spilled down. Lilith's Red Moon curse descended, the chains of the Abyss rose, and the power of natural life burst forth!
Clumps of wheat and blossoms sprouted in the moonlight, growing wildly and surging like waves toward the Demon Wolf.
She attacked with all her might. Even the King of Exotic Species laid the deepest curse upon the Annihilation Demonic Wolf, along with the most "restrained" desire to resist.
At the same time, all the Ancient Gods looked over—and then, as if setting aside their grievances, they joined forces against the Annihilation Demonic Wolf!
The Ancient God Alliance had two factions: the humanoid faction and the nonhuman faction.
The Annihilation Demonic Wolf and the Demon Monarch belonged to neither. Among the Ancient Gods, they were both the maddest, often falling into utterly irrational states and knowing only destruction and ruin.
The Demon Monarch, Farbauti, had been the likeliest to help the Annihilation Demonic Wolf, but unfortunately, he was mad, too. His battles with the Annihilation Demonic Wolf were no less frequent than his battles with the other Ancient Gods!
At this moment, the tide of battle turned with astonishing suddenness. The Annihilation Demonic Wolf was about to face the attacks of seven Ancient Gods at once.
It was as if seven of the Eight Great Ancient Gods had reached a consensus in that instant: they would devour the Annihilation Demonic Wolf!
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