The ninth year of the Holy Court!
After hearing this, Daphne looked completely bewildered.
Lost in the Mythic Age?
Wasn't that the era of the Myth Celestial Emperor?
She asked, puzzled.
"Lady Aeryta, wasn't Lord of Heaven born millions of years ago? The Mythic Age is too far removed from His Majesty's time. Perhaps you've misremembered?"
I wasn't wrong.
Aeryta shook her head and chuckled, explaining.
"That's true. You came to the Holiness Academy at the age of thirteen; there are many secrets you don't know."
" At the Realm of the Supreme, one can reverse the River of Time of a single universe, reverse reality, and return to the past."
She didn't mention the River-Severing Great Stele, which was too early for Daphne to discuss.
"But the power of the Supreme can only travel backwards through the River of Time of the universe, not backwards through the total River of Time of the entire Multiverse."
"The power of the River of Time of a single universe is insufficient to defy Supreme, but the power of the River of Time of the entire Multiverse is a colossal force that even Supreme finds difficult to resist."
"And our Lord's realm is above the Supreme. In the Superhuman Civilization and the even earlier Age of Primordial Beginnings, he was known as the Multiverse Sovereign; in the Mythic Age, he was known as the Heavenly Celestial Emperor; and in the present era, he is known as the Lord of Heaven, as he calls himself."
"He has Transcendence the River of Time in the Multiverse, residing high above the dimension of time. In any era, at any time, you can see that magnificent White Gold Sun in the sky above the River of Time, and see His omnipresent presence."
"At any given moment, the Lord you see is the same person."
Aeryta exclaimed.
She recalled the moment when she achieved Supreme, when she and her sister Sophia traveled against the River of Time in the Original Universe, and the majestic, familiar figure she saw in the sky above the Original Universe's River of Time.
She recalled how, years ago, she and her sister Sophia traveled back in River of Time to the ancient era of the Winged People's Royal Court. When they brought back their eldest sister, Limiel, they encountered Jiang Yuu from that ancient time.
He smiled gently at them, then stood with his hands behind his back on the mountaintop.
"Sophia, Aeryta, go, take Limiel away."
"My lord, is that you?"
"It is I. I am everywhere, and I will always protect you."
A smile appeared on Aeryta's face, and she continued speaking to Daphne.
"You may not fully understand what I'm about to say, but all you need to know is that our lord does indeed possess a Radiant Holy Armament, lost in the Mythic Age. Go and retrieve it."
"I understand, Lady Aeryta. So, where should I look?"
Daphne said with a worried expression.
"The Multiverse is vast and boundless, Land of Ten Domains and endless cosmic spaces. How am I supposed to find it?"
Aeryta smiled slightly.
"That's not difficult. Do you know the historical records about the Holy Court Celestial Emperor from the Mythic Age?"
"Of course I know. The academy's library contains many books about the Myth Celestial Emperor, recording many of his stories."
Daphne confidently replied that she wasn't solely focused on martial arts; she also frequently visited the library.
"Then go and find it in His story."
Aeryta smiled with satisfaction.
"The story of the Celestial Emperor?"
"Yes, but that's all the hints I can give. After all, this is a task personally assigned to you by my lord, and I can't break it."
The graduation ceremony for the first cohort of 3,000 students was successfully completed.
Among the graduates, apart from a small number who chose not to become Angel, most chose to go to the Angel Reincarnation Pool and become various Angel Race.
Of these students who become Angel, only a small portion join the ranks of the inherent Angel Legion of Paradise Mountain. Most of them are descendants of the Sacred Blood Family or high-ranking Supreme.
The remaining students who became Angel chose to Aeryta the Academy Angel Legion that Erita had promised them.
This will give them more freedom and help them better adapt to their responsibilities and status Angel Race.
In the selection of Angel bloodlines.
Philoga Lionheart and Vera Palermo naturally chose the Holy Angel, while Ronald Dawn chose the Dawn Angel, Angelica Wolpis chose the Fallen Angel, and the Blood Race girl Shirley chose the Fallen Angel.
Daphne also chose to become the most orthodox Holy Angel, and did not join the Angel Legion of Gael and Anwyn.
She chose to join the Academy Angel Legion.
This approach was supported by Aunt Gael and Father Anwyn.
after all.
The Angel Legion of Paradise Mountain has not added a new legion name for a long time since the end of its final war with the Mirror Sea.
As the top graduate of the first class of the Holiness Academy, he directly became the vice-commander of the Academy Angel Legion, which is a tremendous resource.
Because every Angel Legion commander currently registered is at least a Quasi-Supreme Angel.
In this era where the world has already been conquered, Daphne, as a "third-generation descendant," was able to become Legion Commander at the age of three thousand years old, and it is possible that she will become Chief Angel in the future.
The Chief Angel, at the very least, is the Supreme.
One month later.
Daphne immersed herself in the library, frantically researching ancient records about the Celestial Emperor.
Beside her, several of her followers whom she had gained over the years also helped Daphne search for traces of history.
Amidst endless piles of books.
After enduring a month of this, Daphne finally couldn't take it anymore and broke down screaming.
"Ugh, where is it?! I just can't find it!"
"Lady Daphne, you should keep quiet. This is a library, you see."
Not far away.
The serene Angel smiled gently.
"Uh, okay."
Daphne an awkward laugh and prepared to bury herself back in her books.
Sudden.
At this moment.
A follower came running quickly, carrying a scroll of books, and exclaimed in delight.
"Sir, I've found it! Look!"
Daphne glanced down and her eyes widened immediately.
"The ninth year of the Holy Court."
" In the Nothingness of the Central Region, a sword rang out with a clear, resonant sound."