"Let's keep going."
The two stepped forward, heading toward the stairs leading underground as the light around them began to dim.
Alger asked, "Mr. The Tower, do you know who the person in this mural is?"
Edward did not answer. Instead, he looked at Phoenix, who had followed them all the way here. "Phoenix, do you recognize Him?"
Phoenix stared at the portrait of the Ancient Sun God for a moment, then shook his head. "No."
Edward asked no further questions and said, "Do you remember the concept of Kings of Angels I mentioned to you before?"
"...You said that the Kings of Angels served at the Ancient Sun God's side... that they were the leaders of all the angels... the Eight Angels closest to the divine throne."
"The one at the very center of the mural is the Ancient Sun God."
Alger was astonished. "The Ancient Sun God? Mr. The Tower, who exactly was this deity? You only mentioned Him briefly last time."
"As I said before, He was The Lord that Created Everything, The Almighty, the pioneer who ended the rule of insane mythical creatures over this world. If not for Him, humanity might still be ruled by all sorts of mythical creatures today, reduced to their food and slaves."
This was the first time Alger had heard such an account. His previous understanding had been that "the Creator awoke from chaos and shattered the darkness... becoming all things. His body became the earth and the stars, while one of His eyes became the sun and the other the crimson moon..."
The seven orthodox deities had been born from the Creator's body, and They had rescued humanity from the insane world, bringing peace to the people.
But according to Mr. The Tower, everything the Seven Deities preached was