Assembly

Backlund.

"Justice" Audrey stands in the Collective Subconscious Sea, watching the floating light and shadows, listening to the noisy voices, as if she were at the crossroads of a bustling city, feeling the good and bad of life, and the vibrant pulse Concealment beneath them.

She turned her head and smiled at Susie, the Golden Dog beside her, "Your job is to Soothing."

After saying that, Audrey disappeared from the Protected Zone and silently appeared next to "The Magician" Fors and "The Judgement" Hugh.

"But I'm just a dog..." Susie murmured to herself with a sigh, remaining in the Collective Subconscious Sea.

Bayam, Rorsted Archipelago.

Alger, the "The Hanged Man," sat on the edge of the Square outside the Church Sea God, quietly watching the white doves take flight and people come and go.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a children's choir singing coming from inside the Church:

"Impact! Impact! Impact!"

Alger couldn't help but chuckle.

A howling Gale then rose up, swept him up, lifted him, and carried him into the sky.

Inside the headquarters Church of the "The Fool" Church in New Silver City.

"The Sun," Derrick, nodded to the now enormous Waiter Hilmon beside him and said, "The Door of Light has appeared."

"This will be a good fight," laughed Wright Hilmon, who had a shaved Baldy and a dark blue symbol tattooed on his forehead.

Derrick said no more, transforming into pure, sacred Sunlight and flying out of the Protected Zone, like a golden Sun rising.

Seeing the Sun high in the sky, I headed upwards.

"The Angel of Spirits" Renette Tinicol, whose neck had sprouted a head, said to student Sharon with dissatisfaction, "Those guys are too ugly."

"Let's Curse them to become normal."

Ms. Sharon, the "Meditation" lady, nodded slightly, watching her teacher disappear from sight.

She didn't follow immediately; instead, she closed her eyes and silently sensed her own state.

She remembered a sentence her Teacher had once taught her:

Temperance is not about long-term suppression, but about rationally understanding oneself and preparing for a powerful outburst at crucial moments.

Now, the time has come!

On the deck of the "Future" in the Berserk Sea.

Lady Cattleya, the "Hermit," turned her gaze to the crew members, including First Officer Frank Lee, Second Officer Heath Doyle, Navigator Otolov, and Boatswain Nina, and suddenly felt a surge of emotion.

When she first left the Dawn, she only wanted to become strong as soon as possible, build her own fleet, prove herself to the Queen, and regain her approval. Later, she developed the idea of leading the crew and the entire fleet to live a good life.

But now, what she has to do is protect this world and fight against the impending catastrophe.

"Perhaps, this is the Fate of the ' Sage '..."

In a moment of reflection, the "Hermit" Cattleya transformed into a vast and illusory stream of information, surging out of the Protected Zone.

Then she saw two similar torrents of information rising in the Trier section as well.

A sense of peace and tranquility washed over her, tinged with a gentle joy.

Inside his own house in Backlund.

"Moon" Emlin sat in a chair, quietly looking at the Puppet in the room.

He already knew that the Sequence 1 "Goddess of Beauty" Beyonder Characteristic left by the progenitor had not been transferred to the current Planet.

This was a choice made out of necessity.

The other Rulers of the Old One are currently engaged in fierce competition for Sefirot and Uniqueness, and have no time to concern themselves with the Beyonder Characteristic of Sequence 1. They are unlikely to descend here personally. Once the war of gods ends there, if the Great Ones such as Mr. The Fool win, the Sequence 1 Archangel or its corresponding Sealed Artifact that was transferred here will naturally be safe. If the outcome is the opposite, with prior preparation, there will be time to Cutting and throw those Beyonder Characteristic away, avoiding another concentrated attack from the Rulers of the Old One.

This is normal, but there is a special problem now—the "Fallen Mother Goddess" is not caught up in the melee, but is moving away from the corresponding area to gain Rebirth. If the "Goddess of Beauty's " Beyonder Characteristic also move with the Protected Zone, she will most likely take the time to come over. In that case, all resistance will no longer be meaningful, unless Mr. "The Fool" directly abandons the original battlefield.

In a flash, "Moon" Emlin stood up abruptly, and huge, black, membrane-covered Bat Wings sprouted from his back.

With a flap of its wings, Emlin soared into the air, looking down upon the Divinity Sanguine who were acting as usual, unaware that their external environment had changed.

He circled around once, then headed out of the Protected Zone; the enormous Bat Wings seemed capable of obscuring the sky.

Below, several Crimson Moonlight flew out from the Coffin and the Tomb, following closely behind "the Moon" Emlin.

Kingdom of Loen, Ahowa County, Tingen City.

Stars Leonard blankly at the sky, feeling that things were not developing as he had expected.

He quickly composed himself and said to all the team members gathered at Black Thorns Security Company, "Now it's time for leave. Everyone go home."

"Deacon, aren't we supposed to be dealing with potential infiltrators of the Evil God’s Favored?" The team members, some wearing Red Gloves and others dressed in Black Trench Coat, expressed their confusion.

Leonard, the "Stars," emphasized it again:

Go home immediately.

"This is your mission, this is what you need to do."

The "Nighthawks" looked at each other, puzzled but still chose to obey orders. After all, the Protected Zone was not the real world, and perhaps going home had a special symbolic meaning and corresponding psychological effect.

Seeing his teammates leave one after another, Leonard looked up at the high place again.

Having a certain amount of Concealment Authority, he could sense that one Angel after another had gathered there.

Leonard slowly exhaled, closed his eyes, and certain scenes from the past flashed through his mind, the scenes of when Megose came to Black Thorns Security Company.

His image was quickly erased and moved outside the Protected Zone.

"Team Leader, did you see that? We are Protection this world."

"This time, I am not alone; all the Angel are fighting alongside me..."

The figure of "Stars" Leonard had just been outlined Outside the Barrier light Pathway the "Gate" when he saw the old man Pallez break away from him and gather his figure beside him.

He also saw Lady Arianna dressed as Ascetic, Antigonus with tufts of coarse black hair on his face, half-white hair but a youthful appearance, and other familiar Angel.

Then, the voice of "Red Angel" Medici echoed in his ears:

"My friends, I want you to become members of my legion."

"To become a member of the ' Red of War,' to unite the power of all the Angel, to fight not individually, and to maximize the power of the whole?" "Stars" Leonard understood "Red Angel" Medici's intention.

He did not refuse and nodded in agreement.

Franca also heard Medici's words, but did not immediately agree.

This wasn't her resistance; rather, it made her think of something:

"Judging from the Change in the ' Box of the Old One,' Lumian should have become the 'Root and the Calamity of the Book,' the ' Doomsday Calamity,' Jenna and Aurora have also been Resurrection."

"In other words, they are Great Ones, Great Ones in the field of warfare."

"And I am a member of the team, a teammate of the Source of War!"

"I wonder what the effective range of the legion will be after becoming Great Ones..."

"The symbolism certainly permeates the entire Universe, but similar abilities should still be limited..."

"If I'm still within their effective range, wouldn't I be able to share Lumian's status and power, becoming a smaller version of ' The Calamity of the Root ' and ' The Doomsday Calamity,' wreaking havoc on the current battlefield?"

Thinking of this, Franca immediately sought to "borrow help" from others, but unfortunately, she was unsuccessful.

Was the effective range not that large, or had some "Rulers of the Old One" used their symbol to influence Lumian and his team's abilities? Franca muttered to herself, and had no choice but to temporarily Medici Medici's legion.

At the same time, she saw the "War Angel" with That One fiery long hair and blood-stained Black Armor.

A bright red Banner mark had become prominent between Medici's eyebrows.

He had long since completed the sacrifice to the Source of War and undoubtedly received feedback and assistance; otherwise, even with his two Beyonder Characteristic "Weather Warlock" traits, the team's coverage area would not be sufficient to connect all the Angel —there are so many Angel here, an area of ten or twenty kilometers is still too crowded.

Now, with feedback from the Source of War, He can better address this matter.

Sensing the consent and participation of each Angel, "Red Angel" Medici looked at the Outer Deity Angel gathered in another Dimension and chuckled.

His expression was both disdainful and somewhat solemn.

Purple Flames Burning in His hands.

Once, I followed the Lord, saved humanity, and ushered in glory.

I am still here, and I will continue to Protection all of this.