Rain.
Rain fell on the towering church bathed in holy light, making a soft rustling sound.
Melodious bells rang out without pause.
Twelve tolls in all.
Only after the bells stopped did two rows of angels silently appear.
They knelt on one knee and chanted an incantation, completing the obscure, lengthy art as though singing a hymn.
Then a ray of white light descended from the void, gently illuminating the entire holy world.
"O Lord."
The leading angel spoke:
"Twelve tolls of the bell must herald an event surpassing history. We beseech you to grant us a divine revelation."
The words faded.
The white light drifted over silently and entered the angel's body.
A moment later.
The angel opened their eyes, rose, and looked at their companions.
Meeting everyone's expectant gazes, the angel said:
"A power that transcends fate has been born."
"What is it?" an angel asked.
"'Unknown.'"
The angels looked incredulous.
Another angel could not help saying:
"Impossible. How could the Lord not know-"
The leading angel interrupted, "The Lord ordained it. The Lord has declared it 'unknown,' so no one will know what it is."
"-Only when that power grows enough to shake the ten directions will the Lord relinquish his protection and be willing to know it."
"Everyone, look forward to that moment."
Elsewhere.
"Prisoner."
The instant that word appeared, Shen Ye suddenly felt something vibrate against him.
-My phone?
Shen Ye reflexively patted Valhalla's shoulder and said, "Hold them off," then took out his phone and unlocked the screen.
There was a message on his phone.
The timestamp showed that it had been sent half an hour ago.
-Yet the phone had only sounded now.
Shen Ye opened the message and found three lines of small text:
"Congratulations on obtaining the strongest basic sequence