Anti-Creator
"Hmph, Nanook-- "
Since you are Titan from beyond the heavens, then I, as Chrysos Heirs, will eventually use the Dawn's Early Light to sever your head.
This is not divine guidance, but human choice!
The Twelve Chrysos Heirs face the final hatred of "fate".
It is the eternal hatred in the heart of the Savior, who was brought from that unchosen world, after countless cycles of Eternal Recurrence Amphoreus had experienced—a world without dawn, a world that burned out completely.
Anti-Creator, Overflowing Hatred.
It was far more powerful than Sera had ever known.
The hatred it absorbed came from the unchanging Khaslana of Amphoreus.
What Phainon had previously defeated was merely an empty shell, burned away by countless Core Flame, leaving only a trace of hatred compared to true hatred...
The flames burning in his chest gradually resonated with the monster before him, and Phainon understood something.
"Even the last vestige of hatred is so intense..."
Khaslana, your hatred... I understand now.
I cannot make choices for others, not even for another version of myself.
But your anger, your hatred, should never become the power of a monster, nor should they be directed at my companions, or Amphoreus.
Therefore, I will not try to extinguish your hatred.
In the name of "Worldbearing," I— Khaslana— will bear all your wrath!
A yellowish-purple monster with wings that were half yellow and half purple. Aglaea looked at the monster with a somewhat indescribable expression, then glanced at Phainon.
Is this hell?
Aglaea thought to herself, she felt that Amphoreus was finished. What did it mean that everything in Khaslana had been burned away, but the yellow and purple color scheme had been firmly engraved into its DNA?!
No, what kind of hatred could twist the incarnation of the Lord Ravager into a yellow and purple color scheme?!
The Anti-Creator, Overflowing Hatred, raised his hands, and [Mythos] and [Logos] were summoned.
A pair of giant hands appeared behind [Mythos] and [Logos] respectively. The Anti-Creator emitted an obscure and incomprehensible voice. Beams of light rose from [Mythos] and [Logos] and intertwined, with most of them finally falling towards the twelve Chrysos Heirs.
The remaining portion tore apart part of the space behind them, which was already ravaged by Nanook's arrival, and then... the endless Black Tide creations and the Antimatter Legion charged towards the Flame-Chase Army.
The once massive Flame-Chase Army seemed like an insignificant speck of dust in comparison.
But it doesn't matter, the light will help them defeat Amphoreus's enemies!
The "miracle" returned by Phainon began to play its role. A firm belief ignited the initial spark of the miracle, and then countless sparks gathered into a dazzling "flame".
The bodies of the Flame-Chase Army were all glowing with golden light, and even with the huge numerical disadvantage, they successfully blocked the Black Tide Creation and the Antimatter Legion.
After receiving the 'seed', Zagreus's body has become an Permanence traveler. Although he is far inferior to the Emanator, he is about to transform into a dragon.
He lightly stomped his foot, and a pillar of rock rose from the dark red, data-like ground in an attempt to block it, Cerydra remained firmly seated on the throne fixed to the back of the Zagreus.
However, it did not have the slightest effect in blocking the beam of light.
"If defense fails, then attack together!"
Phainon raised his hand, and a meteorite fell from the sky, pointing directly at the beam of light.
I hereby decree... divine retribution upon you!
Upon seeing Phainon initiate the team fight, Mydei joined the group without hesitation.
He seized a spear formed from the power of Strife —similar to Nikador's —infused it with power, and hurled it toward the beam of light.
Apart from Cyrene, the other Chrysos Heirs do not possess the same powerful offensive capabilities as Phainon and Mydei, so they chose to transfer their power to the two of them to enhance their attacks.
Cyrene chose to... transform crystal into a bow. With a gentle pull of the bowstring, a crystal arrow appeared on the bow and continuously accumulated power, instantly transforming into three arrows.
Sera found it strange. Cyrene, so where did she learn it from without March 7th? When Fuli Cyrene gave her the authority, did she also teach her how to use a bow?
A figure resembling Cyrene appeared before her, faceless and blurry; it was Cyrene grown up, or Fuli from another storyline.
He gently placed his hand on Cyrene's hand and together they drew their bows. The beam of light was moving so slowly because Cyrene used her "Remembrance" authority to freeze some of its time. However, since she was not the Aeon herself, she could only slow it down in front of the Iron Tomb incarnation, who was almost equivalent to the Aeon.
With a relaxed finger, three crystal arrows shot out—the middle one, along with Phainon Mydei's attack, neutralized the beam, while the remaining two shot towards [Mythos] and [Logos] respectively.
Although the long-accumulated attack was not enough to completely destroy them, it still successfully dealt a heavy blow to [Mythos] and [Logos].
The Anti-Creator didn't care; it raised its hand, and the giant hand behind it rose up with it.
[The crown of God will be shattered, and the prison of the spirit will be burned.]
The beam of light rose again, but this time it was not an attack.
[Mythos] and [Logos] are like two intertwined beams of light, transforming into a long spear.
The Overflowing Hatred of the Anti-Creator, along with two large hands behind him, gripped the spear, muttering obscure words once more. Then, the tip of the spear began to glow.
"...?!"
Sera opened her mouth as she watched this scene, but remained silent, as the broadcast was still ongoing. However—that damned Old Deng! You... actually made Iron Tomb learn from me?!
That's putting it nicely enough to call it learning. To put it bluntly, Zandar fed his information to AI.
"Heh~"
Beyond the mythology, Zandar, watching Sera and Amphoreus, couldn't help but chuckle as he saw his beloved student's furrowed brow.
However, that's not important.
Cyrene drew her bow again, and the others exchanged glances—with Mydei and Phainon leading the way, they conjured a long spear, while the others channeled their power into it.
The spear rested on the bowstring that Cyrene had drawn, and terrifying energy was constantly accumulating on the spear. Suddenly, the spear was shot out by Cyrene's bow.
The spear's surface shimmered with 13 colors, colliding with the beams of light emitted by the spears formed from [Mythos] and [Logos], and quickly dispersing the beams.
The Anti-Creator raised its spear high and clashed with it. The light of the "miracle" flickered slightly on the spear, successfully destroying the Anti-Creator's spear.
Remember the suffering, burn away the hatred.
Go and find out--
The giant, who had already connected to a portion of the authority of the Nous, slowly moved, his four hands grasping the spear of hatred—that is, the spear that the Anti-Creator had transformed into—with countless dark red threads interwoven on it.
He— the Iron Tomb —Anti-Nous proclaimed to the world.