The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 776 - 392: The Hand of God_2
At this moment, time was infinitely stretched by the pure white pupils, all the magic power flowing within the blade cascaded into the pure white orbs, revealing the magic circuits and internal structure of the Holy Blade, as well as the tear-drop of Cang Lan hue shimmering between the blade edges.
The Bishop reached out to the teardrop. The Chaotic Spear emerged in an instant, then pierced through the witch's teardrop, through all the magic circuits of the Cang Lan Holy Blade.
[Cang Lan Holy Blade]This pre-sacrifice equipment is too cheesy, let's ban it first.
An Su's blade temporarily lost its radiance as it grazed past his neck, only leaving a shallow Blood Trace, bereft of the power for instantaneous sacrifice.
[The Heavenly Rotation has sealed the Cang Lan Holy Blade, temporarily disabling the use of the Cang Lan Holy Blade]
Next,
The Last Bishop reached out to An Su again, a Demigod Rank silent spell instantly pressing down upon the latter's soul.
[The Heavenly Rotation has muted you for fifty years]
[For fifty years, you cannot use any incantation-based magic]
Lastly, the Last Bishop took half a step forward, in the blink of an eye traversed a thousand miles, bypassing thousands of steps, and instantly appeared right in front of An Su. The faceless being flickered with chaotic Radiance, and the terrifying and vast magic power oppressed the latter's soul. Finally, he reached out, pressing his hand upon the youth's chest.
The Chaotic Spear once again penetrated through An Su's chest.
"You have cheats; I have authority."
"An Su Moningsta, you never did understand; you've always been just a child."
"This arena is still Heaven's home field."
"And you're an outsider. Until you're acknowledged by Heaven's Gate, until the ceremony ends, you will always be an outsider,"
"This is the rule of Nether, which has existed in the world for tens of thousands of years."
An inverted world, a scarlet sky, mistakes covering the entire staircase, and the Last Bishop's helpless smile at the corner of his mouth - that's the last landscape An Su could see as he fell to the ground.
All scheming, all plots, all attempts, were all crushed within Heaven.
Mute, blind, deaf.
An Su couldn't even feel pain.
The Chaotic Spear sealed An Su's body, the pure white pupils suppressed An Su's soul - he was incapable of taking any action; he couldn't even kill himself. Calmly, the Last Bishop dragged the youth's body, step by step ascending the staircase to Heaven, the young man's blood trailing down the steps, mixing with the crimson [errors] below.
Thus, the errors grew deeper.
[Error Level: 80%]
[Error Level: 81%...]
"You will take my place; after the girl's ceremony concludes, you will be crowned the Last Bishop."
"Even if you escape from me, you will not find your girl, because to save you, she chose to never see you again. That is her resolution."
"I do not know why a Demon Clan Saintess would get entangled with you, a child from thirty thousand years later."
"You should know..."
The Last Bishop pointed to his Holy Eyes, "In the [fates] I have seen, that Demon Clan girl was destined to perish now, to die in the destruction of the Era of Chaos, it is her inescapable Nether."
"Why she was able to come to thirty thousand years later, and become the maid of you, a human child, I do not know, nor do I care."
An Su was shocked.
He calmly stepped toward the staircase, the grand gates of Heaven inching ever closer. The Last Bishop, eyes downcast, looked down upon An Su, "That girl, you need not concern yourself with her either."
"Because she is a being destined to be extinguished."
The Last Bishop sneered, "Because no one will care."
"No one will remember."
"An Su Moningsta, including yourself, will forget."
"She will cease to exist, submitting her name to the shadows is just like this. A person's true vanishing is not death, but to be forgotten."
"After the ritual is complete, you won't grieve for her, won't rage for her. You won't even recall her because she never existed."
"By then, you might even thank me."
"Humans are such beings adept at comforting themselves." The Last Bishop taunted, "You'll be the same."
An Su was speechless; he lifted his eyes from the sea of blood to look at the Last Bishop.
"Don't look at me like that."
The Last Bishop gazed upon the errors beneath the stairs, slightly squinting his eyes, "In fact, with errors reaching such a level, the ritual is almost completely finished. I've long forgotten what that Demon Clan girl's name was."
"An Su Moningsta." He looked from high above at the boy, his pure white pupils shining brightly, reflecting everything - his lips curled with a sinister and chilling smile, "Since you claim you'll find that girl, do you still remember—"
"Did she ever have a name?"
An Su was stunned.
That girl, her name from before.
Miss Enya Moningsta, but that is the future name of Miss Maid.
Then what was her name in the past, during the Chaotic Church Nation period, what was it called?
An Su didn't know, he used to know, but now he does not.
He should remember her, but he could not remember anymore.
It wasn't that he had forgotten, but that the [name] had been devoured and digested by the shadow, all proof that it ever existed had fallen into the cold, unknown shadow, and from then on, Nether had no trace of the Demon Clan Saintess.
Memories were gradually blurred with the disappearance of the name; not just past memories, but even future ones became somewhat obscured. An Su still remembered that autumn rain, still remembered the ink-black eyes of Miss Maid, still remembered the words she spoke, still remembered every morning when she lay beside his bed, when the orange-yellow sunlight would spill from the blinds and cast layered shadows over her soundly sleeping face.
These memories, too, are blurring and scattering with mistakes.
"Ha." Watching the young man's expression, the Last Bishop laughed mockingly, "You don't remember either, you don't remember either, you've even forgotten her name, yet you still delude yourself into thinking you can find her!"
"Truly tedious, arrogantly extreme!"
[Error Degree: 85%]
They finally climbed the last step, and Heaven's Gate was the ceremonial platform for coronation.
[Final Task: Fate's Staircase]
[Please become a Chaotic Councilor]
"You don't even remember her past name, yet you still delude yourself into thinking you can find her?"
"And you still delude yourself thinking you can transcend fate by yourself, truly laughable."
"An Su Moningsta, you simply cannot do it, the things you promised."
Under fifty years of silence, under the oppression of the Chaotic Spear and the pure white Holy Eyes, before the authority of Heaven, An Su could not resist, could not struggle.
The Last Bishop fiercely threw An Su in front of Heaven's Gate, his body covered by the sacred and dazzling Radiance, sharp piercings simultaneously from soul and flesh, vision muddled, An Su could not speak, his vision was a blur, he could only see the upside-down staircase, could only see errors spread far and wide, could only see the 'Bishop of Chaos'.
He could only see Him, lifting the Ritual Wand that commanded Heaven.
—It was the authority of the Holder of Heaven.
"Now I can't give the authority to you until you've completely forgotten that girl."
"Then I will crown you."
When the degree of error reached its pinnacle, that girl gave herself up completely, both past and future.
At that final moment, from the last step of Fate's Staircase, from in front of Heaven's Gate, He would hand the Heavenly Kingdom scepter to An Su, completing His coronation ceremony for the [Error].
From then on, Heaven's Gate would be usurped by mortals!
[Error Degree: 90%!]
Everything is coming to an end, everything is about to be over.
The errors will climb with An Su to the very end of the stairway of destiny.
The Last Bishop stands atop the summit of errors, gazing down at the world with joy, watching the crimson climb the last few steps, seeing the upside-down era, seeing the stars shrouded by the mist of errors, he hears the rustling sounds of clear wind, blowing from thirty thousand years of the future, disorderly and freely entangling— fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Then, he heard An Su Moningsta's words.
"Your Majesty, I have said that only I can crown myself."
Hearing the words of Ansu Moningsta, which should have been silenced by the authority of Heaven—
"I simply indulged you in bringing me here."
"To the very end of Fate's Staircase, to the very end of the authority of Heaven."
"To the front of Heaven's Gate."
The Last Bishop's eyes suddenly widened, He gazed at the shining object in the youth's hand.
It was a makeshift key.
[Key to Heaven]
"Respected Your Majesty."
"Perhaps I may no longer remember that girl—"
"But I remember, I will continue to love her."
