Chapter 625: The Fall of the Deity
In the vastness of space outside the planet, Lolan Hill and Selene, adorned with golden layered crowns, stood facing each other.
The existence of these two crowns stretched for thousands of kilometers, and at the center of this expanse, the two figures seemed to reside within magnificent palaces, like monarchs controlling the world.
As the deity crown, symbolizing the collective and prominent wishes of countless lives, was condensed from the prayers of hundreds of billions of beings.
Firstly, there was the desire for immortality and strength.
From the moment of birth, life instinctively feared and avoided death, wishing to become powerful enough to change any situation that did not align with their will.
The Sun Crown was born from such desires, symbolizing eternity and absolute power.
Secondly, there was regret for the past and the yearning for unattainable things.
Life’s journey was always filled with errors, regrets, and imperfections. Everything in those moments was so captivating and unforgettable, the desire to change the imperfect past, reach unattained shores, and see faces that were difficult to meet.
The Moon Crown was born from such desires, symbolizing unresolved regrets and the ability to turn back time.
But as the holder of the crown, the one closest to achieving their dreams, they also understood the endless nature and limits of those dreams.
Even eternity had its end.
Even time had its unreachable regrets.
Thus, the Sun gave up the absolute power, and the Moon no longer regretted past choices, deciding to face this real yet imperfect world.
Within the star system, the two great crowns began their contest of power.
Glowing radiant fireballs appeared around the Sun Crown, resembling small suns, orbiting slowly before emitting intense light and heat.
The Moon Crown transformed into a massive clock, with twelve different phases of moonlight from the twelve directions, all represented by smaller silver moons. As the central hand moved, these silver moons rapidly strengthened and emitted azure flashes.
Suddenly, two miniature suns expanded and swiftly crossed through space, their bodies elongated like resilient ropes made of light, passing through the roaring dragon and binding it tightly.
Then, three more miniature suns rose, chasing and burning each other in space before forming a long, sacred spear that gradually emerged from the top of the crown, with spiraling golden patterns and shining veins glowing in the flames.
A halo burst open, like a bowstring reverberating, shooting out the spear directly towards the struggling, fierce dragon.
The Destruction Dragon, with a wingspan of thousands of kilometers, had a black metal body adorned with dark red micro-flows, resembling wandering circuit patterns. Under its jet, many sequence 9 angels could not struggle at all before vanishing in the flood of destruction.
However, this time, the dragon faced its greatest crisis since birth, with the Sun Crown, which held light in its palm, imprisoning this rebellious creature.
A spear symbolizing judgment emerged from the light, descending before the dragon’s body, perhaps in another moment, would pierce through the beast, dissolving it in the cold void of space.
At this moment, the power of the Moon Crown also shone.
Like a rook moving across the board, Earth’s satellite for millions of years blocked the path.
The piercing spear of judgment entered the moon, disappearing in the vast starry river.
The once pale satellite began to crack and disintegrate.
The thick gray crust and dark red semi-molten core bloomed like flowers, exploding in the universe. This trillion-ton mass, with shades of gray or dark red, spun and ejected outward, with fragmented parts bound by Earth’s gravity, becoming rings around the planet.
The battle continued.
Selene slowly descended onto the dragon’s head, with the Moon Crown enveloping the sequence 10 dragon.
She looked at the blazing Sun Crown, gently raised her hand, and the dragon beneath her eyes turned bloodshot, its neck slightly lifted.
The power of the moon added to the dragon, causing silver-white, icy flames to spill from its mouth.
Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from the dragon’s mouth, a silver-blue flame column lighting up in space. Any angel touched by it was shattered and annihilated by the temporal turbulence.
The long flame column swept across the Sun Crown, scattering fragments and flames, like a high-speed saw cutting through the grand sun.
Fragments and flames fell to the planet, turning into meteors showering the earth, beautiful and awe-inspiring.
It seemed to protect the weak and loyal sun, angels circled upward, spreading golden flames, forming a rotating wheel of wings to resist the destructive silver-blue flame column.
Yet, these resisting angels were crushed and scattered in space as the light column surged.
Despite sacrificing many angels, it bought precious time for the Sun Crown. Small suns around the crown gathered and converged toward the center.
Like creating life, these small suns melted into golden liquid, merging together, then stretching apart.
In a moment, this golden liquid transformed into solid form, a giant golden bud forming within the crown, slowly blooming.
A beautiful woman opened her eyes in the flower’s heart.
She had six pairs of crimson wings, flowing red hair like sunset, and countless overlapping red pupils.
Primordial Sequence 10, Zhenyan Angel, Chloea, slowly returned to the world.
This crimson primordial angel symbolized the source of all flame powers in the world.
Upon her arrival, the surrounding angels sang praises, celebrating the beautiful light and heat of the world.
Previously resisting angels dispersed, making way for her passage.
The fire-angel streaked across space like a meteor, briefly dodging the dragon and moon attacks, charging straight at the enemy.
The rotating hands on the Moon Crown abruptly stopped, and everything around slowed dramatically.
Flames paused, light halted, and even dust and particles ceased to float.
But even so, the deep red figure pierced through the cold world like a scorching iron, breaking the silence and restarting the flow of everything.
A crimson giant sword rose from Chloea’s hand, longer than her body, swinging down heavily, a surge of flames and sword light extending rapidly. A red mark thousands of kilometers long sliced off half of the dragon’s wing.
Under the sharp blade, the dragon barely avoided, but one of its horns and crown were destroyed, scattered in space.
Roar—
The enraged dragon’s roar echoed through the stars, shaking surrounding debris. After a brief second of charging, a silver-blue flame column erupted from its mouth, rushing toward the weakened Sun Crown.
But this time, a crimson figure blocked its path.
Intense energy sparks flickered before Chloea, who joined her wrists together, a giant lotus-like fireball blooming in front of her, continuously canceling and annihilating the incoming silver-blue flame column.
In the midst of this destructive flame column, there were terrifying energies and dense temporal rifts, destroying everything in its path.
Now, the Sun Crown was not as powerful as during the Twilight Era, having lost much of its strength after the civilization’s collapse. Moreover, Ivar Star System was on the edge of the galactic arm, limiting the stars it could rely on.
If it were in the densely packed core of the galaxy, the Sun Crown could obtain inexhaustible energy; otherwise, it wouldn’t be called eternal and absolutely powerful.
But now, the Sun was weak, and the Moon Crown retained more power.
After tens of seconds of flame column discharge, Chloea remained unscathed, hovering in mid-air. Among the primordial four, she was the most skilled in combat.
After the opponent’s attack ended, she began to gather strength.
Her crimson eyes seemed to have symbols and gears spinning, arms extended and then brought together in front of her, forming a triangle shape. A tiny red nebula slowly formed within, resembling a scaled-down galaxy.
As each star became clearer, its power grew more severe, impossible to ignore.
Selene finally changed her expression, her gaze narrowing, and the hands on the Moon Crown started reversing.
Time seemed to rewind, and Bahamut’s damaged body healed perfectly, while Chloea’s tiny nebula vanished in space.
This battle returned to a previous node. Like a signal, every time Lolan Hill and Keti cooperated, approaching victory, Selene could always reverse time, forcing a rematch.
The battle between Sun and Moon reached a stalemate.
People on the planet looked up to the sky, silently praying.
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After dozens of exchanges between the two god crowns, both became increasingly broken and unstable. The battle paused again.
“Why… Why… You never make mistakes, always finding vulnerabilities.”
Selene, leaning weakly on a dragon horn, asked with resentment.
“I’m sorry, I cannot tell you the answer,” Lolan Hill’s pale gold eyes showed various data. She shook her head, unwilling to reveal the truth about holding two powers. She wouldn’t risk exposing her cards for temporary gains.
To many, Lolan Hill was known as the witch of the stars, manipulating starlight. But few understood how such power was achieved. Even the founding war of Clancia, to many, was merely a result of extraordinary power.
Though the Star Crown was not complete, under its initial form, Lolan Hill found a path to victory. No matter how Selene altered the process, she couldn’t change the outcome.
If the Moon Crown were complete, Lolan Hill’s actions would have been discovered long ago. Fortunately, she faced an incomplete Moon Crown.
During the Great Calamity, both the Moon and Sun Crowns were severely damaged. Selene wasn’t the true ruler of the crown, relying on the powers left by the six witches, making her movements rigid compared to the Sun.
Lolan Hill not only recovered Keti but also rebuilt her body and supernatural core, granting her sequence 10 powers using the remaining power of the Sun Crown, making her stronger.
Only then could she fight the Destruction Dragon Bahamut evenly.
With information from the Sun Crown, Lolan Hill understood why Keti had no memories of the past.
Not every primordial angel survived. Her existence was an unexpected accident.
During the calamity, the Sun Crown was submerged by dark tides, and the throne inside was damaged by chaotic illusions. Even if humans tried to salvage it, much was lost, including the foundations of the four thrones.
Without these four primordial souls, repairing the divine thrones became immensely difficult. They relied on residual data to clone and replicate, attempting to recreate them.
Such research led to the creation of angels. Later, the seven virtues in the human continuity committee were the seven infants closest to the four primordials.
Thus, the system called Lolan Hill an angel prototype.
But with the passage of time, many things changed, returning to their original state.
Perhaps initially, the four souls were just miracles from the first contact between two universes, but under the constant influence of the Sun Throne, they acquired a sense of eternity.
Even if destroyed in the calamity, after tens of thousands of years, the soul fragments reassembled and attached to a newborn child.
So, Chloea, or Keti, reappeared in this world.
Witches being human, or emerging among humans, was due to ancient people subconsciously recognizing their identities. When the crowns broke, fragments of power attached to human individuals.
In fact, today’s intelligent life on Earth were descendants of humans, and the term “human” was just a branch from long ago. But the fragmented deities didn’t think so deeply, instinctively attaching to similar figures.
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“Then, the final scene will unfold, Selene.”
Under the Sun Crown’s influence, Lolan Hill appeared like a deity, her golden eyes like bottomless lakes, looking at the weakening moon, slowly raising her hand.
Around the Sun Crown, one after another, columns of judgment formed, their unstoppable power entering the Moon Crown, suppressing it.
Silver moonlight gradually faded, no longer flowing. The Destruction Dragon was bound layer upon layer, restrained by beams of light.
“No, I do not accept the Sun’s arbitrary ideas,” Selene stood up slowly, stubbornly looking up at the eternal and blazing sun.
The entire Moon Crown exploded, and time froze.
A tiny figure emerged, diving into the frozen sun crown like a moth to a flame.
This time, the moth approached with a fatal resolve, and the candle was as fragile as glass.
Lolan Hill, in the instant of time stopping, saw Selene approach step by step, colliding head-on.
Memories of another world and life flooded in, past scenes and obsessions flowing quietly in her mind.
Consequently, the Sun Crown began to disintegrate, fragmenting and dispersing.
In the sky, a frail figure lost its divine aura, falling into the atmosphere.
“Is this what you wished for?”
Lolan Hill looked at the deep and beautiful starry river, closing her eyes, her body dispersing like fireworks in the sky.
This volume ends here, exactly at chapter 200. In the next few days, I’ll write some side stories, telling past events and what’s about to happen in the future.
The book will have at least six volumes, so there’s no need to worry about a sudden ending.
(End of Chapter)
