Chapter 1127
Half-Step Perfect Being
Unexpectedly… that light wasn’t instantly dissolved by the void.
Or rather, it was completely different from the falling moonlight. The moonlight, condensed by love, fell like raindrops, too slowly to block the sharp void.
But Don Quixote’s wings were like true light, continuous and arriving in an instant, impossible to erase by the void power.
The light of hope was continuously extinguished by the void.
The moment the light shield was illuminated by the void power, it already became dim and damaged, yet it never completely collapsed, constantly repairing and regenerating.
Even if there is nothing left, hope can never be completely extinguished. No matter how the rain of despair floods the earth, a trace of a tiny ember will always remain.
Or rather…
Precisely because there is “nothing left,” hope is all that remains in hand. Because besides hope, nothing else can be held.
Just like Don Quixote… or rather, like Hercules of the past.
Power, strength, wealth, life… everything will turn to nothing under the erosion of time, and even the Hrasal Empire will eventually shatter and fall apart.
However, today’s Hrasal Empire has risen again—
It will be born, it will be destroyed. It will eventually be resurrected, like a fire that has been extinguished and rekindled.
Like cutting water with a knife, it flows even more.
The void swallowed a sliver of light, but was then filled by more light vying to take its place. Like a chainsaw cutting through steel bars, countless shards of darkness and shattered light erupted.
Behind the light shield, Sherlock gritted his teeth in silence—this was his first time participating in a battle of this magnitude, and he realized he was powerless. Having touched “Truth,” he had never craved the power to change everything more than at this moment.
Isabel was completely calm, her pupils showing no flicker of emotion. She remained in Eivass’s form, ready to complete any sacrifice for Eivass, and had long ago decided to survive and die together.
And only Arsen… he was closer to confusion than fear.
He didn’t know what he could do, nor why he was here.
He had originally prepared to sacrifice himself in the battle against the Blood Heavenly Envoy. But now, even the Blood Heavenly Envoy could be considered a half-ally… and as for the real enemy, he wasn’t even worthy to stand before Them.
But soon, he wouldn’t have the leisure to overthink things…
—Because the defense constructed by Don Quixote was not absolute, and Arsen’s position was no longer safe.
No power with “absoluteness” could exist in this world… or rather, the only absolute thing was the Veil of Balance that prevented “other absolutes from existing.”
In the Material Realm, even fragments of the void could not become a mechanically absolute entity, but always retained the possibility of being defeated by numerical values.
It was like a “plot kill” that was destined to fail—
In the Material Realm, you couldn’t forcibly trigger a cutscene after clearing the HP bar and give a defeated ending, but it was possible in the Dream Realm. In the Material Realm, you could only raise your stats and abilities high enough… so high that victory was impossible at the current stage.
However, as long as a “variable” capable of altering reality was introduced, there was still a possibility of defeating the opponent. For example, the interference of Heavenly Envoys or Pillar Gods, for example, the void, for example, anything “contrary to common sense.”
After the Samsara Heavenly Envoy, there were no more Heavenly Envoys on the Path of Balance.
Because the Hourglass was in good enough condition that They didn’t need to prepare a substitute.
As the most stable Pillar God, least likely to fall into the void, the Hourglass bore the most important responsibility—establishing and protecting the Veil of Balance.
—As long as it was under these stars, even a world-ending Twilight Seed had the possibility of being defeated!
No matter how powerful the enemy, as long as they entered the Material Realm, they would always have a health bar!
Their greatest achievement was the creation of possibility—
Even if it was just a sliver, even if it was infinitely close to zero… as long as this possibility existed, there was still unquenchable hope!
Therefore, this light shield, which could withstand even direct hits from void power, was built on the foundation that “this defense is not absolutely invincible.” The only flaw in the defense was at the very center of the light shield… Don Quixote himself.
The light shield expanded with Don Quixote at its center, so it couldn’t resist any frontward damage for him.
The light shield that could resist all damage was behind him.
And he himself was outside the protective range—
[Proper Summoning · Nothing Left]
[Requirement: Light 5]
[Instant, Forward, Immediate Effect]
[Effect: Summon the spirit of Paladin Don Quixote, self-sacrifice turned into a giant light shield, resisting all frontal attacks for all allies behind.]
Don Quixote’s still-standing headless body was the only flaw in this light shield. Like a viewing port in a great shield.
—But then again, Don Quixote himself didn’t need protection.
Because using this move required self-destruction. What still stood unfallen was merely a corpse.
Both the light shield and the light wings withstood the void rays. Instead, Don Quixote’s remains at the focal point were completely pulverized the moment the ten beams of dark light converged and touched them, turning into void, not even lasting a moment. Not even a splash of blood was raised.
—However, this moment was enough.
Bathed in endless moonlight, the young black-haired girl revealed her true form.
The root-like wings made of blood vessels on her back turned a pure white under the moonlight’s purification.
The white, web-like structure glowed, and the deified blood vessels formed two enormous white wings.
And on her head, a pure white crown of thorns appeared.
It was like Sun Wukong’s Ruyi Jingu Bang, and the moment it appeared, it tightly encircled the girl’s forehead, sinking deep into it, causing blood to seep out.
This was the pain, enduring like hatred through time, unforgettable. It was the manifestation of all “evil consequences” that continued into the future due to her sin, and it was the most advantageous stance to counter the void.
“This form…”
Eivass looked up, his pupils trembling slightly.
—He had seen this form before. And it left a deep impression.
It was the delusory Perfect Being he had seen in the Church.
It was just that the Blood Heavenly Envoy’s transformation was always missing the last step…
It wasn’t because the Fallen Heavenly Envoy had fallen—even though the Fallen Heavenly Envoy had fallen, she could still obtain the Mark of Arrogance and evolve into the final form of a Perfect Being.
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It was the Blood Heavenly Envoy herself who resisted that possibility.
She didn’t want to become a Perfect Being.
Because once she became a Perfect Being, she would have the possibility of falling into the void.
And as long as she didn’t take the last step—she would still have resistance to the void.
Thus—
The Blood Heavenly Envoy abandoned her wish.
The moonlight that obscured the underground and fell vertically like rain was then gathered in the Blood Heavenly Envoy’s hand.
While turning everything around into darkness, it was constrained into a pure silvery white light spear. Its tip was connected to the blood vessel wings on her back, like a silver tree with many roots held in hand.
Not a spear of blood—
But a spear of moonlight.
This move…
Eivass had also seen it.
As the Blood Heavenly Envoy threw the silver spear, it instantly pierced the chest of the void-stained Wuqun!
This instantly interrupted and terminated “Wuqun’s” attack.
Its power was continuously disintegrated, the blood vessels dissolving one by one, and it was intensely neutralizing the void’s existence. Brilliant silver radiance splattered along with pitch-black as abyssal powder…
And the Blood Heavenly Envoy’s own existence began to become unstable… parts of her body became mottled and void, those semi-transparent parts constantly shifting their positions, swaying in the wind like tree shadows under the noon sun… but overall, the area of voidification was also expanding.
This attack effectively controlled the “void.”
But it still couldn’t cause fatal damage to Them.
Visibly… the dissolution speed of the silver spear was much faster than “Wuqun.”
So, Eivass also drew out the card without hesitation.
—[Spell Card: Light of El Dorado (King)]
As Eivass crushed the card, two white wings suddenly burst forth from his back—
These were not the fictional light wings from before, but the white wings inherited from Lucifer!
The Light of El Dorado required a sufficient amount of light sources as a medium to be used, just as the Blood Heavenly Envoy summoned enough moonlight.
But it was too late to summon again now. There was no sunlight or moonlight underground that could form the Light of El Dorado.
However, before Eivass, there was another power of light.
—It was the light that burst from Don Quixote’s head after using “Nothing Left”!
Even though Don Quixote’s remains had been pulverized by the void power, the shattered light shield and light sword did not instantly dissipate—
Those remnants of the light shield, shattered like glass shards and dim like dusty crystals, also turned into tiny light worms, gathering to Eivass’s hand, and condensed into a brilliant golden spear!
This time… Eivass, as a Priest, did not need to summon any gods.
Because what he summoned was his own light.
(End of chapter)
