Chapter 641
The Scar Cannot Be Seven (Request monthly passes!)
It was a monstrous rage in the literal sense—
The clouds in the entire sky boiled like fire, as if the sky was being burned and melted by endless flames, revealing the illusory essence of the Dream Realm.
A large portion of the sky turned transparent, like colored glaze, and the Supreme Heaven, with its eyes turned into raging, burning flames, overlooked the land.
Unlike before, when only a glimpse could be seen in the broken clouds…
The entire upper body of the Supreme Heaven was revealed—
This Pillar God, who interfered most with the Material Realm, tore apart the sky and looked down upon the land with immense majesty!
Eivass was not the only one who could see it.
The entire royal city, the entire Avalon Island—and even the distant Hrasal Empire could see the phantom that appeared in the sky at this moment.
The barrier between the Material Realm and the Dream Realm was torn open by its hand.
It extended a finger and pressed it down towards the land.
As the finger drew closer to the royal city, endless flames descended.
In the royal city, humans, elves, and giants alike turned to ash under that monstrous rage.
One finger fell—manifested in the Material Realm as a colossal pillar reaching the heavens.
Like a towering mountain falling, it blotted out the sun and sky!
It covered the entire sky, a finger burning with monstrous flames!
As for Eivass—
Just before the finger was about to fall, he was almost turned to ash by the god-burning flames. The Sixth Tier was so fragile to a Pillar God that he couldn’t even withstand the true attack of the Supreme Heaven.
But just as he was about to die—
The scene suddenly shifted.
The scene was still the previous one, and it was still the royal city of the giant clan.
The Supreme Heaven was still in the sky, launching an attack towards the land.
It was also the same finger—
—Rather, this was supposed to be the Supreme Heaven’s most powerful intervention in the Present Realm when Arthur launched his final assault! It was only because of the madness of “Helchin,” played by Eivass, that this scene occurred prematurely in the past.
And when these two attacks overlapped, the past and the future finally converged at this moment.
The Night Demon and Origen, in a trance, were brought to the side of the knights.
Not only that—even Helchin’s former followers were dragged over.
In the city, people were shouting and fighting.
But when the Supreme Heaven’s finger strike fell, only panicked cries and angry roars remained.
As easily as pressing a mark into dough with a finger—the humans and elves fighting in the city, along with the struggling giants, were all burned to ash by this casual blow.
The earth melted and crystallized, burned into glass.
The mountain where the royal city once stood was compressed, becoming a sunken basin.
“Is this the lake where Glass Island is located?”
Eivass murmured.
He finally understood why there was a ring of lakes near the Silver and Tin Hall…
And now, seeing the familiar location crushed by a single finger, the scenes of the past and future finally converged before Eivass’s eyes.
“But…”
Eivass frowned slightly and looked up.
…These two attacks were not exactly the same.
The attack Eivass endured in the past as Helchin was like the sky collapsing—that attack seemed capable of obscuring the entire royal city, and even easily erasing Avalon Island from the map.
But this current finger only created a massive basin.
And as Eivass gazed, he saw that the Supreme Heaven revealed in the sky also seemed different from before.
Although the appearance was the same… and it possessed almost the same abilities and personality, its aura was much weaker.
The original Supreme Heaven was like a mad, capricious, and unrestrained tyrant; everyone had to be cautious and fearful before that Pillar God, lest a wrong word bring about their death. This sense of awe was the theme of the Supreme Heaven’s worship.
But the current situation was different—
This “Supreme Heaven” now seated in the heavens lacked that fearless aura.
And at this moment.
With a long and loud dragon roar, Arthur transformed into a silvery-white, magnificent, and elegant dragon—and rose from the ground!
He charged straight towards the sky, towards the image of the Supreme Heaven!
As the silver dragon pierced the sky, immense ripples appeared in the heavens. It was like a person entering calm hot springs, creating ripples.
In an instant, the once clearly visible half-image of the Supreme Heaven was shattered by these ripples.
In a blur, only the fight between the silver dragon and the giant bear could be seen.
At this moment, Eivass suddenly felt his body lighten.
The scene before his eyes suddenly became clear—
Countless spaces overlapped before Eivass’s eyes; he seemed to see many Supreme Heavens at once…
He saw the confrontation between the Supreme Heaven and the Candlemaster, but the scene flashed by and couldn’t be seen clearly.
He then saw the Supreme Heaven being besieged by countless angels, the time of the entire world speeding up and slowing down, causing dizziness. Dead angels were revived by the reversed time and besieged again in a different manner.
He saw the Supreme Heaven in a space composed of endless lightning, bound by innumerable runes. An old, one-eyed man with white hair, black wings, and a facial appearance similar to his, engaged in an intense aerial battle with the Supreme Heaven, whose body was wrapped in chains.
He also saw a giant as large as a mountain, covered in scars; a beautiful woman sitting on a giant spider, and the hazy threads and mist entwined around her.
He saw battlefield after battlefield, and roaring warriors.
He saw warriors of all races shed their last drop of blood, defying the Pillar Gods of their paths.
They fought to the death on the battlefield of the living; on the battlefield of the dead, they were destroyed even more than death.
He saw, on the battlefield closest to the Material Realm, a confrontation between a bruised, naked warrior and a knight clad in armor, solemn and divine.
At this moment, a pair of hands gently rested on Eivass’s shoulders.
Only then did Eivass suddenly realize—he had somehow returned to his original form.
“Facing danger, savoring suffering, singing praises of hope…”
The Lord of Scales and Feathers stood behind Eivass, one hand on his shoulder: “This is… a warrior.
“Such an inheritance, such a profession… should not be lost in history. That would be too uninteresting, wouldn’t it?”
“…Is my Ascension Ritual over?”
Eivass did not answer but asked subconsciously.
Looking at the scene before him, he felt his blood boil—
The Battle of Punishing Heaven, the Battle of Slaughtering Heaven, the Battle of Burning Heaven!
The flames of war scorched the Dream Realm, and the blood of the Dream Realm turned into rivers, causing mortals to only dream of bloody dreams.
And at this moment.
An old voice, one Eivass had never heard before, rang out:
“Marked as three, this is the number of devotion.
“And the scar cannot be seven… He wants to make an end. This is not your battle.”
Eivass suddenly turned back and saw an old man.
His entire body seemed to glow, with an extremely long white goat beard and pure white hair. He had an Eastern countenance and wore a yellow robe. His face was solemn, like an emperor.
Even though it was their first meeting, Eivass recognized the other’s identity.
—Hourglass.
“The scar cannot be seven…”
Eivass muttered softly.
He remembered this sentence—it was the prompt he received every time he was scarred by the Bear Heavenly Envoy.
The Lord of Scales and Feathers explained to Eivass: “If we consider the Bear Heavenly Envoy as the successor of the Supreme Heaven, then this is the seventh death of the Supreme Heaven.
“The scar cannot be seven—seven is the number of violence. At that time, the Crown Heavenly Envoy was defeated seven times, and the Supreme Heaven was defeated six times. Because of this, it was not completely killed. Its blood soaked the Dream Realm, was obtained by the bears in the mortal world, and reincarnated, thus giving rise to the Bear Heavenly Envoy. And now…
“This is the seventh death of the Supreme Heaven.
“The Silver Crown Dragon wishes to witness it personally.
“This is its battle—the long-delayed decisive battle.”
(End of chapter)
