I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 651 Revelation

"Fight-fixing! This Luigi is fixing the match!"

In the principal's office of the Cursed Arts Academy, Qiong Mei couldn't sit still any longer: So you're not going to act anymore?

A dignified peak-level dragon was actually stabbed to death while standing still—even with a powerful artifact to counter it, I would never believe that he had no means of defense whatsoever.

"I told you long ago, it was a fixed match."

You spread his hands, signaling Qiong Mei to calm down.

"Luigi couldn't control his power, so he gathered his men to stage a 'destined death': in this way, he not only got rid of this hidden danger, but also left a large amount of extraordinary legacy for everyone, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone."

The reason why 'Yahweh' seemed so dull was because Luigi's soul was constantly interfering with and delaying His attack.

In this incident, apart from some unlucky intruders, the only loser was Luigi!

of course,

He wasn't without a backup plan;
The secret technique taught to him by that 'master' two thousand years ago.

“Look, everyone here has gained something.”

As Yu pointed to the mirror, the pierced body of 'Yawi/Luigi' began to collapse.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

America

Rio Rancho, New Mexico.

Luigi, pierced through the body by the Spear of Longinus, uttered the words "resurrection," his gentle gaze sweeping over everyone present one last time; then his body began to disintegrate, turning into golden light that dissipated.

"Lord."

"Woooooo~~"

"Please let me take your place—"

Faced with this situation, Audero and the others cried out in sorrow.

When they received the 'secret order,' they were already somewhat aware of what was happening; but when they actually witnessed the death and disappearance of the 'Lord,' they still couldn't help but burst into tears.

Luigi is not only their leader, but he also saved their lives and led them in this extraordinary age to try to build a safe haven for everyone—in any case, he is the 'Lord' they have been searching for!
The next moment, seven beams of light flew out from Luigi's collapsing body.

? !
These lights, some red, some blue, some black, and some white, flew to the seven people present before they could even react.

'Sekus,'

The golden light stopped in front of the blond youth, and Luigi's gentle voice came from within.

"I bestow upon you a 'fragment of divinity,' and the power to control light and fire—from now on you will walk the world as an 'angel of justice,' fighting against evil. Are you willing?"

'I will obey your will, Lord!'

Without hesitation, Sekus knelt down on one knee and reached out his hand toward the light.

Another beam of azure light flew to Audero, whose hair was flying wildly, and a sound that only he could hear also rang out.

'Audero, I give you a 'Fragment of Divinity' and the power to control storms—you will act in the name of the 'Angel of Wrath,' and I trust you will use this power prudently.'

"I will obey you, Lord!!"

Unlike Secus, Audero, lacking Secus's cunning, also knelt down in a loud reply.

'Labergen,'

A soft white light flew to the middle-aged pastor.

'This 'fragment of divinity' allows you to absorb the power of faith, and from then on, you will be a 'wise angel'; but be careful, too much faith power will create a huge burden—remember to remind them of this.'

The "they" in this sentence naturally refers to Secus and others, especially that brute Audero.

'Yes, Lord!'

'We will encourage and build one another up, as we have always done.'

As Labogen bowed to accept the order, the white light flew straight into his chest.

The earth-yellow light then flew to Unos's front.

'Unos,'

"The road ahead is yours to walk."

"This 'fragment of divinity,' along with knowledge of earth-based divine magic, and the identity of the 'Angel of Fate' are yours. Finally—don't forget your original aspirations."

Lord, I await your return forever!

The middle-aged white man bowed deeply.

The light flashing with lightning stopped in front of Sauron.

'I'm sorry, Sauron.'

From within the light came Luigi's apologetic voice.

'What I leave you is the most dangerous and dishonorable task: this 'shard of divinity' and lightning magic, and leading those who refuse to follow them to become 'Satan'—I will bear the consequences of your sins.'

He paused after speaking.

'If you don't want to, I...'

"No!"

As he grasped the leaping bolt of lightning, Sauron's crimson face was filled with joy and excitement.

"Such an important job, of course only I can do it!"

A fallen angel?

It is indeed very challenging.
But it also shows that 'the Lord' trusts him the most!
And to be honest, Sauron's relationship with the other four wasn't very good to begin with, so becoming 'Satan' for the Lord was the best thing that could have happened.

The next second:
Boom! ! ×5
Five enormous beams of light crashed down, enveloping the five people who had absorbed the light.

This was the power of faith belonging to 'Yahweh', but now 'Yahweh' is dead; this ownerless power was filtered and purified by Luigi before his 'death' and bestowed upon the five disciples present.

As the light poured in, Audero and his companions' auras surged, and wings suddenly sprouted from their backs!

Flames, gales, flowing water, and the earth.
Four powers surrounded Sekus, Odro, Lubergen, and Unos, just like the legendary left seat of God: the four 'Seraphim'!
Sauron, on the other hand, had crimson demon bat wings spread out, crackling with lightning, exuding arrogance and swagger.

"this---"

The barrage of comments in the live stream was so intense that KYG couldn't even spare a glance.

The 'News King' stared blankly at the five beams of light. The 'spiritual energy fluctuations' emanating from these beams were clearly:
"Demon-level?!"

Five people were promoted at once?!
When did 'Demon-level' become so common? This isn't extraordinary at all!!!
Is this the essence of monotheism?

Xiao looked up and saw that the spiritual energy within these disciples of Luigi was still composed of two conflicting forces, but it had largely achieved a balance and was much more stable than Luigi, who was on the verge of exploding at any moment.

Of course, compared to those who trained on their own and also relied on the power of extraordinary swords to reach the Ghost level, they are still five powder kegs.

'I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Mr. Xiao,'

A black light flew to Xiao's front, and Luigi's voice came from within.

'I apologize for dragging you into this battle; this is a small token of my gratitude, please don't find it offensive.'

He raised his hand to receive the black light, a thought of filial piety stirring within him.

Is it a one-time defensive spell?
At the same time, Xiao turned his head slightly and saw the white light fall into Princess Charlotte's hand.

Luigi's body had completely turned into light and vanished.

Thus, this 'drama' finally came to an end.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

the next day,
Cairo, Egypt.

"what?!"

"Angels of justice, angels of anger, angels of wisdom, angels of destiny?" Everything that happened in America spread across the entire planet via the internet, and countless people woke up to find it all completely unfamiliar.

"Wait a minute, this isn't the age of mythology."

"Are you still asleep? What else is this but the Age of Mythology?!"

Faced with his friend's complaints, the boy who had spoken earlier thought about it and realized that it did make sense: in their new city of Cairo, the temples of the high priest and pyramids stood in abundance; all kinds of reliefs, paintings and amulets about the god Albis flooded into their lives.

The former Middle Eastern hegemon has been buried by the yellow sand; those who remain have been reduced to the rather unfamiliar word 'slaves' of this era.

What else could this be but the Age of Myth?
"Right,"

Thinking of this, the boy nodded.

"Speaking of which, now that the four archangels of the 'Monotheistic Church' have appeared, could it be..."

Did they come here to cause trouble for them?
"They dare!"

Another boy's voice suddenly rose in volume.
“If they dare to come, the high priest will make sure they don’t even have a chance to ‘exit Egypt’!”

Because of the Bible, ancient Egypt was portrayed as the 'villain' for thousands of years: in the past, Egypt had Arabic customs, so it didn't matter; but now?

I am the legitimate successor of ancient Egypt. The so-called "monotheistic religion" was nothing more than being defeated and forced to flee by our gods. What is there to brag about?

The truth of the mythological era remains unknown, but the power of the high priests is undeniable.

"Is there supposed to be a dark gladiatorial contest at the temple today?"

"Come on, let's go take a look."

"Let's go together!"

After saying that, the boys went together.

Their attendance at the 'Dark Gladiator' matches wasn't just for entertainment; it was also a learning experience: ordinary people could sign up to participate if they were willing to bet their 'cards'!
The opponent was just an ordinary person, and the 'cards' looted after the victory weren't even worth a one-star card. But—

Someone defeated ten slave warriors in a row during a temple battle, forming a one-star card.

Gladiator Slave Corps
Able to summon ten slaves directly:
Under siege, they were no less powerful than even the weakest of the extraordinary.

In fact, this formidable Egyptian defeated a slave superhuman with this very card, thus becoming a warrior who possessed two 'cards'!

They even received a spot for 'blessing', and by offering one hundred cows and one hundred sheep to the god Albis, they could gain extraordinary power!
What? One hundred catties of wheat—that was a symbolic offering to 'Osiris'.

This 'Osiris' was the god of agriculture in his lifetime, and became the ruler of the underworld after his death;

He is also Alubis's father.

Statues of the father and son are found everywhere in Egypt today.

Some have already sensed that the return of High Priest Imhotep may be related to the power struggle among the Ennead.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Tokyo,

"The 'Fallen Angel' Sauron angrily rebuked the four archangels,"

"Leading a third of the superhumans, they've established themselves on the west coast of America?"

Looking at the report on his phone, Touma Kamijou couldn't help but scratch his head: Is this some kind of reenactment of a famous scene from the Bible?
"It's not just similar, it's completely identical."

Tokugawa Shizuka, standing nearby, also chimed in with a comment.
Yesterday, the "Lord" of America first announced the "Last Supper," and then triggered a miracle in the "Land of God's Descent," transforming central America into a world made of crystals, including the earth, buildings, birds, beasts, and humans.

What happened in between is unknown to ordinary people.

Even extraordinary forces were unaware: Xiao and Princess Charlotte, who were involved, said nothing; given their strength, no one dared to press them for answers.

The result is:

The Lord was killed by the Spear of Longinus, leaving behind a prophecy of his resurrection.

His five disciples were promoted to become four seraphim representing fire, wind, earth, and water, and began to spread their faith in America, Australia, Canada, and Mexico, and were known as the four 'Kings of the Angels'.

Sauron, who was originally from the 'Fire Demon' race, declared that the four archangels were all traitors who had stolen the power of 'the Lord'.

They took away a third of their former companions on the west coast of America, which had been ignited into a volcano.
Start building your own territory
This shocked the whole world:

It's just a copy of what's recorded in the Bible!
"Could that 'Lord' be resurrected and returned in three days?"

Tokugawa Shizuka couldn't help but mutter, but upon closer reflection, if he really returned in three days, his five disciples shouldn't have parted on bad terms and started establishing their own power bases in various places.

That's three months? Three years? It can't be three hundred years or something, right?
"Hey, why think so much?"

Touma Kamijou shrugged; he wasn't interested in these myths.

"The most important thing is to live in the present moment."

"Now that supernatural disasters have started again, I don't want to be worked to death one day."

"That's right, let's go shopping—"

Just as Tokugawa Shizuka was about to leave, having taken Touma's arm, a figure flashed in.

"Your Majesty Touma,"

"Do you have time to practice ninjutsu with me?"

"Ah, no problem."

Faced with the light's invitation, Touma nodded without hesitation.

His right hand can absorb various techniques, making it perfect for testing ninjutsu: although Hikaru insists that he uses 'ninjutsu', no one would believe that.

You're piloting a 'Gundam' and you're still spouting ninjutsu? The real ninja clans like Hattori and Koga would be so ashamed they'd commit suicide.

"Light you—?"

Seeing that the date was going wrong and would turn into shopping and hot springs instead, Tokugawa Shizuka looked conflicted.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"A myth has descended?"

Nao, exuding a gentle and virtuous aura, was preparing desserts for her guests when she smiled and put down her tea.

"That's something for Yu and the others to worry about. As for me—"

Taking care of children is the most important thing.

Although:

"Eeya, eeya~~"

A cute little baby, dressed in baby clothes, flew across the living room.

That's right, it's 'flying'!
Or would 'float' be a more appropriate word?
"Little Moon Night is so amazing, let Aunt Ichiyo hug you."

Seeing the baby floating past in the living room, Nagisa's heart melted, and she got up to chase after it.

"As expected of Yu's child?"

Xiao Ying, who had just taken a sip of her black tea, couldn't help but complain.
flight,

This is standard equipment for the strong.

While those who can fly are not necessarily strong, the strong will certainly fly: whether through techniques or creation.

However, Nao's child, Tsukiyo, was born with the ability to fly, which aroused envy and jealousy among countless extraordinary individuals. Not only that, when this little princess held her "celebration ceremony," so many extraordinary figures came to congratulate her, and the gifts they gave all possessed extraordinary power. There was even a "God of Fortune" personally appearing to bless her.

I heard that Duke Yanyang was killed by Lord Liudao on his way here because he came to 'crash' the place.

Under these circumstances, who would dare to have any complaints about this little princess?
Truly the epitome of being showered with love and affection.
And whether or not they are human—

All of these are problems.

Adding to the events that unfolded in America, countless people were left with mixed feelings:

The extraordinary era has begun to transition into the 'mythological era'.

(End of this chapter)