Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 302 Who doesn't know how to use lightning?

Almost instantly, the situation reversed.

The surging, black, viscous ocean was completely evaporated by the chaotic fire, and the raging flames even flowed upstream along the 'ocean,' burning the entire room completely without leaving a single gap!

But the area near the throne remained shrouded in deep darkness, which even the raging flames could not illuminate.

"Let's go."

As the embers spoke calmly, they stepped through the open door and, surrounded by flames, onto the gray-white stone bricks of the Giant King's residence, which were frozen in the twilight, moving step by step toward the dense, tangible darkness inside.

Grosser followed behind Ember, looking at the towering pillars inside the palace, each so high that five or six people could not encircle them, his eyes filled with obvious nostalgia.

But when he saw the changes in the Giants' Court through the huge glass window made of orange gemstones, his expression turned extremely angry!

Suddenly, an illusory sun appeared high in the sky, allowing the magnificent buildings frozen in twilight to enjoy the midday sun; while on the other side, each palace seemed to be draped in a cloak of shadows.

"This is blasphemy!"

As the twilight was divided and covered by the blazing sun and shadows, Grosser's heart was filled with rage.

Does He not only occupy the king's residence, but also usurp the miracles left by the king?

Deep within the palace, the darkness remained as dense as a physical substance, showing no sign of dissipating.

Just as the embers drew near, the darkness in the middle suddenly crumbled, revealing a 'passage' that exposed the giant's tiered steps and the iron-black throne at the top of the steps, seemingly extending an invitation to him.

Yu Jin looked at the narrow passage, only a few dozen centimeters wide and barely wide enough for one person to pass through, raised an eyebrow slightly, and looked at Grosser beside him, giving him a word of advice:

"You stay here."

Grosser stopped in silence, his gaze piercing through the disintegrating darkness to the throne atop the steps.

On the throne sat a man with shoulder-length, slightly wavy black hair. His eyes were veiled in shadow, making his features extremely blurry and difficult to discern. Layers of ethereal black wings cascaded down his back, covering most of his body. His robe was deep black, wrapped with silver threads, engraved with intricate patterns, and adorned with ornate accessories.

At this moment, the man rested his left elbow on the armrest and his palm on his cheek, seemingly asleep.

Without needing an introduction, Grosser clearly recognized that the man sleeping on the iron-black throne, whose height was similar to that of a giant, was the Left Hand of God, the Vice-King of Heaven, the "Dark Angel" Sasriel!

pat!

In the deep darkness, even the flames had vanished, and only the echoing footsteps of embers reverberated through the darkness.

As he approached step by step, ascending the steps to the iron-black throne at the top, the shadows covering the walls, pillars, and floor tiles cracked open, revealing brass-colored eyes.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, a deep darkness seemed to be outlining in front of Yu Jin.

But as soon as the dark figure appeared, a raging inferno immediately ignited within it, completely engulfing it.

The moment the darkness was completely swallowed by the flames, the brass-colored eyes that had sprouted from the shadows around them and on the ground suddenly burst into flames as if they had been attacked.

In that brief instant, Ember felt his vision change—

Those brass-colored eyes, burning with flames, seemed to become an extension of his body, broadening his vision and granting him, in a sense, an authority called 'omniscience'!

Finally, from the sleeping man on the iron-black throne, a voice emanated, so faint it seemed to come from an ancient era:

"You shouldn't have come."

Ember looked up at the man on the throne, and the authority of 'omniscience' immediately revealed a great deal of secrets to him:

The higher the sequence, the closer it is to the original.

During the Third Age, the ancient sun god, who had become an "omniscient and omnipotent god," was undoubtedly the person closest to the primordial being, which led to the primordial being eventually awakened within the ancient sun god's body.

When the ancient sun god realized all this, He had already begun planning how to kill Himself and the resurrected primordial being.

The one in charge of planning all of this was the "Dark Angel" Sasriel, the Vice-King of Heaven and the Left Hand of God.

In fact, not long after the ancient sun god emerged from the 'Sea of ​​Chaos,' He had already realized the problem that the 'Primordial' might be revived within Him. Therefore, He deliberately differentiated a part of His personality, merging the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Corruption' authority and the 'Hanged Man' pathway, and created Sasriel from one of His own ribs.

It is no exaggeration to say that Sasriel, as the negative personification of the ancient sun god, is another version of Him!

In order to counter the original revival, Sasriel fell into a deep sleep after entering the Giant King's residence.

His consciousness had already returned to his original body, helping it to better confront the original source.

In the original plan, after the death of the ancient sun god, He would be resurrected in the "Giant's Court" and re-incorporate the corresponding "uniqueness" and extraordinary characteristics in the correct way.

But the betrayal of Leodorus, Oscillus, and Helabogen forced Him to urgently merge with the extreme emotions He had before His fall, reborn within His corpse, and taking away the extraordinary characteristics of the Hanged Man pathway and the authority of the Fall.

In other words, the "Dark Angel" Sasriel is the true creator!

The one in front of us is nothing but an empty shell.

The reason He can still retain self-awareness and even possess some of the extraordinary abilities of the ancient sun god is—

Ember turned his gaze toward the back of the 'Dark Angel'.

As the layers of ethereal black wings that covered most of the Dark Angel's body rose and fell gently, a glimpse of grayish-white was revealed. It sat on the iron-black throne, hidden to the Dark Angel's right, giving off an unusually ancient feeling.

Its surface, faintly visible, is mottled and weathered, inscribed with a script never learned yet instantly recognizable. This script seems to be the origin of all current languages, including but not limited to Giants, Hermes, Ancient Fussak, and the Southern Continent's Dutan.

That was the first blasphemous tablet born in the 'Chaos Sea'.

This is also the fundamental reason why the "Dark Angel," which is merely an empty shell, can possess self-awareness.

He was merely the remnant spirit, will, and aura of the 'Dark Angel,' which, under the influence of the 'Chaotic Sea' power brought by the first 'Blasphemy Slab,' was fused with a portion of the 'Primordial,' that is, the awakened consciousness of the original creator—a small, insane, and malevolent consciousness.

Essentially, He is no different from the "Primordial One" sealed beneath the throne by the "Dragon of Imagination," Angorweid. They are both the most essential parts of the "Primordial One," capable of triggering the primal awakening within other extraordinary beings, including gods!

This is why the true creator, despite his immense desire for the desecrated stone tablet, dared not come to the Giants' Court in person.

When the priest appeared before the "Origin" in the city of miracles, Levishire, the Origin within him gradually began to revive.

Similarly, once the true Creator's essence approaches the "Origin," the "Origin" will inevitably be revived within Him.

Therefore, not only the "true creator," but any other deity has the same concerns.

Therefore, for thousands of years, the gates of the Giant King's residence have never been opened.

Because without the key, that door cannot be opened under the angel's protection.

While those above the angels could open that door without a key, the risk of the 'Primordial' revival made them keep their distance.

Ember glanced at the gradually fading brass-colored eyes around him and said thoughtfully:

"The power of 'omniscience' is actually quite useful."

Although the dark angel before them was merely an empty shell, its actual strength was perhaps even inferior to that of a demigod.

Because the extraordinary characteristics of the Dark Angel were taken away when the true Creator was born.

In a sense, He is no different from the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" who has been trapped in underground ruins for thousands of years.

However, the Dark Angels do possess the first "Desecrating Tablet," which allows them to draw upon a portion of the power of the Chaos Sea and wield some of the authority they held during their heyday.

For example, omniscience, or omnipotence.

"who I am?"

The Dark Angel opened its eyes, its expression a mixture of confusion and pain, as if it had suddenly understood many things, yet found it difficult to accept reality.

A hint of pity flickered in Yu Jin's eyes.

He gained partial omniscience through the flames, and could understand the truth of everything in an instant.

As the instigator, the Dark Angel could also use his omniscient authority to understand the whole story and realize that he was just an empty shell.

The moment He realized this, the will of the Dark Angel vanished completely, leaving only the Primal!

"I am the origin."

The bewilderment on the 'Dark Angel's' face vanished amidst that ethereal voice.

Instead, there was an almost numb indifference.

Two black flames ignited in His eyes, and the surrounding shadows became even more intense in an instant.

With a height similar to that of a giant, He lowered His left arm, pressed His palm against the armrest, and slowly stood up. One by one, the magnificent ornaments on His body fell off, and layer upon layer of ethereal black wings unfolded behind Him.

Before the 'Dark Angel's' black robe, entwined with silver threads and engraved with mysterious patterns, one after another silver-white electric snakes leaped out of thin air, rapidly growing and intertwining, stretching forward quickly and evolving into a dazzling ocean of lightning, attempting to engulf the entire palace.

Snap!

The flames that had been stagnant in front of the throne suddenly surged, and the boundless sea of ​​fire collided with the dazzling ocean of lightning. Flames and lightning intertwined, creating a magnificent yet terrifying spectacle.

The ocean of thunder surged forward with overwhelming force, its brilliant silvery white light crackling and extending ever onward, like the wrath of the gods, threatening to destroy everything in the world.

But the seemingly ordinary flames remained unmoved, like an indestructible city wall that kept all the lightning out!

Ring ring!

The clear sound of the Holy Bell of Yulshika carried on the breeze throughout the palace, while in the palm of Yu Jin's hand, lightning seemed to be gathering.

The Dark Angel is an empty shell; the primordial consciousness has taken over this body.

All of his abilities originated from the blasphemous stone tablet in his hand!

For example, thunder, the sun, and shadows!

All of this originated from the Chaos Sea, from the true creator.

In theory, this power originating from the 'primordial' has an overwhelming nature over all similar authorities.

Even angels are no exception!

Because this power originates from the original Creator, who is the source of everything!

Therefore, to try to fight thunder with the authority of thunder against the 'Dark Angel' who wields the Profane Tablets is nothing short of a pipe dream. Even if the Lord of Storms himself were to come, his authority of thunder could not possibly surpass that of the fully resurrected 'Primordial Dark Angel'!

However, the power of the embers never originated from the 'Primordial'!

Crack!

Golden lightning coalesced into a long spear, a spear that radiated brilliant light like the blazing sun, a spear of sunlight capable of piercing through everything!

The slowly condensing spear even distorted the surrounding space!

The Primordial Dark Angel sensed the threat almost instinctively, and his eyes turned as dark as an abyss.

At the same time, the dense darkness that had been covering the surroundings surged toward the throne in an instant!

The deep darkness blocked Ember's vision and the path between him and the throne, like a boundless, black ocean separating the two sides of the continent.

Even without seeing, the embers could still accurately capture the figure of the 'Primordial Dark Angel'!

Because he had already locked onto it!

In the brilliant light, the spear of sunlight pierced the sky, tearing apart the seemingly boundless, viscous ocean in the blink of an eye, completely evaporating it, revealing the throne behind the dark ocean, and the tall figure on the throne!

Crackling sounds!

The moment the black curtain was torn apart, a storm of silver lightning converged at the same time.

The crackling lightning shattered space, breaking the mere meters between them into countless fragments of void. Though seemingly close, it felt like an insurmountable chasm.

The golden lightning and silver thunder expanded instantly, and the endless thunder transformed into tens of thousands of sharp blades, attempting to shatter the golden lightning. However, the silver thunder was instantly shattered upon contact!

But the golden lightning continued to flash, still heading straight toward its target!

Neither the pitch-black ocean, nor the silver lightning, nor the shattered void could stop it!

boom!

The Spear of Sunlight pierced through the figure on the throne in an instant, and the golden lightning exploded in a flash, pinning him firmly to the iron-black throne!

The darkness in Sasriel's eyes dimmed. The Spear of Sunlight not only suppressed His body but also briefly suppressed His authority, causing the surrounding shadows to fade instantly and revealing the original color of the steps!

That is the power called miracle, the miracle of dragon hunting!

Just then, the figure of the 'Dark Angel' suddenly disappeared into the shadows.

Under the shadow, even the 'Sunlight Spear' showed signs of 'melting'!

(End of this chapter)