What if you ascend to the wrong world?

"Has this illusory and intangible authority been distorted into a real, tangible object?"

Ye Tu stood before the oil painting.

In his perception, the painting itself was a manifestation of 'authority,' and the entire 'Ancient God Ruins' existed because of it!

If there are many shackles on magic, then the authority represented by this painting is the key to one of those shackles.

Mastering it means mastering a part of the essence of magic.

At this moment, as the bright and warm dawn in the painting continues to expand, a heavy, invisible, illusory yet real 'authority' is also slowly approaching a certain being in the astral plane.

Clearly, this is what the Lord of Dawn has been coveting and plotting.

He hesitated for two seconds...

Ye Tu reached out and actually took the oil painting off the wall, then turned and left, holding it in his hand.

About half an hour later.

A figure shrouded in a black robe entered the castle.

As usual, he went straight up the forty-nine steps, ready to see how much his share of power had shrunk again.

however……

No!

Where's the painting?!

Where did such a big painting go?!

Staring at the empty black wall, a look of bewilderment flashed in Original Sin: Greed's eyes.

……

……

Astral Plane.

The stars are shining brightly.

In the divine kingdom forged by endless faith, the Lord of Dawn sits high on his divine throne, gazing at a mirror in his hand that has an ancient appearance and is covered with mysterious patterns.

[Hurry! Hurry! It's too late! It's about to be too late!]

The distorted text kept appearing in the mirror, appearing extremely urgent.

"Is it too late...?"

Suddenly, the golden-white pupils twitched slightly, and a deep, dark shadow flashed by.

The Lord of Dawn slammed the mirror onto the armrest and rose from his throne.

In the deepest part of the star realm, a glimmer of light quietly appeared.

Just like last time, a tiny 'light' leaped and swept across in a fraction of a second, illuminating most of the astral plane.

"Aroye, have you thought it through?"

The voice was as dreamy and gentle as ever, making one want to immerse oneself in it.

“Yes, great Lady of Radiance.” The Lord of Dawn bowed respectfully. “We have been trapped in the Astral Plane for so many years, someone has to try a new path.”

The graceful, hazy figure in the boundless light did not react to His words. He merely glanced at the mirror that He had fastened to the armrest, and his tone remained calm.

"You can't trust what it says."

The origin of that mirror is unknown, but it is very likely related to an 'ancient god'.

In fact, if it weren't for this mirror, He wouldn't have even made this trip.

"..."

The Lord of Dawn remained silent for a moment.

"I know."

In the past, many gods have been instigated into wars because of its provocations, so He certainly doesn't believe everything.

"My reliance has never been it..."

"As you wish," the Goddess of Light said calmly.

Although He wasn't entirely sure where Alaya's confidence came from.

But He had a premonition that Aroye's attempt to take over the authority of the Old Gods' original sin would never succeed!

He failed once fifteen years ago, and this time...

That person!

That night, I glimpsed the existence of the astral plane.

Now that he's in the Dawn Empire, will he really just stand by and watch Aroye take over the reins?

There will be no second chance.

This statement was like a reminder, or perhaps a declaration to the gods, as the light that had illuminated most of the star realm receded like a tide.

The Lord of Dawn stood before the throne, his gaze following the hazy figure that had faded into the distance with the light, a sense of melancholy washing over him.

As the highest authority in the Astral Sphere, Lady Radiance said there would be no second chance, and that truly means there isn't.

Next, the Astral Sphere will gradually exclude Him, and before long, He will face the 'Corruption of the Ancient Gods'!

The Lord of Dawn slowly sat down.

I picked up the mirror again from the armrest and looked at the distorted words that kept appearing on its surface, my thoughts drifting away.

But without doing this, how can we break free from the limitations and go further, or even...?

What if we get Him?

Chapter 59 The Darkness Under the Dawn

noon.

It was the same study.

Ivy carefully placed the 'virtual crystal' containing the magical properties of Irene Vitte into a special container, then put the sealed container into her suitcase before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Whoo~"

Wiping away non-existent sweat from her forehead, she looked up at Irene Wett behind the desk.

"Alright, that completes the final data collection."

"Once the Mage Association has checked and changed the mission completion status, I'll discuss the specific time with Ye Tu, and then we can return to Sky Island!"

Yes.

She had already assumed that Irene Vitte would leave with her.

After all, the contract has been signed. If I don't go with them, am I supposed to stay here?

"I'll take you with me first..."

Before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of Ye Tu appearing at the door of the study out of the corner of his eye.

Ok?

After disappearing all morning, I've finally reappeared!

Soon, her gaze settled on the oil painting that Ye Tu was holding.

Where did you go? And why did you bring back a painting?

Could it be that, like the previous copy of "The Covenant of Dawn," it was sent by the Dawn Church again?

Ye Tu walked back to his usual seat and put down the oil painting in his hand.

I glanced casually at the briefcase Ivia was holding:

"it's over?"

"Yes, it's over."

Ivia put down the suitcase she was holding, finally unable to suppress her curiosity.

"What is this painting you brought back...?"

As a qualified subordinate, she would not inquire about her boss's whereabouts casually.

However, it's okay to ask the boss about the things he brought back and satisfy your curiosity.

"I'd call it a 'souvenir'."

souvenir?

Ivia subtly shifted to the side, her eyes glancing furtively at the oil painting.

I was hoping to see something exciting, after all, oil paintings are something...

But all they saw was a bright, warm light, and a cold, eerie darkness that was completely suppressed by the light.

Ok? !

What is all this nonsense?!

Is this still a painting?

Ivia looked bewildered, rubbed her eyes, but the scene she saw remained unchanged.

wrong!

Could it be that I stayed up too late last night looking for inspiration, and that's why my eyesight is failing?

Meanwhile, Irene Wet was also examining the oil painting, her brow furrowed slightly:

"Is this the painting from the 'Ancient God Ruins'?"

As a demon-slaying general of the Dawn Empire, she had conducted an in-depth investigation into the 'Ancient God Ruins' three years ago.

This oil painting...

If she remembered correctly, it seemed to be the one hanging at the end of the castle steps.

But back then, didn't 'light' only occupy a small part of the whole painting?

How come things have changed so much now?

Moreover, although the painting hangs in the castle, it is quite special in itself.

how to say……

The form of a 'painting' is more like a projection of reality, while its 'essence' still exists on an incomprehensible level.

Back then, she even used Frost Feather, but she still couldn't break the boundary between 'form' and 'essence' and touch the painting itself.

Ye Tu actually took it down and brought it back today?

"That's the one."

"How did you take it off?"

"Well..." Ye Tu smiled, "that's something you shouldn't know right now."

really!

Just as I expected!

Ivia, who had kept her mouth shut and dared not ask a single question since the beginning, was gloating.

Hey!

She already knew Ye Tu would say that, so she simply didn't ask!

Now, I'm not the only one who's feeling bad!

Ivy glanced discreetly behind the desk, only to find that Irene Wett simply said:

"I see."

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly.

"Is there anything else I'm scheduled to do next?"