The remaining information streams scattered in the illusory long river were churned by the whirlpool of time, completely turning into mottled specks of light and perishing.
Silently, one ray of light after another seeped out of the void, forming illusory, overlapping pure wings that spread outwards, obscuring the entire tributary of fate.
Beneath the covering wings, a figure with long silver hair was outlined, silently looking down at the stagnant tributary of fate.
He wore a simple linen robe, his features were delicate, and his facial contours were soft; it was precisely the King of Angels, "Angel of Fate" Ouroboros!
His indifferent eyes were briefly unfocused, and as his gaze shifted, beneath his feet and within the overlapping light wings behind him, a series of transcendent and mysterious wheels emerged.
They merged into this stopped illusory long river, making it connect end to end, and then began to rotate counter-clockwise.
The information torrent that had originally perished into specks of light re-condensed, forming a ball of light that Ouroboros absorbed and held in his hand.
The next second, this ancient Angel groaned, and the ball of light in his hand suddenly expanded as if stimulated, with incredibly complex information indiscriminately eroding everything around it.
A pair of indifferent, lashless eyes vaguely appeared in the light; it had no physical form, yet it seemed to be the embodiment of knowledge and information.
Hidden Sage!
More accurately, it was the corruption that the evil god attempted to forcibly impose through his Beyonder characteristic when Bernadette advanced to Sage.
However, after being blocked by Aaron with the help of the Nation of Disorder, the remaining corruption was suppressed before it could be withdrawn, and was now being used as a tool to disrupt Ouroboros's tracking.
Although it carried some high-level characteristics originating from the Hidden Sage, it was, after all, only residual power. Ouroboros quickly annihilated the complex information that surged into his Spirit Body.
Looking at the tributary that had resumed flowing and merged into the entire river of fate, a shadow flashed across Ouroboros's handsome face, and the light wings behind him closed again, disappearing with him.
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In the Southern Continent, Ogala, the largest port city on the southern plains of West Balam, also housed Feysac's naval base in West Balam.
Amidst the pervasive mist, a colossal vessel flying the Feysac flag quietly docked at the already cordoned-off naval base.
Governor Carter Einhorn of the colonial district forced a smile onto his stern face, observing the Church of the Earth Mother's delegation, his gaze lingering on the two demigods at the forefront.
One of them was a handsome man dressed in the Church of the Earth Mother's archbishop's robe, his highly distinctive blood-red eyes already revealing his identity.
Although Carter had long known that the Church of the Earth Mother had subjugated some Sanguine to serve as missionaries, he truly hadn't expected such an important task as establishing a diocese in the Southern Continent to be entrusted to a Sanguine Count.
As for the middle-aged man beside this Sanguine, who was also an Iron-Blooded Knight like himself, Carter, having some understanding of the Church of the Earth Mother's internal system of "Blessed" and "Favored," was not overly surprised.
Despite countless thoughts swirling in his mind, Carter Einhorn showed no hint of them on his face. After a slight nod to show respect, he maintained the demeanor of a governor. His adjutant spoke at the opportune moment, respectfully and politely saying:
"Welcome, esteemed guests of the Church of the Earth Mother. Please follow me. The Governor has already demarcated the promised diocese, and the materials needed for constructing the mission are also prepared."
"A banquet has been prepared at the Governor's Mansion to welcome our esteemed guests. After a night's rest, you can depart directly by special train."
Archbishop Segura, personally designated by Matron Roland to go to the Southern Continent, waved his hand, declining the invitation. His blood-red eyes glanced at the pure silver coffin guarded by several clerics behind him and explained:
"Thank you for the Governor's kindness, but we still need to seize the time to store the sealed core and build the church. Please take us directly to the special train."
Even through layers of spiritual walls, Carter Einhorn still felt a strong feminine power emanating from the coffin. Although he regretted not being able to glimpse the true capabilities of the Church of the Earth Mother's Southern Continent delegation through this, he did not insist.
Watching everyone depart, and waiting until the port returned to calm, Carter Einhorn retracted his gaze and indifferently ordered:
"Secretly print the message I gave you earlier, and constantly monitor the telegrams from St. Milion."
"Once the war in the Northern Continent restarts, I need West Balam and even the entire Southern Continent to know about the alliance between the Empire and Feynapotter, and that the Church of the Earth Mother has established a diocese in West Balam, as quickly as possible. Do you understand?"
The former adjutant immediately straightened his back and, without delay, turned and disappeared into the morning light.
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Winter County, Cathedral of Serenity.
Warm and bright sunlight streamed obliquely through the stained-glass windows, and Audrey's slightly curved eyelashes trembled gently as she suddenly opened her eyes.
Her emerald eyes reflected the colorful sunlight, clear and lustrous, like the most brilliant gems.
"This is..." As doubt began to rise in Audrey's mind, a familiar gentle voice came to her ears:
"Congratulations on fully digesting the potion. This is the resting room prepared by the Holy See for Red Glove members. You have been asleep for two days."
She abruptly turned her head to look at Aaron, who was smiling, and feeling the comfort of her spirituality, her lips couldn't help but curve up little by little, shallow dimples appearing on her cheeks, her brows slightly curved, and her eyes gently shifting.
Feeling Audrey's undisguised joy, Aaron pondered for a moment before continuing:
"The Grand Mass at Amantha Front will be held tomorrow night. An Archbishop of the Church will personally preside over it, to comfort the souls lost in the war and allow the fighting soldiers to enjoy peace of mind."
"I have already communicated with that Archbishop, and he will cooperate with you to trigger the emotional resonance of the Grand Mass at an appropriate time. That will be the best opportunity for you to complete your advancement ritual."
Listening quietly, Audrey's smile gradually faded, leaving only a superficial calmness and the sorrow flowing in her eyes.
Aaron sighed, clearly understanding Audrey's inner conflict. After thinking for a moment, a bottle of potion quietly appeared in his hand, floating with countless fragments of light, like a manifestation of the Sea of Collective Subconscious.
Hvin Rambis died from an Abomination's curse, and his Manipulator Beyonder characteristic had been reclaimed by Adam.
The Beyonder characteristic from which Aaron concocted this potion originated from a giant spiritual dragon released when he helped Bayer Baile complete the Silver Knight ritual using the "Devil's Oil Painting."
The spiritual warning brought by the convergence instinct immediately re-attracted Audrey's attention. Without needing an explanation, she guessed that this was the Manipulator's potion.
Memories of the suffering citizens amidst the great smog and the fragile lives in the face of war flashed through her mind. Audrey took a deep breath, took the potion, and whispered:
"Since I've chosen this path, some things are what I must bear..."