Ripples spread across the sea surface, and large swathes of rich golden light rolled and expanded within the water, making the surroundings even more scorching, resisting the encroaching night.
This special place, formed from the blood of the Ancient Sun God, remained unshakable even after the erosion of time; even the power Adam extracted the last time he dealt with the Mother Tree of Desire did not fundamentally affect it.
"Is this the power of an Outer Deity, or even one approaching Pillar status...?"
Having achieved the Hand of Order and further assimilated the Nation of Disorder, Aaron, who was comparable to a King of Angels, gained more insights than when he had just advanced to Balancer.
Instead of confronting that immense power, Aaron mobilized the power of the Nation of Disorder to block the encroaching influence of the surrounding golden ocean, then connected with the shattered and chaotic underlying order of this divine battle relic.
Shadows flickered in his dark golden eyes, finally settling on a magnificent structure filled with a sense of epic and myth.
One side of the building was a spire, the other a round tower, flanking a central grand hall predominantly gray-blue, covered with symmetrical symbols, emblems, and patterns.
Compared to it, the Twilight Giant Hall in Saint Millom seemed utterly unremarkable!
"Giant King's Court...."
This name surfaced in his mind, and Aaron used the "Eye of Order" to pinpoint this ancient place hidden amidst numerous chaotic divine powers and fragmented orders.
Symbols flickering with light and shadow flowed, and Aaron's gaze followed them, finally stopping at a pitch-black hole on the left side of the massive gate.
Behind the Door was the sleeping place of Dark Angel Sasrir, the left hand of God, the Viceroy of Heaven, who controlled the first "Blasphemy Slate," and whose current state was a matter of great concern.
Aaron's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't actually intend to take out the key to the Giant King's Court he had obtained from "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina.
Although this great Door would certainly be opened, the initiative of when and by whom it was opened remained in his hands; at the very least, it was a bargaining chip he could use to negotiate with the True Creator for the safe departure of the Moon City residents from the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Aaron still left a portion of his consciousness to constantly monitor the Giant King's Court, as the True Creator's Divine Kingdom was located in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, almost adjacent to the Giant King's Court.
At such a distance, even if the Seven Gods had sealed off the Forsaken Land of the Gods, they couldn't stop the True Creator if he wanted to act; at most, he would retreat back to the Forsaken Land of the Gods after acting, and with the apocalypse approaching, the various beings in the Astral World wouldn't likely engage in a major conflict with him.
At the same time, the illusory silver-colored long river surged, this solidified Uniqueness constantly attempting to break free from its physical constraints and revert to a conceptual form symbolizing authority.
Bernadette paid little attention to Aaron's actions, her entire focus concentrated on the divided information torrent, suppressing the restless "Die of Probability."
Only she, having displayed her complete mythical creature form, could use the information torrent to stop the conceptualization of the "Die of Probability" and gather those ethereal concepts.
This act, akin to raising a torch in the dark, instantly covered the convergence of Will Auceptin's two destinies and Ricciardo's advancement fluctuations through it, but almost simultaneously, it attracted uninvited guests!
One after another, lights formed illusory, layered, pure wings, appearing abruptly and spreading outwards, almost covering the entire River of Fate and extending downstream.
Countless branching streams of destiny were gathered, and numerous future possibilities for a period of time were converged, becoming a predetermined future, as envisioned.
At the center, surrounded by silver-white brilliance, a tall, thin man with long silver hair stood silently, his indifferent pupils containing only rotating silver rings.
"The Tail-Devourer," "Angel of Destiny," Ouroboros!
The trend of the "Die of Probability" being activated, surrounded by the information torrent, was forcibly suppressed, and it was even being repelled by the surrounding River of Fate, which greatly reduced Bernadette's pressure; although this King of Angels did not directly attack her, her situation became even worse.
An illusory light, shaped like a giant python, abruptly emerged from the void, instantly transforming into a black shadow with countless black and white eyes splitting open.
Those countless, distinct black and white eyes rotated rapidly, each condensing illusory and complex symbols, pouring an extreme amount of useless knowledge into the information torrent formed by Bernadette.
The core ability of a Sequence 2 Sage is the control and utilization of information, including but not limited to self-informatization.
In such circumstances, with sufficient self-understanding and without disrupting the overall information balance, appropriate and non-conflicting mystical knowledge can be added as information to the corresponding information flow.
Under permissible conditions, this ability can be upwardly compatible, meaning a Sage can perfectly receive the power infusion from a Hidden Sage, temporarily gaining an increase in authority and an elevation in status.
Aaron, who had long borrowed and read the "Hermit" card from Bernadette, was well aware of the peculiarities of this Pathway; he had deliberately allowed Bernadette to leave residual Hidden Sage pollution in the River of Fate when handing over the "Die of Probability," precisely to use it as bait to lure out another big fish.
Although he didn't catch that evil god, harvesting an angel from the Moses Ascetic Order was not a wasted trip.
Watching the figure that suddenly appeared beside the information torrent Bernadette had become, effortlessly nullifying the subsequent attacks, and staring at him with interest, Aaron's countless, distinct black and white eyes suddenly contracted, and he decisively chose to retreat.
But he was startled to find that at some unknown point, the space he was in had left the River of Fate, being segmented into a rule-bound cage from which he could not escape, completely isolated from the outside world, making it impossible even to use his final trump card - begging the great Hidden Sage to fully descend.
The silver rings in the depths of Ouroboros's indifferent eyes paused slightly as he looked at the spot where Aaron had disappeared, his expression finally showing a slight change.
He no longer waited for the future to be completely converged; his slender hand reached out directly towards the "Die of Probability," but was blocked by a spear of ancient design, stained with dark red blood from its tip to its hilt.
Bernadette, who had re-condensed her body, showed no signs of weakening in her aura; with Aaron's tacit permission, and empowered by the underlying rules of the core area of the entire divine battle relic, she broke free from the restraints of the River of Fate and, grasping the "Die of Probability" beside her, prepared to leave this illusory long river.
At the level of an Angel, Mystical Reenactment truly embodies "knowledge is power"; Bernadette can directly draw power from the corresponding source of mystical knowledge through Mystical Reenactment.
And the less known and circulated the corresponding "mystical knowledge" is, the more powerful the energy that can be drawn.
And the "fairy tales" Roselle left her, originating from lost eras even older than the ancient epoch, were Bernadette's most precious wealth, and one of her few means to confront the Hidden Sage, the pinnacle of her own Sequence.