1353 Sacrificial Victim (1/2)

Mr. Door's figure that had shrunk from the ball of light came to a halt as though ”He” had fallen into an intense internal struggle.

The layered doors in ”His” body were just a little short of fully being reassembled.

Amidst the illusory whooshing sounds, the crimson tide that barely squeezed through the gap in the Door of Flesh and Blood became even more turbulent. The blood-colored robe landed heavily, about to envelop Bethel Abraham once again.

However, as it descended, the brass-colored eyes, the young man in the fiery armor, the hazy barrier of light that accentuated terrifying facial features, the ground with opened eyes and closed mouth, and the shadowy woman vanished silently from the world.

In that instant, a blazing sun appeared above the forest. Day replaced the night, causing all the shadows to rapidly disperse.

This caused the blood-colored robe to rise once again, scattering even more crimson moonlight, causing all the disturbances to return to their mother's embrace.

Seizing this opportunity, Mr. Door's illusory eyes closed as ”He” lowered ”His” head.

”Alright…” ”He” painfully said the first word after ”His” return to reality.

”His” figure completely froze as ”He” raised ”His” right hand and pressed it to ”His” face.

The next second, Mr. Door lifted ”His” head and wore a crystal monocle on ”His” right eye.

A beam of light erupted from the monocle, illuminating the entire world.

At that moment, all the errors of the seals that had failed were fixed. Everything that seemed normal showed errors. All the clocks jumped several seconds forward.

The Marauder Sequence 0 Error's ritual was:

To replace someone during ”Their” apotheosis ritual!

And Mr. Door's return seemed to directly trigger ”His” apotheosis ritual.

The light converged immediately, and Mr. Door had turned into Amon with ”His” pointed hat and classic black robe.

The Blasphemer held a simple and unadorned key that seemed to be forged from pure starlight in ”His” hand.

Above ”Him,” the blood-colored robe descended, wanting to embrace ”Him” into its arms. Behind ”Him,” the crimson tide angrily squeezed through the remnants of the Door of Flesh and Blood in a last bid to enter the world.

In that short moment, the blood-colored moon glowed even brighter, blocking the sun, night, earth, blurry light, and the strange white tower outside.

Faced with the corruption from an Outer Deity, Amon's lips curled up slightly. ”He” extended ”His” right hand and took out an abnormally ancient stone slab from an unknown location.

The first Blasphemy Slate!

Then, ”He” used the stone slab formed from the Chaos Sea to block the remnant opening of the Door of Flesh and Blood. Then, ”He” used it as a substitute to receive the falling blood-colored robe.

The first Blasphemy Slate turned illusory, as though it was connected to an infinite sea that contained all the possible colors.

The sea surged and swallowed the blood-colored robe, blocking the crimson tide from the cosmos.

The already collapsed Door of Flesh and Blood rapidly shrank before quickly disappearing. An angry and terrifying roar resounded in the air from within.

In the next second, the crimson moon appeared in the sky. The color quickly faded and turned pure. On it was a huge, distorted, crimson figure.

Wearing a pointed hat and a classic black robe, Amon adjusted the monocle on ”His” right eye and waved ”His” hand at the crimson figure and the bright moon that were staring at him. ”He” then smiled and bowed slightly in all directions.

…

In the corpse cathedral that had an erected gigantic cross where countless skulls were watching with their hollow ”eyes.”

Adam, who was dressed in a simple white robe, took a look at the ceaseless lightning outside the stained glass. ”He” slowly got up and walked to the pool of blood that Klein had left behind. ”He” bent down and picked up the ancient and mysterious mirror.

Following that, ”He” turned around and walked towards the second Blasphemy Slate.

…

The first figure that Zaratul summoned out of the fog of history was still Roselle Gustav, who wore a dark red coat embroidered with gold thread, and had chestnut-colored curly long hair.

To this Attendant of Mysteries, there were quite a number of angels that ”He” got to know in ”His” long life. There were only a few that were stronger than a Sequence 1 Knowledge Emperor. For example, the Antigonus ancestor before ”He” became The Half-Fool, Angel of Fate Ouroboros, or the Red of War brass who could indirectly obtain the strength of the Red Angel of Fate.

But under such circumstances, Zaratul believed that summoning Roselle Gustav's Historical Void projection first was safer.

Before the Antigonus family's ancestor became The Half-Fool, ”He” too was a Sequence 1 Attendant of Mysteries. Therefore, ”He” would be suppressed by the enemy who had deeper control of Sefirah Castle and a level that surpassed most Kings of Angels. After all, ”His” enemy was the closest to a true god.

After Zaratul chose to cooperate with the Rose School of Thought and Adam, the success rate of summoning the Angel of Fate Ouroboros would undoubtedly drop. It wasn't suitable for him to attempt it at a critical moment.

The Red of War brass that could borrow the Red Angel's powers didn't possess the strength directly, so the actual effects produced weren't any stronger than that of Knowledge Emperor Roselle Gustav.

In comparison, Zaratul would definitely choose the historical projection that he was most familiar with and the easiest to successfully summon.

”His” plan was to seize the opportunity that Gehrman Sparrow had directly ”Wandered” here without preparing any Historical Void projections in advance to use Knowledge Emperor Roselle Gustav, the Red of War army brass, and Abomination Suah to hold him back and leave ”Him” enough time to create a miracle for ”Himself.”