The Sun - Lord of Mysteries (fanfiction) - Chapter 131: Defeat

Chapter 131: Defeat

7 September, 1110. A day that will live on in the annals of time. The sun and moon clashed, almost destroying the world.

The battle between the Eternal Blazing Sun and the Evernight Goddess nearly erupted in the sky above the world, only to be stopped in the final moments by Earth Mother, saving the world from the wrath of the sun and moon.

The sudden war of gods was unknown to the men. They were aware, however, that the entire tense situation on the northern continent had just escalated a whole new level.

The gods, on the other hand, learned about the cause of the war immediately afterwards, through their authorities. The enemies of the sun god rejoiced at the news, as they now have the Goddess of Night on their side.

Evernight Goddess remained silent about her position at the start of the war, despite the fact that she was already leaning towards the Lord of Storms, God of Knowledge, and God of Steam. She even secretly sent assistance to their armies.

The Evernight Goddess had finally chosen her side in the upcoming war by withdrawing her blessing from Edward. It was a declaration of war.

8 September, 1110. The Church of Evernight Goddess officially entered the war, immediately sending half of their troops to the battlefield in Callide Valley, under the divine miracle of night.

Immediately following that, the Church of God of Combat declared war on the Church of Evernight Goddess, breaking their short-term alliance. They sided with the Church of Eternal Blazing Sun.

These abrupt changes have swept the globe, putting an end to other conflicts and drawing the attention of all the gods to the war between the Seven Orthodox Churches.

The True Creator also sided with the alliance of four churches in the war. Everyone seemed to have managed to put aside their differences in order to deal with Eternal Blazing Sun. They were like hawks, searching for the Eternal Sun’s Achilles heel in order to bring him down once and for all.

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Callide Valley, Hornacis Mountain.

The scorching rays of the sun glinted indifferently across the hellscape, illuminating the red valley dotted with mountains of corpses.

The horns of war continued to blow, sounding a symphony of calamity for all ears.

The tropes collided, staining the land in blood and fire. Through their tears, the men and women faced each other with valour. They fought day and night until that was all that remained in their minds.

Some fought for their life, others for their dream, for hope, for faith, for love, for honour…

At the end of the day, it didn’t really matter what they fought for, just like their own lives. It was a cruel and harsh truth.

And now, everything is coming to an end at the hands of a descending angel. They raised their heads in unison, gazing at the sky, which had been ripped apart by a mighty roar. A crimson light erupted from the cracks and descended on them.

It ripped their bodies apart, causing them to disintegrate into falling ashes in a fraction of a second. There were no screams or shouts. They just faded into thin air. Forgotten and buried, swept away by the tides of time, never ever to be remembered again….

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Destruction had descended on the callide valley in the form of Diana, Angel of Wisdom. She brought utter annihilation to the troops of Night and Storms by just descending on the battlefield.

Dust and smoke filled the air, covering nearly the entire battlefield. Diana emerged from it, dressed in black amour and wielding a crimson spear in her right hand.

The spear was emitting light steaks that were shattering reality. It radiated a destructive aura, as if it could harm a true deity.

The Spear of Longinus!

The mere appearance of Diana put enormous pressure on everyone, as cries of pain and terror erupted across the battlefield.

Diana took a step forward, her face emotionless, her eyes indifferent.

She dashed towards the sea of troops, sonic waves spreading around her, clearing the smoke and dust from the battlefield.

The angels of four churches descended on her path and brazed themselves for flight, duty and faith triumphing over despair.

They attacked her with all they had; colossal thunder cracked; a white tower rose; a tsunami of darkness surged; an illusory beam whizzed.

It was in vain, however, as a swung of her crimson spear destroyed their attacks and killed two of them in a fraction of a second.

Diana rushed towards them, her spear raised high into the sky, her eyes dull and indifferent.

The angels refused to give up hope. They bravely raised their weapons and dashed towards the angel of destruction.

At the tip of the spear, a blaze of crimson light gathered, emitting a cataclysmic aura. Diana aimed her spear at them as the light intensified, almost illuminating the entire callide valley.

“Stop…” Through the disorder and chaos came an indifferent voice. Silver light beams shone down from the dark sky, forming an illusory stacked feathers in front of Diana.

A figure with long silver hair appeared beneath the enveloping feathers, holding an inverted dark cross.

Ouroboros, Angel of Fate!

Ouroboros’ gaze was fixed on Diana as he waved his hand at the angels of gods, directing them away from here.

“By entering the battlefield, you have violated numerous unspoken laws.” Indifferently, he stated. “Leave immediately. Or face the wrath of the gods.”

Diana’s dull eyes finally seemed to shine with a dim light, her lips forming a tragic smile.

“Ouroboros…” She said this while pointing her spear at him. “I honestly couldn’t care less.”

Diana charged with all her might at the angel of fate, aiming for his heart.

“Aucuses won’t be here to save you this time.” Ouroboros said, pointing the inverted cross at Diana, who was charging. “It was I who prophesied your rise, Diana Knight. Then, I shall also be the one who breaks that fate.”

The Angel of Wisdom and the Angel of Fate clashed. A crimson light and a shadowy ocean of filth erupted, drowning each other within.

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The war between the kings of angels continued without affecting the rest of the Callide valley, as the authority of the night emperor shrouded that battlefield.

Meanwhile, the situation on the main battlefield had deteriorated. A pincer movement was formed by the armies of Steam, Night, Knowledge and Storm. They pierced the Sun, Earth, Twilight, and the Blood Emperor’s troops in the middle like an arrow.

Then, they charged with all their might towards the other end of the valley in one final charge.

The angels who managed to escape from the graph of the Angel of Wisdom led the charge, their face brimming with anticipation for the victory.

Obviously, there was some impediment. The sun, earth, and twilight angels stood in their way. Bruised and battered. Their gaze, on the other hand, remained unwavering.

It was supposed to be a brutal battle. A fight for life and death. However, as the saying goes, things don’t always go as planned.

Ariana, Angel of Concealment, raised her hand, which held a bright star emblem.

Then she muttered silently.

“I pray for the silence.”

The emblem emitted a terrifying divine aura that swept across the battlefield, silencing the godhood of all high-sequence beyonders, enemies and allies alike.

They clashed in the absence of their godhood. Many people attempted to break the silence, but their efforts were ultimately futile.

The angels of four churches finally dashed through the valley’s end, breaking the siege of the other three churches’ angels by overwhelming them with sheer numbers.

They clinched the final victory, securing their armies’ passage to Trier.

“We will lay siege to Trier tomorrow,” Ariana declared, pointing her bone sword at the sky.

“The city of sun shall fall under our combined might.”

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