Chapter 1222: Deceit and Wrath

Chapter 1222: Deceit and Wrath



Because of the battle between Replicus and Skullius, Aigas currently existed in three timeliness.

They appeared as humongous drapes onto which live events from the period during which the Second Grand War took place; the time when the Ashing of Time was to occur; and the current state of Aigas, four thousand years later, were transpiring.

There was no manual detailing how such an unusual state of the world could possibly continue to persist or how it could be solved by mortals.

In any case, it was a dangerous state of affairs.

At first, most of the billions residing in each timeline hadn't been aware of what had become of the world, but because of the hundreds of thousands of Soul Spawn, and the heated exchange between Beyrmir and Jiggorrhax which had cast terrible shockwaves across the timeliness, many more people grew to know the status quo.

If they used the incredible powers they had, they could even see through their own drape of time and ascertain the position and contents of another.

It was truly terrifying to imagine what could happen as a result of this.

However, as established before, the current state of Aigas was only temporary.

Nothing that hadn't reached Divinity could forcefully give a permanent command to time.

Even Skullius, with his unlimited output slashes wasn't capable of that.

Of course, he wasn't the only one to toy with time in this world.

Eaniss had turned back time during the battle with the Ardent Curses in order to catch up to the masked man, Actuass. This feat was only possible because she had exercised powers from the Reverse Cluster that was imbued with time. In other words, she had temporarily harnessed raw time in the power of her hands.

This was different from acquiring an affinity with a concept.

An affinity was a relationship a combatant had with a certain element that normally couldn't be obtained normally. As such, exploiting an affinity with time was different from holding it and having it do your bidding.

At that time, Eaniss had pretty much been wielding a Rule, and because she hadn't used it for anything other than giving herself a lead, what she performed was nothing more than a small knot that was eventually undone in a couple dozen minutes.

Another individual to mess with time was Gabel, a man from the Severed Union directly under Eaniss.

The man had a Veneration art that allowed him to stop and rewind time. Using it, he had managed to reverse Skullius' death at the hands of Rias' machinations during the Premium Age Royale.

(A/N: Refer to Ch.768).

This was also different from what Skullius had done.

Veneration arts were not too different from Divine Blessings. The only catch was, they were received from a Deity who had no ties to the world the native who received the Veneration art resided in.

What Gabel did was prompted by a Divine power, thus it remained as a permanent fact on Aigas.

But the damage Skullius had done with his near-Divine power would not last long.

It could not be permitted to.

When creating Aigas, the Deities, particularly Quintess, had relished in the idea of their creations reaching ridiculous tiers of power that would shake the world. However, be that as it may, there had to be limits, otherwise Aigas would fall apart.

One of the sets of Rules set in place disallowed world-unravelling feats of power like this from becoming permanent, as that would cause too much chaos.

This was why Suzamete hadn't flinched when she had seen Skullius cut time... twice.

Indeed, the implications and consequences of an Aigas that existed in two pasts as well as a future, were outrageous.

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Replicus kept looking dumbly at a face he had never thought he'd see again.

The chestnut coloured skin, thick, curly black hair and pure hazel eyes looking at him were thrumming with life.

Replicus couldn't believe it.

After all this time, Elita was in front of him.

She had been the Paladin Champion whom he met shortly after leaving the Tremur Forest back then.T/his chapter is updat/ed by nov(ê(l)biin.c/o/m

It hurt immensely.

But when compared to a more discreet agony burning within something finer than his soul,

this mortal wound was nothing.

Boron looked up into the sky.

He looked past the clouds and his vision settled on a human vessel that was holding the

essence of his lover as it floated up.

His face contorted with rage.

<KAELLAAAAAAAAAAAA!>

The Deity roared so loudly that everything else on Aigas seemed to turn furious on his behalf

as well. A shockwave of Divine energy rolled out of the Deity.

Elita propped up her sword and defended herself and Replicus from it.

Suzamete looked below with a mix of fear and sadness.

She knew she would have to face the consequences of her actions.

Indeed, she had fooled Boron. After all...

<SO THIS IS THE ENDING YOU HAD ME WAIT AROUND FOR?!> Boron barked, his voice

reaching every Aigas across time.

Indeed, when Suzamete had told Boron to repent of his fury just until Replicus and Skullius' battle was over, promising that the 'ending' was spectacular, she hadn't meant the conclusion

of the fight.

She had meant what would follow immediately after: Elita's arrival.

The wound cutting across Boron's chest was no ordinary wound.

It wouldn't heal.

Suzamete would know, just like Quintess and Listafelle would. She could see everything that would happen in Aigas as long it was not prompted by powers equal to or stronger than her own.

<I SEE WHERE YOUR LOYALTY LIES IN THE END! I SEE THIS IS HOW YOU PAY MY LOVE! I SEE THIS IS HOW MUCH YOU REGARD ME WHEN COMPARED TO YOUR FRIENDS!> Boron cried.

The pressure around him grew and dwindled continuously.

He was growing weaker with each passing moment.

However...

His dark eyes flared gold.

<VERY WELL! THIS IS HOW WE PART! I WILL MATCH YOUR SERPENTINE DECEIT WITH MY

WRATH!>

And Ciumin, whose moniker was Boron, let out a terrifying howl imbued with an exaggerated

volume of genuine Divine energy.

It spilled out in every direction... but it did not affect anything physical within Aigas.

No.

It hurtled towards the drapes of time raised above the present and imposed Boron's will!