Chapter 1245: Breaking Boundaries

Chapter 1245: Breaking Boundaries



Across the drape of time carrying Aigas during the Second Grand War, when Fulgardt's forces inspired terror and caused unsavoury cults and ideas to form; the other drape projecting the time following the departure of Quintess and Listafelle, when obscure horrors invaded Aigas from the great void, and the present Aigas, millions of beings kissed by the powers of [Just Light] could be seen.

Millions of them, possessed by the Soul Spawn, creatures released through Skullius' [Greatest Antiphon of Malignance] to attach to targets, turning them into Masterpieces, stood on standby.

Because it was the Stolen Angel that held all of Skullius' Insurgent Magnus skills, Replicus hadn't been able to release all these millions of people the Hybrid Luman had taken control of during their fight from the grasp of the skill.

Well, he would be glad he didn't soon.

These Masterpieces, some taken from common families, some from the Capital Service, or from the Sif, looked into the distance collectively; in same direction. They were gazing at the location where Skullius' energy signature was greatest: the great toxic pit in the present Aigas.

But they weren't the only ones who could see the great pit, or least the heavy pillar toxic fumes rising from it.

Just like how people from the present Aigas could see through the drapes of past times, the opposite was true as well.

There was fascination brimming in the eyes of many curious, ambitious combatants.

They could discern that something was wrong with the world, that it had been split.

Time had been messed with.

Some had a mind to fix it.

Some had a mind to explore.

"Yes, I don't suppose we will have any tails here. If it indeed is the future, I wonder if what we've only just begun to work on in our time has already been claimed in this one," she said, and the other eleven women snapped in her direction, intrigue in their eyes.

"I didn't think of that. You think someone already inherited our legacy if this is the future?" one of them asked the graceful woman.

"Perhaps. They would persist over time, immortal. They could be here," she replied, looking at the skies with a calm smile. The pupils in her eyes had a rather strange shape. They looked a lot like arrows. "But that is a thought for a little later. For now, I do wonder how much the male population has recovered. Shall we have a tour, ladies?"

The question was met with eagerness and bloodlust. The twelve women walked forth, their bodies burning with a storm of powers foreign to the current Aigas. Well, somewhat foreign.

But they weren't the only ones.

From another corner...

From another timeline just beyond theirs, a figure quite literally burning with vicious crimson energy burst through the boundary between times.

It didn't employ a Territory to achieve this feat.

It did not need to.

As a being that had transcended Divinity, it had that luxury.

The flames burning its sockets flared furiously and it stabbed its great sword into the ground.

A burst of air shuttled from its mouth.

"Master Soumei will be pleased," it said.

Another enemy had arrived: a Doom Knight fresh from the ranks of an Arch-Lich.