Chapter 585 Returning To Heaven

Noah had three sons. One of them was Ham. He was the father of Cush, the father of what became the most powerful kingdom in the Ancient World. In the land of Shinar, that is, Babylon stood the tower that Nimrod built.

Babel.

The revelation of how the Primordial was someone who dated back to the ancient world shocked everyone. If the history of the Bible's timeline was to be believed, then Nimrod was over around 4600 years old!

The group listened in shock.

"I can't help but recall Lowengren's insane lie of the demon being sealed on Earth to defeat the Tyrant Empress. To think angels and demons exist."

"It's expected. The more we saw the powers that transcended dimensions and how we could alter them, the more possible they lived. We have long asked the question if life outside of earth exists. And it turns out it was true. But Earth was their homeland. And yet, if we explore the multiple dimensions, then it's possible to see beings that exist in them." Arthur answered.

"Yes. We've asked a poor question. We sought extraterrestrial. But never considered ultra-terrestrial. Who knows? Maybe those UFO sightings we've seen long ago are not necessarily Aragarians but are beings that peak into our dimensions. These are the theories that the interdimensional hypothesis proposes." Lioncourt answered.

"It's interesting, isn't it?" The Lost Primordial asked.

"Our primitive ancestors believed in their existence and saw it. But after the Nephilim scandal, the decree of God, which limits the number of years that allows all in the likeness of His spirit to dwell in the three dimensions, forced all angels and other ultraterrestrial to stop being here. And so, apart from the few instances that both angels or demons would step into the world, such as before and during the arrival of Christ, when demonic possession was rampant in Israel, the angels and devils hid back to the other dimensions. The one known as Seventh Heaven is that realm."

"So when Apollyon met Nimrod, they couldn't do anything about that? If Apollyon had been on earth earlier, the angels chasing him should have had more time than Apollyon. So what happened?"

" Most angels wouldn't dare move against Appolyon unless commanded by God. You see, after the flood, God made another edict. Genesis 9 records that 'Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed, for God made man in his image.'"

"So if an angel kills a man, he would be subject to being slain by human hands?" Cliff frowned.

"Yes."

"But... the angels have been smoting people left and right in the bible!"

"The Angel of the Lord has. Passover, he smote the firstborn. But that angel has already died by human hands." The Lost Primordial smiled.

"What?! When?" Lynd frowned.

"Oh? You don't know?" Richie chuckled.

Everyone turned to him.

"Some scholars believed that the title of the Angel of the Lord is a specific angel. It's not just any angel. After all, 'angel' simply means messenger. The messenger of the Lord, who appears several times in the Old Testament, more prominently as the Angel of the Lord that appeared in Judges chapter 2, is Jesus. There are many angels, but only one Angel of the Lord. So I'm guessing the other Old Testament events where Angels were slaying people was, in fact, the Angel of the Lord, who is Jesus." Richie guessed.

"So... him dying on the cross was...?" Meryl began.

"Yes. Actually, that makes perfect sense. Jesus said I came to fulfill the Law. So even the laws set for man, including the payment of the shedding of men's blood, would be paid by the Christ on the cross." Richie explained.

"Wow... You really have been listening to Eagle a lot." Seeker shook his head.

"His sermons keep resounding in my head. I do have a lot of preachers I listen to, though."

"Progenitor. That clause has interesting implications. Are they... planning to kill God?" Arthur asked.

Everyone was confused at Arthur's deduction. But the Progenitor only smiled.

"You explain things since you have figured it out, Daniel. As for me, my time is up. Any more multi-dimensional seconds spent here will be trouble for you. Take the knowledge that you know and use it against your enemies. I took advantage of the Word and pinned your fates to become a foreshadowing of Christ. That was the only way I hoped you could win. He is the truth. But more than that, he is reality itself. You guys are just too weak to see the dimensional implications."

"Wait! Progenitor!" Seeker shouted.

"I cannot stay, nor can I tell you anything more than what I have said. I am playing with Fate and Destiny in doing this. You can't imagine the backlash of what I'm doing. If I say anything more related to that, even my own name, it will tilt the tides of the space and time continuum to the favor of the Primordial."

"It's not that... it's just... Thank you." Seeker saluted.

Seeing this, the rest followed.

The Progenitor smiled as he saw it.

"You did well to be cautious. A Principal has been listening to you as of the moment. I guess I could give him a little scare as I leave. Remember my words, all of you, my seeds. The one who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. The second death will not hurt the one who overcomes."

At once, a blinding light flashed out, and time resumed once more.

The Progenitor was gone, and only the seat remained.

Time continued, and everyone could feel the movements of the world.

BOOM! BOOM!

Explosions were heard from afar as time continued.

Pridgeon was charging toward the World's Helm, and he suddenly sensed a strange sensation that caused him to retreat.

But this was the sensation when heaven opened to allow the Progenitor to descend to earth. Not a second passed outside, and the Progenitor was ascending again. And as he did, the Progenitor made a ripple of his presence known.

Lanterk and Pridgeon felt the Universe's Energy locking down on them.

The two hastily retreated and began to deploy attacks that had the power of weapons of mass destruction.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The explosions occurred behind them as if Pridgeon were deploying weapons to keep something chasing him back.

The power of the Progenitor began to attack the invisible energies spying down on Earth.

Strange cracks began to appear in space.

Suddenly, the cracks grew longer and longer, and it was as if a largely invisible glass needle that could stab through the moon was there.

But the cracks continued onwards to endless space!

The ripple in the skies above revealed a long line of light that appeared. It was extending up towards space, into the planets far away. The light fluctuated, and it revealed its real form.

A tunneling line of Universe Energy appeared.

But suddenly, it began to collapse.

"Even if I'm dead, you guys better wash your necks! My seeds will kill you all! And tell that nimrod that he won't ever find that place! I won! I found it!" Progenitor laughed as he departed and transcended the dimensions.

Pridgeon and Lanterk were on full retreat as the powerful voice echoed out.

Near Jupiter...

A massive ship that floated in space, making it look like one of Jupiter's moons, continued to fly onwards toward Earth.

But all of a sudden, a light flashed, and a long beam of light appeared that was connected to the large spaceship.

The lights flashed and cracked and broke like glass. Afterward, no light was found.

Inside the ship, several Thrones had gathered on the massive main bridge of the ship and saw through the large window the destruction of the great link that was created.

All of Earth was within their hearing thanks to the power of the Principal.

Marrho stood with a shocked expression. He saw what to him was impossible! The power of a Mid-Tier Principal was broken!

"How?!" The confused Marrho stood in shock.

"I told Earth has surprises. Sure, your little Presider Wars that allowed several Presiders to become Conquerors were terrifying... But don't underestimate Earth!" Beside him was Renkerdis, who was once called Enderks.

"That power was similar to a Mid-Tier's power! So how did they detect it?!" Marrho asked again.

"It wasn't a they. It was a he. And that he is the Lost Primordial. But... he truly is dead. I'm guessing that was the last protocol he had in place to help his little... seeds, he called them." Principal Dormin appeared.

"Principal... Your power..."

"Eh... I'm not bothered. It used the Universe Energy of those dead Presiders anyway. Whatever's down on Earth is your problem. I can't sense any alterations of energy that would be at a Principal level. Good luck in your fights." Prince Dormin smiled and returned to his room.

As he moved back, a large smile was plastered on his face.

"I was right...! If I devour the winner of this match, I can finally become a Prime!"