765. Eye See You

“Galia. Is that supposed to be... a Corrupted...?” Jury could not contain her voice.

Disbelief filled eyes as fear clawed at her throat.

“Trust your eyes. That’s the Punishing Bird. If size mattered with the Corrupted, then that would be stronger than a Paradise Lost Corrupted.”

“It’s larger than the Icon of Judgement?”

“Far larger.” Galia assured her. “I suggest you don’t try to wrap your mind around it. It’ll lead to self-destructive thoughts. Do you notice it now, Jury? The throes of the Oblivion Locks?”

The high-pitched screech of what sounded like one hundred thousand souls whizzed past the smoke. Occasionally, she would find a slit along the pale sky. The moving sky gradually came to a stop, revealing a long slit like someone had stabbed it.

Then, in the next instant, that slit trembled.

“The Corrupted is not our only threat.” Galia pronounced.

A teardrop formed in the corner of the slit before it split open, revealing a colossal, golden eye. It gazed down at them with such contempt that their clothes began to fizzle away as if being torn apart at the microscopic level.

Angel hair fell from the skies as more holes formed above. Many more eyes made themselves known, each as large as the moon it shielded.

The being was so massive that it eclipsed the entire city. How much more of it was hidden was not a thought that Jury could process.

Finally, she received the stats of the Punishing Bird.

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< APOCALYPSE >

< THE ARBITER’S TRUMPET HUMS ITS DIRGE >



Castigation Bird

< One sin written in one thousand words, but their voices unheard. One judgement made by one thousand eyes, yet they could not see. One punishment ordered for the thousands condemned, and it will be just >



AFFINITY: Judgement

LEVEL : 300 ORIGIN : Folklore

HP : 750,000,000

ATT : 150,000MAG ATT : 150,000ATT DEF : 120,000MAG DEF : 120,000

MP : 1,200,000

RESIST : 2,500AGI : 12

“Galia... how is that not our only threat?”

“The chains, Jury. They’re shattering.”

“Beholder Jury. Your orders?” A Seci Response Moon asked, bowing before her.

“Stay alive. Those are my only orders.” Jury calmly said.

Andra smirked in response.

“As for my Branch – Enjoy yourself to the fullest!”

* * *

The dimensional leak did not just occur in The First Bastion.

Midnight had finally struck.

Cracks and fissures formed across the Bellum Empire as chains shattered, creating tears into the Subcut Layer. The Underflow turned red in an instant as Sins poured into the waterways, the crevice’s, the caverns... there was no place untouched by the Sins beneath the Bellum Empire.

The fissures appeared even in the skies, dropping wrathful Sins crafted by the blood of man into Grandis. It was as though the fabric of the world had been stabbed, allowing its blood to pour into the world.

It appeared over mountains, drenching them red. No river was left untouched as waves of scarlet sloshed into three tree lines at the base of the mountains. Soon, they would reach the bastions of civilization, and an untold number of lives would be lost.

The flow was powerful, and it moved like a tidal wave, but it would take hours before it could reach these cities, and perhaps several days before it could consume all of Grandis.

One massive tear appeared over the skies of Mount Saris. The largest downpour spilled from the sacred mountain, the runaway forming coagulated Sins wherever it passed.

Finally, a bright, crimson light shone at the top of the mountain.

Four great, crimson wings spread across like a giant cross in the sky. They extend beyond the mountain ranges as three tails dug into space like they were reaching into a Dimensional Storage.

Sins and blood fell from those wings like waterfalls.

“One of the rare places in this world without Umbra’s bothersome Chains.” Uriel scoffed as she admired the fruition of her efforts.

Nothing pleased her more than seeing everything turn to the shade of red.

“You would’ve loved this too. But mankind tainted you. I wish I could share this sight with you before your kin took your life. Love? Compassion? Such a waste for things that aren’t elevated... Mankind was your undoing, my fallen Creator.”

Uriel and her colossal wings descended onto the peak of Mount Sairs. The summit was so large that it was like a plateau. She sunk her silver great blade into the stone, and with a single twist, it was engulfed by a red flame.

It erased the rock that entombed it.

Not even magma was left behind.

“Humanity will not get a second chance under my reign.”