Chapter 22: "Door"

Chapter 22: "Door"

"I knew you'd say something like that." Adam spoke as he walked out of the gothic-style room's shadows, which were still illuminated by the blood light of the moon, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Bethel shook his head and spoke lightly.

"Adam, you make it sound so bad. It's not that I don't want to help; it's just that no matter how hard I tried, nothing would change. My "Door" authority is far from enough."

Adam approached Bethel, taking a moment to look around the room before speaking.

"There's a lot on the line now, Bethel." While looking out the window at the blood moon behind the Bethel, Adam said. "Much more than you can imagine."

"I believe I understand what's at stake, Adam. But it cannot change the facts." Bethel stated sternly.

"My "Door" authority will have no effect on the barrier, as I am a still king of angels, not a god."

"And the anchor that allowed the moon's power to bypass the barrier is also extremely powerful."

"As you can see, Amanines, Leodero, Herabergan, and even Solomon have already used their power to stop it. However, it has only reduced some of its power."

"How do you expect me to accomplish what you want?"

"I know, but believe me." Adam stated. "And simply exert your authority. It may give them more off a chance."

"Ouroboros." Adam called unexpectedly as he turned to look backwards.

A man with long silver hair and white angelic wings appeared in the room, wearing white robes and holding a silver cross.

"Adam.." Ouroboros' tone was apathetic as he nodded to greet Adam, but he just stared at Bethel, with no intention of reciprocating.

"You came well-prepared." As he saw this, Bethel said.

Adam made no comment on this, but he did address an important issue. "If your situation becomes critical, Ouroboros will use "reboot" to help you and let us escape." The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

"So you want me to believe you?" Bethel finally asked, even though he stood before two kings of angels, his eyes unfalteringly calm. "An visionary at that."

"You don't have much of choice." Adam's tone was calm, and Bethel couldn't figure out whether this was a threat or if he was simply stating facts given the circumstances.

The mother goddess of depravity's countless eyes were filled with madness and anger as they gazed at Bethel.

Bethel's figure began to tremble as mother goddess of depravity appeared, and blood began to dye his clothes. His blue eyes had begun to turn crimson.

But, Bethel's expression remained unchanged as he stood before the pillar of cosmos without fear or panic.

"Can you maintain it?" Ouroboros asked, having noticed his condition.

"Everything is fine. We managed to stop some of its influence, but it's still not enough," Despite the situation, Bethel said calmly, shaking his head towards Adam.

On Earth, the brilliance of a blood moon that was beginning to fade, restored under the roar of mother goddess of depravity.

Adam nodded as his aura faded and became noticeably weaker than it had been. Even so, he didn't care and looked through the barrier at the mother goddess of depravity.

When the mother goddess of depravity gazed at Adam, 'its' rage increased all of a sudden, as evidenced by the reverberating roars in the astral world.

When Adam realised this, his expression was still indifferent without slight change.

Before, he didn't proclaim that the 'connection of cosmos is severed with the authority of door taking effect,' because even he couldn't do something like that in his current state.

"It's now up to them." Adam's voice echoed out in the astral realm. "We did everything we could..."

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The brilliance of a golden sun and crimson moon illuminated the vast starry space, causing the entire snowy planet to collapse completely, with the entire planet literally breaking into pieces soon.

A handsome man appeared floating right before the vast sun. Despite the fact that the man was tiny in comparison to the golden sun, the divine aura emanating from him completely dwarfed the golden sun.

He was dressed in silver armour that gleamed in the sun's rays. He was wielding a long white spear with golden streaks down it.

The man wore no helmet visor, exposing his face with angular features and golden iris, which glowed and surged like a burning sun behind him.

Aucuses raised his spear to the crimson moon and declared, his voice reverberating across the vast starry space.

"I say it's ineffective!"