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Chapter 799
Chapter 799: Chapter 180: The Punishment of Heaven Battle!
Chapter 799: Chapter 180: The Punishment of Heaven Battle!
“I have always stated that it was not I, but His wanton acts of violence that defeated Supreme Heaven.
Nor do I consider the credit for that battle to be my own.
“Ultimately, I replaced Supreme Heaven to become the Pillar God because at that time, I alone was capable of doing so.
As the only Celestial Marshal born from the Path of Strength and yet daring to defy Supreme Heaven, only I could take up that mantle...
After all, the throne must not be left hanging.”
Arthur turned his head and together with Aiwass, they looked towards the dim yellow sky.
...
He fell silent for a moment, then slowly began to speak, “Aside from myself, three other Pillar Gods directly participated in the ‘Punishment of Heaven’s Battle’, and two Pillar Gods did not enter the fray but provided assistance.
Including myself, a total of six Celestial Marshals joined the fight.
Two Celestial Marshals fell during this battle.
As for the Angel Envoys who joined, they were too numerous to count.
“After the battle, the fallen Angel Envoys caused the number of Phantom Demon Eggs solidified within the Material Realm to surge over sixty times in fifty years.
Five hundred years have passed, and there are still those Angel Envoys who fell during that battle who have not completed their resurrection and returned to the Dream Realm.”
Upon hearing this, Aiwass’ eyes widened.
Without a doubt, this was the most advanced knowledge of mysticism.
There is no book in the Material Realm that records it—the secrets of the transference of the Pillar God, disclosed personally by the party involved!
“In terms of contributions, my strength was no greater than those three Pillar Gods, my sacrifices no heavier than those two Celestial Marshals.
Those Angel Envoys are even more honorable.
“I still remember the ten tiers of battlegrounds forged within the Dream Realm.
What the people of the Material Realm saw when they looked up was but the White Dragon clashing with the Crimson Bear on the lowest tier...
and it was also the tier closest to the Material Realm.
“Supreme Heaven was knocked down layer by layer, the Source River of Strength was soaked in blood.
His myriad warriors clashed with the gods in the boundless Dreamland, fighting Angel Envoys in every corner of the Dream Realm.
“When it was my turn, He was unprecedentedly weakened.
Yet even so, I was brought to the brink of death seven times during that struggle—both He and I possessed the ability to recover from near-death states.
I slew Him six times, and He slew me seven times.
The seventh brush with death was the closest to eternal demise.
“By then, my Sword had already shattered, my strength completely exhausted.
And Supreme Heaven was almost there too—His blood was spilt across the land, seeping from the Dream Realm into the Material Realm.
“I knew that I had to be victorious.
For if I failed, then all previous sacrifices would have been meaningless—Supreme Heaven would still be the supreme ruler of Strength.
Even if His divine form crumbled, His Angel Envoys all annihilated, He would eventually resurrect from the Source River again.
“—Only by using ‘Strength’ to defeat Him, proving that He was no longer the chief of ‘Strength’, could His divine power be stripped away.”
…So that’s it.
To kill a Pillar God with brute force, one must ultimately transcend the adversary from the Path they govern…
Aiwass took the secrets recounted personally by Arthur to heart, carefully remembering them.
—Perhaps this knowledge would be useful in the future.
No wonder Arthur wasn’t pretending anymore and suddenly revealed so many secrets—they were indeed in the crevices of time!
“In the Dream Realm, if time ceases to flow by its normal rules, the horizon will always display a dusk-like amber hue.
Remember this when you are in other dreams...
It signifies that the Eye of Amber is watching you.”
As the Silver-Crowned Dragon watched the sunset, he said, “That is the Eye of Amber.”
As Arthur uttered these words, the seemingly endless twilight began to dissolve.
Nightfall began to set in.
And Aiwass was still speaking, “I do have a small question...
What exactly is the Magic Cauldron?
The Giants survive by relying on the Magic Cauldron, right?”
“—The Magic Cauldron?”
It wasn’t Arthur who replied to Aiwass, but a somewhat familiar voice: “Ah, I know this one!”
He turned around in surprise and, sure enough, saw that familiar figure—
He had unkempt short black hair, a monocle covering his left eye.
Wrapped in a blue robe, with a sharp sword at his waist, and wearing a frivolous smile on his face.
—It was Merlin in his youth!
Aiwass looked around and also saw the familiar figure of Lancelot I.
He looked almost exactly as Aiwass had seen at the last promotion ceremony, only much younger.
He appeared to be even younger than Merlin.
Besides them, there were a dozen Knights starting fires and setting up camp.
They all looked over curiously but nobody came forward to inquire about Aiwass’s identity.
Clearly, the unpleasant tasks had once again fallen to Merlin.
“The secret of the Magic Cauldron is quite simple.
It’s a special skill of the Giant Priests.
Perform a ritual with ninety-nine suffering souls and ninety-nine like-colored gems, seek the divine power of the Supreme Heaven, and you can create a Giant’s Magic Cauldron that produces endless food.
However, there are actually only seven real Magic Cauldrons, each possessing the magic to raise people from the dead...
But even a man-made Magic Cauldron, through Divine Arts, can resurrect warriors who died within seven days,” explained Merlin as he pushed up his monocle with a smirking smile.
“I’ve answered your question, so how about you answer one of mine, okay?
“May I ask, who are you?”
“—Merlin, do not be impertinent.”
It was at this moment that Arthur suddenly spoke.
His authoritative and icy silver-grey eyes gazed at Merlin, silencing him instantly.
The blue-robed Mage bowed respectfully, “As you command, my King.”
“This is Sir Helquinn...
I have summoned his Heroic Spirit through a ritual to fight alongside us.”
Ah?
Aiwass looked at Arthur in astonishment.
—Does this mean I am a Heroic Spirit summoned by King Arthur?