Chapter 770
Chapter 770
Chapter 770: Chapter 153 Aiwass: How about cutting another piece?
Chapter 770: Chapter 153 Aiwass: How about cutting another piece?
Once a flaw was realized, further contemplation only widened the gap.
Aiwass quickly discovered that the timeline provided by the professor didn’t match up, either.
In Aiwass’s recollection, it should have been three years after the “Ring of Ouroboros” ritual was initiated that the Serpent Celestial Marshal began their ascension ceremony.
By that time, most of the Celestial Marshals had died, leaving the Dream Realm empty, a great feat accomplished by gathering the Serpent Celestial Marshal.
But what the professor mentioned was that this year — that is, in 1899, the Serpent Celestial Marshal would complete “Patricide.”
This was impossible.
...
Because according to the normal timeline, the Serpent Celestial Marshal’s great feat, the “Ring of Ouroboros” plan, didn’t even have a trace!
“The beginning of the game’s history starts from the junction of autumn and winter in 1898 — the first event was my sacrifice by the people of Noble Red.
If we take this event as the starting point...”
Aiwass murmured.
In the game, the Cruel Autumn began in the autumn of 1899, and afterward version 2.0 started.
Version 3.0 began in June 1900.
By then, the Fallen Celestial Marshal, who had been overthrown, had already completed a massive slaughter, establishing a reign of terror over the Antimony Kingdom and even affecting the stability of the occupied territory of Avalon.
The professor just mentioned that on May 5th, the Rose Cross Society had a sacred ritual to conduct.
Could it be the same event?
After all, the “Rose Cross” is a secret society; how could their sacred rituals possibly bring people in to watch from all over the world?
What if it was learned by others?
Unless their goal was to attract these powerful individuals.
Although Aiwass didn’t know the specific date of the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s descent...
because their perspective at the time was focused on the Holy Nation and Avalon.
They had no idea what was happening in Antimony.
But inferring from nearby time points, the first Ring of Ouroboros ritual was very likely to have started on May 5, 1900 — since 5 is the sacred number of Balance, very suitable for unlocking the world’s limits.
Those Ritualists were extremely cautious and cherished their lives.
The first Ring of Ouroboros ritual had to have as high a success rate as possible, simplification was out of the question.
Thus, the correct day was essential.
Three years later, on August 3, 1903, a great change occurred in heaven and earth...
the Ring of Ouroboros achieved elevation.
And due to Aiwass’s influence, current history had undergone another major change —
“The Succubus Emma triggered a war, and since the chaos in the Holy Nation had not yet occurred, Avalon was successfully sheltered.
Now that Antimony has been bombarded by the Gryphon Legion for three months, coupled with the Holy Nation now overtly standing with Avalon...
Anti-war sentiment in Antimony must be at its peak.
“At the same time, the Armed Gargoyles have not yet been developed, and there has been a rebellion in the Narcissus Territory where the Mage Legion is located.
But Antimony’s economy has collapsed due to goblin interference for many years, and unemployment is extremely high.
They cannot afford to pay reparations to Avalon to cease hostilities, nor can they show weakness to Avalon.
They can only keep telling the people of Antimony ‘Our primary issue at the moment is the rebellion of the Narcissus people’ to gloss over the Avalon problem.
“However, the problem must eventually be resolved.
The nobles of Antimony are desperately eager for the power to end the war...
Hence the Ring of Ouroboros ritual had to be advanced by a year.
Which is this year...
May 5, 1899.”
Once this date is missed, the next initiation might have to wait until next year.
“...
Then, I still need to make a trip to Antimony,”
It wasn’t that he wanted to chase after his mentor.
It was because he had to save some “resources.”
The Ring of Ouroboros ceremony was to take place in early May.
Once the ceremony was grounded, Antimony would be swallowed by the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s terrestrial domain, and demons would take direct control of the entire territory.
By then, entering and exiting the country would be highly dangerous, and the higher the energy level of the Transcendent, the more dangerous it would be—because it might attract the attention of the Fallen Celestial Marshal himself.
Before that, Aiwass needed to sneak into Antimony to scout things out: urgently poach valuable talents, take them by force if they can’t be persuaded, as it would be a pity if something like the death of Archimedes happened again.
Originally, the Ring of Ouroboros ceremony wouldn’t have taken place at this time but on this day next year.
If important figures who would have been fine end up killed in the capital because of the schedule advancing by a year, Aiwass felt that he would also have to take some responsibility.
He also needed to quickly explore the ruins that must be scouted and take possession of ownerless treasures.
—Just right, in April, Aiwass would have to meet up with his archaeology mentor.
Before May, he had to quickly evacuate people...
so the old man didn’t end up dead.
“So busy...”
Aiwass felt a wave of headache.
The promotion ceremony, the Pope’s election...
and right after, he’d have to make a trip to Antimony.
“If only I had some sort of cloning ability...”
Aiwass muttered subconsciously, “The ‘Egg Moon Manual’ seems to be able to split off a part of oneself...”
He had not finished speaking when he paused for a moment.
Then he shuddered.
—You can’t split!
Nor should you cut!
The Serpent Celestial Marshal probably had the same thought back then, but as a result, he cut loose an Aiwass, who now spends every day scheming for power and position...
If Aiwass cut a piece off as well, there might appear a “New Aiwass.”
“...
Can it only be said that it’s really worthy of me?
Even my thoughts are consistent...”
Aiwass laughed at himself in self-derision.
At this moment, Lady Grace finally made her tardy entrance.
She panted as she pushed open the large door, relieved that she had at least made it.
“I haven’t even got on the carriage yet...”
She was complaining, slowing from a run to a stroll as she walked in.
But then she looked up and saw little Aiwass in the birdcage.
Grace was immediately startled, “Your Majesty Titania!
How come...
how come you’ve locked up Aiwass!”
“...
Ah?!
What did you say?”
Hearing someone call out her name, the sleeping Titania suddenly woke up.
For that instant, her face didn’t bear the maturity of a queen but appeared rather childishly innocent and even somewhat bewilderingly panicked.
Just like a little girl who had been abruptly called upon by her teacher while sleeping in class.
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