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Not one, not two.

But a hundred and fourteen beams of magic power soaring into the sky.

Even the Sun Furnace used by Shiayar at that ti with the Black Knight cha, barely utilized rely two beams.

However, unlike Shiayar.

As a pure chanic, Su Lun, in his Magic Workshop, was able to control multiple Sun Furnaces simultaneously in an array.

A hundred and fourteen Sun Furnaces, compounded through the arrangent of the Magical Array, achieving a result greater than the sum of its parts.

This is the maximum number that Su Lun could manage with his spiritual power, in a completely overloaded state.

Then, at one hundred and twenty percent, exceeding the preset safety threshold, the Sun Furnaces began operating almost madly.

The light was gathering.

Endless magical brilliance slowly converged, compressed, and accumulated within Su Lun's domain.

It was light that could rival the explosion of a supernova.

Back then, Shiayar, piloting the Black Knight cha, relied on a simplified version of the Sun Furnace, reduced in power for portability, enough to destroy a small village.

And at this mont, under the aggregation of the Magical Array, a full hundred and fourteen fully operating Sun Furnaces.

If this power were fully unleashed, even Florence, the capital of the Sacred Court, protected by several Saints and ancient Sacred Relics, would be obliterated in an instant.

Apart from the few Saints within the Sacred Court, who could rival Demigods with the enchantnt of the Sacred Relics, there would be no survivors.

However, Su Lun's target was naturally not so insane as to be directed at the Sacred Court Florence, with nearly a million residents.

The focus of light slowly moved.

It was not directed at any place within the Main Material Plane.

Instead, under the guidance of Su Lun's spiritual power, it pointed to a coordinate that does not exist in reality.

The coordinate marked was not a point in space—

But a node in ti.

And then—

Launch.

...

Boom—

At this mont, in Florence, the capital of the Sacred Court, within the Sumr Flower Cathedral, countless Sacred Relics roared and humd with a warning.

Each Saint, who had been secluded deep within the cathedral for decades, even centuries, never appearing before the world, and thought by outsiders to have long passed, awoke, alertly scanning the entire Sacred Court.

This had never occurred since the early years of the Holy Calendar when the Sumr Flower Cathedral was constructed as the headquarters of the Dawn Church in Florence.

Even if an Evil God descended in godly form upon the Sumr Flower Cathedral, it would not cause every Sacred Relic to erupt with such extensive warnings.

Unless the descent was not just an avatar, but the true essence of an Evil God.

Undoubtedly, sothing terrifying had happened.

Yet—

No matter how the Saints of the Dawn Church searched and examined within the Sacred Court, they couldn't find the source causing the Sacred Relics to give such warnings.

Because from the beginning, the source of the warning was never in the spatial dinsion.

Instead, it was from the axis of ti.

In the folded sub-dinsion, within Su Lun's workshop domain.

Bright light shot out.

Not towards any location existing in the real world.

But it followed the imprint along the flow of ti, moving upwards, towards a distant past that did not belong to this era.

Within the "Golden Dawn," plotting in secrecy, was the resurrection of the original Sun God, the creator, upon the body of Shiayar.

Su Lun did not know by what ans this was being achieved, nor where the so-called Sun God, the creator, presently was.

Hidden in the depths of the Astral Realm like other remaining Evil Gods? Or perhaps the Sun God had already fallen, with only a spiritual or conceptual contingency left sowhere in the Spirit Realm.

However, all Su Lun knew was—

She did not want to see the black-haired boy from her mory beco a figure of unrecognizable brilliance.

And because of this—

Since the source of the sche could not be found along the reality's tiline, nor the existence of the Ancient Sun God.

Then, proceed to the era when the Ancient Sun God and the creator still existed.

Where there is cause, there must be effect, and vice versa holds true as well.

No matter how well hidden the adversary, when they prepare to resurrect upon Shiayar's body, the "effect" materializes, and the "cause" that is the origin reveals itself, becoming abundantly clear.

Travel through the river of ti.

Directly shatter the cause of all conspiracies, the true root.

This is undoubtedly a plan that is audacious and could be described as arrogant.

Crossing the river of ti, conducting an assault that reverses effect for cause.

This feat could not be achieved even by the true Deities, only a few Sacred Relics from the dawn of creation could muster this power.

And yet, even those Sacred Relics that could interfere with the Ti Law, have extrely stringent restrictions and constraints, where the more potent the target, the greater the limitation, especially if they are crucial to the course of history.

And undoubtedly.

In terms of importance to the course of history, who else could be worthy of ntion alongside the original Sun God, the creator.

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