When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1247: 529: Let Everyone See It

Chapter 1247: Chapter 529: Let Everyone See It

The attitude of the Fallen Celestial Marshal towards Aiwass shocked everyone present.

Even though it was filled with malice and hatred, the underlying attitude was incredibly real—

—the high and mighty Fallen Celestial Marshal, at this mont, actually regarded Aiwass as an equal with whom he could communicate!

The few who had previously entered the Tower of Heaven ruins with Aiwass imdiately recalled Aiwass’s dialogue with the Fallen Celestial Marshal at that ti:

[—I am not a serpent. I am a mortal enemy with serpents, and Lucifer has acknowledged my revenge! I am the key that the serpent uses to open the gate, and now I shall betray my mission…]

[—What difference does a serpent make from a snake tail!]

This was how the Fallen Celestial Marshal responded.

Could it be…

Saint John, who understood divine secrets, detected the truth even faster.

—the Serpent that can communicate equally with and is even hated by the Fallen Celestial Marshal… aside from the Serpent Father, could only be the Son of the Serpent Father.

That is the Serpent Celestial Marshal known as “Ouroboros”!

“Lord Aivars is… part of the Serpent Celestial Marshal?”

Saint John murmured.

She had already suspected this truth. Aiwass’s strength was increasing too rapidly… not only the level of ability advancing quickly but also mastering extraordinary skills at an accelerated pace. It felt more like “rembering” rather than “learning”… However, she had initially guessed it was the Butterfly Celestial Marshal or the offspring of the Butterfly Celestial Marshal.

Because the Butterfly Celestial Marshal innately possesses the skill of “shedding skin,” often leaving behind only its strength and shell while transforming the soul into a mortal. After experiencing a mundane life, returning to the Dream Realm… This so-called Zhuang Zhou dreaming he was a butterfly fits the concept of “rembering.”

But now it appears to be the Serpent Celestial Marshal…

In a certain sense, there are similarities between “eating its tail” and “shedding skin.”

But the difference lies in…

“The snake tail of Ouroboros…”

Saint John’s expression turned serious: “But it is destined to be devoured by Ouroboros.”

Serpents and snake tails are mortal enemies.

“According to the Holy Scripture… although it’s unclear why, the Serpent Celestial Marshal has a habit of cutting off part of its soul, placing it in the Material Realm, waiting for it to mature and beco powerful, then killing and devouring it.”

Saint John whispered to the others: “The Serpent Celestial Marshal has repeated this cycle many tis. That avatar is called ‘the snake tail.’

“…Hmph.”

The Fallen Celestial Marshal’s lips curved slightly, letting out a mysterious cold laugh.

Of course, he knew why—but he did not want to tell these people.

These people, who had never been betrayed, were unworthy of receiving the “solution to the puzzle” he had obtained at a great cost.

He endured the price of his own naivety, suffered the pain, and experienced the despair of betrayal.

These people hadn’t paid any price, are so naive—what right do they have to obtain this knowledge?

“Rember? You used to tell stories of heroes.”

The Fallen Celestial Marshal turned to look at Aiwass, his voice calm: “Faced with the world about to be destroyed, the hero raises the Holy Sword to challenge the Demon King… A great story, even my heart was stirred.”

Aiwass’s brows furrowed slightly.

He certainly had no related mories because he was not the Serpent Celestial Marshal.

Aiwass looked down at the people on the ground, shaking his head slightly. Indicating to hold off on engaging the BOSS—the Fallen Celestial Marshal still seed to have sothing to say, perhaps one could glean so key intelligence.

After all, he really didn’t have the previous mories of the Serpent Celestial Marshal.

And the Serpent Celestial Marshal… would eventually beco his great enemy.

“With every sunrise and sunset, you would tell a new story. The new story following the old story, I once believed they were real events that happened, even wanting to travel the world searching for the ‘hero.’

What is this, One Thousand and One Nights? Serpent Celestial Marshal is posting daily…

Aiwass thought to himself sarcastically.

“But what troubled most was what happened after the hero saved the world. People always fail to realize that this person is the hero who saved the world, speaking arrogantly in the presence of the mighty hero; or even knowing the hero defeated the Demon King, they don’t understand what grave peril the world faced.

“People forget history because they’ve never witnessed despair.”

And the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s thodical, low voice continued to resound in the sky word by word: “You say, the snake tail—unbeknownst to anyone a salvation, did it have aning?”

Aiwass remained silent for a while.

Seeing that the Fallen Celestial Marshal still didn’t intend to attack, he realized that the Marshal was genuinely asking him a question, not engaging in self-questioning.

“…Of course it does.”

Aiwass replied: “aning is not given by others, it is obtained from within oneself.”

“…Hah.”

The Fallen Celestial Marshal’s lips curved slightly: “Do you know how the serpent responded?”

—Don’t you know I’m not a serpent?

Sotis calling a serpent, sotis calling a snake tail, you’re quite flexible…

Aiwass thought critically.

But this ti it wasn’t a question.

The Fallen Celestial Marshal directly gave the answer: “He said, ‘saving the world must be a secret, never to be known to people’.”

“…Why?”

Cardinal Galatea asked directly, without a trace of fear.

The Fallen Celestial Marshal slightly lowered his head to look at Cardinal Galatea, and answered, “Because if soone witnesses a miracle, it is tantamount to creating a god. But there are no gods in this world. No being can solve all problems and alleviate all suffering. Therefore, the task of creating gods is destined for failure and will only invite despair.

“When faced with difficulties, people will pray for help to a ‘god.’ But even if a hero can defeat the Demon King, it doesn’t an he can bring happiness to everyone. The weight of wishes will ultimately crush all human virtue, and unfulfilled desires will turn into resentnt. Even a hero can fall into malice and beco a Demon King.

“The serpent said—never let people know how far you can go.”

The words of the Fallen Celestial Marshal were unexpectedly wise, calm, and profound.

It was unlike the Fallen Celestial Marshal seen in the gaps of the world before, or the one who had just erased the Fly Demon.

Yet at this mont, the smile on the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s lips suddenly spread.

“—Since he said it, then I will do the opposite.”

Unabashedly displaying his strong malevolence, the Fallen Celestial Marshal chuckled darkly, “Before the people, reveal all your power! Oh hero…

“Let the people know your strength!”

The Fallen Celestial Marshal did nothing, his power did not overflow.

Yet in the next mont, the sky turned into a mirror, revealing images within.

The entire sky above Star Antimony turned into a gigantic “silent screen”!

Their confrontation at that mont was captured and projected onto the heavens by the Incubi under the Fallen Angel’s command!

Everyone on Star Antimony could see it by looking up at the sky.

Even the sky in areas surrounding Star Antimony was transford into a screen by the projection of the ritual!

Yulia’s eyes suddenly widened.

—Was the whole world watching this now?!

For her, Avalon, Iris Flower, and Star Antimony constituted the entire world.

Intense unease and tension made her heart pound.

“…Was this the ritual you prepared earlier?”

Looking at all this, Aiwass smiled instead.

He raised an eyebrow and said calmly, “So, have you already prepared for your defeat?”

In truth, Aiwass’ real fear was that the Fallen Celestial Marshal would directly attack Yulia.

But the Fallen Celestial Marshal disdained doing such a thing. Because his purpose was not to distress “Aiwass,” but to target the Serpent Celestial Marshal.

Or rather—the enemy the Fallen Celestial Marshal faced was always the “serpent.” As the snake tail, Aiwass was rely a sweet complent to the feast of revenge for him. Compared to Aiwass the person, what he represented was more worthy of the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s humiliation.

So…

A thought arose in Aiwass’ mind, and he suddenly stopped speaking.

“Figured it out?”

The Fallen Celestial Marshal grinned broadly: “Too late.”

Without extending a hand, Aiwass was suddenly seized and levitated in mid-air.

In the next instant, vibrant, colorful Marks of Sin appeared on Aiwass’ body—

The seven-colored, six-fold rings spread out centered on Aiwass, locking him in the middle. The rings looked like the ones binding the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s hair, only magnified countless tis.

“—Strike now!”

Ligeia was the first to react.

Although they had just gone through two battles and hadn’t had ti to recover their injuries, stamina, and mana…but they couldn’t just stand by and watch the Fallen Celestial Marshal act against Aiwass!

It was an opportune mont as the Fallen Celestial Marshal seed to be channeling so spell!

However, the Fallen Celestial Marshal completely ignored them, without even a glance.

“Pride, Envy, Lust, Wrath, Greed, Sloth…”

With the sharp right claw “index finger” extended, he counted and nad each Great Sin Aiwass bore. With each na uttered, a ring corresponded by enlarging slightly, vibrantly resonating with the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s “calling.”

“—Oh dear, which should I choose? It’s so hard to decide.”

Aiwass could distinctly feel a familiar tearing sensation within his body—as the Mark of Sin was activated, his flesh was surging and mutating. Intense negative emotions were swelling in his heart, but they were like rootless duckweed, unable to perfectly rge with Aiwass’ present self…thus his muscles bulged beneath his skin but couldn’t break through to erge outside.

But that was only “temporary.”

The Mark of Sin was continuously receiving energy from the Fallen Celestial Marshal, like an open faucet filling a pool. Although it was empty now, and as the water level rose, so did the pressure…but ultimately the water would spill over.

Yet Aiwass was not overly flustered.

He was currently able to attract the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s attention, allowing his teammates the opportunity to strike!

Though using a healer as a tank to draw aggro might sound risky…as long as the healer didn’t die, it wouldn’t be a total disaster!

The flas of the Defiant Fla Butterfly shone directly on the Fallen Celestial Marshal, who made no attempt to dodge, leaving only a faint azure fla glowing where the black bone armor was scorched; the Great Guardian was the first to rush forward, riding the Gryphon and shrouded in a storm, striking the Fallen Celestial Marshal heavily with the twin blades blessed by Saint John!

The crisp clash of blades was heard, but the Fallen Celestial Marshal showed no reaction.

He casually waved his hand as if shooing away a fly. The invisible surge instantly knocked the Great Guardian to the ground—

While a Lightless Shield instantly ford beneath him, completely absorbing Insect Amber’s Petrification Light!