The silence enveloped the dilapidated Ancestral Hall, as if in the long silence even ti had lost its aning.
It wasn't until the radiant yet annihilating sword light dissipated, as if it had never appeared, that the remaining six Angel Kings awoke from a short lapse, their expressions gradually recovering with an almost imperceptible trace of confusion.
Their thoughts seed to remain at the mont before witnessing that singular sword of the Eternal World.
Here, mory presented an extrely tiny gap, and even with the Position of Angel King, possessing near-immortal Spiritual traits and vast knowledge, they could not bear the mory of that sword that obliterated the only one in this world and erased causality.
Instinctively, they wanted to continue the conversation or thoughts from before.
But as the words reached their lips, they suddenly paused, a sense of indescribable dissonance, like sand stuck in gears, caused their fluent thoughts to stick.
Silence spread, one Angel King after another ceased speaking, and instead began to secretly communicate with their consciousness, trying to figure out the source of this sudden sense of anomaly.
"Did sothing just happen?" The Angel King of the War God Church was the first to speak. His combat intuition was the sharpest, and following his battle instincts, he seed to have sensed sothing.
"A fleeting sense of unease seed to brush through my heart like a shadow," the Earth Angel King softly responded. He was the most sensitive to the fluctuations within life and souls, yet was unable to pinpoint the source of the unease at this mont.
"It seems my secret authority was slightly triggered; I sensed a wave of so extrely high-level power. But when I carefully investigated, I found no problem," the Night Angel King's voice carried a trace of confusion. His authority involved secrets and the unknown, yet all his deductions pointed to everything being normal.
"This ruined temple absolutely has a problem!" the Sun Angel King of the Eternal Fierce Sun Church said gravely, his gaze instinctively turning to the altar, searching for sothing.
But before his eyes was only a completely ruined plaque, without any anomaly.
As the Angel Kings quickly exchanged minds, trying to find the root of the problem, the Sun Angel King representing the Eternal Fierce Sun noticed that the Knowledge Angel King, always known for his erudition and calm, was unusually silent, his head bowed low, not participating in their conversation.
"Knowledge, what's wrong with you?" the Sun Angel King couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing the call, the Knowledge Angel King, shrouded in starlight and runes, slowly raised his head.
He didn't answer directly, but reached into his robe to pull out a silver pocket watch with an ancient and intricate design. The hands of the watch were still, and the dial was engraved with complex and enigmatic star trajectories and ti inscriptions.
"I hold the Clock of Ti-Presence, symbolizing the uniqueness of the historical path," the Knowledge Angel King's voice was calm yet carried a barely discernible tremor, "Theoretically, it can observe the flow of ti across the world, monitor the past and the future, and even to so extent manipulate changes in history and ti."
"Theoretically, any anomaly in the ti dinsion of the whole world should be absolutely unmistakable to the eyes of the Clock of Ti-Presence."
"What problem did you discover?" asked the Steam Angel King, who was most concerned with anomalies involving rules and origins.
However, the Knowledge Angel King slowly shook his head, his tone filled with a profound helplessness: "That's precisely the problem.
Even with the uniqueness of the Clock of Ti-Presence, I could not detect any anomaly in the ti dinsion.
The flow of ti is normal, the historical threads are clear, there is no trace of modification or disturbance."
He paused, his voice turning more somber:
"This suggests that either everything just now was indeed our illusion, or the level of such change is so high that it is far beyond our cognitive range, even to the point where soone used a thod beyond our understanding to directly erase that segnt of history itself, making it impossible for the Clock of Ti-Presence to perceive its existence!"
Erase history?
These few words struck the hearts of the other Angel Kings like a heavy hamr.
With their Position, erasing history was just a minor affair, but the crux was that the importance of history would be constrained by the information it carried.
At this mont, the Seven Great Gods are awakening, and the Angel Kings have descended into the present world. The stability of history has reached unprecedented levels, making it difficult for even the Knowledge Angel King to bring about major directional changes.
In this scenario, erasing history related to the Angel Kings and the Seven Great Gods, the thod would be unimaginably terrifying.
The Sun Angel King furrowed his brow, casting a glance at Lu Yan, who watched them with a relaxed deanor, and the unease in his heart grew stronger.
"Could it be that this is all just an illusion? That this bizarre temple and that plaque have affected our perception?" He attempted to find a relatively plausible explanation.
"No!"
A cold and firm voice answered, not from the Knowledge Angel King, but from the Night Angel King, representing the Night Goddess.
As the only female among the Angel Kings, the Night Angel King wore a robe woven entirely of pure night, her face completely hidden in the deep darkness cast by her hood.
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