A God looking down at an insignificant bug.
The feeling Sol had felt while looking at the ant returned once more. But this ti the feeling was more intense, and the creature he was looking down at wasn’t an ant, but a human.
This sensation of being able to dictate another’s life was extrely intoxicating.
It was similar to the euphoria Sol always felt when he took off a bracelet, but this ti the feeling was amplified.
Everything was amplified.
Sol’s body continued to overflow with power causing steam to pour out of his pores. Through this steam, the crescent moon tattoo could be seen flickering on Sol’s forehead. It was much clearer than before.
In the midst of this suffusing intoxicating feeling of power, Sol raised his hand towards the paled face Adalhard.
At the sa ti, Adalhard saw the being in the sky raise its hand, and an extrely archaic aura engulfed the whole battlefield.
This was the hand of a God-like being, nothing in creation could oppose its might.
Seeing this scene and feeling this archaic aura, Adalhard’s scalp imdiately beca numb, and his heart rate increased, filling his ears with loud thumping noises.
If this didn’t convince Adalhard that this projection was of Sol, then the crescent moon tattoo that was also on the projection’s forehead would clear all the doubt he had.
"J-Just who are you?! What kind of power is this?!"
Adalhard howled in panic, rage, and fear. If felt like he was going to go crazy. But as Sol raised his hand, the feeling of death engulfed him and caused chills to seep into his bones.
"No! Impossible! I refuse to accept this!!"
Adalhard released a mad howl as his hand started to form continuous hand seals. As his hand created shadows moving from one seal to another, a crazy look appeared in his eyes. He seed to have gone completely mad in the face of his eminent death.
Suddenly, a hand ford at his stump from his Holy Energy. This newly ford hand then began weaving hand seals as well.
After each dozen hand seals Adalhard weaved, a strange and profound aura slowly began to form around him. anwhile, blood was continuously dripping from his eyes, mouth, ears, and nose.
With a final hand seal, the aura around Adalhard actually beca archaic, similar to the aura Sol’s projection was releasing.
Although this took a while to explain, from Adalhard starting his hand seals and completing his final one, it actually happened extrely fast. Adalhard must have weaved hundreds, if not thousands of hand seals in re monts.
After he finished weaving hand seals, Adalhard then slamd his palms on the ground.
"LORD GA-ON, GIVE STRENGTH!!"
Adalhard roared out, the mad look in his eyes increasing to new heights.
BANG!
The archaic aura around Adalhard exploded, but he also coughed out a mouth full of blood before listlessly falling onto the ground. Sothing had gone wrong, why was his life force being used so extensively?
The battlefield that was engulfed by Sol’s projection’s archaic air now had two powers clashing on equal footing.
A thirty-ter Divine Projection of a figure appeared above Adalhard. This figure was golden and had indistinguishable features, but it seed to resemble a man.
When this figure appeared, his re presence caused the world to beco deathly silent. He was the manifestation of Adalhard’s beliefs and faith. An incarnation of Lord Ga-On, one of the seven followers of the Goddess of death and destruction, Keres.
At this ti, Adalhard’s body shook, and his appearance visibly aged while his hair turned gray. Looking at him at this mont, he seed to have aged about a hundred years.
And indeed, he had.
To summon Lord Ga-On’s incarnation, Adalhard had use a forbidden technique of his Church. This technique was only exclusive to the Cardinals, but he had managed to learn a part of it.
However, this power was simply beyond anything the current him could handle, so he directly lost a large portion of his vitality as a consequence of using this forbidden technique.
But Adalhard seed not to care for his condition, and he slowly raised his head to glare at Sol who had stopped so distance away.
When the Divine Projection of Lord Ga-On appeared, not only Sol but the hand of his projection in the sky paused due to the power from this golden figure.
However, sothing strange happened. Lord Ga-On’s projection abruptly looked up at Sol’s projection in the sky.
The projection Adalhard summoned was only a manifestation of his faith, so the projection held no sentience. However, when its gaze t Sol’s projection, a light flickered in its eyes as if it had gained consciousness.
Lord Ga-On’s projection then looked away from Sol’s projection and onto Sol himself.
"Thou art a Child of the Titans?"
An archaic voice suddenly reverberated across the battlefield.
The power in this voice was terrifying and it gave one the feeling that if they did not bow down and worship this figure imdiately it would be blasphemous.
Sol’s hand dropped to his side, and he looked at this figure silently.
This didn’t seem like Sol. He was different. As if his body was being controlled by a power and was acting in self-defense. But this power seed to loath Lord Ga-On, as Sol’s face suddenly contorted into a grim expression, while the look in his eyes contained so much disgust it was indescribable.
Adalhard, who was no longer in control of his projection, was first stunned, but upon hearing the voice, his body shook, and he instinctively bowed and cried out.
"Praise Lord Ga-On!"
As Adalhard knelt on the ground his body began to tremble uncontrollably. He didn’t understand what was going on. Did he actually summon his Lord Ga-On? Or was it because of that brat?
Lord Ga-On ignored Adalhard and acted as if he didn’t exist. He instead cast a cursory glance at Sol before lifting his hand.
"rely a child of the Titans but thou dare show such contemptuousness toward ?"
Lord Ga-On then grasped at Sol’s projection in the sky and the world seed to contort with a sudden twist of his wrist.
The Heavenly Laws in the area were imdiately forced to bend to his Will. This was power beyond one’s imagination, the power comparable to a God.
Inside Sol’s body, a loud bang echoed out and he then stumbled several steps back while blood spurted from his mouth.
In the sky, his projection slowly dissipated while the aura around him began to wane.
With another grasp of Lord Ga-On’s hand, Sol’s body stiffen before he rose into the air.
Lord Ga-On then glanced at the crescent moon on Sol’s forehead and his eyes showed imnse greed.
Swoosh!
Sol’s body flew through the air to stop in front of Lord Ga-On, and without hesitation, his large finger tapped Sol’s forehead.
Sol imdiately released a cry of agony. The pain was worse than the backlash he received before. It was a type of pain no human should feel. But it was only getting stronger and stronger as the crescent moon was being torn from his very soul.
Adalhard looked up from his knelt position at this and he couldn’t understand what was going on. Everything was happening too fast.
As Lord Ga-On extracted Sol’s crescent moon, the greed in his eyes continued to increase by the second. It seed as if he was about to receive a Heavenly Treasure the likes of which he could only dream of obtaining.
But who would have thought he would stumble upon a defenseless child Titan through one of his followers’ manifestations?
Lord Ga-On didn’t want to waste ti so he moved fast to retrieve the crescent moon.
However, as Lord Ga-On was on the verge of ripping the crescent moon from a screaming Sol’s soul, a golden light suddenly burst from Sol’s forehead that had Lord Ga-On stumbling back several steps.
Shock filled Lord Ga-On’s eyes as he looked at Sol floating in the air with golden rays emanating from his body. anwhile, on his forehead, the tattoo of a small sun appeared between his crescent moon.
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