Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 48 The Past of the God of Time and Space

48: Chapter 48: The Past of the God of Time and Space

48 -48: The Past of the God of Time and Space

The airship had reached within 200 kilometers of Clotho City, but could go no further.

Thunder ravaged the skies, with flashes of lightning streaking one after another, and the sound of thunder rumbling incessantly, roaring across the heavens.

A dense web of lightning formed, encircling the entirety of Clotho City at its center.

Thunder rolled in the sky; even though it was twilight, it glowed as if it were daytime.

The ground also trembled violently, and the sound of thunder roared from beneath the earth.

Clotho City, shivering under the protection of a silvery white barrier.

The three Cardinals of the Noble Temple floated in midair, their eyes tightly shut, faces expressionless.

Behind them emerged three faintly translucent figures, Divine Envoys of the God of Nobility.

Such a degree of Divine Descent was beyond the reach of mere mortals.

Fran dared not approach any closer, and the three could only watch with heavy hearts as Clotho City was bathed in the light of thunder.

Fortunately, the Priests of the God of Time and Space, although not very devout, were plentiful in number.

The dark and oppressive sky, flashing and thundering for over an hour.

Regrettably, no matter how earth-shattering or ground-breaking the event, the protective barrier of Clotho City, though it trembled continuously as if it would break at any moment, stubbornly held on.

The three felt slightly relieved.

Fran said, “Look for Dionysio, where is he?

It’s impossible that he would only send these three Cardinals into battle.”

Hill searched for a long time, but found nothing.

He said hesitantly, “Those Legendary ones came back, didn’t they, including the one from the Love Temple?”

Fran shook his head, “Those have already fulfilled their missions.

Dionysio won’t risk them anymore.

Now, everything is beyond the concern of mortals.”

Hill had never felt so weak and helpless, even with his powerful grandfather standing beside him.

Even the airship, once thought to be very powerful, could now only hide within the clouds.

This is a world where Deities exist.

Even if it always felt far away, when one truly confronts the Deities one day, one can only feel how weak mortals are.

Fran sighed genuinely, “Legendary Mages travel everywhere, seeking the truth of the world, and exploring the origins of life.

Is it also because of such shocks?”

No wonder many Legendary Mages, upon reaching their twilight years, would give up their souls to become vassals to the Deities.

The incarnations of Natural Laws.

Sometimes, they truly are terrifying.”

Adrian suddenly shouted, “Look, right above Clotho City!

That’s Dionysio!”

This man, known as the closest to a god within the Noble Temple, had now become an incarnation of a god.

He held the Sword of the Rose in his hand, and the golden translucent figure behind him also held an identical sword.

Diokiano and the golden figure behind him raised the swords in unison and struck down towards Clotho City.

“My God!” Hill cried out loud, his hands pressing tightly against the crystal window.

He had once thought that only the God of Time and Space ascending the Divine Throne would intervene, yet the God of Monarchy and the God of Nobility had made a move ahead of time!

A figure stood atop the protective barrier of Clotho City, holding a golden Scales in his left hand and a tablet in his right.

In an instant, the tablet in his right hand turned into a Giant Shield, catching the attack of the God of Nobility completely.

William!

There was no figure of the God of Time and Space behind him, Hill was extremely surprised!

Could William be the God of Time and Space?

A Legendary Knight, no matter how favored by the Deities, could not possibly stop such a powerful god as the God of Nobility!

Dionysio’s ethereal voice sounded, seemingly not loud, but it entered Hill’s ears with ease.

“Indeed, William Saral, you are the God of Time and Space!

The sinner who broke the order, by eradicating you, the world can return to its normal order!”

A huge prayer arose from Clotho City.

The God of Monarchy and the God of Nobility said disdainfully, “Will this amount of Faith Power help your feeble Divine Power?”

William remained silent, saying nothing, just holding the Giant Shield in defense.

In all directions of Saral, boundless specks of light drifted out, crazily flying towards William.

“Hmm?

What is this?” The God of Monarchy and the God of Nobility watched with interest.

“My ritual of ascension!” A faint voice echoed through the air.

William stood straight, yet the voice did not come from him.

Prayers were unceasing, the God of Nobility seemed lost in thought, and had actually stopped.

“Indeed, you too are curious, aren’t you!

Want to know who I am?

What the deal with William is, right?” said the voice, laughing.

The God of Monarchy and the God of Nobility didn’t speak, tacitly agreeing.

A figure suddenly floated up from below and stood beside the God of Monarchy and the God of Nobility.

It was the Saintess from the Love Temple, her back draped with floaty silks, hazily covering a figure.

It seemed the Goddess of Love and Arts had also arrived.

“Hehe, don’t regret it, okay!” The God of Time and Space chuckled.

Fran brought the ship down to the ground.

The three stepped onto the deck and watched in silence.

When each Deity ascends the Divine Throne, the World Consciousness allows the whole world to witness the key moments of Their ascension.

At such times, one must maintain a semblance of respect.

Besides the Deities, no one dares to remain airborne, not even the birds, which would land on the ground.

William let go of his hands; the Scales and the tablet, returned to its prototype, floated up into the air.

These were the Divine Artifacts of the God of Time and Space!

How could William use them so effortlessly?

People, confused, could only wait for the revelation of the World Consciousness.

The God of Time and Space indeed was from a long time ago.

Back then, the power of Monarchy and Nobles must have been at its peak, with commoners barely surviving.

Hovering in the air was a ragged, haggard woman giving birth.

An image wrapped in a red flag entered her womb.

Hill’s eyes widened in surprise.

The child was born, grew up slowly, and suffered endless humiliation.

This was because he would not bow his head and his pride was steadfast.

His parents had new children, found him disobedient, always causing trouble, and kicked him out.

The 12-year-old boy was eventually thrown out into the wilds, battered and bruised.

At the brink of death, he awoke as a Magician.

Hill watched the boy surrounded by blazing fire, her heart filled with sorrow.

What could she have done in the same situation?

The boy changed as a person; he became much more decisive.

Relying on his strong constitution, he tasted a hundred herbs.

He found many kinds of food and medicinal herbs and selflessly shared them with the impoverished around him.

He led the destitute in hunting in the mountains and fishing in the waters.

It was a pity that just as life was getting better, someone informed the Nobles in the city.

The Nobles came to capture this rare Magician.

Those who once followed him did not hesitate to flee.

In the end, he escaped into the wilderness.

In the harsh wilderness, he persevered, becoming stronger and stronger.

Eventually, he fled to another Noble’s territory.

This Noble was a compassionate person who felt the needy required help and Nobles needed restraint.

He couldn’t help but intervene, looking at the Nobles’ chaotic laws and regulations.

Finally, the Noble swore to implement this set of laws throughout the world and embarked on a journey to persuade Kings of different countries.

Fran gasped, “God of Justice!”

He toiled hard to help the God of Justice, writing one law after another.

But then the God of Nobility and God of Monarchy appeared.

At that time, Deities could easily contact their followers on earth.

He opposed most of the laws proposed by the God of Justice, and the constraints on Nobles were erased in one fell swoop.

“Hehe, I know who you are now,” the God of Nobility and God of Monarchy said with an indifferent laugh.

“Such a tenacious life!”

Unfortunately, at this time, all life was bound by the Natural Consciousness and could not move, or else the God of Nobility would probably have taken action directly.

He looked up beyond the sky, “Flores!

You’re probably going to lose face.”

The God of Justice, in order to ascend to godhood, eventually gave up those laws.

Only then did the God of Nobility and God of Monarchy not obstruct his ascension to the Divine Throne.

But the God of Time and Space back then could not understand.

He hated the God of Justice for forgetting his original promises. freewebnøvel.coɱ

The Devil’s Blood within him began to burn.

He became a legendary warlock—a descendant of the Devil.

He, who had lost his human reasoning, had only hatred for the God of Justice and the God of Nobility and Monarchy in his heart.

But what he hated even more was the God of Justice.

All the laws of justice were the ones he had painstakingly clarified, and he intended to destroy them one by one.

The God of Justice, knowing that he had wronged him and after enduring for a long time, finally injured him as he was about to destroy the foundations of the contract of justice.

As he fled into the wilderness, he was thrown into the gates of Hell by the watching God of Nobility and God of Monarchy.

It was at this moment that he finally regained a hint of sanity.

Seeing the devils in Hell reaching out their hands in welcome, he muttered silent words and used all his strength to fly outwards.

A tear splashed, and Hill silently followed his chant: uphold morality and faith, remember discipline and conduct.

Hell is not so easily left behind, he persevered for a long time, and when he was almost in despair, Natural Consciousness reached out to help him.

A giant branch pulled him out of the entrance to Hell.

The blurry Natural Consciousness heard his wailing and offered a helping hand.

He sat under the giant tree, feeling the Devil’s laughter in his soul.

He bowed in thanks to the Natural Consciousness that helped him, touched the great tree, and without hesitation, soared toward the sky.

In the spatial rifts outside the world, he severed half his soul.

Having used the chaotic Space Blade to annihilate the Devil half of his soul, he fell unconscious into that tumultuous space.

After an unknown duration, he awoke to find his body vanished, leaving only his silver-white soul.

He had been assimilated by space.

But the missing half of his soul rendered him immobile, drifting through the Universe with the spatial rifts.

Eventually, he entered The River of Time and Space.

Perhaps it was his resilient will that moved this eternally flowing, unwavering Law of Time and Space, causing it to resonate with The River of Time and Space.

But his missing soul prevented him from fully merging with The River of Time and Space, leaving him no choice but to completely divide his soul and cast it into extratemporal space.

He sought out his parallel self in other worlds.