Chapter 152: The Dance of the Solar and Moon

The singularity fell into the obscurity of time. The damaged actuality was restored, the crakes vanishing and disappearing. The Astral World returned to serenity, as if the struggle of the gods by no means occurred. And every part was mere phantasm.

However the phantasm was shattered by the rise of a colossal golden luminescence tree, dwarfing every part and everybody. Its roots unfold to the deepest elements of the material of actuality, and its branches lengthen towards the barrier. A golden ring surrounded it, encompassing all the luminescence tree inside it.

It was the final word type of the Mixed Order of Aucuses and Trunsoest, the Elden Tree.

The Evening Emperor, Trunsoest, floated in entrance of the Elden Tree. His manner and countenance had utterly modified, changing into detached and unequivocal. He exuded authority and strictness.

His eyes have been blindfolded by the auric material, shimmering with esoteric guidelines and legal guidelines, whereas he held an inverse golden scale in his hand and a silver sword in one other. A divine golden halo sparkled behind his head.

Trunsoest walked in direction of Solomon, every step inflicting a ripple in actuality, which unfold out, shimmering the material of actuality like a lake.

Solomon calmed down. His coronary heart was steeled for the ultimate battle. He realised this was it.

Trunsoest and him. Order and Dysfunction. In the long run, just one will prevail. His coronary heart abruptly settled down in absolute calmness.

He narrowed his eyes at his divine determine of Trunsoest.

“Trunsoest. You actually have come up to now. From a scrawny child to an omnipotent god. The epics of heroes pale compared to you.”

“You overpraise me.” Trunsoest smiled, his stroll turning right into a stride. “I’m nonetheless the identical scrawny child in some ways.”

“Oh.” Solomon sneered. “That does explains so much. You’re nonetheless a pawn, Trunsoest. Earlier than to me, now to Aucuses. The strings are nonetheless there. You already know it too, do not you.”

He pointed to the Elder Tree behind Trunsoest. For this, Trunsoest simply chuckled and shook his head, talking indifferently.

“I’m no person’s pawn. It was at all times my alternative and resolution. It was my path it doesn’t matter what. I solid by way of it with blood, sweat, and tears. I’ve regretted some prior to now. However now, standing earlier than you, I do not anymore.” Trunoest raised the inverse scale as he lastly stopped earlier than Solomon. “The tip is nigh. Solely one among us shall prevail.”

Solomon raised his black spectre, proclaiming loudly. “Come on, Trunsoest. It is certainly time to finish it as soon as and for all.”

Increase!

Underneath the illumination of the moonlight, every part that was filth was purged in absolute purity. The black ocean dissolved into nothingness, whereas the determine of a hanged man had silver crakes, breaking him in a sheen of argent flames of the moon.

The hanged man’s black eye gazed deeply on the rising silver moon, earlier than he opened his mouth and declared, his voice nonetheless carrying would possibly and energy, booming throughout the astral world,

“Solar!” A blinding solar emerged. It wasn’t gold or white, however full laurel black, emitting an aura of degeneration, corrupting every part illuminated by its black mild.

The black solar rose excessive with the silver moon, going through one another in a battle of dominance. The platinum-silver flames collided with black shimmering veils. Purity and degeneration clashed within the Astral World.

It was the dance of the solar and moon.

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On the opposite facet of the battlefield, Badhiel swung his twilight sword, shattering actuality and sending Alitsa flying throughout the astral world.

Alitsa Tudor stood up, charging on the sundown large for one more spherical, his eyes unrelenting. Crimson streaks of fireside exploded with every of his footstep.

Nevertheless, his unrelenting stride stopped, trying forward, his mad eyes turning solemn and resolute.

With a burst of sunshine, Aucuses and Lilith descended close to Badhiel, standing with the sundown large. Their mighty auras mixed, sweeping in direction of him and falling on his shoulders, quivering him.

Aucuses walked ahead, his spear in hand. “It’s time to finish your ridiculous story, Alitsa Tudor.”

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