Lord of the Mysteries:Voice of the Stars

"Heh, everyone's lives are nothing but chips on the gods' chessboard. Even as angels, we are just slightly larger chess pieces..."

Thinking of those high and mighty gods looking down on the entire world from the star realm, Ael felt that something even more terrifying than theocracy was looming over the entire world.

That was called divine power, irresistible divine power!

For theocracy, it can be solved with rebilance, which has been proven. But for these gods who can destroy planets and star systems, what can counter them...

"Sigh", sighing, waving his hand to let Dean leave, Ael walked with light steps into another room.

Inside the room was still dim lighting, a simple bed, but the person locked inside was different from before, becoming a handsome man with blood-red hair.

Casually pulling up a chair to sit down, Ael looked at the unconscious red-haired man and said:

"If you're awake, stop pretending. I have something to ask you. If you keep pretending in front of me, I'll consider making you never wake up again."

Hearing Ael's words, the unconscious Vahar Sauron immediately opened his eyes and struggled to sit up on the bed.

His sapphire-like eyes stared intently at Ael sitting in the chair, and he asked in a deep voice:

"I never imagined that the Rose School of Thought would directly dispatch an angel to deal with us.

Since you didn't kill me immediately, it must mean you have some intention. Tell me, what conditions do you need to let me go back?

Property, land, or extraordinary characteristics? As long as it doesn't exceed a certain limit, the Sauron family can satisfy you.

After all, even if you don't need it, your subordinates must need these things."

"Clap clap clap", hearing the conditions offered by this Iron-Blooded Knight, Ael laughed and applauded.

"As expected of a member of the Sauron family, the former royal family of Intis. Even after being suppressed in all aspects by Roselle many years ago, you still have enough theocracy.

Oh my, the heritage of you thousand-year-old angel families is really enviable.

However, should I say you overestimate yourself, or are you narcissistic enough? Why would you think the Sauron family would pay enough price for you?"

Lifting his monocle, Ael said with a smile:

"If you were a War Bishop, I could believe the Sauron family would pay enough to redeem you, but you're just an Iron-Blooded Knight, I'm afraid you don't have enough weight.

I think it's better to kill you. If I send your head to those people in Intis, not only can I get the extraordinary characteristics of an Iron-Blooded Knight, but I can further intimidate them and strike a blow to their morale."

As he spoke, a complex symbol suddenly lit up in Ael's eyes, and an extremely hot, pure white spear instantly condensed in the void.

"Unshadowed Spear !"

This was one of the abilities he copied from that Unshadowed. The reason he didn't resolve these two guys right away was to copy more skills.

It's a bit funny to say, but as an angel, at birth he had no skills that could attack except using starlight and space.

"Weren't the characteristics on me obtained from Mr. Door? How come I didn't inherit any of the skills he copied?

As the strongest Angel King of the Fourth Era, the skills he copied must be very strong, maybe he even copied some True God level abilities."

In the cell, Ael, who was about to control the pure white spear to nail Vahar to death, shook his head at this thought. Being an angel like this, apart from space sealing, he was simply a big traveler...

"No, don't kill me! I am a direct bloodline of Simond Corden Sauron, the first demigod to ascend in the Sauron family in nearly a hundred years, with enough voice in the family.

Your Highness, I can give you whatever you want, even Sequence 3 characteristics. In the treasury I manage, there is also a set of War Bishop characteristics. I can offer it to you, just asking you to spare me."

Seeing the blazing spear gradually approaching his chest, Vahar Sauron seemed to smell the scent of death, begging while struggling to crawl backwards.

"Hmm?"

Hearing Vahar Sauron's words, Ael stopped the advancing pure white spear and asked with a smile:

"Tell me about the intelligence of that Simond Corden Sauron. If it's useful, I can consider sparing you."

Seeing the spear stop and no longer advance, Vahar struggled to sit up and said fearfully:

"He is my ancestor, a 'Weather Warlock' who ascended during the Pale Disaster, and one of the only two remaining angels in our Sauron family. If he knew I met with misfortune, he definitely wouldn't let it go.

On the contrary, as long as Your Highness releases me, I will do my utmost to give you whatever you want, and Your Highness will gain the friendship of the Sauron family."

Hearing Vahar's words, Ael was surprised for a moment and asked curiously:

"How did your Sauron family get usurped by Roselle with two angels?"

Hearing Ael's question, Vahar opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

What could he say? Should he say that the two angels in his family were beaten down by Roselle, the Steam Church, and the Eternal Blazing Sun Church?

It was only due to compromise and political power games that they announced abdication, letting Roselle take control of Intis?

This was too damn embarrassing! If it weren't for the two angels in the family conceding so quickly, they might have left their extraordinary characteristics there long ago.

"I can see it was a very sad story."

Seeing Vahar's expression, Ael sighed, feeling somewhat rueful. Then he dispersed the Unshadowed Spear and took out a slender black shadow from his bosom.

It was a slender, small wooden doll inlaid with withered grass and dried flowers, giving people an eerie feeling at first glance.

On the doll's body, a dense but illusory crimson moonlight was draped, gently undulating like tides, seemingly penetrating through thick soil and connecting with something high in the sky.

At this moment, the crimson moonlight was silently spreading, as if to envelop the struggling Vahar beside it...

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he let out a weird laugh in the other's terrified gaze:

"Although your family's former glory is long gone, I can help you envision future glory!"

"You! What are you trying to do? Take it away!"

Looking at the terrified and struggling Vahar, Ael shook the moon doll in his hand and said with a kind smile:

"I'm just helping you be reborn. This is an honor that many people haven't been able to obtain. You'll thank me in a moment!"

... Looking at the doll with curved eyes and curved mouth like the crimson new moon in the sky gradually approaching, two lines of tears flowed down Vahar's eyes.

He closed his eyes tightly, stopped struggling, and let his body be enveloped by the crimson moonlight, passing out...

In the prison, after all the crimson moonlight rushed into Vahar's body, Ael moved his mind, and that weird and ugly moon doll rose up in flames, burning to ashes in just a few seconds, dissipating into the void.