The Crimson Magister Chapter 159: V4-C18: The First Disciple

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Aqua found herself in the middle of the concentric stone circles. Her eyes scanned around, noticing that she was close to Onost. Yet this time, it stood tall. Aqua breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile widened. So I am supposed to restore something called a Great Clock. Thank goodness that Sun God’s world lacked these artifacts. According to the Lord, her authority over time had been enhanced to the level where she could resist the effect of the hands, yet she had been warned not to underestimate them. Of course, she was not foolish enough to do so anyway. The very moment that she witnessed its usage against the Ice Giant was the moment that her alarms went off. And now, after meeting someone like the Lord of the Beginnings, it was completely out of question to underestimate anything related to time. While the Aether and Divinity were weak in this world, the Authorities were far above her old world. Of course, it was possible that the Lord was a mere exception, yet the existence of the Hands made her unsure. I can’t let my guard down. I don’t know which god was the culprit behind the attacks. She stepped forward. I need to go see my Azure as soon as possible. She couldn’t wait to see her alive and well. She panned her gaze to Onost. She sighed in relief. Her tampering with the timeline at least secured her time to deal with the threat to her home. “At least the city is safe.” Her ears perked up, picking up voices from the nearby forest. She cast [Beyond the Veil] and slowly followed the voice deeper inside the forest. Her eyes glowed, noticing a familiar black haze and a pair of divine entities. One of whom was Hikari, whom she recognized well, and the other one was darker and unknown to her. However, what intrigued her was the dark-hazed individual. She knew who it was. It was scum who dared drain Sheira’s blood and shortly possess her. She grinned. It was perfect; she would kill him and get rid of a pest permanently. She stepped into the clearing, carefully observing the trio. “The Eyes had warned me, our mission was successful, yet time had rearranged itself to make it that you two lived. I will not abide it,” an elf with clipped ears spoke mockingly. The duo of blessed children stared at her, their weapons in hand. “Bishop?!” The dark blessed child shouted. “What are you doing here?!” “Bishop?” The woman said before chuckling. “You should know I was never on your side. My name is Rolan, the First Disciple.” Slippery little monster. She frowned. Soon, Rolan retrieved a small box from his robes. It was completely dark and absorbed light around it. “The Eyes have your goddess and the White Hand. So it is my duty to get rid of you,” Rolan said, and the box shattered. “Heretic!” the dark child charged forth, before being struck by twilight chains. Aqua smiled. She could let the dark child die, and then deal with Rolan. However, as she turned her head to Hikari, that thought was dismissed. They are very powerful, though; perhaps they can defeat Rolan. However, the moment she sensed what the chains really were, the thought disappeared like smoke in the wind. They were made of pure rot, enhanced by shards of time. Both blessed children were bound, and their divinity faded, and Rolan approached with his despicable smirk. While she could respect using any means to destroy divinity, she drew a line at using rot to do so. “You traitor! I will kill you!” Ilya screamed, her muscles tearing apart as she attempted to break the chains. “Silence, blessed child. Despite your race being a human, you serve a lesser divinity rather than the God King. I pity you in a way,” he mocked before turning to Hikari. “And you… are an elf? Perhaps I can use you as a vessel,” he said, chuckling. Aqua dispelled her invisibility, appearing in front of the two girls, her arms crossed. “Rolan, Rolan… we meet again,” she said, her lips widening into a grin. His head slowly turned. “Ah, we meet again, goddess.” “Aqua!” Hikari shouted. She turned to the girl a