Those were words that did not contain any transcended power.
It was neither a secret from before the Second Age nor knowledge about another world.
It was just a reiteration of the covenant Elle established.
That was the first cry uttered by the dead Elle and the newborn Angelo at the end of the Gallery Nightmare.
As Annan chanted, many lines cracked open again on the gray sky that had been torn apart. It appeared just like when glass was shattered… Rainbow-colored light overflowed from it, turning into chains that bound the giant gray demon with two faces.
It was a chain manifested through the power of the oath and curse from the “covenant”.
It was the chains that halted the movement of the gray youth with his fists raised, ready to strike, not Annan’s chant.
“—I curse you, to be ultimately betrayed by your own dreams. You will exhaust your talents, wither in spirit, be abandoned by all… until you eventually betray your own dreams.”
“I also curse you… the dreams you’ve betrayed will turn into your greatest curse, your deepest nightmare. It will haunt you for a lifetime, you who abandoned it, and you will wake from nightmares… regretting forever everything you have discarded.”
Annan sighed slowly, “This is Elle’s covenant.”
It was a curse unknown and unseen by anyone, except Annan as the secret keeper.
Even the Venerated Skeleton hadn’t heard this secret until now.
More and more rainbow chains poked out from the cracks in the sky, binding the gray giant.
That was a curse that came from the past.
One half of the boy’s face, the smiling half, showed anger and roared. On the other side, the crying half continued to weep quietly, offering no resistance.
Many glazed rainbow chains poked out from the cracks. So many cracks, in fact, that the gray sky itself was stained with the colors of the rainbow.
“This is your own power…Midas.” “Elle” raised her head and sighed softly, “Angelo is exactly your work. It is precisely because of her unique relationship with you that this curse can be returned to you… just like an umbilical cord.”
The “Angelo’s umbilical cord” found in the gallery was the fictitious organ that connected a mortal to a deity.
That was originally the Venerated Skeleton’s backup plan to occupy Angelo’s body, but it made him so closely connected to Angelo — even able to traverse time, tracing back to the very beginning.
If other deities “had betrayed others for dreams”, with the power that Angelo had possessed, they could not have been completely bound by this curse.
However, Elle — or rather Angelo was different.
In other words, only the Venerated Skeleton at this moment was also made different…
Because the Venerated Skeleton had abandoned His original body.
—Yes. He was sucked into the nightmare while His soul was with Elle. Therefore, the curse was fired back to its source as if Elle had cursed her own body.
However, at this moment…
The gray gigantic figure, whose upper half was the only thing visible against the entire sky, roared in rage.
[Traitor—]
[No—]
His roar was like thunder, rumbling.
The gray, huge demon fiercely powered up his right fist, instantly breaking the rainbow-colored chains binding his right arm, and heavily smashed them to the ground.
[—Dream out loud!]
It was like a tsunami.
The entire earth was torn apart by the shock wave, lifted straight up like a tide. The gray haze engulfed the sky, and a yellow sandstorm bombarded the area.
And at this moment——
The power of the earth was suddenly defeated by an invisible power. A rock wall rose in front of Elle.
That was the Geo Strike the Wandering Child cast.
A corner of the sky suddenly turned dark red.
Arther hurled a blazing meteorite toward the gray demon’s figure. The falling meteor emitted a whistling sound as it smashed forward.
The centaur archer raised her bow and shot a brilliant arrow.
The Sword Saint meditated for a long time. He suddenly opened his eyes and unleashed an attack that seemed capable of splitting the world in half.
That was a support attack from other nightmare purifiers.
However, for the Venerated Skeleton, who had revealed His true form as a deity, these attacks had no meaning.
He roared furiously, sweeping away these attacks with his right arm as if He were sweeping all the pieces off the chessboard.
The dark gray glow that exploded like a supernova easily destroyed these attacks.
Above the sky, more rainbow-colored chains pierced through the cracks and were nailed to His right arm.
The tips of these chains were sharp and slender spikes. As they pierced into the body of the demon, scenes of the “past” flashed past Annan’s eyes.
That was the memory of the Venerated Skeleton… or the Eternal Duke that was being counterattacked by the Truth.
Looking at those memories, Annan sighed deeply.
So that’s how it is.
Thus…
Midas’s struggle had no meaning anymore.
Celecia struck at this moment. She and the centaur must have noticed it…
—They must have seen the ultimate defeat of the Venerated Skeleton.
“Are you still wondering, when did you…ignore morality for the sake of your dreams, cross the law for your dreams, betray the people you love for your dreams?”
“Elle” looked at the giant who was bound by chains and asked again.
Those were not “words” used to attack the Venerated Skeleton.
It was merely… the “answer” to clear up His doubts.
“That’s fate… destiny set in stone. Of course, you might also call it [the inevitable outcome].”
The Venerated Skeleton was unaware of Angelo’s covenant;
Angelo also didn’t know the past of the Venerated Skeleton.
It was precisely because of this passing coincidence that this scene happened.
“Perhaps even you have forgotten… what your real dream was when you were young.”
Rainbow-colored chains came further from the cracks in the air.
The chains were nailed to His limbs. They wrapped around His arms, dragging the gray demon slowly but surely toward the earth.
Finally, the demon fell to the ground.
Only then did they finally see the outfit of the gray demon.
He was cloaked in majestic armor of white gold. Countless tormented souls, their faces twisted in pain, seemed to flow like clouds across its surface. From a distance, it almost looked like a gray relief [1].
—Those were the giants’ souls caged inside the body of the Venerated Skeleton.
The ancient giants were not a transcended race… This flowing soul was the foundation for the Venerated Skeleton to become a deity.
But for the deceased, this was by no means a blessing.
This meant that they would suffer endless torture after death. The pain they suffered was the Venerated Skeleton’s affirmation of the “Betrayal” Truth.
However, when the Venerated Skeleton, who possessed the [Death of a Nation], faced the pull of this thin and fragile rainbow chain…
He felt so powerless.
His eyes were overflowing with disbelief.
[This is impossible… Your truth cannot be more perfect than mine!]
[My life is full of betrayal! I have betrayed everyone and been betrayed by everyone! And you—]
[—You don’t dare to betray even one person, Elle! You can’t even grasp the surface of betrayal!]
[How dare you embark on the Transcendence Path if you haven’t even done a good job as a transcender?]
“…That’s what you think.” “Elle” sighed deeply, “Did you really walk a deeper journey than Elle?”
She walked over slowly, the dust stirred by the fallen demon parting on either side of her, not a speck landing on her white dress.
Soon, “Elle” reached out her hand and pressed it on the gray demon’s forehead.
“If you really forgot, I’ll help you remember it.”
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