# Chapter 55: The Gods Turn Their Heads — Sacred Descent
Boom!
As the blurry text within the system completely stabilized, the Azure Orb, which had been burning fiercely like a small sun and converting chaotic power, suddenly began to tremble violently. Unparalleled order force surged outward, washing over everything before it, completely dispersing the deathly stillness that surrounded them.
The world, once filled with dust and sand, suddenly regained a trace of vitality. For years, no light had shone upon this world, but now it bathed freely in radiance.
The stone-like Azure Orb, its originally murky shell gradually peeled away under the impact of order force. Bit by bit, before Joshua's eyes, it transformed into a cyan crystal surrounded by countless runes radiating sacred aura. It was crystalline and translucent, with a faint flame burning slowly within. Nebula-like halos revolved around it, sublime and holy.
Such brilliance alone was worthy of being called a relic of the Sage. But since the Era of Radiance, for over a thousand years, no one had been able to slay so many Chaos Monsters, no one had inflicted such great damage upon Chaos. Years of silence had caused the treasure to gather dust.
The impact of order force had no effect on Joshua or Lin. The light passed straight through their bodies. The warrior stared in surprise at the faintly burning flame in his own hand, his red pupils contracting sharply. He had completely failed to anticipate what was happening now.
"This is—"
Before he could think further, Joshua's vision was filled with forced prompts from the system.
Order force, even purer than before, began to repair Joshua's body anew. The incredibly powerful energy started purifying and reshaping from the most fundamental steel of material composition. From the gaps in his armor, countless black-red smoke was forced out. Joshua couldn't help but clench his teeth, gripping the cyan crystal tightly in his hand, enduring this powerful purifying force.
The body of the Ultimate Wild God slowly burned into nothingness, while the radiance blooming from the Azure Orb grew increasingly dazzling. Watching this scene, Joshua vaguely recalled Brandon's Order Twin Blades.
Two months ago, it was he who had prompted that future Sword Saint of Annihilation to unleash the hidden power within his Order Twin Blades, power that could even cut through spacetime, shattering both the well-constructed teleportation passage and the resistance of the Ultimate Wild God. And now, the Azure Orb, another inheritance of the Sage, was likewise releasing its hidden power!
Boom!
The cyan orb spun endlessly. Even with Joshua's strength, he could not hold it. The burning mass of light flew to the warrior's chest, pressed tightly against it, and then released an infinite, immeasurable torrent of powerful radiance!
In an instant, flame and light engulfed him.
From the sky above the outside world, a massive hemispherical light orb slowly appeared atop the mountain range's ruins. The incredibly powerful order force purified the chaotic aura throughout the entire mountain region, shining like a lighthouse, illuminating this world that had fallen into its end.
And at that very moment, a mysterious resonance touched many people.
— Imperial Capital, Royal Mage Association.
Brandon Kaos was deep within a laboratory beneath the Royal Mage Association, assisting several mentor-level royal mages in studying the abyssal derivatives he had brought from the Northern Lands. They were engaged in heated debate around this dragon product, clearly transformed by Chaos. But a sudden flash of radiance made everyone stop arguing in confusion, turning to look at Brandon's waist.
The Order Twin Blades were now emitting a pure white light, a dense order force pulsing rhythmically, as if responding to some distant existence. Under the gaze of everyone around him, Brandon fell into thought. He remained silent, instead turning his head to look northward, his eyes seeming to pierce through the void, seeing the scene of another world.
— Far Sea Holy Mountain, towering into the clouds, the peak of the sacred mountain that was said to require seven days and seven nights to climb.
At the highest point of the Holy Mountain, within the Great Temple, an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a crown and holding a scepter, widened his eyes, staring intently at the scepter in his hand, which was now leaping with flowing light. He seemed to be thinking.
After a moment, he let out a soft laugh, then dismissed the attendants around him, walking alone to the window.
Standing above the clouds, he looked up at the sun. The golden source of all things seemed within reach. Bathing in the warm sunlight, the old man stood on the balcony, gripping the slightly trembling scepter, and then let out an unrestrained, joyful laugh.
— Endless Void, some unknown world.
A red-haired, pointed-eared elf girl with wings on her back, seemingly bearing dragon bloodline, was running across a vast plain. Behind her, an endless horde of black shadow monsters chased. The elf girl wore a simple white robe, adorned with a few simple runic patterns that contained ancient charm. Each time she was about to be caught, the robe would automatically release several spells imbued with sacred aura—whether teleportation or shields—protecting the girl from attack.
But a mysterious resonance came. The white robe suddenly began to flow with light, as if temporarily awakened. In an instant, countless powerful order spells were released like flowing water, and then, under the stunned gaze of the red-haired elf girl, annihilated all the shadow monsters behind her.
The light continued to radiate without end, as if it would turn the world into a sacred domain. Lin stood beside Joshua but could no longer see the warrior's figure. He extended his left hand, as if trying to touch the center of the light, but it was only a futile wave, touching nothing.
Beneath endless earth and stone, Moria and Claire were within the embrace of the Steel Mother Tree, enduring absolute silence and darkness. But suddenly, they saw a beam of light pierce through the void and all obstacles, shining upon them.
Though the spark was faint, it was still flame—fire and light that could illuminate all things in the world.
On the other side of the spacetime gate, Nostradamus, who had been gathering students and preparing to make thorough preparations before opening the spacetime gate, suddenly stopped carving arcane runes. He stared intently at the space above the lava lake. The spacetime gate, which he had frozen with dimensional sealing, was torn open by some powerful force, creating a small opening. Endless order force crossed the distance between two worlds, entering the Mycroft World.
And outside the Mycroft World, in Boundless Heaven.
Fourteen incredibly powerful wills, encircling the world, had originally been watching the southern continent—the mountainous land surrounded by oceans and jungles. There, a thick chaotic aura covered everything, yet no source could be found. They seemed to be waiting quietly. But now, all of them turned their attention due to a beam of light that pierced through the world, looking toward the other side of the void.
"...The Sage's aura."
A non-human, clanging will transmitted, like iron and stone.
"Has someone awakened again?"
A gentle, water-like spiritual fluctuation seemed to be reminiscing.
"The sweeping magic tide across the multiverse is approaching. It's a good thing someone can take up the Sage's legacy."
A will whose true form resembled a black ring vibrated the void, containing irresistible authority: "I will watch over him."
The gods turned their heads, casting their gazes.
— Carlis World
Rumble!
Where the light could not reach, at the far end of the earth, the edge of the sky, beyond the limits of vision, three angry low growls sounded. They were enraged by the suddenly ignited flame—a flame that should have long been extinguished, something absolutely not permitted to exist.
Between heaven and earth, black mist began to descend. The gray earth was shrouded by it. Restless elements began to spread through the atmosphere. The boundaries of the chaotic canopy undulated violently. The black clouds that obscured the stars began to swirl, releasing waves of terrifying power.
Temperature fluctuations became pronounced. The world, which had little heat to begin with, suddenly grew even colder. Between rocks and gravel, countless frost crystals appeared visibly.
And three auras that had reached the Ultimate level began to move rapidly. They tore through the already fragile spacetime of the Carlis World, arriving at the location where the flame had ignited.
This would have been an incredibly terrifying situation. But now, under the illumination of a certain light, it became insignificant.
In the center of the sky, a silver-white wind pillar appeared—a tornado. And accompanying the tornado came a torrential downpour.
"Pattering—"
A clear and refreshing sound echoed between heaven and earth. The rain fell straight down. Countless semi-transparent crystals, carrying a hint of silver-white luster, descended from the sky like raindrops.
Steel Rain fell. The aura contained within it made the three Ultimate Wild Gods halt in their tracks, even emitting fearful low growls. And a certain powerful yet gentle will—one that seemed to transcend all, yet embrace all, affirm all, yet bear all—cast its gaze upon the very center of the light. And then... descended upon this place!
The world — Sacred Descent!