Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

Chapter 371 A False Sense Of Hope

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"DO–DON'T GET TOO COCKY, RAGNAROK!!" Yet out of the expectations of those watching, despite being bathed in fear, a detested emotion, the angels still retaliated like nobody's business.

The Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars appeared behind Enigma, a great sword cloaked in golden flames held above his right shoulder. He cried out a bellow of might after his words, and swung the great sword towards Enigma with all his might.

The blade tore through the air, burning through the True Laws making up the Realm, and went straight towards Enigma's neck with full force, and without hesitation.

'Be purified!!!' The Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars desperately hoped, as the sword made contact with Enigma's neck... and instantly beheaded him without any resistance.

...!!!

"Huh...?" And he exclaimed with a shocked expression, as he saw the world spin countless times under his vision.

He saw the Pool of Reincarnation below, the shocked expressions of the angels ahead, the angered expression of the Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars behind him, then the Pool of Reincarnation again, then rinse and repeat.

He was not faking it. He was genuinely surprised at this moment. 'Did he use a superior Divine Skill? Wait, there's actually someone with enough potential to weild a superior Divine Skill as a Transcendental?' He thought to himself.

"Ting: Battle Awareness"

"The Lord's Body has suffered damage from an enhanced superior Divine Skill, [Beheadment of Wars] and suffered 7,68% Damage to your body, 0,15% damage to your spirit, and 0,001% damage to your soul"

"Damge delt to you doesn't come close to exceeding the established boundary for the natural born defensive mechanisms of your Physique and Bloodline, thus all damage has been nulled. Overall damage received: 0%"

Enigma instantly read through the notifications from the system for once, as he was genuinely curious what had happened. And it was as he thought, a superior Divine Skill was cast.

And an enhanced one at that.

'Give me the definition of the Skill. Use any amount of Faith Essence required.' He commanded. A fraction of time had yet to move, with how fast his thoughts computed everything.

"Affirmative, my Lord"

" Beheadment of Wars (Superior DIVINE) :- An intricate ability of the Cosmic Diligence. This ability is especially geared towards War-type individuals, where if the caster encounters such a being who is stronger, all restrictions are removed for one single use of this ability. It gathers the power of all three hundred perfected Advanced level of True Laws, embued into the caster's own True Law, giving it a one-time use ability that borderlines nigh-omnipotence. When enhanced, it gives the caster a two time use of nigh-omnipotent power to snuff out Wars/War-type individuals "

The definition appeared, and just as it did, it shocked him greatly. Because he now realized that he was not just beheaded, the chance of nigh-omnipotent power was used to "kill" him, instead of behead him.

And to those below Cosmic-hood, nigh-omnipotence, was as good as omnipotence if you did not have your own nigh-omnipotence.

"...Damn. This was especially geared towards people like me. I guess the Cosmic Angels watching still have their cards to play, and were prepared for me." Enigma thought, as time began moving once more. "Unfortunately, you're against an equally prepared Ragnarok!!"

A devilish smile crept up his face, increasing his charm many folds, but to the watching Angels, that smile only made him more terrifying.

"Oh no!! E–Everyone, attack, attack!! My [Beheadment of Wars] did not kill him!!" The Transcendental Angel of Holy War, appearing drained and lethargic, roared out commands to his fellow peers.

The many Transcendental Angels hastily attacked without question. Tides of golden lightning dragons erupted out of the Transcendental Angel of Holy Judgement. Golden wind storms tore through the skies when the Transcendental Angel of Righteous Winds swung his giant fan.

Flames blanketed the skies as the Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars used the other opportunity of nigh-omnipotence to end this battle. He swung his great sword once more, and the blanket of flames descended.

A chorus of elements, True Laws, colors, danger and disaster rang out. And the collision between all this wonder, birthed out a massive light that pulled the eyes of the entire Realm itself.

A light of hope, yet also a cloak of despair.

"It's begun, huh?" Athena glanced towards the direction of Heaven, a brief smile on her lips. Besides her was an equally beautiful woman, who had a poker expression. "It indeed has. The wonder of Ancient Origins never ceases to amaze me."

The Queen Mother of all Spirits commented. Her ambition to obtain the secrets of the past, that someone like her was never meant to know of, was ignited. And knowing that, of course Athena would make her move.

"See? En, the most mysterious amongst all the four brothers is my brother-in-law, or so you guys like to claim. I'd like to just consider him a brother of mine. And that's not all. The eldest of them, carters to my needs. The youngest of them is very close to me. In simple terms, associate yourself with me... and you'll obtain plenty of secrets. Secrets you shouldn't even know. Secrete I have under my fingertips." She said, still watching the cloak of light countless light years away.

"...."

And the Queen Mother of all Spirits, who had already agreed to work with Athena for her mortal world schemes, carefully thought about it. She considered those words.

Their collaboration was only extended towards the mortal world, and the initiation of the coming Era. Yet she was unaware of Athena's grand schemes. And she wasn't supposed to know of that... at least not yet.

Nobody, not even the rebirthed Tear, Great Mother of Terra, was aware of such blasphemy. Not even a Creator Goddess knew, let alone her children, mere Supreme beings.

Hence for once, she wasn't scheming, but genuinely speaking the truth. She needed allies. They needed allies. They needed her.

Meanwhile, within the battlefield, the immense brilliance of light from the collision of Divine Skills and various True Laws slowly died down, revealing the beat up appearances of the angels.

Many were tired, as they pulled up a 100% of their reserves and effort, just to make a difference. While others were injured, as they sacrificed parts of themselves to add more power to their attacks.

The most devastating being the Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars, who had cracks snaking up his entire constitution, releasing golden essences in the form of his spirit and soul.

He was slowly dying.

And he could barely carry himself within the sky, let alone continue grasping onto his great sword, an artifact below Lost Divine Artifacts.

"Gärd!!! A–Are you okay?! You... You..." The Transcendental Angel of Divine Protection, the one responsible for initiating the barrier with the [Heaven's Emblem] Divine Skill, flew towards him, and helped him support himself.

"I... I am... okay..." The Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars called Gärd could barely respond, as he held up by his fellow sister.

"You've done your best, Gärd. Take a rest now." The Transcendental Angel of Righteous Winds flew towards them with the great sword within his hands. He had flown down to catch it before it descended too far.

"Indeed. You've sacrificed a lot for our Pool of Reincarnation." The Transcendental Angel of Holy Judgement also added. She was sweating buckets even now.

Even the Transcendental Angel of Righteous Winds was unsteady. All angels were at their lowest, but none regret it. They did their best. They struggled for survival, and did their best to achieve it.

All angels were hopeful, and sure of their defeat. The Ultimate Ragnarok was still far from obtaining enough power to go against true nigh-omnipotence. He was far from becoming the Absolute Ragnarok.

The battle... was over.

"...."

Yet one angel, the Transcendental Angel of Fate Denial, thought otherwise. She floated far behind the angels, and calculated Fate, denying all the Fates that she did not like. Her Ultimate Law of Denial made that possible for her.

Yet right now, no matter what she did, she still could not deny the Fate of their death. Not when the battle begun, and not when it apparently 'ended'. Their Fate... remained undefined.

It was hard to tell whether they would die, or live to see tomorrow. They were hanging between an abtruse borderline of life and death. 'This... makes no sense. How can it be like this, if the Ultimate Ragnarok is truly dead?' She frowned in thought in unease.

Luckily, the Transcendental Angel of Undeniable Loyalty was keeping the other angels in order, as none would dare betray them. So where was the unease coming from?

If it was not from them, then was it from the Ultimate Ragnarok himself? Or another Ancient Origin that was coming? She was not sure, but the matter itself stressed her.

'What will be of us? What will be the end of the Pool of Reincarnation? Ragnarok? Cosmic Mother, is this how it really ends...? Elders..?' And because of that... she lost hope.

The first Angel to give up in this pointless War.