CHAPTER 387: 264 THE CRIME OF THE SCORCHING SUN (6K, THIRD UPDATE)

That scar was like a pitch-black stain, appearing exceptionally glaring amidst the dazzling light.

No time to ponder what this truly meant, Herbert’s vision went black once again.

The perspective changed once more.

This time, he found himself on a battlefield shrouded in a blood-red mist.

Hundreds of agile War Angels, radiating a holy brilliance, stood ready.

Their wings unfurled, each feather shimmering with a holy light, gripping sacred weapons, they watched their enemies.

In front of them were endless and terrifying enemies of various forms, the Demons, roaring menacingly, charging towards the Angels.

Just as the two sides were about to clash, a resounding horn sounded from the center of the angelic battalion.

"Purify them! Let the glory of the Sun illuminate here!"

With a spirited shout, fierce battle erupted instantly, the cries of battle piercing the clouds.

The Angels swung their weapons, flowing like water among the enemy ranks, their figures like nimble lightning.

Wherever they went, enemies fell, and as the enemies perished, their power was absorbed by the Angels, elevating the already mighty strength of the Angels to greater heights.

During the battle, some of the bravest Angels were particularly noticeable, displaying astonishing prowess by taking on hundreds alone.

And when they achieved great feats, the sunlight would descend from the sky.

The blessing, like warm and intense sunlight, would shower upon these outstanding Angels, granting them even greater strength!

However, this strength did not come without a price.

As they constantly absorbed power from the corpses, some Angels underwent subtle changes, with their originally pure holy aura beginning to be tainted by darkness.

At first, the changes were subtle, perhaps just a fleeting strange look in their eyes, or a shadow mingling within their pure light.

But as time passed, those tainted Angels became increasingly unlike their formerly pure and benevolent selves.

Their behavior grew erratic, with greed and desire revealing themselves in their slaughter.

And when they completely became Fallen Angels... their former comrades would become the highest priority enemies to be dealt with.

All the remaining Angels would drop their current adversaries to join forces against the fallen comrades.

This was a brutal internal war, a necessary act to defend the light.

Light does not betray!

True brilliance does not fall!

All falls belong to the problems of those Angels themselves.

It was their greed that destroyed them—nothing to do with the Sun!

...Is that so?

Just as Herbert harbored this thought, his vision went black once more.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in another space.

Before him was an endless, dazzling light, but not from the Aurora Sanctuary he remembered.

He knew he was still not awake.

For in the awakened Aurora Sanctuary, there was no Angel like this waiting for him.

A tall, agile War Angel was gazing at him warmly, smiling gently at him.

The horn of battle was hung at her waist, her white wings floating behind her, her eyes sparkling with blazing light, akin to burning flames.

Adorned in Blazing Battle Armor with solar patterns, she wielded a long spear emitting sacred light.

Her handsome appearance combined perfectly with her heroic presence, instantly conveying her beauty and strength.

"Luhier," looking at the still somewhat dazed Herbert, softly asked:

"You have witnessed everything the Sun God has brought since its birth, so tell me, have you seen destruction?"

Herbert furrowed his brow, contemplated for a moment, recalled what he had seen, nodded, and slowly said:

"Indeed, I have seen destruction. Innumerable lives were lost because of Him, and the world nearly reached a point of no return."

In the previous dream, Herbert had indeed witnessed that dreadful calamity.

If the Sun God hadn’t been so impulsive then and hadn’t faced that Otherworld Divine Spirit alone, but rather joined forces with other divinities, perhaps it wouldn’t have resulted in such an apocalyptic finale.

Luhier smiled upon hearing Herbert’s answer, nodding in satisfaction.

"Since that’s the case, have you understood that from the beginning He is an extremely dangerous existence?"

Herbert did not answer but remained silent for a moment before asking, "So, His arrogance and extremism have already led to two major mistakes?"

This time was known, and there was also the previously mentioned [Scourge of the Burning Sun].

Lord Sun God, you really are quite a handful...

"Not just that,"

Luhier surprisingly shook her head and softly said, "It’s not just twice, only these two are known to outsiders."

Herbert fell silent, slowly shaking his head.

Alright, fine.

This guy is indeed fierce.

Seeing Herbert’s speechlessness, Luhier softly stated:

"The Sun God should not descend into extremism. Every time He does, it brings immense trauma to the world, committing unforgivable sins."

"He is wrong."

Luhier reiterated her conclusion: "Where there is light, there must be shadows, and under the glow, shadows will exist."

She gazed at the frowning young man before her and softly remarked, "Whether or not you understand my thoughts now, please do not be swayed by Him."

"I don’t know what you encountered during your trip, but His aura is already upon you, and continuing like this will sooner or later draw His attention."