Supreme Origin: Time King

Chapter 138: Fate VII

Half a million years later, an elderly figure stood at the peak of a mountain gazing at the boundless land below him. Soon, a group of women in white robes walked towards him holding the figure tied in a golden-red threads.

"Your Lordship" They spoke in reverence as they threw the tied figure towards the old man. It was a blond youth with his body full of scars and injuries, even his face seemed to be deformed as his gaze locked on the old man with his back to him, his eyes were teary and his throat was dry.

"Don't call me 'your lordship' I'm not a god anymore." Said the the elderly man and without turning, the old man looked up at the sky as he rose his voice: "Tell me my son, it was worth? You betrayed everything the Olympian Gods stands for when you allied yourself with that man. We had at least three eras before the inevitable calamity strikes again, but because of you, your grandfather and all that organization. All the Gods in the universe were extinct because of you! You are the one who advanced our end!"

At the sight of his father, the young man's face grew sadder, but before he said anything, his father interrupted, "I can't bear to hear anymore... Aethre, send Apollo to the afterlife."

"No! dad!" The youth cried as he was taken into the darkness by the amazons before a figure with silver hair and a beautiful face walked out the shadows, "Dad, we should escape quickly. His people will be arriving at any moment and we can't win as mortals."

"Yes I know, tell everyone the Olympian Gods are finished and that they can walk their own way."

Apollo's death was just a small event compared to everything was happening. Recently, Cosmos put their plan into motion, erasing all the memories and knowledge about Gods from the mind of the living beings and turning most of them into mortals. From then on, the only opponents they had now was the Immortals and Paragons.

As for the abyss, no one had a new about them.

....

A icy-blue metal box stood in the middle of a destroyed temple and in the deeps of the metal box in a ancient-looking hall hidden from all the changes in the universe, there was a man sit with closed eyes as a holographic figure observed him.

Lost in the deeps of his own mind, a large orb glowed a dim white light sending information straight to his brain as he slowly turned into a golden statue as an golden gate quietly appeared behind Old Elijah.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years passed and that lifeless statue standing in the middle of broken hall, decayed by time. Suddenly after a million years, Old Elijah opened his eyes as it lit up with the light of a thousand stars. Within those two shining globes radiating endless wisdom he turned his gaze up, shooting a pillar of light that extended itself for a million kilometers crossing the metal ark, reaching towards the outer space and hit a solitary star far away that vanished upon contact with the light leaving only a invisible point radiating with an attractive force.

His lips, that stayed still for thousands of years moved, "Collapse, Merging spirit, body and energy... uniting with an entire race."

Raising himself, Old Elijah's figure was fully revealed. Extremely long hair, his skin was as pure as the purest of the diamonds. Three thousands small colored stones circulated around him as a silver- white rune appeared on the back of his hand.

Looking down at his own body, he could not hide his admiration. "So this is the result of so many years. This is my Unity Body... Now let me see, origin gate open!"

A golden gate inside him open, shooting four light rays out of his body that started to condense itself into four humanoid forms.

They who had just wake up, stared silently at Old Elijah, floating in front of them as an overbearing temporal aura erupted from him.

"The people of that time had a more simpler system. Apprentice, Master, Grand-Master, Lord, Sovereign and True King. My previous ranking system is not adequate by now, right I will use the origin masters raking for the next stages and if I am right my actual power in on the verge to reach Lord. Right now I am on the peak of the Grand-Master stage, but i believe the energy necessary to breakthrough is enormous, I think it will be a long time before I reach that level." Pondering about the situation with his body and cultivation and he could not help but sigh in a low voice. It would take a few dozen stars for him to have enough energy and even then it was not guaranteed it would work.

After a while, Old Elijah looked at the four figures who were looking at him with astonishment. Seeing this, he smirked as it was clear for him why they were acting like so. Hiding the rune on his palm and the three hundred stones flying around him and absorbed all the energy and aura back into his body.

"Hehe, don't need to be wary of me. I guess you four are some of the souls of the creators guarded in the ark right. I'm Elijah, the bearer of the supreme origin of time and your new master." Old Elijah's resonated in the surroundings in the language of the creators he learned with the record orb before. In these last million years, Old Elijah had assimilated all the information about the lost eras.

You could say no one could beat him in terms of history knowledge about the ancient origin and the inevitable calamity.

"Master." The four of them tried to kneel but were stopped by Old Elijah.

"Stop, I don't need this. I sense all of you have the strength at the grand-master level, you don't need to be so respectful towards me. Ark-Two! set the trajectory of the ark to the Infernal Territory."

"Master where we are going?"

"I will use the time we have until we reach out destination to know more about you four where I will explain everything to you. As for your question, we are going to the Abyss."