2266 - The Lord - 4
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“…How?” Glacion muttered with difficulty as he watched the Spacetime Cube rotate slowly and majestically.
Although he had never witnessed a phenomenon related to the Master Laws before, that thing was definitely of the Fifth Level—only the Fifth Level could make a Guardian feel that he might die if he moved.
But how…
Glacion turned his gaze back toward Lord Robin, his mouth slightly agape…
He was undoubtedly a Martial Emperor, and he still hadn't placed a Stabilizer in his body. There was no need to examine him through spiritual search or any other method to realize this truth—if the Stabilizer were present, the aura of his body would have changed significantly.
Didn't that mean he only possessed the Fourth Level of the Master Law of Truth?
How could it be that he had the Fifth Level of Spacetime?
Perhaps… his talent in Spacetime was far greater? A mutation, an affinity, or something like that?
But did he also have a mutation or affinity with the other Master Laws?
“….” Glacion swallowed his saliva and continued staring at Robin, hoping the phenomenon would end quickly.
The phenomenon that made even the Vortex of Laws behave strangely—stopping for a while, then moving on for a bit—the phenomenon that brought the infamous black wasps crashing to the ground like dead locusts.
…A monster!!
"Balance is the Second Level, Causality and Creation are the Third Level, Truth is the Fourth Level, and Spacetime is the Fifth."
Is it merely the fourth of the Cosmic Foundations?
In terms of peak power, he is still beneath the Ruler of Chaos, the Cosmic Elder, and the Archon… but in terms of quantity and talent, the three of them combined could only carry his shoes.
"Hmm?" Glacion noticed something, then opened his eyes wide. "No…"
Lord Robin's physical age… it is less than a thousand years.
Glacion stood there, unaware of how much time had passed.
Until this moment, he had assumed that Lord Robin had healed the Cosmic Elder either through extremely advanced knowledge or through comparable power.
But… it had never occurred to him that he possessed both.
Hoooooooom
The light above intensified once more.
Yet it did not press down on body and soul with additional force like the previous symbols; on the contrary, it eased the burden slightly, widening his chest enough to breathe comfortably now.
But his very nature as a creature, and his sound instincts, told him that he still had to kneel, while his pride began consuming every ounce of his strength to prevent him from doing so.
Nevertheless…
Glacion's expression shifted from astonishment to terrified shock.
His eyebrows drew together, the corners of his mouth turned down, and his heart began to pound rapidly as his breath quickened.
He looked like a child who had broken a window in the house and heard his father's footsteps approaching.
Then, with difficulty, and with the willpower he had gained from years of life, Glacion slowly looked up.
A fifth symbol had appeared in the center.
It was an eye.
An eye larger than the rest of the symbols, looking down as if it were impatiently judging all creatures.
The Vortex of Laws froze, then faded away hastily as if frightened, as if it no longer wished to remain.
What replaced it was a canopy of pure gold that blocked the horizon—not merely a color or clouds, but the sky itself seemed to have been replaced by a pool of clear, untainted golden water.
The wide pupil in that eye moved slowly, glancing once at the Scale, once at the Ouroboros, once at the cube, and once more at the gear.
Those four immense symbols moved with majesty and slowness until they formed a square formation beneath the eye, then threads emerged from them, binding them to four thick lashes on the lower eyelid.
Huuuuuum
Glacion's knees gave way.
Thud
Glacion found himself kneeling on the air, his arms stretched out to his sides, his face still fixed on the sky.
It was a strange feeling…
His body was still brimming with energy, evidenced by the fact that he could kneel on the air as if it were solid ground, yet he lacked the strength to stand.
“This is power…”
Glacion muttered in a voice only he could hear.
“This is talent…”
His eyes trembled.
“Everything else is insignificant…”
The corners of his lips drooped further.
“Everything else is mortal…”
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“…..”
Robin lifted his hand from the small tablet and began moving his golden eyes across it with terrifying focus.
The tablet itself nearly faded away more than once due to the pressure upon it, so he had to pause several times for short periods and use the Law of Creation to strengthen it.
After that crisis passed, the completed drawing finally remained.
A large circle in the center, surrounded by four slightly smaller circles, all connected by special symbols.
This was an embodiment of the Array that had formed itself during the fight with the Executioner. As soon as the Four Symbols appeared, the Eye of Truth took control of the other laws through these very connections—something Robin had no control over, something he observed with extreme precision during the battle, something he wanted to draw and contemplate at length when he found time… and today, he found some time.
It truly was a wondrous array. Those circles didn't even contain 1% of the law engravings, yet Robin, with his experience, managed to draw something very simple to express it sufficiently.
Nevertheless, he could feel an immense power emanating from it.
He could feel infinite possibilities.
He could also feel that... if he placed the Spacetime symbol in place of Truth as the main medium, he would not be able to complete the array.
Why Truth, of all things?
He could feel his understanding of all those laws rising slightly as well.
Recalling the events of the battle, attempting to draw the engravings he had seen with the Eye of Truth, trying to fill in the gaps he couldn't remember, and seeking more ways to integrate the system into more complex techniques... all of this was deepening his understanding of them in a way.
And also...
There was something stranger than all of this.
For at this very moment, Robin was seeing something strange on the board.
He was seeing another very faint circle connected to the central circle.
One located between the circle of Balance and the circle of Creation.
One he had not drawn.