Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 15 The Rebels' Final Resistance
From the moment the light began to spread, the world began to change. And unlike the subtle changes hidden under the water in the fairy tale world, this time the changes were drastic and eye-catching.

Wherever the light reached, it first shone brightly in the Pope's Hall and the Thirteen Palaces; that should be Athena's weapons and equipment, and the golden armor of each palace was breaking apart - just like the remaining parts of the Sagittarius armor were breaking apart in front of Lin You's eyes.

The breaking of the sacred cloth is the main content of the ending written by the Quill Pen; not only the sacred cloth, but also in other corners of the world, under the seven seas and in the depths of the underworld, the warrior systems belonging to other gods are also undergoing similar changes.

The sea generals of Poseidon, the god of the sea, and the warriors of Hades, the god of the underworld, their battle suits will also return to their respective origins at this moment.

The shattered golden armor turned into pure energy, like starlight gathering together, transforming into the patterns of their respective constellations, and then flew towards Athena's location like a rainbow.

The twelve zodiac signs made up of energy are arranged in order. From a distance, they look like a huge golden crown, emitting warm light like the sun and hanging above the baby girl's head.

Inside and outside the sanctuary, all over the world, the silver and bronze holy garments from different constellations will also receive the same fate. They will be broken apart and returned one after another according to their distance, and will be immersed in the twelve zodiac signs according to the star regions to which the constellations belong.

"One more missing." Lin You turned his head and looked at Asclepius. His Ophiuchus was the final key.

The very existence of the Ophiuchus Cloth will destroy the gold cloths of the other twelve zodiac signs, which is why no gold saint had time to react when Asclepius destroyed the Saint Seiya world.

And now, Ophiuchus is also the last piece of the puzzle to build a complete ecliptic.

All of the holy garments were shattered in the upheaval, except for the Ophiuchus holy garment, which was closest to the center of the upheaval, and remained relatively intact.

Asclepius is not only a Saint, but also a true god - even if he is identified as an evil god by the Olympian pantheon, he is still a god!
He is using his own divine power to fight against the outcome that is recognized by the entire Olympian pantheon, just as he proudly fought against the gods with his own strength back then.

Although the holy garment was already covered with lines similar to cracks in time and space, and was on the verge of breaking at any time, Asclepius was still stubborn and was willing to spend his remaining little strength to preserve it.

Lin You tried to persuade him to give up: "There's no point in doing this. You are a god, you can be unaffected, and you may even have a chance to keep your own universe; but the holy clothes are ultimately a gift from Athena. You can't keep them."

"Even though I can't save it, it can still be of use to me one last time." Asclepius' eyes were dark and his voice was low, making people feel terrified.

When the Ophiuchus Saint just opened his mouth, Lin You secretly moved his feet back; as soon as the words fell, Asclepius suddenly attacked, waving the two halves of the scepter in his hand and smashing it hard at the cradle Athena.

Two golden lights were like rainbows, drawing a terrifying arc in the air.

Chronos didn't even raise his head, just glanced at it, and the scepter shattered instantly. As part of the Ophiuchus Cloth, the scepter was originally barely maintained by the power of Asclepius, but it collapsed at the first touch of the God of Time.

But how could Asclepius' attack be so simple?
Although the Ophiuchus Saints were not good at fighting in either the Golden Age or the Silver Age, they were not to the point of learning to swing sticks at people like street thugs.

At the moment the scepter shattered, the golden snake on the scepter, which should have shattered along with it, suddenly turned into a living creature, spitting out a scarlet tongue, and opened its mouth to bite Athena.

At the same time, Asclepius stretched out his hands, and two long silver and white snakes suddenly jumped out from the dimensional door that suddenly opened in his palms, and surrounded Chronos on the left and right respectively, trying to make the God of Time unable to take care of himself.

For the first time, Chronos was moved.

All gods know this. The venomous snakes raised by the Ophiuchus Saint contain poison that can kill gods, and even the God of Time would not want to be bitten by one.

Chronos took a half step back and leaned sideways to protect the swaddling clothes in his hand; the power of time descended on the three snakes, causing them to suddenly stop. At the same time, Chronos's free right hand grasped the air, and a huge sickle fell into his palm.

The scythe of death only reaps lives, but the scythe of time reaps everything.

Time flies, who can last forever?

The sickle gently slashed, sending all three venomous snakes into the torrent of time. In the torrent, time is unpredictable, and the past, the future, and different times act on the snakes at the same time; the head may be in the past, the body in the future, but the tail remains in the present.

The extremely disordered time and space crushed the three snakes into pieces, leaving not even a trace of venom.

This is the God of Time. Even Ophiuchus, who can fight against all the gods, is no match for him.

Even further, the fact that Ophiuchus was able to force Chronos to take out the Scythe of Time and deal with him seriously just shows his superior strength.

However, Asclepius did not even look at the strangled serpent, because it was just a tool for him to divert the other party's attention.

Just as the venomous snake came out of the cave and Chronos swung his knife, the Ophiuchus Gold Cloth shattered. The countless streams of light after the shattering transformed into a giant phantom, rushing towards Chronos. However, Asclepius himself suddenly stopped and turned around to rush towards Lin You. Lin You had a bad feeling before the battle broke out, and quietly retreated to avoid being affected by the battle between the two sides; but he never thought that he was the real target of the other side.

Poor Earl Goff was only eight years old. Although the quill pen in his hand was powerful enough to change the world, it could not be used in combat; not to mention that an empty pen was just a decoration after the "ink" was used up.

As for the little magic inherited from his family, it was a joke in front of the Gold Saint who had already become a god.

So, just when he realized that "the other party's target is me", his young body was grabbed by the collar and lifted up.

Asclepius was so strong that Lin You even suspected that his previous sickly appearance was just a disguise.

At this moment, the illusory light of the Ophiuchus Cloth had been shattered by Chronos, and the Ophiuchus star map returned to Athena and merged into the ecliptic.

The return of the Ophiuchus Cloth was like a signal. The energies transformed by the gold, silver and bronze cloths shone brightly at the same time, converging into one place as dazzling as a small sun.

But no one present paid attention to this little sun.

"You can't kill him, Asclepius." Chronos saw Lin You being taken hostage, but he was not in a hurry at all. "His soul comes from the real dimension. The power of the virtual dimension cannot determine or deny his existence, so no one can fundamentally hurt his soul. Even if we destroy his body, we can easily make him a new one."

Asclepius turned a deaf ear to the words of the God of Time; he raised his hand and lifted Lin You up so that the boy could look at him at eye level.

"Boy, you have ruined all my plans."

Lin You defended himself with a wry smile: "I'm just following orders and making a living." He was not nervous at all, because like Chronos said, he knew he would not die; but it would be very painful if he was beaten or even smashed to pieces - it is better not to suffer if possible.

"Do you think that you can rewrite my fate by rewriting history and the future?" Asclepius continued to ask, "A baby in swaddling clothes is unwilling to accept a fate that is not to his liking. Do you think I will accept the ending you set for me?"

“If you’re not satisfied, I’ll write you a new one when I have enough ink?” Being lifted in the air, Lin You felt his chest getting stuffy and he had trouble breathing.

But Asclepius didn't seem to care what the other person said, he only cared about what he wanted to say: "My fate will not be controlled by others; even if I have to die, I will choose the way to die myself."

As he spoke, Asclepius' body began to disintegrate, and blood gushed out from every pore of his face, dyeing his entire body bloody red; but one of his hands was still tightly grasping Lin You's collar.

At the same time, the triumphant yet vicious words still echoed in Lin You's ears.

"As a mortal who holds the power to rewrite fate, I am really curious. If one day you are able to break the restrictions imposed by the gods and can even arbitrarily modify the fate of the gods, how will they treat you?"

"Do they sincerely welcome you to join their ranks? Or do they put you in shackles with ulterior motives? Or do they rush to eliminate you?"

Asclepius' voice continued to echo, and at the same time, a powerful and mysterious force suddenly surged into Lin You's body.

The moment he came into contact with the power, Lin You seemed to "see" the illusion of the Big Bang in his mind and felt the incomparable power that burst out at the moment of the Big Bang.

This power was so vast and powerful, yet it quickly gathered and in a very short time completely sank into the depths of Lin You's soul.

Although it was the first time he came into contact with it, Lin You was very clear that this power was the microcosm.

The microcosm belonging to the Ophiuchus Saint.

Covered in blood, Asclepius' body quickly collapsed and disappeared like a beach fortress exposed to the waves, but his voice still echoed.

"You have planted the fear of Ophiuchus in Zeus' heart. Now I am giving you the small universe of Ophiuchus. How are you going to face Zeus' fear? How are you going to face a fearful Zeus?"

"The one who wrote the ending, I am waiting to see your ending."

　I couldn't sleep last night, so I just got up and finished writing and then published it at a scheduled time, so the first update today is a little early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)