All Chapters of The Akashic Mandate: Chapter 111
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Chapter 111
The world was a map of silver flares, and the next one led Elijah to the North. After the neon rain of Tokyo, Elijah flew across the great Siberian plains. Below him, the Earth was a graveyard of white snow and red mud. The "Total Crusade" of the Archangels was still happening in the sky, but here, the air was different. It was not just cold; it was "heavy." It felt like the air itself was trying to stop him from moving.He reached the ruins of Moscow. Once, this had been a city of gold-domed churches and grand squares. Now, it was a tomb of ice.As Elijah crossed the ten-mile border of the city, his wings began to ice over.Moscow was not just experiencing a winter. It was trapped in a "Stasis." A ten-mile radius around the city center was frozen solid. The red mud of the Blight-lands was turned into white marble. The ruined buildings were covered in a layer of frost so thick that they looked like they were made of diamond.Elijah landed in what used to be the Red Square. The sile
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Chapter 112
One second, the cathedral was a tomb of frost. The next, the walls were dry stone. The air turned from freezing to a comfortable, cool ozone-scent.Elijah expanded the flame. He sent a wave of violet energy across the ten-mile radius of Moscow.The white marble mud turned back into dark earth. The frozen demons in the streets didn't wake up, they were deleted along with the ice they were trapped in. The frost on the skyscrapers vanished, leaving the city in a state of clean, dry ruin.In the cathedral, the thousands of humans suddenly gasped.Their blue skin turned pink. Their lungs, which had been tight and frozen, opened wide. They took their first deep breaths in months.They looked around, confused, as the "Eternal Winter" vanished like a bad dream.Elena fell to the floor of the altar. Without the "Ice Law" to hold her up, her body went limp. Her "Holy Glass" armor shattered into a thousand harmless pieces. She looked at her hands. They were warm."What... what have you done?" E
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Chapter 113
The world was not a small place, but for a god, it was starting to feel like a cage.High above the clouds, in the silent, white halls of the Seventh Sphere, the Archon of Wisdom sat in her chair of silver light. Her name was Sofia. She did not have wings made of feathers; she had wings made of glowing equations and geometric patterns. She was the mind of the Heavens. She was the one who watched the numbers.Sofia looked into her scrying pool. Usually, the pool showed a perfect garden. It showed the humans on Earth acting like good little sheep. It showed the Vanguards, the Saints, keeping everything quiet and ripe for the harvest. But today, the pool was full of static.She saw the silver flare of Chicago go dark. She saw the "Mother of Moscow" join the Shadow. She saw the "Tokyo Ronin" accept a violet mark. The Destroyer-King was moving too fast. He wasn't just killing the Angels; he was Stealing the Tools."He is taking the managers," Sofia whispered. Her voice was like the soun
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Chapter 114
A Saint in the middle of a crowded market was seconds away from detonating. Elijah appeared, "snipped" the energy cord, and moved on.Elijah was moving through the Null-Space at a speed that humans could not understand. To him, the world was a series of still pictures. He would arrive, delete a bomb, and jump again.But it was exhausting. Every time he deleted a "Protocol," it felt like he was cutting a piece of his own brain. The Mortal Bottleneck might be gone, but the Mental Strain was massive.His vision began to blur. His purple eyes were bleeding violet fluid. “Forty... fifty... eighty” Elijah counted.He was saving thousands of people in every city. But the Archon was smart. She was timing the explosions so that they would go off in a specific order, forcing Elijah to criss-cross the globe. She was draining his mana. She was making him "Play the Hero" so he wouldn't be ready for the real attack.Through the Authority of Empathy, Elijah felt the terror of the world. He felt the
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Chapter 115
Elijah flew across the dark, cold ocean. The water below him was no longer water; it was a black liquid that looked like ink. The "Total Crusade" of the Archangels was making the sky look like a broken television. Digital-white lines cut across the bruised purple clouds. In the distance, Elijah could see the silver "World-Eater" eyes watching, waiting for the order to delete the Earth.He was moving faster than sound. His six wings—now a shimmering violet-grey, left a trail of black frost in the air. He was tired. His human heart, the one he had just taken back from the bakery, was beating hard against his obsidian ribs. Every time he Void-Stepped across a continent, he felt a sharp pain in his head. But he could not stop. The "Sleeper Protocol" was a wildfire, and he was the only fireman.Elijah reached the ruins of London. The city was a forest of gray stone and fog. The giant clock tower, Big Ben, was leaning to the side, its face smashed. The river Thames was full of rusted shi
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Chapter 116
"Run, Elijah!" Arthur II begged. "I'm a bomb! I'm going to kill everyone in the Parliament cellar!"Below the tower, in the dark basements of the old palace, five hundred orphans were hiding. If Arthur II exploded, the tower would fall on them.Elijah looked at Arthur II. He saw the face of his old friend. He saw the terror of a man who was being forced to become a murderer. "I'm not leaving you, Arthur," Elijah said."You have to!""I am the Arbiter," Elijah said. his eyes turned a deep, royal purple. "And I don't follow the Father's rules."Elijah activated his Thread-Sight. The world turned gray. The stone of the tower, the clouds, and the armor all became shadows. Elijah saw the Threads.Connected to the base of Arthur II’s skull was a golden cord. It was as thin as a hair, but it glowed with a terrifying, holy intensity. It went straight up through the atmosphere, through the "World-Eater" eye, and into the Seventh Sphere.This was the Command-Link. It was the wire that the Arch
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Chapter 117
The Obsidian Spire stood tall in the gray light. It was a giant needle made of black glass. At the very top, the gray vortex of clouds spun in a slow, angry circle. This was Haven’s Drop. This was the only place on Earth where the Angels could not see.Elijah landed at the base of the Spire. He was tired. His human heart was beating fast. He had just spent hours flying across the world. He had saved thousands of people from the "Sleeper Protocol." He had cut the golden threads that turned heroes into bombs.Behind him, two figures landed softly in the metallic sand. One was Kenji, the Tokyo Ronin. He wore his black cloak, and his shadow on the ground moved like a living animal. The other was Elena, the Mother of Moscow. Her white hair fluttered in the ozone-wind, and her sapphire eyes looked at the 200-story tower with wonder."So this is the fortress," Kenji said. His voice was sharp. He looked at the black walls. "It looks like a grave that refused to stay in the ground.""It is a
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Chapter 118
Elijah was the bridge. He took the "Void-Static" from Lyra and the "Life-Energy" from Sarah. He mixed them with his own Erasure Flame.He didn't delete the souls. He deleted the Address. He reached into the "Code" of the Vanguards. He found the line that said: Property of the Heavens.He deleted it. He replaced it with a new line: Subject of the Grey. But then, the System sent a warning.[Warning: The Grey Frequency is unstable.][A Source is required to maintain the Soul-Shield.][The Soldiers cannot hold the frequency on their own. They are 'Clients'. They need a 'Server'.]Elijah felt the weight of the realization. He couldn't just give them a shield and walk away. A shield made of the Void was too heavy for a regular Vanguard to carry.If he wanted them to be safe from the "Remote-Delete," he had to carry the shield for them."Lord, you are fading!" Sarah cried out.Elijah looked at his own arms. The "Grey Nebula" of energy that usually swirled around his head was being pulled awa
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Chapter 119
The city of Paris was once called the City of Light. Now, it was a city of ghosts and gold.The Eiffel Tower was no longer a proud monument. It was a leaning skeleton of rusted iron, covered in the same "Aether-Vines" Elijah had seen in other cities. The streets were flooded with the dark waters of the Seine river, and the air smelled like old paper and expensive perfume.In the center of the city stood the Louvre. The famous glass pyramid was shattered, but the museum itself had been turned into a fortress. It was not a fortress of stone, but a fortress of "Holy Law." A blinding pillar of golden light shot out of the museum's courtyard, reaching so high it touched the silver "World-Eater" eye in the sky. This was the last stand of the Archangels' secret project.Inside the courtyard of the Louvre, five figures stood in a perfect star shape. They were the last five "Sleeper" Vanguards on Earth. These were humans who had been captured, erased, and rebuilt to be the perfect servants
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Chapter 120
Elijah looked up. A massive, twelve-winged shape was visible in the golden whirlpool. It was a being of white fire, carrying a sword that was three miles long. It was the Seraph of Justice. It was seconds away from touching the Earth."You think this ritual is a door," Elijah said. his voice was a choir of a thousand echoes. "But to me... it’s just a meal."Elijah knelt down. He didn't punch the sleepers. He didn't use a sword. He plunged both of his obsidian hands into the liquid gold pool at his feet."Erasure Flame: Inversion!" Elijah roared.Instead of shooting fire out, he pulled the energy in. He used the Akashic Mandate to "claim" the ritual. He told the universe that the pentagram didn't belong to the Archon of War. It belonged to the Destroyer-King.The golden light of the pentagram suddenly turned a dark, oily purple. The five sleepers screamed. They weren't being hit; they were being un-plugged. The golden cords that connected them to the Archon in Heaven were being sucke
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