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    Chapter 22: Beginning to Accommodate

    Clang! Clang!

    In Backlund, Trier, Lenburg, Saint-Milon, and other places, doors and windows closed at the same time despite the absence of wind, shutting tightly.

    At the headquarters of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, inside a white tower.

    Luca, who was on duty in the underground area, sensed this unusual movement and abruptly stood.

    As a Prophet, he keenly perceived that something was happening.

    The old man, wearing a plain white robe embroidered with brass threads, immediately used a secret technique and arrived in a single step at the entrance to the underground area. He reached out and pushed at the door.

    But the door, which should not have been heavy to a demigod, did not move in the slightest at that moment. It was as if it had been sealed shut by an invisible power.

    Luca Brewster did not forcibly attempt various methods. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the depths underground.

    It was completely silent there. Not the slightest sound came from within.

    This isn’t normal… Luca did not need to rely on his Beyonder powers to judge that something had gone wrong here.

    Ordinarily, from the deepest part underground, waves of sound would always spread out—sounds that made one’s hair stand on end and sent chills down the spine. But now, they had vanished as if they had never existed.

    Others might not know, but as a high-ranking member of the Church of Knowledge, Luca knew that those sounds came from an extremely terrifying Sealed Artifact, one whose exact details even he did not understand. They could not disappear for no reason.

    The current situation could only explain one thing:

    Either that Sealed Artifact had broken free from its restrictions and entered an even stranger state, or it had been further sealed and could no longer exert any influence on the outside world.

    And no matter which possibility it was, it meant that an ultimate danger was hidden nearby, because that Sealed Artifact’s number was:

    0-01!

    At the top of Bayam’s remaining bell tower, the light on Amon’s monocle gradually faded and returned to normal.

    Just now, Mr. Error had displayed His newly obtained Beyonder ability without the slightest concealment, revealing a fact to every existence watching Him:

    He had already accommodated the Door Uniqueness and obtained its corresponding authority!

    He had used it moments ago to close all things in the world related to the concept of “door,” strengthening the effect of closure to the greatest possible degree.

    This caused all items in sealed states within the orthodox Churches and secret organizations to become unusable for a short time, because no one could undo their seals.

    Even if a true god descended from the astral world, They might still need a certain amount of time to break the restriction.

    Thus, Amon excluded the overwhelming majority of Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts from the divine battle that might occur next, eliminating the need to consider their corresponding interference.

    Of course, this influence exerted over the entire world through authority could not be maintained for long unless Mr. Error, Amon, devoted all His energy to it. Precisely because of this, He had not done it in advance. Only after observing the disturbance in Klein’s anchors did He suddenly act.

    —The more powerful a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact was, the more terrifying its negative effects tended to be. This was especially true for those capable of affecting the level of gods. Even Sequence 0 true gods might not necessarily be able to endure them for long. Therefore, true gods would not undo their seals until They needed to use them. Otherwise, this would bring Them even greater interference, with gains unable to make up for losses.

    After finishing this, Amon placed a hand on the railing, lightly leapt up, and sat atop the bell tower’s guardrail in a manner utterly lacking the image of a true god.

    As He gazed at the horizon, He leisurely waited for the concealment to be…

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