Will angels interfere with the outcome of a divine war?
Maggie had always been curious about this question, and now that she had arrived in this era and faced the mysterious angels, she naturally asked the question.
"Won't."
El answered very decisively.
Angels were born very, very early, almost at the same time as the elemental spirits that existed in the primordial era.
Their form of existence is also unique; they have physical bodies and can be touched, but the angels detected by the magic detection instruments are merely a construct made up of dense energy.
Elemental spirits, on the other hand, are loose energy entities that cannot be touched, and their forms are relatively unfixed.
The way angels are born is also quite unique.
Unlike other races, they reproduce through procreation.
Generally, it is a very powerful will or heroic spirit from a certain race that will transform into an angel under certain conditions.
It will have a similar appearance to when it was alive, but it will lack the will and memories of when it was alive.
After reincarnation, she exists as an angel who maintains order, stripped of her emotions and vital signs, merely a maintainer of rules.
Maggie didn't like this feeling.
She had always felt that the angels who looked similar to the heroic spirits of various races had nothing to do with the heroic spirits themselves.
Whether it's in the soul or something else.
Because every heroic spirit possesses unparalleled emotions and a sense of honor towards their race.
But the expressionless angels around them were like an empty shell, a simulation.
It makes people very uncomfortable.
Moreover, according to the succubus Philomona, angels would secretly instigate wars to weaken the dominant races in order to balance the power between various races.
Is this the kind of behavior that heroic spirits who once represented the glory of their race could do?
Can they really bear to let their former people die?
Maggie didn't know.
But subconsciously, you'll feel disgusted.
So she was a little surprised when she heard El say that he wouldn't interfere with the outcome of the God War.
"I thought you would support disadvantaged races."
"Maggie said."
"No, the balance has been maintained well after the Scourge ended, and the angels have no reason to intervene."
As he spoke, El pointed to the top of the temple, where the floating scales, representing fairness, were now very close together. Although they were swaying slightly and tilting to one side, it was not a serious problem.
The scales are exquisitely crafted, with intricate patterns carved all over, including openwork angel designs made of gold wire. The weights on either side represent entropy increase and entropy decrease, respectively.
Increased entropy represents disorder, while decreased entropy represents order.
An excessively disordered world will become chaotic, filled with war, plague, stagnation of civilization, and destruction.
An overly orderly world becomes a monotonous machine.
No new things will emerge, all things will lose their diversity, and the development of civilization will cease forever.
That would also be detrimental to the development of the world.
No matter which way the scales tip, the angels will intervene to keep it within a normal range.
"Once the struggle for the divine throne ends, the scales will become more balanced and will no longer sway."
El withdrew his gaze, his indifferent eyes falling on Maggie, yet it was as if he were looking through Maggie at something else.
Maggie glanced at the scales, then at El.
A strange thought suddenly came to her mind.
Why are you telling me all this?
To the angels, she must have been a very suspicious person, so why did El explain so much to her?
"Because of the karma you bear, I have long been connected with you."
The angel's words were ambiguous, and Maggie didn't quite understand.
“I had been in contact with you long before we met, and I should have met you in the future. This cause and effect will not change.”
"Since everything in the past and future is already predetermined and there is no room for change, anything I say to you now is already part of the established trajectory and will not have any impact, so it doesn't matter."
El probably sensed Maggie's confusion and, unusually, offered a few more words of explanation.
Maggie didn't quite understand his logic, and she didn't know what cause and effect meant.
However, she had indeed met El.
But... that's strange. If she met El in the future, how could he know that now?
So why didn't El recognize her in the future when he could clearly see her face now?
At that time, in the Green Forest, El clearly did not know her.
Otherwise, if she were a human who existed in both the past and the future, what would be the difference between her and a system vulnerability? It would be strange if she weren't taken down by the firewall.
How could I possibly still want to work with her?
Angels have memories that are almost like storage devices; Maggie doesn't believe she's forgotten her.
It's a bit strange, a bit suspicious.
Maggie silently made a mental note of this.
Although she remembers nothing about it after waking up, Maggie believes there will definitely be a chance to connect her dreams with reality.
Eventually she will remember everything.
"You mean, my being here was destined?"
Maggie had considered the possibility, but hearing it from an angel's mouth still sent chills down her spine.
"Um."
El responded to Maggie's words indifferently, stopped looking in the direction of the sacred mountain, and turned to walk up the steps of the temple and into it.
After thinking for a moment, Maggie tentatively moved her body and, finding that the angels around her did not stop her, followed El up.
She had never seen this temple in the comics before; it seemed like a very mysterious place, and she wanted to remember it.
Temple steps are usually designed to be very close together, and each step is very low, so Maggie had to take small, quick steps to go up.
She's ladylike, but inexplicably kind of cute.
Maggie climbed upwards, and before she knew it, she realized something was wrong.
Are the temple steps really that high?
She looked up and realized she had only walked a tiny bit, and she began to question the meaning of life.
The spot where she and El were standing was at the lowest edge of the entire aerial temple, where they could see the sacred mountain.
However, the interior of the temple can only be seen by going inside.
It wasn't until Maggie had completely stepped onto the temple gates that she was absolutely certain there was something wrong here.
If it weren't for the fact that her stamina wouldn't be depleted, she probably wouldn't have been able to climb such a distant, endless flight of stairs.
"You're up."
Al stood before a huge angel statue and, without turning around, confirmed that the person who had come was Maggie.
Maggie watched El's retreating figure speechlessly, then glanced at the towering angel statue, her feelings a complex mix that defied description.
This guy clearly has wings.
I don't know if they were deliberately wasting her time or if they wanted to see her climb the stairs until she was exhausted.
It feels like a bad thing.
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