Ascendants of Ancients Sovereign - By Phillip Jones Page 0,104

you wish. Isn’t there a sunset you should be watching someplace?”

Bailem grumbled and then vanished without saying another word.

Lasidious called for a team meeting inside his home. He would allow their entrance and gave them specific instruction to appear at the Peak of Bailem.

A moment later, the Book of Immortality made one final statement before those who were left vanished. “It appears this contest follows the rules of free will. I don’t see a law being broken. Let the game begin.”

After the others vanished, Lasidious and the Book were all that remained. “Where’s Celestria?” the Book queried.

Rather than answer, Lasidious rolled his eyes and then vanished.

LASIDIOUS and his team are in his home, deep beneath the Peaks of Angels. The gods present at this meeting are Yaloom, God of Greed; Mieonus, Goddess of Hate; Hosseff, the shade, God of Death; Jervaise, the spirit, Goddess of Fire; Lictina, the lizardian, the Goddess of Earth; and Owain, the dwarf, God of Water. The one god missing from the meeting is Celestria, the Goddess of Beasts.

Planning has begun. Lasidious has told his team about George, Kepler, and Kroger’s alliance. Since the Mischievous One is unable to give his team the exact location of the first piece of the Crystal Moon, all he could divulge was that he might change his mind and put a second piece on Grayham. By the moment the meeting ended, they all congratulated him on the manipulation that ended in Bassorine’s destruction.

BAILEM, said to be the only angel in existence, also the God of the Sun, is holding his own team meeting. The gods present at his home are Alistar, God of the Harvest; Keylom, the centaur, God of Peace; Calla, the Goddess of Truth; and Helmep, the God of Healing. They don’t know where to start. All they know is the first piece of the crystal is somewhere on Grayham. The meeting seems pointless, but they do hope to recruit the new ascendant the Book intends to exalt when he replaces Bassorine’s position as God of War.

SAM has finished his early morning training, and he is now familiar with Angels Arena. The fighter is with Shalee, and he has a few moments before his fight. Sam’s battle will be the last fight of the evening, and by all estimates, the confrontation will end just before dusk.

HELGA is working to plan stronger lessons for Shalee. The older sorceress has given her pupil a few Peaks off in order to accomplish this task.

The night prior to his destruction, Bassorine visited Helga during the estimated series of moments called midnight. He told the sorceress that Shalee could handle aggressive growth to her magical foundation. He would not say why, but he did instruct Helga not to speak of their conversation with anyone, including Shalee. As with most beings, the God of War left the older sorceress with many unanswered questions.

CELESTRIA is on Luvelles. The mother-to-be is helping the witches clean their home to prepare her baby’s room. She hasn’t been this excited about anything since she became a goddess. It has been well over 100,000 seasons since last she made something without using her power. She is finding the task to be quite the challenge.

MOSLEY stayed with BJ after Sam was finished familiarizing himself with how the sand of the arena floor would affect his movements.

The fights started at the Peak of Bailem. The trainer then excused himself and headed for the nobleman’s box.

Mosley is about to receive an unexpected visitor.

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CHAPTER 15

A God's Gift

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A Revelation

Angels Village

MOSLEY WAS SNIFFING THE walls of the corridors beneath Angels Arena to pass his moments. He was about to give one of the walls a squirt when the Book of Immortality appeared.

“Mosley, we must speak,” the Book stated as it hovered in front of the wolf. Without waiting for a response, the Book teleported with Mosley to a secluded location on the hidden god world, Ancients Sovereign.

When they reappeared, they were in a valley that was nestled at the center of a mountain range known as Sylvan Spirits—the same mountain range where Hosseff, the God of Death, had made his home. The valley was vast, and the shade had turned it into a personal garden, but this garden was not like any other Mosley had ever seen.

The vegetation was angry and tormented. Groups of trees were scattered throughout, but no matter what species the wolf looked at, they looked ghost-like. Their long limbs were reaching for their