The tower’s message wasn’t very lengthy, but that made deciphering its full meaning challenging. For a moment, it felt as though my thoughts had come to a standstill.0

I had anticipated that a hidden mission would emerge,  but for the notification to appear so abruptly without a single precursor still surprised me. To make matters worse, the content itself deeply unsettled me.0

A curse and the Catastrophe? And what is “shackle of truth” supposed to mean? Is the curse responsible for transforming the angels? 0

Unfortunately, while questions bounced around my head, I couldn’t dwell on them now. In the sky, the angels had already begun to writhe and contort.0

I unleashed a pulse of mana, forcing back any approaching fallen angels, before quickly refocusing on the shifting forms overhead.0

“Agh! Ah!”0

“Our… sins…!”0

The most peculiar thing was the horror etched across the faces of the transforming angels. Their expressions all mirrored each other, a sudden, dreadful realization, as though some buried truth had surfaced.0

The only clue was a single word: sins.0

Sins? What sins?3

Another question appeared, trying to draw my attention, but I pushed it to the side just like I had the others. Investigation could come later. 0

First, I need to regroup the climbers.0

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