With a thunderous roar,
The sunlight engulfed the stooped Arithmetician; the sea of blood he had conjured evaporated instantly, and the thick, fishy stench of blood disappeared as if vanquished by demons.
His body turned into char and then disintegrated inch by inch, completely collapsing.
In the end, only a burnt lump of what was his brain remained, falling to the ground.
Inside the Ark, the sunlight gradually faded into the darkness, and the conjured projection dissipated like a reflection in water, as if everything had been a dream.
The lights went out, leaving only the scent of sunlight in the corridor.
The authoritative voice seemed to still echo in their ears.
"This is Thoth's contingency, activating the Sun God Matrix here and outputting it in reverse to kill the Arithmetician. It seems, then, that in that era, the practice of the Divine Ashes Technique was prohibited, and they managed to leverage some power to suppress these people."