Watching Silver Lamp collapse on the bloody net of the cage and vomit a pool of fresh blood, Ash exhaled a turbid breath as golden sparks flitted through the air.

Although he had experienced numerous battles before, seemingly it was his first time being ruthless to a young girl; he didn't know if it was Igula and Harvey who lowered his standards, or the Sword Maiden and the Witch who raised his threshold.

However, Ash did not hesitate at all, the same old saying, even if he had to bring Silver Lamp alive back to the Four Pillars God Sect to resolve sensory issues, if he did not reduce Silver Lamp's threat to noticeably benign levels, he couldn't rest easy.

Ash's limbs touched the ground, and like a cat, he arched his back, his forehead's pointed horn emitted blazing lightning, his body intensified the compression of the Golden Thunder resembling a layer of thin golden fur—if Freyja saw this, she would definitely say I looked like a very hairy Meiwa, the Cult Leader thought.

But at this moment, him retracting into a large cat did not mean weakening, but becoming more ferocious. The rampant electricity was because he had initially hosted the god, which means he couldn't control the power of the Transcendence Prison Technique resulting in the unnecessary waste, and now he actively reined all energy, implying his destructive power would transcend the limits of legends.

Whether Silver Lamp was feigning death or genuinely passed out, his next move would completely disarm Silver Lamp!

Swoosh!

A shadowy figure streaked across space, dazzling lightning illuminated the entire area, Ash's Thunder Claw aimed at the limbs of the failure, carving a cruel trace!

Snap!

When Ash tore through Silver Lamp's arms, he saw not flesh and blood at the break, but a surge of blue thunder!

Electricity!?

As they touched up close, Ash realized the Silver Lamp collapsed on the ground was merely a mass of thunder, he instantly reacted, turning to look at the fresh blood on the ground behind him!

Just like he had deceived Silver Lamp's judgment using "act" and "substitute" Illusion Technique Spirits, Silver Lamp had also duped him with a Miracle!

However, Silver Lamp had already abandoned the blood illusion disguise, her right hand stabbed toward Ash's neck like a scalpel!

Slash!

The two immediately separated upon contact; Ash retreated to the other end of the room, touched the scratch on his neck, and as he breathed, blood continuously spilled from it—Silver Lamp had nearly sliced through his windpipe.

"At the moment close to death, what flashed through your mind?"

Weiser appeared undamaged; she calmly said, "Is it someone you want to meet, something you want to do, or those unspeakable desires? Justice, conscience, ideals, yearnings... all crumble so easily before death."

"This is the difference between illusion and eternity; you people trapped in the narrative of illusions fear death, despair from being lost, and suffer from unfulfilled desires. I sympathize with you, you voluntarily imprison yourselves in illusions to endure pain, yet you don't realize that just one step forward would grant you eternal peace."

"You consider everything in the illusion as fate, yet you don't realize that is just a drama woven by the Void Realm for reality."

Ash raised an eyebrow, searching for an opportunity while asking, "What do you mean?"

"Have you not thought about it?" Weiser smiled, "Since the Void Realm can resonate with our knowledge, why can't it resonate with emotions, with desires, with fears?"

"The less you lack something, the easier it is to obtain; the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen. Many factions have appeared in the Land of Senluo, but survival has nothing to do with ideals, it's all about resources. Those with resources often quickly grow strong in the beginning, those without, no matter how grand their pursuit, will vanish in history."

"The more stable factions pursue happiness in the Void Realm, the more desperate hungry factions generate more imaginative fantasies of despair."

"You must have seen similar things in other countries, right? Money flows towards those who aren't short of it, love towards those not devoid of it, misfortune seeks out the unlucky."

"Fate is only the echo of your cries to the Void Realm."

For a moment, Ash thought of many people, Hanna, Banjee, Igula, Harvey... even himself. He had never truly settled down, constantly living amidst crisis to the point where he almost grew accustomed to it.

But when Ash thought of Liss and the Sword Maiden, Hanna and Freyja, his mood quickly calmed down. Perhaps he was still unable to escape fate, but at least many people he knew were already on the best path.

"Fate Faction?" Ash tentatively asked.

Weiser neither confirmed nor denied it; she said so only to mislead Ash regarding her Magic Faction and to buy some time.

Zzt.

The electric light on Weiser's body suddenly completely dissipated, leaving only a blue electric tail. Ash realized something was wrong—unless she was dispersing her power on purpose, this phenomenon could only mean she had complete control over the Sonic Strum Technique.

But no matter, the combat power of the Transcendence Prison Technique was stronger than the Sonic Strum Technique; if it really came to a fight, Ash was not worried—

Weiser stood at the cage's edge by the doorway, pressed her hand above it, and the cage's blood light suddenly turned into a safe green light, then Weiser walked out of the cage, turning back to look at a baffled Ash.

"You still harbor illusions about illusions because you haven't yet lost enough."

Weiser pressed the wall again, and the cage turned back into a blood net, then she actually walked toward the elevator, leisurely escaping!

Ash immediately rushed up and struck the blood net, but the blood net only twisted and did not shatter.

Even with his full-powered attacks, it would optimistically take several minutes, by which time Silver Lamp would have been basking in the moonlight outside!

Why could Silver Lamp unlock the cage here, isn't this supposed to be Transcend Sect's territory?

The Cult Leader looked at the electricity in his palm, suddenly recalling what he had just read from the Great Skill. Both Transcendence Prison Technique and Sonic Strum were remnants of the Gray Fox Era, and they were officially recognized citizens by all relics, which enabled them to collect past intelligence.

This building was not the territory of the Transcend Sect.

The Transcend Sect was merely a group of outsiders, like mice stealing food from the fridge, cockroaches sleeping in the shoe cabinet, wild cats playing on the computer. The owners of this building still belonged to the citizens of the old era over two hundred years ago.

It was evident that Silver Lamp had easily opened the cage because the building was willing to obey her commands!

That meant—

When Ash realized this, thunder quietly merged into his spirit, forming a blurry identity card inside!

He reached out to touch the blood net of the cage and obtained mental options like "Maintain," "Unlock," "Cancel," "Contact Customer Service," and directly canceled the cage, also contacting customer service to demand the building stop the high-speed elevator!

"Sorry, respected guest, you do not have the necessary permissions."

Just a citizen's identity wasn't enough... Ash charged forward, punched through the elevator door, sabotaged the elevator shaft's facilities to force it to stop, and then transformed into lightning to chase up the elevator shaft!

Within just that moment, the elevator had already reached the 50th floor; Ash chased up to find Silver Lamp continuing to escape through the ceiling, silently pursuing upwards!

Weiser was surprised to see Ash behind her. Although she initially used Illusion Technique Spirit to confuse Sonic Strum Great Skill to complete Hosting, to unlock all permissions, she also had to deepen the "illusion" effect continuously and use Thousand Mechanism Technique Spirit transformed into Thunder Technique Spirit that Sonic Strum liked, thereby gaining Sonic Strum's trust.

Even if Ash reacted immediately, he did not possess the relevant Technique Spirit, how could he unlock the permissions so quickly? He clearly wasn't the real First Gospel!

However, the situation was still favorable for Weiser; Riding the elevator wasn't a waste of aurum. Just now, she already knew what permissions she had as a citizen. Coming out of the elevator, she immediately applied for an emergency exit, the building opened a hole in the middle of each floor toward both sides, forming a direct escape route to the surface!

Although Sonic Strum's combat power was not as good as Transcendence Prison Technique, her speed was slightly faster; the slower Ash couldn't catch up with her!

Just as she turned into lightning dashing towards the night, she saw a netherworldly dark green evil spirit jumping down from above!

Netherworld Ghost King!

Harvey, riding the Nightmare Steed, clad in terrifying armor made of Ice Cold Flowing Fire, held high a despairing blade that resembled both a scythe and a knife. Though he was alone, dozens of Netherworld Knight phantoms crowded the channel, attacking like a cavalry charge!

Weiser couldn't help but feel ripples in her heart—how could the Necromancer be above!? Clearly, after the 90th floor was sealed, not even the Transcend followers could bypass the 90th floor!

But she immediately realized.

The Necromancer had run to the upper floors before the 90th floor was sealed!

She and Ash had fought for quite a while in the Upload Room on the 100th floor; the Transcend Sect wouldn't pay attention to them, even if someone captured them, the Spirit Mage could handle it. Besides, they couldn't intervene in the battle between the Great Skills, so they went to the top floor to ambush first!

That kind of thinking wasn't something Ash could come up with... Likely the handiwork of the Spirit Mage.

However...

Weiser's speed didn't decrease at all, like a string of electric light, she crashed into Harvey's Netherworld blade!

Pop!

The blade of Despair, the terrifying armor, the Nightmare Steed... The Netherworld Knight was easily pierced like paper, and even though Harvey tried to dodge, Weiser's hand still penetrated his chest, instantly turning flesh and bone into char under high voltage!

A Mage without a Holy Domain, dared to block the path of The Hosted God?

Just then, a nearly deafening screech filled the building, drilling into Weiser's ears. She looked toward the source, only to see the Spirit Mage standing at the edge of the hole, holding a megaphone.

In a Hosted God state, this kind of mental attack couldn't even disturb her, but the Necromancer's eardrums probably couldn't be saved. Although she didn't know why the Spirit Mage would go mad with Ash, he clearly still had his sanity. He wouldn't challenge The Hosted God head-on, only performing miracles on the fringe to show he had tried.

They had to keep him, he was Ash's most likely loophole—

Wait, if the Spirit Mage was just putting on a show, why did he still hold a megaphone?

Weiser suddenly turned her head, only to see a Black Crow of death already descending above her!

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