“I know about the Void Gate Spirit,” Vesser asked, puzzled. “What’s the matter?”

“The Void Gate Spirit can create a passage to other places,” Ashe said. “This naturally includes other Kingdoms.”

“I know, but-“

“Do you know why I came to the Silent Spiral?”

Vesser was taken aback. To be honest, although she was somewhat surprised by Ashe’s appearance, it wasn’t entirely unexpected. Her relationship with Ashe was tangled like a mess, and moreover, she had caused such a commotion in the Silent Spiral that attracting Ashe, this unexpected catalyst, was only natural.

Vesser had originally thought she would encounter Ashe when she opened the Silent Spiral and would have to fight a bitter battle to reach the eighteenth level. Unexpectedly, the journey was so smooth, and after everything settled, Ashe arrived late to attend her coronation ceremony.

Her first reaction was that Ashe came specifically to stop her, but on second thought, it seemed that not many days had passed since she opened the Silent Spiral. Even if Ashe traveled day and night, it would be difficult to rush over from Black Robe Town or other neutral areas.

In other words, when she opened the Silent Spiral, Ashe was already on his way.

His destination was also the Silent Spiral, but not for her. And now Ashe’s goal was singular, coupled with the Void Gate Spirit…

“You’re here to use the Void Gate Spirit in the Silent Spiral to create a passage to other Kingdoms?”

Ashe nodded, “You probably also know the drawbacks of the Void Gate Spirit. If used on the surface, the Void Gate passage is not only unstable but also likely to lead to chaotic flows. Even if it’s a real passage, the other side could be soil, lava, or ocean currents.”

“But someone learned from Fate Questioning that the correct way to use the Void Gate Spirit is underground. The farther from the surface, the more stable the Void Gate passage, and it’s easier to refresh a real passage… We’re here to create a real passage to the Gospel Kingdom.”

“So, there’s already a solution.” Ashe grabbed Vesser’s shoulders and said excitedly, “The Senlo Kingdom can be destroyed, but before its destruction, we can create a stable Void Gate passage to transfer all Senlo people to a safe Kingdom!”

Vesser’s lips trembled slightly, but she quickly said, “Other Kingdoms don’t welcome foreign travelers. Going there rashly will only be treated as pests!”

“We can go to the Gospel Kingdom!” Ashe said. “The Empress of the Gospel Kingdom is my daughter… my family. I should be able to persuade her to accept the Senlo people, and there are only tens of millions of Senlo people, the Gospel Kingdom can easily absorb them.”

“Even if we don’t go to the Gospel Kingdom, going to the Blood Moon or other Kingdoms is still better than staying in the wasteland waiting to die. Going to other Kingdoms at least offers a chance of survival, but staying in the wasteland means only perishing with the Dream!”

Vesser shook her head, “But how could they possibly be willing to leave the wasteland? Senlo people are religious fanatics; they only wish to stay in the Senlo Kingdom to realize their ideal. Moreover, this is their homeland… Even if it’s barren and chaotic, the night sky starless, and Choking Green rampant, it’s still the land that gave birth to them and raised them.”

“Yes, I also think it’s difficult to drive the Senlo people away from the wasteland. I’ve been pondering how to solve this problem since I came. After all, even if evidence is presented, the vast majority will certainly not believe such a thing-they cannot accept such a future.” Ashe looked at Vesser and said seriously, “But you’ve already solved this biggest difficulty!”

“Me?”

“As you gradually take over the Senlo Dream, the wasteland will also turn into a dead land, as if Doomsday is approaching step by step!” Ashe said, “Even religious fanatics cannot squander their lives in a certain death situation; they will surely save their lives for when it’s more necessary.”

“If the newly born Void Gate concept is the key to unlocking the deadlock, then Silver Lantern, you are the hand to untie the knot! Precisely because of your pressure, whether Senlo sorcerers are willing or not, they will inevitably study how to use the Void Gate Spirit to escape the wasteland!”

“By then, the Chasm Sovereign of Senlo, the Senlo people, the Senlo Kingdom, can all start anew,” Ashe said. “Silver Lantern, you don’t need to try any harder.”

Vesser quietly slid down, her expression dazed, sitting on the beach murmuring, “It seems… really feasible.”

She wasn’t unaware of the Void Gate Spirit, but after trying it a few times, she felt its use was too random and didn’t pay much attention. Moreover, she had been unable to log into the Virtual Realm due to soul damage, and in reality, besides gathering Intelligence, she was less active outside, all of which led Vesser to misjudge the Void Gate Spirit.

“If that’s the case, isn’t the Gray Fox sorcerer terribly wrong?” Vesser suddenly laughed, “And the Chasm Sovereign of Senlo too, all those who died in the Dead City…”

Ashe squatted down, looking at her, and said, “Actually, they didn’t choose wrong; it’s just that when they made their choice, there wasn’t a better option.”

“Two hundred years ago, that was the right choice; when you entered the Dead City, it was the right choice; even when I first came to the Senlo wasteland, it was still the right choice.”

“But who could have foreseen that the newly formed concept would be a Void Gate concept that could regularize time travel between Kingdoms?” Ashe thought it was funny too, “Were the four who seized the Inheritance all aiming to time travel between Kingdoms?”

Vesser was startled, glanced at him, and silently watched the little hermit crab crawling out of the sand.

“Moreover, their efforts weren’t in vain. If you hadn’t become the Dream Master, this migration plan wouldn’t even be possible,” Ashe said. “No one knows when they will become the protagonist chosen by fate.”

“So, let’s go.”

Ashe reached out to her, “Let’s go back and reverse this tragedy.”

Vesser looked at him calmly, silent for a long time, gradually revealing a helpless smile, and extended her hand-

To push Ashe’s hand away.

“I’m not you; I don’t have an excess of justice, nor am I interested in watching those I don’t know applaud me,” Vesser stood up and said, “If you want to be the savior, go ahead. Anyway, you have to return to the Gospel Kingdom, even if it’s just to bring your Empress some population benefits.”

Ashe was somewhat surprised and asked in confusion, “What about you? Aren’t you leaving?”

“Why should I leave?” Vesser walked into the shallow water, letting the sea wash over her calves. “Whether there’s a Void Gate or not, what I need to do remains unchanged.”

Ashe looked at her back and asked, “Are you still determined to destroy Senlo? To stay here and be buried with Senlo?”

“Yes, I’m not leaving.” Vesser shrugged. “I’ve been planning this for over a decade. Senlo’s average lifespan is only 25 years. This matter has spanned my childhood, youth, and adulthood; it’s my life… If I give it up, it would be like denying my own life.”

“Senlo people are all religious fanatics, and I’m no exception.” She lifted her head and closed her eyes, letting the sea breeze caress her face. “Destroying Senlo is my faith.”

Ashe shook his head. “But now there’s a Void Gate, you can just let Senlo fend for itself in the future; there’s no need…”

“In Senlo, faith has always been a necessity of life,” Vesser said. “And do you really need me to spell it out for you-I enjoy this work.”

“Huh?”

“In the beginning, I might have truly run around to save people, feeling joy in saving lives. But later, I realized what truly ignited all my passion was the act of destroying the world.”

“I want to see the grandeur of world destruction, see the remnants after the destruction, listen to the earth’s wails, look at the scars in the sky, feel the wind’s escape, and see the sea part.” Vesser turned her face to look at Ashe. “Just like some sorcerers fly towards the sun until they burn out, some want to slay the white bull to shake the Virtual Realm, and some turn themselves into experimental subjects for random modifications…”

“So there are also lives born for destruction.”

Ashe asked, “Even if it means dying?”

“I’m not the Mercury Trojan Horse; I’m a normal Senlo person,” Vesser said. “Senlo people aren’t afraid of death. Moreover…”

“Reality is just a momentary delusion, and the virtual realm is the eternal future,” she said. “I’ve already proven the first part, and now it’s time to verify the second.”

Reality is just a momentary delusion, and the virtual realm is the eternal future.

Ashe was silent for a moment and said, “I thought you were motivated by guilt, wanting to use your death to atone for your past actions.”

“If thinking that way leaves a good impression of me on you, then think that way,” Vesser said. “But isn’t it possible that as a Dream Master, I simply can’t leave this layer?”

“This is the starting point of the Dream and also my cage.” Vesser raised her hands in a lifting gesture. “Once I completely take over the Senlo Dream, I’ll support the entire Senlo Dream here until it completely collapses into ruins.”

“Whether the Senlo people can be saved or not, my fate is already sealed.” Vesser lowered her hands and said, “But thank you. Your words mean a lot to me.”

Ashe sighed, “Is there no way?”

“For a mortal to untie one dead knot is remarkable enough; don’t think about challenging a second one,” Vesser said. “By the way, if you want to save people, don’t go around talking about my affairs. Continue with the old propaganda about me.”

“What do you mean?”

“The world is going to end, and it’s Silver Lantern’s doing.” Vesser’s lips curled upward. “I guarantee this statement will make them believe in Doomsday 50% more and increase their speed by 20%.”

“Indeed.” Ashe’s lips curled upward as he shook his head. “Your infamy is known from the Four Pillars Cult to the Transcendent Cult.”

“Isn’t there always a story about a demon king who wants to destroy the world for no apparent reason? Although it’s cliché, it’s the easiest story to believe.” Vesser said, “Since someone has to be the savior, someone has to be the demon king, and I am the demon king.”

She pointed behind Ashe, and a Fog Gate quietly formed.

“Go on.” Vesser said, “Next time we meet, it’ll be in the eternal Virtual Realm.”

Ashe said, “Usually, that’s called a farewell.”

“But I think it’s a reunion,” Vesser said. “By then, there won’t be any delusions.”

With that, Vesser turned to look at her reflection in the sea. She suddenly remembered something: should she tell him that Silver Lantern is actually Vesser? After all, taking such a secret to the grave is meaningless, not even a burial offering.

Ashe would surely realize that Vesser was the mole from the start, and that she had used rhetoric in the Virtual Realm to guide his actions in reality. But at this point, Vesser didn’t care if Ashe would dislike her even more.

But even if she didn’t say it, he would find out sooner or later. Thinking this way, she decided not to say it-Vesser had already ruined one of his chances to solve the mystery in the Dead City, so this time she’d let him enjoy the pleasure of discovering the truth.

Thinking this, Vesser suddenly felt something strange and turned to see that Ashe hadn’t left yet.

However, Ashe wasn’t looking at her; he was staring blankly at the sea behind her.

Vesser turned around and was also stunned.

On the vast azure sea, a battered ship was sailing through the stormy waves. On the highest mast stood three figures.

As the ship approached the beach, it gradually began to disintegrate. The three figures on the mast remained unmoved, and when the ship was finally broken down, it conveniently delivered them to the edge of the beach, where they stepped onto the soft sand.

During this process, Ashe and Vesser had unknowingly stood together, watching these three Uninvited Guests with vigilance.

“Hello, successor.”

The first to speak was a handsome man with glasses, dressed in a white feathered trench coat and wearing a white top hat. “Nice to meet you, I’m Dove.”

Another figure, a red-haired cat-eared girl wearing a white shirt and black suspender skirt, waved enthusiastically and giggled, “Hello, I’m Fire Cat!”

The long-legged woman with blue hair and a white feathered dress said coldly, “Bluebird.”