Sorcerer’s Handbook

Eliminate the Omniscient Heaven, Burn the Fate Spiderweb?

Ashe’s words, though audacious, did not invite disdain or scorn; they were not the ramblings of a madman. On the contrary, everyone heard the resolve in his voice.

“No.”

Deya, watching Ashe from within the vine fortress, her eyes brimming with tears, said, “I don’t want to wait any longer… I’ll burn the spiderweb now and make a wish to keep you here!”

“Have you forgotten? Once we leave that place, you can’t choose anymore.” Ashe sighed, “If only we could Summon Divine Intervention before the Ritual, things might have been different… But the Omniscient Weaver’s dictionary does not contain the word ‘if’. Her plans are seamless, and those spiders haven’t left us any chance.”

“But we haven’t lost out completely, at least you have become the true Empress of the First Gospel.” Ashe winked, “Either you find me, or I find a way back, and then together we’ll deplete the Omniscient Weaver’s resources and take her place in Heaven, how about that?”

“You all are deceiving me…” Deya couldn’t hold back any longer. She bit her lip hard, tears streaming down her face, her voice quivering, “Everyone is bullying me!

The Empress does it, the Gospel does it, the Angels do it, the Weaver does it… even you do it!”

“We were supposed to be a family, you were the one who said it, I didn’t force you, how could you go back on your word? How could you… not want me…” She swung her little fists at the vine fortress.

“We are already a family.” Ashe said, “When I know there’s someone thinking of me wherever I go, I know I have a place to return to, I’ll never be a stray dog, my heart filled with the happiness of a family dog.”

“No, we can still be together.” Deya said through clenched teeth, “I can make it recognize that I am also of the First Gospel, even if it won’t release you, at least it will take me too, then we can accept the Summon together!”

“Sure,” Ashe said calmly. “But when you were in the Omniscient Heaven, why did you neither choose to burn the spiderweb as a wish nor refuse to inherit the spiderweb legacy? Instead, you chose to inherit it and held onto the unfinished strands, continuing to weave the future of the Gospel?”

Deya was taken aback.

“If you choose to leave with me, it’s no different from burning the spiderweb. It’s like directly pulling out the civilizational foundations of the Gospel Kingdom; what follows will inevitably be the collapse of civilization,” Ashe continued. “Do you think you can accept that consequence?”

“What does that consequence have to do with her?” Harvey suddenly interjected. “People only need to be responsible for themselves. If you decide to be kind-hearted and try to save the world, and it ends up failing, should the disaster be blamed on you?”

“Harvey, that’s the difference between good kids and bad kids,” Ashe chuckled. “There are always those who find joy in others’ happiness, sorrow in others’ sadness, delight in others’ fortune, and rage in others’ misfortune… And I don’t think Lise needs to shoulder the future of the Gospel; I just want to know why she is willing to take on this responsibility.”

“I don’t want to be a good kid!” Deya shouted. “What do the others in the Gospel have to do with me? I hope they all just die!”

“Then why do you choose to continue weaving the future of the Gospel?”

“I just think it looks cool, and I feel like you would praise me!” Deya sniffed harshly. “I don’t care about the Gospel at all, and I don’t need praise from those I don’t know. I just need… I just want…”

“Alright,” Ashe said softly. “Then come with me.”

Qenna, Yvaren, and the others’ pupils dilated, and Deya was also stunned. She wiped her tears and asked, “Would you like that?”

“With a family member who possesses the power of a deity by my side, what wouldn’t I like?” Ashe smiled.

“But that would destroy the Gospel,” Deya recalled the images of Doomsday from the Art Ranking and other ranking lists, hesitatingly asked, “You won’t blame me, will you?”

“Although I feel the term is somewhat inappropriate, my ‘hometown’ should be the Blood Moon Kingdom,” Ashe said. “If the Gospel Kingdom were to suffer a disaster, I would sympathize with them, but I would never hold any resentment towards you. No matter which path you choose-be it the Empress’s path, an ordinary path, or one of turmoil-I will be by your side.”

“Although I hope you won’t regret it, humans are creatures of regret. Those who don’t are either Saints or Fiends. Sometimes, after arguing with Igor, I regret not having been more clever in my insults.”

Igor snorted coldly.

“So, I hope you choose a path where, even if you do regret it, you can share that burden with me. As long as you don’t find a place to drown alone in regret, I will always pull you up,” Ashe continued.

Deya foolishly peered at him through the gaps in the vines, tears wobbling in her eyes, and sniffled, “You’re breaking the rules again…”

“You’re just bullying me,” she said, biting her lip. “You say it so nicely because you know I won’t just walk away with you!”

“Yes, that’s right,” Ashe laughed. “Because Lise is such a kind and good child.”

“And now, the amnesiac princess has returned home, and the wandering knight should let go.”

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a dull thump, and Harvey got entangled and pulled into the vine fortress, placed beside Ashe. Ashe was stunned, “How did you get caught?”

“Tired,” Harvey replied succinctly. “I was listening to you talk and wasn’t paying attention.”

“But,” he paused, “I wanted to come with you anyway.”

“Why would you come with me?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” the necromancer countered. “Now, Alice is in Banjeet’s Spatial Card, and the Spatial Card is in my bag… I have nothing left behind in the Gospel.”

I have nothing left behind in the Gospel, and there is nothing in the Gospel worth my attachment.

Ashe understood what he meant and shook his head helplessly. Suddenly feeling something, he turned his head and met the gaze of the Purple Moth.

Annan cradled Little Banjeet in her arms, her eyes filled with hesitant pain.

“Although these vines are easy to avoid, they still pose a danger over time,” Ashe said. “You all should leave first.”

Annan took a deep breath. “Ashe, I-“

“Annan,” Qenna suddenly interjected, “don’t forget, you still have a Pact with me. Now that you are a Senhaeser clansman, you must return to live in Vamora.”

“Then break this Pact!” Annan immediately responded. “I have the Tongue of Release. As long as we both agree, it can be dissolved-“

“I don’t agree,” Qenna stated calmly.

“On what grounds do you not agree?”

“Because I am your mother.”

“You-“

“Annan!” Ashe suddenly shouted, causing Annan to sense the vines’ swift attack and instinctively dodge to safety.

At that moment, Annan saw Ashe wink at her playfully.

“Don’t hesitate, Young Lady,” Ashe said with a smile. “The fact that you just dodged shows that you’ve already made your decision. When I’m gone, take care of Lise for me. And that posture will make Little Banjeet uncomfortable; try the airplane hug like I just did.”

Annan felt a mix of melancholy and relief, managing a resigned smile. “If only you had lifted the covers that night.”

What?

Ashe looked slightly bewildered, but his attention was quickly drawn by someone else.

Igor.

The Con Artist, while dodging the vines and looking at the ground, seemed as if he hadn’t heard their previous conversation. Sensing the Cult Leader’s gaze, he looked up mockingly and asked, “What, do you think I’d foolishly follow you into the unknown like Harvey did?”

Ashe remained silent.

“Even though you still owe me a favor, following you for that alone would be too foolish,” the Con Artist chuckled. “Celebrate, for you are the only one who has ever escaped the debt owed to me.”

Ashe remained silent.

“Moreover, there’s no better Kingdom than the Gospel to showcase my talents,” he continued. “Even if Lise isn’t fond of me, as long as she doesn’t target me, I’m confident I can carve out a career in the Gospel. By the way, I’m now of the three wings Sanctuary, even qualified enough to start a Family consortium.”

Ashe just shrugged.

“Additionally,” the Con Artist suddenly moved closer to Anfel, wrapping an arm around her slender waist amidst her surprised gaze. “Just as you’d expect, I can also join the Belldate Family and take direct control of the centuries-old assets of the Angel Family… Society, connections, even fate are on my side. I have no reason not to stay in the Gospel.”

Ashe finally spoke up.

“Igor,” said the Cult Leader, “I still can’t figure out how you’re feeling-whether you’re angry, happy, expectant, nervous, or something else… You always disguise yourself well. I can’t guess, and I don’t know what to say to you.”

“But I’m grateful that the first person I met in Shattered Lake Prison was you.”

Ashe smiled. “It’s really great to have met you, Igor.”

The smile vanished from the Con Artist’s face as he looked at the Cult Leader with a peculiar gaze.

At that moment, the vine fortress was nearly complete. Outside, the vines chasing the Echoers suddenly split, accelerated, and surged forward as if their slow pace earlier was just for this explosive moment!

The vine’s Scheme indeed caught everyone by surprise. However, nearly everyone here was a sorcerer. Even though the vines were nearly invincible, the floors, pillars, and walls were not, and they had many ways to teleport!

However, Yvaren felt a sinking feeling at that moment-her sister Anfel was not a sorcerer. An assault of vines of this scale was not something an ordinary person could evade!

It’s over!

So, as Yvaren retreated, she called out urgently, “Anfel, get out of the way!”

“Ah!”

Hearing her sister’s scream, Yvaren turned to see a shocking scene.

Anfel had run to a corner with no escape, about to be captured by the vines, but the blonde young man in front of her blocked all the vines for her.

“I told you to be careful and not to involve others.”

Igor gave up resisting, allowing the vines to bind him and drag him into the fortress. Watching this, Anfel suddenly mustered the courage to rush over and embrace him. In the Con Artist’s surprised gaze, she leaned in for a light kiss.

Since his body was completely bound and he couldn’t even struggle, Igor could do nothing as she succeeded.

“I’ll just consider myself married to you,” Ms. Anfel said with sparkling eyes, “remember to come back quickly and give me a home.”

When Igor was dragged into the fortress, the green vines suddenly emitted a bright green light, and the space began to distort. Ashe looked around and said, “Miss Yvaren, Ms. Anfel, Lady Qenna, Lady Nona, Young Lady Annan, Little Banjeet…”

He turned to Lise, who was sniffling and waving at him vigorously.

In the final farewell, Deya gave her chance to the Little Witch Lise.

“Dad!” Lise shouted, “I will definitely find you!”

“We will definitely come back,” Ashe said.

The next second, the vine fortress collapsed into a point and disappeared from the Kingdom of the First Gospel.

“Omniscience and Omnipotence of the First Gospel, Ashe Heath! Please grant divine grace to protect all beings of the Oasis!”

Not sure if it was because this wasn’t a prayer from the Four Pillars Cult, Ashe found it very pleasant to his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw himself in a magnificent and grand palace, sitting on a stone throne, with Igor and Harvey kneeling at his sides, likely held in place by the vines.

Ashe looked up, seeing sunlight refracting through the stained-glass windows in the ceiling into the palace, combined with the exquisite and sacred torch stands, the palace was nearly shadow-free, brightly illuminated and refreshing to behold.

And the worshippers kneeling before them were not in black robes but in very proper red priest robes, with the foremost being several venerable old men with white beards, looking highly esteemed!

Not a Four Pillars Cult prayer!

Not the Underground Hall!

Not black-robed individuals!

Watching this scene, Ashe felt oddly moved for some reason.

At that moment, a red-robed priest stepped forward and respectfully knelt before them: “We welcome the arrival of the First Gospel!”

“Hmm,” Ashe exchanged looks with Igor and Harvey, instantly agreeing to maintain the identity of the First Gospel for now-“I have arrived.”

“That’s wonderful, truly wonderful!” The red-robed priest started crying, “First Gospel, your arrival is so timely!”

Ashe suddenly had a bad premonition, but now, as the Omniscience and Omnipotence of the First Gospel, asking questions directly would raise suspicions. He had no choice but to go along with the conversation, saying, “Now that I have arrived, fate should unfold a new chapter.”

“Exactly, with the First Gospel here, the fate of the Oasis must be rewritten!”

“The doom of the villains has come!”

“The glory of the Tribulation Fire shall never extinguish!”

Just as the red-robed priests were surging with emotion, the palace doors burst open with a loud bang, and a young red-robed priest hurried in, shouting, “Disaster has struck-“

“Silence! The First Gospel has arrived, and the Tribulation Fire shall never be extinguished!” an older red-robed priest scolded, displeased. “Levish, how dare you lose your composure in front of the First Gospel, according to our doctrine-“

“Wait,” Ashe quickly interrupted. “Do you have some news to share?”

The young red-robed priest took a deep breath, bowed respectfully to Ashe, and then said:

“The Four Pillars Cult, the Four Pillars Cult is attacking!”

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