Sorcerer’s Handbook

“Coexistence of the backward and the advanced, a great civilization that can only be reminisced through paper, religion controls everything, and civilization is built upon ruins…”

Igor calmly stated, “This Kingdom is probably in the post-Doomsday era.”

“This Kingdom should also have the protection of the Divine Sovereign, right?” Harvey was puzzled. “Would the Divine Sovereign just watch as Doomsday arrives?”

“Yes,” Ashe affirmed without hesitation. “If not for so many unexpected occurrences, the Gospel Kingdom would have already lost the Gospel system and entered the Doomsday countdown… To the Divine Sovereign, Doomsday is just a ‘gap’ of a century or two; civilization will inevitably revive. It’s like you know a flower will bloom again after wilting, so you naturally wouldn’t care much.”

“People who have met Angels speak with such certainty, as if you’ve lived for hundreds of years,” Igor mocked Ashe before continuing, “And because of that, we might not need to escape from the Four Pillars Cult.”

“Why?” Ashe was taken aback. “Do you think people after Doomsday will be particularly kind?”

“I think people after Doomsday will be particularly greedy.” The Con Artist smiled. “Wow, the social environment here is way better than in the Gospel-overwhelming greed, no rules, no oversight, only profit! Although it’s a bit desolate, it’s much better suited for hunting than a big city.”

“Moreover, we possess the bait they crave-advanced knowledge from other Kingdoms!”

Ashe patted the invincible cushion, barely containing the sarcasm in his voice. “Us, advanced?”

“Without a doubt, the great civilization that once existed here, possibly the Fire Cat Divine Era, was far more advanced than Blood Moon Gospel. But precisely because of this, there’s such a massive break in civilization,” Igor explained. “The people here are like a One-Winged Sorcerer obtaining a Four-winged Spirit-they can’t learn or decode any technology from it, so they resort to the most rudimentary ways to harness its power-for instance, having Pack Beasts pull maglev trains or using cushions from psychiatric wards as armor.”

“And the resources they can’t find from the ruins, their technological level is practically stuck at the dawn of civilization-they can’t even mass-produce artifacts to restrain sorcerers!”

Ashe and Harvey were taken aback, suddenly recalling that it was their first time being captured without having their spellforce restricted-a treatment unimaginable in both Blood Moon and Gospel.

Careful consideration reveals that restricting spellforce greatly tests the depths of a civilization, because spellforce is intangible, and the artifacts to bind spellforce can only be crafted personally by a creation sorcerer. This implies a well-developed sorcerer training system and thriving creation industry.

In the post-Doomsday era, most factions naturally find it difficult to meet these two conditions. Those ‘creation products’ taken for granted in stable societies are rare commodities here.

“No wonder that person kept asking me about the daily life in Gospel…” Ashe murmured.

“Even if we don’t know the specific technical data, just explaining the evolution process of the technology would greatly benefit the people here,” Igor said. “They’re like sorcerers who have received a Four Wings inheritance, but they are only One-Winged or Two-Winged. If we just paint them a picture of what Three Wings looks like, and prevent them from taking the wrong paths, they can inherit the great legacy faster.”

“So, there is room for cooperation between us and them-or rather, with the woman who defeated Ashe-she understands our value.”

“Since they haven’t restricted our spellforce, we might as well wait for an opportune moment to resist. In the meantime, we can try to find collaboration opportunities. After all, this is a new world, and the best way to integrate is to join one of the factions, just like we joined the Funeral.”

“More importantly,” Igor paused, “Harvey and I are both Three Wings sorcerers, but we haven’t constructed our Sanctuaries yet. If we can buy enough time, we’ll be able to protect you better when you leave-“

“Ah, actually, I’m also a Sanctuary Sorcerer,” Ashe said. “But just like you guys, I haven’t constructed my Sanctuary either.”

It took Igor and Harvey several minutes to accept that Ashe had reached the Distant Sky Domain without any ‘tricks.’ But judging by their expressions, Ashe had the feeling they might hold his head in a toilet while he was asleep. ⱤΆŊоＢΕś

Ashe quickly changed the topic: “So, are we really going to collaborate with the Four Pillars Cult?”

“Why not?” Igor tilted his head slightly. “Compared to the Tribulation Fire Temple, we’re more familiar with the Four Pillars Cult, right?”

Ashe understood that Igor was making a lot of sense.

Since there were people within the Four Pillars Cult willing to cooperate with them, this was the best opportunity to learn about this world. Even if they didn’t want to fully commit to the collaboration, they could employ delay tactics and feigned cooperation until the three of them constructed their Sanctuaries and became formidable tactical forces. At that point, they could break free from the Four Pillars Cult if necessary.

Harvey didn’t care about the Four Pillars Cult; he wouldn’t have much resistance even to collaborating with Abyssal monsters. As for Igor, he regarded the Four Pillars Cult as his second-choice goal. After all, the Weaving Festival had prophesied that he would become the leader of the cult, the ‘Rust Crow.’ Naturally, Igor wanted to gain some management experience here, and he might even be thinking about taking control of the cult.

Ashe had long realized that Igor’s material desires were not high. He sought the thrill of high-stakes deception, particularly the excitement that came from walking the line between life and death, which stimulated the pituitary gland of the Con Artist. A post-Doomsday society was like a vast amusement park to him.

Harvey was the same; he longed for a grand finale. In stable societies like Blood Moon and Gospel, he could only find such opportunities through crime. But here, he might finish his Sorcerer’s Handbook in the next second.

In this mental asylum, aside from himself, it seemed no one was wrongly confined.

Though the other two probably thought the same way about themselves.

But Ashe didn’t want to get entangled with the Four Pillars Cult.

Neither Heath nor Eternal Presence had brought anything but trouble to Ashe. He had even developed a belief that getting close to the Four Pillars Cult would bring misfortune.

If possible, he still wanted to distance himself from that group, even if it meant sleeping under a bridge with a cardboard box.

However, compared to Igor’s thorough considerations, such ‘timid and cowardly’ reasons were hard to articulate. Moreover, Ashe had to take into account the thoughts of his two companions. They had been accommodating him all along; now it was his turn to accommodate them.

Ashe took a deep breath to calm his nerves, sat down next to a cushion, and turned the Finger Ring from Gospel.

No reaction.

Sure enough, once outside the deity’s radiation range from Gospel, the Gospel Book couldn’t be summoned anymore.

The ring was now useless… Although he thought that, Ashe didn’t remove it. It served as a memento from Gospel.

What memento did he have from Blood Moon? Igor and Harvey?

Lost in his thoughts, Ashe summoned the “Aurora’s Sorcerer Handbook.” Without the boost from the Gospel Book, the graphics quality of the game interface reverted to the equivalent of a doorbell camera. Unless Ashe could find better audiovisual equipment here, he couldn’t enjoy the high-definition images of the Sword Princess.

After collecting the daily Source Crystal rewards, Ashe looked at the “Operator Search” section.

Since all they could do was wait, he decided to try a card draw!

“For a Pristine Blue World Limited Search (Thanksgiving reward event releasing ten weeks after launch)”

“Increased odds of obtaining Limited Operators ‘Yolan Vesser’, ‘Purple Grudge Shadow Consort’, and ‘Blood Veil Empress’ ↑↑”

“Increased odds of obtaining Limited Outfits ‘christmas gift: Sword Princess’, ‘Lunar Star Swimsuit: Sword Princess’, ‘Empress in the Rain: Witch’ and ‘christmas gift: Witch’ ↑↑”

“Ends on July 10th at 00:00”

Ten weeks?

Ashe calculated and realized that he had indeed been traveling for ten weeks. But this event seemed a bit ridiculous: instead of giving Source Crystals or characters as a Thanksgiving reward, they were offering another limited event!?

Who exactly was giving thanks, and who was receiving the reward?

The “Bewitching Girl” operator and the “Bridal: Sword Princess” outfit from the last search event were gone, replaced by three new operators and outfits for Sword Princess and Witch-thank Aurora, there was finally no outfit for the apocalypse observer this time.

But the “christmas gift” outfits… Ashe smirked. There was no Christmas here, so this didn’t fit the world lore at all!

Wait, does this world have “Bridal”? Oh, never mind then.

Just like before, there was no preview for the outfits, which made Ashe very curious-were the operators giving christmas presents, or were they dressed up as christmas presents?

The “Lunar Star Swimsuit” and “Empress in the Rain” outfits seemed nice too. As long as the pool didn’t include an outfit for the Observer, Ashe figured he couldn’t lose no matter what he drew!

Something else caught his attention… Ashe looked at the Limited Operator “Yolan Vesser” and found it odd. The other operators were referred to by codename, so why was she listed by her actual name?

Could she be a main storyline character?

“Here.”

Ashe and Harvey took the chocolate bars Igor tossed over, ripped open the packaging, and bit into them to replenish their energy. As he ate, Harvey suddenly said, “Alice mentioned she doesn’t really like staying in the Four Pillars Cult.”

Your Alice is still in the coffin, the coffin is in the Spatial Card, and the Spatial Card is in your pocket. How exactly did you communicate with Alice through all those layers…?

Igor lightly bit into his chocolate, snapping off a piece with a soft crack, and said as he chewed, “No matter which Kingdom you’re in, the dead don’t get a vote.”

“However,” he paused, “we don’t necessarily have to cooperate with the Four Pillars Cult.”

“As long as we get a chance to leave this room, we can find a way to escape the Four Pillars Cult. Then we can seek out other factions with better reputations to collaborate with. What do you think?”

Noticing both Igor and Harvey looking at him, Ashe blinked and let the chocolate’s sweetness melt on his tongue before swallowing. He nodded firmly, “I want to leave as soon as possible.”

“Unanimous decision,” Igor said cheerfully. “Then it’s settled.”

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