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Although it was a plain description, Shire could imagine the dangers of the war that the other party said.

"I exhausted the huge number of hole cards I have accumulated and prepared for thousands of years, and I finally escaped from the siege like a net."

"But even so, I forced myself to eat several legendary magic spells from the God of Lieyang and the God of Truth."

"The magic of the sun domain is the greatest nemesis of undead creatures like me. Even with the body of a legendary lich, I can only linger on."

"but--"

"From the moment I escaped from the trap, I knew that I had won—"

There was a bit of sadness in the voice of the dead soul.

"Then I spent the last ten years of my life—"

"Using the forbidden curse that I have studied for thousands of years and the physique of "The Blessed Stars"..."

"Forged her into an ultimate weapon that exists exclusively for the gods—"

"One..."

"A true blasphemer!"

"That's what you said... Twilight Witch."

What happened next is no longer a secret.

The forbidden spell, which condensed a wizard's life-long painstaking efforts, spread like a virus, polluting, corroding...

Overthrow the lofty God Realm and God Kingdom, and steal the authority.

At the beginning, it lost control and fell into madness. In the end, it was Lie Yang and the God of Truth who fell...

Then there is the God of Silver Moon who has the closest relationship with him and whose seat and authority complement each other.

Even though the other gods noticed the anomaly one after another, they began to make arrangements and resist.

However, the overthrow of God's Domain has become a general trend, and no one can be spared.

"After I died, my strong obsession turned me into the soul of the dead who lingers in this homeland."

"As a dead soul, I don't even have the ability to leave this tower...but relying on my perception as a legendary rank, I can still roughly know what's happening outside."

"Frankly speaking, from the very beginning... I have speculated about the subsequent changes caused by the disaster seed I released."

"It's just that even I didn't expect that in the end, it would cause such huge consequences under the chain reaction."

The dead soul's expression remained calm.

"This is unquestionably a heinous, ugly, unforgivable crime."

"I will never sympathize with the gods, and even wish to fall into purgatory with them."

"For a long time, revenge for the White Tower has been the only motivation to support my actions."

"However, according to rational thinking, most of the civilians in this world have no right to choose whether to believe or not from the time of birth."

"And the Church of the Gods has indeed brought order to them and brought them a peaceful and joyful life, and what I have done is undoubtedly an atrocity that destroyed this order."

"only--"

The ghost looked at Charles calmly.

"I know the hardships of life for people outside, I know the magnitude of this disaster, and I know how many people will be involved in the chain of hatred if I, a wizard who has lost his shelter, will get involved in the chain of hatred—"

"But during the 2000 years of becoming a bone demon, no matter what I think in my heart, subconsciously, I have indeed lost the ability to empathize and empathize with human beings."

"You can say that I lost my mind for revenge, became crazy and desperate."

"It's just that if you want to say that I still have some emotions in my heart as a human being."

"Maybe it's the guilt over the girl I snatched from the church..."

His eyes looked into the distance, and his tone was indescribably complicated.

"Her name is Renata, which is her original name, because I don't think I, the guy who brutally took away the other person's life, is qualified to name her."

"I raised her for ten years and taught her the knowledge she should have, including a lot of knowledge about arcane arts and wizards, which are equivalent to taboo knowledge for the residents of this world—"

"But from the beginning to the end, I still regarded her as a prop, a weapon that solidified my curse on the gods and fulfilled my ambition of revenge for me."

"However, today, after reviewing my heart in the past 200 years, I can say with certainty that I have indeed developed the same affection for her as a father has for his daughter."

The Revenant smiled bitterly.

"Sounds ridiculous..."

"A vengeful ghost who only lives for vengeance, but has a family affection for a weapon."

"Thinking about it carefully, this is really a selfish and despicable thought."

"If I hadn't intervened, then with her background as a nobleman and her physique of the "Stars' Blessed One" who is connected to the realm of the gods, she must be regarded as a saint by all the major churches. "

"I have been doted on by thousands of people since I was a child. As a young girl, I can enjoy everything she can enjoy, love, friendship, supreme glory, and the admiration and applause of everyone..."

"But--"

"Now she can only stay in the windowless tower since she was young."

"With an ugly, haggard old lich, and volumes of pale, uninteresting books."

"However... Even growing up in such an environment that is depressing enough to make people desperate."

"Renata, she still grows into a shining girl that makes me ashamed to face—"

The voice of the dead soul paused.

"Since you have come here, you must have witnessed this world with your own eyes, right?"

"What do you think about that dark world?"

Charles glanced at the illusory soul in front of him: "Actually, I have already guessed—"

"This is the so-called lightless disaster."

"Actually, it's not a disaster, but a layer of protection..."

The ghost glanced at Charles, and nodded in surprise.

"I thought I had already expected you high enough in my heart. After all, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary legends to rely on a third-level spell to calm me down."

"But now, I'm afraid I still underestimated you."

"Your guess is not wrong."

"After the fall of the god of the blazing sun and the god of the silver moon, as a manifestation of their out-of-control power...whether it is sunlight or moonlight, they have all evolved into the source of disaster."

"Ordinary people, even superhumans who are not strong enough, as long as they are illuminated by it, they will be corroded and corrupted together."

"And the so-called lightless disaster..."

"Actually, it's a layer of protection created by Renata's authority that she won from the gods by relying on curses—"

"One layer, a barrier to protect the remaining humans from depravity and madness."

The dead soul's eyes slowly turned to the pure darkness beyond the white tower.

"This darkness..."

"It is the tenderness she bestows on this world."

"And on the other side of this darkness, there are the remains of the corpses of countless gods, the manifestation of out-of-control authority."

"For gods, they are always dead but not dead. It is extremely difficult to say that they are truly dead—"

"As long as the faith still exists, even if the throne of God collapses, the kingdom of God collapses, and the domain of God falls, they can still return from the distant star realm after a long time."

Ciel understood what he meant, and continued, "And those missionaries and dusk creatures in this world..."

"It is their remaining chaotic authority and dead but not stiff consciousness, wanting to break through the shelter and barrier, and spread the manifestation of faith among them."

The dead soul nodded slowly.

"This is the whole story of a bone demon..."

The words of the dead soul are both heavy and relieved.

His body was blurring and fading little by little.

The wizard's revenge was actually completed at that moment 200 years ago.

What is left now supports his obsession to become a dead soul——

In fact, it was more, and it was just a trace of guilt towards his teacher, the owner of the Pure White Tower.

Inheritance of the White Tower..

Dragons, elves, humans... The three towers of the past dynasties, 24 pages, traveled through countless subspace planes, exhausted youth and blood, and obtained a treasure of knowledge.

After all, it was cut off.

Severed in his hands.

however.

At this moment, he saw a new wizard on the ruins of the Pure White Tower with his own eyes.

The dead soul looked at Charles with serious eyes.

"The questions you asked, and my story, I've already told you all..."

"So--"

"In exchange, can I ask you a few questions?"

Charles nodded: "Of course."

"You look very young..should not be from this world.."

"Given the situation in this world, it is absolutely impossible to give birth to a true legendary mage..."

The dead soul's eyes suddenly lit up.