After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

“I am aware of my own talent. I cannot compare to geniuses like my teacher and the tower masters... Being able to reach the legendary realm is already the result of squeezing out all my potential.”

"Therefore, in terms of absolute power, I could never possibly be a match for the Church of the Seven Gods at the same time."

"If that's the case, then let's do the opposite—"

"The power and authority of the gods all originate from the faith of believers. The power of countless faiths has gathered to form the foundation for the gods' existence, rather than attributing great power to themselves as we wizards and other extraordinary beings do."

"This is the most fundamental logic behind the existence of gods..."

"Yet it is also their greatest weakness."

"If—it were possible to mix a certain magical program into the power of faith that forms the basis of the existence of gods."

"That specific magical program disguises itself and continuously assimilates the originally pure faith power around it. The corrupted faith power, according to the program, will also become a new source of infection, continuing to assimilate everything around it..."

Charles nodded: "Trojan virus."

"That's right, using 'virus' is the most fitting description!"

"Even if it starts as just a tiny bit of magic program, it can spread exponentially in a very short time, like a disease or a plague."

"With insignificant power, I shook the colossal size of the gods!"

The voices of the dead suddenly became impassioned.

This is the result of his centuries of contemplation, day and night...

The ultimate forbidden spell to blaspheme the gods with the body of a mortal.

"That's truly a remarkable idea."

Charles nodded again.

After analyzing the fragments of divine power and perceiving the existence patterns of the gods, I did indeed have this idea.

However, the gods of the Western Continent had long since disappeared, and Xia Er could not find suitable test subjects.

In addition, there are other mythical forbidden spells that I have imagined in my mind, so I am currently still in the hypothetical stage of arcane model.

But I never expected...

A person living in a medieval civilization who has never experienced the influence of modern thinking—

Even his home was destroyed, and he didn't even have a research partner to discuss things with...

It is astonishing that he could single-handedly, driven by hatred, traverse nearly a thousand years of time to research and develop such a forbidden spell.

.......

"Of course, it's just a hypothetical scenario."

"In practice, transforming it into a truly feasible forbidden spell would be extremely difficult..."

“The gods are not fools...it is impossible that they would knowingly ignore such a weakness.”

"Based on my nearly thousand years of research and observation, I have discovered that they are extremely strict in their handling of the power of faith. The faith of the vast majority of shallow believers can only remain at the outermost layer of the divine kingdom..."

“These powers of faith exist in separate regions, completely isolated from each other, and are only temporarily mobilized when needed.”

"In this way, even if a mistake occurs, it will only be limited to a small area."

"And the power of faith that forms the core of their divine kingdom and throne comes from the purest believers in each church—"

“These people are true fanatics, their faith is pure and unshakable.”

"Moreover, because they have received the favor of the gods, their combat power is extremely strong, and the difficulty of trying to get to them is self-evident."

"I know I only have one chance."

"I absolutely cannot fail, because if I fail, all my previous efforts will have been in vain..."

"so......"

"I'm still waiting..."

The words of the departed soul were profound, but Charles could hear the arrogance in them.

"Clearly, you've been waiting for this again."

"Yes... if the goddess of fortune exists, then she certainly isn't one of those selfish deities, but rather a conceptual embodiment like the goddess of magic—"

"Two thousand years after the destruction of the Pure White Tower, when I could barely remember what my teacher and junior sister looked like, I, the last pawn of the Pure White Tower..."

"Finally, fate smiled upon me."

The faintly visible spirits of the dead raised their heads.

Only now did Charles get a clear look at his face.

This was a middle-aged man with a scholarly air and a slightly plump figure, dressed in a pure white wizard's robe.

Clearly, he never truly accepted the self that had transformed into a lich.

Therefore, the spirit of the deceased takes on the appearance he had when he was the White Tower Wizard.

"The Star-Clad Ones"

"I don't know if you've ever heard of this type of constitution."

"The thrones and kingdoms of the gods exist in the gap between the astral plane and the outer world."

"Even if ordinary people have the ability to travel between the stars, it is difficult for them to find their location. Even if they are lucky enough to succeed, the gods will notice them and they will have to fight them head-on."

"However, for the favored ones of the astral plane—"

"Within the astral plane, it can ignore all defenses, obstacles, and concealment, directly perceive and even interfere with everything there, including the divine kingdoms and thrones of the gods!"

The ghost's originally calm words suddenly showed a hint of emotion.

"This kind of physique is extremely rare, and may not appear even once in a thousand years... I also discovered it by chance in ancient books."

"And after confirming the authenticity of this news, I waited for hundreds of years—"

"Then, relying on divination magic, I finally beat the church to it and discovered the location of the newly born 'Star-Chosen Ones.'"

"During that operation, my whereabouts were discovered by the church."

"Several major churches dispatched more than five legendary figures to hunt me down."

Although it was a plain description, Charles could imagine the perilous nature of the great battle the other party spoke of.

"I exhausted all the trump cards I had accumulated and prepared over the past thousand years to finally escape that inescapable net."

"Even so, I still managed to withstand several legendary divine spells from the God of the Sun and the God of Truth."

"The divine magic of the solar domain is the greatest nemesis of undead creatures like me. Even with the body of a legendary lich, I can only eke out a living."

"but--"

"From the moment I escaped and broke free from my pursuers, I knew I had won—"

The voice of the departed suddenly carried a hint of sadness.

"Then, I used the last ten years of my life—"

"To fuse that forbidden spell I've studied for a thousand years with the 'Chosen One's' physique..."

"She was forged into an ultimate weapon, created specifically for the gods—"

“One…”

"A true blasphemer!"

"So this is what you called... the Twilight Witch."

.......

What happened next was no longer a secret.

A forbidden spell, the culmination of a wizard's life's work, spread like a virus, corrupting and eroding through a fulcrum that was insignificant to the gods...

They overthrew the high and mighty divine realm and kingdom, and stole their authority.

It was the gods of blazing sun and truth who first went out of control, descended into madness, and ultimately perished...

Then there is the Silver Moon God, who is closest to her, and whose throne and authority complement each other.

Although the other gods gradually noticed the anomaly and began to make arrangements and resist,

However, the collapse of the divine realm was inevitable, and no one could escape its fate.

"After my death, my intense obsession transformed me into the wandering soul that lingers in this homeland."

"As a ghost, 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 everything that is happening in the outside world."

"To be honest, from the very beginning... I had some suspicions about the subsequent changes caused by the seed of calamity that I released."

"However, even I didn't expect that it would eventually cause such huge consequences in the chain reaction."

The expression on the deceased's face remained calm.

"This is undoubtedly a sinful, ugly, and unforgivable crime."

“I have no sympathy for the gods, and I would rather fall into purgatory with them.”

“For a long time, avenging the White Tower has been the only driving force behind my actions.”

"However, if we follow rational thinking, most ordinary people in this world have no choice about whether or not they have a belief from the moment they are born."