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

"When the so-called 'destiny' arrives, seize the power to change your fate—"

"Then, let's tell that imperfect story—"

"To become the person you want to be?"

Charles smiled and shook his head, looking at the empty and flat wasteland around him.

"An elderly man with a profound past, after death, became a vengeful spirit, lingering in the world due to his unwavering obsession..."

"Then, after hundreds of years of waiting, the old vengeful spirit encountered a young man who looked remarkably like himself back then."

"After overcoming countless hardships, the young hero fulfilled the wish of the vengeful spirit."

"Then, after entrusting the weapons and beliefs he had passed down to the young hero, the old vengeful spirit passed away peacefully with a smile."

Charles paused slightly.

"This is indeed the most traditional, most classic, and most righteous story model in the mouths of those bards."

"The old vengeful spirits have fulfilled their wishes, while the young heroes have obtained the treasures passed down by the vengeful spirits, and perhaps they can also win the favor of a beautiful girl along the way."

"Such a story also perfectly embodies the meaning of passing on the torch from generation to generation."

"When the plot is well-developed, add a few emotionally moving words..."

"For example, you are a leaf bathed in sunlight, and I am a root in darkness... For example, I am a remnant of the old era, and there is no ship in the new world that can carry me... Then the audience will naturally cry their eyes out."

"With the atmosphere reaching this point, these older generations really have no choice but to die."

"But--"

Charles's gaze was fixed on the silent, departed soul.

"Senior, tell the truth—"

Are you really willing to accept this? Are you willing to just die like this?

"Don't you want to personally apologize to the Twilight Witch whose once brilliant life you've altered, turning it into a weapon that blasphemes against the gods?"

"You say you don't regret your revenge against the gods, but..."

"The subsequent catastrophes did indeed cause irreparable harm to this world. Don't you feel even a little bit guilty?"

"Now that the calamity of darkness has been averted, the creatures of this world have been given a chance to breathe and rebuild, but many of the traditions and skills of civilizations have been lost in the past two hundred years."

"But my teacher and I are not from this plane of existence, so it is impossible for us to stay here for long."

"At this very moment, this world, in dire need of rebuilding, desperately needs someone with knowledge from before the Great Cataclysm to guide it in rebuilding civilization..."

.......

The spirit remained silent for a moment, then slightly opened its mouth: "But..."

"My vengeful spirit form is destined to perish; even if you spare no expense to prolong my life with your spiritual power, it's nothing more than drinking poison to quench my thirst..."

Charles shook his head, interrupting the ghost's narration.

"I'm not that saintly, nor am I so overflowing with love that I would risk my future as a wizard for a wizard I've never even met."

"That little bit of mental energy loss can't even keep up with the speed at which my mental ocean recovers in the blink of an eye."

"And, senior—"

"Perhaps you underestimate us wizards..."

"The reason your teacher didn't send you to the Land of Wise Men was precisely because—"

"For us, keeping a vengeful spirit alive for a long time is not a difficult task..."

Suddenly, a pure white doll with a crystalline magical luster appeared in Ciel's hand.

A slight smile appeared on Ciel's lips.

"I happen to be here..."

"I have a friend who is a legendary puppeteer."

.......

The departed soul stared at the crystalline, pure white doll and fell silent.

With his knowledge as a legendary mage, he could naturally see that this pure white doll contained extremely high forging skills.

Even the legendary forging masters in his memory were far inferior to him.

This doll is made of extremely rare star iron, and is equipped with a spirit-gathering array whose complexity is comparable to that of a forbidden spell model, allowing any spirit to reside within it without any loss.

Wizards, by their very nature, value the soul more than the physical body. For them, possessing such a body is tantamount to being reborn...

After a long silence, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

"In my previous life, I was a bone demon and necromancer for two thousand years."

"For two thousand years, whether I think so or not, my mental state has indeed been influenced by the undead race, and I have lost my empathy for humans."

Aren't you afraid... of me like this?

"Once a body that can exist for a long time is obtained, will it have any negative impact on the civilization of this world?"

however.

His response was merely a casual reply from Charles.

"It doesn't matter, I'll come here to check on things from time to time."

The departed souls remained silent.

That's really imposing...

A legendary necromancer, without the suppression of the Church of the Gods, could very well unleash a calamity of the undead and establish a kingdom of the dead.

However, the other party's response was so understated.

only--

The ghost recalled the forbidden spell called "Nuclear Explosion" that the opponent had used earlier, which had destroyed the Fallen Sun God.

All the complaints I had before vanished in an instant.

no way--

They really do have the ability.

After a moment of silence, the departed soul sighed softly.

His figure slowly faded away, while the pure white doll shone brightly, the two reflecting each other.

He was persuaded by Charles.

.......

Charles looked at the shimmering doll and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Who says that elders and predecessors must die after passing on their will to the next generation?"

This might be the most popular plot point in heroic epics, but he just doesn't like it.

Then, Charles turned his gaze to the distant night sky.

He could sense that in the gap between the outer and inner sides of that world, there was a palace shrouded in night, sleeping peacefully within.

Countless shattered powers surrounded the palace, converging into a dazzling ocean of stars.

"Well then, it's time to meet my mission target—"

"That Twilight Witch."

Chapter 58 Lighting Up a New Sun 7k

Above the distant sky—

A black curtain swallowed the light of the sun and moon, shrouding the world below in pure darkness.

But in the space between heaven and earth, tens of thousands of meters above the ground, lies another silent world.

The broken shards of authority that fell from the divine realm materialized, resembling shimmering fragments that emitted a dazzling light.

As if——

An ocean formed by the convergence of stars.

And in the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Stars.

A palace shrouded in night was faintly visible against the dark background.

.......

"Were all these powers... stolen through that blasphemous Trojan horse?"

The Charles wanders through the sea of ​​stars, with the shattered authority appearing and disappearing beside him.

"Charles. Advanced Levitation Modified"

Ordinary advanced levitation techniques can only be used at low altitudes, with a maximum height of only a few hundred meters.

However, after Xia Er's improvements, even at an altitude of ten thousand meters, this spell was as easy for him as walking on flat ground.