I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

The light disappeared.

The last ray of pale golden light was swallowed up by the safe house, like a star extinguished before dawn.

In the white void, the sharp, angry, and terrified voice disappeared, replaced by a deathly silence.

It's like the emptiness left after all life has been drained away.

Wang Wei stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the collapsing white void.

Around him, cracks spread like a spider web from the dome to the ground, and from the ground to every inch of space.

The space itself is shattering, like a mirror being pierced from the inside.

He felt a tremendous suction force coming from beneath his feet.

My vision went dark for a moment, then it brightened again.

He stood once again on the black wasteland, the crimson sky hanging low.

The spot where the first stone tower once stood is now empty.

The stone tower is gone!

Wang Wei looked around and saw that there wasn't even a single depression on the ground.

The stone tower vanished completely, as if wiped from the world by an invisible hand.

Outside the stone tower, those people hadn't yet reacted.

They were all originally focused on the ninth floor.

Dark golden light poured down from the top of the tower, turning the entire wasteland golden.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the outsider to come down from the ninth floor.

However, the stone tower disappeared!

The dark golden light was extinguished in an instant, and the tower became transparent from the top.

Spreading downwards from the ninth level, the eighth, seventh, sixth... one layer after another disappears into the void.

In a matter of seconds, the entire stone tower vanished from everyone's sight, leaving only an empty space and the outsider.

"No--"

The woman in the dark red dress was the first to speak.

Her lips were trembling, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

"The stone tower... is gone?" someone murmured, their voice hollow like that of a dead man.

"What...what did he do?"

"Where did the Disaster Tower go...?"

"Impossible. This is impossible."

The white-haired old man stared intently at Wang Wei with his cloudy eyes.

Even if it obtained the inheritance of the Nine Calamities, the stone tower should not have disappeared!

Everyone around Wang Wei looked at him with fear on their faces.

"What did he do? Why did the stone tower disappear?"

"The foundation of the stone tower is the source of disaster. Unless the source of disaster is gone..." The white-haired old man didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

The endless legacy of time, the source of calamity that countless people dream of, was completely devoured by this outsider.

"Has he become the new disaster protector?" someone asked.

The old man shook his head, his voice hoarse: "There are no more guardians of disaster. The source of disaster is gone, so where do the guardians of disaster come from..."

Another deathly silence descended.

Wang Wei ignored the surrounding discussions.

He stood there, admiring the remaining balance of the safe zone.

Originally 3940 billion, plus 1000 billion exchanged from the ninth level - 4940 billion.

Approaching 500 billion. A slight smile played on his lips.

This trip was worthwhile.

Wang Wei turned to look at the other eight stone pagodas, his gaze finally settling on the third stone pagoda.

Qian Mengxun is on the eighth floor. This woman also seems to have obtained some kind of inherited power.

Just then, the third stone tower moved.

A faint, dark golden light seeped out from the eighth floor of the stone tower, like a lit fuse.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and began to spread downwards.

When the light touched the base of the tower, the entire stone tower suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light.

"boom--"

A dark golden beam of light shot up from the top of the stone tower, piercing the crimson sky and tearing a huge rift in the low-hanging clouds.

On the sky, crimson light poured down from the crack, intertwining with the golden light of the stone tower to create an eerie and magnificent scene.

Everyone was drawn to the light.

They disregarded the disappearance of the first stone tower and all turned to look at the third stone tower.

"This is……"

"The eighth floor...that woman!"

"She's coming out!"

Before the words were even finished, runes lit up simultaneously on the eighth floor of the third stone tower.

The dark golden light converged on the eighth floor, growing denser and brighter until it finally formed a sphere of light several meters in diameter.

The ball of light hovered in mid-air, rotating slowly.

Then, the sphere of light cracked open—like flower petals, unfolding one by one.

Once all the light curtains opened, the core of the light sphere was revealed.

A single figure.

She was tall and slender, with long hair like a waterfall, and a red dress that fluttered in the golden light.

Qian Mengxun closed her eyes and slightly opened her arms, as if she were being lifted up and suspended in mid-air by some force.

On her skin, dark gold patterns spread from her fingertips to her arms, and from her arms to her entire body.

On the black wasteland, everyone was stunned.

The white-haired old man's eyes were wide open, and Qian Mengxun's figure was reflected in his cloudy pupils.

"She...she succeeded..." The woman in dark red covered her mouth, her voice escaping through her fingers.

Qian Mengxun was lifted up and slowly descended onto the black wasteland.

She opened her eyes and looked down at her hands.

The runes on the surface were faintly visible, and an indescribable power flowed through them.

"The calamity," she whispered, her voice filled with ecstasy,感慨, and a long-suppressed, finally released joy, "This is the power of 'The Guardian of Calamity'..."

After overcoming numerous hardships, she reached the eighth floor of the third stone tower—the Tower of Calamity—and earned the title of "Guardian"!

Qian Mengxun raised her head and looked around.

Around her, the strangely dressed people were looking at her with shock, envy, and even awe.

The white-haired old man lowered his head slightly, and the woman in dark red clothing took a step back.

Even the strange beasts lying on the ground instinctively curled up.

Qian Mengxun smiled.

That smile held pride, relief, and a sense of triumph.

She remembered how she came into this world—she was tormented by the Hehuan Beast for two days and two nights, like a mouse trapped in a cage, and only managed to escape after exhausting all her cunning.

These people treated her like a suicide bomber, a pawn, and a tool!

But now?

She stood at a height that no one here could reach.

"guard."

According to the information she obtained from the inheritance, in this other world, the strength and status of "Guardian" are only lower than that of "Defender".

As far as she knows, no "Guardian" has been born in this world in the past ten thousand years.

In other words, she is now the highest being in this wasteland, the de facto ruler of this world.

The first person in ten thousand years.

Qian Mengxun took a deep breath, feeling the surging power within her body.

That is the power of calamity—the power to destroy, severely injure, and strip away everything.

With each breath she took, the surrounding air distorted slightly.

"Wang Wei..." she murmured the name, a cold smile playing on her lips, "An invincible domain among those of the same level?"

She laughed, a soft laugh, but full of sarcasm.

"Ridiculous. He's still holed up in that little world, acting like a tyrant, completely ignorant of his own limitations. Does he think his safe house is invincible? Does he think he's a savior? He has no idea how vast this world is, or how powerful true forces are."

Qian Mengxun was extremely happy.

She always suspected that Wang Wei was not dead.

It wasn't until the strange beasts captured her, surrounded her but didn't kill her, that she finally understood that Wang Wei was still alive!

She was willing to pander to the two-legged beasts just to survive, all for the sake of revenge.

If Wang Wei doesn't die, how could she possibly die!

Moreover, she now understands why she keeps losing, and why she loses so thoroughly.

Because she has always relied on external forces to fight against Wang Wei.

Public opinion, the Divine Alliance, and the League are not her own power.

She's standing on someone else's stage, performing someone else's act; of course, she can't win.

But this time, it's different.

She possessed unparalleled power.

Robbery Guardian – this is not a title or a name, but real power.

It is the most outstanding heritage in this world.

She got to where she is today through her own efforts, step by step.

"Wang Wei, you just wait," she whispered. "When I get back, I'll show you who's the one who should kneel down."

Her lips curled up in a smile, and her eyes were full of confidence and anticipation.

She couldn't wait to see that person show shock, fear, and resentment in front of her and all of humanity.

But at that moment,

A familiar voice sounded behind her, calm, languid, and with a hint of teasing—

"It's rare that you still think of me."

Qian Mengxun froze, her pupils dilated, and her smile froze on her face.

She suddenly turned her head to look.

Eyes facing each other.