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

The tower emitted a pure white light, so pure it enveloped the entire wasteland in a sacred glow.

All nine floors are lit up.

The stone pagoda has nine stories, hence the name "Guardian".

She was just a "guard".

Qian Mengxun's sky has fallen.

"This is impossible, this is impossible..." she kept repeating the phrase as if possessed.

She stared intently at the tower illuminated by white light, at the ninth floor that she could not reach no matter how hard she tried.

She thought she was the god.

But then, the sky fell.

The ninth floor of the Tower of Tribulation, a white space.

Wang Wei looked calmly ahead.

Directly in front of him, a long, white sword floated in mid-air, its blade as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his own image.

"Outsider." A voice echoed through the space, "You are qualified to inherit the power of calamity, wield the sword of calamity, and protect this realm."

At the same time, another voice echoed in his mind:

"Residual material detected. Can be exchanged for 1000 billion security points. Exchange now?"

Wang Wei's lips curled into a slight smile.

The first to eighth floors of the Tower of Calamity are the same as the Tower of Disaster, granting 10 billion, 20 billion...80 billion safety points respectively.

Adding the previous 4940 billion from the disaster tower, his total safe points have now reached 8540 billion.

If we add this 1000 billion, the total would be 9540 billion, approaching one trillion.

However, Wang Wei did not choose to redeem it this time.

"Energy transfer," he murmured.

Passing down traditions? That's too much trouble.

He wanted to directly transfer the source of the calamity power into his own body.

"boom--"

The entire tower shook violently.

The tower trembled violently, and the white light flickered.

Outside the tower, everyone looked horrified.

Qian Mengxun's eyes lit up.

She is a "Guardian of the Robbery," and she can clearly sense that the power of the Robbery Tower's origin is going berserk!

What is that primordial force of calamity rejecting, what is it resisting?

"He's finished!" Qian Mengxun was overjoyed, her fear and despair instantly replaced by ecstasy.

Although it is unknown what Wang Wei did inside, the source of the calamity is repelling him!

That means he failed! That means he wasn't omnipotent!

However, her smile only lasted a few seconds.

On the ninth floor of the Tower of Tribulation, the Tribulation Sword trembled violently.

The light on the sword pulsed wildly, trying to break free from that invisible force.

No matter how much it resisted, it still flew towards Wang Wei little by little.

At that moment, an aura of destruction, deprivation, and rebirth emanated from Wang Wei's body.

He stripped away the source of the power of calamity through energy transfer!

The sword seemed to sense that familiar aura and stopped resisting.

The trembling of the sword turned into a slight hum.

Then, it slowly floated into Wang Wei's hand.

The moment the sword hilt touched his hand, Wang Wei felt a surge of immense power flowing from the sword into his body.

Wang Wei closed his eyes and carefully sensed it.

This is the second power he has mastered, in addition to the safe house he has awakened himself.

The power of the calamity is more intuitive.

He could clearly sense that his physical body and soul were growing rapidly.

Just then, an invisible wave descended from the purplish-red sky, pierced through the Tribulation Tower, and entered Wang Wei's consciousness directly.

"Having mastered the essence of calamity power..." The voice was majestic and unquestionable, "You have been promoted to the Seventh Purgatory 'Calamus Guardian,' and have acquired the title of 'Guardian'!"

Wang Wei was taken aback.

Purgatory? Hell? Is this world called the Seventh Purgatory?

Before he could think it through, an invisible force tried to leave a mark on his soul.

That power was cold and domineering, determined to leave a permanent mark on the depths of his soul.

At the same time, dark golden runes, similar to those of Qian Mengxun, began to appear on Wang Wei's body.

It spread from the fingertips to the arms, and from the arms to the whole body.

That is a mark recognized by the source of the power of calamity, a symbol of becoming a "calamity guardian".

However, Wang Wei frowned.

Stamped by someone? Branded by someone?

"Expel."

He directly invoked the safe house to erase the power that was trying to brand him.

The runes that appeared on his body shattered and fell off inch by inch, and his skin returned to its original color without leaving any trace.

But then—

"boom--"

The crimson sky trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer.

The black wasteland trembled violently, and the distant herd of strange beasts let out terrified howls and scattered in all directions.

The entire world was shaking!

Outside the tower, countless people looked up at the sky in panic.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

"It's divine wrath... divine wrath!"

For the first time, genuine fear appeared in the cloudy eyes of the white-haired old man.

In all his years, he had never seen the sky tremble so violently.

This is not a natural phenomenon; it is—being provoked.

Inside the tower, Wang Wei calmly looked up, gazing through the white light at the top of the tower at the furious sky.

However, the next second, he suddenly turned his head.

In the safe house's perception, in the direction of the Kashgar Mountains, monstrous beasts were surging forth, a dark, overwhelming tide of creatures pouring out from the cracks, covering the mountains and fields, seemingly endless.

At the same time, city defense alarms sounded in Jiangnan City, the Southwest Base, and the Upper Capital City. Superhumans surged towards the city walls from all directions, assuming a fighting stance.

Wang Wei's pupils contracted.

Time flows at different rates in the two worlds!

He lingered in this world for a short while, but ten days had already passed in the original world!

Ten days.

Wang Wei's heart sank.

He's not there. What if the disaster doesn't strike as planned, or strikes ahead of schedule, causing Chen Junjie's prophetic persona to collapse...

We can't delay any longer.

He glanced down at the robbery sword in his hand, then at the total amount of safe points—8540 billion.

There are still seven stone towers to collect, but those can wait.

Things over there can't wait.

He must go back immediately.

Wang Wei looked up, his gaze piercing through the walls of the tower and landing on the woman outside who was turning from smugness to confusion.

Qianmengxun.

This woman is useless now.

Wang Wei raised the sword and swung it lightly.

A beam of sword light flew out from the blade. The light was transparent and almost invisible, with only a very slight distortion in the air.

The sword light pierced through the walls of the Tower of Tribulation and easily passed through Qian Mengxun's body.

Qian Mengxun's eyes, which had been fixed intently on the tower, suddenly went blank.

Her pupils suddenly dilated and then dilated, like a lamp that had been blown out.

"I'm going to...die..." she murmured.

She did not feel any pain.

There was only a strange emptiness, as if something had been drawn out of her body.

That was the power of tribulation—the power of tribulation she had painstakingly obtained on the eighth level was leaking out of her body, like sand slipping through her fingers.

She tried to raise her hand to grasp the power that was slipping away, but her hand was no longer under her control.

The next second, Qian Mengxun's body fell straight down, crashing onto the black wasteland with a dull thud.

Her eyes were still open, but they had lost all their light.

Wang Wei nodded in satisfaction.

The first time I used the power of the thief to kill someone, the effect was pretty good.

Clean, neat, and painless.

For a "money-giving boy," this was his final act of mercy.

He can collect the other stone pagodas after he's finished with his work.

Thinking this, Wang Wei sheathed his sword, turned around, and disappeared into the white space of the Tower of Tribulation.