Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Within the astral plane.

An endless stream of useless information converged into an invisible galaxy, forming an impenetrable defense that kept out the faint light capable of decomposing all things. While the golden sun remained unaffected, the god of knowledge launched a fierce attack upon it.

The small sun that enveloped the world has been completely destroyed. The God of Knowledge, now freed from its constraints, extends the tower composed of countless books from its divine realm. The countless brass-colored eyes on those books are fixed on the golden sun, and countless mysterious symbols are gathered on its surface, as if trying to analyze the sun as well!

At the top of the tower, the white spider and the red spider each occupy one side, as if they are about to ride the tower to the sun!

This sudden change was clearly beyond Eternal Sun's expectations.

Whether it was the suddenly appearing Hidden Sage or these two extraordinary creatures that He had never seen before, with human upper bodies and spider lower bodies.

Although they had never had any contact before, the spirit of the eternal sun was frantically warning them!

His spiritual intuition told Him that although the two beings in front of Him appeared to have only the strength of angels, they possessed an essence that could threaten Him!

This nature unsettled the Eternal Sun, who even suspected that everything unfolding was a trap. And when the Eternal Sun realized this, He had already made His choice—a strategic retreat!

Almost without hesitation, the golden sun immediately began to move away from the tower and away from the divine kingdom composed of books full of knowledge.

Because the Eternal Sun knew very well that without the help of the Lord of Steam, He had no chance of winning against the God of Knowledge and Wisdom alone. And now, not only had He lost His only ally, but His opponent also possessed two allies who posed a significant threat to Him.

In this situation, continuing to resist will only make things worse. The wisest course of action is to cut losses before anything truly irreversible happens!

Since He currently holds the initiative, He can simply retreat to His own divine kingdom. In that case, although He will not gain anything, He will also suffer no loss.

With this thought in mind, the golden sun receded faster and faster.

At this moment, the misty light, which was trying to break through the information flow barrier, saw this scene and immediately gave up its plan to continue the entanglement. Otherwise, it would also face a situation of being attacked by two against one, risking its own demise.

The tower, symbolizing the god of knowledge and wisdom, stopped "growing" upwards, and the witch at its tip did not press her advantage.

They simply gazed calmly at the astral plane, at the golden sun that was gradually receding into the distance.

However, the Hidden Sages on the other side saw that the Lord of Steam and the Eternal Sun were trying to leave the battlefield and seemed unwilling to give up. The vast flow of information once again formed a Great Wall as vast as the Milky Way, blocking their path.

The Hidden Sage seemed determined that even if the god of knowledge and wisdom was not prepared to cooperate with His actions, He would not let them leave.

This time, the Lord of Steam did not conjure a scroll of history to contain this information flow, because the Eternal Sun had already struck first. The golden sun shone brightly, its scorching heat threatening to engulf the entire astral plane in flames, incinerating everything before it!

That Great Wall of information flow seemed indestructible, but under the scorching sun, it crumbled in an instant!

But just as the Eternal Sun finally broke through the barrier of the Great Wall of Information, a figure suddenly appeared before Him.

He was an ordinary-looking man who did not even display his mythical creature form in the astral plane.

He wore a simple white robe, had a thick golden beard, and wore cross pendants around his neck, but his face no longer bore a warm smile.

His gaze was utterly calm, his clear, innocent eyes, like those of a baby, staring silently at the golden sun, utterly indifferent.

In the boundless darkness, an undead serpent, large enough to devour stars, coiled up, its enormous head staring intently at the golden sun, its scarlet vertical eyes filled with greed.

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Within that dark "kingdom" overgrown with moonflowers and night-blooming jasmine, the Twilight Giant's longsword slammed down on the heavy, pitch-black scythe, launching a fierce attack after a fierce strike.

He is the God of War, the God of War who never yields!

The moment He decided to attack the Goddess of Night, He had already made up His mind—to succeed or to die!

Because the God of War knew very well that He and the Goddess of Night were destined enemies and could not coexist.

Unlike the tripartite balance of power among the true gods such as the Eternal Sun, where any two sides could launch a divine war and potentially benefit from it, the three gods would not easily initiate a divine war.

However, there are only three paths to the "River of Eternal Darkness," and only two true gods.

Other true gods would not covet their authority, because forces from unrelated paths would only cause them to lose control.

In other words, the relationship between Him and the Goddess of Night is a completely zero-sum game, where the winner takes all.

The goddess of night wants to kill Him, and He wants to kill the goddess of night as well, and now is the best opportunity!

The Kingdom of Rune is already teetering on the brink of collapse, and the faith in the Goddess of Night has been largely shaken, which will inevitably affect her condition. The Goddess of Night has become accustomed to using vast amounts of faith to combat the initial corruption, but now, without the anchor of this faith, the previously established balance will be broken. She will then have to expend even more energy fighting the initial corruption, and her condition will naturally deteriorate further.

In comparison, the God of War is still at his peak.

Facing the trough from the peak, this is definitely the time when the God of War has the greatest advantage against the Goddess of Night!

If the Goddess of Night survives this divine war, she, having already mastered the unique path of death, will sooner or later completely overwhelm the God of War, who only possesses the path of the 'Twilight Giant'.

Given this shift in power, it was almost certain that the God of War would fall, so He had to consider whether this might be His only chance in this lifetime.

Today, only one person can leave this divine kingdom alive!

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The Astral Plane, a world supported by colossal brown trees.

A beam of azure light pierced the sky, severing the tendrils that danced like tentacles at the top of the giant tree, providing a free pruning service to this towering tree.

But the Mother Tree of Desire seemed unmoved; it grew even angrier and attempted to inject more power into the world from beyond the stars.

Unfortunately, there were the barriers that were initially set up to prevent it.

His influence is extremely limited, so He must protect the bound god, lifting him high with the branch piercing him to avoid being injured by the blade—this is His medium connecting Him to the world. Once the bound god is killed, His connection with the entire world will be severed.

That's why He has tormented the bound gods for thousands of years, even separating the "divine wrath" Siea. All of this was done to reduce the resistance of the bound gods so that He could better control this medium.

But Ashmi's appearance made Him sense the crisis. If He could not expel Ashmi from this world, He would inevitably lose His only medium.

Having suddenly lost the dark side of the universe over a century ago, the Mother Tree of Desire cannot withstand any further loss. Once even the medium of the "Bound God" is eliminated, it will be unable to exert much influence on this world for more than a decade after the barrier is completely removed.

A decade or so is enough time for other beings to transform the 'Bound Ones' pathway and even the 'Shadow World' into His form.

In other words, He will completely lose that corresponding part of His power.

This is by no means a baseless association, because the 'Abyss' pathway is the best proof—even though He had already achieved preliminary control over the dark side of the universe, the other party was still devoured by the giant serpent in an instant, and the connection was completely severed.

Over the past century, His connection with the Abyss Path gradually weakened until He could no longer sense its existence at all. This meant that He had completely lost this power. Although He could reclaim it later, this power no longer belonged to Him, meaning He needed to 're-digest' it.

This would inevitably put them at a disadvantage in battles against other Outer Gods.

Therefore, He absolutely cannot lose!

With this thought in mind, the Mother Tree of Desire unhesitatingly poured even more power from beyond the starry sky, once again staining the earth a dark red color. Even the blade light that seemed capable of slicing through everything was suppressed by the dark red shadows, appearing utterly dim.

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Atop the tower, the Red Spider Kragg, engulfed in chaotic flames and resembling a demon incarnate, stared at the distant undead serpent. A flicker of wariness crossed his handsome face as he frowned and asked:

Do you know Him?

The white spider responded softly:

"He possesses the characteristic of immortality, but it is very faint and not inherited from the ancient dragons; it is more like the World Serpent. However, he does not have the characteristics of the World Serpent, so he should not be a descendant of the World Serpent."

She gazed at the giant serpent that was opening its blood-red maw, attempting to devour the eternal blazing sun in one gulp, and said with some doubt:

"Perhaps it was obtained through devouring?"

Red Spider Kragg stretched out her fair hand, extended her pink tongue, and gently licked it, her alluring expression seemingly gloating:

"It seems so."

The World Serpent race has always been a troublemaker.

Their strength may not be that great; even the most ordinary Lord of Cinder had a chance to kill them. But these reptiles were well hidden, and even the Sun Lord Gwyn could not exterminate them completely, and could only try to divide and win them over.

The gods and the World Serpent have Flamt as a buffer, but the relationship between the witches and the World Serpent is more pure and more terrible, especially that serpent named Kas!

If it weren't for His instigation, many things might never have happened.

If the World Serpents weren't so well hidden, and if their existence weren't completely unrelated to the 'First Flame,' allowing them to live freely and independently of the world itself, they wouldn't be able to find a trace of them, making it impossible for them to exterminate them completely.

As they entered the sanctuary and left Lordran, the World Serpent would likely become the master of the world, just like the ancient immortal dragons of the past. But judging from the current situation, their rule is clearly not so secure, and this undead serpent before them is the best proof of that.

The white spider gently stroked the books that made up the tower and asked softly:

"Shouldn't we intervene? If Adam gets the 'sun,' you'll be in grave danger."

A gentle voice rang in their ears:

"No need, it's all the same. We have our own mission."

"As for the others, they are not within the scope of our plan."

"Let's begin then."

Kragg's lips curled slightly, and the chaotic flames on his body burned even more fiercely. The sparks that fell even "infected" the surrounding books, and the flames were spreading rapidly, from the top of the tower all the way to the base of the tower, as if they were going to burn the entire tower to ashes!

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that these flames do not burn the books like the sun did before; instead, they form a strange symbiotic relationship with the books.

The surface of the book was ablaze with chaotic flames, as if it contained forbidden knowledge obtained from hell.

At almost the same time, the white spider's body also began to burn!

The holy, milky-white light expanded in an instant, spreading outwards like ripples on water.

Within that light was a sacred flame, which spread throughout the entire world as the light expanded.

Snapped!

With a soft thud, the base of the tower suddenly collapsed!

The entire tower disintegrated in an instant, and the countless books that made up the tower fell from the sky like rain.

Without exception, all the books were ablaze.

At that moment, the whole world began to burn.

The countless thick books were engulfed by flames from the inside out, and the contents recorded on them changed accordingly. Even the brass-colored eyes changed color under the influence of the flames, some as red as chaos, some as white as light, and some as orange-yellow as pure heat.

The flames did not destroy the books; instead, they added many qualities to them that were not originally theirs.

In the shelter, almost everyone knows that the First Flame was divided into nine parts, and those who possess the King's Soul are also known as the Lords of Cinder.

But few people know that among all the Lords of Cinder...

Only the witch sisters are truly special.

Because each of the three remaining witches of Izaris possesses a unique royal soul!

This is a glory that belongs only to the witch sisters, and a trust that belongs only to them.

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Adam gazed at the world engulfed in flames in the distance and silently closed his eyes.

Herabogen was still alive when He fell.

Herabogen successfully seized the authority that belonged to 'knowledge', but he ultimately failed to become a god; he died on the eve of his ascension.

At that time, He, who was only the King of Angels, had some doubts, but no evidence.

Eternal Sun and the others never doubted it from beginning to end. After all, 'Herabergen' had always appeared in the form of a mythical creature. Who would doubt that a true god would die mysteriously without even a hint?