Let the white bull take a step back a little bit.

"…That's right. The reason why Silver Lantern is determined to destroy the world is because of the Gray Fox inheritance in the Dead City. Perhaps when she was a child, Silver Lantern once mistakenly entered the Dead City and successfully walked out, but she is not Black Crow. She cannot pass through the Fog Gate without any cost. The necessary condition for passing through the Fog Gate is to fully accept and inherit the final will of the Gray Fox magician."

"Once she leaves the shelter, she is doomed to face the challenges head on."

On the 16th floor of the Spiral of Silence, Igula told Ash all the information. Ash nodded silently, but asked an irrelevant question: "You actually knew about this in the Dead City, right?"

Because you didn't ask... Igula subconsciously wanted to evade the question, but when he saw the cult leader staring at him quietly, he turned his words into a fierce question: "Are you blaming me?"

"I'm not blaming you. How could I be angry with you? If the purpose of Yindeng leading us to the Dead City was to let us know the truth, then she should tell us, not you. What's more, I also have many secrets hidden from you. Who am I to blame you for keeping some secrets from me?" Ash said softly, "Although I am selfish, I am not so selfish as to think that everyone should be selfless."

"I'm just a little sad."

"I am sad enough to understand your good intentions, but I also know that the problem lies with me. It is because of me that you have doubts, and that is why I cannot gain more of your trust."

You guy... Igula couldn't help but grit his teeth for a moment. Is this the power of the Bard's Words? He said it as if it were true. Even I couldn't see the flaw. Although he was smiling, his eyebrows drooped, like a dog that was suddenly kicked into the water while walking.

"You are not me." Igula looked to the other side, folded his hands in front of his chest, and said: "Not everyone can be indifferent to tragedy. Since we will leave here, let it be a place worth remembering for us, instead of just remembering these irreparable tragedies."

"Some tragedies have no solution, they are just a knot. One more person seeing the knot is just one more person suffering."

"Thank you." Ash smiled, "Your explanation means a lot to me."

"I'm not explaining," Igula said, "I'm just letting you know that you've never gained my trust. The only person a fraudster trusts is himself."

Ash smiled slightly and said, "But you are wrong about one thing."

"Um?"

"Now that one more person has seen the knot, we can't say there's no possibility of untying it." Ash waved his hand: "Okay, I understand, you go back and help Tamashi. And Gwen, you go too, I'll handle Silver Lantern by myself."

"Besides, you're also better at assisting Igula." Ash winked at Gwen, "It's a waste to cooperate with me."

Gwen bowed her head and nodded slightly to hide the faint blush on her face. Igula turned around and prepared to leave, and suddenly said, "I know what you are confident about against Yin Deng, but don't really think you can defeat her. For such a cold-hearted person, the tenderness brought by a little affection is too insignificant."

Ash couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "I've already told you, I'm not so selfish as to think that others are selfless."

"I have been collecting information about Yin Deng's past and doing a psychological profile of her." Igula continued, "I originally thought that she induced us...induced you to go to the Dead City in the hope that you could understand her, become her companion, or even save her. After all, destroying the world and killing millions of lives, which does not bring any benefit to oneself, is extremely difficult for normal people to accept. That's why no one has been able to walk out of the Dead City for hundreds of years."

"Although Yin Deng is the only exception, can the will that was forcefully instilled in her when she was a child really remain steadfast and unshakable? Will she begin to resist this mission after she grows up, but cannot give up completely, and has been struggling all the time, treating you as a lifeline, hoping that you can pull her out of the quagmire?"

Ash couldn't help but nod. Just after listening to Igula's decryption, a similar thought came to his mind.

"You'd better not have such naive fantasies." Igula said coldly: "If I'm not mistaken, Silver Lamp's original intention may really be to hope that you understand her, but she has always been alone and doesn't need your help at all, so she doesn't need you to join her."

"She just wanted you to know what a great job she was doing."

"What do you mean?" Ash was confused.

“In simple terms,” Iguerra said, “she’s proud of her career.”

"She was actually showing off."

…

…

"I am the world-destroying technique."

The sun was shining, the sea breeze was blowing, Weisser stood barefoot on the beach, squatted down and picked up a conch, slightly tilted her head to look at Ash, her eyes seemed to be glowing.

It was as if they were discussing not the birth and death of the universe, but the patterns on the conch.

Ash pondered and said, "You become the dream master of Senluo Kingdom... In other words, the responsibility of maintaining Senluo Kingdom is handed over to you?"

"Yes."

"But..." Ash considered his words carefully, "It has always been Senluo Zhanzhu who has been maintaining the Senluo Kingdom. Can you really...take on this job, Yindeng?"

"Of course not."

Weisser smiled and shook her head, continuing to walk along the beach. Ash followed her and walked beside her. At this time, Weisser's square cicada suddenly appeared, and Ash's round cicada also emerged. These two four-winged magic spirits from the same source looked at the strange-looking cicada opposite with curiosity.

"I have now inherited a small part of the Senluo Kingdom." Weisser used her index finger and thumb to indicate a very small area. She thought for a moment and then narrowed the area a little more. "I have now had an impact on reality - perhaps a marginal oasis is withering, a river is drying up, and a storm is brewing in a wasteland."

"The dream I can maintain is as big as the fantasy bubble you saw in the distant space. And the size of the Senluo Kingdom is more than tens of millions of fantasy bubbles. What's more, after thousands of years of development, the Senluo Kingdom has many more 'affixes' that the dream owner needs to do his best to maintain."

"Although the Senluo Kingdom is now so desolate, it is the result of the Lord's efforts to maintain it. Once it is handed over to me, everything will be reduced to ashes and burst like a bubble."

"Here." Weisser pointed to the beach. "It's the place closest to reality. It was from here that Senluo Zhanzhu started to slowly build the Senluo Kingdom with dreams. Have you ever stacked building blocks? The way Senluo Zhanzhu built dreams is a bit similar to stacking building blocks. The pile gets higher and higher, and then He takes away the building blocks of the foundation, which are the first to seventeenth layers of the Spiral of Silence, in order to prevent ordinary people from reaching the bottom."

"But isn't this just a castle in the air?" asked Ash.

"It's a castle in the air, but as long as it's supported by Senluo Zhanzhu, it can be as stable as the ground." Weisser said, "But if Senluo Zhanzhu dies, the Senluo Kingdom without a foundation will collapse in an instant. I don't know what will happen, but if a building without a foundation collapses, it seems that there is no other possibility except to become a ruin."

"However, Lord Senluo Zhan is not without preparation. In fact, under normal circumstances, there won't be so many great fa in Senluo Kingdom. Usually, there are sixteen sects competing with each other. There is just one less than seventeen, so Lord Senluo Zhan will consciously suppress the number of great fa. Only when Lord Zhan loses control of the kingdom, the great fa will usher in a period of explosive growth... Now the total number of great fa in the wasteland should be around thirty."

"Then, the Senluo people only need to fill the Spiral of Silence with the Dharma, which will serve as the foundation and stabilize the country."

Ash asked, "Will this prevent the final apocalypse?"

“No,” Weisser shook her head and kicked away the sand. “This is for the end of the world.”

"It's like pulling out the plug from a water tank, and then the water will flow into the sewer along the pipe." Weisser looked at Ash: "The Spiral of Silence is both the foundation and the pipe."

A chill passed through Ash's heart: mortals could not bear the Senluo Dream, but Master Zhan was almost in a hurry to give the Senluo Dream to Yin Deng; the Spiral of Silence was the way to inherit the Senluo Dream, and it was also the smooth road to doomsday...

“…When will this plug be removed?”

"You can do it anytime. For example, I can pull out a small piece right now." Weisser spread her hands. "Then the Senluo Dreamland will begin to collapse, and all living beings will flow into the spiral of silence and fall down until they flow into our eternal resting place - the Void Realm."

"In addition, when I completely inherit the Senluo Dream, the plug will also be completely shattered." Weisser smiled and said, "The so-called plug is the "power to maintain the continued existence of the Senluo Kingdom". I don't know how Senluo Zhanzhu did it, but I'm afraid it takes the power of the gods to achieve such a miracle. Naturally, I can't do anything about it."

"That's why I said, I am the spell of annihilation." She scooped up the sand, letting it slip between her fingers and blow away with the wind. "When I fall asleep, all living things return to their cradles and fall asleep."

Weisser suddenly looked at Ash: "You should know, right?"

Although the question was rambling, Ash understood. "Igula deduced the truth about the dead city and told me everything just now. He described you like this: You know that a disaster is about to happen in the future, and you have a magical knife. The people you kill will live a happy life in another world, so you are a hero in another world, but in reality you are just a murderer."

"Although I know Igula is taking your feelings into consideration, I really like his description." Weisser smiled and said, "But there is no such good thing in reality - there will be no happy life, and no one will think I am a hero. Besides, the title of murderer is too low in purity for me."

"In that case, you should understand."

Weisser stopped, looked at Ash and said, "It's not just me, it's not just Gray Fox Magician. It is the wish of Master Senro to destroy the Senro Dream and drag everyone into hell."

"Senluo Dreamland is too huge and too complicated. For thousands of years, countless magicians have added bricks and tiles to Senluo Dreamland, and it has been piling up higher and higher year after year... Behind these Gray Fox legacies, such as "Shelter", "Twin System", and "Kaleidoscope", there are hundreds or even thousands of special affixes... Such a complex and huge system has only one worker, Senluo Zhanzhu, in charge of its maintenance and operation. It's like one person supporting an entire mountain range."

"I'm afraid that even if another Lord God came, he wouldn't be able to take over this system intact. Now Lord Zhan is seriously injured and on the verge of death. This system that needs him to maintain has become a burden that he cannot bear, further accelerating his demise."

"So, the Gray Fox magician of the Dead City left that legacy in the "Sanctuary". At the moment when the Gray Fox magician died, thousands of magicians worked together to deduce the root cause of the disaster, but they did not get a way to save the country, but listened to the request of the Lord of Senluo. "

"So, as soon as I arrived at the eighteenth floor, I obtained the Senluo inheritance."

"I am two hundred years late," Weisser said, "Master Senluo has been waiting for me."

Ash suddenly remembered what Igula said: Some tragedies have no solution and are a dead end.

At the beginning, Ash thought that the destruction of the world was just Weisser's will; later he found out that the destruction of the world was the will left by the Gray Fox Magician; until now, he knew that even the Lord of Senluo also hoped to abandon this declining country.

For ordinary Senluo people, this was undoubtedly a sudden disaster. They did nothing wrong, but they were born to live in a country destined to perish.

However, can it be said that it is the fault of the Lord of Senluo? From the Fire Cat, Blue Bird, and Gray Fox God Era, it can be seen that his original intention to build this "dreamland" was good. It is because the Lord of Zhan integrated his dreams into reality that the Senluo magicians were able to build such a brilliant civilization. Even now, all Senluo people are still benefited by the Lord of Zhan - the "incubator" that the Senluo people were born in is obviously a fantasy creation that can only be effective in the Senluo Kingdom, not to mention that the Lord of Zhan is still maintaining the operation of the kingdom.

What's more, Lord Zhan was also forced to do so. If he had not been seriously injured and on the verge of death, the Senluo Kingdom would have already entered the Fifth Age of Gods, which might even be a beautiful era of great material abundance.

The same goes for Yin Deng. If she didn't come to the eighteenth level of the Spiral of Silence to become the Dream Master, when Lord Senluo Zhan died suddenly in the future and the wasteland dream was shattered, the negative energy of Lord Zhan's death would wash over the country and turn all living beings into green beasts. From then on, all living beings would enter a dark age of eternal suffering.

Everyone tried their best, but they could only choose between a bad ending and a worse ending. There was no perfect solution.

Ash suddenly remembered something in his mind—he was dragged into the Senluo Wasteland as the First Gospel!

He was not the First Gospel, so he had always thought that he was summoned to fight against the Four Pillars. But now it seemed that the Four Pillars was at most a festering wound, and the heart of the Senluo Kingdom was about to stop beating.

If it was the real First Gospel, he would probably be able to easily find out the truth and understand the crux of the Senluo Wasteland. In other words, the reason why he was summoned to the Senluo Wasteland was not to assist the Fire Temple, nor to fight against the Four Pillars Cult, but...

"But it's not too late now." He murmured softly.

"So." Weisser walked in front of him and raised her head slightly to look at him. At such a close distance, there was no trace of shyness or other emotions in her eyes, only clear determination, "Are you still going to stop me?"

"I didn't come here to stop you from the beginning." Ash said, "I came here to untie this knot."

He raised his hand, and a strange magic spirit appeared in his palm. The magic spirit looked like a white board with a pair of transparent cicada wings, which were almost invisible when they flapped violently.

"This is the magic spirit of Buddhism." he said.