Chapter 741: 41. Trust in Fisher’s Wisdom
Just as Fisher raised his head to look at the Crimson Mist not far away, following Anebatos’s reminder, an ominous feeling surged in his heart.
The turbulent crimson mist suddenly expanded as if it had sensed Fisher was observing it, going from calm to a storm that whipped up towering waves in an instant.
“Ka ka ka ka!”
In Fisher’s astonished gaze, the place where the crimson mist spread seemed to create a feeling of space shattering.
But faster than his reaction was the light of fate from above Anebatos.
“Buzz!”
“It seems the opponent has acted first. This feeling of agitation is unlike anything before.”
Renee’s face turned extremely ugly upon seeing the crimson mist swallowing the fabric of reality; she frowned and murmured,
“Has even reality been swallowed?”
“How is that possible? Unless—”
Anebatos looked at the howling crimson mist, his bewilderment seemingly caught in the void. Gazing at the vast crimson mist, a thought flickered in Fisher’s mind regarding Gouwen’s hiding place.
“Jasmine, has the crimson mist swallowed Jasmine?!?!”
“.”
Anebatos let out a helpless sigh, and the golden light surrounding Him, akin to an aurora, expanded like a heavenly chasm, forming a wall that twisted space and time to stop the advance of the crimson mist.
“I’ll hold this side to prevent it from getting close to the borders; there’s also Ouyun at the edges. Renee, you and Ramastia go to the crevice. You can’t let the crimson mist erode into reality!”
Renee was about to nod, but Fisher shook his head and said,
“There’s no need; it’s coming this way.”
Anebatos was slightly taken aback, and the spreading crimson mist was indeed not showing any intent to approach the crevice as Fisher had stated—it continued to gather, becoming thicker, taking on the appearance of a massive cloud.
Then it began to charge towards the borders.
Fisher noticed Gouwen and David’s ship heading this way, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn’t outrun the rapidly spreading crimson mist. Almost in the blink of an eye, Gouwen and David’s ship was completely swallowed by the crimson mist, vanishing into it.
Emhart is still on the ship!!
Watching the vessel being completely engulfed by the crimson mist, Fisher’s pupils contracted, and he found himself uncontrollably moving forward, wanting to head that way, but it was already unnecessary, as the crimson mist had begun crashing continuously against the barrier formed by Anebatos’s power.
“Boom!”
The tremendous shock force, as if intending to shatter space, could not be completely obstructed by Anebatos’s power, directly causing waves in the Sea of Souls. Fisher felt himself being lifted off the ground, tumbling mid-air for two and a half turns, and upon looking at Anebatos’s barrier, he was astonished to see that the originally phantasmal golden light was covered in colorful blooms.
Was it influenced by the power of dreams?
“Quick, get away! I can’t hold this for long. This pollution is not on the same level as before; it might have already swallowed Tang Zeming Asuka’s soul. This guy right now…”
“Ka ka ka ka!”
Sure enough, at the moment Anebatos spoke, Fisher saw the barrier, now completely transformed into flowers, shatter, and the endless crimson mist rush violently towards the Sea of Souls.
“Get going, Fisher!”
Beside him, Renee transformed quickly and reached out to grab Fisher, her own lunar light solidified into substance as it wrapped around Fisher’s body, pulling him back.
But at that moment, a familiar, ethereal voice filled with grievance and despair suddenly came from behind Fisher,
“Fisher-sensei!”
Fisher was slightly taken aback since that voice sounded so familiar and soft that he recognized its owner almost instantly,
“Asuka?”
Fisher turned to look and saw the crimson mist, like countless hands reaching out towards him. In that moment, he realized the crimson mist was indeed coming for him!
“Sensei, sensei!”
Tang Zeming Asuka’s voice grew increasingly indistinct, as if Jasmine’s and Asuka’s voices were intertwined, hard to distinguish from one another, but the sincere hope in the words was unmistakable—a loneliness and pain waited for a thousand years, and now the one they awaited was right before them, just an arm’s length away. The flame of hope ignited yet felt utterly unattainable, creating a bittersweet tone in her voice.
“Where are you going? Fisher-sensei, isn’t a thousand years enough? Do I have to keep waiting?”
“.”
The spreading crimson mist surged towards Fisher like a mad beast, and even though Renee had employed her true form, the suction from behind remained as relentless as a black hole, unwilling to let Fisher go.
To capture Fisher, the crimson mist even recklessly charged towards the borders.
No! If it crashes into the barrier, that would be a disaster!
Fisher had no doubt that the fully realized spirit realm pollution possessed the ability to breach the borders again.
If another hole formed before the border was repaired, it would truly be irreversible!
“Fisher-sensei, do you still have feelings for the angel Hela? Even after a thousand years, am I still not as good as her?”
Listening to the murmured confusion of Tang Zeming Asuka blended with Jasmine’s voice within the crimson pollution, Fisher finally understood who was responsible for the contact between Jasmine and the spirit realm pollution.
The veins on Fisher’s forehead throbbed, and under the influence of the crimson mist, reality near the borders was almost twisted.
Countless balloons and paper bills surged from the void, and within the crimson mist, dozens of skyscrapers towering a hundred meters began pouring toward the Sea of Souls.
It’s getting close to the crevice!
This pollution is coming towards me; if I get swallowed by it, the pollution should stop, but…
This should be Hela’s goal.
Azanros had already informed him that the Ocean now had the means to completely separate his soul and nature, but her four incarnations within the borders evidently lacked the ability to confront several deities directly; otherwise, she could simply initiate slaughter without needing this much trouble.
In other words, as long as he remained near the deities, she wouldn’t have any way to deal with him.
Now that she had allowed the spirit realm pollution to merge with Jasmine, gaining the ability to completely threaten the borders, this also gave Fisher an impossible dilemma.
If he chooses to be swallowed by the spirit realm pollution, he would then be helpless against the deities’ protection. Hela’s incarnation was likely within this pollution, waiting for Fisher to enter to then strip away his nature.
But if he chooses not to be swallowed, then the borders would be at risk.
Fisher clenched his teeth and cast a glance at the distant borders, but in his peripheral vision, he suddenly noticed the authority that Hemon had sent into the borders.
He couldn’t handle that authority yet; given time, he surely could, but Hela wouldn’t give him the chance—she acted immediately after sending that authority into reality.
But, it wasn’t entirely without opportunity.
Hela is within the pollution; her incarnations are not able to face several deities, and the current situation is that the deities have no way to deal with this pollution. In other words, Hela cannot fully control this pollution either.
There is still a chance.
With this thought, the veins on Fisher’s forehead tightened. He turned to Renee and said loudly,
“It’s coming for me; it won’t stop until I enter!”
“You can’t go in! What if the Ocean’s incarnations act against you inside? If something happens to you… if something happens, then I…”
Seeing the worried Renee behind him, Fisher’s eyes flickered, but he resolutely turned back to look at the pollution that was relentlessly pursuing him.
“There’s no other way now! If the Ocean makes a move inside, it also means that His incarnations must be present. The whereabouts of the four incarnations are currently unknown, hidden in some corner of this world; searching for them would be highly troublesome. But right now, His incarnations are indeed right here.
“If I can’t escape once inside this battlefield, then His incarnations can’t either. This pollution is not under His control. I heard Asuka’s voice; she is also trapped within this pollution. This might be an opportunity—a chance to simultaneously eliminate the Ocean’s incarnation and the pollution.”
Renee clenched her teeth, about to say something, but Fisher exhaled deeply and looked at the authority lying at the border gate, as if it were a card he had yet to turn over.
In the next moment, he turned and flew towards the pollution.
“Fisher!”
Behind him, Renee’s pupils shrank, and without hesitation, she turned and followed Fisher toward the crimson pollution.
Above them, Anebatos, anxiously dealing with the omnipresent crimson pollution, was too distracted when he caught sight of Fisher and Renee actively heading into the crimson pollution. A gasp full of humanity almost escaped his lips,
“You two!”
“Whew, whew, whew!”
“Boom!”
But in the next second, a massive firework exploded before His eyes; upon closer inspection, it turned out His illusory body had transformed into fireworks under the influence of dreams?
This power of dreams is simply too exaggerated!
Anebatos struggled to fend off this colossus approaching the borders, while below, Fisher had already reached the crimson pollution. Feeling his approach, every inch of the crimson pollution seemed to cheer and open its embrace to him.
“Fisher-sensei!”
As the double voice of Tang Zeming Asuka and Jasmine called out, Fisher grit his teeth and, alongside Renee, plunged straight into the pollution.
“Buzz!!”
At the moment Fisher entered the pollution, the cataclysmic crimson pollution suddenly fell silent.
Anebatos’s struggling form stopped, and he quickly swept with golden light, but he couldn’t find Fisher and Renee’s figures anywhere.
“Dammit!”
He silently muttered, and the crimson mist gradually receded, fulfilling its original purpose, retreating to where it had come from.
At this moment, Ramastia’s massive form had flown out from before the borders, silently observing the receding pollution.
“Fisher and Renee have been swallowed by the pollution. It’s done!”
Anebatos grumbled to Ramastia, but Ramastia remained silent, merely signaling that it was aware of the crimson pollution.
“That pollution won’t threaten their safety for the time being. Wasn’t this already part of our plan? Letting Jasmine and the pollution rejoin is the only way to truly kill it.”
Seeing His reaction, Anebatos was slightly taken aback but still said,
“So, you intentionally let Fisher enter, thus avoiding the need to persuade him to kill Jasmine along with it?”
“No, he wouldn’t do that. The moment we realized that the only way to kill it was like this, I knew he would not agree, nor would Xu and Gouwen. He would even be willing to delve into the authority of death for that human empress. If that’s the case, I wouldn’t be surprised if he stands against us.”
“So?”
“Anebatos, the true origin of this pollution lies with Tang Zeming Asuka. That’s why all these years we couldn’t kill it; to kill it, we must kill Jasmine, which is linked to Tang Zeming Asuka’s soul.”
R amistia gazed at the gradually retreating spirit realm pollution and spoke softly,
“Years ago, Tang Zeming Asuka insisted on leaving here because she sensed that the power within her had grown strong enough to influence reality. In order to avoid causing deaths within the borders, she did so. She is a Trans. Even in the final moments, she was willing to choose death to fulfill this world.”
“.”
“Though I saved her soul at the request of Gouwen and Xu, not knowing the link between her soul and the pollution, fundamentally, it was also a way of thanking her. Thanking her for her silent restraint toward the Trans, for her contributions to this world. She was willing to sacrifice for this world; this isn’t a reason for us to demand her to do so endlessly, Anebatos.”
“… Ah, there are no easy solutions for both sides.”
“Indeed, but I still remember our initial intention when we built this world. We did not aim to create a hidden place to take refuge, nor did we wish to experience the pros and cons of being a Creator. Since those outside the borders chose to hide, then we, as outliers, shall choose the latter.”
Anebatos fell silent, then spoke,
“What shall we do now? Even if we recognize her previous contributions, we can’t just ignore everything, can we?”
“How could that be possible? Anebatos, have you forgotten? I am the only deity whose voice can be heard by the Whale Folk. This connection doesn’t stem from the soul but from another power of mine that has never been revealed, 【Secret Voice】. I am constantly listening to Jasmine’s voice, so I know everything she hears before being swallowed by the pollution. The Ocean certainly did not foresee this.”
“You mean—”
On Ramastia’s form, countless faces simultaneously revealed a cold expression. He continued,
“Though the Ocean made a move, it is precisely because of this that I sensed his incarnation through Xu’s medium. There are currently two incarnations in this pollution—one at the True God level, and one at the Nineteen Rank. Our task is to prepare thoroughly during this pollution’s existence, ensuring His two incarnations are killed here.”
Anebatos hadn’t anticipated that this God of All Forms had been waiting for the Ocean to act. After a moment of thought, He quickly said,
“I’ll try to awaken Dalasgon. The Soul Fire in the crevice has nearly extinguished. Heow and the others’ plans have also failed; he should be able to awaken now. But within the pollution, we can’t do anything about Fisher and Renee.”
“Trust Fisher and Renee; this kind of emotional bond between souls is not something we are adept at.”
Anebatos agreed deeply. Just as He was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and turned around, speaking doubtfully,
“There is one issue. That Trans has waited for Fisher for a thousand years, and I feel the formation of this pollution is likely also related to this heavy emotion. Now that Renee has followed him in, could that incarnation of the Ocean also have some connection to Fisher from a thousand years ago? I mean, if… if the pollution is the domain of the Trans, we’ll have no means to interfere. What if she is provoked by Renee and the Ocean’s incarnation and inadvertently harms our trust, Fisher? What then?”
“.”
“Huh?”
R amistia snapped back to reality and suddenly asked,
“Why didn’t you stop her when Renee entered?”
“Your plan was never shared with me. You were on the fifth layer, I was on the first layer; how was I supposed to understand?”
“.”
R amistia plunged into silence again, appearing lost in a knowledge blind spot, with countless faces on her body showing abstract and troubled expressions.
Only a moment later did She raise her head again, forcing herself to calm down as she said,
“We must trust Fisher’s wisdom.”
“.”
“Uh.”
At this moment, Fisher, completely unaware of the heavy burden he had taken on, felt a profound ache throughout his body, as if a thousand mechanisms had ground over him.
His consciousness was hazy, his eyelids felt like a thousand-pound weight, making it impossible for him to open his eyes no matter how hard he tried.
What’s happening to me?
“Thump, thump. Thump.”
Although his eyes remained closed and his consciousness hadn’t awakened, his other senses had already begun to function.
He began to hear a rhythmic, ethereal knocking sound ringing in his ears, and a delightful, calming scent of Buddhist incense wafted to his nose.
He hazily opened his eyes to find himself lying on a plush layer, under a not too thick yet not too thin soft mattress, with a rectangular quilt neatly covering him. He was properly lying on the mattress and sleeping well.
“I…”
Fisher hurriedly sat up, looking down to find himself dressed in strange white clothing. The collar of the clothing intertwined and finally wrapped around his waist, resembling attire from some civilization; in any case, it was definitely not clothing from Nali, Shivali, Cardu, or the Northern Region.
What the hell?
He turned to survey his surroundings, discovering he was sleeping in a relatively spacious wooden house. The house seemed antique, with doors made of the sliding wooden type, and he could vaguely see the sunlight outside through the gaps in the patterned window paper.
The room’s decor was also peculiar, with a number of piled books and scrolls, which added a pleasant aroma of ink to the room.
Fisher randomly picked up a book from beside him, only to see characters written in ink that were either square or tilted, giving him a tingling sensation on his scalp.
This is the script used by Tang Zeming Asuka, resembling that of the Subhuman Girl Enthusiast.
At this thought, Fisher hastily patted his chest, only to realize that the Handbook for Sub-Humans had disappeared without a trace, let alone his other belongings—all gone.
But where am I right now?
Just as Fisher was swallowing nervously, a shadow of a girl suddenly appeared outside the sliding wooden door in front of him.
He lifted his head towards the door, and saw the girl gently knock on the door. Then, a very shy voice gradually floated over from outside,
“Fisher-sensei, are you awake? It’s time to get up.”
“.”
Fisher didn’t respond, but his heart skipped a beat.
Because the voice outside was unmistakably Jasmine’s.
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