Chapter 1834 - 171: All at This Moment

Unless this rank was originally his, but because he needed to adapt to his human body, it had to be gradually transferred to him...

He blankly lowered his head, looking at the handcane that completely pierced through the part that had utterly devoured Fisher within him. Below, Fisher, having done all this, slowly transformed back into human form, smirked sarcastically and said,

"I was never deceived by my true identity as a Chaos Species. I know where I came from... But you, He Weng...

"You were fooled by my human identity."

He Weng’s golden pupils slightly contracted, and in that instant, he made a decision.

He actually directly discarded the Fisher in his hand, then slapped out the handcane inserted into his body, and instead unleashed his full demigod power, charging toward the sky in the direction of Dalasgon.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion erupted all around. Fisher clutched his chest, looked up at the sky, and instantly understood his intent.

He intended to kill Dalasgon before the part of Fisher within him completely perished!!

The exact time it would take for the part of Fisher within him to die was still unknown, but even if it was only a few minutes, it was more than enough to kill him inside Dalasgon’s body.

Just as Ramasitia had said, the only way to kill Dalasgon was from within him.

Why not kill Fisher?

Because He Weng didn’t know what exactly his situation was or what his nature was—if he accidentally killed him, the empty authority within him would lose its carrier and dissipate, and he would be utterly doomed.

That could reveal the nature believed to manifest the mythical ocean. If anything went awry, it wouldn’t just affect an avatar—it might even obliterate the avatar in the Outer Realm.

So the most rational course of action was to first kill Dalasgon and eliminate the Gap.

On one hand, this would provide an explanation for the deal between Dream and Elizabeth, and better settle scores with Ramasitia and the others; on the other hand, it would allow the extremely precious nature within Fisher to be revealed to the universe.

"Ignorant ant, no matter what obstacles bind you, you cannot win!"

He Weng’s terrifying voice echoed throughout the entire Gap. Simultaneously, outside the Gap, the twelve demigod-level Chaos Species seemed to sense He Weng’s approach. They all gathered their strength, preparing to unleash their combined full-force strike.

Fisher’s eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly transformed half his body into the form of a Chaos Species and soared into the sky. However, above the sky, the power of the Chaos Species and He Weng was already about to collide, already about to erupt on Dalasgon’s body.

He will die!!

The Gap will perish!!

"Buzz buzz buzz!!"

No matter how hard he tried to catch up, Fisher couldn’t keep up with He Weng above him, only watching as he got closer and closer to Dalasgon’s true form.

Fisher was already isolated and alone...

He ran upward with his eyes wide open, the unconscious bodies of Master Tao and Ashley left behind, leaving him alone in pursuit.

In this world, the once powerful demigods and Mythical Species wrestled with each other and turned to dust in history; the powerful gods struggled bitterly within the Spirit Realm, stopped before the Gate of the Gap...

The living creatures struggling below might not understand the reasons behind all of this, perhaps still confused, only trembling in fear amid the sudden war...

And after all, he was stubborn, having no time or opportunity to warn every Lady he knew of the risks hidden within...

Yet at this moment, like that afternoon many years ago when he opened the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual, he inadvertently learned of this impending Doomsday Prophecy.

At that time, everything was peaceful, as if he was the only one who knew about the impending doom.

What was he thinking when he saw those few lines of the Doomsday Prophecy?

Was it a divine mandate that drove him to selflessly dedicate himself and thus embark on a journey?

Or was it because he knew it might be related to a few fair-skinned, beautiful demi-humans that he became driven by desire and thus set off on a journey?

He didn’t know, and he seemed to have forgotten the specific reason...

He only remembered that afternoon was a very nice afternoon, Lady Martha made him a bowl of meat soup, Trandell invited him to go enjoy himself, and after he sternly refused, he reluctantly took out a letter saying that Elizabeth asked him to pass it on.

He opened the envelope; it contained years upon years of greetings, a report of her triumphant return.

She said she had won twelve great victories, that everything on the border was well, and that the displaced people had returned to their lost lands.

She said a lot, and Fisher read for a long time, finally deciding to write a reply that was no longer just polite.

Suddenly, he thought of telling her the Doomsday Prophecy he had just learned about, but after much thought, he only wrote an opening and then hurriedly stopped.

He was still not frank enough, still avoiding and evading, never speaking directly.

Just like considering the terrifying thought of having no consciousness after death, turning to dust, at the moment of writing he suddenly thought of what it would be like if all of this turned to ashes and was extinguished.

When confronting Elizabeth by the sea, he indeed spoke the truth, that he embarked on the journey for the beautiful things he saw.

During the journey, he saw more beautiful things, greedily attempting to pluck them into his embrace, thus becoming more determined.

He might indeed be selfish, perhaps not so noble...

But at this very moment, watching He Weng’s figure about to crash before Dalasgon, the fear of realizing that all this beauty would dissipate invaded his heart.