Tamasi suddenly realized. In any sect, being fully hosted by a God equated to being a ’spokesperson of the Great Skill’, undoubtedly the leader of the sect, the embodint of the ideal. If Ash managed to demonstrate perfect hosting without taking away the Great Skill, the Transcend Sect wouldn’t hate him but wouldn’t like him either— as long as Ash didn’t follow the Transcendence thod, he would ultimately remain a heretic.
Based on this, if Ash could help intercept the Silver Lamp and retain the Great Skill for the Transcend Sect, even though he was a heretic, he could max out his reputation in the Transcend Sect! The orderly Transcend Sect would have to repay Ash’s favor!
However...
"There’s a big flaw in your plan," Tamasi said. "Once the Silver Lamp steals the first Transcendence thod, she’ll either imdiately steal the second, or the Transcend Sect will guard the second; in both cases, we can’t get close to the second Great Skill, not to ntion that if a riot breaks out, the Transcend Sect will definitely keep a close eye on us."
"First, we can rule out the possibility that she’ll imdiately steal both," Igula said. "If that really happens, we can’t do anything, but the Transcend Sect, which reacts faster than it thinks, is unlikely to give her that opportunity."
"As for the likelihood of the Transcend Sect guarding the second Great Skill, that’s indeed very high," the Swindler raised three fingers. "But knowing three prerequisites, this obstacle no longer exists for us."
"The first prerequisite: The combat power of being hosted far surpasses the legendary. Previously, we could hurt the Silver Lamp, relying on your Gray Fox legacy, Tamasi; otherwise, no matter how clever the sche, as long as the Silver Lamp is hosted, she can break through any crisis with sheer power."
"The second prerequisite: The Silver Lamp needs to escape the building, but the Transcend Sect continually weakens its own consciousness will definitely fight to the death to hinder her. Inside the Transcend Sect, there surely are so hosted believers who pose a threat to the Silver Lamp."
"The third prerequisite: The Silver Lamp is an Insatiable Greed maniac, and this here, is an entirely transparent internal space."
Tamasi’s distorted voice grew more hoarse: "Could she possibly—"
"There’s no better battlefield than this," Igula said. "The Silver Lamp will most likely try to use her hosted combat power to snatch the second Great Skill and during this process continually drain the high-level combat power of the Transcend Sect. Even if it really proves impossible, she would still need to kill those hosted who can threaten her, anwhile casting the bla on us, before she can safely escape the building."
"As casualties mount, the Transcend Sect will eventually be unable to keep an eye on us, and we just need to quietly wait for an opportunity," the Swindler smiled. "Even if the Silver Lamp can’t destroy the defense around the second Great Skill, your Gray Fox Blade, Tamasi, is enough to pierce through that barrier, then Ash can reach out to touch the Great Skill and complete hosting, and then it will be our ti to save the Transcend to stop the Silver Lamp."
Tamasi: "But this will result in a lot of deaths."
"Yes, the Silver Lamp will kill many," Igula emphasized the na ’Silver Lamp’. "But many will live because of us. If the Transcend Sect doesn’t send people to obstruct us, if we could get closer to the Great Skill more easily, all of this would be simpler... but there are no ’ifs.’"
"Just like we told them two days ago, there is a hosted evil person in disguise lurking in the building, but compared to us heretics, they trust their own security systems more."
"If they were willing to trust us, conducting a thorough search through the building, the Silver Lamp would have been caught long ago, and they wouldn’t have faced such calamity."
The man under the Black Crow mask wanted to speak, but the words ultimately stuck in his throat.
Such things were all too common for the Ya Sha Jin Sect; they may have simply sought to eliminate evil, but matters are often not so simple, and not everyone is willing to believe them.
Moreover, they weren’t always right.
There were those who didn’t believe in them, and their whole families were massacred; there were also those who believed in them, but ended up with heavy losses.
Compared to these outsiders, the Transcend Sect naturally trusted their own judgnt more.
Faced with the test of Fate, everyone has their own answer, and until the results are out, who would think their answer is wrong?
Tamasi had seen it all before, but at that ti, he was not facing these matters alone.
So, like before, even though it wasn’t Kalan, Ye Lu, or Tanomu by his side, he still expressed his own confusion: "Even though we’ve foreseen everything, isn’t there a better way?"
"The world isn’t so kind to us," Igula said. "Even this outco that’s hard for you to accept is already the best we can achieve."
"Yes."
Ash also added, "If we think about it, we really have done our best within our capacity."
The Swindler looked at the Cult Leader with so surprise—he really hadn’t expected Ash to agree with him, even though the plan had originally co from Ash himself.
"We didn’t want to help the Transcend Sect, did we? Not at all, it was the Transcend Sect who wouldn’t trust us, treating us as heretical travel rchants, ignoring the information we provided. If anything, it was their own fault."
"If the Silver Lamp didn’t act, we couldn’t either. The Transcend Sect would only see us as scheming outsiders. Only after the Silver Lamp caused massive casualties in their attempt to seize the Great Skill were we able to get close to the Transcendence thod, perfectly hosting the god to rescue them as a Savior, confronting the evil disaster of the Silver Lamp."
"That way, we could not only capture the Silver Lamp but also gain the friendship of the Transcend Sect, and the pass from the Qinri Alliance..." Ash looked at Igula, "Isn’t that right?"
Igula calmly t his gaze, "Exactly."
"This is indeed the best plan, truly guidance I received from... from the Void Realm," Ash said. "Although we foresaw everything, we were not conspiring with the Silver Lamp to harm the Transcend Sect, it was rely the most helpless choice. The Transcend Sect isn’t wrong to distrust us, and of course, they wouldn’t let outsiders near their Great Skill, and what do we have to do with the Transcend Sect? The only wrong one here is the Silver Lamp, she is a moving disaster, the source of all evil, and we are rely her victims."
"Only..."
Ash furrowed his brows, his eyes closed, his lips buzzing, but his voice fading. After a mont of silence, he took a deep breath, opened his bright eyes, and stared at Igula, "How could the world be like this? How could they be like this? How could we be like this!"
As Ash raised question after question, his Holy Sanctuary silently rose, enveloping everyone within it. Before they could react, Ash turned to Harvey and said, "Ghost King, draw everyone’s attention inside, disrupt their worship."
Harvey didn’t speak; he simply summoned Alice, activated ’Ice Cold Flowing Fire’ to enter a Combined State, then walked to another passage.
At that mont, Ash suddenly rembered his afternoon conversation with Harvey, internally mocking himself for being slower to react than a Necromancer. But luckily Harvey’s question allowed him to act without any hesitation now.
"Ya Sha Jin, throw in with all your strength."
Tamasi clenched his fist, cracking sounds erupting as if bones were exploding.
"Rusted Crow." Ash looked at Igula, "You know how to coordinate with , right?"
"Of course." Igula lowered his eyebrows, "It’s always been coordinating with you, never you with ."
"Next ti, for sure." Ash smiled, "This ti, let’s treat the world gently together."
Tamasi picked up Ash, and Ash was stunned, "Didn’t I tell you to throw ?"
"My running speed is much faster than if you were to fly."
"But I am a Holy Sanctuary Mage, could you change the position—"
As Harvey, transford into a Netherworld Knight, spread despair to attract all the Transcend believers’ attention and disrupt the worship, Tamasi’s feet exploded with a quick rumble of thunder, reaching the spectator stands’ railing in almost a breath, and threw Ash out!
Ash unfolded his golden-silver wings to adjust his flying trajectory, target—
The Transcendence thod!
He aid to seize the Great Skill before the Silver Lamp could, leaving her no way out!
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