"You have accompanied us, so you can be considered part of our family."
"They won’t kill you. In this apocalypse, you only need to go to a small town that no one cares about and peacefully live out your old age. Once the war of the Three Towers reaches its final moment... I won’t need you anymore."
"Run away quickly."
Run away quickly.
This is the only thought in the Priest’s mind right now.
He must escape quickly because he remembered.
There’s a hiding place of a "god." He remembered. That god hidden in his memory.
He was originally the priest of that church. After those seventeen "gods" were chosen, he also gained an extremely terrifying power by being too close to them.
And also because he took care of them, he did not die.
He is one of the very few who escaped from that eerie place.
Most people have stayed there, becoming extremely twisted and horrifying existences.
The "god" awakened, acting like some radiation source, infecting him.
He discovered that he possessed a certain power, which he could use to construct a temporary reality.
For example...
The accident room in the ancient castle.
Here, he could briefly distort reality and make some stories become real.
And one of those gods hides within this difficult-to-discover "reality."
"They appreciate your previous care and will not kill you. But you must also forget me, dilute my existence with larger memories."
"That way, I can hide until the war ends."
Long, long after, the Priest had forgotten how many stories he had heard and witnessed how many accidents...
And those "gods" seemed not to trouble him, he indeed survived.
He gradually forgot the most important thing.
But now, that memory has been awakened.
The one who awakened the memory was Wen Xishu.
The master of the ancient castle, the Priest, was quite frantic at this moment.
But he did not dare to act rashly.
Because he couldn’t perceive Wen Xishu’s power.
Demon King An Rong, Ghost Bride, slender eerie shadow, and that woman with an ancient aura...
None of these people were easy to deal with.
But they were all targets of Wen Xishu’s evil deeds. It was clear that Wen Xishu’s own power should be unfathomable.
Faced with such formidable enemies, he could only choose another method to respond.
"If someday you encounter someone in the world of obsession whom you can’t resist, send him to the place of old memories. Priest, I must go now, though I really don’t want to leave you."
"Thank you for your past care. I bestow you a method. When you face an unbeatable existence, you will have an opportunity to restart everything."
"Even though you will also forget you have restarted, your opponent will become very weak because of it."
The child holding the Aquarius, no, the god, once said this to the Priest.
This was also that god’s subsequent way of doing things. When encountering an unbeatable existence in the land of obsession, drag the opponent to the land of old memories, because the rules there prohibit violence. Thus, forming an unsolvable cycle.
Of course, that was an old saying, and the truth of the saying has never changed.
But now, it has a new name.
If beaten in the Deceit Tower, drag the opponent to the Desire Tower. This will lead to a reset of memories, possibly making one forget who the opponent is.
But it doesn’t matter; the opponent will definitely be nearby in your domain and become very weak.
The Priest had never used this method before, but now, he had to use it.
The Priest’s figure vanished instantly.
...
...
[Obtained item: Invitation·Confession of Desire]
At this moment, Wen Xishu, who had just beaten a group of children, suddenly received the prompt.
What the hell?
How did I suddenly receive an invitation?
"I have anticipated it, but I was more looking forward to that group of people directly killing the master of the ancient castle..."
"Did they fail?"
The story will continue, but Wen Xishu’s expectations are very low right now.
The male lecturer is already dead, scared to death by An Rong’s terrifying presence; a mortal flesh, even just observing the fight in the red house, meant certain death.
Surprisingly, the brats survived.
"The story hasn’t ended..."
"At least I haven’t received any victory notice, which means the little kids are probably alive."
"If their expectations were higher than mine in the previous round, and if I don’t use the invitation next..."
"I will surely be killed by the rules."
"This is troublesome."
Wen Xishu looked at the invitation in his hand and for the first time felt it was a bit tricky.
"The ancient castle... implies that I might be facing some resurrected ancient existence, or maybe I have completely guessed wrong."
"But it’s certain that An Rong, the shoe lady, Jiang Qing, and the Ghost Bride can’t kill it."
"In the previous round, I at least had the corresponding high-level Deceit Tower and Slaughter Tower attributes. But this round..."
Wen Xishu felt that the invitation came too suddenly. It was almost like the boss entering the second phase.
"Why does it feel so much like the situation in the train?"
Wen Xishu increasingly found this scene familiar.
But this time, he had no Slaughter Tower attributes.
"Calm down, think about the effect of the invitation. The invitation equals returning me to the origin of everything."
"Last time, the invitation was issued to me by Jiang Qing. But interestingly, even Jiang Qing didn’t know who I was. She didn’t remember me."
"So..."
"My disadvantage is that I can’t beat the opponent. The master of the ancient castle is definitely at the red house level."