Sorcerer’s Handbook

"I see, I completely understand now."

In Blind Town, within a dimly lit hotel room, two identical girls were engaged in a mental exchange. They were none other than Vesser and the phantom created by the Mirror Dragon from another world line.

With the Willingness spirit, Vesser had crafted a small miracle called "Mutual Consent," allowing for rapid information exchange between two souls. However, this miracle had a significant side effect: the personalities and memories of the two could easily become confused. For Vesser and the phantom, this side effect was negligible, as the phantom was merely Vesser's shadow.

After acquiring all the spellcasting knowledge from the other, Vesser felt her Mental Sect was nearly touching the threshold of the Sanctuary realm. She looked at the phantom in the darkness and sincerely said, "Thank you."

"No trouble at all. I'm the one who benefited the most," the phantom replied. "If there's nothing else, I'll be going."

"But are you really going to execute that plan?"

Vesser remained silent, and the phantom said no more, gradually dissolving into the air and vanishing without a trace.

"Mirror Dragon…" she murmured softly.

Previously, her spellcasting realm was insufficient, leading her to believe the Mirror Dragon truly summoned a phantom from another world line to converse with her. But now, it seemed this so-called 'self from another world line' was merely the Mirror Dragon extracting her memories and blending them with other knowledge from the Virtual Realm to create a haphazard phantom.

How could there truly be other world lines?

No matter what decision is made, it will only lead to one outcome, with no turning back, no regrets.

Thus, the phantom's final question was actually born from her last shred of hesitation.

But that hesitation vanished completely when Ashe obtained the Heart of Wishes Command, allowing for a retreat to the Wishflux Celestium at any time.

"Just as well, I haven't been able to log into the Virtual Realm lately. The Demi-God has been sufficiently collected, and everything is ready."

Vesser opened the window, gazing upon this city devoid of light, where everything she saw was shrouded in darkness.

"Then, during this interval, let's make a trip to the Silent Spiral and start the countdown for Senlo."

"This Kingdom… is truly fascinating."

In the main hall of the Raven Annihilation Zone, Four Pillars Cult.

At this moment, the main hall had been cleared of all servants, and all confidential documents were laid out, being rapidly read by a handsome cold man.

Opposite him sat the Mercury Trojan Horse. Even though she had descended using a secure container, and even though the container, if damaged, could not harm her originals, she still sat uneasily, avoiding any eye contact with the cold man.

"No wonder He dares to guarantee that this Kingdom will present the opportunity I need…" the cold man mused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "To enter the Silent Spiral, is a Demi-God required?"

"Yes," Mercury Trojan Horse answered immediately. "A Demi-God is a necessary condition to open the Silent Spiral."

"But now, there's someone named Silver Lantern who is frantically seizing Demi-Gods?"

"That's right," Mercury Trojan Horse replied. "She's a deranged woman. Her theory is that 'reality is just a momentary delusion, and the virtual realm is the eternal future.' She believes reality is nothing but a false dream, and her goal is to pierce through this dream and destroy Senlo."

The cold man couldn't help but pace back and forth in the hall, pondering for a long time before suddenly saying, "Necessary expenses are indeed unavoidable…"

Mercury Trojan Horse was startled, watching as the cold man suddenly slumped to the ground, falling asleep just like that. Yet even so, she dared not approach him, remaining seated and waiting quietly.

She didn't have to wait long before the cold man rubbed his eyes and woke up, grumbling, "Indeed, without Dreaming Celestium, the Prophetic Dream can't foresee much of the future, but it's enough…"

He commanded, "Next, you need to go to war with the Qinyi Alliance and keep the battle lines near the Silent Spiral, minimizing obstacles for Silver Lantern's entry into the Silent Spiral."

"Yes," Mercury Trojan Horse replied without any dissent, for the Oracle of the Four Pillars dictated that she must unconditionally follow this man's orders.

However, the cold man's earlier question and final command sparked a curious thought in Mercury Trojan Horse, prompting her to ask, "Could Silver Lantern really pierce the dream and destroy Senlo? But if that's the case, why are we helping her?"

The cold man glanced at her, prompting Mercury Trojan Horse to immediately lower her head. "I apologize for my rudeness."

"It's alright. It's better for you to understand the truth and know the details, to prevent you from making unforgivable foolish mistakes," the cold man said kindly. He sat down and picked up a document, saying, "I think using this matter as a starting point is perfect-do you remember, two months ago, the Tribulation Fire Chapel summoned the First Gospel?"

"I remember," Mercury Trojan Horse replied. "The First Gospel was named Ashe Heath, but he didn't possess the abilities of the First Gospel and was defeated by Silver Lantern… Wait, could he actually be the true First Gospel, but has been hiding his talents?"

"Don't be so hasty," the cold man said. "What do you think the First Gospel came to Senlo for?"

"To suppress the Four Pillars Cult," Mercury Trojan Horse answered. "The captives from the Tribulation Fire Chapel said they heard the Chasm Sovereign of Senlo's decree that the First Gospel would come to save Senlo, so they summoned the First Gospel."

"You see, the First Gospel is here to save Senlo, not to destroy the Four Pillars Cult," the cold man explained. "You misunderstood from the very beginning."

Then, the cold man briefly explained the truth about the Senlo wasteland and the Green Beast, as well as the fate that awaited the Senlo wasteland as it would fall into eternal torment with the death of the Chasm Sovereign of Senlo.

Mercury Trojan Horse listened, drenched in cold sweat, not only because what the cold man said corresponded perfectly with the intelligence, but also because she, despite being a sorcerer of the Prophecy Sect, had no perception of these secrets. This made her increasingly aware of the power of a Demigod in the Prophecy Sect-despite having the same intelligence sources, this man could uncover the world's truth in such a short time!

"So, the First Gospel isn't here to destroy the Four Pillars Cult; it might even join them," the cold man concluded. "The Kingdom of Senlo is like a bleeding wound for the Chasm Sovereign of Senlo. The faster we eliminate its people, the more we save them and help the Chasm Sovereign stop the bleeding. The Four Pillars Cult is the perfect tool for the First Gospel."

Mercury Trojan Horse suddenly realized something. "Then Silver Lantern…"

"If he were the true First Gospel, he would immediately collaborate with Silver Lantern, assisting her in controlling the Four Pillars Cult, then annihilating all beings and destroying the world. The First Gospel's prophecy abilities surpass mine; he undoubtedly knows the right way to save Senlo."

"Unfortunately, the First Gospel is a fake," the cold man shrugged. "We'll have to handle it ourselves."

Mercury Trojan Horse trembled. "But Senlo is doomed to destruction. Aren't we on a path to death?"

"That would be the case, but you're incredibly lucky," the cold man chuckled. "The Void Gate Spirit gives you a chance to escape Senlo-though it's just a chance."

"But the Void Gate Spirit is so unstable! It's a death sentence!"

Mercury Trojan Horse had tried using the Void Gate Spirit, but it only resulted in the loss of hundreds of cultists without any success.

"As long as you reach the lower level of the continent, the success rate of the Void Gate Spirit will increase exponentially," the cold man explained, fully aware of the Void Gate Spirit's effects. "As for where the continent's lower level is, you surely know better than I do."

Mercury Trojan Horse sat in silence for a while, then asked, "But why are you helping Silver Lantern?"

"That's something you don't need to know."

The cold man spoke leisurely, "Besides, although I'm just a trivial will now, I'm still your master's trading partner. Is it too much to ask for a little respect?"

"Apologies, Specter Seer."

"Don't use that title. If I'm not mistaken, several Divine Sovereigns have cursed that name. The more you use it, the more likely you are to attract their attention." The cold man placed his feet on the desk, picked up the nearby wine glass, and swirled it gently before pouring it out without drinking.

"Call me by my Elf name, Vichy."