Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Shaer’s eyes followed and glanced over, letting out a light laugh: ”Is that your magic book blessed by Celene?”

Hill nodded half-heartedly... The more he realized how overly prepared he was, the more regret he felt in his heart.

It’s not really for any other reason, but sacrificing part of his own strength with the Murderous Vine, and tearing his magic book apart.

Although these could all be remedied later, the pain at that time wouldn’t simply disappear.

All of this was due to Hill’s excessive imagination, causing his spiritually connected friends to worry along with him.

If Hill had known at that time that he would at most endure some suffering... then...

”This is a good thing.” Shaer glanced at him with a gentle tone.

Hill looked at her in surprise.

”Your Murderous Vine, let’s not mention it.” Shaer said slowly, ”Creatures like her, to grow to the extent they are today, would typically walk the path of slaughter.

Her future was supposed to be the Bottomless Abyss.

But, because of your existence, she doesn’t need to rely on flesh to sustain herself.

Although she didn’t consume a world, she did consume quite a bit of Divine Blood and Flesh, even with some Nature System in it... Marla, didn’t you take him down once?

Oh, that wasn’t Marla, but it seemed similar.

That Felunryel?

She’s truly fortunate, managing crucial evolutions through this method.

This outweighs anything.

But Hill, she wants to follow you on the natural path with her body of slaughter, she must pay a price.

No matter which world her foundation lies in, the Laws of the Multiverse will restrict her for walking a path not meant for her.

Therefore, this time, she willingly paid the price, which is beneficial for her future.

At least, she won’t lose her life anymore in the future.”

Hill slightly opened his mouth, touching the ribbon in his hair with complex emotions.

”As for your magic book...” Shaer mockingly glanced at the sky outside, ”You’re actually quite smart to decide not to continue advancing in Toril upon realizing your magic book might become a powerful Divine Artifact.

And from your attitude, you plan not to advance it as long as it keeps up with your pace, right?”

Hill nodded: ”I thought too simply at the time, became a bit fearful later.”

”Smart child~” Shaer nodded in appreciation, ”Truly valuable things are always envied by the heavens.

If the owner’s strength doesn’t keep up with the Divine Artifact’s rhythm, every powerful artifact eventually becomes a boring story.

You’ve actually done very well, stopping when you should’ve.

However, an idiot added a line of moonlight, making your magic book exceed its supposed limits.

So, it too made a very correct decision.”

Shaer looked at the small self-flipping book, a slight curve forming at the corner of her mouth, ”Although it endured some pain, at least these pages still belong to you.

Otherwise, you’d lose several pages either in this world or along the journey.

Most likely, those harmonious with the Power of the Silvermoon would be lost.”

Hill couldn’t help but be taken aback.

”Did you feel it?” Shaer asked sensitively, ”Then again, you’ve always been a lucky child.

Having a reaction to things harmful to you is quite normal.”

Hill belatedly said: ”That Aislin, I’ve always disliked her.

Though she was Gilbert’s senior, their relationship was not good, but it can’t really be considered bad either.”

Shaer finally looked towards the giant screen: ”Ah, that’s it!”

Her previously casual expression instantly turned dark: ”The existence of this creature made me completely abandon a past idea... heh~

Turns out the Power of the Silvermoon and Dark Moon Core on the same body becomes such a thing!”

Hill guessed she once imagined thoroughly devouring Celene.

Though she essentially couldn’t achieve it, AO wouldn’t allow her to go insane, but anyone can dream, can’t they?

The result was witnessing a true dual-entity, turning past beautiful fantasies into nightmares... This world’s Silvermoon is really as Hill thought, outwardly Silvermoon, but essentially, no, should say dual core, the inner Dark Moon was the true core.

This is indeed a blow to Shaer.

No wonder she chose to run and find the Little Bug’s backing eyes halfway through.

Probably wanted to find some trouble to vent anger, unexpectedly it was Hill.

But it’s not too bad, at least in front of Hill, she can speak some truths... After all, she and Celene have done enough foolish things in front of Hill, so they don’t mind adding a few more.

Anyway, Hill has always been tight-lipped.

As for Carpenter next to her... Although she saw Shaer and heard her teacher greet her, that was all.

From that little face trying hard to remain calm but unable to control her curiosity, it could be seen that afterwards, Carpenter never heard what Hill and Shaer were talking about.

How could Shaer, who is always proud, allow a mortal to hear her casual words.

However, Shaer just saw things that even Aislin found unbearable... If the Goddess of the Silvermoon herself appeared, she might immediately resort to violence.

Moreover, compared to Shaer, the Silvermoon Maiden would certainly find it more unbearable that the Power of the Silvermoon is controlled by the Dark Moon Core.

Even if Silvermoon is the one controlling the power, and Dark Moon only influences it secretly, it shouldn’t matter... but this makes her even more furious.

If Celene were truly enraged, even Shaer would slightly retreat... Hmm~ Whether Shaer truly couldn’t stand Aislin’s existence, or she didn’t want to stay near Celene anymore, is hard to say.

Even if the latter is true, Shaer certainly wouldn’t speak of it.

Thus, Hill merely had a fleeting thought and quickly suppressed it... An enraged Lady of the Night, he would not want to see at all.

He’s not William, willing to gladly endure those mountain-collapse, sea-crack whims.

However, now Hill finally had some spare thoughts to consider the topic Shaer recently brought up.

The Magic Book was gravely injured, he knew that.

But wasn’t it the avatar of the Murderous Vine that entered this world with him?

Yet Shaer couldn’t possibly be mistaken.

Hill touched the dark red vine hanging on his head... This fellow, did she split a part of her main consciousness and come along with him?

Even though vine creatures can achieve this, every split would cause significant damage... and might affect the part of the main body remaining at Teraxil.

So, while that main consciousness was present, it remained dormant.

Hill always trusted his plant companions; as long as they weren’t harmed, he would hardly explore what was happening within their bodies.

Hill sighed lightly.

It was all his fault.

The Murderous Vine must have been influenced by him, believing this was a truly life-threatening situation.

Therefore, she simply split part of her main consciousness to stay by his side.

The Murderous Vine has a terrifying trait... which is why this type of creature is incredibly difficult to grow, but once grown, even deities find it hard to deal with her... she can swap position with another avatar hidden elsewhere simply by sacrificing a part of her main consciousness.

Anyway, if she dies, those avatars would just vanish without becoming a second her, so even if she suffers heavy losses, the Murderous Vine willingly accepts it.

But, for the sake of saving someone’s life, even for her contracted friends, to sacrifice so greatly, such action by the Murderous Vine has never been seen before.

Hill quietly touched the Murderous Vine, which showed no reaction... Currently residing in this blood-red vine was still that avatar’s will.

Although she wasn’t without reaction, due to not being highly intelligent, capable of following only simple orders, this secondary vine wouldn’t generally react to Hill’s touch, nor perceive others mentioning him.

Hill brought her along merely to disguise himself with a murderous image, not to truly rely on her for much assistance.

Unexpectedly...

Even though Shaer provided a strong reason, Hill couldn’t use such a grand justification to comfort himself.

One mistake was enough.

Next time, no matter what happens, he mustn’t let passionate impulses cloud his judgment.

Clearly knowing that in a fantasy world, surviving until the end is what makes one a victor, why was he so moved this time?

Indeed, Teraxil is very important, but it’s precisely because of its importance that he should give himself more preparation time!

Hill gently closed his eyes: the experiences of Aesces and Toril still slightly smoked his heart.

He viewed himself too highly, too importantly.

Also, even a Creator like Aesces could only interact with him as a friend, and the terrifying existence of Toril’s Three Gods were kind to him, Hill couldn’t help but elevate his presence above his power despite warning himself it’s not for his own sake.

Thus, he resolutely bore the world-saving responsibility on his shoulders.

He is indeed the Hill of Teraxil, but, Teraxil itself still exists!

Why did he think without him, Teraxil would certainly perish?

After all, Teraxil stood as heaven and earth itself!

It’s just... merely a somewhat bloated Bisozeya, of greater power than Bixir, how could Teraxil not defeat it?

Smoothing away the emotional mist over his mind, Hill placed his fingers on his Magic Book, silently taking another step forward.

Yet, Hill helplessly pressed his forehead... The level-up was for his long-stalled Nature Warlock.