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Chapter 2519 - 2514: Ignition Point · Oct 14, 2026

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2501 Chapter 2499 - 2494: Fire Bat 2026-10-14
2502 Chapter 2500 - 2495: Moore’s Rapid Collapse 2026-10-14
2503 Chapter 2501 - 2496: Life and Death Mirror 2026-10-14
2504 Chapter 2502 - 2497: A Sea of Bull Heads 2026-10-14
2505 Chapter 2503 - 2498: Igniting the Storm 2026-10-14
2506 Chapter 2504 - 2499: Shadow of Death 2026-10-14
2507 Chapter 2505 - 2500: Pay-to-Win Player 2026-10-14
2508 Chapter 2506 - 2501: Dereliction of Duty 2026-10-14
2509 Chapter 2507 - 2502: True Face 2026-10-14
2510 Chapter 2508 - 2503: A Cuckoo in the Nest 2026-10-14
2511 Chapter 2509 - 2504: Accident Files 2026-10-14
2512 Chapter 2510 - 2505: Pride and Laurie 2026-10-14
2513 Chapter 2511 - 2506: Divine Oracle 2026-10-14
2514 Chapter 2512 - 2507: Enlightenment on the Spot 2026-10-14
2515 Chapter 2513 - 2508: Three Wings 2026-10-14
2516 Chapter 2514 - 2509: 22 Segmented Worm 2026-10-14
2517 Chapter 2515 - 2510: The Report with the Wrong Timestamp 2026-10-14
2518 Chapter 2516 - 2511: Land of the Living Dead Man 2026-10-14
2519 Chapter 2517 - 2512: Tower Guard 2026-10-14
2520 Chapter 2518 - 2513: Lighthouse 2026-10-14
2521 Chapter 2519 - 2514: Ignition Point 2026-10-14
2522 Chapter 2520 - 2515: The Doomsday Destroyer on the Lighthouse 2026-10-14
2523 Chapter 2521 - 2516: Late Arrival 2026-10-14
2524 Chapter 2522 - 2517: Seeking Truth at Dawn 2026-10-14
2525 Chapter 2523 - 2518: A Change of Perspective 2026-10-14
2526 Chapter 2524 - 2519: For Whom Does the Lighthouse Burn 2026-10-14
2527 Chapter 2525 - 2520: The Growing Club 2026-10-14
2528 Chapter 2526 - 2521: Suppression Techniques 2026-10-14
2529 Chapter 2527 - 2522: Each One’s Fate 2026-10-14
2530 Chapter 2528 - 2523: Killing Others Is No Better Than Killing Oneself 2026-10-14
2531 Chapter 2529 - 2524: Reenactment 2026-10-14
2532 Chapter 2530 - 2525: Shadows in the Inverted Lake 2026-10-14
2533 Chapter 2531 - 2526: Fulfilling One’s Duty 2026-10-14
2534 Chapter 2532 - 2527: Blood Face 2026-10-14
2535 Chapter 2533 - 2528: The Survival Instinct of a Superior Being 2026-10-14
2536 Chapter 2534 - 2529: Unforgivable Crime 2026-10-14
2537 Chapter 2535 - 2530: Judgment Chief 2026-10-14
2538 Chapter 2536 - 2531: Law Decree Reconciliation 2026-10-14
2539 Chapter 2537 - 2532: The Unyielding Breaks Easily 2026-10-14
2540 Chapter 2538 - 2533: A Thousand Fits in an Instant 2026-10-14
2541 Chapter 2539 - 2534: Classic Request 2026-10-14
2542 Chapter 2540 - 2535: Classroom Patrol 2026-10-14
2543 Chapter 2541 - 2536: Triple Loss 2026-10-14
2544 Chapter 2542 - 2537: Mental Computation 2026-10-14
2545 Chapter 2543 - 2538: Matrix 2026-10-14
2546 Chapter 2544 - 2539: A Shared Melody 2026-10-14
2547 Chapter 2545 - 2540: Academic Integrity 2026-10-14
2548 Chapter 2546 - 2541: Fallen Persona 2026-10-14
2549 Chapter 2547 - 2542: I Come from Moore 2026-10-14
2550 Chapter 2548 - 2543: The Invisible Lighthouse 2026-10-14

Chapter 2519: Chapter 2514: Ignition Point

”I hadn’t planned on letting anyone see this scene, but you’ve found yourself a very decent helper.”

Yes—former dean of the Benevolence Institute, former backbone of the Native Council, forerunner on the Miracle Road: Lady Nepheli.

And even after clearly recognizing who Fu Qian was, even with such a dangerous figure stepping up behind her, she didn’t so much as turn her head—just tossed off a casual sigh.

Besides, her outfit was no longer the familiar one; the fitted white shirt had been replaced with solid black.

Whether in severity or splendor, it was on an entirely different level, even bearing dark patterns reminiscent of star charts, plainly some kind of overly classical Scholar’s formalwear.

And like the brown hair beneath her wide-brimmed hat, it remained utterly untouched even while bathed in the blinding flames.

”I just felt how much he loved his work.”

With only the final few minutes of the countdown left, facing the ultimate harvest of this long pursuit, Fu Qian still didn’t hurry; he gave the Tower Guard’s performance a high evaluation.

It was the truth. The whole preceding process might not have looked all that intense, but once Lady Nepheli’s true body was revealed, the weight behind the label ”cunning rat” became absurdly high.

Perhaps the layered spaces behind the door were part of this place’s basic attributes, but how could someone so adept at hiding her tracks possibly not make use of that to conceal herself?

There was even reason to suspect that some Miracle had all along been sheltering this Lighthouse truly set ablaze, so that it would never be found no matter what.

Which meant that the Tower Guard’s final, seemingly abstract actions had forcibly broken a Protective Array laid down by a Second Phase—”very good” was a well-deserved verdict.

It was not only a victory for kindness toward others, but also a victory for trusting professionals.

”He really is a special character. I just didn’t expect you not to puncture him... Is that a terrifying Intuition, or have you learned to be respectful?”

Nepheli finally turned her head, gaze fixing on Fu Qian from under the brim of her hat; she even made a slight inviting gesture.

Though this highest point of the Moore was bare and slick everywhere, not even a seat to be found.

”I’ve learned to respect other people’s delusions.”

Fu Qian didn’t mind such details; he simply sat down on the ground, adding a slight correction to her phrasing.

”...You still think my ideas are delusions?”

Such a simple line nevertheless left Lady Nepheli silent for a long time. Only when she turned away again and wrapped her arms around her knees did she let out a long sigh.

...

The situation was already obvious: the source of the flames that had plagued this Prison of the Dead for so long had been found—it was the person in front of him.

Even that one question which had never been fully answered now had its final piece slotted in.

Namely, why was it that he, lacking Extraordinary Perception, had found this place so easily? Hadn’t it come a bit too easy?

Relying on Selana’s guidance alone was still too thin an explanation; it didn’t seem enough to let him break through that illiterate barrier.

Now there was another reason: because there had been an ”illiterate” component here from the start—the Fire of Madness.

Nepheli had once asked him for a wisp of flame; now it seemed it might have been one of the kindling sparks that ignited this Domain of the Dead.

Perhaps it had been layered over with disguises and concealment, perhaps steeped in death’s saturation until it was utterly unrecognizable.

But once it had permeated the entire Storm Moore, the essential link between the flames and himself had finally helped him cross the barrier and discover the traces Selana left behind.

That’s the thing: the Demon hides in the details; the question he’d raised earlier had never been pointless.

In that moment, Fu Qian was thoroughly satisfied with how his chain of inferences along the way had been confirmed.

If he extended that line of thought, didn’t it mean that as long as he used the Fire of Madness to set the whole world alight, it wouldn’t matter whether his perception ever came back?

Not only that, he pushed on to an even wilder hypothesis.

It was perhaps a bit too wild; testing it would be troublesome.

Besides, Nepheli’s identity was clearly far from being just a Lighthouse Arsonist.

Her description of the Tower Guard alone showed that she still perceived quite a lot of what went on here, and her level of understanding ran deep.

For instance, the phrase ”puncture him” definitely didn’t mean telling that man the truth—that he was the one who was truly dead, while everyone else was normal, separated only by life and death and so on.

If he truly believed he wasn’t dead, why would he need the Tower Guard identity so badly to anchor his sense of self?

Paranoia is so often rooted in guilt; the greatest pain of self-deception lies in knowing, always, that you are deceiving yourself.

And once it’s punctured, that paranoia tends to collapse into utter ruin.

This, too, should be why Nepheli, knowing about such a figure long ago, still hadn’t resorted to drastic measures.

A guide that fragile, that brittle at a touch, had a very low probability of successfully being put to use.

It was just a pity he hadn’t done as she suggested, choosing instead ”tolerance and encouragement.”

”Dead Men like him, the clear-headed ones, are bound too deeply to this place. If you really take them out, the commotion is too big, so I thought it over and decided to leave him there.”

Receiving no response, Nepheli spoke again, explaining why she’d clung to that bit of wishful thinking.

”Wise Dead.”

Fu Qian supplied a term.

”...That really is a good description, for people like them.”

No wonder she’d once been an elite of the Academy; for such an academically flavored designation, Nepheli expressed immediate approval.

”Not them. This place.”

But Fu Qian shook his head and pointed at the ground beneath their feet.

...

If the Storm Moore could be alive, then calling it a Dead Man wasn’t all that much of a stretch, was it?

”So you knew... Of course you did, otherwise it wouldn’t have been so easy to find this place so quickly.

”Miracle Creatures—looks like you and the Benevolence Institute really have been doing quite a bit of exchange.”

Nepheli even helped him confirm it, letting out another sigh.

”Naturally. Under the cross-department collaboration I helped push through, Professor Ah Kai has even officially become a newly promoted High Tier of the Benevolence Institute.”

Professor Fu let out a proud laugh at this, unabashedly showcasing his recent string of achievements.

”Really? That is rather good...”

Though it was ”just” a Demigod, it seemed to touch Nepheli somewhat; she even took her hands off her knees, sitting a bit more upright.

”Of course it’s true. Heaven’s Commencement Institute and the Benevolence Institute jointly built a Melia project.”

Meeting Nepheli’s gaze, Fu Qian casually dropped a name wrapped in all manner of secrets.

”Ha... Snow Tree...”

She froze for a moment at that, her tone half sigh, half lament.

”The storm’s about to end. You don’t have much time; if you’re going to do anything, you’d better hurry.”

But for that name tied so closely to her nineteen-year-old Doomsday, Nepheli didn’t say more; she simply shifted the topic to remind Fu Qian.

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