The Cost

The reason he called it "that thing" was because even Russell himself did not know its condition or how it had been stored.

Thanks to Yekaterina's excellent preservation and sealing, aside from knowing that it was dangerously hazardous, Russell had no clue about any further information.

Besides, it was practically his natural enemy. He had no interest whatsoever in learning about it or getting anywhere near it.

Even with the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage's most shameless Legion and most versatile abilities, the Twilight Spectrum still had a weakness—the Ascender themself.

The miracles originating from the Norse Gods were simply too violent and immense, causing tremendous effects on the Ascenders themselves and shifts in their personalities and consciousness.

Simply put, the higher one climbed, the more one became like the Norse Gods...

For an Old Turtle like Russell, it did not matter whether people found him annoying or not. No one could kill him anyway. But the Path of Change was different, especially that thing. Its influence and interference with the soul were something even Russell might not be able to withstand.

He wished he could stay as far away from that thing as possible.

Why would he possibly go asking about it?

"Don't assume everyone is like you, Russell."

Yekaterina shook her head unhappily. "Children always think they are omnipotent, so they constantly bring suffering upon themselves. But sometimes, the pain they encounter is far greater than they imagined."

Russell was stunned for a long while, then stared at her in disbelief.

"...Don't tell me she actually dared to look up during the advancement ritual. You didn't make the consequences clear to her?"

"When there is a red button in front of someone, no matter how severely you explain the consequences, some naughty children will always be unable to resist being