Passing the Flame? Passing the Flame!

Qin Xin is experiencing something similar.

Enveloped in darkness, for the sake of the light in his heart and for the light of the future, he resolutely jumped into that white light.

[War] With Divine Authority in his hands, he had far fewer concerns than Cheng Shi and Hong Lin. In his view, the only beings who could kill him in the True Universe now, besides the unmentionable Creator, were the gods of other worlds.

If this was the work of the Creator, then jumping or not jumping made no difference. But if this wasn't a "trap" set by the Creator, no matter who was behind it, Qin Xin felt he had the strength to fight back, and at least his death wouldn't be so gruesome.

If he had to die, he could only accept dying on the path of Passing the Flame, rather than rotting in the "closet".

That's why he jumped decisively.

He thought that after the white light, there would be another battlefield that belonged to him. When he woke up, what appeared in front of him was indeed a battlefield that belonged to Qin Xin.

What he never expected was that this battlefield did not belong to him, and this Qin Xin... was not him either!

He seemed to have transformed into a cloud in the sky, and beneath that cloud, a gaunt player stood atop a mountain of corpses, using his thin arms and bloodied fingers to pull the worn-out longbow, firing arrow after arrow, pinning the last few weapons in front of him to the foot of the mountain of corpses.

The player's teammates are all dead, leaving him alone. Fortunately, there are very few enemies left, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hold on.

At this time, the Civilization Era was drawing to a close, and the unbearable chaos within the Tower of Reason had already begun to spread unchecked. The underground counterattack was imminent. The Scholar of the Southern Cities Alliance were unwilling to tolerate the devastation of the southern lands by the traitorous Scholar and their abandonment of their Faith to establish the [War] Kingdom. Therefore, taking advantage of the weakening control of the Scholarly Council, they gathered their forces and launched a retaliatory offensive against the [War] Kingdom.

They attempted to reclaim the resources that once belonged to them from this turbulent and war-torn land, and also wanted to spread the chaos underground to lands that did not belong to the Tower of Reason.

The current battlefield is a defensive battle on the southeastern flank of the [War] Kingdom.

Qin Xin remembers this battle very clearly.

Players arrive on the battlefield as special envoys from Wolberri to assist in the defense of the southeast, but little do they know that the commander of this battle has already been infiltrated by the [Chaos] Believer and has changed identities.

Halfway through the war, the Royal Guard defected, leading the central army in a counter-offensive that broke through the entire defensive line and rushed towards the distant Wolberri.

The Twilight Church actually intends to take advantage of the situation and directly seize the capital of the [War] Nation!

History tells players that the Twilight Church was unsuccessful at this point, but it doesn't tell them how disastrously the defense on the southeastern front was defeated.

With the central army betraying them, the left army fleeing, and the right army annihilated, the six players became the only survivors on the front lines of the war.

The cruelty that followed is unimaginable.

Faced with an overwhelming enemy force, the six players trembled with fear.

If the Southern Scholars' Allied Forces hadn't been completely distracted by the Twilight Church and followed them to Wolberri, none of the players in this Trials would have survived the battlefield.

Qin Xin had held on until the very last moment, lay on his back atop the mountain of corpses, barely breathing. He was utterly exhausted. Fighting for two days and two nights without sleep had far exceeded his physical limits. He was still alive only because of his willpower.

But this is not the will to survive, but the will to seek another kind of new life!

He came to this Trials to find a suit of heavy armor, a suit of heavy armor belonging to the [War] behemoth.

He had seen descriptions of that heavy armor in the records of the [War] Kingdom, which said that it was not only a piece of armor with super strong defense, but also a Vessel for a soul. It could hold a broken soul and allow it to rejoin the battlefield in a new form.

This is the latest research on the power of [War] by the defector Scholar, but unfortunately, before the research could be announced as successful, the Tower of Reason attacked.

The frail Qin Xin desperately wanted this thing. He knew there was a fire burning within him that he wanted to pass on, but his body couldn't support him going that far. So he came up with this idea.

As a dream -Dream-Peeking Ranger with considerable knowledge of dreams, Qin Xin wants to create a grand dream of his own, and this heavy armor is the foundation for his dream-making.

Having recovered atop the mountain of corpses, Qin Xin, leaning on his longbow, began searching through the sea of blood and carnage for what he sought.

He didn't have much time left in the Trials, only half a day, but even as the sun set and the Trials was about to end, he still couldn't find the heavy armor on the battlefield.

At that moment, as the last rays of light faded into the blood-red horizon, he collapsed to the ground, the fire in his eyes about to go out.

Qin Xin, who witnessed this scene, was filled with shock.

At first, he thought it was his memory, but as he looked, he realized it wasn't. In his memory, the heavy armor should have been where the frail Qin Xin was lying, but Qin Xin on the battlefield still hadn't found it.

Why?

Did Qin Xin fail in this world? Was the possibility of Passing the Flame lost from the very beginning!?

No, that won't do!

Seeing the Spark Will Die and being powerless to stop it is undoubtedly the greatest fear that all those Fire Keeper must face.

Perhaps Qin Xin had never felt such fear when facing the gods, when he learned of the [Origin], or when he stepped into the True Universe!

He seemed to see his helpless self, his past self, and his future self. He knew that if he ignored everything in the present, the fire in his heart would be difficult to pass on.

Since both are about Passing the Flame and spreading hope, why limit ourselves to one world?

In the past, I struggled to protect the beautiful things in everyone's hearts, enduring hardship and bearing heavy burdens, simply because Mortals are as Yun Ni as gods, and any slight disturbance could extinguish that fragile flame.

Now that I have inherited the Divine Authority [War], I am fully capable of providing a safe haven for the Fire Keeper. If that is the case, shouldn't I, while I still have the strength, also add a piece of firewood to the flickering flames of other worlds?

What constitutes a salary?

Born to earn a living!

So Qin Xin moved. He activated his Divine Authority and resonated with the power of [War] on the battlefield beneath his feet. Even though his body was a cloud, he used his Divine Power to transform into a large hand and took off the heavy armor on his body, gently placing it beside the frail Qin Xin.

This was the anchor of his soul, the very foundation of his being; without the heavy armor, he might very well vanish into nothingness...

But!

Before his death, the frail Qin Xin from the original world found another soul to occupy: the "Startled Bow," which was also a vessel for nurturing the soul and was sufficient to carry his soul, becoming a substitute for that heavy armor.

Therefore, rather than saying that the heavily armored Qin Xin conveyed hope to the frail Qin Xin in Another World, it would be more accurate to say that the frail Qin Xin brought a "new life" to his counterpart in that Another World.

Qin Xin fell into a deep sleep on the battlefield. The light of the Trials's end emanated from him and the heavy armor beside him. He watched hope sail into the distance, while the clouds in the sky quietly drifted away into the night.

The beauty of this world will no longer fear the eternal night, for the fire of hope will soon be lit in the darkness.