As he left the temple entrance and headed for the platform on the northwestern side of the summit, many thoughts ran through Shade's mind.
This enemy was more dangerous than any he had faced before—excluding evil gods. Once it slipped out of control, the scenes he had witnessed in the Doomsday Era of the Past might immediately appear in the Sixth Epoch of the present.
The Outlander had worked for this world for so long. He would never allow that snake to destroy everything he had always protected. The snake's proposed deal was indeed tempting, and the Outlander knew that he would have to pay a price sooner or later, but at least not now.
So at this moment, he would not dwell on that snake's words. The most important thing was to finish the remaining three acts as quickly as possible, then lead people in an assault on Fatumonst Snow Mountain Peak.
Outlander, I am with you.
"She" spoke softly, but this time, Shade unusually gave no response.
After leaving the temple entrance, Shade arrived at Saint's Precipice once again. This time, without any hesitation, he leaped forward and plunged straight down from the cliff's edge.
Gravity pulled his body back toward the earth. After passing through the white wall of mist beneath the cliff, he officially concluded this trip to the mountaintop. Yet even when Sivie, who had spotted him falling, caught him and held him in her arms, Shade gained nothing from the fall.
"Are the conditions insufficient, or is the timing wrong? Do I still have to wait until night?"
It seemed obtaining the High-Ring Words of Sublimation would not be so simple. Sivie, holding Shade in her arms, asked with some concern:
"Something is wrong with your expression."
"I ran into some difficulties, but I