Ivan looked at him and suddenly said, "So it was you—the black hand behind the scenes. When I fought other powerful enemies, you used magic to seal the exits and stop me from escaping. You used the little boat to ferry me near those beings you wanted dead, guided me to find them, and told me this and that so I would seek revenge. That was all you, wasn't it?" The last part within her also returned to Ivan's body, restored to its rightful owner. "You chose the most mistaken path, Knight." "But now there are a few more variables, Knight. With the power inside you, perhaps you can endure this annihilation, cross the cycle of the ages, and live into the next Age of Light." After Ivan's attack was blocked, the ferryman rose from the little boat and picked up his oar. The ferryman grinned at Ivan. "Destroy the world and live alone, or sacrifice yourself to preserve the world—which do you choose?" Hearing this, Ivan looked in every direction. Sure enough, at the very edge of his sight, he could already see the boundaries of the City of Light. That should have been impossible when the Heavenly Palace had collapsed. Ivan swung his sword at the Sacred Tree again. A crescent-shaped slash of flame flew from the blade and struck the Sacred Tree's trunk. Such a massive tree could not be felled by a casual blow, but Ivan's strike still left a wound in its trunk. Flames clung to the bark, burning without end. "Your purpose?" He swiftly came to understand. "Me? I am merely an apostle of reincarnation." "What do I want? A ship like yours, one that can sail upon annihilation." The ferryman stood in the little boat and said to Ivan, "The only true god
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