I've Accepted Your Passion

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The Ice Storm drove straight in, flattening the distance of one or two thousand meters in an instant.

The all-out combined strike of two Second-Rank Wizard Apprentices caught up behind Bill in the blink of an eye!

Lie Qi and Eleanor were still fairly confident in this combined spell.

The two had known each other since entering the Academy and had worked together for years.

Not to mention, Lie Qi had later changed his surname to the same one as Eleanor's: Incalos.

This combined spell could definitely produce an effect greater than one plus one.

Even a veteran Second-Rank Apprentice would not dare take this move head-on!

The meat-grinder-like Ice Storm had already closed in on Bill's back, bringing wave after wave of bone-deep chill.

"Hm? That's it?"

Bill only turned back calmly, then continued pursuing the sea ship with all his might, along with Ahab on board.

"Hiss, hiss—"

In Lie Qi and Eleanor's hands, the Ice Storm had always been unstoppable, but this time it hit a wall.

The storm had only just approached when it ended up melting away like ice and snow, completely evaporated by the scorching heat around Bill.

"Huh?"

Lie Qi and Eleanor widened their eyes again in perfect sync.

What the hell? This was really hell!

What exactly had Bill drunk? This was definitely not something permitted by the Academy!

If there was a potion that a Third-Rank Apprentice could drink and then directly withstand two Second-Rank Apprentices—

Then that potion would have become famous long ago and sold out everywhere.

But at a time like this, Lie Qi and Eleanor had no mind to care what kind of potion it was.

It was over. Completely over.

Driving the Fire Tornado, Bill had already closed to less than ten meters from the sea ship.

They could already foresee it—

In the next second, Ahab Gul, along with that sea ship, would be completely torn apart and melted by the Fire Tornado.

"A-hab-Gul!"

"I've waited so long, and finally, this day has come!"

Bill was hysterical.

Ahab's expression, however, was calm and unruffled.

Imitating Bill's tone from just now, he replied:

"That's it?"

Since transmigrating, this was not Ahab's first battle.

On the Ferry Ship, he had poisoned his classmates to death; in the fight for team leader, he had crippled Bill;

For materials, he had worn down Vivian through the night; for research, he had tricked and scammed an old apprentice;

There was even the most recent time, when he had successfully seized Vivian's Authority of The Void.

In every battle of the past, Ahab had won through nothing but cunning, treachery, and shamelessness.

And not once had Ahab achieved a flawless victory.

He had poisoned his classmates to death, but he himself had been poisoned a second time and passed out for an entire night.

He had crippled Bill, but he himself had bitten through his tongue and needed it stitched twice.

He had worn Vivian down for three days and four nights, but he himself had also gone three days and four nights without sleep.

He had scammed materials from a Second-Rank Apprentice, but he had once again bitten through the tip of his tongue, and the wound had become increasingly difficult to heal.

He had even seized Vivian's Authority by playing dead, only to be electrocuted by Vivian until he was charred outside and tender inside, his hairline in danger...

To put it bluntly, if not for his weak strength and insufficient aptitude, who would be willing to win by risking their life and throwing away their dignity?

But today.

All his persistence along the way had finally borne fruit today.

This would be his first flawless victory since transmigrating.

As he spoke, Ahab raised his right hand, and three icicles seventy to eighty centimeters long floated beside him.

Bill could no longer hold back his laughter.

"Pff—hahahaha... Ahab, oh Ahab, you're planning to rely on that to stop my Fire Tornado?"

"Don't make your Grandpa Bill laugh!"

The curve of Ahab's lips remained as steady as ever, as if he had grown used to life and death, to autumn moons and spring winds.

"I'll take that hot-blooded spirit of yours."

As he spoke, Ahab lightly blinked his left eye and gave a wink.

This was really not the time to act cute, hey!

No, wait.

As Ahab's left eye closed and opened again, his originally black pupil turned a clear silver-white.

The sea, which had been seething with heat and fire, seemed to fall silent in that instant.

Between heaven and earth, only the garbled sentence coming from Ahab's mouth remained.

It was a sentence no one understood.

It was the Ancient God Language unique to ancient gods, a language also mastered by Ahab, this transmigrator:

"Knowing thou wouldst enact this scheme, I have long awaited it—"

Void Cultist, elementary Authority—

See Through!

"This is impossible! How is this possible? There is absolutely no way this is possible!"

Bill saw Ahab's silver pupil and heard those familiar words.

His mind suddenly returned to that night.

That night, Bill had learned from Tolia:

During the day, Ahab, Tolia, and a Third-Rank Apprentice named Vivian had gone to meet a Second-Rank Apprentice.

That Second-Rank Apprentice had been truly formidable. He raised a Defensive Sorcery, and no matter how the three of them attacked, they could not break it.

That very night, Bill decided to go meet that Second-Rank Apprentice, hoping to learn that Defensive Sorcery.

Then he saw a scene that left him psychologically scarred.

Vivian, who was clearly only a Third-Rank Apprentice and still had her left arm wrapped in bandages;

After her left eye turned silver-white and she muttered a few garbled words—

She had killed the Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice with effortless ease!

She had killed the very Second-Rank Apprentice whose defense the three of them had failed to break during the day, even by working together!

And now, Ahab's left eye, the garbled words coming from his mouth...

Why were they so similar to that night?

But Bill no longer had time to think.

As Ahab activated his Authority, the great power of the void descended from the sky.

The Fire Tornado that had been looking down on the world not long ago instantly changed.

In the blink of an eye, it became a half-transparent phantom!

The half-transparent Fire Tornado passed straight through the sea ship without causing any effect.

How could a sorcery that had been turned incorporeal still affect objects in reality?

At the same time—

Bill, who had lost the Fire Tornado holding him aloft, fell straight down from where he was.

Bill fell with such helplessness, the bitterness at the corners of his mouth so bleak.

Because Ahab Gul, at the instant he used "See Through,"

Had already predicted where Bill would land and triggered the three razor-sharp icicles, each seventy to eighty centimeters long, that he had prepared long ago!

"Pffft, pffft, pffft..."

All three icicles hit their target.

Two pierced through Bill's arms, and the last icicle struck with perfect accuracy—

Piercing straight through Bill's throat!

"Cough, cough, cough cough..."

Blood from his carotid artery sprayed everywhere, but when it fell into the sea, it could not even raise a splash.

He had often heard people say that those whose throats were cut were actually choked to death by their own blood—

Now Bill believed it.

"Why? On what grounds? What the hell is the reason—"

"Fuck you, God!"

Powerless, Bill faced the sky and used the last of his strength to let out his unwilling, venomous resentment:

"If Bill had to be born, why did Gul have to be born too!"

"Since I, Bill, had already been born, why did Ahab Gul have to be born too!"

Bill sank into the sea and returned to his homeland.

In Ahab's Spirit Vision state, a wisp of black energy flew out of Bill's corpse.

The black energy spun several times in midair, turned into faith power, and merged into Ahab's body.

Bill had a full 48 points of sin on him.

The rule of The Void was that judging one point of sin earned one point of faith.

Earlier, judging the big vampire had earned him 4 points.

And just now, using See Through once had consumed 1 point, while 48 points had come in.

In that instant, the faith power Ahab held surged to a full 51 points!

"Hey, Junior Ahab, Junior Ahab!"

On the dozens-of-meters-tall earthen pillar in the center of the island, "Big Smart" Daliyuan still had not understood what exactly was going on.

Daliyuan was clever, and his voice was loud. He simply raised his voice and shouted:

"Junior Ahab, we haven't gotten on the ship yet! Come back and pick us up!"

"Are you being held hostage? Say something already!"

Ahab stood on the lookout pole, the early spring sea breeze blowing over him, and his lips moved slightly.

Quite obediently, he said something according to "Big Smart" Daliyuan's request—

"Waibi babu, waibi waibi."