In the dim Core Laboratory, the magic lights swayed slightly, reflecting faces full of struggle and doubt. Although the promise Ian just made sounds as tempting as Heaven, the old fritters who have worked hard in a place like Samsara Hall have long been accustomed to doubting everything.
"Sir, you just asserted that our 'Main God Space' is in a weak state and has a weak background... Please forgive me, what substantive evidence do you have for this judgment that is related to our lives?" Tobias took a deep breath and looked directly at Ian.
Although he was already inclined to accept this task, he had to make sure that he was not paying for a wrong judgment. After all, if that Main God was really so powerful that it was invincible, their betrayal would be tantamount to seeking death.
Ian leaned elegantly on the command chair, tapped the armrest with his fingertips, and chuckled, "Caution is a good habit, Tobias. In my magic Warpath, countless existences much more powerful than you have turned into fly ash due to lack of caution."
He sat up slightly and his tone became serious. "First of all, you must understand the core underlying logic of the operation of Main God. The so-called 'Main God' essentially maintains its existence by stealing the timelines of different universes. They use you as chess pieces to interfere with the original plot trend and rewrite the fate of the world, thereby secretly devouring the universe's 'Source Force'."
Seeing everyone's frowned brows, Ian continued to explain, "I noticed that there is a saying among you Reincarnators that Main God is robbing 'luck' or 'karma.' This is not wrong, but it is too superficial. Luck is just a surface, and the stripped World Origin is their real meal. And before I came to this plane, I had already detected hundreds of similar stolen timelines in that broken Void. The strength of the Void barrier around each plane is different, but the shield of your timeline seems to me to be so thin that it can even be said to be full of loopholes. I tore open its shell forcefully with almost no effort."
Tobias still frowned and retorted, "Just based on the strength of the shield? Sir, this may not fully explain the problem. Is there a possibility that Main God is in some kind of deep dormancy, or was severely damaged in a previous war with beings of the same level, so he cannot fully maintain the defense here?"
"A very insightful speculation, but you ignored the last two points." Ian stretched out his second finger, "If the person standing behind you is a supreme Main God in his heyday, then when I step on The first second it enters this starry sky, its regular killing move will come across dimensions. A true predator will never allow a 'variable' like me with Eighth Tier combat power to run so rampant in its pasture. And now, we have been talking here for so long, but it can only rush you through a few lame tasks. Isn't this worth pondering?"
Ian's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart. He went on to say, "The most critical point is the restriction deep in your soul. As a Arcanist who has been immersed in Soul Dimension for hundreds of years E, I know very well that the slavery contract planted by a top civilization should be located at the fourth level of the soul-that is, Law-Truth Layer. That is an absolute restricted area that even I cannot easily detect and touch. However, those Origin Runess in your body are only imprinted on the third level. This not only means that Main God has limited control over Law of Soul, but also means that at his current level, he will be hovering on the edge of the Twelfth Tier position and has not yet completed the true ultimate Transcendence."
Ian's gaze suddenly became extremely deep, and Blink's eyes shone with a cold light of wisdom. "Actually, by deconstructing Hernandez's soul fragments, I have locked a highly suspicious target. Your Main God's Divine Artifact is most likely in the hands of one person."
"Who?!" Michelle couldn't help but scream. Did the source that had imprisoned her for countless days and nights and made her tremble in fear really have a name?
"Purple-Robed Daoist." Ian said the name word by word.
The air in the laboratory froze instantly, as if there was an invisible terrifying pressure coming quietly with the appearance of this name. The faces of Sasha and Tobias turned pale as paper in an instant, and their eyes were filled with the fear and disbelief that came from the depths of their souls.
"How could it be him?!" Tobias's voice was trembling violently. "He is Samsara Hall's recognized strongest man and the leader of all senior Reincarnators. He even single-handedly ended the world war that almost wiped out Samsara Hall's army..."
"It is precisely because he is too strong, so strong that it is unreasonable, that he is the most suspicious." Ian sneered, and he built a grand Omniverse model in Sea of Consciousness. "According to my deduction model, the truth is most likely like this: among the countless parallel earths of Omniverse, there is an extremely ordinary young man who by chance picked up a damaged or even dying Main God Core in a Void crack. He completed the preliminary Fusion under the inducement of that Divine Artifact, and found that this thing needed a massive amount of World Origin to repair itself. So, he began to recruit so-called 'Reincarnators' on a large scale, sending you to various planes to act as worker bees to plunder resources for him."
Ian's voice echoed in the room, with a convincing sense of logic. "In this process, as the 'host' of Divine Artifact, he has the highest security authority and resource tilt that you can't even imagine. This also explains why his growth rate is so weird. In the initial stage, due to Divine Artifact being severely damaged, his control could only cover the first three layers of the soul. He is waiting for the day when he breaks through to the Twelfth Tier level, by which time he will be completely Fusion Main God Core, completely take over all Authority. And when that day comes, you worker bees will be completely reduced to 'pure consumables'."
Except for Kingsley, everyone's expressions were so gloomy that they were about to drip with water. As an individual living in modern civilization and pursuing the value of Self, no one could accept that they were just cannon fodder for a certain upstart.
"It's like this..." Tobias smiled hysterically, "Everything is right. That Purple-Robed Daoist always gets the most difficult tasks, and always achieves those 'perfect evaluations' that I have never heard of. It turns out that he is simply playing a single-player game with a backdoor! Anyone who gets close to him can easily obtain Samsara Points, because what he holds in his hand is basically the financial statement of this machine!"
"Even, according to big data analysis, Reincarnators from the China bloodline among the Samsara Hall not only has the largest base, but its average survival rate and combat performance are also 27.8% higher than other races." Kingsley added calmly, that cold data added the final blow to this absurd scam.
"Damn it, I want to kill him with my own hands." Sasha said through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with the violent anger after being played.
"Do you have what it takes?" Set replied lukewarmly from the side. Sasha glared at him fiercely, but couldn't find a reason to refute.
At this moment, Ian's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly looked up at the end of Void, with a murderous sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Look, this is another evidence. Just after I said his True Name, there is an extremely secret causal peek that transcends the barriers of endless dimensions and is trying to lock this laboratory."
Everyone's hearts tightened. Ian had already taken complete defensive measures before revealing the secret. He instantly activated the top-level shielding spell that once saved Hernandez. A layer of enchantment with lavender arcane light completely separated the entire manor from the real world, blocking out the malicious sight from higher dimensions.
"Are we... exposed?" Tobias asked in a low voice, with fine cold sweat covering his forehead.
"He will be suspicious of the situation here, but I have already made arrangements." Ian responded calmly, "I will kidnap some of the other Reincarnators on this planet and erase some of their key memories. Release it. In this way, all unreasonable things will be attributed to 'a sudden attack by a powerful alien mage', and you will not be suspected. As long as you show enough 'incompetence', he will continue to use you as useful pawns."
Seeing the group of Reincarnators who had been forced to a dead end, Ian threw out the bait he had prepared for a long time. He waved his hand, and five spindle-shaped crystals that exuded magnificent brilliance and were only as big as a fingernail appeared in front of everyone.
"This is a Empire arcane artifact of the highest standard. I will hide them in the fourth layer of your Soul Dimension - since that is the blind spot of Purple-Robed Daoist's perception, it will become your most solid firewall. Its primary function is to accurately record the time and space coordinates of every world you experience for me. But as a deal, I also provide you with all-round protection. It is immune to Main God level consciousness invasion, memory search and any form of deep hypnosis. Even in In the most extreme case, if Purple-Robed Daoist activates the self-destruction program, this magical object will desperately save a trace of your original soul and take it to escape to the designated safe universe. At that time, I will personally welcome you back to the Empire."
This combination of punches completely shattered the last psychological defense of Tobias and the others. This approach of providing both a way out and insurance made them feel for the first time how safe they felt standing next to a truly civilized Overlord.
"But before you leave, there are a few taboos that you must keep firmly in mind." Ian's tone became more severe than ever.
"First, I cannot guarantee that this magic weapon can react 100% immediately in the opponent's home environment - that is, the 'Samsara Hall'. After all, that is his absolute domain, and any accident may happen. You must remain alert at all times and do not actively provoke his rules."
"Second, this is also the most critical point: you must use a magic weapon to record for me the underlying coordinates of the 'earth' to which you originally belonged."
When Michelle and Sasha heard this, a trace of struggle flashed in their eyes. It was their only home and the last piece of Pure Land in their hearts.
"I know what you are worried about. But you must understand that there are so many 'earths' in Omniverse, they are as countless as the gravel on the beach. If you really want to get rid of this ghost place completely in the future and return to your real hometown to enjoy the rest of your life without coordinates, even if I have the power of heaven, I will not be able to find you in the vast Void. So, you have no choice."
Everyone looked at each other and finally sighed helplessly.
"Third, regarding contact. You can only send me distress or intelligence information through this magic weapon when you are performing missions in other planes. Listen, no matter what happens, never contact me inside Main God Space. Even, for the sake of absolute safety, when you are released back to your home earth, any form of contact is strictly prohibited. I deduced the 'Purple-Robed Daoist psychological model' I established. Since he is most likely to come from a certain planet If someone goes out from the earth, then things like 'filial piety' and 'nostalgia' must be deep in his Life Code. He is most likely monitoring the planet he belongs to day and night. It is the highest level communication restricted area, do you understand?"
Everyone nodded solemnly. This kind of rigorous planning that was calculated to the core made their awe of Ian even deeper.
"Finally, let me give you a warning. The growth rate of that Purple-Robed Daoist is astonishing. According to my calculations, the time for him to completely control Divine Artifact and complete the implantation of the fourth layer of soul seal is not far away. This also means that the time window for you to complete the mission and gain freedom is actually very narrow. If you cannot help me get the core information before he reaches the Twelfth Tier position and completely completes the 'Logic Anchor', then the only thing waiting for you is the fate of being completely digested by him."
Ian stood up, and the originally suppressed atmosphere in the laboratory seemed to boil instantly because of his standing up.
"Now, get ready. This grand hunt about the soul, Main God and the coordinates of the world has officially begun. Be his good chess piece and act out your despair. I am on the throne of the Empire, looking forward to you bringing back the news of victory."
With a wave of Ian, a portal to the real world suddenly opened. Tobias, Sasha, Michelle, Set, and Kingsley, which always kept data running, stepped into the light one after another.
Their backs looked a bit tragic at that moment, but also revealed an unprecedented tenacity. Because they knew that from this second on, they were no longer lambs to be slaughtered at the feet of Main God, but the sharpest and most concealed arrows shot by the Arcane Empire towards the world - wall-breaking arrows.
Dead silence returned to the laboratory, and Ian stared at the empty room, with the stars reflecting in his eyes.
"Purple-Robed Daoist... I hope it can be an interesting opponent." Ian whispered to himself, and his voice disappeared among Void.