Ash as Hostage

"Which one of you is staying behind?"

Ash pulled his teammates aside, his tone so casual it was as if he were asking who would stay behind to watch the luggage while the others went to the bathroom.

Diya had tried to speak several times just now, but Sonia and Vesir had both shut her down.

Everyone knew what she wanted to say, because they were all thinking the same thing—run!

The vision the nightmare had offered really was beautiful: both a divine spirit and heaven in one harvest, as if it could let a few Saint Domain Artificers like them ascend to the heavens in a single step. But once they calmed down even a little, they could all realize one problem—could they keep this stroke of fortune?

Back then, the Dream Alliance Angel had wanted to create the Dream Alliance Divine Spirit, take charge of Dream Heaven, and become a new-generation Divine Lord, only to get beaten until the crap was knocked out of him.

Not only had the Dream Heaven he had cherished and protected been damaged, it had also passed through thirteen owners. And even when he set up his inheritance, he had to hide it in some rat hole in Dream Heaven, terrified that Gospel Country's new master would find it.

If they really obtained a complete Dream Heaven, then with just the four of them, four Saint Domain Artificers, could they truly withstand the covetous eyes of Divine Lords, the jealousy of Demigods, and the siege of countless Artificers of the same level?

And that was assuming everything went smoothly. In reality, the greater possibility was that they would fall short at the last step.

After all, the Phantom Inheritance could be broken open at any moment. Maybe halfway through creating the Virtual Divinity,