From the moment he learned of Senro's world-ending mechanism, Ash had felt a faint sense that something was off.
But accidents had been slapping him in the face one after another: the Three Gods from the Age of Gods, the Phantom Prophet Vishy, the Doomsday Storm, Silver Lamp's ascension, the gaze of the Four Pillar Gods. In just a few short hours, Ash had gone through enough catastrophes to kill an ordinary person seven or eight times over. It was practically extra volume at no extra charge, all the joy satisfied in one go. Where would he have found the time for any deep thinking?
Only now, when Tama Hill said, "Zhanzhu is dreaming of me," did Ash suddenly see the light, as if he had floated up from the deep sea and was no longer having his mind choked by murky seawater.
The strangest part of the world-ending mechanism was that while the mechanism itself was very clear, there was basically no guidance process at all. For a full two hundred years, Senluo Zhanzhu had been injured for two hundred years, and only then had a Silver Lamp appeared to carry out the world-ending mechanism. If Silver Lamp had never appeared, that mechanism would have been as good as nonexistent.
And Silver Lamp had only learned the truth because she inherited the will of the Grey Fox Artificer. In other words, even the step of "understanding the mechanism" had never been announced by Zhanzhu. It was the artificers who had pieced things together through guesswork and deduction before realizing that the Senro People could actually choose how they went extinct.
Then who was the most anxious person in this whole process?
It was Senluo Zhanzhu!
The point of the world-ending mechanism was not ending the world, but saving its