When Do You Plan to Submit the Draft?

, Sorcerer Manual

"Great Doomsday Watcher, Ash Hiss! The good follow you, the evil adore you! The light yearns for you, and the darkness longs for you as well! You are the existence beyond all things, the color God has gilded upon creation!"

"Great Doomsday Watcher, Ash Hiss..."

Ash sat on a cold stone seat, looking at the large group of weirdos in black robes kneeling on the ground before him, kowtowing and praying to him. Beneath his bleary, just-woken-from-a-dream expression, a huge question mark was slowly forming.?

He saw a pair of thighs right beside him, so he slapped them without hesitation.

"Mm?"

Ash looked up and discovered that the person standing beside him was not Igula or Harvey, but a young woman he did not know. She had deep-blue waist-length hair as profound as a starry sky, eyes as clear and azure as Qinghai Lake, red lips and white teeth, skin fairer than snow, and she was watching him curiously.

"Why did you hit me?"

I thought you were the Fraudster or the Necromancer... Ash asked, "Did it hurt?"

The young woman said, "It hurt."

"Then I'm not dreaming." Ash held his forehead, his face full of disbelief. "Did I just... load a save?"

"You're a little strange," she said calmly. "Just now you were muttering things like Ruby Mountain, four wings, Legendary, Heaven, Void Realm, nothing but messy terms. You're making me very worried about you. If you're fine, please hang in there. The event is almost over."

Ash looked up at the ceiling, wondering if Gerard was about to jump down and start chopping people up.

His thoughts gradually grew clearer—he had clearly used the Small Four Pillars Gate to bring Igula and Harvey into Ruby Mountain, so how had he suddenly jumped here?

Could the