December 31st, the last day of 1688.
Ash slapped it twice, knocking the rooftop door's lock open, then deftly took a bottle of spray paint and a sheet of cardboard from his backpack. Cut into the cardboard was a set of silhouettes: Ash's twin swords, Harvey's coffin, Igula's eyes, Vishy's halberd, Philly's thrusting sword, Niya's straight blade, and Rose's six-pointed snowflake.
According to Vishy, they needed to spread Ash's soul mark all across the country, but they didn't have a specialized Spell Spirit for drawing soul marks, so they had to make do with Ash's weapons.
To strengthen the effect of the soul mark, Vishy included everyone's weapons. To put it nicely, "the power of unity can surpass even light"; the uglier truth was, "maybe it'll work."
They had a severe shortage of internal Spell Spirits, the external threat of the Mystic Chains was ever-present, and their goal was a "never-before-heard-of" grand project like instantly manifesting Soul Heaven. If Vishy said she was confident, then she was definitely trying to trick Ash into bed.
Whether it was a Divine Temple or Heaven, to a Spellcaster it was the core of the core; saying one's very life depended on it was no exaggeration. After all, Vishy would rather die than become an Angel precisely because she refused to hand over her Divine Temple and be controlled by the Divine Lord for the rest of her life.
Trying to smash someone with a Divine Temple or Heaven was equivalent to a country directly airdropping its arsenal and parliament into the middle of the enemy camp—who would research how to kill themselves better, faster, and stronger!?
Even Vishy was only relying on her demigod-level intuition in the Soul School to judge that manifesting Soul Heaven was theoretically feasible. As for exactly how to