After the merger, because the Authority becomes complete, there will be a situation where one is promoted one level on the spot.
In other words, if the two are fused at Low Tier, they will advance to the Middle Tier; if they are fused at Middle Tier, they will advance to the High Tier, and so on.
But that's all.
After advancing to the next level, because the soul within the body is not pure enough, it will become impossible to advance further.
Therefore, as Samuer said, the best fusion should take place after both of them have reached the Transcendent Tier.
That way he could reach the Supreme after being promoted (as he thought), instead of being stuck at the Transcendent Tier due to an impure soul.
Since that's the case, then let the High Tier ones die if they're supposed to; we can't just maliciously prevent Samuer from leveling up.
Therefore, from Ed's current perspective, High Tier can die, but only if two conditions are met:
Firstly, High Tier official dies, their Authority needs to be inherited, meaning that the corresponding "pillar" needs to be carried on by someone.
From this perspective, the Eternal Twin Kings actually did a pretty good job.
Secondly, too many High Tier cannot die at once. If Samuer levels up faster than him, then he will probably cause trouble later.
Ideally, Ed Samuer should reach the Transcendent Tier first, or at least their arrival times should be roughly the same.
Since that's the case... the " Calamity " plan is still imperative, and there's no need to make any changes.
Unfortunately, Nuowa is probably currently gathering various players and making long-term preparations for the massive teleportation. It's unlikely that he will be able to make up for the combat power loss caused by his departure in a short period of time.
As Ed was thinking this, he suddenly sensed a strange fluctuation coming from the west.
That was a powerful fluctuation at the Psionic Energy level, like a Psionic Energy earthquake.
However, this tremor did not signify the death of High Tier, but rather... the birth of a new High Tier.
Such a strong fluctuation could be due to either being a descendant of a race, Psionic Energy specialist, or...
Ed suddenly remembered that the Ozilazis who had just died seemed to be a lich.
And speaking of liches...
There seems to be one more in Valhalla.
Ah, so it's both?
No wonder the tremors were so strong.
Ed suddenly realized.
One minute ago, in Valhalla, the Holy Tree Worship Church Theocracy.
Willow hasn't appeared before players for a long time, is continuing her " Psionic Energy research" as always.
According to Ed's plan and Willow's own ideas, her main focus is currently on two areas:
One approach is to continue the research of her teacher and mother, delve deeper into the mysteries of the Demonic Tide, and use Stability Anchor to slow it down or even bring it to a standstill.
The second was the study of alchemical golems, although these things can no longer be considered as alchemical artifacts from before the Demonic Tide.
After Willow's modifications, the alchemical golem now resembles both an autonomous war robot and an "anti-00 armor" from another world. In short, it's bulky and can fit a person inside (although it's not very useful, it can still hold a person).
That afternoon, Willow was busy improving the ranged weapon of the alchemical golem when she suddenly convulsed and collapsed in her room.
As a lich, Willow naturally wouldn't suffer a brain hemorrhage or any other serious illness from overworking, so after realizing that something was wrong with her, Willow quickly began to think about what exactly happened.
Willow initially thought Valhalla had been attacked, or that someone had traveled a great distance specifically to curse her to death.
But when she checked her body, she found that although she felt weak all over, her mental state was better than ever before, and could even be described as excited.
Although those thoughts were chaotic and complicated, they only flashed through her mind for a moment. Willow felt that her thinking was so fast that it could even slow down time. Several problems she had encountered during her research seemed to be solved with a single thought.
Wait, this feeling...
A figure that she often thought of but had become somewhat blurry flashed through Willow's mind, but with her current mental processing power, the figure was gradually becoming clearer.
Willow felt that most of her forgotten memories were being rapidly rewritten, like transferring data from an old device to a new one with faster read speeds, or perhaps it was just a reversal of time.
The figure moved again; it was the Willow Seritya's mother and teacher, the great lich Yiwenni.
At this moment, the figure of her mother gradually became clearer in front of Willow, slowly forming a perspective of looking up, and the timeline also returned to more than half a century ago.
A childish voice echoed in Willow's mind, a voice that came from herself, who had been on the run with her parents since she could remember:
"Mom, what does it feel like to become High Tier?"
A gentle voice followed:
Many lich masters have said that the feeling is like the blind regaining their sight or the deaf regaining their hearing; it's as if they had been living in a fog until now, and only now has the fog truly dissipated.
She looked down at the small figure and said:
"But if you ask me, it feels like... a second life."
"Your body has existed for a long time, but your soul... has only just been born."
At this moment, Willow transcends time and space, empathizing with her mother from hundreds of years ago.
A flexible mind, countless ideas, and almost limitless energy, along with a keen sense of Psionic Energy...
This feeling was several times stronger than what my mother had described. Perhaps even a great lich like my mother couldn't accurately describe this feeling in words.
"This is the High Tier."
Willow murmured to herself.
Only then did she realize that her body had somehow become suspended in mid-air.
After landing skillfully on the ground, Willow suddenly turned her head to look at the corner of the room.
There stood an alchemical golem disassembled into hundreds of parts—the ancient alchemical golem Seretima Type I, capable of pulling chariots for players and leading armies.
Just by looking at the alchemical golem, Willow realized many of the flaws in her previous design.
Those Psionic Energy Circuit weren't completely ineffective; they were just less efficient at transmitting energy, and the steps were a bit cumbersome.
To my past self, these problems were nothing, or even not problems at all, because they had never been discovered in the first place.
But now these problems are shining like spotlights, and if left unaddressed, I feel like I'll slowly go crazy.
Willow blinked, instantly entering Psionic Energy vision state, and began precise operations like a surgeon.
After fiddling with it for a while, Willow let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at the masterpiece in front of her, she couldn't help but feel restless.
Just like a modified car always wants to be tested on the track, Willow modified the alchemical golem but couldn't find a reliable punching bag for a while, which made her feel like she had strength but nowhere to use it.