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Looking around, Bai Mo didn't focus on the two sides clashing; he was sensing the lingering illusions around him. Anastasia silently approached him, her voice tinged with doubt.

"It's that Rasputin... but the method of this illusion is somewhat different from what I remember, and there are also quite a few differences in his personality."

"It wasn't him. I'm quite familiar with this illusion technique."

Bai Mo's voice carried a slight sigh, then his power surged, covering the entire Kremlin with Magnetic Field Power. Not long after, a familiar voice echoed through the palace.

"Oh dear, don't bother looking for a girl who's disappeared. It'll lower your affection level."

The girl's slightly mischievous voice echoed in the corridor. Anastasia turned her head to look at Bai Mo with a blank expression.

So it turns out it's someone you know.

"Ugh, don't even mention it. So what are you doing here this time? I thought the Bleaching had taken care of you, Fran."

At this moment, Bai Mo finally understood why those Murderous Hunters possessed the power of a curse. While Rasputin in history did have some methods, he couldn't have achieved this level.

This is why the princess felt absolutely nothing for Rasputin. The so-called Rasputin was merely a shell, lacking any real substance.

"This is role-playing, role-playing. And this body of mine is the real Rasputin, cultivated using his cells."

"Speaking of which, this is all your fault. These days, ordinary decadence just doesn't satisfy me anymore. You need to take full responsibility for that."

Although he couldn't see her, Bai Mo could almost see that familiar black and white figure. She seemed to be right beside him, treading with those irregular steps.

"Originally, I just wanted to deceive the lovely little princess, for example, in front of her, let Kadoc personally experience Mr. Rasputin's 28.5 power that dominates the Russia Empire!"

But I never imagined fate would be so mysterious. If I had known you would come, I would have switched back to my original body.

Bai Mo felt a terrible headache coming on. At this moment, all that remained in the entire palace was Rasputin's shell; his inner body had probably already disappeared somewhere.

"Alright, now that you're leaving, stop talking nonsense."

"Alas, how heartless your words are! Have you forgotten the happy times we once shared? My dear savior."

In an instant, Bai Mo seemed to feel many eyes being cast upon him.

Judging from the current situation, Fran is indeed playing a role; at least this "Rasputin" is not well-known among other people.

But now is not the time to waste time. At this moment, many beings outside the Storm Wall are already casting their gazes inward.

He slowly walked towards the Fantasy Tree, gazing at its pale, pillar-like trunk and its terrifying, almost immeasurable power.

His steps were very slow. Everyone glanced at each other briefly before slowly following behind him. Gradually, the streets of Yaga Moscow filled with people.

They don't know what he's going to do, but they will follow the power.

In some unknown space, a girl dressed in Brother Bai clothing looked at the procession, her smile gradually becoming uncontrollable, her gaze fixed on the person walking at the front.

Previously, Fran had made an agreement with Chaldeas.

He could act as an apostle, but...

"If an individual named Bai Mo appears, will your primary goal be to corrupt it? I need to remind you that, based on your description, that entity is most likely already dead."

Furthermore, based on your description, such an object can only be destroyed.

"That's none of your business. Do you think I don't know that?"

"Risk assessment... this treaty is acceptable."

Now, Chaldeas has somehow completely lost contact, but that doesn't matter anymore.

After that incident, no amount of blasphemy or utter depravity could stir her heart again. Had her heart been changed? Or was it simply that having experienced such a profound experience, she could no longer be satisfied with mere streams?

Her inner self remained the same, but she could no longer muster any interest in ordinary people.

Regardless of any mission, her greatest desire at this moment was to drag this person down into the abyss with her.

Bai Mo walked up to the Fantasy Tree, exhaled, and touched the surface of its bark.

Have you made a decision? You should be aware of the risks involved.

Bai Mo nodded as Shi's words echoed in his mind.

As long as this Lostbelt continues to exist, it will inevitably be eliminated; there is no future here. This world will affect the Pan-Human History on the other side; it is a world where "existence is evil."

A powerful force began to surge, the Fantasy Tree before them was enveloped in terrifying energy, and the root system Lostbelt seemed to come alive, radiating an incredibly powerful and terrifying force.

What is he doing?!

Inside the space, Olga Marie was horrified, and then she noticed something.

This system space was modified by her, making it a very special space. Previously, Shi had separated her residence, leaving behind a huge area.

An utterly absurd thought popped into her head.

"He... he's not going to bring the entire Lostbelt here, is he?!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Olga Marie almost laughed at her own idea, but what was happening before her eyes was undeniably real. There was enough space to accommodate it; the problem was how to fit this thing inside.

"After all, this is probably the only way to save this place."

Arcueid's voice held a hint of helplessness, but then she stretched her limbs, ready to go all out. Olga Marie just thought these people were crazy.

"Are you kidding me? What's the difference between this and trying to connect the energy of an entire nuclear power plant to a single electrical wire? That level of energy would burn him to ashes!"

This is true. Sending the entire Lostbelt here is not as simple as putting food in a refrigerator. As the vessel bearing this transmission, Bai Mo would suffer unimaginable shocks. There would be no other possibility; every cell in his body would be burned to ashes.

"I know, but once this guy's made up his mind, there's no way to budge him... Ugh! The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I might as well stay with him in Millennium Castle! Why risk your life doing this kind of thing every day!"

Arcueid's words were tinged with helplessness and anger, yet she still exerted all her strength to Marble Phantasm, preparing a backup plan.

"Kid, to be honest, the success rate is probably less than one in ten thousand. Before reaching the Ultimate, it's very dangerous. This is even less likely than the probability of shooting down a million horses and surviving. It's practically certain death."

Bai Wunan also spoke up, not stopping Bai Mo, but simply informing him of the dangers involved.

So, it's not zero, right?

"... Heh heh, yeah, alright, forget about us dead, go do the damn important stuff!"

As he spoke, the entire Lostbelt was bathed in a dazzling light. At the same time, this light was slowly moving towards Bai Mo, and his body was instantly engulfed in flames. In the flames, only a faint figure could be seen.