When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1661 - 338: Gentle Resolve

The intelligence provided by Morgan and Galatea was exceptionally crucial.

Aiwass was very glad that he took "Bai Ke’s" words seriously enough to specifically make a trip to the Dream Realm.

The Ring of Ouroboros ritual of the Path of Beauty must bring down the Butterfly Celestial Marshal; at the sa ti, the promotion ritual may also be contaminated, so choosing the New Moon Ritual without teammates might be safer...

Awakening from the dream.

When Isabel opened her eyes, she saw Aiwass thinking about sothing under the covers.

"—Need to help you, Aiwass?"

Isabel suddenly said.

Aiwass was startled and turned his head: "What do you want to do?"

"Your worry is about the Butterfly Celestial Marshal, right?"

Isabel spoke softly, her gentle yet firm gaze fixed on Aiwass: "I rember you said that the Comrce Heavenly Departnt ascended through trade—a Celestial Marshal who originally had no qualification to beco one but now can die as a Celestial Marshal. When he is reborn, he could achieve the position of Celestial Marshal through this great achievent.

"In other words, apart from the Path of Beauty, all Celestial Marshals have already taken their positions... After the fifteenth of this month passes and the Full Moon Ritual ends, many Transcendents of the Sixth Power Level will appear. Even without relying on you, they have the potential to defeat the Celestial Marshal and seize the Celestial Marshal Shards.

"I imagine... what you are worried about is the possibility that the Celestial Marshal they will bring down is not the Butterfly Celestial Marshal."

"Don’t do sothing stupid, Isabel."

Aiwass beca serious and pushed Isabel, who wanted to sit up, back down: "Besides, I still have alternative plans—you are still carrying a child. I know you already have a Celestial Marshal Shard, so you’re not afraid of death. But do you want little Aleister to die with you?"

"Of course, I have feelings for her..."

Isabel whispered softly: "After all, during the promotion ritual, the ti I spent with her was even three tis longer than the ti spent with you. But it is a world-ending level disaster; this matter concerns your safety. If..."

"—There is no such ’if’. "

Aiwass interrupted Isabel once again, seriously gazing at her: "I will find a way to save the world. There is no need for you to sacrifice yourself. There is no reasoning in this world that to save the world, a child must be sacrificed, even if that child has not yet acquired their own soul, they already live in your mory."

Isabel watched Aiwass, and after a long ti, suddenly laughed.

She laughed so beautifully, so full of allure. The "beauty" exuded was vibrant and lively.

Seeing her laugh out loud, Aiwass finally relaxed.

He realized that his heart was pounding—it didn’t even make him this nervous when directly facing the Great Abyss.

"... Just now, were you joking?"

"No."

Isabel, smiling gently like a saint, calmly looked at Aiwass: "Of course, I love that child more deeply than my own life; I also cherish life in such a way. Having finally overco all my sorrows and obstacles, I truly want to live in this beautiful world... I also really want her to exist in reality, not just appear and be rembered by in the promotion ritual...

"—But if it’s for you, I’m willing to give up everything. Everything I gain is because of you; you saved from the clutches of fate... I can also use my will to return them to fate."

Listening to Isabel’s gentle murmur, like a breeze, Aiwass felt a mont of suffocation.

That was such a strong and singular, even sowhat twisted [love] that bordered on obsession.

...Indeed.

Isabel inherently had a strong affinity with the Path of Love, to the extent that she could defeat the Descent Heavenly Departnt by sacrificing it. It was only because she was under Aiwass’s protection that the world didn’t make her do such a thing.

"You have indeed beco stronger, Isabel..."

Aiwass exhaled lightly, his mood calming sowhat.

He smiled wryly: "But I wish you could be a little more delicate."

"Aiwass," Isabel did not reply to Aiwass’s words, only asked back, "If this world had to sacrifice one person, who would you choose?"

"Myself, I suppose."

Without hesitation, Aiwass replied: "I cannot decide for others, and I cannot sacrifice others. The death of predictions is wrong, and there is no such necessary evil in the world... Or rather, the only sacrifice a person can make is of themselves."

"Yes," Isabel said lightly, "I think so too—you taught that."

"..."

Seeing Aiwass montarily at a loss for words, Isabel laughed, pulled him onto the bed, and massaged his temples: "Don’t worry, dear. If everything goes smoothly, I won’t do those things. If I can live well, who would choose death?"

...So this is a "fuse," is it?

Hearing Isabel’s words, Aiwass finally understood why Isabel suddenly beca so assertive.

It was precisely Morgan’s words that affected her.

"I shouldn’t have taken you to see Morgan."

Aiwass pressed her down with a vicious smile: "That witch corrupted you!"

"To give you more resolve, Aiwass. Also, to add pressure on you."

Isabel caressed Aiwass’s cheek, as if wiping away nonexistent—or perhaps existent—tears, whispering: "I know... You’re the type to perform better under pressure, aren’t you?"

"I am different from Ai Shiping."

Aiwass said without hesitation: "He would sacrifice Amber, but I would never sacrifice you."

"Have you thought of sothing?"

Isabel asked back: "Determination alone is not enough. If you have an idea, I can help you execute it. If you think I’m in the way, take soone else—ti is running out; we have only twenty days left. Or rather, we have only five days. After the fifteenth’s promotion ritual ends, the Ring of Ouroboros might land. That ans there might be other Celestial Marshals being summoned."

Indeed, they were not at all worried about the inability to bring down the Celestial Marshal of the Path of Beauty.

When people are not strong enough, the descent of the Celestial Marshal is a disaster; but when people beco strong enough, the descent of the Celestial Marshal becos a feast everyone wants to partake in.

It’s like in a Pac-Man ga, getting the power-up that lets you bite back at the boss.

Aiwass also has no worries about seizing the Celestial Marshal Shard—he is now the bona fide Earthly Heavenly Official, unquestionably the strongest in the world. Without this confidence, how could he dare to face enemies even the Pillar Gods fear?

In fact, if Aiwass knows who is going to summon the Celestial Marshal of the Path of Beauty, he also has ways to modify the summoning ritual to direct it towards the Butterfly Celestial Marshal... just like Vivian did in the past.

The only thing he worries about is so unknown person secretly executing the summoning ritual first and incorrectly directing the Ring of Ouroboros to the wrong Celestial Marshal. Isabel’s "necessary sacrifice" refers to this issue.

Aiwass thought seriously for a long ti and still couldn’t co up with a good solution.

But fortunately, Aiwass thought of sothing else.

He had been moving forward on his own will for so long that even he had beco a deity. He had solved too many problems relying on his own strength...

At so point, Aiwass forgot that he was still a Priest.

Perhaps because he inherently disliked relying on others, whenever it was a problem he could solve by himself, he would subconsciously avoid seeking help from others.

And when encountering these challenges that truly exceed his understanding and must be solved in a limited ti... it’s better not to blindly show off.

Aiwass imdiately called upon the Lord of Scalefeather, whom he trusted the most—in creating his new body, he lost his Pathway Crystal, rendering the contract with the Lord of Scalefeather void. As a result, Aiwass couldn’t use Advanced Divine Arts for Divine Descent but had to use regular Divine Arts to contact the Lord of Scalefeather.

——Help , boss!

Though it had been a long ti since he summoned the Lord of Scalefeather, the boss remained as reliable as ever.

Or perhaps, the deity seed to constantly keep an eye on Aiwass, nearly dying of anxiety. So, as soon as the "call" connected, without waiting for Aiwass to ask, the Lord of Scalefeather proposed a possibility: "Is there a possibility that you actually don’t need to summon the Butterfly Celestial Marshal?"

"...What?"

Aiwass paused for a mont, suddenly realizing sothing.

"The Defiant Fla Butterfly’s inability to resonate with the Celestial Marshal Shard for ascension could indeed be due to a lack of compatibility with the Path’s law... but there’s actually another possibility.

"—That is, she’s already halfway ascended. Because she has already ’used’ the Celestial Marshal Shard, she can’t resonate with another Celestial Marshal Shard. After all, you already know, the Butterfly Celestial Marshal is born from the remains of Mithra, and Mithra was transford from one eye of the Great Sage. How could she possibly not use the Great Sage’s shards?

"Unless she is already locked by the Butterfly Celestial Marshal’s shard.

"You don’t need to summon the Butterfly Celestial Marshal—you just need to complete the other half for her."