Quadruple split.

Chapter 2815 Two Hundred Years Ago
Game time: Holy Calendar 9346, Flower Month, Melody 2nd

The Realm of Innocence, Northwest Continent, East Origin Lake District
"Holy shit! Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!!!"

Accompanied by a strange, distorted, colorful, and irrational fluctuation, a disheveled figure suddenly appeared hundreds of meters in the air with a ghostly wail, and then, after a pause that did not actually exist, plummeted straight down.

If it's an ordinary person... or a professional whose skill level isn't high enough and who doesn't have any flying abilities, then their fate is almost always to be 'slapped' into a big block of mosaic.

But it doesn't matter. Although the person who came was almost beaten to death just now, it wouldn't be enough to kill him if it was just a fall from a great height.

"I almost got sent to rebuild my character..."

He looked to be only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a neat and stylish short gray-white hair, wearing a loose robe, and carrying a short staff inlaid with various gems. His temperament and expression were somewhat gloomy, and even his name was gloomy. The man sighed deeply in mid-air, and then... stopped falling.

Clearly, although his strength is currently stuck at the half-step epic level and he has not yet made a complete breakthrough, in terms of silent chanting, concealed spellcasting, aura concealment, and shielding perception, this upright and virtuous archmage is already on his way to becoming a legend.

This is no exaggeration. After all, since this guy has managed to survive through the chaotic timeline without being sent to rebuild his character, his survival skills must be extremely, extremely, extremely strong. And this kind of skill, honed through countless life-and-death moments and desperate crises, is actually very difficult to 'practice' through normal means.

The reason is simple: they are easy to die from.

After all, real 'practice' and genuine, life-threatening 'real combat' are two completely different concepts. If a normal person had experienced the dangers that Ah Sang had gone through, then he would certainly have a high chance of mastering the same level of survival skills... provided that he was still alive.

Ultimately, even if it's literally a "nine out of ten chances of dying," meaning a 90% chance of dying and a 10% chance of surviving, Ah Sang has experienced it no less than a hundred times. And the number of people who can survive in such a situation, whether there are any in the past or future, is far more rare than being struck dead by lightning while walking down the street.

In short, just as Christina possesses defensive capabilities that are beyond the reach of ordinary people, Asang also has survival abilities that are completely incomprehensible to normal people. Simply put, the two of them are already so strong in their respective fields that they are almost beyond the next level.

The difference between them is that although Christina's defense is incredibly strong, her combat ability is actually not that great. As a result, in the "Sister Squad", she only has three roles: mount, meat shield, and intimidation. In other aspects, she is even inferior to Kasena and Mika.

As for Lucy Ai, she was a freak who could immediately sense the abnormality in the life that Akira had deduced for Ji Xiaodao and leave the scene early on, so let's not mention her.

Ah Sang is different. Given the series of strange encounters he has had since he started playing the game "The Realm of Innocence", this guy has not only developed excellent survival skills, but his strength has also increased rapidly. If you ask why... you can only say that strength is also part of survival.

Mid-tier is easier to keep alive than low-tier, high-tier is easier to keep alive than mid-tier, and epic is easier to keep alive than high-tier.

Therefore, Ah Sang's strength improvement speed is not slow at all, and he may step into the Epic Realm at any time.

Some people might wonder why it's so difficult for everyone to break through to the Epic level, but this guy is inexplicably close to breaking through. Isn't that a bit illogical?
The answer is of course no. After all, people who frequently read various literary and artistic works know that in countless stories, people are very good at breaking through their own limitations in life-or-death moments and critical situations. In other words, the more danger there is, the more opportunities there are.

This proves that even if Asang was a pig, if he could survive for more than ten months, he would have evolved into a knock-off Zhu Ganglie, let alone Marshal Tianpeng or the Clean Altar Messenger.

"Phew, that's really scary."

A-Sang, who was suspended in mid-air, breathed a sigh of relief and muttered with lingering fear, "Heaven knows why that thing is so vengeful and so good at fighting. If I hadn't been lucky enough to be pulled out of the timeline, I probably would have really died at that bastard's hands this time... Hiss, that was close, that was close, I almost gave up my first blood."

After he finished speaking, he calmed himself down and lowered his altitude. He observed the ground from a distance of less than 100 meters and quickly determined his location based on his extensive experience of traveling thousands of miles.

"Dongyuan Lake... What a coincidence. I wonder what time it is now."

The Grand Mage Asang smacked his lips, then plummeted headfirst to the ground. Less than ten centimeters from where his skull was shattered, he used wind to counteract gravity, turned around, and landed steadily back on the ground.

【…】

After that, Asang gazed at the large, round, shimmering Dongyuan Lake in front of him and pondered for a moment. Then, he raised his hand slightly and summoned a lifelike wind bird, whose body was composed entirely of water elements and contained a small amount of wind elements. He then threw it into the water.

As a result, ripples immediately spread across the water's surface, eventually forming dozens of harmless eddies of varying sizes.

Admittedly, if Asang wanted, he could easily turn the lake in front of him into a hot pot using fire or lightning magic, or even electrocute hundreds or thousands of pounds of aquatic products, but as a test or greeting, that kind of intensity would obviously be inappropriate.

"Isn't the timing wrong...?"

Ah Sang frowned, muttered something under his breath, then suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in surprise, "It's here!"

Wow! ! !

Almost instantly after he finished speaking, several 'monsters', each about 150 centimeters tall, with limbs resembling humanoid creatures, dark blue skin, hunched figures, muscular builds, bony backs, blue faces, fangs, scarlet vertical pupils, and extraordinary bone structures, burst out of the water and leaped in front of Ah Sang, simultaneously letting out a cry: "Ahoooooooo—!!!"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Ah Sang smiled slightly, winked at the tallest and most robust monster in front of him, and uttered his signature line whenever he encountered an acquaintance after crossing timelines: "How have you been lately?"

"S-lord!"

The highest monster, or rather, the human... uh, the fishman... um, the Super Saiyan Fishman revealed a ferocious smile: "What, you're back again?"

Wow! Wow! Wow!

At the same time, more former sea creatures who had been saved by Asang and named Super Saiyan Fishmen, now residents of Dongyuan Lake, emerged from the water and quietly and obediently surrounded Asang, their gazes toward him burning with fervor.

"Come back again?"

Asang was slightly taken aback, then immediately asked, "Mugamga, didn't I just chase that weirdo away not long ago?"

"Yes."

The Super Saiyan fish-man named Mugamuga Benboerba nodded vigorously and laughed, "Thanks to you, sir, we no longer have to live in fear."

Ah Sang's gaze sharpened slightly, and then he asked, "How long have I been gone?"

"The master left... uh... half a month ago."

Mugamu scratched his bone spur and said uncertainly, "But, sir, you said you would be gone for a long time. Why are you suddenly back?"

[Half a month...that was the Flower Month of the Holy Calendar 9346.]

Asang quickly clarified the timeline, then smiled at Muga Muga and said, "It's nothing. I was just a little worried about you guys, afraid that monster would come looking for trouble again, so I came back to check on you."

Mugamuga shook his head like a rattle-drum and said, "They didn't come back. The monster is scared, Master. They definitely wouldn't dare to come back." "Haha...that's right...it seems I was worrying too much."

A-Sang, who had almost been killed by that 'monster' just a few minutes ago, twitched the corner of his mouth, then coughed lightly and said seriously, "Well then, since it's safe here, I'll leave with peace of mind. You all need to take good care of yourselves and not cause any trouble. Dongyuan Lake is very large; it can hold you all even in a few hundred years, understand?"

"Yes, my lord!"

Muggam and the hundreds of Super Saiyan fishmen around them immediately responded in unison to their savior.

"Okay, you guys rest then. I have something to do, so I'll go take care of it now."

Asang nodded to the leader, Mugamuga, then shrugged and said, "Although I'll probably be gone for a long time this time, I might suddenly decide to come and see you guys. So, that's all for now, bye."

Having said that, Ah Sang didn't wait for the Super Saiyan Fishmen to react before he floated up and flew south at an incredible speed—

……

Game time: 20:19 PM
Southwestern continent, Lake Nesmont region, above the central lake

He's been in Nismont all those years and probably hasn't left any mark on history, so if I can take him out now, history might be quietly rewritten. Damn it, I have to take the plunge. That beast is a born scourge, and even if it's not for my own sake, there's no reason to let that menace live!

Not long ago, in another timeline, Ah Sang was nearly killed here, only surviving thanks to his special physique. He took a deep breath, slowly landed back on the ground, and without saying a word, raised his hands and unleashed his—

【Realistic Marble: Shadow of the Time Tower】

The next instant, a clock tower-style mage tower, about nine meters high and similar in style to the Victorian Gothic style outside the game, appeared behind Asang. It was covered with dials engraved with various intricate symbols and was semi-transparent. Although it looked quite magnificent and beautiful, it was eerily devoid of any aura.

Indeed, although a lot of 'arrangement' and 'foreshadowing' were needed to unfold the 'Shadow of the Time Tower' after the base was built during the 'Debate on Guilt', once it had become a part of his understanding and he could unfold it instantly as if it were his own arm, this mage tower, which had been meticulously crafted by Asang in every aspect and component, but was purely composed of magic arrays and elements, naturally became his inherent barrier.

Clearly, although the match where he was defeated by Christina was quite humiliating, he was at least inspired by his match against Futaba.

After all, the opponent is a genius among geniuses, and Asang is the type who subconsciously tries to absorb all kinds of knowledge in order to survive. Given that they are both mages, it is impossible for only Shuangye to benefit.

In short, without hesitation, Asang deployed his Reality Barrier on the 'empty' central lakeshore, and then—

"get out."

Ah Sang said it softly, his voice not loud, at least not loudly.

But almost the instant he opened his mouth, the [Shadow of the Time Tower] flickered silently, turning cyan, and a visible sound wave containing the words 'Get out' merged into the lake shore beneath his feet, then into the water, and finally transformed into a series of deep male voices like muffled thunder, rumbling underwater!

"get out!"

"get out!"

"get out!"

"get out!"

"get out!"

"get out!"

"get out!"

boom--! ! !
Then, accompanied by a towering column of water, a familiar figure appeared before Ah Sang.

It was a bald man with dark blue skin, whose race was indistinguishable. He was about 160 centimeters tall, with angular features like marble. His bare upper body was covered in scars, and he had no pupils, only pure white eyes.

On the shoulder of this man, who, disregarding the absence of pupils, appeared surprisingly kind and gentle, were two words that seemed to be—

"fourteen."

Asang stared coldly at the man in front of him, and said with murderous intent, "What a coincidence, we meet again."

"I didn't expect you to have tracked me all the way here, young mage..."

Fourteen shook his head and sighed helplessly: "I thought I was hiding well enough, but I didn't expect you to find me. So, you left some kind of mark on me half a month ago?"

"No, because you are very cunning, I didn't leave anything on you during that meeting."

Asang slowly raised his jewel-encrusted short-handled staff, pointed it at Fourteen's forehead, and said expressionlessly, "You told me yourself."

"Myself?"

Fourteen paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "What do you mean? How did I tell you that?"

"You attacked me when I was passing by, and almost killed me, but unfortunately, you were just a little short."

"I attacked you? What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

"You don't need to know, Fourteen. I don't have a habit of causing trouble, nor am I a chatterbox."

"then you……"

"The only reason I'm willing to chat with you for a bit is so that I can secretly gather my magic power."

"Varied--"

boom! ! ! ! ! !

Chapter 2806: The End
(End of this chapter)