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Ptolemy lowered his head and coughed a few times. The rupture of his spirit core made him appear even weaker, but his eyes still shone with an undeniable light.
"However, stop hiding it. You have a way, right? All you need to do is recreate my Noble Phantasm here."
He paused, then turned his gaze to Matou Ike, his tone as resolute as ever: "Eat me, while this crippled body of mine can still serve a purpose."
Matouike remained silent for a moment, her gaze lingering on Ptolemy's gradually fading body. Although the suggestion was somewhat absurd, it was indeed the last way to preserve the Great Library of Alexandria.
"Then why didn't you use that Noble Phantasm just now?" Matou Ike suddenly asked. "With that Noble Phantasm, it wouldn't have been impossible for you to win, would it?"
This question caused Ptolemy's expression to stiffen slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
He certainly understood what Matouchi meant—
The legendary light that originated from the eventual burning of the Library of Alexandria is essentially very similar to the "Light of the Beast" that transformed human history into heat.
However, if such a thing were used, the corresponding concept would also burn down the Great Library of Alexandria.
“Even if we win by using such power, what then?” Ptolemy’s voice was filled with complex emotions. “The concept that the light carries will burn the entire Library of Alexandria to the ground—including the ‘King’s Library’ and all the accumulations here.”
He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the devastated fourth tier, his tone tinged with sarcasm, yet more like self-mockery:
"Then what is the point of my victory?"
“I understand,” Matou Ike said softly. “I will preserve this library for you.”
Before he could finish speaking, Matou Ike strode forward without the slightest hesitation.
His hand pierced through Ptolemy's chest in an instant, and as blood splattered, accompanied by a faint spiritual light, he pulled out the already shattered heart.
Ptolemy's body trembled violently, but he did not struggle. He merely chuckled softly, "Heh, eat. Although you concealed it well, you've been holding back for a long time..."
There was no response, and there was no pause.
Matou Ike stared at the spirit core in his hand, which was gradually losing its luster, without the slightest ripple in his eyes.
He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and took the first bite without hesitation.
The spiritual light on the surface of the heart dissipated rapidly as he ate.
This was the first time Matouchi had ever devoured something so directly and brutally.
The intense, bitter taste spread through my mouth, as if my very soul was being burned.
Indeed, we have been patient for a long time; Ptolemy was right.
As more and more divine beings were consumed, the feeling of hunger became increasingly solid.
I did have some concerns before, and I always felt a sense of resistance when facing these more familiar and closer heroic spirits.
Ahhhhh!
It's delicious!
It is ten times more delicious than a divine body, no, a hundred times more delicious!
This is the flavor of human history, the flavor of heroic spirits!
As the last piece of his heart was swallowed, Ptolemy's figure completely lost its radiance, turning into countless spiritual particles and dust, which dissipated with the wind.
Meanwhile, Tsbia was watching this wonderful comedy unfold and clapping his hands enthusiastically.
"Is it time to taste the Dead Apostles?"
Chapter 438 Black Six
Matou Ike wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth—remnants of his gnawed Ptolemy heart—and then asked Tsbia in a calm tone:
"I can't eat you right now, and even if you die, you'll come back to life, right? So why use that?"
Matouchi refers to Logos React, one of the seven great weapons of the Atlas Institute.
Although Tsbia was a defector from the Atlas Institute, he was not actually listed as a wanted person on the Mystic Side.
However, if the seven weapons were to be leaked here, their nature would be fundamentally changed.
This man will be hunted down by all factions on the mystical side.
In particular, Matouchi has already observed...
The anomaly known as the Law Response has flowed outward from this sea area through the inner side of the Great Library of Alexandria.
Given enough time, the concept of unlimited growth will distort everything.
Matou Ike stared at Tsbia, her tone cold: "You knew the consequences, yet you still used it? Do you really want to prevent the world from being destroyed?"
When confronted with Matouchi's question, Tsbia simply shook his head, then said meaningfully:
"Don't you know that all new life originates from destruction?"
"Nonsense." Matou Ike stepped forward slowly and, without hesitation, swung his fist, slamming it heavily into Tsbia's face.
The fist pierced the air and slammed heavily into Tsbia's cheek with a dull thud.
His head was tilted by the impact, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he did not fall down or try to dodge.
Tsbia simply turned his head slowly, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression eerily calm.
"Are you done venting your anger?"
He said so.
"Now that you've vented your anger, let's have a proper talk. After all, it's just the two of us left."
"What do you want to talk to me about?" Matou Ike withdrew his fist, looked directly at the man in front of him, and said with some disgust.
“Of course it’s about the Dark Six.” Tsbia smiled. “Actually, I’m not only here today to retrieve that divine body, but also to inform you of something else.”
"Notify me?" Matou Ike narrowed his eyes slightly, as if trying to figure out what Tsbia was up to.
“That’s right.” Tsbia looked at Matou Ike’s chest. “After all, you are one of us, aren’t you? The newly promoted seventh ancestor, Mr. Matou.”
"The seventh-ranked Blood Ring does indeed belong to me, but I have not become a Dead Apostle."
Matouchi clearly pointed out the fallacy in Tsbia's statement.
“Perhaps,” Tsbia said, seemingly understanding on his own. “However, I still feel obligated to inform you that the Dark Six ceremony will take place after May, and as an indispensable ‘fruit,’ I hope you can attend…”
He seemed to remember something halfway through his sentence, then shook his head and muttered to himself.
"No, you will definitely go there. It's inevitable, it's destined..."
Tsbia then sighed, as if coming back to his senses, and looked at Matou Ike again:
"That divine body is also an indispensable material, but since you were the one who obtained it in the end, the result should not be too different, and the mission should be considered complete."
As he said this, he looked like a madman.
It's hard to connect him with his former status as the head of the Atlas Institute.
Matou Ike didn't continue the previous topic, but instead asked:
"Shouldn't you be pursuing the Sixth Law? What does this have to do with the Dark Six Kingdoms?"
"Who knows? Actually, compared to the Dark Six Kingdoms, I personally prefer to call it the Black Six..."
A variety of emotions were swirling on Tsbia's face, making it impossible to discern his true thoughts.
Matouchi repeatedly pondered this word, both strange and familiar...
The sixth black.
What a coincidence!
It's like a name that was created specifically to fill a blank space.
The name itself conveys a completely different meaning.
But if the two are truly connected, then why would they be connected to the Dead Apostles? It should be noted that the current Twenty-Seven Ancestors are basically all deeply bound to Zhu Yue.
As if seeing through Matouike's doubts, Tsbia spoke again:
"Legend has it that the Sixth Black Ancestor was one of the original twenty-seven ancestors..."
The original twenty-seven patriarchs?
what...
A fairy?
Therefore, it is the Star's Touch that was not affected by the Vermilion Moon...
Matouchi kept thinking, and even found an example in his memory that could corroborate all of this.
Yu Ji, also known as Akuta no Hinako.
Isn't she also a 27th patriarch?
Just as Matou Ike was frowning, the blood moon behind Tsbia had completely disappeared without anyone noticing.
Tsbia just stared at Matou Ike, his body also beginning to transform into a spirit particle state.
However, it did not dissipate, but gradually returned to the atmosphere with the flow of air.
Matou Ike noticed it too, but he didn't take any action.
Because there is no way to stop this process.
Tsbia has long since become a conceptual entity.
To truly kill him, the only solution is to find a concept of mutual restraint.
Or it could be a conceptual ceremonial garment produced by the church.
And eyes like Ryougi Shiki's, which can directly erase concepts.
Before Tsbia completely vanished, he uttered his last words.
"Our next meeting will be during the Red Moon season. I hope you're prepared..."
.........
At this moment, only Matou Ike remains in the entire fourth tier.
At this moment, he focused his attention on Elgo, who was floating in mid-air.
In fact, as early as when he returned to the fourth level, Matou Ike had separated a part of his consciousness to observe the symbols that were constantly being extracted from the black miasma surrounding Elgo.