Shang Xiaoyuan woke up again and discovered he was lying on a bed, beside him was his older fisherman brother and Bashir, draped in a black robe.

Bashir’s face was ashen. Seeing him suddenly awake, he landed a heavy slap on his face.

Shang Xiaoyuan’s head was left spinning from the slap, but he dared not resist. He immediately got up from the bed, his hand covered his reddened cheek, and he stood with his head lowered in front of Bashir.

"I asked you to keep a close eye on Shang Xiaoyuan, what happened?"

Bashir suddenly revealed a pitch-black skeletal staff and pointed it at the regretful youth standing beside him.

The fisherman’s face turned pale instantly, showing an expression of pain, beads of sweat the size of peas covered his forehead, he couldn’t help but fall to his knees, he clenched his teeth so hard he didn’t scream out.

He endured the intense pain coming from the depths of his soul, panting heavily he said, "Sir, It was my negligence."

Shang Xiaoyuan quickly kneeled down, sobbing, he pleaded, "Lord Bashir, it’s all my fault, I didn’t listen to the advice, I intentionally got rid of my older fisherman brother."

He knew Bashir, a disciple of the Seventh Apostle, possessed terrifying strength. Killing him and his older fisherman brother would be a piece of cake.

Even though he received an S-grade evaluation in the first three difficulties and even a double S in the fourth difficulty, surpassing an ordinary apostle in strength.

But compared to Bashir who is in a higher difficulty Chapter, the gap in strength was so large he did not even dare to harbor thoughts of resistance.

Now his spiritual strength had been reduced to 1/1, he no longer had the ability to reshape his shell, it was equivalent to having a game ban.

Even if his talent ’Absolute Luck’ was powerful, to Bashir who spent numerous resources to nurture him, it was no different than trash.

Shang Xiaoyuan understood the brutality of the ’New World’. Bashir had spent so many resources to cultivate him, only to end up with a waste, anyone else would have gone insane.

In this situation, he had to depend on his ’Absolute Luck’ to save his life.

But unexpectedly, Bashir’s expression of anger softened, his face emotionless, he reached out his hand to help him and the fisherman up.

"It’s good that you know where you were wrong, because of your wilfulness, you almost lost your own life... And I forgive you, you won’t dare to do it next time."

"From now on, all the important choices you make in the game must be reported word for word to the fisherman. I will send people to check your game text regularly. If something like this happens again...you know my methods."

As Shang Xiaoyuan listened, he felt something was off. Judging by Bashir’s words, it seemed there was still hope, he could still continue playing the game.

His face lighting up with joy, he quickly nodded his head in agreement. He promised he would certainly do as Bashir had commanded. Then, he asked about a doubt he had in his heart, how could they solve the problem of insufficient spiritual strength.

"Do you remember that in the earlier difficulties, you were once invaded and robbed of an S-grade Sacred Object "

"If it hadn’t been for that invasion, your spirit amplitude would have been able to reach 50%, thereby increasing the limit of your spiritual strength..." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Through Bashir’s explanation, Shang Xiaoyuan finally understood how to resolve the ’ban’ problem.

Sacred Objects could not be traded after solidification, and the same difficulty(level) Sacred Objects could not be equipped simultaneously.

But before the Sacred Objects were solidified, they could be traded when they were in the source of Doomsday, or if they weren’t promptly solidified, they even had the property of definitely dropping after death.

Since he obtained an S score in difficulties one to three, plus a double S score at the fourth difficulty, he originally could have just reached 50% amplitude of the spirit, which would increase the upper limit of spiritual strength.

However, he was targeted and killed by another ’elite apostle’ within the organization, resulting in the loss of an S-level Sacred Object in the first difficulty, causing the upper limit of his spirit not to increase.

As long as he re-obtains an S-level ’Source of Doomsday’ in difficulty one, he can then solidify it into a Sacred Object to achieve the goal of increasing the upper limit of spiritual strength.

Of course, there are restrictions on solidifying the source of Doomsday.

If the Apostle had not obtained the corresponding interpretation evaluation in the difficulty level where the source of Doomsday was produced, it would be impossible to solidify the source of Doomsday into a Sacred Object.

Take Shang Xiaoyuan for example, he received an S grade evaluation in the first difficulty, and if he received a double S grade ’Source of Doomsday’ in the first difficulty, he wouldn’t be able to solidify it into a Sacred Object.

Only by gaining the corresponding evaluation score in that difficulty, can it be solidified into a Sacred Object.

Some cases were a bit special, they were Apostles who jumped the difficulty and did not experience Chapters of difficulty one or two.

That, the ’Blood Sun World’ SSS rating of the third difficulty was used as a reference for the reading and judging of the previous Chapters.

That is to say, if Lin Xun gets the SSS ’Source of Doomsday’ in the first and second difficulties, he would still be able to solidify it into a Sacred Object.

After understanding the secret of the Sacred Objects, Shang Xiaoyuan was overwhelmed with joy.

"Now, tell me what you encountered after your shell died?" Bashir abruptly changed the subject.

He couldn’t help recalling the horror text he encountered after his Wandering Soul revived.

He swallowed hard, stuttered and said, "My Lord, I... I encountered a very, very big... giant..."

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[...]

[The western side of Saint Lance shone with fire, thick black smoke billowed out. Looking far ahead and through the streets, one could see a giant round building.]

[That was the Saint Lance Theater, which could accommodate thousands of people...]

[You instinctively knew that the ’Crimson Warriors’ had once again located the enemy!]

[You turned around, deployed your escape technique, your frame vanished from sight as you quickly approached the theater...]

[...]

[When you arrived at the center of the theater, you saw nearly ten ’Crimson Warriors’ surrounding a figure shining in red light.]

[ ’Unknown Apostle no.11’ seemed at ease while facing close to ten ’Crimson Warriors’. Already on the ground were the bodies of three warriors...]