When the plot-skips players into the game world

The giantess dared not to take that spear, and she immediately thought to retreat and maintain her distance.

But just as Aiwass made a show of charging at her, he suddenly made a cunning feint and stopped his forward momentum.

In that moment of misalignment, the giantess took a misplaced step, retreating right out of Aiwass's attack range.

Their disparity in height was too vast.

Even transformed by the Magic Cauldron to be larger, Aiwass was only three meters tall.

Facing the ten-meter-tall giantess, he appeared as diminutive as an underage child, and like a slightly larger dog.

But for that very reason, just a small step back from the giantess would put her out of his reach.

The giantess realized this too.

Her pupils suddenly constricted.

—How is this human using Lengominiad!

But it was already too late.

Aiwass transformed into a pure white ghostly phantom and soared up, moving at lightning speed to her side. The Holy Lance, burning with Holy Fire, pierced her heart from the side and back like a nail!

The Holy Fire instantly surged into her rough, gravel-like skin, causing it to crack like a spider web and burst with tiny sparks.

A direct hit—the heart seared by Holy Fire. The giantess's strength immediately began to wane, but she didn't die instantly.

And Aiwass held the Holy Lance in one hand, suspended in the air.

He forcefully stepped on the giantess, using the reactive force to pull out the Holy Lance.

As he plummeted from the sky, the giantess swung her axe viciously at Aiwass, who could not dodge mid-air.

However, Aiwass was neither fearful nor evasive, just tracing a wicked and wild grin across his mouth.

He didn't attempt to block, allowing the giantess to send him flying.

The attack did not harm him at all; instead, it restored him to peak condition.

While being thrown back, he raised the Holy Lance, readying to strike.

—So, as Aiwass was thrown back, he once again became a pure white spectral phantom, swiftly and gracefully attacking the giantess's back of the head from the other side.

She reflexively swung her axe to block and attempted to dodge.

However, the pure white phantom easily evaded the blow, stepping onto her shoulder, nailing the Holy Lance into her right collarbone.

The giantess quickly reached towards Aiwass's head—with her size, Aiwass's head could easily be crushed in one hand. She indeed had the ability to do so.

As Aiwass pulled out the Holy Lance, beneath him, the Shadow Demon formed into a spiraling long spear and pierced the giantess's throat.

Under the protection of the divine power of Supreme Heaven, the Shadow Demon's attack hardly caused any damage.

However, it truly latched onto the giantess.

The Shadow Demon pulled Aiwass along, allowing him to run across the giantess's body with a gravity-defying stance, climbing towards her head in two strides, grabbing her hair.

The Holy Lance, like a steel spike, was lifted high by Aiwass, aimed at the back of the giantess's head.

She couldn't escape the lock of this strike—even if she could shake off Aiwass by tossing her head, he could still attack again using the recoil from the Holy Lance.

This was a killing blow.

"—Arthur!!"

A roar came from the doorway as the Giant Chieftain Yaspavand arrived belatedly: "I should have eaten you long ago!"

He evidently recognized the warrior that Aiwass was impersonating at the moment.

He also recognized the Holy Lance that "Arthur" was holding—

It was the Spear of the Vanguard "Lengominiad."

It belonged to his nephew, the original master of the Holy Temple, the husband of his wife—he had killed Candle Master Castening.

Without a doubt, this lance was capable of killing his wife.

Those blood-engorged eyes that glowed with a dim yellow light fixated on Aiwass, and as he raised the Holy Lance, Aiwass was petrified in an instant.

"Mr. Alistair!"

Barton couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

Seeing this, Lily jumped out from the shadows without any hesitation, launching an attack on Yaspavand—however, the grey lines she emitted from her hands couldn't budge him at all.

Yaspavand didn't even notice someone was pulling him; Lily didn't exist in his eyes.

The giantess also reacted immediately.

She fearfully grabbed Aiwass, who had turned into a stone statue from the back of her head. She was ready to break her own hair to throw him far away.

But at that moment,

The stone shell, strong enough to petrify a dragon instantly, inexplicably cracked apart.

A howling dark storm then emerged from the petrified Aiwass, its impact making the giantess inadvertently release her grip—

—that was Aiwass's Spell Card forged by drawing power from the Shadow Demon, capable of liberating from control, the "Shadow Cloak"!

[Spell: Shadow Cloak (Moon)]

[Requirement: Darkness 1]

[Instant, Non-Contact, Immediate Effect]

[Effect: Repels all targets around you, immediately removes any Seal, Freeze, Burn, Bind, and Petrification states you are suffering from, and enters a completely invisible state for one minute (+30%). When the invisibility granted by this effect is broken, it inflicts a curse on all enemy targets who have visual contact with you, the effect being equivalent to a "Blinding Curse".]

This was equipment personally crafted by Aiwass, naturally, it could be brought into the ascension ritual!

Amidst the roar of the shadow torrent, Aiwass suddenly slipped into the shadows.

And the act of the female giant throwing him out had taken her out of the range of his long spear-

Therefore, just the very next moment.

Blood splattered-

Aiwass, who silently emerged from his invisible state, had already plunged the Holy Lance into one of the eyes of the female giant.

As the holy fire burst inside the brain of the female giant, her head exploded with a bang!

And Yaspavand roared, reaching out to grab Aiwass.

He had just raised his hand, aiming at Aiwass, when.

Aiwass immediately felt an incredibly intense sense of threat.

It was a strong sense of crisis completely different from fighting the female giant—

—But it was already too late.

Because the time for the ritual had come.

Aiwass thus fell from the sky.

He did not even glance at the Giant Chieftain Yaspavand, turning back only to give Barton a radiant smile and raising three fingers, as if reminding him of something.

The next moment, a pure white brilliance lit up before everyone's eyes, including all the participants of the ritual who had already died.

It was the brilliance of a dreamland world that had been temporarily constructed, now collapsing and dissolving.

Before everyone's eyes, a series of continuously changing images appeared:

A monk burning with flames brought his hands together, gradually reabsorbing the flame, and the next moment he was impaled by countless sea urchin-like shadows;

A person with a look of panic kept retreating, the next moment was hung up instantly by shadow threads, and immediately after, his head was severed;

A person with no expression stretched a grey thread between his hands, wound it into thick rope after a few turns, and then strangled a calmly expressionless person waiting for death from behind;

The scene shifted back to that person, who sat quietly on the ground staring into the distance, holding another non-resisting person in his arms, and just snapped the person's neck with a crunch;

A red-faced man loudly reprimanded something, and then his body was impaled by a huge sharp shadow spear that emerged in front of him, sinking into the shadow mire and slowly dissolving;

The man huddled in the corner focused on a large hole in the open copper door, but the Shadow Demon stood silently behind him. The faceless Shadow Demon cracked a terrifying smile, its sinister shadow claws resting lightly on his shoulder, whispering something in his ear, and then a myriad of barbed sharp spikes pierced through his back.

Finally, a young man impaled through the heart by the Shadow Demon, falling powerlessly in mid-air.

He wore a wild smile, raising three fingers and staring into the camera, as if staring at someone behind it.

The scene ended there, freezing on the young man's smiling face.

The whole screen collapsed and turned into a sea of blood, dripping onto the ground.

Unlike the Full Moon ritual, this "highlight reel" had no following scenes of defeating the Giants... only the "death replay" of each person.

And Aiwass returned once again to the sea of blood world where it all began.

No other chairs, only the Knight Gavin in silver armor, holding a golden Holy Sword, watched Aiwass quietly, nodding slightly.

Screen after screen quickly fell before Aiwass's eyes, marking his tally of points:

[Essential Task Completed]

[Unnecessary Killing: Killing other people (Points: 1200)]

[Escaping Crisis: Leaving the storage room one was in (Points: 500)]

[I am the Saint!: Possession of the Holy Lance (Points: 100)]

[Transcender's Nature: Proactively attacking Giants and causing effective damage (Points: 1000)]

[Courage of the Underdog: Using the Holy Lance to kill a giant (Points: 3000)]

[Points total 5800, ranking first]

The next moment, the figure of the Pillar God, Father of Pillar Serpents, whom Aiwass had never seen before, emerged from a distance—

It was a giant snake with purple-red scales, dragon-like.

Its entire body was covered with feathers that changed from light green to deep blue, with a tail endowed with plush, phoenix-like, yet peacock-like magnificent blue-purple feathers, and it had two widely spread wings. The wings were still vividly colored, with two pure golden giant feathers that fell from the tips like a bishop's stole.

—That was the Father of Pillar Serpents, transcending the Path.

It soared in the air and gently dropped a blue-purple feather.

It burst in front of Aiwass, turning into blue-purple smoke and was inhaled by Aiwass.

Aiwass heard three heavy humming sounds before his eyes, as three purple glows shone together:

[Challenger's Courage (Purple): You have conquered those deemed unconquerable. In the face of the strong, you shall not falter.]

[Silent Undead (Purple): You have died, and come back to life. You may die again, but you will return in silence.]

[Shadow Avatar (Purple): You are the vessel and the avatar. Shadows are no longer your enemy.]