“The mastermind… in the shadows?” The soul’s voice wavered, as if lost in thought.
Watching the soul ponder, Bai Yue Ling maintained a confident facade, but the fragrant sweat seeping from her skin had unknowingly soaked the black stockings on her back.
She was merely making reasonable deductions based on the soul’s account. In truth, she wasn’t certain a “mastermind” even existed.
She just needed a hypothetical enemy to shift the souls’ focus from revenge against the entire world to this so-called “mastermind.”
No matter what, taking revenge on the whole world was just too absurd. With so many beautiful, alluring big sisters out there, how could they be buried under the souls’ wrath for no reason?
But the souls of these Fallen Angels were deeply pitiable.
They fought to the death in the God War, only to receive not praise and gratitude but cold accusations and judgment.
Even if they had been tainted by darkness, their crimes didn’t warrant death—they shouldn’t have met such a tragic fate.
Regardless, they were Fallen Angels, her kin. Avenging her kin was only right, but Bai Yue Ling hadn’t yet figured out how to go about it.
Meanwhile, the souls of the Fallen Angels were also contemplating her words.
“It’s all nonsense! Her words are like the stench of blood-soaked white socks the Goddess of Judgment revealed when she kicked off her war boots on the battlefield—long, foul, and reeking!”
“Heh… I think she’s got a point. Even if we succeed in revenge, it won’t erase our pain—it’ll just perpetuate the cycle of hatred.”
“Perpetuate hatred? Just kill the whole world, and it’ll be quiet!”
“What’s the point of mindless slaughter? I’d rather hear genuine gratitude and praise from people than the fleeting thrill of vengeance…”
The soul’s body trembled violently again, roaring one moment, sobbing the next, as if caught in an intense internal struggle.
Eventually, each soul’s expressed thoughts diverged completely, descending into chaos.
“Enough!”
Suddenly, a stern voice rang out, silencing all the other souls.
“We angels were meant to bring light and hope to people, not chaos and destruction,” the soul said gravely.
The souls fell silent for a moment until one cried out, “But we’ve already fallen—we can never go back…”
“So what if we’re Fallen Angels?” the stern soul challenged. “Mindlessly spreading chaos and destruction is something only lowly demons would do. Do we want to be like demons?”
The other souls paused, gradually agreeing with these words.
“Yeah, so what if we’re Fallen Angels? We’re neither angels nor demons—we have our own path as Fallen Angels.”
“I despise those defeated losers. Demons are all brainless fools.”
“Then… let’s do as our kin suggests.”
As the souls’ voices gradually unified, a system prompt finally sounded.
[You have triggered a new task.]
[Task Name: Bury the Fallen]
[Difficulty: Mythic]
[Description: Find the mastermind behind the Fallen Angel incident and avenge the fallen angels.]
[Reward: ???]
[Remarks: The invincible Angel Legion, undefeated by enemies, fell to the schemes of a coward.]
After receiving the task, Bai Yue Ling rubbed her eyes hard to confirm she wasn’t seeing things.
She checked several times—the two bold words were unmistakable.
Mythic.
The highest task difficulty in Destiny World. In her ten playthroughs, Bai Yue Ling had only ever encountered Legendary tasks, and she’d never heard of anyone triggering a Mythic one.
According to the official Destiny World website, Mythic tasks were suited for players above level 80, involving conflicts among the game’s top-tier powerhouses and potentially impacting the entire world’s balance.
And Bai Yue Ling was still just a level 19 little Priest.
At that moment, the soul extended its right hand again.
“Kin, accept our power and investigate the true culprit,” they said firmly, their voices united. “You are our only hope.”
Staring at the soul’s right hand, brimming with near-tangible Dark Fall aura, Bai Yue Ling’s breath hitched slightly. So this is what the system meant.
If she accepted their power, she’d instantly rise to level 80 and be ready to tackle this Mythic task.
But the cost…
“You only need to avenge the true culprit,” the soul said, raising its hand slightly. “No other cost.”
No need to take revenge on the whole world—just a promise to complete the task someday.
Who could resist such temptation?
Bai Yue Ling swallowed hard, her trembling right hand reaching out.
If she accepted, she could dominate big sisters at will, roam Destiny World freely, and escape the shadow of crossed legs.
But…
Bai Yue Ling stared at the soul’s hand, her delicate brows furrowing.
“Your Dark Fall power contains your souls, doesn’t it?”
“Of course,” the soul replied lightly. “Only by absorbing our souls can you wield our power. Otherwise, your current soul is too frail—you’d explode and die.”
Bai Yue Ling fell silent for a moment, then gently pushed the soul’s hand away.
“Then I don’t want it.”
“…Why?” The soul’s tone carried deep confusion.
Bai Yue Ling smiled. “If your souls are absorbed, you’d be completely erased from Destiny World, with no hope of revival.”
“You… want to revive us?” The soul shook its head. “That’s impossible. It would require the agreement of both the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Death.”
“I know the odds are slim, but it’s better to cling to life than die, right? Staying in this world keeps hope alive,” Bai Yue Ling said, blinking. “Besides, didn’t you say you wanted to hear people’s gratitude and praise?”
“That’s true, but…”
“No buts—it’s settled.” Bai Yue Ling nodded firmly, her ample chest swaying. “I can’t do something like absorbing others’ souls. It feels like eating blood-soaked buns—gross.”
“…”
The souls of the Fallen Angels fell silent for a long time before letting out a sigh.
“Alright, we understand.”
The soul stepped back, leaning against the massive nameless tombstone. As wisps of black mist climbed the cold stone, dazzling golden words began to appear one by one.
They were the names of the 99 angels in the Angel Legion.
At the very top, Bai Yue Ling saw Dark Lisa’s name, and in the middle, she spotted the name of the spirit from earlier, Frite.
“Then, as you wish, until you find a way to revive us, we’ll slumber here for a time.”
The soul’s tone was no longer frenzied but soft and gentle.
“Before that, our kin, do you have any other questions?”
“I have two,” Bai Yue Ling raised her hand. “First, can you take back the Dark Fall power that’s been leaking out these past few days? The forest outside is polluted, and people are really upset.”
“We can gather the Dark Fall power, but it was released unconsciously and is hard to reabsorb into our bodies.”
“So you need somewhere else to store it?”
“Exactly. Over time, it’ll dissipate on its own.”
“Then store it in this canyon. It’s spacious enough, and hardly anyone comes here.”
The soul nodded, spreading its arms. Hundreds of streams of black mist surged like a raging storm, flooding toward the soul from all directions.
After a long while, the soul condensed the mist into a massive black orb, filled with near-tangible Dark Fall power.
With a gentle push, the soul sent the orb flying like a qigong wave, compressing it into a pitch-black beam that shot toward the cave opening!
Boom—
Watching the Dark Fall power pour out, Bai Yue Ling sighed in relief. The pollution problem in the Forest of Nature was solved.
She waited quietly for the task completion prompt, but to her surprise, the first notification wasn’t for the task’s completion—it was about Dark Fall.
[NPC “Shi Qianla”’s Dark Fall value has increased by 50%, current Dark Fall value: 80%.]
[Pet “Jelly”’s Dark Fall value has increased by 50%, current Dark Fall value: 51%.]
[You have successfully applied the “Dark Fall” status to target “Sistana.”]
[Current Sistana Dark Fall value: 50%.]
Staring at the flurry of system prompts, Bai Yue Ling froze in place.
“…What?”