At that very moment, a choice that had never appeared before emerged. A humanoid figure radiating blue-silver light floated before Charles Carter, slowly rotating, while a thick white line shuttled through the figure’s body.

“As the conduit for the faith of one hundred and seventy-two people and Alaya Consciousness, the host’s battle energy has broken through its bottleneck and reached a new realm.”

“Gained Pan-Plane Legend Points—1 / This World Legend Points—30”

“Pan-Plane Identity Constructed—a somewhat renowned demon hunter, a mysterious knight of the Church traveling abroad.”

“This World Identity—a knight who, according to legend, slew a witch and sacrificed himself; stern and unsmiling, he triggered a miracle before death and left behind a holy relic—the Holy Sword Dawn!”

“Holy Sword Dawn? What… Wait, where’s my sword!!!”

Upon seeing this line, Charles Carter suddenly realized that the longsword in his hand had vanished without him noticing, and he hadn’t sensed it at all. His expression instantly turned extremely grim—

For someone who had braved life and death, his weapon was no less than a brother to him!

He didn’t mind helping Alaya Consciousness with some minor troubles, but if it came at the cost of his weapon, then… it was absolutely unacceptable!

Clenching his fists, a murderous aura appeared between the demon hunter’s brows.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~

Just then, a familiar sword hum sounded, making Charles Carter pause for a moment. The next instant, a silver longsword appeared out of thin air before him, humming softly.

“Alaya Consciousness borrowed the host’s longsword as a medium for faith reception and correction, then replaced it with a replica.”

“Even so, this sword, having received immense faith and been transformed by Alaya Consciousness, has already begun to possess the qualities of a holy sword…”

The system’s mechanical voice sounded at just the right moment.

Spreading his fingers, he gripped the longsword in his hand. The familiar sensation made Charles Carter’s tense expression relax. With his left hand, he traced lightly along the sword’s spine, and a silver radiance appeared on the blade. Azure subtitles rose beside the sword—

“Holy Sword—Dawn!”

“An ordinary knight’s longsword that has received devout faith and the transformation of Alaya Consciousness, now completely reborn.”

“Holy Sword Attribute—Indestructible! (This sword can never be broken by any other weapon!)”

“Holy Sword Attribute—Dawn! (The sword light symbolizes hope. When sword techniques are performed at dawn, a ray of dawn’s light can be drawn into the blade, transforming into sword energy!)”

“Holy Sword Attribute—Sanctity! (Deals massive damage to enemies of darkness and corruption!)”

“Holy Sword Attribute—Stigmata! (Usually engraved on the back of the hand in the form of the Dawn Stigmata, accelerating the flow of battle energy.)”

“Holy Sword Master—Charles Carter!”

“Host has completed this patrol. Remaining time—five days. Would you like to return immediately?”

“Not returning.” Playing with the newly transformed longsword in his hand, Charles Carter answered casually—though his injuries weren’t as severe as Charlie Carter and the others believed, he was by no means unscathed.

If not for the fact that even time was temporarily frozen in this void-filled world, Charles Carter’s injuries would have been enough to make him lose consciousness in an instant—returning in such a state would almost certainly attract the attention of the Church.

And what Charles Carter hated most was trouble.

“Host chooses not to return… Beep! Beep! Extraplanar spatial energy invasion, host please be careful! Beep! Extraplanar spatial energy invasion, host please stay safe!”

A series of intense red subtitles flashed before Charles Carter’s eyes like a waterfall, and then, an even more terrifying crimson pierced through the red text.

Enormous eyes, their crimson glow flickering with madness and an indescribable evil aura.

“It’s you…”

A deep male voice exploded in Charles Carter’s mind. Just the sound alone made Charles Carter’s face turn pale, the corners of his eyes split, and thin streams of blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices.

Even more urgent mechanical voices blared frantically in Charles Carter’s ears.

“Detecting planar invader’s aura…”

“Chaos, evil… hell…”

“Beep, invader’s power has reached Demon God level, far surpassing the host’s current strength…”

“System initiating self-preservation mode.”

“Forced teleportation initiated!”

Silvery-gray light rapidly wove itself behind Charles Carter. The eyes opposite seemed to sense something, revealing a hint of mockery.

Crimson light shot fiercely from the eyes. At the same time, the aura of Alaya Consciousness flashed by, causing the crimson glow to pause slightly. In that brief moment, the teleportation array behind Charles Carter was instantly completed.

“Teleportation… activate!!!”

The silvery-gray light flared, and Charles Carter felt a slight sense of relief—

The power of space was not so easily broken.

Even if the opponent’s true strength had reached the level of a Demon God, there was no doubt that what appeared here was merely a projection.