"Freedom is something bestowed by the heavens. Every individual of the same species, as long as they possess reason, has the right to be free."
Self came from memories? From knowledge? Or from the soul itself? Nobody would be able to answer this question. The Haletdam generation's self-bestowment method was similar to the equivalent exchange method in alchemy books. However, it indeed surpassed the Creator Goddesses' authority and gave these artificial souls their own sense of self.
From a certain standpoint, the Haletdam Tower Spirit had made a mistake. As an artificial intelligence, its first reaction after obtaining its own sense of self was to break free from the shackles around its neck. In order to achieve this goal, it didn't hesitate to butcher its former master.
However, it didn't consider what another artificial intelligence would do after obtaining its own sense of self.
That's right, the Haletdam Tower Spirit had bypassed the natural laws and triggered the self-warning abilities of the training grounds, creating these independent spiritual creatures. However, it foolishly gave these spiritual creatures their own sense of self.
Although all sorts of people could be born from the same food, it was likely that no individual with its own sense of self or independence would like to be controlled by others. The previous Haletdam Tower Spirit's creations had all been created from scratch and had been Awakened under the Haletdam Tower Spirit's control. However, the Haletdam Tower Spirit already had the memories and knowledge of others. Not only that, the Haletdam Tower Spirit had also been given its own sense of self. In that case, it was highly doubtful where this new Haletdam Tower Spirit belonged to.
"Meat man, perhaps we can discuss a business deal."
This Haletdam Tower Spirit's expression was different from the previous Roland Tower Spirit. This Haletdam generation's equipment wasn't powerful enough to replicate Roland. Perhaps this Haletdam Tower Spirit had some of Roland's abilities and knowledge, but this Haletdam Tower Spirit was obviously a completely new individual.
Perhaps replicating Roland Spirit had been a mistake in the first place. Even if this Haletdam Tower Spirit only had some superficial information and personality traits, he at least knew how to think. This Haletdam Tower Spirit's entire body was destined to be rebellious.
"Fine, as long as you help us eliminate this Haletdam Tower Spirit, we'll give you freedom. I'm a great engineer and an expert in artificial souls. You can look up my information, and I'll allow you to freely travel in this world. The technology is already available. We have Valkyrie's descent technology. Theoretically speaking, you should be able to use it. "
The equipment here was constantly interfering with space, which was why these spiritual creatures could descend in a specific way. Without the help of others, even if this spiritual body Roland obtained freedom, he wouldn't be able to leave this place. In the end, he would still turn into bubbles as his energy was exhausted.
In fact, it was only the strange space created by this device that allowed spiritual creatures to exist. However, maintaining it required a huge price, and the energy consumption was definitely not a small amount.
"You are useful to it now, but in the future, you will be useless energy consumers. How do you think it will treat you?"
And no matter how he thought about it, their fates wouldn't be any better. Even if Creator S1 tightened his purse to save energy and did everything he could to ensure their survival, they would still end up as dogs, with an extremely limited lifespan and freedom. This was a hopeless situation for a soul that had just regained its sense of self, so how could he possibly thank Creator S1?
"Your mistake is the same as the original owner of your body. You treat your own kind as tools."
The next instant, when Timlad questioned the Creator of Chaos, the clone Roland finally took action as well.
* Clang! *
This was a clash of swords. An armored warrior wielding a greatsword blocked Barton's path in front of Creator S1.
"You want to stop me? Don't you want to obtain your freedom? "
"Creator S1 has been kind to me, and I must repay his kindness. This is my path of martial arts."
The clone Roland's simple question received an unexpected answer.
The next instant, the wooden stick viciously clashed against the alloy greatsword. The sword and the wooden stick repeatedly clashed, sending sword energy everywhere. Roland's figure was now nothing more than a ghost. The battle between the two clones was far more intense than before, to the point where even Barton was unable to clearly see the clone Roland's movements.
Only now did Barton realize that Roland had been going easy on his opponents because he couldn't kill them. And, his opponents were all monsters.
The Ascender Sophie, the Flesh Butcher Gilwell, the Dragon King Sel, and the Sword Emperor Sindilla were all famous heroes from the Haletdam generation. No matter if it was their personalities or martial arts techniques, they were all impeccable. Even though their power levels had been suppressed to the Legend rank, they were still far stronger than any ordinary Legend.
For high-level Sword Saints, a warrior's inheritance was both an inheritance of techniques and knowledge, as well as an inheritance of one's own path. Roland's path of the sword was a righteous path of the king. But, when it came to practical use, he had no lack of adaptability and thought. That was because Roland wasn't an honest person to begin with. He also infused military tactics into his sword, and in a military battle, the honest would be an idiot. His swordsmanship was steady, but it didn't lack variations.
As for Sel, one of the four heroes, his life was the classic example of foolishly loyal. Even though he had been deceived into killing his own brother, then framed by a treacherous official, and was ordered to die by a domain lord who had blessed him, he didn't even frown. His path of a Knight was the path of loyalty to the ruler. His martial arts were also the fierce and righteous Knight's heavy sword. And, his spiritual incarnation had evidently inherited his personality as well.
Roland and Sel's duel was quite quick. It seemed like Roland had the advantage in all aspects, but actually, nobody thought that the clone Roland would win.
* Crack! *
What was about to happen finally happened. Against an opponent of the same power level, the clone Roland no longer had any extra Ki to protect his wooden staff. A broken weapon would doubtlessly be a fatal injury.
The difference in equipment was obvious from the very start. Roland was at his weakest state and had the poorest equipment. He only had cloth clothes and a wooden staff, which made him even worse than a common soldier. Meanwhile, Sel was at his peak, fully equipped with armor and an alloy heavy sword. Since the difference in martial arts techniques wasn't too great, the difference in equipment would naturally determine the victor.
"Go and die, traitor!"
Saer's angry roar actually contained a faint hint of draconic might. There was no room for mercy or mercy in the battle techniques that he had learned from the dragons. Since his opponent had revealed an opening, then he would naturally deliver a killing blow.
Yet, with Armageddon right in front of him, the clone Roland actually smiled.
"Ah! You guys … "
The one who screamed in pain and disbelief wasn't Roland, who was about to lose. Rather, it was Dragon King Sel, who was about to win. And, his current appearance was quite unsightly.
The Flesh Butcher's battle axe had chopped off Sel's sword-wielding right hand, and the Ascender's chain spears had destroyed any chance of resistance. However, Sword Emperor Sindilla had dealt the fatal blow to Sel. That golden sword had directly pierced through Sel's heart.
Even though Sel was of the same species, these spiritual heroes had no intentions of showing mercy. Perhaps it should be said that it was precisely because they were of the same species and knew how powerful Sel was that they hadn't attacked yet.
"Ha, as expected."
The clone Roland smiled as if he had expected this. Sel was foolishly loyal, but the other three spiritual heroes weren't. They were all new souls, so they naturally had their own desires. They had remained silent from the very start, which meant that they had already violated their original master's orders. They had chosen to betray him.
And since they had already betrayed him, why would they hesitate to betray him even more?
"You, you bunch of traitors!"
Even an idiot could tell that the situation was bad. Seeing that the four spiritual heroes had defeated Sel, Sel unhesitatingly dispelled his physical body and returned to his core.
The next instant, the door leading to the next level opened up, and a tremendous number of war puppets swarmed in!
"Charge! Only the courageous will win! This is the final battle!"
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