The cloth wrapped around his eyes, but the blood continued to seep down. His senses were completely sealed, but there was a world of black and white.
Black was death, white was life, black was evil, white was good.
However, I could sense that these were just colors that had been casually smeared by a brush. The borders were blurry, and the colors were faintly faintly fading away. It was as if I could easily change it with a single swipe of my hand, changing life and death, reversing good and evil, and then I would …
"Then you'll die. You'll die because you asked for it."
The silly cat's retorts were still as exasperating as ever. Still, she wasn't wrong. If I really changed the definition of life and death as I pleased, that would be no different from forcefully taking over the Creator Goddess' authority. I would likely self-destruct on the spot the very next second.
The Stare of the Hell God was far too dangerous, no matter if it was to my opponents or to myself. This wasn't an ability that mortals should be able to control. At the very least, before becoming a SemiGod, using it every time would be equivalent to going berserk. Using it so casually would be equivalent to suicide.
And the first time this trump card appeared, the opponent was already not simple.
The Devil Lords stood at the apex of all devils. Every single one of them was incredibly difficult to deal with. They were famed experts in all dimensions, and ordinary human SemiGods would be completely helpless before them.
Even though I had the advantage of suppressing his abilities, I wouldn't be able to fight him head-on before I completed my first Myth-ranked weapon. That was why I could only use this trump card that I hadn't fully mastered yet.
With such a powerful opponent as his target, the Nether God's eyes were overloaded and out of control from the very beginning. If the battle had continued for a while longer, his eyeballs would probably have exploded.
Any type of supernatural interference would depend on the user's basic energy level. The absolute difference in magic power meant that it would be impossible for me to kill Lasnina just by relying on my species' natural talents. It would be impossible for an ox cart to pull a train. In the end, the ox cart would overload and become useless.
Fortunately, Lasnina had been scared off like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. Once she calmed down, she would probably be even more difficult to deal with.
But now, the inhuman pain in my eyes reminded me of the price of victory. Not only would I be unable to use my Stare of the Hell God until I completely recovered, but I would also have to experience living as a blind person.
The surroundings were eerily silent. I couldn't move around as I pleased, so I was bored.
Suddenly, I had a thought that I had been accumulating for a long time. Perhaps, this was my chance …
He covered his eyes and bared his upper body. He stretched out his wings and lowered his head to reveal an ice crystal skeleton. He hugged the skeleton with one hand and stroked a small yellow flower with the other. Then, he turned his head around …
"I've been imprisoned for ten thousand years and expelled from my hometown. Now, you actually dare to trespass into my territory. You're courting death, death! "
Yes, since he was blind, he naturally had to take the opportunity to cosplay as Brother Egg!
[… He seems to be even more unfortunate than you.]
The system's retort made me feel helpless. Was it really that easy to guess?
In the next instant, a mask with eight eyes appeared on his face. He was Blind, who wielded a sword with both hands.
"Your sword is my sword, and my sword is still my sword."
[That's a typo, right? Also, that guy isn't blind!]
This level of difficulty was far too low. I thought for a moment before putting on a cloak and a transparent ice mirror, revealing an appearance of contemplating life.
"If it's for eternal justice, I'm willing to bear all the infamy and eternal crimes."
[That's a villain, right? If you're cosplaying Grim Reaper, you should at least wear a captain's coat, right?]
And so, I wrote the word "Mind's Eye" on a piece of cloth as I held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other.
[… Still a villain, still an unpopular joke that reveals his age.]
Alright then, the next instant, I put on a red archmage robe and held a magic staff as I revealed a sunny smile.
[Even more revealing of his age, but he's still a villain, and at the level of a final boss. Are there no good people among blind people?]
I did my best to think and came up with a blind ninja A, a blind ninja B, a blind samurai A, a half-blind samurai B … a samurai pretending to be blind E. Finally, I thought of a righteous blind person from an old anime that revealed his age, and immediately started taking off his clothes …
[Why are you taking off your clothes? Are you an exhibitionist?]
"Tsk, if he doesn't take off his clothes, how is he going to cosplay as that cockroach whose clothes will be ripped off the moment the fight starts? By the way, isn't he always ripping off his clothes to show off the master-level tattoo on his back?"
After thinking about it for a while, I came up with a rather useless rule:
If a blind person appeared in an anime, the majority of them would be male villains. The number of blind people who appeared as the main character could be counted on one hand, and most of them would be sword-wielding samurai … Why would a blind person choose a melee job class? Weren't they afraid that they wouldn't be able to see the blade of a sword and cut themselves?
"Since I have such a rare opportunity, perhaps I should change my appearance as well. I think there's a one-eyed blind samurai who looks really cool. Why don't I try? But … by the way, Harloys, forget about holding a sword in each hand, isn't he afraid that his mouth will be covered in blood if he has another sword in his mouth? Right, how is he able to speak while biting a sword in his mouth without leaking air? "
"Don't ask me, you're so stupid. If you dare to make such an appearance, don't blame me for pretending that I don't know you. "
The silly cat yawned lazily. After such a difficult battle, she was rather fatigued.
During the battle, I had extracted a large amount of mana from her in order to regenerate my armor. She had basically become my mana pool.
Fortunately, I had two times the mana pool at the beginning of Myth rank. Otherwise, my dragon armor would have been shattered long ago. And even if my defense hadn't been broken, I was still in pain all over, with wounds all over my body.
"Even with my armor, my magic sword's attacks aren't that easy to deal with …"
I was making fun of Harloys out of boredom, but I was actually finding joy in her pain. The Holy Light was currently healing her own wounds. And, this place that we were currently in wasn't a safe place at all.
This was a holy temple filled with white-robed snake-headed servants. The murals and sculptures on the walls all had the same theme — praising the venerated Snake God Voka.
Only after we defeated the devils' ambush did we have the energy to deal with Snake God Voka, who had been watching us all this time. Actually, I was already quite glad that he hadn't done anything yet … or, more accurately speaking, I found it inconceivable.
But, what was even more astonishing was that not only did he not show any hostility, he even invited us to his temple as guests. He even offered to provide us with assistance and teleportation portals.
Chaos and the Chaos Abyss shared the same rule. It would already be a great favor if the Chaos Abyss didn't take advantage of your predicament.
I was rather unable to see through Snake God Voka's intentions. From start to finish, he hadn't shown any hostility at all. In fact, now that I thought about it, it was his appearance that reminded us that we were being targeted.
Although it sounded ridiculous, Voka had indeed used his actions to show the Chaos Abyss the rare and precious "kindness". In that case, it was only natural that I would listen to what he wanted to say.
Alright then, to be honest, since Voka had invited us, considering the difference in power levels between us … Yep, the worst case scenario would be that we would simply run away, so there was no foundational difference. So, we "gladly" accepted his invitation.
Since Voka had moved us to his temple, he was also kind enough to give us time and space to take care of the injured. That was why we had the free time to do all this.
Meanwhile, Little Red had already begun eating and drinking to her heart's content. The leftover meat and bones had piled up into a small mountain. The snake-person servant who had been serving her food was already half-dead tired.
For Dragons, it wouldn't be a problem for them to replenish their energy as long as they had enough food and sleep.
Although Little Red had always had the advantage in battle, she had actually used up a lot of energy when fighting against the Bloodwar General. Not only did she have to use a fighting style that she wasn't skilled at, she also had to constantly be on high alert.
She had been "kiting" quite elegantly, but she didn't have the killing power to end the battle. She was constantly on high alert, and if Salor managed to get close to her just once, there wouldn't be a second time.
It would probably be quite tiring and frustrating for her to use a fighting style that she wasn't skilled at for an extended period of time.
The foundational difference between Little Red and other Dragons was that she didn't have the so-called dignity of dragons. She was quite skilled at learning other species' specialties and advantages.
If it were any other dragon, they wouldn't have learned all those random tricks. Instead, they would have used the powerful physical bodies that dragons were most proficient in to fight against Salor … Everyone knew that fighting against Salor, who was capable of controlling the quality of matter, would be no different from suicide!
"Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol! Just meat alone won't be enough! I need to replenish my mana! "
So alcohol could replenish mana as well? This was the first time I'd heard about this … What a joke! An archmage's number one priority was to ban alcohol! Alcohol would make one's head hot, which would be the equivalent of making one's mana go out of control.
I shook my head. Since Little Red was interested in alcohol, there was no point in saying anything else. If I got too close to her, I would be forced to drink alcohol. It would be terrible if a banquet really happened. As an injured person, I would need to ban alcohol for a while.
The Light of Salvation, which healed and dispelled everything on my body, kept circling around me. I felt a cooling sensation coming from all the thousands of wounds on my body. However, it would still take some time to dispel the curse that had seeped into my flesh and blood.
The foundational difference in mana made me, the victor, have to taste the pain of the loser.
"I'm sorry, there's no alcohol in this palace. Our king is …"
I paused mid-sentence in surprise as a handsome white-robed youth walked into the palace. His black hair reached all the way to his waist. Judging from his mana, he was definitely Snake God Voka.
Even though Snake God Voka was still in his half-snake form when facing off against the Devil Lord, he chose to transform into his human form when meeting with us. This was a sign of good will towards us, as well as a sign of how much importance he placed on what he was about to discuss with us.
A single statement or small action could represent many things. Many thoughts flashed through my mind, but I rejected all of them. Finally, an inconceivable possibility appeared on the table.
"Although it sounds ridiculous, this is the only possibility after all the impossibilities are eliminated. In that case, he really did find the right person to talk to me."
I couldn't help but reveal a brilliant smile as I thought about how Voka had a favor to ask of me. If it really was as I thought, perhaps I would be able to make a good deal out of him … and have a friendly chat.
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