In my opinion, the most important thing in war was always information.
Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated. Although this was an ancient saying, it had always been a wise saying.
If you didn't even know what abilities or weaknesses your opponent had, even if you fought head-on, victory would only be due to luck.
In most situations, if you fought head-on, you would only end up with a bloody head.
But in this world, everyone had their own path, and powerful individuals had all sorts of strange abilities. It was hard to say who would be countered by who.
Nobody was omnipotent. If someone could be praised as omnipotent, then that person could also be praised as being mediocre in all aspects.
In many situations, exposing one's strengths and weaknesses would be the equivalent of being targeted by the enemy, which would then lead to death.
Nobody was an idiot. Everyone would carefully protect their powerful secrets and weaknesses. But in this aspect, ancient existences were at a disadvantage.
As time passed, countless battles and life-and-death experiences would more or less expose their own abilities and weaknesses. But, being able to surpass the disadvantage of information and continue forward meant that they were strong enough.
But, new powerful individuals could also rely on their advantage in information to progress further. After reaching a certain level, they would naturally be able to make up for some of their weaknesses and become veterans.
Those who were arrogant and wanted the entire world to know how powerful their trump cards were, apart from a few special existences, most wouldn't be able to go far.
"I'm already undefeatable."
Not only was this a forbidden phrase that would bring about misfortune, it was also a practical way of foolishly seeking death.
"Fine, you're undefeatable. What abilities do you have? What specialties? What trump cards? What combat achievements do you have? What are your chances of winning against XX? "
If you didn't respond, how could you say you were undefeatable? If you responded, you would naturally reveal your true abilities.
Although it seemed quite amusing, countless talented individuals did exactly this. They gave themselves impressive titles that matched their own abilities, bragged about their peerless Myth-ranked weapons, and explained their abilities to their opponents in battle … as if they were afraid that their opponents wouldn't know their abilities and would die in agony.
"As long as I don't leave the ground, I have limitless strength."
And then, he was lifted off the ground. Dead.
"Apart from my heel, I'm invulnerable."
And then, he was shot by a poisoned arrow in his heel.
"As long as I still have my scabbard/pearl/God Equipment, I'm undefeatable."
Then it was stolen.
"My dagger is coated with poison … Ah!"
Cough, the last one doesn't count. That's because he died of stupidity.
They wantonly boasted about their talent and strength, completely disregarding others, and then … then they really died.
Even if you managed to survive the crisis this time, the leak of information would only cause your other enemies to prepare more targeted trump cards. Failure after failure would only make your opponent more well-prepared. Unless you had the strength to crush them all, there would be a day when your boat would capsize.
That was why I always tried to hide myself behind the scenes. Even if someone forced me to use my trump card, I would immediately prepare the next one. I wouldn't enter the battlefield until I was completely unprepared and confident. This was the path of undying that I had learned through repeated deaths.
Cavendish wasn't someone who would be overly cautious. However, he wasn't an idiot either. As a Chaos Main God who had grown the fastest over the past several hundred years, he would definitely be able to ensure that his information wouldn't be leaked — at least for the Demon Main Gods — as long as he made sure to make sure that every time he made a move, he would be able to ensure that no information about him was leaked.
Actually, that was exactly what he did. There was no specific information about him in the Chaos Abyss at all.
Ever since I came into contact with him again, both of us had been carefully testing each other's information. Unfortunately, there was no opportunity for him to use his full strength. Much of my information had been leaked, but he had never leaked anything.
Not to mention trump cards, I didn't even know what his basic abilities and characteristics were.
The only thing I knew was that he definitely had the Chaos domain of a Demon Lord, and that his hero's heart, which allowed him to become stronger as long as his will was resolute, must have evolved to an even more ridiculous level.
"That's not enough. That's far from enough."
As a Main God, it was likely that only a Main God would be forced to use their trump cards. However, a Main God who had fought against Carlos … Poor Anslo. I wished him well in heaven.
But this time, Cavendish had obviously miscalculated. Not only was Amelia at the so-called Main God level, she was also undying. Since Cavendish was able to force Amelia to the point of self-destructing her clones, he must have used his strongest trump cards.
"Just what are Cavendish's abilities?"
I had originally thought that Amelia would take this opportunity to make things difficult for me. After all, my question had been slightly overboard.
Not only had Cavendish's information been leaked during the battle, anyone who knew about the battle would naturally have information about Amelia as well. And, Amelia's information had probably been hidden even more thoroughly than Cavendish's.
But the end result was that she had held my hand and directly transmitted a memory to me. This was a complete leak.
I didn't even have time to sigh as I was astonished by what she had revealed.
"This, this is completely cheating!"
Amelia, however, maintained her calm smile.
"Actually, you're right. At this level, everyone is cheating. Did you not cheat?"
Me? Of course I didn't …
However, Amelia pointed behind me, causing me to instantly shut up. Fine then, I had cheated as well. In this day and age, if everyone was using cheats, there wouldn't even be enough to beat a dog that wasn't cheating.
I could faintly sense that perhaps the reason why so-called Main God level existences were so ridiculously powerful was because they had surpassed the limits of the Creator Goddesses in certain areas, allowing them to play around with the natural laws of the world as they pleased.
In that case, the powerful Gods who relied on the natural laws of the world to become powerful would naturally be easily crushed by them.
"Is there any place to complain about a game master who has the authority to beat up a player who spends money on a game? Are the game masters all pigs? "
[… If you don't want to be a dog of authority, you can actually tell me. Do you prefer to be an African player or an Australian player?]
I could understand the allusion to being an African player, but what did an Australian player mean?
[Isn't Africa rich in kangaroos and lobsters? I feel like there's a type of bloodline that's really suitable for you. Lobsters and mice. Would you like to try out the life of a new species? Perhaps, a jumping boxing lobster?]
Although my System's tone was surprisingly gentle, for some reason, I felt a chill run down my spine. I imagined that abnormal creature in my mind, and decided that from today onwards, I would talk less and do more …
Indeed, I was in a good mood right now. Although Cavendish's power gave me quite a bit of pressure, it was still better than being completely unknown.
Now that I had finished my business, it was time for me to rest.
In this sea of flowers, I drank tea that smelled like flower petals, enjoyed the scenery around me, and had cuties playing with me. It was a rare feeling of comfort and relaxation.
"Admit it. You're just worried that you'll run away after finishing your business and make Amelia angry."
"… Silly cat, why do you have to tell the truth? You're just asking for it. Amelia, one of the silly cat's clones managed to sneak in. She's under that walnut tree over there. "
Yep, I should add that there was also the farce of a plant eating a cat. It was so delightful.
I passed time until it was almost dark … Why did it feel like less than 24 hours had passed? Amelia, did you adjust the sun in this world again?
"No, I adjusted the time."
Alright then, go ahead and read my mind. I knew that you were a powerful existence, so I definitely wouldn't be scared away by you … It definitely wasn't because I couldn't run away.
The sun refused to set. We ate four afternoon teas, two lunches, two dinners, and two breakfasts. We took four afternoon naps, and played with the Seven Virtues to our heart's content. Finally, I got up and said goodbye while my mouth was filled with the fragrance of flowers.
I was about to get up and leave, but Amelia said one last thing.
"If you want to stop Cavendish, please hurry up. There aren't many sisters left. This time, Cynthia will be the strongest in all of history. "
I paused in surprise for a moment upon hearing this, but then I silently nodded.
Creating Cynthia from Chaos didn't require all the Chaos Girls. However, in order to achieve Cavendish's goal, the Chaos Girl would need to be stronger than the previous "Cynthia".
For some reason, I suddenly thought of Eliza. Would she be able to fight against Cavendish by herself?
"If Cavendish really dares to kill Eliza …"
A nameless fire was burning in my chest. It would seem that I didn't have much time left.
"I was worried that you'd say you wanted to kill his entire family."
"Idiot. I'm the only one left in his family."
At this moment, I suddenly paused. From a certain standpoint, Cavendish was indeed a super difficult opponent to deal with.
Not to mention having to worry about his family, he couldn't even find a single person that he cared about. It could be said that he had everything, but it could also be said that he had nothing at all. In the past, I had been able to scheme against Rose, Anslo, and Ömdiroken only because they still cared about me. And as long as they cared about me, they would naturally have weaknesses. Cavendish …
"Pay attention to your image. Why are you always trying to take advantage of others' weaknesses to threaten them? Why are you becoming more and more like the antagonist?"
"Image? Winning just because I have a good image? Winning just because I'm righteous? As long as I lose, everything will be gone. Let us win first, then we can talk about whether my methods are righteous or not. Right, do you think that if I go and kidnap that Devil Queen, will he care about me? "
"He won't. He's so sentimental that he'll actually become quite heartless in his bones. "
"Sigh, I think so as well."
The silly cat fell silent.
"… Actually, perhaps there's someone that he cares about."
"Who?"
"His older brother."
This time, it was my turn to be rendered speechless. Was I supposed to hold a knife to my own neck and say "I'll kill myself if you don't surrender?"
That would be far too different from the norm. This was the Mad Lich from a magical fantasy world, not some 8 pm Korean drama, right?
Besides, if I really did such a thing, Cavendish probably wouldn't just surrender. He would probably laugh his head off.
"Stop with the nonsense. Let's first think about how to deal with Cavendish's bug-like ability. Everyone's cheating these days."
"Actually, compared to that bug-like guy, I'm much more interested in lobster mice and jumping shrimp …"
"… I think I should go find Amelia and buy a cat trap."
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