This time, it was Roland's turn to be stunned.
The long silence from the other party made him think that his inquiry would be fruitless. He didn't expect the King of Nightmares to explain the origin of the floating island in such great detail. He couldn't react for a moment due to the stark contrast.
"What's with that expression?" Valkries opened her eyes and said angrily, "I did not betray the race, I just agree with Heathtalese's view — the Battle of Divine Will cannot be exchanged for the continuation of the race, continuing it will only make us God's pawns, so … stopping it is the right thing to do."
Uh, that was clearly his idea. Roland subconsciously scratched the back of his head. A thousand years ago, the Transformer was still unable to connect to the Realm of Mind, so how could she know so many details? But no matter how slow he was, he knew that this was the time to go along with the other party's words.
"That's right, you've finally understood this point." He retracted his surprised expression and tried his best to pretend to be generous. He extended his hand and said, "Even though God has already noticed us, I believe that it's not too late —"
Valkries did not respond to his handshake.
"Before that, I want to ask you a question."
"What?"
"If everything is as the Oracle said in the end, how do you plan to deal with the relationship between my race and the humans?"
The Nightmare Lord's expression was extremely solemn. Roland realized that this question would determine everything that would happen next — the fact that she could ask such a crucial question meant that she had indeed begun to consider the possibility of cooperation, as well as the true path for the future of her race. He even had a faint premonition that if the answer was unacceptable to her, she might forcefully leave the Dream World — even if it meant death.
"To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet," Roland replied slowly after a moment of contemplation.
Valkries frowned and said coldly, "So you were just saying it in the beginning. Deep down, you did not believe that I would cooperate with you at all, right?"
"No, I did think about it, but this matter is a little too complicated." He smiled bitterly. This answer was really not up to standard, but he didn't want to come up with something nice first. The other party wasn't a fool, and drawing a picture wasn't his forte. Rather than making a fool out of himself, he might as well tell the truth. "The war between humans and demons has lasted for thousands of years, and this hatred isn't something that can be erased in a short period of time. It's almost impossible to turn reality into a dream. For now, the only method I can think of is to completely separate the two of you and have you leave the human world forever. "
"Where to?"
"This is a problem that we will have to consider in detail in the future. However, the outside world is so big. I guess there must be a place where we can stay."
The two stared at each other for a long time. It was not until the steam from the coffee dissipated that Valkries broke the silence. "If your answer was immediate and comprehensive, it would probably be a trap. But now, I think you really intend to do that."
"Uh … Not having thought about it is a qualified answer?"
"You can think of it that way." The King of Nightmares let out a long sigh. "I admit that this is a one-log bridge over the abyss. Whether it's going forward or down, it's unpredictable. But even if the hope is slim, I have to try — because, in the entire race, I'm the only one who can do this."
Roland noticed that when she said this, she involuntarily clenched her fists.
Obviously, her heart wasn't as determined as her words.
But he also knew that this wasn't an easy decision to make. For most people, falling into the abyss was the norm — when there was no difference in the outcome, giving up was actually a form of relief.
"Don't be too complacent." Valkries glanced at him. "The God who planned the Battle of Divine Will definitely not ignore your actions. If the entire world was created by him, I don't think you have much chance of winning. Therefore, the final outcome is likely to be the complete destruction of both races, and not a single trace will be left. "
"I think so too." Roland said frankly as he extended his hand towards her. "So we are all on the same one-log bridge."
This time, the King of Nightmares slowly extended her right arm and shook his.
"Then, let's quickly resolve the matter with the Deity of Gods." Seeing that they had come to an agreement, Roland picked up the phone and ordered a new Peninsula Coffee for her. He then asked impatiently, "Is there any way to contact Hackzord? It's not a bad idea to get him to transfer the floating island back, or simply let the First Army station there and cooperate with us to head to the Bottomless Land. "
"It's too late." Valkries shook her head.
"What?"
"I previously wanted to let Hackzord enter the Dream World for two reasons. Firstly, I hoped to obtain information from the outside world through him, and secondly, to increase the possibility of persuading him. But I never expected the situation to be worse than I expected. He believed in Ösrook's suggestion, and the Deity of Gods was probably requested by him from the King. The situation has developed to such an extent that it's basically irreversible."
"You mean …"
"Don't tell me you think that just by relying on Sky Lord, you can control the trump card of the race? Once the Deity of Gods reaches the Western Front, it will be impossible to get him to return. Not to mention Hackzord, even I won't be able to convince the King and all the senior lords. " Valkries went straight to the point. "Furthermore, Sky Lord's request to transfer the Deity of Gods must have put him under immense pressure. Even if we try to rope him in, the chances of success are minuscule. In other words, I'm the only one who agrees to cooperate — at least for now. "
"For now?" Roland acutely caught the hidden meaning in her words. "You have other ways to influence Hackzord?"
Valkries did not deny it. "I understand him. It's impossible to get him to stand out and bear all the risks, to defy the King's orders when the road ahead is unclear. But it's not difficult to warn him to avoid danger. Generally speaking, when it comes to its own safety, it's always the most concerned … "
Roland could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth. To put it nicely, it was caution, but to put it bluntly, it was cowardice.
"I will write a letter to get him to stay away from the Deity of Gods. This is the only thing I can do. As long as you can pass the message, he will most likely do as you say. But the impending war is unavoidable. Other than defeating the Deity of Gods, you have no other choice. " Valkries enunciated each word clearly. "Only by shooting him down will Hackzord realize that the Battle of Divine Will will not work, and the chances of me persuading him will increase significantly."
"Therefore, he has to live until the Deity of Gods … is destroyed. That is the basis of our cooperation." She shifted her gaze, preventing Roland from seeing her expression. "If you can't do that, then treat it as though I didn't say anything."
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