"Now that the outcome has been decided, I wonder if you two can spare some time to answer a few of my questions?" Feng Bujue asked in a relaxed tone.
"What do you mean by that confident tone of yours?" Dianli King replied with displeasure.
"Haha … It means that victory is already within my grasp." Feng Bujue shrugged and replied with a smile.
Since this answer sounded like nonsense, he immediately added, "At this moment, you no longer have the energy to interfere with the actions of my five companions. Once they complete the main mission, I can join the battle. Under the combined attack of me and Brother Zun, you will definitely lose. " He paused for a moment before continuing, "If you want to prevent that from happening, there's only one way, and that is to defeat Brother Zun before my teammates complete their mission. But you know very well that … that's absolutely impossible. You might not be able to do that even if you were given a few hours, much less a few minutes. "
"Oh? You can see that? "The Count of Script replied with a smile as he dodged an elbow strike from the other.
"What's so difficult about that? I merely observed and analyzed the combat style and data strength of the two of you. " Feng Bujue replied calmly. "Since the three of us can see the Sequence of Truth, I'll be frank … Dianli King, I don't know how strong your original body is, but your current ability … is only slightly stronger than Brother Zun's."
"Humph … That's because the host has limited my power," Dianli King replied darkly. "If I can use my full power … the two of you won't even last ten seconds against me …"
"Stop bullsh * tting." Feng Bujue cut him off. "Brother Zun is not in his best condition, is he?" He chuckled. "Taking a step back, if what you said is true, why would you play this' brain invasion 'and' body takeover 'trick? Can't you just defeat Brother Zun directly? "
"Tsk …" When Dianli King heard that he had been exposed, he could only grit his teeth and continue to attack.
However, the Count of Script, who had decided to focus on defense and delaying, was not so easily defeated. Brother Jue's earlier words seemed to be a challenge, but they were actually hinting at what strategy he should use.
At this point, it was just as Feng Bujue had said — the outcome had been decided.
"Oh, right." After a minute, Feng Bujue suddenly thought of something and said, "I have a suggestion, why don't you listen to it …"
"Another conspiracy …" This was the Count of Script's first reaction.
"King Dianli, in front of an inevitable result, your struggle is meaningless. How about this …" Feng Bujue continued, "You two stop fighting for the time being. Let's discuss a deal …"
When that was said, King Dianli's expression changed. He, who was already in a desperate situation, was overjoyed like he had seen his savior.
"Are you kidding me?" the Count of Script scolded. "I've already won, why should I negotiate with him?"
"Have you misunderstood something?" A wicked smile appeared on Feng Bujue's face. "Between you and it, the winner is in my hands." He adjusted his collar and titled his head to the side. "I can help you, so naturally, I can help it as well."
"You …" At that moment, the Count of Script felt a chill seep out from his bones. He realized … the person who had control of the situation was Feng Bujue.
"King Dianli, continuing the fight will only be a waste of everyone's time." Brother Jue turned to King Dianli. "Only by trading with us will you have a chance."
Then, he paused for half a second before turning to the Count of Script. "Brother Jue, this situation is a classic 'Three Kingdoms relationship'. I am the ruler, you are the loyal subject, and it is the traitor. To sum it up … if I die, you die; if I help you, you win; if I help it, you still die, but I will be fine. So … I hope you will listen to my suggestion. "
"Ha …" Brother Jue chuckled bitterly. "Looks like I have no other choice."
"Then let's stop …" Seeing that the other had agreed, King Dianli stopped his attack and retreated several meters.
"That's right." Feng Bujue continued. "We're all cultured people. Let's talk peacefully and try to solve the problem … That's the way to go."
"What kind of plan do you have? Tell me," King Dianli said with annoyance.
"Before I tell you my plan …" Feng Bujue said slowly, "You'd better tell me first …"
"Alright, I know what you want to ask." King Dianli cut him off. "Humph … You asked the right person (god). No one is more qualified than me to answer this question," it said quickly, "Unknowable Yin is the third eye of the War Demon."
"Oh …" Feng Bujue answered calmly and continued, "Actually … that's not what I wanted to ask you. I just wanted to know, who are you? What do you do? How did you get into Brother Jue's mind? Wait … That's how we set the terms of the deal. " He shrugged. "Of course, I'll have to ask about the real identity of the item sooner or later … It's good that you can tell me now."
"You …" When King Dianli heard this, his face was red from anger because he felt like he had been tricked by his Brother Jue again.
"Haha … Don't be angry." The Count of Script came to mediate. "You're the one who spoke before he finished his question." He waved his hand. "At times like this … you need to take a deep breath and calm down …"
"Can I f * cking breathe?" "Can't you see that my host body is a Dead Spirit creature?" Dianli Wang cursed gloomily.
"Oh … Zongzi." Feng Bujue scratched his chin.
"What kind of slang is that?" King Dianli widened his eyes and looked at his Brother Jue with confusion.
"Don't mind the details …" Feng Bujue replied with a smile and brought the topic back on track. "In any case, you have to tell me about yourself first so that we can come up with a plan that all three parties can accept, right?"
"I'm an ancient god, King Dianli. Don't you already know that?" King Dianli calmed down and replied in a gentler tone. Actually, when he was angry, there was nothing to be afraid of. After all, it was a child's voice.
"What else?" Feng Bujue asked, "Why did Brother Jue say that both of you are 'watchers', and why did he say that you've betrayed your mission?"
"Mission? Ha! Hahaha … "King Dianli guffawed, but the laughter was filled with sadness." Do you know what I've been guarding? You ignorant human … "
"Let me guess …" Feng Bujue combined what the man had said and came up with a hypothesis. "War demon?"
"Then, do you know what that word means?" King Dianli asked.
"I'm all ears." Feng Bujue raised his right hand politely and signaled for the man to continue.
"In the 'last epoch', there was no such thing as the Four Pillar Gods, and there was no Count of Script before us. There was no traveler or Anomaly from another world …" King Dianli replied. "It was a pure world of black and white …" There was a flash of nostalgia in his eyes. "In the whole universe, there were only two supreme existences that were far more powerful than other life forms …"
"That is … the 'Supervising God' that represents light and order, and the 'War Demon' that represents darkness and chaos," the Count of Script continued.
"You sure know a lot …" King Dianli glanced at his brother.
"Of the 'knowledge' that I've been guarding, part of it is records about the 'ancient era'," the Count of Script said. "Your name … is among them."
"Then why don't you explain it to me?" King Dianli said. "If there's anything that's not accurate, I'll fill in the gaps."
"Sure," the Count of Script replied and then turned to Feng Bujue. "In the ancient era, the Supervising God and the War Demon were like the Yin and Yang of the Tai Chi, maintaining the balance of the whole universe. As time passed, as the universe expanded, they naturally needed subordinates to help them manage it. Thus, they each used their own power to create some life forms, which later became … the 'God Race' and the 'Demon Race'. "
At this point, the Count of Script pointed at King Dianli. "King Dianli was a survivor of the Celestials. In the ancient books, he was known as the Ancient Demon Guardian. "
"Wait …" Even Feng Bujue heard the problem. "Why would a Celestial be known as a demon?"
"Because I betrayed my own race." King Dianli answered the question himself.
"Oh? What's going on? " Feng Bujue scratched his chin. "Hmm … Let me guess … This must be related to a certain girl. It's because the girls of the Demon Race are more upright …"
"I didn't say I sided with the Demon Race." King Dianli immediately overturned Brother Jue's assumption and said darkly, "I only raised some objections to the way my race did things, and I was put on trial. But I didn't just sit there and wait. I killed the executioner and escaped from the Celestial Race's territory … Since then, my people have called me a demon. As time passed … even the Demon Race saw me as a demon. "
"I see …" Feng Bujue nodded. "Can I ask … what is this' objection 'that you mentioned?"
"I forgot," King Dianli replied without hesitation.
"Huh?" Even Feng Bujue suspected that he had heard wrong.
"There's nothing strange about it. It's been so long, who would remember that kind of thing?" King Dianli replied. "It's like you committed a crime and were sentenced to a few thousand years in prison. When you're released … the most you can remember is the crime. How could you remember the details of the case? "
"Okay … I understand," Feng Bujue continued. "What about your 'crime'?"
"Raising an 'objection' is a crime in itself. The content of the objection is not important," King Dianli replied. "The so-called 'order' of the Celestial Race is the strangulation of all free will. They use a meticulous and unchanging system to manage everything under their rule. " He explained, "For example … the Celestial Race is like a group of people who control a large amount of water during a drought. Even if others die of thirst in front of them, they won't share a drop of water because that's the 'rule.' They don't have a drop of blood on their hands, but they're dirtier and more efficient than any executioner. Furthermore, they believe that what they're doing is right and noble. At least, they're much smarter than those liberals who preach humanity. "
"I get it now," Feng Bujue replied. "From what you've said, I think you should join the great Communism …"
"That kind of thing doesn't matter." King Dianli interrupted his Brother Jue. "Don't stray from the topic."
"Yes, I'm only halfway through …" The Count of Script added. He paused and continued, "After many years, a tragedy suddenly arrived. No one knows why. Perhaps … due to the sudden interest of a creature from a higher dimension, our world welcomed the end of the world … "
"Humph … Then it has to be Woody's doing …" Feng Bujue mumbled. At this point, he had basically confirmed that … the so-called 'primeval age' was the 'destroyed, original version of Thriller Paradise' that ZERO mentioned.
"After the tragedy, our universe was reborn." The Count of Script continued. "The Four Pillars of Divinity were the first four creatures to be born in the new universe. After them, I and other higher existences appeared …" He raised his head and looked at the ceiling. "I don't know who my creator is, but I know that when I was born, I had unlimited knowledge and an indelible sense of purpose. My 'mission' was to guard the 'knowledge' inside the Detective Club until I, or this universe, was destroyed again. "
The Count of Script paced around and lowered his head to look at Brother Jue. "If … I'm the guardian of 'knowledge', then King Dianli is the guardian of 'power'." He tossed the latter a complicated gaze. "According to the records, just before the primeval age was destroyed, the Supervisor God challenged the War Demon … In the end, he used all his divine power to seal the War Demon into the Door to the Void. He used a special life form that had both god and demon as the hub of the seal. From then on, that life form was known as the 'Primeval Guardian Demon'. "
"Ha … I'm afraid the Supervisor God would never have imagined that his action would allow the War Demon to survive." King Dianli scoffed. "But due to the exhaustion of his divine power, he died in the tragedy not long after."
"Then … I'll let you explain how you sneaked into my mind." The Count of Script looked at King Dianli, and his tone changed.
"Isn't it obvious …" At this time, Dianli King had already put on a fearless look. "I relied on the Demonic Qi that seeped out from the Door to the Void to accumulate my strength. After a long time, I finally escaped." He paused for a moment before continuing, "The seal of the Overseer God is indeed impressive. It's almost impossible to break it with external forces. Fortunately, I'm part of the seal, and I've obtained a huge amount of power from the War Demon over the years, so …"
"Wait a minute …" Feng Bujue reached out a hand and put on a calm face. "Based on what you're saying, now that the seal has been broken, then … the War Demon …"
"No, not yet," the Count of Script said. "That seal won't be broken so easily. Even if the Guardian Demon has left, there's a way to fix it. " He pointed at King Dianli. "As long as we can capture it before the seal collapses, we can recover."
"Stop dreaming! Even if I die … I won't go back! " At this moment, Dianli King's eyes were filled with panic and madness. "All these years … it's not only demonic aura that has seeped out from the Door to the Void …" At this point, countless horrifying experiences flashed through his mind. "There's also … 'Void'."
"What's that?" Feng Bujue asked casually.
"It's hard to explain with words," the Count of Script replied. "You can see it as a kind of material that has substance, or you can see it as a kind of intangible 'power'. In fact … it's just a 'concept'."
"With your human mental power, once you come into contact with Nothingness, your consciousness will crumble," King Dianli added. "Even for me … after coming into contact with a small amount of Nothingness that leaked out from the door, I was in so much pain that I wished I was dead. That scary feeling … I'll never forget it … "
"Oh … I think I know what you're talking about." "Basically, it's the kind of feeling … where you lose all your five senses like you're trapped in an eternal darkness, something that makes you question your own existence, right?" He shrugged. "When I was inside the Door to the Void, I experienced that as well. It was quite uncomfortable."
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