$629 Paranoid, Stubborn, and a Fool on the Edge of Madness

In the holy mountain of Harrogath,

Rorschach and Wayne finally found a suitable place,

Two people can sit together peacefully,

Then discuss some things between them.

"So you suspect that Diavolo has some conspiracy?

Do you even suspect that this conspiracy has worked wonders on Bulcasso? "

Rorschach's faces were all crowded together;

Although he is a stubborn guy who never compromises.

But that doesn't mean he's paralyzed.

Before he put on that special mask, this guy had his own emotions.

Even with the mask that changes patterns, Rorschach is still able to express emotions.

While a lot of it is anger, there's also sadness.

"I have this suspicion, and you all know that I won't believe anything easily.

Even if that person is Bulcaisel, I have the right to remain skeptical. "

Wayne seemed to be justifying his behavior, but he also seemed to be convincing himself.

Doubt Bulkesso?

Of course.

The world is changing too fast. This change makes Wayne, who was still a relatively "weak" ordinary person before, a little panicked.

"Suspect?

Of course.

Anyone can doubt anything,

You can also choose not to trust authority.

But when you stand on a higher level, when you become the authority you were criticized before,

Can you still maintain this idea?

The world is changing, so what can you do to ensure that you remain unchanged? "

Rorschach looked at Wayne;

His eyes were serious and his body was tense.

It was a defensive stance, and while Wayne was suspicious of others,

He himself is also being watched out for by others.

Most of the time, trust is only relative, and doubt itself is a human nature.

But more often than not, the name of this nature is curiosity.

"Doubt is correct. Only if you have doubts, then everyone in this world will not be fooled."

Wayne spoke like he was sighing.

“So trust is a drag in your eyes?

You are really talented! "

Rorschach's voice was full of sarcasm.

Does the world need more doubt?

How dare you say that, Wayne!

"It may be a disease, but I don't think it's wrong."

"Then get out of here and use your own power to solve all the troubles!

Even if you encounter a situation that is beyond your control, you'd better remain skeptical!

I suspect this situation is just a hoax to make you, a fool, believe that the end of the world is around the corner! "

Rorschach's sarcasm was filled with anger.

The end of the world is coming,

This is what Rorschach wanted to tell humans countless times in the past.

He believes this, because more and more things he has experienced prove this point.

Especially after the demons he actually saw, the demon gods who seemed to be able to destroy heaven and earth as long as they wanted to.

Even though his purpose was always doubted, why did he ever give up?

Trust is always such an elusive thing.

"I see, I see the power of lies scattered in this world,

How do you ask me to trust?

Perhaps there are already countless people in this world who have gained power through lies.

At that time, with the help of our three ancestors, we saw the figure of the Demon King of Hell.

I personally felt the aura of destruction.

I even saw my ancestors fighting among the demons. The stench of those demons' plasma is still fresh in my memory! "

Wayne's voice seemed to be shaking.

And Rorschach's eyes gradually turned contemptuous when looking at Wayne.

"I thought you knew what you were about to face, so you were hungry for power.

Because of their desire for power, they doubted whether these ancestors had other purposes.

But now it seems that you are just a naive fool who retains a little childishness in his fear.

Do you think your power comes from fear?

You forget the fight you had when you entered the secret realm, and you forget the feeling of power growing in you little by little and then becoming stronger. "

Rorschach's body began to shine with the light of justice, and the excitement in his heart caused the power of authority to resonate with him.

Maybe after today, Rorschach will become even more powerful.

A person who once had the Archangel of Justice in his body, a person who has become the Archangel of Justice at this moment.

Rorschach is still Rorschach, and even his own changes have not compromised his soul.

"I didn't forget, I just suspected."

"What are you suspecting?

Why don't you suspect that your parents' death was a hoax! ?

Why don't you suspect that the villains around you are all jokes played by those around you?

Now! Are you starting to doubt it!?

What are you suspecting? Do you suspect the demon is the Nephalem?

The demon they gave you the power to kill was actually an angel?

Suspect your brain is being deceived by some kind of hallucination? Are all the demons you kill actually real people?

Wayne! You are not doubting this!

You are crazy! "

Rorschach stood up directly, looking at Wayne with eyes that began to color with anger.

"Perhaps you were just a paranoid from the beginning, and you delusional about justice, so you made yourself a madman.

You have the delusion that the world needs your salvation, so you look at others with only doubt.

I want to ask you now, what do you believe? "

The hammer of judgment in Rorschach's hand began to exude power, and even anger appeared on his body.

Everything Bulqueso has put into Rorschach seems to have finally blossomed at this time, but he just doesn't know when it will bear that joyful fruit.

"I believe in myself!"

"Do you trust yourself? Trust your own doubts?

Then you are absolutely crazy! "

Rorschach offered his own summary of Wayne's claims.

Maybe Batman is already a madman?

Who would doubt everything?

Still believe in yourself?

This is not about believing in yourself, it is about your delusional and crazy self seeking relief!

"I don't know if I'm crazy. Do you remember that clown from before?

He said I was crazy, but I thought he was crazy.

Is there anyone in this world who is normal? Or is it that when everyone is crazy, the normal person is the crazy one? "

Wayne's words became increasingly incoherent, speaking gibberish.

The body was shaking constantly.

"I suddenly remembered a person. For a while, he behaved almost exactly like you do now."

Rorschach looked at the trembling Wayne, and his expression became strange.

“Aidan the Prince, or Aidan the Dark Wanderer, whatever.

I heard there wasn't much difference between how he behaved before he was completely corrupted and how you behave now.

So can you tell me what your name is?

I want to hear you say your name. "

The hammer in Rorschach's hand was raised, as if he would attack immediately if the answer he got was incorrect.

"My name is..."

"I thought I heard someone talking about Aidan?"

A voice directly interrupted Wayne's answer.

Not hearing this answer, Rorschach breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a little worried that he would hear some strange names, such as Diavolo or Bilebar.

Rorschach had already made preparations. When he sacrificed himself for love, he had already made all preparations.

Kill your corrupted partner, or kill your corrupted self.

Rorschach had nothing to hesitate about.

It's just that he hasn't had time to hand over his diary to a trustworthy person.

He had no intention of giving his diary to Bulcaisso if he could help it.

If possible, he planned to hand over his diary to Ye Xiao or a reporter.

"Leorric?"

Luo Xia looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and subconsciously said the person's name.

This is understandable. Although Rorschach has not seen Leoric during the Wise King period, Tyrell has.

That meeting left a deep enough impression on Tyrael that he even engraved this memory into the traces of the Archangel of Justice.

"I don't think I have seen you before, but I have seen the Archangel of Justice."

Leoric smiled gently.

He sat directly next to Wayne.

Leoric inserted the King's Sword directly into the ground, and his radiance enveloped Wayne's body bit by bit.

"Honestly, the smarter the guy, the easier it is for him to get into trouble, and this kind of guy doesn't listen to advice except to figure it out on his own."

Leoric raised the corners of his mouth and said, even though his eyes were fixed on Rorschach.

But Wayne knew that he was speaking to himself.

"I thought it was Bulcaisel who came over."

Wayne twitched the corners of his mouth and showed an ugly smile.

It sounds like he is more relaxed when he stays on the holy mountain of Harrogath than when he stays in Gotham City.

Gotham City needs a cold, all-powerful Batman, but Harrogath doesn't necessarily need a Bruce Wayne who can be considered a warrior in front of him.

There is no need for him to pretend here, that's why Wayne feels flustered here.

"Yes, yes, this is Harogas of Bulcaisso. Ordinarily, as the head of the family, he has the responsibility to manage everything in the family.

It’s just that everyone needs a rest sometimes, right? Do you know how many Nephalem have flawed themselves in battle because of exhaustion? "

Leoric spoke easily, as if he and Wayne and Rorschach were old acquaintances, without any hint of indifference.

"I don't think there are many, at least not among savages."

Rorschach smiled.

The ancestors he learned about had countless thoughts in their hearts, but none of them could not sleep because of worry.

In the words of the ancestors, "Can I kill Diavolo if I am so worried that I can't sleep?"

"Actually, there are still such guys among the barbarians. In fact, the guys who are least worried are the monks."

As Leoric spoke, he pointed with his chin at the figure approaching in the distance.

Craig, Mr. Immortal and perhaps the last monk.

"Because of faith?"

Rorschach glanced at Wayne and said.

Maybe Wayne needs a little faith in Rorschach's eyes?

Most madmen need a sustenance, and it is better to believe in an illusory God than to believe in a real and moody God.

At least there won't really be a god telling the unlucky guy on the verge of madness.

"Because I'm used to it."

Leoric adjusted his crown and said something similar to a cold joke.

“The more powerful the monk, the easier it is to hear the voices of the gods.

Every day, there is a group of smart and powerful people in your mind, at least they were once powerful, and they keep telling you what to do.

They have to say a few words, big and small, as big as what skills should be used when fighting, as small as which foot should be taken first when going out.

When you listen to others every day, you will naturally choose to be rebellious.

So you started to go your own way.

So they no longer worried about anything. The most difficult days passed after he chose to block the gods.

So what difficulties are there that you still have to deal with? "

Leoric's words were full of ridicule towards the monks.

Monks are really unlucky sometimes.

"That's quite true. There's nothing wrong with saying it's faith.

However, monks will only believe in themselves in the end, because they eventually become one of the gods. "

Craig's voice sounded a bit like Karasim's, as if there was something left behind when the first generation of Bulcasso left his body.

"So will the gods suspect anything?"

Leoric said with a smile.

When he saw Craig, he realized that this guy seemed to have received a lot of benefits.

At least from the looks of it, this guy's full internal energy was not much different from the powerful monks Leoric had seen.

The energy of the monk is called internal force, which is basically the same as the anger of the barbarian.

This internal force is also the manifestation of spirit and will, and purity is the only limit that determines the power of moves.

As for quantity…

The strongest group of monks are all about the same physical strength, but few exceed the limit.

It's all on that level.

“What would the gods suspect?

Probably suspicious of the other gods.

That guy was so good when he was alive, why did he become one of the gods like me after he died? "

Craig told Karashim jokes with a calm look on his face.

"Demons have appeared in this world. Although I don't know how, they are born from human bodies."

Craig said this, but no one present seemed to pay much attention.

Rorschach understands that Craig doesn't care too much. After all, this guy has part of the Archangel of Justice in his body.

Maybe he hasn't adapted to his new identity yet.

It was understandable that Leoric didn't care, this guy had seen too many life and death situations.

Even after his death, as the Skeleton King, he saw how he took away the lives of others.

Lack of reverence for life does not seem to be an important thing.

It's just weird that Wayne didn't react at all.

"Wayne, I remember you are the successor chosen by Corik, right?

His cherishing of life is a bit morbid, so why are you indifferent? "

Craig asked curiously.

"I wonder if what you said is true."

Wayne said with a grimace on his face.

This doesn't sound like he's telling the truth, but rather like he's hiding his emotions.

"Then why don't you ask Kolik your question?

He said that you and he are very similar, except for not killing people.

Maybe what you are questioning is something he has already thought about? "

Craig scratched his forehead.

I don’t know if it’s because of the bad taste of the first generation Bulcaisel.

When he left Craig's body, he took Craig's beautiful short curly hair with him.

Maybe in his eyes, male monks should be bald?