Chapter 517 They Are All Old Foxes

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When he saw "himself" with half-closed eyes, Death immediately became alert.

There is no doubt that this is the power of "Half Fool"! It is not surprising at all that Antigonus was controlled by the Heavenly Mother in his dreams, projecting the other party's power and influence.

Antigonus cannot really wake up - other candidates for the mysterious third path still have the opportunity to compete for position, but Antigonus has already run into too much conflict with Tianzun's will because his promotion period was too early. He cannot wake up. This is the consensus of all the gods on the earth. Even the Demon of Knowledge from the Western Continent and the two outer gods all abide by this unspoken rule.

What Death wanted to test was just how much Antigonus' power the Mother of Heaven could use.

When the false self got closer, Death discovered that the side of the opponent was actually a thin layer - obviously not a historical projection, and it didn't even bother to maintain the image of a secret puppet, it was just a moving piece of paper.

"It seems that His influence on Antigonus is limited..."

Is this a smoke bomb to attract your own attention? Salinger looked around, wary of another attack from the Night Goddess, but nothing happened. The other party seemed to have completely melted into the darkness.

Speaking of which, the top of this path is also "darkness" rather than night.

The false self is coming step by step, and of course the God of Death will not let this thing get close. He stepped back a little and tentatively controlled the pale flame to float over. He took all precautions, but he didn't expect that the fleshy paper would burn violently as soon as it touched the flames, turning into a white torch that illuminated the darkness, and then turned into ashes, but nothing happened.

Facing the scattered ashes, Death fell into confusion.

"...There are no signs of the 'Half Fool' taking action at all, this should be just a simple test.

"...Perhaps His purpose is to keep my spirit trapped in a dream, and then find a way to influence Antigonus to continue to use 'Secret Puppetization' on me in reality? But, does He have this ability?"

The God of Death briefly analyzed it for a moment and decided that it would be better to break away from this dream as soon as possible and return to the battlefield where he was fighting the Mother of Heaven directly.

The most powerful enemy in this dream is the nightmare "Demon Wolf King Fregra" created by Mother Sky. He can imagine the opponent's most powerful moment, but because his own sequence is not enough, he cannot imagine surpassing the King of Angels. The power of ancient gods. Salinger, who was dragged into the nightmare, did suffer some injuries from the opponent's attack, but he successfully used his extraordinary ability to temporarily restrain the opponent.

Trapping a being with the same strength as himself requires a lot of spiritual power and mental power. The God of Death guessed that in a short while, the Mother of Heaven would not be able to maintain this dream.

At this moment, Salinger's eyes were suddenly attracted below.

After the false god of death was burned out, some ashes fell to the ground and did not disappear. At this moment, the ashes gathered and lifted into shape, turning into a garishly dressed and asymmetrical human form.

The humanoid creature has its eyes closed, and the hem of its clothes at the back seems to be held up by something. There seems to be something extra on both sides of the top hat on its head, and its lower limbs are bent backwards like a beast.

This humanoid creature's eyes were half-opened and its steps were a little unsteady, but as soon as it appeared, it took off the highly exaggerated top hat on its head, and groups of exaggeratedly large white pigeons flew out of the small hat tube. , almost blocking the entire sight of the God of Death.

"Antigonus!"

There was some uneasiness in Salinger's roar.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the flocks of white pigeons that were rushing toward him had no heads. There was only a smooth and bright red circular cross-section on the neck, but sharp teeth were spread out on the chest and abdomen, and rotten intestines were hung.

If it were another person, he might really be frightened by Antigonus's subconscious "Magician" magic show, but Salinger, who was controlling the dead, dead, rotten and living corpses, was not attracted to pay attention at all. , He created many more terrifying things than Antigonus had ever seen. The light in His eyes flashed slightly, and a wall of fire appeared in front of him, and the headless white doves were all burned like moths flying into the flames.

Salinger was wary of things that seemed to be the manifestation of Antigonus's subconscious. The huge snake tail swept across and instantly smashed the humanoid creature dressed as a magician from the Fourth Age to pieces.

The flesh and blood of the humanoid creature spattered, and from the flesh and blood, another Antigonus of the same size was born.

"...I'll give you...a magic trick."

His eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he had not yet woken up from a dream.

But the movements of countless Antigonus were not affected. Some of them collapsed into a vortex of flesh and blood and climbed onto Salinger's snake tail and wings, some turned other Antigonus into marionettes, and some Fuse them together to form a weird and terrifying giant doll. The doll has no attack power and will explode immediately if it is attacked by Salinger. It is of no use but fully disgusts the opponent. But more hands reached out and grabbed again and again in this dream, and the real "King of Demonic Wolf" was re-captured through the conception of the Mother of Heaven.

When he saw the giant wolf with blood on its black mane reappearing, Sallinger simply felt angry.

When he and the demon wolf looked at each other, he saw the sickle across his neck.

…

Bethel tasted the junk food from the old era, and waited for the game consoles placed in front of him. The mobile phone and the food history projection in his stomach all disappeared, but he was still here, and the demon of knowledge was still standing here. , showing no signs of ending the ceremony.

He frowned and turned to ask the Demon of Knowledge:

"Why hasn't that junior come back yet?"

"You contacted me and asked Him to switch bodies with me so quickly instead of killing me, taking away all my power to the maximum extent. There must be an emergency. What on earth is going on? He used my The power has not been resolved for so long?"

The Demon of Knowledge maintained his connection with the earth and received the latest information while thinking and speaking:

"Do something that will be attacked by the dual-path true god."

"He is preventing the God of Thunder from attacking innocent people, so now he is being hunted by the God of Thunder..."

A few codes flashed in the Demon of Knowledge's eyes, and he said in a way of speaking that Bethel could understand but not quite understand:

"The user, Klein Moretti, is 46% disconnected from the body, and the current available power does not exceed 80%."

Bethel’s brows furrowed even more tightly:

"In other words, he is very dangerous now and can't even use 80% of my power? As an investor, you actually let him do such a dangerous thing. There should be a limit to his experience and performance. If he dies now, I will also die in the hands of the dual-pathway true god with my Sequence 1 and my uniqueness. What can you get from His death?"

The Demon of Knowledge withdrew his gaze and looked at Bethel with a meaningful look, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"I didn't give Him much help... Letting you swap bodies was just a piece of cake for me. It's because you didn't know the existence of this secret technique that I was able to master it so quickly."

"Besides, if Amon and Klein are both dead, it would be a good thing for me... Amon is hiding in Source Castle. I have no stable interaction with him and cannot form a mystical connection. Originally, It would be difficult to find his location. ...But, if he dies, the God of Thunder will definitely bring out all his uniqueness and sequence and put it in his own treasure house or in the Kingdom of God. The same goes for Klein. Same thing."

The King of Angels and the True God who can run away are difficult to catch, but their extraordinary characteristics are dead. The Demon of Knowledge can wait for the God of Thunder to collect all the items needed to become a god in two of the three mysterious paths, and then start from the Thunder. snatched from the hands of God.

"What do you think my attitude is?"

And the chosen heir is nothing but a vessel.

When He spoke these words, Bethel Abraham felt a familiar feeling that he had not seen in a long time.

He is too familiar with this feeling, the game between high-level sequences, the feeling of treating enemies and other people not as lives, but as props, some bait, some chips and the extraordinary characteristics of walking.

In the Fourth Age, no matter how sympathetic they are to their neighboring paths, they will only kill each other outright with respect and love, even crushing their bones and ashes, and wiping out all the backup plans for resurrection.

Those conspiracies and the tenderness shown in the performance have become as important elements of the Fourth Age as the air, so much so that after Bethel had the intention to kill Klein and killed him, he found that the other party still wanted to keep him. One life is a very incredible thing.

In fact, these actions of the Demon of Knowledge are not calculations, they are just the simplest exchange of interests, exchange of chips, and weighing gains and losses.

——The Demon of Knowledge is obviously from the Western Continent, but he is like those great nobles of the Fourth Age who seem to be incompatible with each other, hiding their calculations under the surface of warmth. That face with soft outlines and ancient elf facial features always had a gentle smile like an elder, and was as patient as ever. When He talked about Klein's life and death being unimportant, He had the same tone as when He first helped Klein seize Bethel's body. This is part of his character, or this is the true face of this "god of knowledge, sage mentor", who is ruthless and resourceful.

"Therefore, I have never offered an olive branch to Pales Zoroaster, because I will not protect him. I will even use him to fish out Amon hiding in Origin Castle... I will definitely do this Do."

Having said this, the Demon of Knowledge pointed at his eyes:

"This is my prophecy, and now it has come true. I have no grudges with Pales. He is not the Six Gods in the past, and he is one of the most powerful gods now. However, he did not come to me. He should also feel it from spiritual intuition. It got to the point where my attitude would put Him in possible danger.”

Bethel was silent for a moment and changed his sitting position.

He leaned on the back of the historical projection chair he took out, looking leisurely and calm, with his legs crossed and his arms pressed on the armrests.

The Grand Duke of the Fourth Age, who was used to seeing strategic dealings, couldn't help but express some approval for the Demon of Knowledge's idea:

"You are right. Before you summoned me, I also saw the starry glow on the earth covering the entire northern continent."

"Now that I think about it, that should be your masterpiece and performance. Not only did you put Klein into your own camp and give him a position, but you also made it look like you cared about Klein Moretti very much... Everything Everyone thought you wouldn’t sit back and watch Him die, including me.”

Looking at the other party's face, Bethel suddenly wanted to laugh, and there was an unspeakable emotion and impulse in his heart.

Bethel knew what the essence of the Demon of Knowledge was. He already knew it clearly when they were in private contact.

He couldn't help but start to think about how human beings worship these sources and extraordinary characteristics, adding their own prayers and hopes to them, hoping that these beings can make the world and themselves better, hoping that these things will allow them to get what they want - - After a long prayer, humans put layers of human skin on these special beings with their own hands, causing them to have human appearances, understand human desires, and understand human hearts and emotions - to At this time, when facing these gods that look like humans but not humans, humans should laugh arrogantly and proudly:

“The personality of God is what we create!”

"The image and will of the gods change according to our cognition! We are the group that should be valued by the gods!"

Or do you fall to your knees in fear, cry and beg for a response?

Bethel doesn’t know other people’s answers, He only knows his own thoughts… He is not the kind of fool who is blindly arrogant and thinks he can influence the gods, nor is he a loser who blindly kneels down and kowtows, because He To become one of them, to become a collaborator with the gods, to become a god.

The confidence of "non-believers" is that they have the ability to become gods.

God cannot make Him fearful, nor can He make Him surrender.

so……

Bethel smiled slightly, and he began to feel that things were getting interesting. He felt that this was the world he was most familiar with, so he used Klein's harmless and gentle face to make a villain-like expression.

Serious and innocent young people like Klein are, after all, a minority in this world, a sliver of white on the background of chaos and madness. If He had not been in the minority, Bethel would not have been so impressed.

He looked into the eyes of the Demon of Knowledge and easily found the answer.

"If both Klein and Amon die, their extraordinary characteristics will be taken away by the God of Thunder..."

"Then I am the future mystery that you will invest in. With a being like you, there must be ways for me to complete the ritual of becoming a god."

The Demon of Knowledge smiled. He also likes to talk to smart people. Talking to smart people who know how to assess the situation is one of the pleasures of the God of Knowledge. It’s not that he means anything bad to Klein Moretti, but he has never I have never been a human being, and I have never thought about being a human being. I cannot understand the reason why the other party is timid and hesitant because of something that is not important at all when there is a huge opportunity in front of me.

"Aren't you afraid that I will treat you as hopelessly as I did to Klein?"

Bethel didn’t take it seriously and was even comfortable with it:

"You have no other choice."

"And you didn't really refuse to save him, did you? That demon, didn't you just let him attract the attention of the God of Thunder? In my opinion, your behavior is more like a test, but The difficulty of this test is determined by your thoughts... Although this test is weird from beginning to end, your behavior conforms to a certain logic, and I will not fail in this kind of thing."

"I like your confidence." The Demon of Knowledge said, "So what do you want to do after you say so much?"

"kill me."

Bethel smiled: "I mean, use your best method to erase Klein Moretti's body and my soul, and then rebuild them on the earth."

"Why did you suddenly decide to return to Earth?" asked the Demon of Knowledge, "I remember that you were very taboo about me touching your soul."

"I think it's a sign of good faith."

Bethel spoke calmly. He had already figured out many things: "Even if Klein and Amon are dead, I still need your help to return to Earth. Since our cooperation is inevitable, I don't need to It’s dragging its feet here.”

Until now, the Demon of Knowledge has still made certain promises to his future, and he has already completely fallen into the control and calculations of the other party. Bethel believes that he no longer needs to worry about gains and losses, so he might as well be more direct. Take back your own power as soon as possible, and turn this unilateral control into cooperation between the two gods as soon as possible.

He is not an inflexible person. On the contrary, Bethel is also very good at assessing the situation and choosing the most suitable camp and allies.

However, this reason seemed not enough to convince the Demon of Knowledge. Bethel was silent for two seconds and gave the second reason:

"Moreover, before I became the King of Angels, there was never a god who could keep up with me and put me in crisis."

"Even the exile is partly voluntary."

He calculated the time, the time that had elapsed since Klein Moretti borrowed his body and strength, and thought of the string of data that the Demon of Knowledge just said, and there was a hint of anger in his tone involuntarily:

"As a god, it is absolutely impossible for me to be attacked to the point of losing control of my body."

"But this junior has never been an 'apprentice' for even a minute! He is using my face now! If he is beaten like a street rat by the God of Thunder again, my reputation will be ruined! "

TBC

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Klein sneezed.

Amon escaped from the fog of history with difficulty, but the power that the other party had penetrated was still not completely exhausted.