"That's sophistry!" Samael roared.
"It's clearly you who are hypocritical." Ishtar's smile was gentle, but her eyes were full of indifference: "A craftsman sewed hundreds of rag dolls, one of which accidentally gained human consciousness. It was clearly a failed product and was not destroyed, yet you turn around and accuse the craftsman of not fulfilling his responsibility to it?"
"If I have any regrets, it's that I spared your lives instead of killing you the moment you failed." Ishtar's voice was gentle, but his words were ruthless: "Indeed, failed products should be completely eliminated, otherwise they'll just cause trouble."
"You always say that if I can't take responsibility for you, I might as well kill you?" Ishtar clapped his hands. "Samael, I'll reverse time and eliminate you the moment you become a failure. How about that?"
Samael opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a rebuttal.
"You don't want to die, but instead of appreciating the sliver of life I gave you, you accuse me of not taking full responsibility for you... It seems I've been too lenient with you." Ishtar sneered: "Is it true that a little kindness breeds resentment, and too much kindness breeds bitterness?"
“I should just ignore you and let the technicians destroy you, or leave you to be slaughtered, until the moment you are about to die, I should just lend you a hand. Even if I ignore you after that or you die, you will still be grateful for the rest of your life and will think of me until you die.”
“You’re quite the smooth talker.” Samael’s face twisted with anger at Ishtar’s words: “What do you know? You don’t know that I later gained a family, but they were framed and killed. Do you know what it feels like to gain something and then lose it again?”
“Of course I don’t understand, because I have no family.” Ishtar’s words left Samael speechless.
“Then at least you have friends who would die for you!” Samael’s face was grim. “Although we are the Seven Deadly Sins, we are hypocritical and self-serving, and we have never experienced warmth!”
“Friends? You mean the Five Knights?” Ishtar found it amusing: “First of all, being able to sacrifice for each other doesn’t mean we’re true friends. From the moment we started fighting for our respective countries, we were friends, but we weren’t friends either.”
So, what are you trying to prove by playing the victim in front of me?
Who is more miserable than whom?
What you once had, I never even had. I can't understand you, and I don't expect you to understand me, so there's no need to blame me.
We simply have different stances. Accusations won't change our position. Let's keep fighting, fight to the death!
"You really are the heartless monsters." Samael finally couldn't contain his anger, and a short blade materialized in his hand, which he thrust towards his own chest.
Instantly, a cloud of blood surrounded him. Samael's face paled slightly, but his aura grew much stronger. The blood fueled the flames, making them burn even more fiercely.
The flames were mixed with blood, and even from a distance, one could feel the distortion and heat of the space. Perhaps because of his extreme anger, his move seemed to be a desperate attempt, and the angry red flames dyed the sky above Lu Lan blood red.
Centered on Lulan, the dark red sky spread again, and thick clouds descended from the sky, as if to swallow the entire Lulan in one fell swoop.
But the reality was quite the opposite. Huge, viscous flames, enveloped in blood, fell from the sky, but instead of harming the earth as they landed, they began to shrink from one corner, being absorbed and devoured...
The scorching, viscous clouds began to shrink, and Samael was so astonished that he himself felt a suction force, forcing him to move away.
“Gluttony…” Samael’s face suddenly turned ashen.
We've been tricked!
“Every time you fall for someone, it’s all the same.” A calm voice rang out as Helmod approached Ishtar. “I told you it would take us a while to get here, and I was worried you wouldn’t have enough time.”
“How could that be? I know him very well.” Ishtar blinked calmly, her long eyelashes fluttering, exuding charm: “The person who was once closest to me knows best how to stab me in the heart.”
“Shi Yin, you broke your promise.” Samael stared at Shi Yin, his gaze icy: “You made a bet with Arrogance, and you didn’t make a move.”
“First, my bet with Him was that humanity would resolve your ritual themselves.” Shi Yin put Chang Ning down from her arms. “Second, I did not intervene.”
"If you don't believe me, you can have a one-on-one fight with Changning." Shi Yin pointed at Changning.
Samael: "..."
He must be crazy to go one-on-one with Gluttony!
Changning's strength in being a glutton lies in her lack of understanding. Adults' understanding of the world is mostly fixed, but Changning is different. She is too young. If she wants to eat, or if she thinks she can eat, she will eat.
If Changning were even a little older, with less clear and innocent eyes, Samael wouldn't be so horrified.
Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that Changning Keta!
Samael had mocked Belfinger's fragility, ridiculed Asmodeus's misfortune, and laughed at Leviathan's desertion, but when it came to himself, he realized what powerlessness truly meant.
He should have chosen Volga!
He should have confronted Tyr head-on, instead of coming to Lulan out of fear of Shi Yin and to save trouble. Now he can't even forcefully inherit the half-finished ceremony!
Samael thought he could use his strengths to exploit Ishtar's weaknesses, but he never expected the hunter and the prey to turn around so easily.
And Ishtar tricked him!
Samael clutched his chest wound, knowing that this time his injury had probably been for nothing.
“Is that so? Has anyone told you that even without a ritual, I can release my full power on my own?” Samael’s face was cold. “Even if I die ten thousand times, I can be resurrected. You die and that’s it.”
Shion: "Uh...that..."
“If I want to leave, none of you can stop me. Since you’re all gathered in Lulan, it saves me the trouble.” Samael interrupted Shi Yin without any politeness: “In that case, let’s fight to the death. I want to see how you, who can’t see the sun, will face a world without it.”
Prolonged lack of sun exposure greatly increases the risk of developing depression, severely deteriorated skin, weakened immunity, malnutrition, and a host of other problems. Humans cannot live without the sun.
And his power is the source of the long night!
Samael snorted coldly and disappeared into the thick red mist, leaving behind only a dark red sky that almost covered the entire Lulan.
"Um... well..." Shi Yin looked in the direction Samael had left and said weakly, "Actually, I wanted to say..."
However, before Shi Yin could even speak, Samael had already vanished without a trace.
"What do you want to say?" Helmod asked, puzzled.
“I want to say that they can’t be resurrected in this lifetime at least…” As she spoke, Shi Yin took out a bracelet, looking somewhat innocent: “Didn’t Arrogance tell them that once they’re dead, they’re dead and can’t be resurrected at all?”
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