"Um, are you sure you can use Full Liberation now?" Kitakyou tried several times but couldn't get up from the ground, so he simply gave up: "Is arrogance dead?"
After all, Pride had been silent ever since Tyr slapped her, and there was no sign of her anywhere around.
But it's strange, why does that arrogant voice sound so familiar, and it clearly sounds like a girl's voice.
“She’s not dead, she’s tough. However, destroying a clone will probably worsen her injuries, so she won’t be able to fight herself.” Tyr’s expression improved a bit: “But I didn’t use my full power, just seventy percent of it to intimidate her.”
Bei Qingchuan: "?"
A body over 100 meters tall, and that's 70% of his strength?
How exactly did you guys lose? You couldn't possibly have lost, could you?
"...Don't look at me like that. I'm just good at fighting, but I get killed horribly when I'm countered." Tyr was a little embarrassed by Kitakami's incredulous gaze: "Last time I was easily killed by Belphegor."
Belfinger?
I have a vague impression of Bei Qingchuan. I heard that Ye Shaoheng led everyone out. I know Ye Shaoheng's personal strength is very strong, but he can't compare to Tyr at all, right?
“You don’t understand. Belfinger’s power is a paradise of gentle pleasures, an incredibly powerful illusion.” Tyr also knew about Ye Shaoheng’s deeds: “It’s an incredibly powerful illusion. Inside, there is the most beautiful world, without hunger, cold, fear, or exploitation.”
"It's like a utopia where there's only happiness and laziness, and human complacency and easygoing nature are amplified, making it easy to be assimilated."
“In the land of pleasure, time flows differently. What might seem like only a week to outsiders could feel like seventy years to someone inside.” Tilton paused, then continued, “Since we’re all going to die anyway, seventy years of happiness in the land of pleasure versus a miserable existence in the land of disappearances is a pretty good deal. I think dying in Belfinger’s land of pleasure is a worthwhile choice.”
Bei Qingchuan: "..."
Then why did you come out?
"Don't look at me like that. I can't help it. The 'gentle embrace' doesn't work on animals. My darlings can't get in." Tyr said innocently, "Although the 'gentle embrace' can replicate the desires projected into the human brain, well... how should I put it, I can tell the difference between real and fake at a glance."
If the Land of Gentle Breeze could bring Tyr's little darling along, then Tyr wouldn't be needed among the Five Knights.
Even so, the allure of the dream world is quite wonderful. Once Tyr falls into the illusion, he is basically doomed. Last time, Belphegor took Tyr's head without even shedding a drop of blood.
As for Ye Shaoheng, Tyr's assessment was: a stubborn fool.
It's really hard to find a righteous and stubborn person who refuses to be immersed in the illusion and insists on moving forward to protect their homeland. Such a stubborn donkey with an overflowing sense of justice is truly Belphegor's nemesis.
"Alright, aren't you coming out yet? How long are you planning to hide in there?" Tyr said, looking behind him. "You've already saved your friend, there's no need to keep your deeds hidden."
The bushes behind him remained silent for a while before a figure finally emerged. He was as composed as ever, showing no sign of panic even after being singled out by Tyr.
“Thank you for arriving in time, Mr. Tyr.” Nan Zhu stepped forward.
"Nanzhu?" Bei Qingchuan didn't expect Nanzhu to be here.
But he immediately realized why he hadn't died when the berserker struck him head-on without any protection; the Southern Candle Resonance must have transferred the damage away.
"Thank you." Regardless of whether Nan Zhu really had a problem, Bei Qingchuan was genuinely moved at this moment.
After all, we've been good brothers for over twenty years.
“No need, I just found it a bit strange that you left.” Nan Zhu gently shook his head: “Then, Mr. Tyr, what do you plan to do about this ceremony?”
“Let’s destroy it. Shi Yin had already discussed this with me beforehand,” Tyr said. “There are two possibilities: Leviathan will inherit it directly, or they will send a zombie to inherit it and then take the crystal core. As it stands, it’s the latter.”
Since Leviathan isn't here, they can just go ahead and ruin the ceremony.
"How should we begin?" Nanzhu asked, puzzled. "You're going to do it yourself?"
“Of course not, people will die.” Tyr waved his hand: “It’s not about making superhumans sacrifice themselves to die together. My wish is to live with my babies. Not a single one of us will die.”
Conversely, if his pet doesn't survive, then there's no point in having it.
This is why Tyr, knowing that his Northeast Golden Chinchilla had been poisoned, rushed back immediately. His own wish was paramount; if the wish existed, the alliance would be formed, but if the wish didn't exist, then all was lost.
“I can do it,” Kita Kiyokawa quickly replied. “How do I do it?”
"Alright, lie down, you can't move anyway." Tyr gave Kita Kiyokawa a strange look: "You bastard, you're just going to fight with your life on the line?"
Why are you always thinking about working yourself to the bone?
“While I appreciate the time you bought me and gave me a chance to stop arrogance, those who are too emotional are prone to regret.” Tyr re-examined the ritual on the ground: “Whether it’s sacrifice or gain, what we value is not having regrets.”
The ceremony seemed to proceed smoothly, and Tyr did not immediately begin, but instead lit a bonfire on the ground.
He was hungry.
“I’m not worried about Shi Yin’s secretary. She seems like a very rational person.” Tyr patted Nan Zhu on the shoulder. “I’m sure she won’t regret it no matter what the consequences are. She probably thought about the results of every action she took.”
Tyr took out a bag of charcoal, and a round brown bear somehow brought out a barbecue grill and placed it on top. Soon after, two wolves were seen carrying a whole sheep in their mouths.
It's clear that Tyr deserves some credit for raising his pet to be so fat.
In the time it took to speak, Tyr had already laid out a whole floor of bottles and jars. Besides the usual pepper, salt, and sugar, there were a dozen or so bottles of unfamiliar seasonings, including butter, cream, lettuce, etc.
The tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and Nan Zhu and Bei Qingchuan sat around the campfire, momentarily lost in thought.
Tyr deftly and skillfully prepared the two sheep, leaving no part untouched, from the internal organs and brains to the bone marrow. The meat was incredibly fragrant, and soon two plates of meat, accompanied by cola, were served to Bei Qingchuan and Nan Zhu.
The two swallowed hard. They hadn't felt anything at first, but Tyr's cooking was just too wonderful. The roasted meat was still steaming hot, and the aroma was so enticing that it made their heads hurt. Just smelling it made their mouths water.
Bei Qingchuan: "?"
I came here to fight to the death because I was afraid there would be problems with the ritual, right?
Nan Zhu: "..."
I came here because I was afraid that Kitakyoshi would die, so I was prepared to risk being abandoned by Arrogance, losing my undercover work, and dying, right?
Why are we suddenly having a picnic?
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