It’s not that they are all tough, but because he never accepts surrender.
The same goes for these Dukes of the Western Region. Even though some of them had their psychological defenses completely collapsed and no longer had any desire to resist Levi, Levi never thought of letting them go.
Regardless of whether the policies these people govern in their own cities are good or bad, they have gathered here today and want to kill me, so they are all enemies.
Levi basically only has one attitude towards his enemies.
No future trouble!
Without Green, the Arctic has now become a Jedi that can only be entered but not exited, and then it will naturally be Levi's one-sided slaughter.
The remaining twenty chosen ones, no matter if they joined forces to resist or just tried to escape, could not escape death in the end!
In less than a day, Levi almost slaughtered all the chosen ones in the entire Western Region.
When it got dark and the entire Arctic entered night, there was only one duke left in front of Levi! The reason why this man survived to the end was not because he was so strong or because he was so lucky.
But Levi deliberately kept him.
Because he is Sherlock's father, the Grand Duke Grimm.
When he was the only one left, Levi stopped.
The reason for stopping was not only because this was his friend's father, but also partly because the Duke had helped him before and had kept Vic Forrest's identity a secret. Even when people from the central government went to investigate, they didn't leak any information.
This was of course due to Sherlock, but the person who actually organized it was Grand Duke Grimm.
It is precisely for these reasons that Levi can make an exception and give him a chance.
But this so-called opportunity did not just pass him by.
At this time, Grand Duke Green seemed to have lost his soul. He sat on the ground with empty eyes. When Levi walked straight towards him, he did not react at all.
The blow he received today was too great, enough to overturn the life he had lived! Chosen by Heaven! There are only a hundred or so of them among the billions of people in the world, and each of them can be said to be a child of Heaven, and even be called a god by ordinary people, and they can be completely distinguished from humans as two species! But today, under Levi's hands.
The further they fought, the more the so-called Chosen Ones became like ants crawling on the ground! The authority and rules held by the Chosen Ones were like toys in the hands of children, which could be easily kicked over by an adult like Levi and then taken away! Grand Duke Green didn't know if there was something wrong with this world, or if there was only something wrong with that devil.
He just stared blankly at Levi as he walked up to him.
"I heard that Sherlock is your illegitimate son, and was raised by an old knight who raised horses in the countryside?"
Levi didn't care about his current state, or whether he could listen to the casual conversation. He just opened a bottle of water, raised his head and drank it, while squatting beside Grand Duke Green.
"Tsk, I'm telling you. With your way of education and personal style, how can you raise a normal person? To be honest, I've fought my way through this, and I feel that you rich and powerful people are too abstract and impersonal. Morality aside, it's dirty to even talk about it with you. In your eyes, even the law is a whore, and you're just a whore for free."
"Given your current state, I feel that even without me, in the next three hundred years at most, this world will either be reshuffled and re-ordered, or simply destroyed by you. Just like this bottle, if the pressure is too great, nothing can hold on."
Levi screwed the cap back on the empty mineral water bottle and then rolled it hard.
“Bang!”
The bottle cap didn't fly out, but the plastic water bottle exploded directly in Levi's hand! Grand Duke Green was still sitting on the ground in a daze, as if he had really become a fool. Levi didn't care whether he was really stupid or not.
He muttered these things but he didn't really want to teach anyone anything.
But people are human after all. If he didn't feel any emotion at all after killing so many people, he would definitely be a pervert.
He is not a pervert yet, so he needs a way to vent his emotions.
Complaining and talking nonsense like a know-it-all is a way of venting.
And now, he wants to speak to others, so no matter who the other person is, he must listen attentively.
"As for me, what I'm doing now is just accelerating this process. I also know very well that in a society where individual power overrides collective power, it's nonsense to say that all people are born equal. But no matter how nonsense it is, I just can't stand it, and I'm unhappy if I can't stand it. How can I play games if I'm not happy? Here, we have to do things that we dare not think about or do in real life. If I feel depressed playing a game, then what's the point of playing this crappy game?"
"You see, Sherlock's thoughts are the same as mine. Without me, his life would have been a tragedy. Even if he inherited your position and authority, he would not be able to integrate into the circle of the Duke of the Western Region. The final result would be either that he changes himself or that he dies on the way to changing the world. If the possibility of the second one is 99%, then the possibility of the first one is only 0%."
"But now it's different. All of you are dead, the obstacles are gone, and the Western District is full of vitality and everything is flourishing!"
"Of course, there are still a group of remnants of the Duke's family here, with all kinds of nobles and capital, but it doesn't matter. It can be a bad thing or a good thing for an individual to be stronger than the group. In the future, Sherlock will be the only chosen one in the entire Western District. He can kill anyone who disobeys."
When he said this, Grand Duke Green finally reacted like a human being and turned to look at Levi.
Levi also looked directly into his eyes without any hesitation, with a smile on his face.
"Just like I killed you."
"You want Sherlock to inherit my authority as the Chosen One?"
Levi did not comment. He just stretched out his palm. There were about twenty or thirty kinds of colorful thin light threads entangled and rotating in his palm.
"The more chosen ones I collect, the more I understand what the so-called rules are. Some things in this world have never disappeared. They just changed from being objective to being controlled subjectively."
"I don't have a collecting habit. When there were only one or two, any authority was important, but now there are 43 or 42. It makes no difference to me."
Grand Duke Green nodded, as if he understood the meaning of Levi's words. After a long silence, looking at the pitch-black night sky where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, he spoke.
"You're right. The upper class of this world is a big melting pot. No one who sits in a high position is clean. No matter what these people thought before or what their moral principles were, once they are chopped off, no one will be innocent."
He stood up from the ground. His body was not hunched over, but his back was still straight.
"You want to change the world, and you want Sherlock to join in and become a driving force. I will not be an obstacle. After handing over the power to Sherlock, I will end my life. People of the old era are destined to be buried in the old era."
Hearing his speech, Levi, who was squatting on the spot, looked at his back and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.
Character is one aspect, talent is one aspect, and ability is another.
Those who sit in high positions may all be bad people, but some of them are not lacking in ability and decisiveness.
After killing so many chosen ones, the total of his attribute points has reached nearly 5,000!
All the skills that can be upgraded to the ultimate level have been upgraded to the ultimate level, and there are even about ten skill points left. There is no way to directly upgrade those skills that are only at the elementary and intermediate levels.
But Levi wasn't worried about it at all.
The task of anti-imperialism and anti-feudalism is still ongoing. The central royal family has settled down, and the blood relatives within three generations are not just the two or three cats and cats he killed before.
At his current level, if he wanted to use these people to gain skill points, it would be as easy as drinking water and eating.
By now, after experiencing what Green did, Levi has a basic understanding of what level he is at.
The so-called Creator is the Chosen One.
However, the normal chosen ones only have control over a certain set of rules and powers.
However, the degree of Green's performance is different. The authority he holds is still within the scope of the Chosen One, but the situation he performs in is quite strange.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
It is like using authority to carve out a piece of space, which is a domain.
In that area, they are the true "Creators" who can formulate and restrict any rules.
As long as the domain is expanded, they will crush other ordinary chosen ones.
At that time, Levi already possessed more than ten chosen authorities, but he was still restricted. He could only feel clearly that he was just not so adaptable to that sudden space.
As long as he is given enough time, he can still fill the domains of those so-called creators with the rules he has mastered and then restore them to their peak state.
However, doing so will require some time to adapt.
In a life-and-death duel, who would give him such time?
Levi touched his chin, and around his body, threads of light representing various rules and authorities were flowing.
There was an abnormal distortion in the air from time to time! If he needed to adapt to someone else's territory, he would have so many chosen powers, just like building a house, the basic materials would be much more than others.
He created a domain for himself, wasn't that enough? Above the central dome and below the ground.
In this area of the earth's crust that has never been recorded in historical documents and has been developed by humans who have fled underground, there are two huge towers connected together, like the roots of a plant, deeply rooted in it! It is impossible to tell how many floors the tower has, but the top part must have protruded from the earth's crust and exposed to the space on the ground, while the rest of it is like a tomb buried underground, sleeping here forever, never seeing the sun.
The two towers look huge, but in reality, there are only six people who are called "adults" living in them.
They didn't know how long they had lived here, but they each had their own things to do.
Some people are studying the changes in chaos and illusion, trying to observe whether anything new will emerge from them.
Someone is coordinating the connections between rules, trying to sort out the already chaotic order.
Some people are thinking about the existence of consciousness and preparing for how to create a utopia that only exists in the spirit after the complete destruction of the material world.
There are also people who are experimenting with changes and progress in human society, intending to find a way out from within humanity itself amidst the ruin and sin.
But whatever these people were doing, they looked busy.
They were so busy that they had to seal off the two towers, and they had no mood or energy to care about other creatures who were supposed to be called humans like them.
In their self-awareness, they have long evolved into a more advanced species.
Whether it is the understanding of the world or the biological characteristics, they are already very different from the humans below.
They are high above, and even if they cannot return to the ground, they will step on the dome underground.
They are otherworldly and every time they appear they bring new order and laws to the world.
They are called Creators.
And at this moment, in the high tower, a man who had a different appearance and figure but a decadent temperament that was so distinct and special opened his eyes.
He was in a huge U-shaped library.
There are countless books here, from ancient times to the present, from the ground to the underground, almost everything recorded in writing by mankind can be found here.
Men weren't the only ones in the library.
Another white-haired woman who looked exceptionally young noticed his awakening and showed an expression of interest on her face.
"Your social experiment was successful? Why did it end so early?"
Green, or the man code-named "Light" in this tower, seemed to have not yet recovered from the scene he saw before his death. He ignored the woman's questions and just lowered his head in deep thought.
His attitude made women more interested.
"What? You look like a failure? No, if you had failed you wouldn't have this expression on your face."
Guang spoke with a complicated tone.
"There's something very strange and out of character coming out of the ground."
"Strange? Unreasonable?"
"That method of controlling the rules is very similar to that of a Thought Freer. However, even if one's thoughts are freed, it is impossible for one to achieve that level of immortality."
(End of this chapter)