Chapter 193
When Yak was able to get up, another week had passed. He had just recovered the muscles that others had seen, and his muscles were no longer protruding.
It's best not to have it at all; those kinds of things really can be annoying.
I felt a deep sense of irritation, as if I were a doll that hadn't been fully made and felt lost.
He looked at the wound on his arm; it wasn't exactly a wound, but rather something that hadn't fully healed yet.
His hair had turned dark blue, and his skin was somewhat pale. His pupils had also turned blue, and a blue crystal in his chest shimmered with an alluring light.
Thus, the core of this Chaotic Catastrophe granted Ark the power of the Chaotic Catastrophe. He only needs a magic seal to restore himself to his peak level.
I have to say I look like a fusion monster right now. I can recover and revive without any limit just by changing my magic core, and even go further.
Or rather, it's a bit unreasonable that someone's life savings are stolen, and the thief goes unpunished.
This feeling is like having done something wrong; it's a bit uncomfortable.
However, he was just feeling unwell; he did not lose his life.
It is only natural that one would feel uncomfortable if others lost something more precious as a result.
Ark dressed and stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself. (First published on 78Chinese.com)
Perhaps I should applaud myself for still being able to stand here so bravely, but honestly, I can't smile. I've lost so much. I've even lost what I was supposed to do next.
After all, the demon seed has already been taken back to the church, and since Benny hasn't met with it again, it must have caused her a lot of trouble.
That's why he didn't want to come looking for him. Ark knew this guy's personality very well; he was a very stubborn person.
Speaking of which, I often encounter paranoid people; it seems like everyone around me is paranoid.
Even if you wanted to save that child, how could you do it? The person in charge of managing that guy is a benevolent individual, and that guy himself is someone who rarely goes out.
If he wants to get to that place, he still needs Benny to take him there; otherwise, he'll have to search for it his whole life.
"Wow, you look very energetic." The door was pushed open, and a woman stood in the doorway.
Yak froze completely, then slowly turned his head.
"It looks a bit stiff. It seems the recovery isn't going very well." The woman said this, slowly taking off her hood, her beautiful hair falling onto the table.
But even with such a beautiful girl standing at the door, Ark only felt a chill run down his spine.
"Why are you here?" Ark took a deep breath to suppress his shock.
That's a benevolent person; this guy just inexplicably appeared here.
Just a few minutes ago, he was thinking about how to find this guy, but the next moment, this guy appeared in front of him.
"Speaking of which, do you see if there's anything else bothering you?" the benevolent one said casually. "I didn't protect the little spider properly before, so I'm a little unsure of my abilities now."
Yak hesitated for a moment, looking at himself in the mirror.
In just a moment, I had fully recovered, whether it was my wounds, the energy I had expended, or my mental state.
They recovered in an instant, as if blessed by angels.
“It seems everything is alright now,” the benevolent man said casually. “That means he’s done what he asked of me.”
"You haven't answered my question yet: why are you here now?"
“It’s just a personal matter.” The Benevolent One paused for a moment. “It’s rare, though. I come here occasionally. It’s also a way of representing the church on a social issue.”
"What about Lori's child?"
"She's still crying, but she's been crying for almost a month, so she should be getting used to it by now." She said softly, "Do you want to know the specifics? I found the process of that child being disposed of very interesting, and I even recorded it with a crystal."
Don't you feel heartache?
"Why?" The benevolent one turned to leave: "I represent God's actions. Since God approves of my actions, any regret or sorrow I have would bring shame upon God."
The benevolent one emerged from the room and walked down the long, narrow corridor.
I must say the palace is very well built; at least I can rest here temporarily without any problems.
She walked down the corridor with these thoughts in mind.
Thanks to that child, the atmosphere in the central church has completely collapsed.
Especially her relationship with the arbitrator, has it deteriorated to the point where they practically fight every time they meet?
The remaining people were definitely not happy.
They bullied a child so excessively and resolutely.
Nobody feels good about it, but that's just how it is.
The only exception is the Benevolent One. The reason the Arbitrator and this guy are so at odds is because this guy is the only one who finds pleasure in bullying a child.
Therefore, he was disliked by the adjudicator.
Newcomers are definitely the most annoying.
The benevolent person felt inexplicably annoyed as he thought this.
It's been a month, and that guy called Ghost Duke still has that mocking expression.
She tried driving steel nails through every part of his body, and then carefully peeled off his skin by hand.
But it only made him laugh happily, even though every time he laughed, his muscles, which were being pierced by steel nails, were being torn apart, yet he seemed not to feel it at all.
The rest, fried and roasted, were sliced and fed to him little by little.
This guy was eating his own body and saying how delicious it was.
It's so infuriating, it makes me feel uncomfortable all over.
Each day there's a different way to play, and when the new sun rises, the child will be completely restored to its original state.
She doesn't actually have a sadistic streak, but this guy's sarcasm is off the charts. She simply can't control her urge to punch him.
And so far, I haven't found a way to deal with that guy.
Even the child named Lori has been dealt with; that girl has already endured every kind of torture imaginable.
But what else could he do? That guy had become a rotten person, a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water. There was absolutely no hope, not even despair; he was simply living in the moment, enjoying and experiencing everything.
Even when faced with pain and disaster, this guy accepts it without any pressure.
She pinched her temples to try and stop thinking about it.
She came here to revive Bai; she brought the child's magic core, which Foy can use to help her revive.
In exchange, she healed both Ark and Lady's injuries.
That was necessary anyway; she didn't want her relationship with the Arbitrator to fall apart again. If her relationship with the Arbitrator also fell apart, she might as well quit the Central Church and just travel around all day.
She heard footsteps and looked at the guy standing in front of her.
"Hey, do you still remember me after you just woke up?" Ren'ai smiled, looking at the beautiful white fox.
Bai looked at her with a slightly wary gaze, then nodded.
Then the saint went up and gave him a big hug, and neither of them said anything more.
"Don't do something so foolish next time," she said softly. "You don't need to risk your life for someone else."
Bai didn't answer, but just listened silently.
She had essentially experienced death, since for a demon, the demonic core would inevitably be destroyed once the physical body was damaged to the point of death.
Her magic core is now intact, which can only be attributed to her good luck, or perhaps that guy was just a bit silly to wake her up again.
But she is still confused since she woke up.
Her memory stopped at the moment she went to stop the Arbiter; neither the fear of death nor the desire for life arose. She simply died suddenly, utterly and completely, without any hope of survival.
She had no idea what had happened in the world; when she woke up again, she found herself in the land of the dead. The place she was supposed to be had become this place when she awoke.
Then, after I came out, I saw the benevolent one and was embraced.
Everyone was bewildered. She had so many questions to ask, like what happened to those guys, what was done to Lori, and why she was even here.
But the words were about to come out, yet she couldn't say them anymore, because there was no need. She was already here all alone, and figuring out the reason wouldn't help her survive.
"As per your request, I have replicated the physical form recorded in the magic core as closely as possible." Foy walked out of the room and looked at the two embracing each other: "But I am curious why you wanted me to resurrect a monster."
"I just want to bring a friend back to life." Ren'ai released her grip, smiling as she said, "Isn't that hard to understand?"
"Back then, Ark and the others only wanted to protect a child."
"Yes, I know. I only want to prevent human civilization from being threatened." The benevolent one shook his head and said, "Our conflict is irreconcilable; only one person can give up, so we are enemies. But the reason for our hostility has now disappeared, and it is true that I am here to express my friendliness towards the monsters."
"You have left us with no hope whatsoever."
“We’ve given you room to live, and we’ve been merciful enough,” the benevolent one replied without a trace of guilt. “We’ve always been doing what we’re supposed to do, and you’ve been doing what you’re supposed to do. Haven’t you? It’s just that you’re not doing as well as we are, so you’ll lose.”
She walked past Foy and said softly, "For this, even with an absolute advantage, our church has almost risked everything. And you've only offered verbal assistance to a few people. You monsters don't want to contribute anything; it would be a miracle if you could win."
Foy remained silent, completely at a loss for words.
An option that appeared out of nowhere suddenly appeared before both sides; it was a seed that could reverse things, a seed that could make anything possible happen.
The monsters' idea is to observe the situation first and then offer as much help as possible.
But if we're talking about commitment... if the elf's act, which is more like a declaration of self-preservation, is considered commitment, then it's practically nonexistent.
As for the church... they've played all their cards.
In this gamble, the difference in skill was immediately apparent. After all, the manager who had experienced the war was fundamentally different from the new manager who had been replaced by the monster.
They understand what is most important, and once they discover the source and core of all problems, they can immediately invest the corresponding resources.
“Brother, you don’t need to feel sorry. You did the right thing. It was right for us monsters not to invest any more.” Prism also came over and looked at Fuy, who was standing there in a daze.
“It’s my fault, and I’m not going to make excuses,” Foy said. “From the beginning, I should have at least committed all the high-level combat power we could muster. Even though we couldn’t contact anyone else, how could we win if we couldn’t even make that kind of decision?”
"I was surprised by their efficiency, perhaps 'surprised' is an understatement. Or rather, utterly astonished," she said softly. "I wasn't surprised by their decision-making ability, given it was such an old man. What shocked and disbelieved me was their efficiency." She paused, then continued, "Although I don't know how they did it, they did act immediately upon making their judgment. And we, even though you nominally represent the demons, wanted to gather all our high-level combat power within a few days."
“That’s impossible,” Foy concluded. “I can directly command no more than four Demon Lords: myself, you, and at most my father and brother. Ultimately, they are all members of my family, and I have no authority to command anyone outside my family.”
The two stood there for a very long time before slowly leaving.
There's nothing we can do about it; monsters aren't like the church, they're not a united force.
They were powerless; their original plan was to use the name of the Demon God to unite the demons. After all, everyone had accumulated strength, and if they could come together, even the Church would have no choice but to act.
It's just a pity they weren't given that opportunity; they could do nothing but lament the enemy's strength.
Yak left the room, looked at the brother and sister standing there, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to go the other way.
It's true that we should go up and say hello, but there's no point. Everyone's in a bad mood right now, and people in bad moods gathering together will only make the situation more tense.
This isn't the time for chatting anyway; let's clear our heads. Everyone has so many things to think about these days; there's no need to add to our worries with this kind of thing.
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