Chapter 1085 - 31: Nothing Left to Fear_3

Chapter 1085: Chapter 31: Nothing Left to Fear_3

emmmm, makes a lot of sense.

"You’re really stubborn... Alright, stop it, don’t waste your effort, you can’t hurt me."

Gu Mo sighed, realizing the troublesome nature of Mr. Huang, indeed, he thought this initial account was ruined from the start, but unfortunately, he never had the chance to switch.

Roselle narrowed his eyes slightly, continuing to stare at this illusory Spirit Body with a vigilant and angry gaze.

He indeed did not follow the rules, when the villain started spouting nonsense, he chose not to listen obediently but decisively seized the opportunity to launch an attack... However, it was empty, just that kind of feeling.

It’s not like punching a cotton pillow, but more like all the attacks directly falling into the void.

No feedback whatsoever.

Only—

"Ha, it’s not that you can’t be hurt, it’s that you are now just an illusory ghost, there’s no way you could possibly descend..." Suddenly realizing, Roselle laughed instead of getting angry and said mockingly, "If you truly couldn’t be stopped, then why did you just now want to invade reality? Doesn’t that prove you haven’t successfully come in?"

His eyes sparkled with certainty as he said, "So it seems, the Original Moon really held you back!"

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"..."

The illusory Spirit Body frowned at Roselle, without speaking.

"Ha, so that’s how it is..."

Roselle suddenly bloomed with joy, his hearty laughter causing the entire massive pyramid tomb to visibly shake under the majesty of the Black Emperor’s laugh.

"How does it feel to have your plans disrupted by the Original Moon, to fail at the critical last moment... Did you really think I’m so simple, being used by you unknowingly, that the last moments of my life were really just to send me to my death with no preparations?"

Mr. Huang seemed to have turned the tables, he sat back on the throne, laughing with satisfaction: "When a Demon enters the house and the owner is completely unable to fight against this Demon, what should be done? The best method is naturally to bring another Demon in, let them fight amongst themselves, this way you can snatch life from the jaws of death, if nothing else, you can at least buy some more time..."

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"..."

"Why aren’t you talking, are you very angry?"

Facing the suddenly silent ghost, Roselle seemed even more pleased, this resurrected Divine Spirit letting out an arrogant and carefree laugh, showing no sign of hiding the tone in his voice.

Until—

"You, looks like I really have to teach you a lesson..." Gu Mo said calmly.

"Bring whatever skills you have, I’ve held on for so long, didn’t see you achieve anything... There’s nothing more to fear!" Roselle couldn’t help but snicker, he was in a state of a dead pig not fearing scalding water, not at all scared. Then the very next moment, he watched as the ghost on the other side waved his hand, and with the changes in light and shadow, different scenes emerged.

It’s a scene of a young man praying devoutly before an altar.

Shire?! Is he still alive?

Wait?! Is this a threat using my own son?

Roselle was stunned for a moment, and the simultaneous voice also caught his attention, it seemed like Shire had completed some task and was reporting to the Divine Spirit he believed in... Damn it! Damn it! When did Shire fall into this quagmire, did the Steam Church not continue to shelter him after my death? Otherwise, why would Shire become a Cultist?!

Roselle was both shocked and angry.

The brief exchange in the light and shadow had already ended.

Faced with the commendation and reward from his faith, the devout follower Shire hesitated for a moment, expressing the reward he wished for:

"I wish... to learn the kind of writing in my father’s diary."

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"..."

A short silence.

The air seemed to freeze.

Roselle’s eyes widened, completely dumbfounded: "No, you can’t do that... you, you bastard ......"