Chapter 1101 - 36: Betley, I’m Here to Negotiate Terms_2

Chapter 1101: Chapter 36: Betley, I’m Here to Negotiate Terms_2

Aside from that, the mention of the eldest son by Emperor Roselle also made his thoughts drift slightly.

The name was Shire...

An Extraordinary of the Generalist Pathway...

Emmmmm, it must be a coincidence, right? The Intis Prince also soon died in terror after the emperor was assassinated.

Without overthinking, Klein’s focus was entirely on the last page of the diary in his hands, and soon his eyes slightly brightened. This page recorded Emperor Roselle contacting a person self-referred to as "Gate" Mister again... Hmm, again? Which means he’d contacted once before? Damn, these scattered diaries are totally out of order.

Klein felt a bit frustrated, but thankfully, even if they were out of order, the content on the diary remained greatly useful.

"Gate" Mister seemed to be trapped, requesting Emperor Roselle for help to return to the real world. However, the emperor did not easily fall for it, extracting valuable information from the other party’s mouth and having no intention of acting to release this suspicious and dangerous individual back into the real world.

The valuable information he extracted was about part of the history of the Fourth Epoch, the horrifying truth that Divine Spirits could go mad, and two laws of Extraordinary characteristics...

Master Fool couldn’t help but have his heart race, hardly managing to calm himself down. After a brief silence, he glanced across the long table at Miss "Justice" and Mr. "The Hanged Man," having formed new thoughts in his mind.

With light knuckle tapping on the bronze table, drawing their attention, Klein chuckled securely and peacefully:

"Roselle mentioned some obscured history in the diary, covering some simple common sense, the latter reminding me, I seem to have not told you..."

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Endless darkness...

Intense storm...

Boundless despair blowing around, relentless sinister lightning storms occasionally tearing through the depth, thunderous resonance echoing endlessly across the ages, briefly illuminating this lightless dark world...

A massive figure composed of pure "light spheres" was trapped within this eternal storm and darkness, enduring silence brought by darkness, the steel-like wind pressure slicing, and the pollution erosion originating from Outer God... It seemed it might collapse anytime, yet it had persisted, and such enduring scenery had lasted for thousands of years.

"Do not save me... do not save me..."

Though it was not a full moon, it continued muttering endlessly, as if in thousands of years of persistence, the simple dialogue had already been carved into its spirituality and instinct.

"Hello, Berthel..."

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared, shattering the seemingly eternal scenery.

The massive figure composed of pure "light spheres" raised its head, only to see a faint shadow appearing silently up front at some unknown time, seemingly existing only within its viewpoint, and apart from that, everything else—matter, space-time, phenomena, objectivity—it didn’t exist, as if it were a pseudo-illusion only conscious to the person involved.

"I’m here to negotiate terms." The shadow said faintly.

Its outline was clearly so ethereal, yet the darkness couldn’t conceal it, nor could the sinister storm have any effect on it.

"...Negotiate... terms?" After quite a while, Berthel Abraham seemed to react, its thought process sluggish as if a rusted robot, words and actions turned extremely slow, showing a sense of struggle and pain.

"I can rescue you from your current predicament... as the price, you have to hand over your destiny to me, how about it?"

The shadow evaluated "Gate" Mister, unable to help but praise in its heart, this powerful existence appeared to be a massive humanoid figure composed of light spheres formed by Star Worm, layered with doors, which is the mythical creature form of the complete Apprentice Pathway, meaning this existence had reached an astonishing level.

In fact, the title itself spoke its meaning.

The apex of the Apprentice Pathway, Sequence 0’s title is "Gate"... Berthel Abraham, self-referred as "Gate" Mister, is truly the pinnacle of this path.

Only one step from the promotion ceremony, it could become a genuine Divine Spirit... However, unfortunately, being one step short, it fell slightly short of returning as the Black Emperor like Mr. Huang, after all.

The root cause lay in the blood-colored robe worn by "Gate" Mister, seemingly transformed by the tide of blood into an eerie robe, its essence actually an embodiment of the erosive pollution of the Fallen Mother Goddess... It’s said, this Mother Goddess deserves its title as a pillar-level Cosmic Entity, if in the original trajectory from "Gate" Mister to Roselle, there were two Sequence Zeros captured by it.

Yet in the current fate, the situation slightly changed.

Though due to Mr. Huang’s chaotic operations, after realizing Gu Mo’s existence later, deliberately provoking the Original Moon for balance, still allowing the Fallen Mother Goddess to interfere, it didn’t seize control... Gu Mo was also displeased, besides retaliating against Mr. Huang, he prepared a minor Outer Heaven Demon shock for the Fallen Mother Goddess.

There’s no way to only lose one’s pieces without retaking, so he set his sights on "Gate" Mister.

"...Who are you?" Berthel Abraham seemed to realize something, staring at the shadow ahead firmly, "An enemy of the Mother Goddess... another Cosmic Entity?"

"You can think of it that way." The shadow readily acknowledged.

"Then no need..."

"Gate" Mister decisively refused, even though the enemy’s enemy is a friend, this saying doesn’t apply to the current occasion.

To it, the other Cosmic Entities were no different from the Mother Goddess, all terrifying beings eyeing its homeland. It endured for so long without succumbing, refusing to let the Fallen Mother Goddess destroy everything it cherished... Why would it agree to this condition, then?

"Truly a pity..." The shadow’s eyes flashed with admiration, "Only, it’s not up to you."

"...!!"

Berthel Abraham’s emotions slightly changed, with the pure light spheres constituting its body rapidly collapsing and recomposing, revealing its emotional fluctuation at this moment.

"Your body is imprisoned by the Fallen Mother Goddess, but your mind is incarcerated by yourself."

The shadow didn’t mind, merely continuing to speak self-indulgently—

"I lack your bizarre divinity and powerful pollution and assimilation power... but purely in terms of mastering and controlling the mind, I hold absolute confidence, there’s nothing about the soul and persona that cannot be analyzed, modifying consciousness, controlling thoughts, manipulating the mind is truly simple, only depending on my willingness..."

"Even if it’s you, Berthel, upon knowing my existence, my information already inscribed in your mind..."

"The memory acts like a seed that can root and sprout at any time, transforming your fundamental thoughts directly into my presence..."

What Ah Meng behavior!

Berthel Abraham was utterly shocked, decisively urging spirituality, letting the blood-colored robe billow, for the first time preparing to actively utilize the Fallen Mother Goddess’s power, at least to alert that existence.

"Truly decisive, only it’s futile, I’m currently engaged in a passionate gaze with the Fallen Mother Goddess, temporarily captivating her attention, she won’t notice here..." The shadow chuckled, its wicked enjoyment, coming in forcefully now, was naturally fully prepared.

Thus, saying this wasn’t wrong; indeed, it’s a passionate gaze.

That temperature soaring above Planck level suffices to scorch the fragile physical universe’s gaze, isn’t it scorching enough?

Pupil of Chaos—

The actual essence is Star Destroyer Cannon, but not a device for annihilating planets, rather a suppression weapon targeting stars.

Moreover, it entails a four-stage liberation restriction, ordinarily residing in the first stage planetary attack, belonging to the state of immediate firing without energy charging, nothing more to say... Sequentially releasing restriction, enabling second-layer galaxy-level attack, third-layer spacetime-level attack, and fourth-layer concept-breaking attack.

When restriction liberation elevates to the highest, with 100% charged output power, Pupil of Chaos opened its eyes towards the moon.

That unheralded yet "passionate and enthusiastic" scorching gaze assuredly suffices to land a powerful shot on the Fallen Mother Goddess, nearly hitting the soul mark!

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(PS: First time bitten by ants, hospitalized, over fifty bites... almost left this beautiful world (;′д｀)ゞ)