"Smart as the Clown is, all your guesses are correct.
I am about to find the thod to save this world. This is not empty talk; rather, I have already seen the direction of the future!
But before that day cos, there are still many preparations to be made.
The Clown cannot help with these things, and I also cannot guide the Clown to do anything. So the Clown can only do what he thinks is right.
Continue your performance, attract the Universe's line of sight, and use the Clown's comicality to cover for , letting
go to the Real Universe once more to find the final clue to piece together the answer!"
"???"
Going from great sorrow to great joy probably only took a few minutes!
Cheng Shi had never thought he would be able to get such a hopeful answer from [Deceit]'s mouth. He was actually really about to find a thod!?
But why go to the Real Universe, and who didn't want Him to go to the Real Universe?
[Ti]?
Even if [Ti] refused to let [Deceit] go in order to seek stability, hadn't Mockery and Jeering already connected the pathway leading to the Real Universe? For [Deceit] to walk His own path, whose consent did He still need?
Cheng Shi was sowhat unable to understand, but through the words 'attract the Universe's line of sight', he still guessed sothing. His heart suddenly tightened, and his expression changing slightly, he said:
"You are being watched, right? Who is it?
[Origin]!?"
[Deceit] slowly moved His line of sight away and did not respond to Cheng Shi, instead continuing to speak on His own:
"Just missing a little bit. Just missing a little bit to be able to connect the clues of the entire era, and just missing a little bit to find the answer concerning the world's future.
I have already seen that little bit, so I must go, and no one can stop .
But from this mont on, the Clown can no longer leave the stage belonging to him.
I will destroy the stairs leading off the stage, until the Clown's performance drops its curtain.
Furthermore, I must urge the Clown to imdiately begin his performance. As the Circus Ringmaster, I will personally pen the script for the era's curtain call. The Clown only needs to rember: no matter how absurd the script is, your performance cannot stop. This is also the key to winning the audience's applause.
As long as the audience is willing to cheer for the performance, I believe this curtain call performance will definitely be able to gamble and win the future of this Starry Sky!
The day I return from the Real Universe shall be the ti this world's future arrives!"
"!!!"
[Deceit]'s words were spoken too beautifully, scaring Cheng Shi so much that he almost didn't dare to believe it.
When had the Fear Faction ever fought such an affluent battle?
[Deceit] said He could definitely find the answer. What thod exactly had He thought of to deceive [Origin] and break away from the experint? Could it be that starting from now, [Origin] had already lost its gaze upon this Starry Sky?
That's not right. If it was really like this, why did [Deceit] still need to find an opportunity to go to the Real Universe? Shouldn't He just leave whenever He wanted?
Or was His thod of deceiving the Creator starting from deceiving Himself?
Then is it a scam now?
Cheng Shi frowned. He pondered everything before his eyes. Aside from feeling there were a bit too many flags, he seemingly didn't find any flaws in this heart-to-heart session.
Compared to doubting this was a scam, whether emotionally or out of hope, Cheng Shi was more inclined to believe it was true.
No matter what, laying bare His heart to this extent, and with ti being tight to this degree, [Deceit] couldn't possibly be deceiving people again...
Right?
Cheng Shi was very panicky. In his heart, he frantically sought an answer from another:
Brother Mouth, how do you see it?
Fool's Lips remained silent for a long ti, and gave an answer almost equivalent to a truth:
"I am a mouth, I cannot see."
"..."
Perhaps knowing that this was no longer the ti to joke around, Fool's Lips added another sentence after 'going through the motions':
"I am His follower. Although He is nad [Deceit], I... will always believe Him."
Cheng Shi froze. Digesting an emotion from Brother Mouth that had never appeared before, he nodded silently.
Understood.
If he still didn't trust at this ti, then within this Universe, what else was left that could be trusted?
The Clown raised his head, looking at his Benefactor with a burning gaze. Nodding heavily, he said a single word:
"Okay."
[Deceit] smiled. Even having lost the dazzling starlight, His mysteriously spinning spirals still cast brilliant side glances.
"Very good. Then next, the performance officially begins.
I will bestow upon you the ability to deceive the gods, and incidentally leave this Starry Sky to head to the Real Universe to find the things I need. And the current Clown, before stepping onto the stage, only needs to stand in the audience seats and witness...
The curtain call performance of [Void]."
After saying this, before Cheng Shi could even react, those mysteriously spinning spirals spun faster and faster, so fast they almost smoothed out all the mystery. In an instant, the void moved unusually, and mocking sounds rose from all sides!
Countless Masks, like rain falling upwards, broke through the ground from the depths of the void one after another, streaking across the void like teors and falling toward the distant firmant.
Every Mask was either ridiculing or laughing, or angry or mocking. Their shouts rose one after another, resonating with the sa sound. The twisted sounds accompanied by the void's echoes felt like loudly singing a sonata exclusively belonging to [Deceit].
Cheng Shi situated himself within it, only feeling that above and below were all sneers, and front and back were all ridicule and mocking. He completely didn't seem like an audience mber, but more like a clown surrounded by countless audience mbers on stage being jeered and mocked.
But there wasn't a trace of awkwardness or nervousness on this clown's face, nor a trace of unease. There was only eyes full of solemnity.
He stared fixedly at the eyes blinking lightly in harmony with the sonata beneath countless Masks, seemingly already having guessed the script's direction.
But even if he knew this was only a performance in the script, everything right now still made his heart panic.
This play titled the curtain call performance of [Void]—it turned out it was truly a curtain call. However, just [Deceit] alone couldn't count as all of [Void].
Sure enough, after a short while, the void's lody changed.
The lively sounds of the Masks gradually faded, and the sorrowful and solemn song of fate began to pitch high.
The Masks streaking across the void exploded one after another, scattering into a sky full of dice rain. Every dice was spinning rapidly during the process of rising, and then rolled out countless 1-points in the rain curtain of fixed destiny.
These countless 1-points were even more like mockery than the Masks. They ca from the void, and went back into the void. The trajectories they streaked across were like two twisted circles, and the whistling sounds they brought out were like a sharp carving knife, executing a death by a thousand cuts on all living creatures who had suffered the misfortune of fate.
Cheng Shi blankly watched this scene, his eyes gradually losing focus. But in the next second, a loud boom pulled him back from the edge of his trance.
"Boom—"
Exploded!
That was a booming sound that shook the Universe!
The void imdiately collapsed! The gods were shocked upon hearing the sound, and descended one after another!
At the center of that explosion, that pair of eyes that should originally have existed had long since vanished. Replacing it was a shattered giant hole leading to the depths of endless void. Howling violent winds roared at the hole's mouth, spewing dazzling psychedelic colors outwards.
These colors were abstract and twisted, dazzling and chaotic, completely out of tune with the pitch-black void.
But it was precisely because of these completely incompatible features that Cheng Shi recognized what these multicolored brilliances were at a glance.
Mockery and Jeering!
This river of [Existence] deeply buried in the void had actually, following that explosive boom, detached from [Void], evaporated into abstract pitch-blackness within the void, and completely dried up...
It wasn't until confirming that this scene before his eyes was real, did the doubtful and alard Clown murmur in disbelief amidst the shock of the gods:
"Lord... Benefactor?
Ha, you self-destructed?
This is the saving you spoke of? This is the fallback thod you spoke of?
Who did you save, and whose fallback was it?
I only saw a shaful deserter, who at the mont right before going to the battlefield abandoned his comrades and chose to run away!
[Deceit], co out and see ! Don't think you can deceive
like this. I know you aren't dead, co out and see !"
Right as his voice fell, a sneer ca from among the gods.
A pair of eyes sared full of chaotic white miasma looked at Cheng Shi in the center of the stage, saying faintly:
"There are many foolish ones in the world, but don't treat all the gods as fools either.
Exactly who is deceiving who?
[Deceit] painstakingly managed things up to this point, yet at the final step chose to self-destruct. Who would believe it?
Even if He had long known that all this was nothing more than a foolish act, would He be willing to resign Himself without personally giving it a try?
Stop deceiving. What tricks is your [Void] playing again?
It is impossible for [Deceit] to die, but it is not necessarily impossible for Him to hide the so-called fixed destiny at the final mont, pulling off a Steal Day.
Speaking thus, Cheng Shi...
Could it be that the current you is actually [Deceit]?
Where did you hide your follower?
Do you think this wouldn't be a foolish act then?"
"..."
At this mont, Cheng Shi understood.
He had never thought that the ability [Deceit] bestowed upon him to deceive the gods was this kind.
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