Foolish Game of the Chapter 740: It Wasn't I Who Turned Him — It Was Destin

"Alright, no need to keep emphasizing you're a clown. Devotion is shown through action, not words.

Now then — tell . How exactly do you plan to 'shatter every facade of the Void' for your new Benefactor?"

"..."

Cheng Shi's lip twitched. He wanted to point at sothing and curse, but knew he couldn't. So he stifled his frustration and huffed hard:

"I have already shattered the Void's facade. I saw through the false Ti and beheld my true Lord — Deceit!"

"?"

Those eyes froze. The spirals within them spun rapidly at Cheng Shi's words. He laughed — seemingly pleased by the clown's quick thinking — yet He still didn't let up:

"Not bad. Clear-headed.

By that logic, should I also reward your devotion for facing 'Ti' without flinching?"

Angry as he was, Cheng Shi could still distinguish between sarcasm and genuine praise. Right now, the last thing he wanted was any "reward." He just needed to understand what today's bewildering faith fusion was all about:

"I'll pass on the Void's reward, my Lord. I just..."

"Very well — you've voluntarily forfeited the reward." Those gleeful eyes cut him off. But a heartbeat later, the upturned eye-corners flattened, and a cold storm rose within: "Since you don't want a reward, let's discuss punishnt."

"?"

'WHAT!?'

Cheng Shi gaped. He blinked innocently, thinking: 'Sure, I committed plenty of blasphemy today — but against YOU, Deceit? That was pure tribute! What punishnt!?'

Those eyes scoffed at their follower and delivered the verdict without rcy:

"Arbitrarily speculating on and distorting a deity's will constitutes blasphemy. Blaspheming your own Benefactor doubles the offense. Inciting an Existence follower to blasphe his own Benefactor — that is a capital cri beyond redemption.

I was going to offset your rits against your sins, considering your daily devotion, but...

Hee~

You forfeited the reward yourself. Hmm, let

think... what sentence should I give you?"

"!!!???"

'No — HUH!?'

'You can DO that!?'

Cheng Shi was numb. He stood there vacant-eyed, staring at his Benefactor, thinking: 'Please, my Lord — stop. The world outside is already full of clowns, and they're all nad Cheng Shi. Keep it up and the planet's going to be stained red by clown noses...'

Seeing that Cheng Shi had suddenly abandoned all argunt and resistance, the Fun God — who'd been laughing until now — sighed and shook His head wistfully:

"As expected — once you've seen enough clowns, they stop being funny.

What a sha. Ti to find new entertainnt.

Enough. My ti is limited. If you have questions, ask them now. If you keep standing there like a mute, I'll start wondering if you're actually Silence's pet."

"!!!"

Hearing this, Cheng Shi's spirit reignited. 'Finally — the main event!' 'My Lord, if You're letting

ask freely, I've got plenty.'

He straightened up. Eyes blazing, he gazed at those orbiting eyes. His first question cut straight to the day's core:

"My Lord — why did You want Destiny to fuse with Ti?"

"Hmm. Good question. Next."

"?"

Cheng Shi blinked. "You... haven't answered?"

"I also never said I'd answer. I just told you to hurry up and ask."

"..." Cheng Shi laughed — the angry kind. He nodded rapidly, muttering "good, good, great," then jerked his head up: "Second question — why did You want Destiny to fuse with Ti?"

"..." The eyes stopped laughing. The spirals ceased spinning. They stared at their follower.

"My Lord, may I ask my third question? My third question is: why did You want Destiny to fuse with Ti?"

This ti, Deceit finally reacted. The eyes blinked rapidly; the eye-corners rose again.

"If there were a divine na called 'Persistence' among the gods, I'd almost think..."

"That I'm Persistence's pet? Yes. I am. Now — my fourth question is—"

"Fine. Given that Persistence's pet showed so cleverness today, I'll grant you one answer."

Those swirling eyes chuckled: "Don't you think fusing opposing faiths is fun?"

"..."

'Great, great — of course it's fun. So that's why You bestowed a second faith upon Your Dragon King?'

'To watch the fun?'

'Worthy of You, truly!'

Cheng Shi was speechless. After a mont's thought, he pressed: "But if it's fun — why didn't You have

fuse with mory instead?

That way I'd carry both Void and Existence. Wouldn't that double the fun?"

"Bold! Watch your words, clown — do you an to blasphe

to My face?

I am a god of the Void! How could I fuse with Existence?

That mory follower situation was rely a tossed-off favor — a swindled devotee, nothing more. Actively compromising with Existence would be defecting from the Void!"

"???" Cheng Shi's jaw dropped. He pointed vaguely toward so distant patch of sky: "My Lord — isn't Destiny a Void deity? Isn't Ti an Existence deity?

You pushed this fusion! How is that 'defecting from the Void'?"

Deceit pondered for exactly one second, then said gravely: "I understand your point. So you're saying it was Destiny who defected from the Void?"

"..."

'???'

'What exactly do YOU understand!?'

'Who defected from the Void!?'

'WHICH Void deity orchestrated all of today!?'

'You're over here playing Destiny, playing Ti — and now that the fusion's done, you want to dump the bla on !?'

'Has it occurred to You how enormous a divine bla-shift is? Forget

— could even those Envoys and Servant Gods carry that weight?'

'You're literally treating

like a side dish. And since when does a side dish take the bla? Side dishes go INTO the pot...'

'Whoever wants to carry it can carry it. I'm not.'

Cheng Shi had had enough. Eyes twitching violently, he declared with righteous severity: "No, no, no — a certain god defected from the Void. But I don't believe it was Destiny."

"Then who do you think it was?" Those eyes smirked.

"...I don't know. Further investigation required." Cheng Shi craned his neck, stubbornly playing dumb.

"Tch—

No god has defected from the Void. This era is the Void's era. No one would leave the Void.

As a Void walker, you must view everything from the Void's perspective.

Who says Their fusion necessarily ans the Void has a problem? What if it's Ti who defected from Existence?"

"!!!"

Cheng Shi was shaken. Eyes wide, he silently digested the Fun God's words. 'This perpetually-busy Ti who never has ti... actually had ti to defect?'

'He beca a turncoat?'

'Then what does that make ?'

'A turncoat's follower?'

'But... why?'

Cheng Shi was baffled. He looked up at the Fun God again, asking in disbelief: "You... turned Ti?"

Deceit shook His head. Tone heavy with implication:

"It wasn't I who turned Him. It was Destiny."

"What does that an?"

"Exactly what it sounds like. Why — the clown just fused with Ti and he's suddenly this interested in Ti?

Strange... I've never once heard you ask about your other Benefactor... Destiny."

"..."