"I don’t know..."
At this mont, Chen Qing’s question was too sharp, and even though it knew Ziyue’s mories, it couldn’t provide a completely correct answer, as any response seed problematic.
"I don’t know?" Everyone was taken aback.
Chen Qing sneered inwardly, but his expression was as puzzled as others’: "What do you an you don’t know?"
Having soone else’s mories doesn’t necessarily an making the sa choices they would; the sa life with different personalities are what makes human nature complex. A Demon Statue, no matter how talented it is in replacing soone, is still not Ziyue. That is its only weakness. No matter how convincing the act, you are not truly them, and your decisions when facing problems may not align with the other person.
Especially with such complex issues.
"I’m not sure..." White Drawing lowered its head, looking lost. To make such an expression with a face muddled with flesh and blood, one has to admit it was quite expressive.
"The feeling of fusion... perhaps none of you have ever experienced it." White Drawing said with its head low: "That feeling of you being in and being in you, waking up every day unable to distinguish who is who. It’s valid to say I am Ziyue, the Blood Demon, or to say I’m that Reincarnator—both are correct. From the mont of fusion... we ceased to be two separate individuals."
The lancholy and confusion in its words would make anyone believe in its sincerity, but for so reason, a few people around felt an unexplainable doubt rising within them.
Chen Qing gave a slight smile, watching the creature before him strive to perform. He couldn’t help but comnd the being for its capability, truly worthy of being the template for simulating intelligent life in the past... far more convincing than any actor with a hundred million in fees.
Seeing Chen Qing’s smile, White Drawing felt a sudden and inexplicable unease.
Had it said sothing wrong?
When Chen Qing posed the question, it had combined Ziyue’s mories to provide the best response. After all, answering as the Princess of the Ancient Demon would an that even if Chen Qing still chose to collaborate, he would surely harbor suspicions. If it claid to be a Reincarnator, then the Four Holy Army, despite their gratitude, would never accept it as their leader.
This response leaned more towards the original being Ziyue but with the feelings of a Reincarnator. In its view, this was the answer most likely to win over both parties and should be faultless.
Few dared to use the fusion techniques of the Ancient Demon, nor would anyone see through its disguise. But why then did most of the Four Holy Army look at it in astonishnt, while a few high-ranking officers cast strange glances?
"It’s starting..."
The Emperor in the Paint World saw this scene and a hint of amusent flashed in his eyes. He knew that Chen Qing wasn’t so easily fooled; this individual truly was different from the rest.
The King of Qin also furrowed his brows. From the beginning, he had suspected that Chen Qing was unaffected by White Drawing’s mory erasure.
He was well familiar with White Drawing’s capabilities; in erasing soone’s mory, its own existence would also be erased, and no one would rember him. That was the truly terrifying aspect of its power—unknown to others, it left no room for doubt that the important person before them might be replaced by White Drawing.
Such an ability was nearly unsolvable in his eyes!
But it might not be effective against Chen Qing. Having inhabited Chen Qing’s body before, he was very aware that Chen Qing was initially immune to Ali’s mory manipulation.
To this day, he couldn’t figure out why.
If Chen Qing was immune to Ali, then it was possible he was immune to White Drawing as well!
"It’s of no use..." the King of Qin said coldly: "Nobody will believe him."
"The Emperor begs to differ..." the Emperor smiled: "Didn’t you see? The gazes of those Four Holy Army soldiers towards your impostor have changed, haven’t they?"
King of Qin: "....."
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"What is this..." Ziyue, who was also observing, instantly sensed that sothing was amiss.
The mont the monster replied, she distinctly felt the suspicion of the people around her.
She wondered, this answer from White Drawing indeed had issues and wasn’t in her style, but could just this one response ignite the doubts of the people around her?
Could it be...
Suddenly, a thought arose in Ziyue’s heart—could this creature’s ability... have this weakness?
With this in mind, she abruptly turned to Chen Qing—if that was the case, then there was no mistake, Chen Qing... had co to rescue her!
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"This doesn’t sound like you," Chen Qing said with a smile and a shake of his head.
Whether intentional or not, this statent only made the stares of the people around them even more inexplicable. Feeling the odd looks from the crowd, White Drawing grew increasingly uneasy inside.
"Indeed..." The War Priest, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up: "Your Highness, this does not seem in keeping with your style."
The War Priest’s words made the onlookers’ gazes grow even stranger.
For so reason, White Drawing felt that everyone seed to begin harboring doubts...
What on earth was going on?
White Drawing was baffled at this mont.
Even if he had said sothing wrong, it wouldn’t warrant so much suspicion, would it?
Chen Qing watched, suck in a breath silently; it seed this creature was still not very familiar with its own abilities!
White Drawing’s abilities were regarded as defying the natural order, but it had a weakness, indeed. Chen Qing would subconsciously incorporate a weakness into any monster he designed, ensuring that no entity was completely invincible.
White Drawing could erase its existence while replacing soone. Normally, no one would suspect White Drawing, but once its deanor significantly differed from the original, and suspicions arose, things would change.
Its ability could almost perfectly substitute for any existence, but with the prerequisite that it wouldn’t face doubt. Once soone began to suspect, even the slightest suspicion would be amplified indefinitely. And at such tis, if there were many people, one might voice so doubts, another might express other points of suspicion, and the flaws would only multiply.
The more people who doubted, the shorter its ability would last... This was White Drawing’s sole weakness!
"Perhaps..." Suppressing the shock and uncertainty in his heart, White Drawing put on a wry smile: "I don’t know what’s with today, always having such sentints."
"Is that so?" Chen Qing’s smile grew warr, but the cold light in his eyes was no longer hidden.
This self-deprecating statent seed flawless and even clever, but it was already too late. Doubt had arisen, and unless you could perfectly mimic Ziyue’s character, any ambiguous statent would only deepen the suspicions.
Sure enough, once he spoke, several people, led by the High Priest, looked slightly taken aback, then scrutinized the other with searching eyes.
"Your Highness, this is not like the spirit you had in the beginning," the Priest said gravely, looking at her: "Back then, so many opposed your suggestions, including the most powerful Council of Elders, yet you were resolute. Even though you were young, no one could decide for you. I could tell even then, you... were a genuine mber of the Imperial Clan, worthy of the pride flowing in your veins."
As he spoke, he suddenly hesitated, mumbling to himself: "Genuine..."
"High Priest is right..." Inside, White Drawing was horrified, but on the surface, he smiled and said: "Dwelling on this has no aning right now. The imdiate priority is to rescue the Guard Commander..."
"You... no... you are not Her Highness!"
Quite suddenly, an interrupting exclamation made White Drawing freeze on the spot!
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