This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous Chapter 1122 - 1122 510 True Greed

1122: Chapter 510: True Greed 1122: Chapter 510: True Greed “Self-redemption?

Ridiculous!”

The Watchman’s mind echoed with Gusha’s hearty laughter.

“What wrong have I done?

What do I need to redeem myself for?

I am just like all of you, rely a part of the world’s existence, simply doing what I am supposed to do.

Why should I be stripped of my freedom and imprisoned forever in this ghostly place?”

“How can you think that what you are doing is correct?”

The Watchman frowned and sowhat puzzled, spoke up, “All you know is killing and causing disaster.

Wherever you Beasts of Catastrophe go, the earth becos a place full of lantation and rivers of blood; too many innocent creatures die by your hands.

That’s exactly why hatred for you is born among other beings and why you are imprisoned here!

If you don’t change your nature and actions, even if you escape this ti, you will inevitably end up imprisoned again sooner or later.”

“Other creatures?

Innocents?

Giggling…”

Gusha laughed once more.

“In the end, aren’t you also standing from the perspective of ‘living beings’, treating as your imaginary enemy?

My imprisonnt is not because you are so ‘innocent’, but rather it’s because I have encroached upon your interests!”

“You intelligent species always consider yourselves as the world’s masters; presuming that under the na of ‘survival’, you have the right to recklessly transform the world to better suit your existence.

But have you ever considered that to the world itself, it’s you ‘creatures’ that are the real cancer!”

“Creatures of the Real World have no chanism of life span.

As long as there is sufficient food and no accidents occur, all creatures can live forever.

This will inevitably lead to an ever-increasing number of creatures until the world collapses.

The existence of us Beasts of Catastrophe is precisely to curb the rampant proliferation of creatures, to regularly kill off large numbers of them and maintain the overall count within a controllable range.

This is a necessary chanism for world balance!”

“You, the intelligent races, whether Divine Race or humans, are all the sa in your selfishness and greed.

You are so greedy that you attempt to destroy the world’s chanisms, turning the whole world into your accessory, and then have the shalessness to cloak it with ‘protecting the world’!”

“…”

For the first ti in the debate with Gusha, the Watchman was left speechless.

Indeed, he had always looked at problems from the human perspective, but if viewed from the whole Earth’s perspective, it was humans who were the cancer.

They were always striving to live better lives; for that end, they had irreversibly transford the world, and the sa was true for the Divine Race in the Real World.

“How ridiculous!

All of you, trying every possible way to imprison , yet you don’t realize that so snakes are destined not to be caged.

Each scale on its body is drenched with the radiance of freedom!” Gusha’s defiant voice continued to carry through.

“Emmm, you rember your lines quite clearly, huh…” The Watchman’s expression turned odd.

What comforted him was that Gusha had at least listened seriously to his sermons over the years.

He was certain that the overly dramatic snake from four thousand years ago could never have articulated such a logically clear theory.

Yet unexpectedly, his millennia of preaching had not led it to a change of heart, but rather, he had grood it into a ‘philosophical snake’ that had truly contemplated its own reason for existence.

However, now wasn’t the ti for considering such philosophical issues.

At this mont, the Dark Cave Beasts lying dormant beneath the cavern’s depths were once again on the move.

One by one, the usually tranquil Dark Cave Beasts, as if sensing sothing extrely terrifying, scrambled frantically upward.

They looked like countless upside-down black waterfalls, climbing up the rock walls surrounding them.

“Quick, think of sothing!

Gusha’s true form is hidden among them!” the Watchman urgently cried out.

Expressions tightened on the faces of the others.

In fact, there was no need for the Watchman to explain; when he had ntioned Gusha’s escape a mont ago, combined with the situation of the gathering Dark Cave Beasts, they had already begun to vaguely piece together the cause and effect.

“It’s an incarnation made from shed snake skin!” the Lamp God said, his face pale.

“Shedding skin is one of Gusha’s escape tactics.

Theoretically, this kind of incarnation can carry a very small portion of Gusha’s power…”

However, under normal circumstances with the Seal Spear undamaged, Gusha shouldn’t be able to shed its skin, so he was also uncertain about how Gusha had managed it.

Nevertheless, it was clear that Gusha intended to blend in with the group of Dark Cave Beasts and escape from this predicant!

The only good news was that Gusha seed unable to directly control these Dark Cave Beasts in battle.

Otherwise, Gusha would only need to command the Dark Cave Beasts to pounce on them, and that would be more than enough trouble for them to handle.

It had only temporarily used so thod to attract the Dark Cave Beasts en masse to the bottom of the cliff, and now it was using the power of fear to force them to panic and flee, while it blended in with them in the escape.

“We must stop it at once!” the Lamp God urged.

However, he was only able to blurt out such a line, for the problem was, how to stop them?

The number of Dark Cave Beasts was simply too great; the cavern’s bottom was already alarmingly wide, and now their density had reached a level so concentrated it was dizzying to behold.

Hundreds of thousands of Dark Cave Beasts, each indistinct and just a dark mass, their bodies entangled together in layers, nearly blotting out all the light from the underground.

Finding Gusha’s location was impossible, let alone stopping it.