Chapter 1165: Chapter 1016: Clone (2)
“Yes, I am the son of Helimis, a Demon who attained transcendence through improper ans.”
“If you are unwilling to acknowledge my identity, it doesn’t matter.”
“But, my Lord, please listen to , this world still cannot lose you.”
Danass spoke in an impassioned tone, addressing the girl in the mist.
“It has been a thousand years since you passed away.”
“The supre Goddess who once opposed you has fallen into a deep sleep, and the Hero who pierced your heart and defeated you has also long since slumbered.”
“Though the War of the Demin God has ended, the conflicts among the Three Great Races have not been completely resolved, and suffering still exists in the world.”
“Therefore, I awakened you, resurrected you, hoping you could return to this world and bring reform anew.”
Speaking these words, Danass resembled a passionate orator, a drear, an ambitious person, revealing emotions he had never shown before.
On the surface, Danass appeared so passionate, so excited, but in truth, his heart was already pounding like the intense beat of a drum.
Danass naturally understood that his speech at this mont was nothing more than a disguise, a perfunctory show.
He had no choice.
He was soone who could calculate every move, even push his own father to a dead end, becoming a complete Demon, and threw the Three Realms into chaos.
In this way, after collecting various ancient artifacts and learning part of the past truth, he naturally understood that this supre existence before him didn’t wish to be resurrected and even wished to die.
Although he didn’t know why it was like this, this was also the reason why Danass always wanted to know, thus going as far as to resurrect this supre existence. But before that, he still needed to face this most fundantal problem.
In the situation where this supre existence doesn’t wish to be resurrected, he took it upon himself to revive it, which is the present situation.
In other words, Danass could be crushed at any mont by this invincible supre existence before him, seen as a pest, in order to vent its anger.
Now, Danass was in an extrely dangerous predicant.
At least, this is what he believed.
Therefore, his intense speech was made to disguise the tension and fear in his heart.
Yes.
Danass was indeed nervous, afraid.
Under the condition where he might face death in the next second, who wouldn’t be nervous, afraid?
Danass was no exception.
However, the girl referred to as the Demon King seed not to bear any hostility toward Danass.
Danass could clearly feel that the other’s gaze had already fallen on him.
An unprecedented pressure thus descended upon Danass, nearly suffocating him.
(With just a gaze, she puts such pressure on , a Demon?)
Danass maintained a respectful facade, yet cold sweat was already streaming down his face.
Upon realizing that this pressure was exerted even without the opponent recovering the Treasure Jade and fully regaining her Power, Danass forced a bitter smile in his heart while sweating coldly.
(Is this the Demon King?)
At this mont, Danass truly comprehended how terrifying the existence nad Demon King was.
But, right then, the Demon King in the mist spoke.
“You are lying.”
The Demon King spoke with a voice full of sorrow.
“Reviving was never for that purpose.”
The Demon King easily saw through Danass’s bluff.
Danass fell silent.
At the side, the Princess was even more tense, unable to utter a word the entire ti, not even daring to breathe.
The unbearable silence thus lingered for a mont.
Subsequently, Danass relaxed his expression and responded in a helpless voice.
“As expected, I can’t deceive you.” Danass forced a bitter smile and said: “Indeed, that was just an excuse to pacify others.”
Whether declaring war on the Three Great Races or secretly persuading the ambitious mbers of the Three Races, Danass used this reasoning.
But this certainly was not Danass’s true purpose.
He had no interest in peace, the interaction forms among the Three Great Races, or the current world’s structure at all.
To so extent, Danass was much like Shane, soone present in this world yet wishing to stay aloof from all matters.
The Princess recalled Danass’s declaration upon becoming a Demon.
“I want to know the true Reason of this world.”
This was Danass’s response when the Princess asked what his plans were after becoming a Demon and what his dreams were.
This answer was what Danass most wanted to do.
Indeed.
“This world is nothing but sothing created by the omnipotent Goddess, why should I be interested in it?”
“What interests is the true Reason, that is, the two existences that transcend this world, born from nothingness—the Goddess and the Demon King.”
“As the beginning of everything, as the source of all, why were the two of them born, and why do they exist?”
“This is the true Reason of this world.”
“In other words, what I wish to understand is the realm that transcends this world, the knowledge beyond it, not rely transcending Life to beco a Demon.”
This was Danass’s inner thought.
Becoming a Demon was just his first step.
Transcending Life, becoming a Demon who breaches the Life Limit, was just sothing done to achieve this dream.
Even instigating war and all the efforts to resurrect the Demon King were just actions taken to fulfill this dream.
What Danass truly craved was to use everything in this world as a stepping stone to contact the origin pair and, through them, trace the world’s Reason.
Danass took a series of actions for this reason.
But…
“No, that is also a lie.”
The voice of the Demon King in the mist beca more sorrowful.
“What?”
Danass couldn’t help but be dumbfounded.
It wasn’t just Danass; even the Princess was slightly stunned.
Because, as far as she knew, this was indeed Danass’s thought, the dream Danass had shared.
But the girl known as the Demon King denied it all.
“Haven’t you realized it yourself?”
The Demon King’s sorrowful murmur continued.
“If this truly was your dream, your objective, you actually have no need to resurrect .”
Upon hearing this, Danass was instantly struck thunderstruck, frozen in place.
The Demon King’s mournful voice continued to resonate.
“If you want to know the world’s Reason, then go and seek it.”
“Even if you think of ways to contact the Goddess who created this world and inquire that All-Knowing, almighty entity, it would be more practical than reviving in such a roundabout way and then contacting .”
“At the end of the day, you don’t need at all.”
“Because I am just a concentration of Power, possessing only Power, unlike the Goddess, who is so omnipotent and adept at manifesting miracles.”
Even if she were revived and contacted, what could she unravel?
If her Power truly contained things pointing to Reason, then studying the power she left in this world should suffice. Reviving her serves no purpose, bringing about unnecessary risks and many troubleso processes.
These things shouldn’t be beyond Danass’s calculation.
But Danass still chose this unnecessary path without hesitation.
Why?
It’s simple.
“This is a lie you use to deceive yourself, a contradiction even you failed to realize.”
“Everything you’ve done was, in fact, to revive ; this is your most fundantal purpose.”
“Why did you do this?”
“Because, this is an instruction engraved in your very instincts.”
“You are instinctively, subconsciously, unintentionally pursuing , pursuing the existence known as ‘Demon King.'”
This was sothing even Danass himself hadn’t realized, discovered.
The reason for this is also simple.
“Once, Ominis wept in sorrow due to her loss, causing her despair, pain, and sadness to fuse with the Great Secret Rite of [Hero Summoning], giving birth to a Clone.”
“And my despair back then was not inferior to hers in the least.”
“If so, just as her despair could concentrate into a Clone, so could mine.”
The Demon King’s voice, full of sorrow, echoed in Danass’s ears.
“You are my Clone.”
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