Chapter 1496: Chapter 282: For the End of the War
“Normal-minded people wouldn’t want to make things harder for themselves,” Nellie sighed. “Especially undertakings that concern the entire world, they definitely should be as secure as possible. If there were no accidents, why would I rashly let a large force enter the realm of the living to build a fortress, risking an irreversible war? Couldn’t you have doubted that? Ah, I see, you thought it was a performance I put on to make the control of this body by Danacus seem more convincing.”
“Huh, I did indeed think wrongly,” Pannis said with a stern face, nodding. “I should have realized earlier, with military matters such as these, you can see clearer than anyone, impossible not to foresee the severe consequences that would arise if this encountered problems. You are not the kind of person to gamble the fate of the world and the Undead for your own goals. You must have had other reasons.”
“Heh, that’s right, there were other reasons,” Nellie smirked self-mockingly. “The problem is, even I don’t know what those reasons are. I can clearly rember having done it, recall every detail, but just can’t figure out why, nor can I rember what I was thinking at the ti. It’s as if… as if these mories belong to soone else, and I’ve rely seen them. Thank goodness, there have been quite a few similar situations before, so I’m not too shocked.”
“Quite a few tis?” Pannis asked with a frown. “Has it gotten that severe?”
“Of course, why else would I hide alone in my own space, afraid to go out,” Nellie said with a nod. “I’m worried about my dwindling self-control and then doing sothing excessive to the Undead, that’s why I’ve been hiding and not showing myself.”
Nobody spoke again, and the atmosphere beca tense. The two leaned on each other, thinking to themselves. After a while, Pannis ventured to ask, “You said just now that this has been happening over the past dozen years or so?”
“Yes, not more than twenty years. Absolutely nothing of the sort happened before the Temple of Danacus re-erged, and not in the initial years after it surfaced. It seed to begin around the ti his followers started to accelerate the frequency of their sacrifices,” Nellie affird. “At first, I thought it was because I hadn’t completely blocked the sacrifices, allowing Danacus to absorb so power from them, which led to his ability to influence . But now that you’ve ntioned, perhaps Danacus can receive information from the outside world through special ans and can respond, which ans that even while he slumbers, he can still affect , only that he didn’t do it before for so reason. However, regardless of the reason, he’s beco increasingly restless – that’s what I ant by ‘sleepwalking’ earlier.”
“Perhaps it’s not sleepwalking, just that his power has strengthened,” Pannis muttered. “He’s moving from deep sleep to light sleep, which is why the power he projects is growing stronger.”
“Maybe,” Nellie said noncommittally. “After all, you understand theoretical matters better than I do. But whether it’s sleepwalking or the depth of sleep, the fact that he can emanate such strong power even while in slumber shows the gap between the soul’s strength of a Deity and mortals is real and so vast it’s practically insurmountable. No one can deny that the day he awakens will be the day this war ultimately fails. You wouldn’t disagree with that, right?”
“Is that the reason for those plans of yours?” Pannis veered away from Nellie’s question and countered, “Bringing here to kill you, is that your whole intention?”
“Who would consider suicide their entire purpose,” Nellie rolled her eyes at Pannis, speaking irritably. “I’ve always said, the war hasn’t ended, so I plan to end it. Whether it’s the war between the living and the Undead, or between us and Danacus, it’s ti for it to end promptly. Neither of our worlds can bear the pressure of war any longer, so decisively ending this war soon is my goal. Having you kill is rely a ans to that end. Nobody wants to die when not absolutely necessary, Kyle. I am a person, or at least I once was. I don’t want to die either. I don’t want to leave you, nor do I want to leave these beautiful worlds, but…”
“But when it cos to a ti when you must die, you won’t hesitate, right,” Pannis said with a sigh, his voice turning slightly hoarse. “I know, I know, you have always been like that.”
“Heh, don’t be like that. Cheer up a bit,” Nellie patted Pannis’s back, smiling brilliantly. “There’s always a solution to things, it’s just a matter of sooner or later. We must face reality, right? So take this.”
“Enough with you, tone it down. Stop waving that dangerous thing in front of ,” Pannis said annoyed, knocking Nellie’s hand away and pinching her face. “I can make my own decisions, idiot. You haven’t clearly told what you’ve done; I need to know what was your doing and what was rely my mistaken speculation, before I can make a judgnt, understand?”
“Okay, okay, I know,” Nellie struggled to free her face from Pannis’s grasp, leaning back to distance herself from him. “I’m warning you, talk properly, no pinching my face. I’ve said stop, don’t co closer. Can’t you understand common language? Alright already, I give up. I’ll talk properly, is that not enough?”
“Hmph,” Pannis snorted, retracting his hands that had been slowly getting closer. “I just can’t trust your stupid brain. Even if sothing problematic happens, you wouldn’t notice. So you tell everything clearly, so I can fill in where your intelligence lacks, got it?”
“You’re calling stupid again. And I don’t think I lack intelligence,” Nellie mumbled discontentedly, lower her head with a pout. “I~~ know~~, alright?”
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