The Fool of the Gods

Cheng Shi always felt that this mysterious scholar was planning a game, which was most likely not aimed at the players, but at Serius outside the door.

As for the specific content of this game, he couldn't guess, nor did he want to guess, because he was now a "brainless" warrior of today, not the "fragile" clown who needed to always calculate others to protect himself.

This change of identity finally made Cheng Shi experience what it meant to "all fears come from insufficient firepower". He now had too much firepower, so much that he just needed a target to let him hit hard.

Serius watched his assets being stolen by the thief in front of him without saying a word.

"If you don't say anything, I'll leave." Cheng Shi stood up and wanted to leave.

After repeated stimulation, Serius finally stopped being reserved. He sighed and said to Cheng Shi:

"I... do have a request.

I am indeed waiting for someone, a witness."

"Witness?" Cheng Shi frowned. Is there any handiwork of [Memory] in this?

But he figured it out in an instant. The witness Serius mentioned was not a profession, but a simple witness.

"Witness what?"

"Witness... my death."

"?"

As he said that, Serius took out a strange short knife as thin as a finger from the drawer under the laboratory table.

"This is the tool I use to operate slices in experiments, the 'Concentric Dagger'. If it's not too much trouble, I ask you to insert this concentric dagger into my heart and end this endless suffering for me...

I'm tired of all this, I'm tired of being manipulated by sponsors. Whether in the Tower of Logic or the Grand Court of Inquisition, they can't feel the fun of the experiment, nor can they understand the purpose of the experiment. They just want a result, a result that is useful to them.

Even if this result has no effect on future experiments...

Short-sighted, ignorant, arrogant, and extreme!

These sponsors have always had the same face. I see through them, these ignorant fools!"

Cerius's calm tone finally changed a little bit. He looked at Cheng Shi with slightly excited eyes and raised the dagger.

"Don't doubt my intentions. I can't commit suicide. This is the shackles that [Order] has put on me.

That's why I want to ask you to help me end it all. I've had enough.

Let my slices continue to serve them. I no longer have any attachment to this world without confidants.

I've waited for this moment for too long, and finally I've waited for an outsider.

So, young man, please help me.

For the sake of me helping you open the gladiatorial mask."

Seeing that Cheng Shi was indifferent, Serius added fuel to the fire.

"I am the mastermind behind all the misfortunes in your life. Don't you... want revenge?"

"Tsk."

Cheng Shi's brain, which had just stopped working, started to work again. He looked at Serius thoughtfully and suddenly asked, "Why do you have to die from your own slice dagger? What do you want to express?"

Serius was stunned. He never thought that anyone would be entangled with this.

"I... don't want to say anything. This is the thing that looks most like a murder weapon in this workshop. If you are a death row prisoner, it is reasonable to stick the experimental tool into the instigator in anger, isn't it?"

"Oh, I understand, so you not only want to die, but also want the so-called witness to see a reasonable homicide.

This does not match your current mentality. Why does a person who has no attachment to the world make so many arrangements?"

"..." Serius said with a tangled face, "I don't want others to know that I am a coward. I don't want others to know that I am afraid that this world is dominated by power and cannot freely approach [Them]. I don't want my name as a scholar to be covered with a shadow that can never be wiped off."

"Well, it is reasonable, but I have a safer way."

Speaking, Cheng Shi raised his hand and cast [Thunder Judgment] without warning at the place where Li Yi left.

"Boom--"

The lightning burned the playing cards on the ground, and the dazzling light flashed by made Serius's expression change, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He was scared!

Cheng Shi found that the fun ring that had just consumed a layer of fear nutrients was fully charged again.

Interesting, why would a beggar be afraid of death?

Cheng Shi looked at the concentric dagger on the table with a playful look, and picked it up with a smile.

"Just use this to stab your heart?"

"......Yes." Serius looked at Cheng Shi's appearance and suddenly hesitated.

"Are there any requirements for the posture of death?? "

"...No."

"I didn't see a clock in your workshop, so how long will it take for your witness to arrive?"

"...It will probably take another 5 minutes."

"That's enough."

After saying that, Cheng Shi stabbed the concentric dagger into Serius' heart without hesitation. It was a fatal blow. The huge force even pierced through his body, and blood spurted out from Serius' back.

"Cough..."

Serius died, and his last words were a heavy cough.

Cheng Shi watched the scholar fall back on the chair with his eyes wide open, and slowly withdrew his hand.

Another, another great scholar died in front of him.

History is really interesting, always allowing a clown to play various absurd roles in the absurd past.

But this time he did not launch any huge waves, and there was no need to remember this boring history, because this was just a trial background. No matter how much the players turned history upside down in it, in In the old chapter of the Island of Hope, it will never change.

However, although the change has not appeared, the unexpected is never absent.

Just when Cheng Shi withdrew his hand and was about to throw away the concentric dagger, a strong soul power with the power of [death] burst out from the tip of the concentric dagger and rushed straight towards Cheng Shi's face.

Cheng Shi sneered, having expected it.

To be honest, the hidden intentions of Serius under his calmness seemed a little too obvious, so obvious that Cheng Shi could see it without thinking, so he had been waiting for the moment when the other party launched the attack.

But when Cheng Shi killed his body but there was no reaction, he even felt that he was a little bit of a villain.

But now it seems that he is right. Serius really treats himself, no, or anyone else. How could the outsiders who came here be tempted?

As he said, he may not intend to hurt himself, because the power of this soul is very restrained, more like parasitism than robbing, temporary parasitism.

He seemed to want to use his body as a ride to escape from this prison of [Order], just as he had escaped from the Tower of Matter. Under the pressure of the slice and the sponsor, Serius once again gave up his experiment.

But the question is whether you can take a ride depends on whether the driver agrees or not?

Cheng Shi didn't know what Serius's means were, but he had enough backhands and strong combat power to deal with everything, so he never panicked.

But when he found out that the backhand of Serius, who he had been waiting for for a long time, was [Death]...

Then For a moment, Cheng Shi almost laughed out loud.

No, buddy, it's a pity that you don't buy a lottery ticket before you die with such luck.

Do you know what the value of [death] non-staff employees is?

At this moment, as long as Cheng Shi wanted, he could always use this seemingly vigorous soul as a sacrifice and directly sacrifice it to the adult on the bone seat.

But he didn't do that.

Because sometimes the matter of hitchhiking depends not only on the driver, but also on whether the passengers who were already in the car agree.

So the driver opened the door very cooperatively, and the new passengers couldn't wait to get on the car, and then...

The driver's mouth suddenly chewed uncontrollably.

Cheng Shi only felt a whine from the depths of his soul, and then heard the familiar voice that had not spoken for a long time.

"· Sour, not delicious."

Cheng Shi smiled, and smiled happily.

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