Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After hearing the God of Conspiracy’s condition, Sui Xiong directly refused him without a second thought.
“You must be kidding! Even I would have wanted to kill you myself if I had the chance to. And you want me to avenge you? That’s pure nonsense!”
The God of Conspiracy did not get angry because of what Sui Xiong said. He merely smiled and said, “Don’t worry. The one who wants my life is definitely no kind soul. As you continue to grow in strength and power, in the future, the day that you have to confront him will eventually come. All I’m asking is that after you have won the fight against it, don’t pardon him like how you did to the War God System. You must never forgive him for surrendering. You have to kill him. That’s all.”
Sui Xiong still shook his head and said, “No way! I can’t agree to such a condition. No one knows what will happen in the future. Who knows, that someone may have turned over a new leaf, or maybe I will some major exchange of interests with that someone… and honestly speaking, you’re not an honest person. I don’t really believe the things you say. Even when you are about to die, I’m still worried about whether you will try to cheat something out of me before you die. So I won’t make any promises to any condition of yours.” Then nonchalantly, he said, “I know you must have a lot of treasures or some secret information. But to me, those do not have any indispensable value. They are not worth my taking the risk of getting cheated by you before your death by striking a deal with you.:
The God of Conspiracy had obviously expected such a situation. He went straight to the point and said, “It’s said that the legacy left behind by the Goddess of Life originally belonged to the God of Virtue. It contains a great treasure with the mystery of a greater Divine Power. Don’t tell me you’re not interested in it.”
Sui Xiong froze in surprise. And he remained still for almost a minute or two before laughing out loud.
“This fellow… you’re just too interesting!” he said. Then he laughed for a long time before finally stopping. But still, Sui Xiong shook his head and said, “You take me for a fool? Conjuring such a story to lie to me… Don’t think you’re the only one who knows the principle of being ‘blinded by lust for gain.’ I know it as well!”
“You think I’m lying to you?”
“Bullsh*t! If you really had such a treasure, you would have stepped into the realm of a great Divine Power. Who knows, you might have even been a top master amongst the great Divine Powers. If you really had that kind of capability, how would you be pushed to the brink of death so easily?”
The God of Conspiracy was silent for a moment; then he sighed deeply.
“In truth, a Great Divine Power is not as great as you imagine it to be.”
“Forget it. The words of a mid-ranked Divine Power like yourself are not the least bit convincing,” Sui Xiong said with a laugh as he mocked at the God of Conspiracy.
“I… was once a great Divine Power,” said the God of Conspiracy. Then he fell silent for a long time before whispering, “And… at that time, I was almost the most powerful Divine Power.”
Sui Xiong froze. After a while, he sneered and said, “Even at your last hour, you have to boast. Aren’t you tired of being so pointless?”
“Boast? I’m about to die, what is there to boast about?” said the God of Conspiracy, who also sneered in reply. Then he lowered his voice and said, “That morgue of the God of Potion’s God Kingdom has fallen into your hands, right?”
Sui Xiong suddenly shuddered in shock and felt all his tentacles going numb. He almost leaped to his feet to smash that God of Conspiracy into pieces with his swinging tentacles.
Sui Xiong had picked up this treasure vault that was reconstructed by the God of Potion’s God Kingdom, from the Mystery God System’s God Kingdom. This was a secret that he had never told anyone before. And only Sui Xiong and the Master of Mystery could possibly know about the things found in this treasure vault. How did the God of Conspiracy know about it?
If word of this got out, Sui Xiong would be at a disadvantage. Even though he was powerful and was not afraid of the Human God System asking him for benefits, there were bound to be conflicts arising between him and the human gods. He was worried that this would inevitably cause some great troubles in time to come.
“You don’t need to worry about this. The Master of Mystery was not the one who told me about it, nor did anyone else,” said the God of Conspiracy when he saw Sui Xiong getting nervous. He felt somewhat pleased as he smirked. Then he said, “Anyway, I’m dying. I’ll just tell you the truth. In that morgue, there’s a corpse, my corpse. That’s me back in those years.”
Realization suddenly hit Sui Xiong. He could not help but carefully look at this God of Conspiracy up and down. His real self immediately hurried into that treasure vault where he pored through the bodies of the various elf gods. He identified them one by one, looking to see which one resembled the God of Conspiracy.
But this way was obviously not going to reap any results. The God of Conspiracy was still completely wrapped up within that thick hooded robe. Besides, with his head lowered, there was no way Sui Xiong could get a clear view of his face. How could Sui Xiong even think of the method of comparison?
As for his build… there was a handful among the elf gods of similar build to the God of Conspiracy, so there was simply no way a comparison could be made.
“You should stop thinking about it. And I’m not going to tell you either,” the God of Conspiracy said lightly. “The Elf God System has been destroyed. Even if I’m still alive, I won’t want to do anything more, not to mention now that I’m almost dead. Ask yourself, all these years, have I ever shown the slightest bit of intention of wanting to do anything?
Sui Xiong thought for a while and then shook his head.
“For me, all these things from years ago are all things of the past. So I’m just telling you about it off the top of my head. The future of the elves, I suppose, will fall in the hands of those followers of yours. An old antique like myself, who was lucky enough back then to barely manage to escape alive, I really shouldn’t make another appearance on the big stage of the elf kingdom,” said the God of Conspiracy as he gave another sigh. Then seeming as though something suddenly came to his mind, he paused before saying, “Right, that wolf should still be sealed inside. Did you notice?”
“Are you referring to Kersemens, the Lord of the Wolves? I released him. He’s now residing in my God Kingdom,” Sui Xiong said. “I’m not sure whether it’s because he was injured previously or because of some other reason… Anyway, he’s sleepy all day long. From morning to night, he spends most of his time sleeping.”
“Maybe he has been sealed for much too long, thus causing some problems. Or perhaps it might be due to something else… Anyway, that’s not important. Compared to what I just said about that treasure, such wolf cub is not even worth a mention,” said the God of Conspiracy. He thought for a while, shook his head and returned to the earlier topic. He said, “Now, do you still think I’m lying to you? That treasure, it really does exist—only that it’s not in my hands.”
Sui Xiong thought for a while, then asked, “Was it because of that treasure that you got yourself a death warrant?”
“You’re not wrong in saying that, but you’re not entirely right either,” said the God of Conspiracy. He was silent for a while. Then he untied the straps of his hood and pushed it back, revealing his face.
There was nothing much to talk about his appearance. What really stood out, though, were the black lines on his face.
Those lines were like intertwining vines that spread from his neck all the way towards his face. Sui Xiong could see them very clearly. At that very moment, a stream of black air slowly rose as if to ensnare the God of Conspiracy’s head as well.
“This is the cause of my death—erosion by the Power of Chaos,” said the God of Conspiracy as he sighed deeply. He put his hood back on and said, “As for the rest of the matter, if you’re willing to agree to my condition, I’ll tell you everything.
“So tell me what’s your decision,” he said. “Are you willing to make such a promise for a possible benefit?”
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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After hearing the God of Conspiracy’s condition, Sui Xiong directly refused him without a second thought.
“You must be kidding! Even I would have wanted to kill you myself if I had the chance to. And you want me to avenge you? That’s pure nonsense!”
The God of Conspiracy did not get angry because of what Sui Xiong said. He merely smiled and said, “Don’t worry. The one who wants my life is definitely no kind soul. As you continue to grow in strength and power, in the future, the day that you have to confront him will eventually come. All I’m asking is that after you have won the fight against it, don’t pardon him like how you did to the War God System. You must never forgive him for surrendering. You have to kill him. That’s all.”
Sui Xiong still shook his head and said, “No way! I can’t agree to such a condition. No one knows what will happen in the future. Who knows, that someone may have turned over a new leaf, or maybe I will some major exchange of interests with that someone… and honestly speaking, you’re not an honest person. I don’t really believe the things you say. Even when you are about to die, I’m still worried about whether you will try to cheat something out of me before you die. So I won’t make any promises to any condition of yours.” Then nonchalantly, he said, “I know you must have a lot of treasures or some secret information. But to me, those do not have any indispensable value. They are not worth my taking the risk of getting cheated by you before your death by striking a deal with you.:
The God of Conspiracy had obviously expected such a situation. He went straight to the point and said, “It’s said that the legacy left behind by the Goddess of Life originally belonged to the God of Virtue. It contains a great treasure with the mystery of a greater Divine Power. Don’t tell me you’re not interested in it.”
Sui Xiong froze in surprise. And he remained still for almost a minute or two before laughing out loud.
“This fellow… you’re just too interesting!” he said. Then he laughed for a long time before finally stopping. But still, Sui Xiong shook his head and said, “You take me for a fool? Conjuring such a story to lie to me… Don’t think you’re the only one who knows the principle of being ‘blinded by lust for gain.’ I know it as well!”
“You think I’m lying to you?”
“Bullsh*t! If you really had such a treasure, you would have stepped into the realm of a great Divine Power. Who knows, you might have even been a top master amongst the great Divine Powers. If you really had that kind of capability, how would you be pushed to the brink of death so easily?”
The God of Conspiracy was silent for a moment; then he sighed deeply.
“In truth, a Great Divine Power is not as great as you imagine it to be.”
“Forget it. The words of a mid-ranked Divine Power like yourself are not the least bit convincing,” Sui Xiong said with a laugh as he mocked at the God of Conspiracy.
“I… was once a great Divine Power,” said the God of Conspiracy. Then he fell silent for a long time before whispering, “And… at that time, I was almost the most powerful Divine Power.”
Sui Xiong froze. After a while, he sneered and said, “Even at your last hour, you have to boast. Aren’t you tired of being so pointless?”
“Boast? I’m about to die, what is there to boast about?” said the God of Conspiracy, who also sneered in reply. Then he lowered his voice and said, “That morgue of the God of Potion’s God Kingdom has fallen into your hands, right?”
Sui Xiong suddenly shuddered in shock and felt all his tentacles going numb. He almost leaped to his feet to smash that God of Conspiracy into pieces with his swinging tentacles.
Sui Xiong had picked up this treasure vault that was reconstructed by the God of Potion’s God Kingdom, from the Mystery God System’s God Kingdom. This was a secret that he had never told anyone before. And only Sui Xiong and the Master of Mystery could possibly know about the things found in this treasure vault. How did the God of Conspiracy know about it?
If word of this got out, Sui Xiong would be at a disadvantage. Even though he was powerful and was not afraid of the Human God System asking him for benefits, there were bound to be conflicts arising between him and the human gods. He was worried that this would inevitably cause some great troubles in time to come.
“You don’t need to worry about this. The Master of Mystery was not the one who told me about it, nor did anyone else,” said the God of Conspiracy when he saw Sui Xiong getting nervous. He felt somewhat pleased as he smirked. Then he said, “Anyway, I’m dying. I’ll just tell you the truth. In that morgue, there’s a corpse, my corpse. That’s me back in those years.”
Realization suddenly hit Sui Xiong. He could not help but carefully look at this God of Conspiracy up and down. His real self immediately hurried into that treasure vault where he pored through the bodies of the various elf gods. He identified them one by one, looking to see which one resembled the God of Conspiracy.
But this way was obviously not going to reap any results. The God of Conspiracy was still completely wrapped up within that thick hooded robe. Besides, with his head lowered, there was no way Sui Xiong could get a clear view of his face. How could Sui Xiong even think of the method of comparison?
As for his build… there was a handful among the elf gods of similar build to the God of Conspiracy, so there was simply no way a comparison could be made.
“You should stop thinking about it. And I’m not going to tell you either,” the God of Conspiracy said lightly. “The Elf God System has been destroyed. Even if I’m still alive, I won’t want to do anything more, not to mention now that I’m almost dead. Ask yourself, all these years, have I ever shown the slightest bit of intention of wanting to do anything?
Sui Xiong thought for a while and then shook his head.
“For me, all these things from years ago are all things of the past. So I’m just telling you about it off the top of my head. The future of the elves, I suppose, will fall in the hands of those followers of yours. An old antique like myself, who was lucky enough back then to barely manage to escape alive, I really shouldn’t make another appearance on the big stage of the elf kingdom,” said the God of Conspiracy as he gave another sigh. Then seeming as though something suddenly came to his mind, he paused before saying, “Right, that wolf should still be sealed inside. Did you notice?”
“Are you referring to Kersemens, the Lord of the Wolves? I released him. He’s now residing in my God Kingdom,” Sui Xiong said. “I’m not sure whether it’s because he was injured previously or because of some other reason… Anyway, he’s sleepy all day long. From morning to night, he spends most of his time sleeping.”
“Maybe he has been sealed for much too long, thus causing some problems. Or perhaps it might be due to something else… Anyway, that’s not important. Compared to what I just said about that treasure, such wolf cub is not even worth a mention,” said the God of Conspiracy. He thought for a while, shook his head and returned to the earlier topic. He said, “Now, do you still think I’m lying to you? That treasure, it really does exist—only that it’s not in my hands.”
Sui Xiong thought for a while, then asked, “Was it because of that treasure that you got yourself a death warrant?”
“You’re not wrong in saying that, but you’re not entirely right either,” said the God of Conspiracy. He was silent for a while. Then he untied the straps of his hood and pushed it back, revealing his face.
There was nothing much to talk about his appearance. What really stood out, though, were the black lines on his face.
Those lines were like intertwining vines that spread from his neck all the way towards his face. Sui Xiong could see them very clearly. At that very moment, a stream of black air slowly rose as if to ensnare the God of Conspiracy’s head as well.
“This is the cause of my death—erosion by the Power of Chaos,” said the God of Conspiracy as he sighed deeply. He put his hood back on and said, “As for the rest of the matter, if you’re willing to agree to my condition, I’ll tell you everything.
“So tell me what’s your decision,” he said. “Are you willing to make such a promise for a possible benefit?”
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