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Chapter 489
chapter 364 part 1
Chapter 363: You're Not Human, Are You? [Shilmey's Messenger]
Looking at the young human before her, a gloomy, wavering anger filled Zesshi Zetsumei's striking heterochromatic eyes.
She had always imagined the scene of restoring the complex, chaotic Rubik's Cube. This cube, likely connected to the Six Great Gods, was certainly a difficult puzzle.
This had indirectly become her toy for passing the time!
Now—her toy for passing the time was gone!
"Don't think I won't kill you just because you're valued right now."
Zesshi Zetsumei lifted her wrist slightly, bringing the sharp blade of the Cross Spear Scythe a bit closer to Tang Zheng's skin.
"It's only natural for the weak to be trampled upon."
A heavy, oppressive feeling washed over him!
The temperature seemed to drop by several degrees, and the pressure made the air feel thick.
An ordinary person in this situation would likely find their breathing uncontrollably difficult, their brain fainting directly from lack of oxygen.
Tang Zheng feigned a stiff posture. "Alright, if it's just for passing the time, perhaps I can help you create a few similar toys."
A smile.
"You really aren't afraid of me."
Zesshi Zetsumei's gaze was fixed on Tang Zheng's cheek. Her icy expression slowly faded, and the curve of her lips widened.
"It was the same last time, too. It wasn't what you claimed, 'giving up the struggle because there's no escape'."
Speaking of which.
Zesshi Zetsumei's head suddenly darted forward, her small nose twitching a few times as if sniffing something.
At such a close distance.
Tang Zheng could even smell a faint, fresh fragrance wafting from Zesshi Zetsumei, like that of tender green shoots in a natural jungle.
"You have a unique scent on you."
Zesshi Zetsumei tilted her head back, pondering slightly. "Forget it, I can't remember."
"I just feel there's something wrong with you. I can't quite put my finger on it, but..."
Zesshi Zetsumei's eyes grew even colder.
Just as she said, this human before her was different from most humans she had seen before... no, from all humans.
Not even those arrogant, self-confident fellows from the Black Scripture had ever given her this same, indescribable sense of strangeness that this Adventurer named Tang did.
Scent?
A trace of surprise flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes. The "unique scent" Zesshi Zetsumei mentioned probably didn't refer to a superficial odor.
Now was not the time to think about this.
He looked at Zesshi Zetsumei, who was already radiating killing intent.
"You're not human, are you?"
Tang Zheng realized he needed to change his approach, otherwise, given her personality, she might very well attack him directly.
He was faced with the World-Class Item, Downfall of Castle and Country!
He currently had no way to counter it.
"As far as I know, the strongest among humans should be the 'Aberrant' Lord Fluder of the Baharuth Empire. But compared to your power—"
Tang Zheng shook his head. "He probably isn't even qualified to carry your shoes. I don't mean to insult that legendary figure, but it's an unbelievable fact."
"You've surpassed the Heroic Realm, surpassed the leader of the Aberrants, and even surpassed the Demon God domain!"
"This cannot be a power that a human can master."
"You're not a human at all, are you?"
Tang Zheng's resonant voice rang out, his gaze fixed directly on that pair of black-and-white heterochromatic pupils.
Zesshi Zetsumei's eyes narrowed. She wasn't surprised that he'd discovered her secret, but rather that she couldn't sense any judgment in his eyes.
—Half-breed mongrel!
In a daze, a woman's venomous voice echoed in her ears, followed by the cracking of a whip and the impact of fists.
Her entire body burned with searing pain.
Fear!
Crying and begging brought no reprieve.
There was only hollow despair and powerlessness!
Resentment?
That woman was long dead; even if she wanted to vent, there was no one to be found.
Besides, it's natural for the weak to be trampled and ravaged by the strong. To prevent all this, she just had to become stronger.
A smile appeared on Zesshi Zetsumei's cold, fair face, though it was a chilling sort of smile.
The atmosphere grew even colder!
"To think that the Theocracy, a nation that has always proclaimed 'Human Supremacy', is home to someone not of pure human blood."
"But I can sense your unique position from those Cardinals. It's a strange situation indeed."
Tang Zheng spoke bluntly, as if unafraid of death. Seeing the expression on Zesshi Zetsumei's face grow increasingly cold, he changed his tune.
"If we say that the legendary Lord Fluder is the Guardian God of the Baharuth Empire..."
"Then, for someone of your status to hold such a unique position in the Slane Theocracy, there is only one possibility: you are the Guardian God of the Slane Theocracy."
"No!"
"It should be said, you are the Guardian God of all humanity!"
When Tang Zheng said the words "Guardian God," his voice clearly rose a notch. "If that's the case, as a human, why would I be afraid?"
The smile on Zesshi Zetsumei's face didn't change at all, but the feeling that chilled the air vanished in an instant.
"So what?"
Zesshi Zetsumei spoke nonchalantly, her tone condescending.
However.
The slight upturn of her lips and the fact she spoke again all indicated that Zesshi Zetsumei was not as indifferent as she appeared.
As expected!
Tang Zheng was certain. Although he had only met Zesshi Zetsumei twice, he had already gotten a slight grasp of her personality.
To put it nicely, she was "naive."
This was likely related to the environment she grew up in. As a Divine Human and the strongest combat power held in reserve as a deterrent, Zesshi Zetsumei had always been hidden away by the Theocracy.
Even though she was over a hundred years old, the number of people she could interact with was still very limited. Coupled with the Theocracy's intentional lack of emotional education in her upbringing...
This led to Zesshi Zetsumei having severe psychological flaws and a lack of self-acceptance.
"I have a few demi-human friends."
"One is a Troll who has been in the Baharuth Empire for over 10 years, known as the 'Warrior King' Gagaran. The other is my adventurer companion."
Tang Zheng took a step back, distancing himself from the blade pressed against his throat. Seeing no reaction from Zesshi Zetsumei, he revealed a smile and said:
"What I mean is, when it comes to protecting humans, I share the same position."
"I might even be able to assist you."
Tang Zheng spoke softly in a placid tone.
"Ha~?"
Zesshi Zetsumei lifted her wrist, shouldered her Cross Spear Scythe, and said mockingly:
"Just you? You'd be better off assisting those old geezers."
Seeing Zesshi Zetsumei put away her weapon.
Even her killing intent had vanished!
A smile flashed across Tang Zheng's cheeks. He didn't retort; there was no need.
What satisfied him most was that with this as a foundation, future interactions with Zesshi Zetsumei would be much easier.
Chapter 363: You're Not Human, Are You? [Shilmey's Messenger]
Looking at the young human before her, a gloomy, wavering anger filled Zesshi Zetsumei's striking heterochromatic eyes.
She had always imagined the scene of restoring the complex, chaotic Rubik's Cube. This cube, likely connected to the Six Great Gods, was certainly a difficult puzzle.
This had indirectly become her toy for passing the time!
Now—her toy for passing the time was gone!
"Don't think I won't kill you just because you're valued right now."
Zesshi Zetsumei lifted her wrist slightly, bringing the sharp blade of the Cross Spear Scythe a bit closer to Tang Zheng's skin.
"It's only natural for the weak to be trampled upon."
A heavy, oppressive feeling washed over him!
The temperature seemed to drop by several degrees, and the pressure made the air feel thick.
An ordinary person in this situation would likely find their breathing uncontrollably difficult, their brain fainting directly from lack of oxygen.
Tang Zheng feigned a stiff posture. "Alright, if it's just for passing the time, perhaps I can help you create a few similar toys."
A smile.
"You really aren't afraid of me."
Zesshi Zetsumei's gaze was fixed on Tang Zheng's cheek. Her icy expression slowly faded, and the curve of her lips widened.
"It was the same last time, too. It wasn't what you claimed, 'giving up the struggle because there's no escape'."
Speaking of which.
Zesshi Zetsumei's head suddenly darted forward, her small nose twitching a few times as if sniffing something.
At such a close distance.
Tang Zheng could even smell a faint, fresh fragrance wafting from Zesshi Zetsumei, like that of tender green shoots in a natural jungle.
"You have a unique scent on you."
Zesshi Zetsumei tilted her head back, pondering slightly. "Forget it, I can't remember."
"I just feel there's something wrong with you. I can't quite put my finger on it, but..."
Zesshi Zetsumei's eyes grew even colder.
Just as she said, this human before her was different from most humans she had seen before... no, from all humans.
Not even those arrogant, self-confident fellows from the Black Scripture had ever given her this same, indescribable sense of strangeness that this Adventurer named Tang did.
Scent?
A trace of surprise flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes. The "unique scent" Zesshi Zetsumei mentioned probably didn't refer to a superficial odor.
Now was not the time to think about this.
He looked at Zesshi Zetsumei, who was already radiating killing intent.
"You're not human, are you?"
Tang Zheng realized he needed to change his approach, otherwise, given her personality, she might very well attack him directly.
He was faced with the World-Class Item, Downfall of Castle and Country!
He currently had no way to counter it.
"As far as I know, the strongest among humans should be the 'Aberrant' Lord Fluder of the Baharuth Empire. But compared to your power—"
Tang Zheng shook his head. "He probably isn't even qualified to carry your shoes. I don't mean to insult that legendary figure, but it's an unbelievable fact."
"You've surpassed the Heroic Realm, surpassed the leader of the Aberrants, and even surpassed the Demon God domain!"
"This cannot be a power that a human can master."
"You're not a human at all, are you?"
Tang Zheng's resonant voice rang out, his gaze fixed directly on that pair of black-and-white heterochromatic pupils.
Zesshi Zetsumei's eyes narrowed. She wasn't surprised that he'd discovered her secret, but rather that she couldn't sense any judgment in his eyes.
—Half-breed mongrel!
In a daze, a woman's venomous voice echoed in her ears, followed by the cracking of a whip and the impact of fists.
Her entire body burned with searing pain.
Fear!
Crying and begging brought no reprieve.
There was only hollow despair and powerlessness!
Resentment?
That woman was long dead; even if she wanted to vent, there was no one to be found.
Besides, it's natural for the weak to be trampled and ravaged by the strong. To prevent all this, she just had to become stronger.
A smile appeared on Zesshi Zetsumei's cold, fair face, though it was a chilling sort of smile.
The atmosphere grew even colder!
"To think that the Theocracy, a nation that has always proclaimed 'Human Supremacy', is home to someone not of pure human blood."
"But I can sense your unique position from those Cardinals. It's a strange situation indeed."
Tang Zheng spoke bluntly, as if unafraid of death. Seeing the expression on Zesshi Zetsumei's face grow increasingly cold, he changed his tune.
"If we say that the legendary Lord Fluder is the Guardian God of the Baharuth Empire..."
"Then, for someone of your status to hold such a unique position in the Slane Theocracy, there is only one possibility: you are the Guardian God of the Slane Theocracy."
"No!"
"It should be said, you are the Guardian God of all humanity!"
When Tang Zheng said the words "Guardian God," his voice clearly rose a notch. "If that's the case, as a human, why would I be afraid?"
The smile on Zesshi Zetsumei's face didn't change at all, but the feeling that chilled the air vanished in an instant.
"So what?"
Zesshi Zetsumei spoke nonchalantly, her tone condescending.
However.
The slight upturn of her lips and the fact she spoke again all indicated that Zesshi Zetsumei was not as indifferent as she appeared.
As expected!
Tang Zheng was certain. Although he had only met Zesshi Zetsumei twice, he had already gotten a slight grasp of her personality.
To put it nicely, she was "naive."
This was likely related to the environment she grew up in. As a Divine Human and the strongest combat power held in reserve as a deterrent, Zesshi Zetsumei had always been hidden away by the Theocracy.
Even though she was over a hundred years old, the number of people she could interact with was still very limited. Coupled with the Theocracy's intentional lack of emotional education in her upbringing...
This led to Zesshi Zetsumei having severe psychological flaws and a lack of self-acceptance.
"I have a few demi-human friends."
"One is a Troll who has been in the Baharuth Empire for over 10 years, known as the 'Warrior King' Gagaran. The other is my adventurer companion."
Tang Zheng took a step back, distancing himself from the blade pressed against his throat. Seeing no reaction from Zesshi Zetsumei, he revealed a smile and said:
"What I mean is, when it comes to protecting humans, I share the same position."
"I might even be able to assist you."
Tang Zheng spoke softly in a placid tone.
"Ha~?"
Zesshi Zetsumei lifted her wrist, shouldered her Cross Spear Scythe, and said mockingly:
"Just you? You'd be better off assisting those old geezers."
Seeing Zesshi Zetsumei put away her weapon.
Even her killing intent had vanished!
A smile flashed across Tang Zheng's cheeks. He didn't retort; there was no need.
What satisfied him most was that with this as a foundation, future interactions with Zesshi Zetsumei would be much easier.
