Chapter 268 The monster that judges the world

Author: Guiyin

Chapter 268 The monster that judges the world

Uncle Li is lying to him.

This old fox was lying to him from beginning to end.

Things like "no interest in eternal life lying in a coffin", things like "bargaining with Pharaoh all night", things like "only an exchange of interests with Surr VII"...all are false.

Like the Blood Lion, he is a loyal servant of the "Pharaoh", and he is.

But this man is much smarter than the blood lion.

When he discovered that there was an invincible extraordinary person like Yan Lüge in the world, he decisively made the move that was most in line with normal human psychology: he bowed his head, surrendered, gave in, and surrendered.

He perfectly interprets the image of a speculator who is like a loser. He will obey whoever has the big fist. He answers all Yan Lüge's questions and tells all the important and unimportant things, only concealing them.

One thing - a task assigned to him by "Pharaoh".

Yan Lüge was deceived at first.

It wasn't until later that he discovered some clues from the actions of the two thieves who knew the route well, and realized that there was an internal agent.

From that moment on, he began to doubt... not only the uncle of the Li family, but also Li Chongshan, and everyone he had never met in this castle. He even had a fleeting thought of doubting Bai Lu, who could spy on the entire network.

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But in the end he settled on Uncle Li.

It wasn't because of some decisive evidence... Whether it was his speculation that the "inside agent" might be of high authority, or the call records Bai Lu found in Qian Qian's cell phone, they were not enough to prove the uncle of the Li family.

The real reason is... Yan Luge doesn't believe that "Pharaoh" is a fool [beep——].

The "Pharaoh" only snatched a total of four spiritual potions from Li Chongshan, used one, gave one to the blood lion, and gave one to the uncle of the Li family.

This is not something like Chinese cabbage.

In the modern era, four thousand years after the spiritual energy was cut off, spiritual power potions are priceless and unmarketable. It is possible to find the right buyer to sell a potion for hundreds of millions of dollars, not to mention that it is the only door to extraordinary power.

The "Pharaoh" was able to give half of the spiritual potions in his inventory to the Blood Lion and Uncle Li's family. No matter what the reason was, it was enough to prove that these two people were not ordinary slaves, but valuable slaves.

The uncle of the Li family said that this thing was obtained through bargaining, but Yan Lüge was the first one not to believe it.

The accumulation of many doubts led Yan Lüge to finally target Uncle Li.

"You..." The uncle of the Li family opened his mouth and looked at Yan Lüge fearfully, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

He had nothing to say...because everything Yan Lüge said was right...

His eyes moved slightly down to the table in the lounge.

There was a knife there, which he usually used to peel fruit. He put it on the table after using it last time.

if...if...

Yan Lüge sat in his seat and stared at each other coldly, not even showing his tentacles, but the increasingly cold aura seemed to freeze the air.

He seemed to be waiting for something, but also seemed to be waiting for nothing.

Uncle Li suddenly turned around and ran away.

The cowardly part of human nature finally defeated the impulse. He really couldn't muster the courage to face the pair of eyes that seemed to have killed countless people like killing chickens, to face that unknown extraordinary existence like his own master.

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Just like not long ago, when faced with the coercion and temptation of the "Pharaoh", he quickly gave in out of fear and willingly became the other party's slave.

Just like many years ago, when his younger brother usurped the position of family patriarch, he chose to escape out of fear and watched helplessly as his disappointed subordinates switched sides one after another.

Just like many more years ago…

He has always been a coward and a useless guy.

If it weren't for the fact that he was born in an ancient family and was born with a higher starting point than ordinary people, and he didn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation when he was at his lowest, then a coward like him would probably become a bully in school.

The target, or maybe after a certain bullying and temptation, he turned into an intensified bully, using lies to numb and deceive himself into having friends.

After entering the society, they will become the target of bullying by their superiors and colleagues. They dare not refuse the work given by their colleagues, dare not disobey unreasonable overtime orders, dare not protest for wages that are much lower than others, or maybe at a certain time

By a lucky opportunity, he rose through the ranks with his hard work and became the boss's most loyal lackey, until one day he was abandoned as a victim during the company's reform.

It's always been like this... He's always been such a waste.

So he didn't dare to disobey the "Pharaoh"'s order, nor did he dare to fight against Yanlu Ge.

He ran away. He didn't even have the courage to pick up a knife and fight to the death. He ran away like a lost dog.

He stumbled out of the rest room and ran into the studio where he usually stayed.

Those bloody, twisted, and weird paintings always made him feel peaceful in the past, because when he painted, he represented monsters from above, toying with the humans under his feet wantonly and wildly.

The more people lack something, the more they long for it.

His ambition and humility, his desire and timidity, his courage and vulnerability...

He longs to become a monster, a monster who judges the world.

But, only today is different.

When he walked into the studio, he found that everything around him seemed to be different.

Those paintings, those people, those monsters seemed to be alive, they were screaming and rushing towards him.

He saw the giant forest eagle spreading its wings that covered the sky and devouring young children; he saw the dragon of Selir spitting out the flames that destroyed the world and burning down the town; he saw the giant monster of the North Sea setting off an overwhelming giant

The waves shattered the ship.

And what about him? Where is he?

He was not among the panicked crowds, nor among the screaming and wailing sacrifices, nor among the warriors holding bamboo spears and declaring war on monsters.

He is in the corpse in the eagle's nest, he is in the throne at the feet of the dragon, he is in the withered claws under the shadow of the octopus.

It turns out that he was never a terrible monster, he only had that ridiculous monster accomplice, that person who was accustomed to betrayal but didn't know it, the person who sacrificed everything but could only get eternal damnation...

He laughed, so hopelessly, so sadly.

He is crazy.

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Yan Lüge watched the other person run out of the rest room without getting up or chasing after him.

He watched, watching Uncle Li wailing, laughing, crying, and repenting in the studio. He covered his face and stumbled between the easels, knocking over several paintings and spilling ink all over his body.

Without knowing it.

Yan Lüge withdrew his gaze and explained to Li Chongshan: "A small ability, called 'horror fantasy', will project the things he fears most in his mind. If it is an ordinary person, it will probably take some time.

You can walk out, but if it's your uncle——

"——I'm afraid I'll never get out."

Li Chongshan looked at his crazy uncle and smiled bitterly: "I thought you would kill him."

"If he had picked up that knife and stabbed me at the moment he was exposed, he would have been dead. But he chose to turn around and run away, so I let him live." Yan Lüge said quietly.

said.

Although the uncle of the Li family stood on his opposite side, he never showed any murderous intention towards him, so Yan Lüge also left a way for the other party to survive based on his own principle of reciprocity.

This step on the horse is not hypocrisy. If he acted according to the style of his previous life, killing half of the people in the world without blinking an eye, it means that now he feels that he should cultivate his moral character, so he put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately.

Although... going crazy may not be better than death.
Chapter completed!