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Chapter 415 The Source of Fear
It dares to deceive and fool even the gods of the Dream Realm, so why would it choose to fight Yan and Dilaxiao head-on?

Ultimately, Imnar's strength lies not in its combat power, or rather, its greatest strength is the fractal itself.

Once it has discerned and understood the life form of the other, it only needs to create an identical fractal to replace the other's position under this order, and the imitated life will fall into slumber.

This is the ultimate rule of fractal theory: all life forms that have not yet reached the same sequence as Imnar cannot escape this irrational method of replacement.

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"You don't actually think I brought these beasts here to ambush you, do you?"

The countless fractals created by Imnar began to disintegrate one by one, until only its figure remained on the ruins, calmly watching the Night Demon and the servants of the gods in the field ahead.

"I just wanted to solve all the problems at once. Now you can all sleep peacefully."

Its tone was filled with an irrepressible mockery.

Even after living for a long time, it could never forget the pleasure of fooling its opponents. It was this almost wicked playfulness that made it climb out of the abyss again and again during the period when it lost itself, and wake up again and again, eventually returning to the right path of finding its true name.

...

Even the mighty Night Demon, along with Dirasha, a divine servant who had gained the recognition of the Golden Law, unleashed their most complete life forms to confront Imnar at their strongest. But all of this was merely a part of Imnar's plan; what it was waiting for was for the two of them to awaken to the truth.

Even his previous manipulation of Milo to kill Enid in order to open a channel for the power of blood feud was for the same purpose.

Only by fully understanding and learning the laws and forms of these two special life forms can it be incorporated into the rules of fractals.

……

In the world of the imitators, the fractal-created night demons and divine servants almost instantly slaughtered all the beasts mutated from humans.

All that remained were mutilated corpses and blood.

Even the black flames from the Night Demon incinerated those remaining corpses completely.

...

The powerful force that had been swirling around Yan and Dilasha, the true forms of the Night Demon and the Divine Servant, had completely dissipated. In a state of extreme resentment and astonishment, they were dragged into the chaotic dream by some extremely heavy force.

Both of them are still beings under the order, far from reaching the level of a ruler, and even less comparable to a shadow sequence like Milo.

So the moment the rules of fractals hold true.

The order of this world would then consider the imitators, the Night Demon and the Divine Servant, to be the true Yan and Dilaxiao, and the right of the real Yan and Dilaxiao to live under this order would be stripped away, just like the Nanwei people who are sleeping in the city in the conscious world at this moment.

To put it bluntly, Imnar never intended to resolve these problems by force, and even after regaining its divine status, its mindset remained unchanged.

Deception, imitation, and substitution are the only truly accurate ways for it to interpret its own divinity.

And in the fractal world, it certainly does so with ease.

It easily manipulated the two life forms that had inherited special powers. Although the Night Demon and the servant of the gods were special and powerful enough, Yan and Dirasha's understanding and temperament were far from the depth of the Old Ones. They were still too immature.

……

puff…

Two frail human bodies slowly collapsed in the ruins.

Even if their hearts are filled with resentment and confusion at this moment, there is no time or space left to salvage anything.

Their minds went blank; their thoughts were frozen on the last image their eyes transmitted to their brains—the Night Demon and the servant of the gods, the imitators.

There were also black flames covering the entire parish.

……

"That's enough, gentlemen."

Imnar transformed back into the appearance of Carter Garnier.

It calmly traversed the ruins filled with black flames, heading towards the place where Yan and Dilasha had fallen.

After adjusting the spotless collar of its formal attire, it shifted its gaze from the two sleeping figures before it to the distant outskirts of the city.

That was the direction of the Golden Rule Church. Even in the dark of night, the outline of the church bridge hanging under the clouds on the horizon could still be seen.

Its gaze was very calm.

Regardless of the current state of the battle between its own body and Milo in the void, it will only carry out its own will, which is to eliminate all the loopholes in this imitator world.

It may not have been able to break down the church gates until half an hour ago. After all, the Golden Tree, which carries the laws of the previous era, once confronted the gods head-on. No matter how much residual power of the Golden Law that anthropologists of this era have dug out from under the earth's crust, it is still not to be underestimated.

but now……

The wings of the Night Demon and the servants of the Golden Rule have sided with Imnar, and no one can stop it from "perfecting" this world anymore. The Church will soon be replaced.

...

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"Oh no, there's more."

Imnar's fractal seemed to suddenly remember something.

After dealing with Yan and Dilaxiao, two special humans with great killing power, it finally remembered that there were still one or two "escaped fish" with little fighting ability in this ruin.

This includes the vampire Klaus, and Enid Kent, the girl Imnar couldn't understand why she couldn't be copied.

What makes her special seems not to be her form of life, unlike Yan and Dila Xiao, but rather the depths of her soul.

Even after successfully replicating the lives of the Night Demon and the Divine Servant, Imnar still didn't understand what he had missed in Enid.

"It's often said that humans are the race most favored by the gods, and it certainly seems so. These lower life forms possess something unfathomable...."

It muttered to itself as it found the unconscious Enid deep within the ruins of the back-to-back houses.

Imnar was lost in thought, contemplating whether he should completely destroy this soul he couldn't understand, or keep her to study slowly...

Because any life form that cannot be replaced by the fractal rule means that there is still some kind of flaw in its own divinity, killing the other party is not actually the best choice. It should find and repair that flaw.

"Um……"

But Imnal quickly realized what was happening.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

As long as it can obtain what is buried beneath this land, the ultimate existence that has always restricted the fractal rules within its divine core will be broken, and truly powerful forces will arrive. At that time, it will be able to access higher levels of order, and even break through those orders in one fell swoop, becoming a perfect existence in the universe that is self-caused and self-reliant.

In comparison, these minor problems are not worth mentioning.

It stared calmly and indifferently at Enid's pale face. In its view, Enid was never regarded as a living being, but as a problem that could be summarized in a single sentence, and now it was facing a simple choice.

Abandon this minor issue that's causing you mental turmoil, and refocus your attention on the truly important task at hand.

This is Imnar's current thought process regarding fractals.

……

And its final choice was so coldly rational.

This aligns perfectly with the will given to it by the entity, which is to obliterate all existing problems.

Click...

It turned its head to look in the other direction.

He casually raised his hand.

The terrifying force field of this space pulled all the large and small stones on the ruins into the air, and then they fell down like raindrops.

The first to be crushed by the force field and the boulder were Yan and Dilasha's bodies, which were lying flat on the ground.

The cruel and bloody scene fell into Imnar's pale blue eyes without causing the slightest ripple.

The sharp stones shattered their bodies, turning them into dust almost instantly.

The two, who were fast asleep, had absolutely no power to resist.

They were not even aware that their lives were ending...

...

Then, the rolling force field pulled the boulders toward Enid deep within the ruins.

Imnal watched this scene with a detached expression:
"What a pity, you have no place in the world of foolish gods, you wondrous soul."

Rumble…

...

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In a void world.

...

The alternation between attack and counterattack continues.

But this was the first time Milo had seriously questioned Imnar's true form since the fighting began:

"Didn't you say that advancing to Shadow would sever all humanity?"

This dialogue, occurring in the void, lacked any atmosphere of a life-or-death struggle. It was more like a casual conversation between two audience members who met by chance in an opera house, after the music had ended and the audience had left.

"What? Are you feeling sad? For the passing of those you knew?"

"No, I wasn't talking about myself."

"Are you talking about me?"

"If you, as the Shadow, have already abandoned your humanity, then why is your fear so sweet? Isn't fear part of humanity?"

"Give up. Your words cannot disturb me. In the void, battle, thought, and conversation all exist independently."

"I think you've misunderstood. My intention wasn't to interfere; it was just pure curiosity."

"What's there to be curious about? Are you hiding your sadness?"

"You still don't understand what I mean."

"All ears."

“You know, fear isn’t a bad thing. On the contrary, it’s a natural gift that all living things possess to survive. I’m actually quite surprised that you have no respect for fear at all, letting me swallow it so easily. Do you know what that will lead to?”

"What will this lead to?"

"Utterly hopeless."

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(End of this chapter)